FSDYT Note's: I will do a few more chapter updates, see where this story will go then delete or ya know keep going. . . .

Chances are I may want to just stop it although I usually never start a story I can not finish.

TWO YEARS PAST

Arata could not say he was happy lately. Yeah he had gotten his way on one of his most important goals, and now for the last two years had one of the strongest men in the clan and even village teaching him. He was still not satisfied. The reason being of two problems.

One, his sword did not talk to him. Like the legends had said it would. It was suppose to be talking to him and making a bond with him so that the both of them could get stronger. Yet no words came from the sword that was now just a regular weapon.

That then lead to his second problem. . .

He was walking calmly and confidently out of the large mansion of the the head of the clan. Out in to the courtyard of the compound.

Immediately his senses were assaulted by the smell of the many fountains in the courtyard. All of which were filled with sea water pumped from the coast that was but a few yards away in the opposite direction. The beautiful whirlpool swirled fountains were great to look at but truth was they were part of the defense of the village and clan.

As a ready source of water for the Uzumaki clan, known water users. Water was much needed for the ones who could not turn their chakra in to the precious liquid. Or preferred to conserve chakra threw just using natural water.

Walking past the giant fountains and up towards the large gate of the compound that was visible he saw along his way other houses and red headed people like him.

He got many waves and bows from his fellow clan members and returned them with a wave himself.

Soon he was to the large gates of his clan compound and saw the two gate guards. They were a great contrast to the other Uzumaki kinsmen he had seen before getting to this check point.

Unlike the others they were armored in dark blue chest plate, arm and leg plates. With black body suits underneath. Armed with naginata they held at their sides. He was quite familiar with his clansmen of this type. They were of the warrior class.

One of the stone faced men turned to him, his armor gave shallow clinks as he did. He stood proudly and showed on his chest a whirlpool emblem of a spiral. The insignia of the village and clan.

The man gave a deep bow to show his respect with his fellow gate guard doing the same too.

'Do they always have to do this?' he thought feeling a bit shy at the warriors always giving him a ridiculous amount of respect just because he was the ruling clan heads son and because of his second problem.

The man rose then smiled at the young boy as he measured him up and down with skilled eyes. He saw the boy dressed in dark blue sandals, pants and a white long sleeved shirt looking ordinary and almost civilian like especially with his short shoulder length red hair but that was not what he was looking for but he soon spotted it.

In a black strap that was covered in red whirlpool symbols, held diagonally upon the boy's back was the black sword the man hoped to one day see in action for himself as rumors was he heard it gave the boy great power.

"Arata-sama. . . I see you have your zanpakuto with you today. Out to do anything special sir?"

The boy reacted with indifference at the question. He could tell the man was more interested in what he would do for the clan and village. Not so much about what he would be doing for his day. An that was his second problem: people were starting to see his title and sword. Not him.

"I'll be going on some sort of mission today" he replied walking backwards past the man not turning his back on the man. Trying not to be rude.

The man smiled as his partner continued to size the boy up appraising his worth.

"Well good luck then sir. Though I doubt you will need it"

Arata nodded at the two men then quickly went in to a sprint. He took to the rooftops with a leap as he did not want to have another conversation with the proud folks of his village.

He ran over sections of the village with a moderate pace as he surveyed the place.

Behind him was the Uzumaki clan compound, a place where most of the red headed folks lived happily with their family and near the coast. Surrounded by a wall adorned with spirals like the whole village was except theirs was a bit more special as it kept out even more unwanted prying eyes as the Uzumaki clan was very secretive and needed to be with their many hidden arts as well as renowned skills. Though they did interact with everyone else in the village they still remained just slightly isolated out of necessity not conceitedness.

A little ways from their clan compound past the many small parks with ponds that littered the village towards the center that had a large river in it was where most of the civilians of the village resided. With in their residential area with their many stores and schools. It was also where the center of town was and where the architectural icon of the village was.

A giant blue spiraling glass building that was in the shape of a spiraling vortex sprung high up in to the air. Being the largest structure in the village and the administration building of the village as well as it's most beautiful one it was the hub of attention of the village.

An it's size proved it. Being even bigger then the far off in the horizon on the other side of the village Fuuma clan's giant four pointed shuriken that served as the clan's symbol and monument. Which was even visible in the distance was dwarfed.

Though then again they were the only thing visible in the distance of the east section of the village where the other clans lived. Well except for the Tomoko clan that was samurai like and lived on the sides of the mountains. They were the farthest away clan but still with in the village's wall.

Arata jumped down with a flip to curve his momentum as he landed in front of the giant spiraling building and between a bunch of people who gave him adoring smiles or a bow before going about their day.

