What.
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I froze.
No way, he can't be…
…well, that would explain the higher pitched voice and soft looking hair.
I turned my head back and took another glance at the red-headed child snoring on my back.
Sure enough, his- her body had the tell-tale signs of the early stages of puberty, not as noticeable as they would be when older, but present nonetheless.
And at her age it'd be understandable to lack some of the clearer… differences between sexes. Plus, androgynous characters already existed here, as Haku and Ryuzetsu would attest to.
"Huh," I said, feeling more than a little embarrassed. "I could've sworn that she was a boy."
Konan stared at me for a moment, her expression unreadable.
Then, a smile broke out on her face, and she let out a quiet laugh.
"Oh my god, you're serious," she said between giggles, her eyes twinkling with amusement.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm an idiot," I replied, unable to resist the urge to roll my eyes.
"Aww, I didn't mean to make you feel bad, Tadashi. It's okay, not everyone can tell the difference," she said, giving me a playful pat while trying to suppress her laughter. "Besides, it's an honest mistake. Nagato's appearance looks to be somewhat ambiguous. The name being so as well helped I'd imagine."
"Thanks for telling me, but still, I feel like an idiot," I grumbled. "How did I not notice that?"
"Don't worry, I won't hold it against you for too long," she reassured me lightly, before shifting her gaze to Nagato, "Nagato on the other hand, you better hope she hasn't noticed or has a sense of humor. Otherwise, you may be in trouble."
"I'll keep that in mind." I said, smiling despite myself, "Now, shall we get out of the rain?"
"I suppose you've had enough sight seeing already, huh?" she questioned, throwing my words from earlier back at me.
"Hey, we've been wandering for a while now and we've seen our fair share of sights, so yes."
She laughed again, her laughter reminding me of a bell. It was nice, and a welcome change from the violence that was everywhere else. "Very well, I'll show you the way."
"Great. Let's go then."
And with that, we made our way towards the safe house.
I followed Konan with Chibi trotting along beside us, trying to shake off my embarrassment and focus on the path ahead. Nagato, who I now knew was a girl, still slept peacefully on my back, completely unaware of our conversation. I couldn't help but wonder if she knew that I had been mistakenly referring to her as a boy all this time but said nothing to avoid making me look dumb.
But I did hope that she actually didn't know, considering that I haven't really referred to her by anything really. And though she was a more reserved person, female Uzumakis tended to be quite hot blooded and I'd rather not have that trigger the Rinnegan in response.
And besides the embarrassment, my mind was still reeling from the realization of such a change. It seemed a minor detail in the grand scheme of things but the fact that Nagato's gender wasn't what it was in canon carried some implications. Gender did play a role in how people developed, and though I doubt that it'd be enough of a change to stop Pain from emerging if things had progressed without me, it would impact these early years of the trio's life and their dynamic.
And besides Nagato, it made me question everything I thought I knew about the world around me. Was there anything else changed? Be it gender, motivations, circumstances, or even existing at all? Well, there's not much I could do about that right now other than to deal with what's in front of me.
As we walked through the rain-soaked streets of Amegakure, I couldn't help but notice the destruction and despair that surrounded us. The village had clearly seen better days, and the ongoing Second Shinobi War had taken its toll on the people living here. It was a stark reminder of the harsh reality of this world.
And as rain continued to pour, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. While I had found unexpected allies in Konan and Nagato, I couldn't forget the larger world I had been thrust into. The Second Shinobi War was raging on with the utter monsters battling in it and the influence of powerful monsters like Madara and eventually Obito looming in the background.
Despite my reservations, I knew that my best chance of survival and making impact in this world that avoided Infinite Tsukuyomi was to stick with the people who would also be fighting to change the world, only in a less world ending manner, the Akatsuki before its corruption.
After what seemed like a while, an half hour at most, Konan finally stopped in front of a nondescript building. It was a simple structure, a cave much like the one Nagato and I were at previously but one much better suited for actual living. There was nothing special about it, which was probably the point. Better for a bunch of orphans known for stealing food to store it somewhere far from the market.
"We're here," she said, turning to face me. "This is the safe house that my friend and I are using."
"Good, I was wondering how much longer we were going to walk," I said, only partially joking. My feet were getting sore, and my shoulders were starting to tire from carrying Nagato for so long.
