One last day of traveling remained for Naruto and Jiraiya. It was just the one for Tsunade and Shizune though. By the time they saw the gates of the Leaf Village, it was barely noon. The boy wanted to see his favorite sensei while the new Hokage wanted to attend to her duties, really handing them to her assistant, as soon as possible, so they went first thing in the morning after breakfast. None were too hurt the day of the deadlock for traveling, which gave them a leg up.

Izumo's eyes widened as they were in viewing distance. "Lady Tsunade?!" He flickered to Kotetsu, grabbed the back of his head, and forced him to bow alongside him.

"What's the big idea?!"

"It's Lady Tsunade, you idiot!"

"You're both dumbasses," Naruto said, not even bothering to look at them.

Tsunade raised a hand in greeting. "Thank you for your service!"

"I'm proud of you, Lady Tsunade," Shizune said with a smile.

Naruto scoffed, drawing her ire. "Gonna compliment her for every little 'good' thing she does?" He shot her glare one of his own.

"What is with you two?" Jiraiya asked. "I mean, you barely know each other.

Shizune looked away with a huff. "I know enough."

"Naruto has a point." Tsunade glanced at her assistant. "I shouldn't be praised for what I'm supposed to do."

Her eyes met the ones belonging to the same proud woman that taught her so many years ago. "...Lady Tsunade." Jiraiya and Naruto raising a curious eyebrow at her tone of voice and sharing a look made her twitch. "It's not like that, you perverts!"

The boy clucked his tongue. "Call it whatever you want to." He turned to the direction of the Mitarashi residence. "I've got someone I need to meet."

Jiraiya clucked his own when he took off. "One could easily the same about what you have with that 'someone.' Kakashi isn't gonna be happy when he wakes up."

"Why?" Tsunade asked.

"He's been sleeping in the same bed as Anko."

Her eyes widened. He told her how Orochimaru's favorite student came back with a treasure trove of information over the week Naruto spent training. She thought it a bit odd for her to be defending him from her former sensei but didn't think their relationship was anything inappropriate. "Wait, they've been having sex?!"

"No, just sleeping next to each other."

"Oh… That's actually sweet."

Jiraiya held back a laugh. "I forgot to tell you that Anko wears nothing but a skirt, fishnets, and a coat." He grinned as the gears in his old teammate's head began turning. "When she goes to sleep, she's wearing just the fishnets and skirt." He narrowly dodged a slap from her.

"And you let him?!"

He raised a hand to rub the back of his head. "I know how it sounds, but you have to see it to believe it: the kid's like her baby boy. Kinda makes the flirting they do a bit weird though. She didn't take the news that he was going with me well." A frown formed from his lips. "And I don't think she's going to take news of him running into Orochimaru again well either."

It was the truth, but there wasn't anything she could do about it.

Naruto, for the first time in quite some time, thought he was an awful person. For nearly the entire trip, he didn't think of Anko. His training took priority, but it still made him feel bad. He left her alone in a den of vipers, the kind she couldn't summon and hopefully didn't like. The Nine-Tails kept him company while she came back to her empty home every night. Actually enjoying the trip to a great degree made him feel even worse.

He dropped into her backyard, slid open the door, and walked inside. "Anko-sensei?!" Shaking his head, he nearly slapped himself. "Of course she isn't here: it's daylight." He looked down at his more than dirty clothes. "And I haven't showered in almost two weeks."

"I really don't understand why you all do that."

"Not all of us are comfortable licking ourselves." He unzipped his vest and slipped it off his shoulders.

"Disgusting. I have never once done such a thing."

Grimacing, he tugged his arms inside his fishnets and shirt before pushing them off him. "That's even worse!"

"I am a being composed entirely of chakra: I do not get dirty."

"Explain that to me." He unhooked his pouches and pushed down his shorts, boxers included. "Just what are you Tailed Beasts?" He gathered the clothing up into a ball and began walking to the washer/dryer machine in the yard. "How are you related to each other?"

"Suppose there's no harm in telling you. Chances are no one will believe you anyway. The nine of us were once a single being."