Passing by the guards of the building he entered the double glass doors with a nod to the men. Then walked in to the large first level of the building. It was covered with many paintings of the forefathers of the village. Those who helped build it from the assorted clans that had come together to make the village. Even paintings of what the once small Uzumaki only village looked like from a time long ago adorned the wall of course beside a much bigger painting of the village that was now.

After a walk down the hall he came to a giant emblem that was split. It was the Whirlpool crest and was split in two while in the center was a pair of guards who blocked the stair way behind them.

He approached them getting a nod as they moved aside to allow him entry to the stairway that lead to the next level and his destination.

Stepping in to the stair way he was not at all surprised as the crest behind him slid close and he turned to view one of Whirlpools hidden phenomenons.

Seconds passed and the staircase behind him disappeared to show that it was never actually there, just a high level genjutsu covering a steel spiral engraved wall.

Before long Arata felt like he was moving but stayed calm. As he waited for the room to open.

It did moments later, then he was to his next destination as he stepped out of the small room and was in a place he had been to on some occasions but not many.

In the room were seats which was where the most influential and powerful people of the Whirlpool village would sit. Well they were not all there as their seats were empty but the head of the village was there as he sat at a long 'U' shaped desk that was almost identical to the other smaller but still 'U' shaped desk inside of the room.

Only difference from the others that held symbols of the other clans was it held a red Whirlpool symbol in the center that was accompanied by a smaller whirlpool symbol surrounded by a four pointed shuriken, a white moon with sword underneath, and finally a segmented human shaped figure.

Those were the symbols of the Uzumaki, Fuuma, Tomoko and Ryoudoin clan. Which each was shown separate on the other desks.

"Glad you made it son" welcomed the man seeing his son come in to the bright room that was surrounded in light provided from the panoramic windows that surrounded the office.

"Yeah. . . I'm here." he replied back walking up to the man's desk and looking over his father's shoulder. To see out of the window down at the village.

'Everything looks so much smaller from up here' he thought wondering how high up he might be but knew he was on the top floor.

Arata turned his head quickly as he heard splashes of water and plumes of white smoke erupt from behind him.

He saw that his sensei Shuji had arrived alongside two other people he did not want to see. Ever.

"Good afternoon Uzumaki-sama" spoke Shuji as he bowed to his leader then nodded to his apprentice.

The other two beings who had entered the room spoke in unison as they had dressed, with their matching black hair tied in pony-tails, mesh armor that held up a large four pointed shuriken on their back covered in stars and matching black pants equipped with pouches with black sandals.

"Good day. Uzumaki-sama. Shuji-san. And baby Uzumaki" spoke the pair with matching smirks.

Arata looked at the two twins with distaste. He hated them, they were always making fun of him. And worse was since they were actual twins and acted alike they made fun of him double time.

"You're disgraces to your clan" muttered the boy trying to take a cheap shot at the pair but knew they were completely opposite of what he had said. Which only infuriated him all the more.

Ignoring his son's statement the village head spoke "Hello Shuji. Jiro and Hiro. Now let's get down to business. There is a mission request that has been made from one of the citizens of our nation"

The man stopped talking for a moment as he reached in to his desk drawer and pulled out a scroll then tossed it over to Shuji who caught it.

"Now normally we don't interact with the outside world but it is necessary in this case as it is very important. Due to security reasons I can only tell you this much. You guys will be the only ones going on this mission. There will be no back up and it is highly dangerous. You have all been chosen for your selected skills. I am sure you all will complete this mission." concluded the man seriously

Arata's heart dropped in to his stomach 'Oh shoot. It can't be that serious?!'

Shuji nodded at his leader as well did the twins who had gotten serious at the man's words.

"Your clan head has allowed me authority over you two, as in proceeding with the village's founding pact. So Jiro and Hiro I ask that you take orders for this mission from Shuji" spoke the man cautiously.

He was fully aware of his position in the village. The two nineteen year old men in front of him were in fact not under his command and he had no true authority over them. Yeah, he may be the official village leader but his authority only extended as far as him being able to police the village, deal in enforcing mutual laws of the village, taking and sorting out requests for the village to do missions and a bunch of other seemingly powerful responsibilities but none over the clans themselves.

As the clans having been recruited in to the village after some time and contrary to people's belief they had not always been apart of the village having only been brought to it by Arata the first, over five years after the village's founding.

An when they had been brought to the village, they of course made a pact to protect the country and village. Except it was never really decided how they efficiently would do so. Because at the time everyone just simply followed Arata the first's lead without question seeing his leadership as unquestionable and him a unifying entity.

Although now things were way different. The village leader was less powerful. The clans no longer were facing imminent threats at least not like before and the pact had never been remolded or changed upon.

Showing the holes that were in their system.