"Come on, let's get inside and out of the rain," Konan said, gesturing for me to follow her.
Just as we arrived however, Nagato began to stir from her slumber. A gentle yawn escaped her lips as she glanced around,"Where are we?" she mumbled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"You fell asleep during our walk," I explained.
"Oh, sorry about that," she said, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. Only to deepen in color once she realized her position, "Um, Tadashi? You can set me down now," she mumbled, her voice still heavy with drowsiness.
"Of course," I replied, gently setting her down on her feet. "Anyway, I've got some good news to share."
"What's the good news?" Nagato tilted her head to the side, a confused expression on her face. "I've only been asleep for a bit."
"A lot can change in just a bit I'll have you know, like that I got us a place. Well, an invitation at least. As this lovely young woman," I said, gesturing towards Konan, "has invited us to stay here for a while."
"It's nice to meet you, Nagato. This lovely young woman's name is Konan," the blue-haired girl introduced herself with a smile and a faint red on her cheeks.
"Hi," Nagato said shyly, giving a small wave. "I'm Nagato. But you already knew that. And Chibi, of course."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Nagato." Konan replied, a warm smile on her face.
I couldn't help but grin at the two of them, a feeling of warmth spreading through my chest. It felt nice to see the two of them getting along, the start of a life long friendship and it gave me hope for the future.
"Well, are we going in or not?" I asked, breaking the moment. Since it wouldn't do for us to be out in the rain any longer than necessary.
"Of course," Konan said, stepping aside and gesturing towards the entrance. "Right this way."
Konan guided us through the hole, and immediately we were greeted by the only other occupant of this place.
Yahiko.
It was a bit jarring to see what would be the corpse puppeted as the Deva Path, without the eyes or piercings and so young as well.
His orange hair was short and spiky, and his brown eyes were bright and full of life. He was wearing a simple white shirt and blue shorts, and he looked like any other kid.
And he was just going over the crates stored away before noticing us.
"Konan, who are these three?" Yahiko questioned, his eyes assessing us quickly but thoroughly.
"Sorry, Yahiko," Konan said, a sudden meekness coming about, "I found them on the streets. They seemed to have a strong bond despite being strangers to each other not long ago. I thought they might make good additions to our little group."
Yahiko eyed the three of us – Nagato, Chibi and myself – before his gaze finally settled on Chibi. "You even picked up a dog?"
Before any of us could reply, he sighed and asked, "What's your name?"
"Chibi," came Nagato's sleepy response, causing Yahiko to frown in confusion.
"You're small, but that's a strange name for a person," he commented.
"No, I meant the dog," she clarified, pointing at Chibi, who was wagging her tail happily at the attention.
Understanding dawned on Yahiko's face before I stepped in to further clarify. "What she means is that the dog is called Chibi. She's Nagato Uzumaki." I gestured towards Nagato, then to myself. "And I'm Tadashi. Just Tadashi. I haven't settled on a last name yet."
"Well, the same would go for Konan and I too. I'm just Yahiko." Yahiko nodded, now having a clearer understanding of who we were.
"So, you going to let us stay or not?" I asked bluntly, crossing my arms.
Yahiko regarded us for a moment before nodding. "If Konan trusts you, then I'll give you a chance. Besides, I guess we can always use more help around here."
I grinned and offered him my hand. "I look forward to working with you, Yahiko."
Yahiko clasped my hand in his own, his grip firm and steady.
"Same here, Tadashi."
"Wow! There's so much food here!" Nagato said in glee as she looked at the crates filled with food, now wide awake.
"If you're going to stay with us, then you're going to have to help find provisions, small fry." Yahiko chastised.
Nagato blinked, her expression turning sheepish.
"Oh. Well, we have some rations that Tadashi got from some shinobi." she pointed out.
"They taste like shit but if shinobi are meant to survive off this, then I think it'll work for a bunch of street kids." I added as I emptied my pockets of the stuff.
"Hmm," Yahiko hummed as he looked over my ration bars and took one of them, sniffing it cautiously. Then he took a bite, his expression immediately blanching in disgust.
"You were right, these are horrible. But they'll do. Thank you, Tadashi," Yahiko said, placing the rest of the bars into one of the crates. "This should last a few weeks if we ration it well. And since this won't expire, it'll be perfect for emergency food."
He looked back to Nagato, "Well, you two are off to a good start already, but still, we'll need to find more supplies than that."
"Supplies?" she asked, "How?"
"We steal 'em." he simply stated
"Stealing? But isn't that wrong?"
"You don't think that I got those rations from shinobi by asking nicely did you? Or the uniform." I reminded her.
Nagato was quiet for a moment, her expression thoughtful. "I'm just saying that it's necessary," I shrugged. "I don't like it either, but if we want to survive, we need to do what we have to do."
Yahiko nodded at me before turning back to Nagato, "Exactly! You can't keep holding on to thinking like that! These are hard times and we gotta fend for ourselves by any means necessary. Naive ideals and morals like that aren't enough to get us by."
Her morals were mostly a remnant of her old life, of values her parents likely instilled as they raised her. But despite her short time as an orphan, they were quickly proven false. Most evident and recently by the old bastard that couldn't spare a single piece of bread from the plenty he had to spare, "No, they won't."
"We'll do whatever it takes to live, even if that means to steal. Got it?" Yahiko pressed.
She sighed and nodded. "Okay. I understand." Though she seemed less upset at the logic but at the fact that it was needed in the first place.
"Good" Yahiko grinned and pat her on the shoulder. "Now, why don't we eat some food?"
"That sounds good." Nagato smiled slightly, her mood improving already. Probably helped that it'd be something edible with actual taste.
The rest of the evening was spent with Yahiko and Konan showing us around the safe house and explaining how things worked. It was pretty standard stuff, just the usual rules and such that common sense would tell you. The place was modest, as much as you could call a cave, but it was clear that every item and space was treated with care and respect, born out of necessity and survival.
We didn't talk about anything serious, instead just enjoying each other's company. And though things were tense due to the uncertainty of our futures, it was nice.
With it now being dark, both in terms of the clouds and the sky, the conversation had gradually wound down. We found themselves sitting in a comfortable silence, each lost in their thoughts about the uncertain future that lay ahead.
As the comfortable silence lingered, Yahiko stirred, breaking the momentary peace. He glanced around at the group, his eyes reflecting a mix of contemplation and resolve. It was clear that he had something on his mind.
"...say, as a fellow redhead, have you gotten any trouble from the shinobi?" Yahiko asked, breaking the silence with a question that seemed to have been lingering in his mind for a while now.
"No? Why would we?"I said, tilting my head slightly.
Nagato was just as confused as she shook her head.
"Well, not someone with Nagato's shade of red, I mean more towards ours," he clarified, running a hand through his gingery orange locks.
"Ah, us orange-heads. Still, no." Yes, orange was a shade of red, but it was still too distinct for me to really get lumping it in with redheads. But I digress. "I can't say that I have" Because to imply otherwise was an insult to my strength that such weaklings could.
"Despite wearing a Konoha shinobi uniform stained in blood? And with an amount of rations that no civilian should be able to get from shinobi without stealing." Yahiko continued to prod.
"...you'd be surprised with how many things people are willing to brush off to avoid trouble."
Yahiko looked at me with lidded eyes, very much not buying my not so serious attempts at dodging his question. He just got to the point about his questioning,, "A while ago, there was this monster looking fellow that went on a rampage, killing anybody that tried to fight it. Apparently, Hanzo really wants that thing found and brought to him. There's a rather hefty reward for information on him, food and money."
Hanzo the Salamander.
The current leader of Amegakure, the Hidden Rain Village.
A man who could fight against three Kage-level shinobi at once, the Legendary Sannin in their prime, and spare them.
A shinobi of his calibur nows and wants me dead.
Let him come! And I'll prove how worthless a salamander is compared to a beast of rage such as us!
No, because he already made light work of the toad, snake, and slug. But eventually...
"And why are you telling me this? If you wanted to report me, it'd be rather easy to do so without telling me."
"It's because we'll be taking a massive risk taking you in. Moreso than simply just taking in a pair of strangers. Konan's smart and she knows that, yet she took you and Nagato in regardless. So I'll trust her judgment regarding you. And besides, I hate Hanzo so I'm not too eager to help him out anyway."
"Well, I promise that you won't regret it. Besides, I'm surprisingly strong without turning into a monster, I imagine that'll come in handy for the times you guys get caught and beaten on."