Summarily the village head was a sort of a figurehead, not being able to mobilize his men who belonged to their clan. Without consulting with the clan first. Which he of course always had to consult with the clan heads, hence why there were desks in his office for the clan heads themselves, this of course he had to do as the pay on missions he deliberated were large and consulting with the clan heads to loan out their kinsmen in to completing missions was too lucrative to pass up.

Of course the clans overall were financially balanced with them having skills they used to provide services but the pay for a mission was much higher for the clans and very necessary when it came to building trust.

As the village leader usually made sure more then one clansmen of a different clan was chosen for their skills and to benefit said clan instead of the village head just sending his own clansmen on the mission and keeping the profits.

This way of doing things did have their upside as it did build allot of mutual trust and provided the clans with more money as well as village from taxing missions and the village itself from completing dangerous missions for it's country's citizens. Yet it did show how divided as a village they truly were.

Jiro spoke with seriousness for him and his brother "Sir, I must ask. . . Um how much will this you know. . . benefit the Fuma clan?"

Arata the third, expected the young man in front of him to ask such a question and he did not hold it against him. As it was not a requirement to take on a mission and was totally voluntary. Plus it was not the first time he was ever questioned of the benefit a mission would provide.

"I went over the certain benefits with your head. He told me that he would inform you of such later on but I will say it benefits you. . . greatly"

The twins simultaneously nodded. "Alright then" they said in unison.

"Well I will leave this up to Shuji -who has been pre-informed- to lead and complete this mission. Also, sector fourteen is open for your departure. Better go quickly before the whirlpool reforms."

All nodded then each hurriedly left via there own traveling trick except Arata who had to stand beside Shuji who made the pair disappear in a vortex of water.

DAY LATER| AT SEA

The blue waves twinkled in the bright sunlight swaying a small ship smoothly in it's caress. Providing a journey that was almost enjoyable. Almost. . .

"Ha ha ha!" the two men laughed dually.

Arata glared at the pair as he sat at the bow of the ship. God, how he hated those two and their annoying unison.

"Shut up you twin sacks of crap!" he yelled at the still laughing duo.

Jiro presumably, continued laughing as his brother spoke " It's okay baby Uzumaki. You'll go threw puberty one day and become a man. But then again if that does not happen you could always change your name to Sarata. . . Marry a nice blind man and live happily ever after!"

Arata was fuming. . . This whole trip had started out all wrong. First the twin Fuuma brothers were there. Second they kept making fun of him so called not being a man.

'Pee off the side of a damn boat! And everyone takes a good dang look!' the boy thought still all but frothing at the mouth at the insult to his lack there of certain hair.

"I mean I knew babies were smooth but not that smooth HA HAH HA" laughed the man falling in to fits of laughter with his brother.

The young Uzumaki looked up and over his shoulder to the mast of the ship. He could see his sensei all the way up the mast sticking to it by chakra and enjoying the breeze of the sea. For once he had wished he had a sensei that was not so care-free and would possibly. . . murder those who annoyed him.

Yup, that would never happen.

Glaring back over to his two tormenters he yelled out loud "I won't stand for your mocking me! Prepare for a duel!"

At the sound of duel all heads looked to the young Uzuamki and the laughing ceased. As smirks appeared on the Fuuma twin's faces and a frown on Shuji's.

"Alright little girl I'll fight ya. Ha ha ha watch this Jiro." proclaimed Hiro as he stood confidently in front of a stone still Arata.

Arata stayed still as he looked menacingly in to the brown eyes of his opponent.

Hiro smirked at his challenger. He could not hope for a much better of a opponent. Only for two reasons. Those being he was sure Arata would be a tough opponent and secondly he was getting bored, picking on people was fun but after a while tiring.

"Do not. Use. ninjutsu" warned Shuji from above the three.

The young Uzumaki's head dropped at the words. He was soon rethinking his challenge if his arsenal was going to be so hampered when going against a sure taijutsu and weapons expert. As was common from the Fuuma clan. But then again they were known for their ninjutsu too.

"What looking to see if your balls finally dropped?" taunted Hiro with a smirk seeing the boy's head looking down.

Arata quickly looked back up an glared at the man with intensity then let loose a flow of killing intent.

Shuji from above felt the intensity of the killing intent and nodded a bit in appreciation. Yes, his student had grown in such a little bit of time. Two years of training had done a wonder to the tough kid and made him more of a warrior. . . Well at least in skill not personality.

Hiro felt the sudden intent and was a bit shook by it. He did not know the boy had such a deathly way about him. Not even his own will to kill someone was able to be felt at this level.

Grabbing the giant shuriken from his back the man swung it with ease as he threw it towards the standing boy.

The fast moving projectile hit Arata and went threw him as the boy went up in dissolving splash of water to show he was but a clone.

Hiro turned his head as he kept a arm outstretched to grab on to the returning shuriken that was like a boomerang. His eyes scanned around for the young boy. He even ignored how the water clone was a ninjutsu to keep the battle going.