"So what was that all about anyway? Are you a shinobi of some kind? Clearly foreign since Hanzo doesn't have much on you besides your basic appearance." Yahiko continued, not letting the conversation get too far away from his point.
I paused for a moment, contemplating how to best answer his question. There were many things that I could say, but I figured that it'd important for me to be somewhat honest with them.
"Nope, I don't belong to any village. To be honest, I just woke up here, found myself in the middle of a war zone; paniced and then transformed. You probably know the rest from rumor."
"And you were just a wandering traveler before that? No way, you did all of that without knowing any shinobi arts?! Not even a single ninjutsu?!" Yahiko exclaimed in incredulity, though I could hear some excitement in there as well. Nagato and Conan joined him in their stares, both equally shocked by my revelation.
I couldn't help but chuckle, of course even a jaded orphan on the streets would get excited at the prospect of cool ninjutsu. I could even say that it remained me of Naruto at his age, which wouldn't be wrong to consider since he was a Naruto expy, much like how Nawaki and Obito were.
"Yep, just a wanderer. And nope to any ninjutsu," I replied, popping both p's. "That was all fisticuffs."
"Fisticuffs?"
"Fighting with my hands and feet," I clarified.
Yahiko stared at me in silence, stunned at what I was telling him.
"How did you manage to do that? You were alone, unarmed and not even a shinobi! How is that possible?"
"Kekkei Genkai are a pathway to many abilities, some would consider unnatural. Mine, in this instance, would be granting me access to abilities that are legendary in power yet near impossible for most to achieve. Even monks who dedicate their lives to obtaining this power are not always successful either. The most famous of them being the Sage of the Six Paths himself."
"Are you saying you're the Sage of the Six Paths or something?"
I laughed. "No, nothing like that. But the powers I wield are related to his, if you can call a puppy like Chibi an Inuzuka. "
"Wow, so you have a kekkei genkai. That's pretty cool," Yahiko commented, clearly impressed. "What is it?"
"Senjutsu."
All three of them stared at me wide eyed, and Yahiko's interest was the most piqued of the three. He leaned in, eager to learn more. "Senjutsu? What's that supposed to be, Tadashi?"
"It's a form of ninjutsu that draws power from nature. By connecting with the natural world, a senjutsu user can access immense amounts of power, and use it to do things like create illusions or transform their body," I explained.
I took a moment, considering how to explain this complex concept to someone unfamiliar with chakra beyond what the average person might know. "Senjutsu is a rare and ancient art, a form of ninjutsu that draws power from nature. By connecting with the natural world, a senjutsu user can access immense amounts of power and be granted incredible abilities, but it's not something that can be easily acquired."
"That sounds amazing," Nagato commented.
"Yeah, it does," Yahiko agreed, his eyes still focused on me.
"It's closely tied to nature itself, and its mastery requires a deep connection with the world around us. Typically, this is achieved by one who has a summoning contract, as the summoning creatures, such as the toads and snakes, are masters of natural energy, likely due to them being animals and thus more in tune with nature than humans are. They would guide their summoners through the process of harnessing and mastering Senjutsu, however even then the summoner is not always successful. As is the case for such power, a great gain carries a great risk, and failure to properly control nature energy would result in you turning into a stone version of the animal you signed with. Not to mention that a prerequisite would be large chakra reserves, as not enough chakra would mean that you couldn't absorb enough natural energy to use it effectively."
I couldn't help but smirk at the awe-struck look on their faces. It felt good to be able to impress people. "The reason why I said it's a pathway is that, unlike the typical chakra that shinobi and others use, nature energy is the purest form. It is a universal life force that connects everything, and by learning how to harness it, one can access tremendous power."
Yahiko's eyes widened with awe. "So, you're saying you can tap into the energy of the world? What kind of abilities does it grant you?"
I nodded, my expression more serious now. "Yes, exactly. When I use Senjutsu, my senses become heightened, allowing me to sense the movements of living creatures, even from a great distance. It also enhances my physical abilities, making me much faster and stronger." As I spoke, I focused inward, drawing upon my Curse Seal and tapping into the natural energy around us. My body responded to the influx of energy, a subtle yet noticeable transformation taking place.
As I concentrated, the air around me seemed to thrum with power. My eyes began to glow faintly, and I could feel my senses heightening. The sounds of the rain outside became crystal clear, each drop creating a symphony of nature's music. I could sense the life around me, from the smallest insect in the earth beneath us to the birds taking shelter from the rain.
Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan watched, their eyes widening as they observed the transformation. "This form you see is safe and stable as I have it fully under control," I continued, gesturing to my altered appearance. Rather than the fully monstrous form that Jugo would take, my current form was more reserved in its changes akin to the Sound Four, the darkened skin, wild hair growth, and the pale yellow iris with the sclera turned black but without the bone or horn extrusions. "It's a stage I'd like to call Stage One. If I push too far, however, into what I call Stage Two, I risk turning into that 'monster' you mentioned earlier. Fully controlling that is still a work in progress."
"A monster? So that's how you're that huge monster who fought off a whole platoon of shinobi!" Yahiko exclaimed, eyes wide.
"What happens when you turn into one? You already mentioned the benefits that Stage One gave you, what does Stage Two do?" Nagato asked, curiosity laced with a hint of concern.
I let out a controlled breath, allowing the energy to recede, my skin returning to normal. "I become uncontrollable, like a force of nature. My power skyrockets, but I lose my sense of self, and I attack anything in my path. It's why I've been careful not to use it around others. But I promise, I'll do my best to control it."
"Speaking of monsters, would Hanzo have such power? He does summon the Black Salamander after all." Conan asked, a question that sent Yahiko into a bit of a shock and sent a chill down my spine.
…that was an interesting question.
As canon would suggest, that answer would very likely be a no. The salamander he had wasn't from a summoning clan but rather just a single yet powerful summon Hanzo had a contract with. And powerful a boss summon may be, but not even Gamabunta or Manda had access to Senjutsu despite their Elders possessing it, so I doubt that a lone salamander would.
Besides, Hanzo struck me as the type to be unwilling to take the risks involved in trying to achieve Senjutsu, with how his paranoia played a role in his reign even before he started losing himself to it. Which is good because if the man had Sage Mode, then it'd be terrifying that he fought all three of the Sannin and didn't deem them worthy of needing Senjutsu to deal with.
"Likely not. Otherwise he'd be known as Hanzo the Salamander Sage, rather than just the Salamander. Besides, it's the animals from a summoning clan that are the ones versed in Senjutsu, rather than a lone animal."
Yahiko, Nagato and Konan let out a sigh of relief.
I couldn't blame them for being concerned about the possibility of having a powerful figure such as Hanzo being capable of using Senjutsu, especially since there were rumors about his power and abilities already. But now that they knew the truth, they could rest a little easier, knowing that he wasn't as dangerous as they had feared. though that didn't mean that the man wasn't still dangerous as hell and very much out of our league.
"Is it possible to learn Senjutsu without a summoning contract? That's not something I have." Yahiko questioned.
Hmm, should I bring up the idea of trying to get yourself reverse summoned? That was a rather common fanfiction trope, and the only thing I have to go off of since there's no other method of finding a summoning contract besides lucking into meeting someone who'd give you one or finding it. And reverse summoning yourself into an unknown creature's den was just asking for trouble. And the only contract that I could think of that'd be free would be that of a chameleon that became a castle, and unless it worked like Law's devil fruit, I doubt that it could help in mastering Senjutsu. Best to check with Jiraiya regarding that with him being the actual expert.
"...possibly. Likely that there are some monks who have mastered it, but they aren't the type to brag about such abilities, either out of humbleness or to avoid becoming a target of those who'd fear such power. But the most notable non-monk that comes to mind would very likely be," And at that I paused, deciding to draw upon my Curse Seal as I expanded my burgeoning sensory abilities. The farthest I could go was a mile wide and about half that underneath, "Hashirama Senju, the First Hokage."
"Wait!? The First Hokage!? Doesn't that guy have the Wood Release, what reason would he have for trying something so dangerous when he was practically a god already with it?" Yahiko asked in disbelief.
That, I'd very much imagine, wasn't something that many people outside of Tobirama, Mito, Madara, Hiruzen, and perhaps his children and Tsunade knew. But having an idea behind the nature of Senjutsu, it wouldn't be too much of a stretch for one to come to the conclusion that Hashirama likely had it considering what I'll explain to Yahiko.