Seconds passed of Hiro scanning around to figure out where the boy had gone before he begin to think maybe the boy had taken to the sea.

Walking close to the bow of the ship he immediately jumped as he heard even over the waves of the sea a drop of water on the wooden deck of the ship.

As his body turned he saw what he had once missed. Arata was playing dirty having used another ninjutsu and had submersed himself inside of the water puddle provided by his destroyed water clone.

Having dodged the leg sweep from the red head he struck out with a leg himself trying to kick the boy in the head.

The kick was blocked as the boy caught his heel then flipped both of them.

Hiro on his stomach growled as he struck out with the giant shuriken in his hand, aiming to shallowly cut the boy across the chest.

The large weapon made Arata lean backwards then back-flip away to safety, that only lasted for a second as the large weapon was thrown speedily towards him and he dodged with a jump but soon after quickly went for a split as he heard the faint hum of the blade as it cut threw air and returned in it's boomerang fashion back to Hiro.

"A substitution combined with a clone then complimented with the hiding in water technique. Baby Uzumaki tell me when did you get this good?" asked the man as he waved his giant weapon around by the hole in it's center.

Arata rolled his eyes "When there are pieces of crap like you in the world. One has to get better. You know to flush you all away"

Hiro snorted "Really a potty joke? You just keep earning your title. Eh, Baby Uzumaki"

"What ever let's get serious" roared the boy as he charged fast at the man. Reaching him in a blur of speed making the man dodge a punch that surely would have hurt like nothing he had ever felt, if the trail of blue chakra coming from the boy's fist was anything to go on.

Trying to take advantage of the younger boy's back from having missed hitting him. Hiro went to strike with his trusty weapon.

They would be shallow cuts but painful.

Yet, he did not get the chance as he heard the deck of the ship cracking and against his instincts looked down.

What he saw was the deck's boards being torn up as Arata pivoted on his heel and ran his other foot threw the deck with ferocity.

Hiro looked back up and braced with his large shuriken in front of him at what was coming.

Arata's leg came up with momentum and force provided from his body turning. He aimed with his chakra enforced leg to Hiro's mid-section. Not caring as he saw the giant shuriken user had braced with said flat side of shuriken out in front of him to stop his kick.

His leg connected with such force that the giant Fuma shuriken cracked under the pressure and Hiro was sent back flying off the boat.

Arata smirked as he sent the man overboard.

His smirk did not last as he saw the man though dripping wet jump back on board the boat with a limp arm and a serious glare.

"Stop" were Shuji's cold words.

Hiro immediately spoke "I'm fine. It's just dislocated from the impact" he said looking to his arm then up to Shuji who was still up high overhead then to Arata.

"No. I have let this go on long enough. You three stop your bickering. Jiro help Hiro with his arm and Arata. Go rest now" the man commanded.

Arata hung his head in annoyance but not rebellion as he made his way down to the hull of the ship.

"Kid has one hell of a kick" commented Jiro as he helped his brother sit to prepare to pop the dislocated arm back in place.

"That he does." replied Hiro coldly.

"Ah don't tell me you underestimated the kid and didn't see this coming?" chided Jiro yanking his brother's arm back in to place.

Hiro hissed at the jolting pain but replied "No it is not that it is I wonder how he is getting so much strength from so sluggishly applying chakra to his limbs."

"That's easy" supplied Shuji as he jumped down to the deck of the ship mostly to assess the damage done to it.

"You don't need to fine tune chakra to your muscles to get allot of strength. Though if one did do that -if it is even possible- one could store up chakra in their limbs and then suddenly release it, no doubt at all that person could potentially create fissures in the ground. But that was not and is not what Arata does. Nope he simply augments his power like a few before him with chakra. Simply allot of chakra that becomes as hard or fluent as he wants. . . Kinda like his water nature"

"There must be more to it then that! At least excellent chakra control, if you would have said that I would've believed that" snorted Hiro

"Well of course there is. It just takes allot of constantly flowing more then normal chakra to be more stronger. The 'hard' part does not lie in chakra control but in output. Augmenting strength drains the chakra reserves substantially. While also taxing the body's muscles"

Hiro shrugged wincing a bit at his still sore arm being moved. "So the kid has a large chakra pool? Tch that's not going to help him next time. I'll just tire him out"

Jiro shook his head at his brother planning his revenge on a thirteen year old boy and not seeing a big flaw in his plan. "Hiro. The kid has a zanpakuto. He has a second source of chakra and definitely allot more power right Shuji-san?"

Shuji shrugged not one to give tips about half obvious things. Or was it not to give secrets out about the zanpakuto. He couldn't remember and did not care to.

"We will be hitting landfall by afternoon. I suggest everyone rests up but Jiro your on first watch."