"I'd wager that due to trees being an integral part of nature, he was able to commune with it far better than an average person could. As such, he would be able to harness the energy of Senjutsu to greatly enhance his power. As for why he'd pursue such a thing? The time of the Warring States Period is much different from our time, where wars went on all the time but on a much smaller scale, compared to the wars that went on every couple of years on a large scale. The shinobi who survived would be much more prone to focus on gaining power to survive, and even Hashirama, as supposedly kind hearted as he was, would follow along in this mindset. Strength was absolute, strength still is."
And that was true, even in the civilized and modern time I had lived in, power was an important factor, be it personal or societal. There was no room for weakness.
"Now, while it's likely that others may have come to this conclusion, it is not something that has ever been confirmed. So you never heard it from me and you'll never mention a detail of it to a Konoha shinobi-"
"I get the idea behind it. Secrets are the same no matter what level they might be on, be it the street or state one. And yours are safe with me." Yahiko reassured me with the utmost seriousness, though the childlike wonder did return as he mused back on what I said before that warning, "Still with the Wood Release, I'd imagine that he'd find it much easier to connect with nature," Yahiko commented, a thoughtful expression on his face. "But it sounds like a dangerous path to walk."
"It is," I replied. "It's a path that can't be taken lightly. But it can grant incredible power and knowledge, and it's the path I've been set on. I intend to master Senjutsu, and to use it to protect the people I care about."
"That's a very noble goal, Tadashi," Konan commented. "I hope you're able to fulfill it."
"Me too," Nagato added, a warm smile on her face.
Yahiko was silent for a moment, considering my words. "I want to master it as well. Not just to protect the people I care about, but to help everyone. I want to change the world for the better, to become a god, and I think Senjutsu might just be the way to do that."
Yahiko wanted to become a god. It was an ideal of his that he held so strongly that when Nagato would take over as leader of the Akatsuki, he had the Deva Path take his body for the role of a god to fulfill it. So bringing up Hashirama, the God of Shinobi and most powerful shinobi in history, would firmly impress upon Yahiko the power and potential that Senjutsu had to offer.
After all, Senjutsu was one of the pinnacles that one could achieve without a Dojutsu or a Kekkei Genkai. A power that even allowed one to harm those who possess abilities of the Six Paths. And with Yahiko being a mere man, with lofty goals but still an average man, seeking the strength of a god and peace for the world, he'd need all that he could get to reach such a thing.
Now, were there alternatives? Sure, but the Gates are a significant investment that also carry significant risk (while also being knowledge that I lack the ability to even teach). And while I could just steal a dojutsu for him, it couldn't be the Byakugan or Sharingan as maintaining Jiraiya as an ally would forbid such an aggressive act against Konoha. Attempting to reach the Chinoke clan, who were thought to be wiped out, would be difficult in trying to find them and then fight the last bugger there considering the level of Genjutsu that gave an Adult Sasuke trouble. Rinnegan was just a no because if Obito with Hashirama Cells could only use one, Yahiko certainly couldn't now or even ever.
So. if I could help him survive what was to come, and to lead Amegakure into a better tomorrow, then what else is a god but a master of the world he resides in?
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So, it's been a bit but I finally managed to get this out. Tbh, it's been on the back burner for a bit but with finals around the corner I needed something to get my mind away from that for a little while so I finally got to finishing it.
Now, this chapter was setting up the relationship of the Ame trio plus Tadashi, plus a potential path of power for Yahiko to go down on later on.
Now, I'm sure some of you may be curious as to why I'm having Tadashi pitch Senjutsu to Yahiko, but he did explain his reasoning in the story. Basically, bro needs something to get him into the big leagues that is the S Rank. So on one hand I could have Yahiko find a summon and get gud through that, I also had an idea of having him become a an elemental sage of Water. or a Rain sage if you would.
Next chapter is mostly mapped out, as it'll be a bit of a training arc. The Ame trio learning some basic chakra control and putting their enhanced selves to the test through some thievery (not overtly so ofc, can't get the shinobi sent to deal with you after all), all in preparation to go off and find the Sannin. Because considering how they almost died the first time around, Tadashi isn't going to let them wander around a battlefield as essentially civilians.
(did some finishing touches while on a rush, so I'll come back to fix some issues and make edits in a bit. It's been a while since I've been in the head space for this so Tadashi might be a bit off from the last chap)
now I hope you guys liked it and leave me your thoughts.