He tilted his head, threw in his clothes, and followed it up with his forehead protector. "How'd you split?"

"The Old Sage."

"And why did he do that?" He threw a small pack of soap from a nearby basket in and slammed the door shut before activating the machine.

"We were a mindless, destructive super-being that may have created this world on accident. As one, we were sealed into the Sage for a time, but he didn't want nor need our combined power, so he attempted to split what we were into as many pieces as possible."

Walking to the bathroom, he clucked his tongue. "I thought he could do anything."

"You try splitting a being you only prevailed over because it was a mindless cataclysm!" It growled for a moment before falling silent. "Anyway, what we were was separated into nine uneven pieces. He wanted to keep going until he noticed the nine halves of chakra were drawn to each other."

"So he turned them into you guys." He slipped into the shower and turned the hot water knob.

"We were made distinct in appearance, abilities, and personality to the point we were numbered by tail so we would never be drawn to each other again. Needless to say, it worked."

"Why not turn you into people?"

"Have you seen how your kind handles power?"

"Good point." He let the warm water wash away the built-up grime and sweat on his body. "...Wait a minute." He raised a hand to his chin. "You called the One-Tail Shukaku; do you have a name?"

"Yes."

"What is it?"

"I'm not telling you."

"Why not?" He frowned. "You know literally everything about me."

"Only when I'm absolutely certain you're on the path to achieve our objectives."

"The fuck are you talking about?"

"We are no closer to finding the man with the Sharingan, and you are still in this wretched village. I can understand the former, but the latter makes me doubt you. Both of us could've been freed of these gnats after that fight with the snake and his bony pet: the old man and the women would have more than a hard time stopping you."

Scowling, he scoffed. "And where we would go? Where would we gather our intel on people with rip-off Rinnegan when they all lived here?" His eyes narrowed. "Go on. Tell me, if you're so smart."

"So long as you are in the influence of those who say they care, you will doubt yourself. That doubt will tempt you from the path you've chosen."

"My mind is made up."

"For now. The man with the Sharingan has left us alone, but I am sure he is biding his time for the right moment. There is someone or several people in the village he is wary of."

"And you think leaving will draw him out while keeping me from doubting myself."

"Exactly. He will be forced to make a move. If he has been watching since the trip to retrieve the woman began, he is afraid of someone on that level. He would stand no chance if we worked together."

He closed his eyes as he ran his hands through his wet hair. "I'm doing it alone."

"Don't be stupid. His genjutsu was powerful enough to put me under his control: at the very least, I will be defending you from such attacks."

"Hate that I have no control over that." He hummed. "What's his fighting style? Jutsu?"

"I know nothing other than his Sharingan abilities, but he might have been good enough to keep pace with your father."

"...My dad that could kill Orochimaru in the blink of an eye and go head to head with the Old Man in his prime?"

"The man with the Sharingan could also be dead for all either of us knows."

"You mentioned Madara Uchiha, right?"

"He would be well over or about a century old if that was him, and I don't remember him being on the same level of speed as your father when he fought Hashirama. If it were, then he is dead: your father would be more than a match for a decrepit Madara."

He tilted his head. "How did the fight with the First Hokage go?"

"Madara had me, encased in that chakra avatar of his, under his thrall, and he still lost."

"Wow… That might just be the most impressive fuck up I've ever heard."

"It was. When I came to my senses, I was being sealed in Mito with the sacrifice of one of her kinsmen while Hashirama finished Madara off."

"So the First really was that powerful, huh?" He pursed his lips.

"Compared to Madara, yes. He had what you call a 'bad match up' with us Tailed Beasts: his Wood Release… I'm not sure how to explain it. There's something about it that's so familiar yet just out of reach. It suppresses and restrains us, as the records Hashirama left behind say, but why it does alluded him and alludes me to this day."

"Except for that one anbu asshole Kakashi knows, he's the only one anyone knows was capable of it. What about the Sage?"

"He wouldn't need it to defeat or restrain us. When he let himself die, we were merely children in comparison to what we grew into. There was need nor want to do such a thing anyway."

Naruto smirked and laughed. "Were you as small as an actual fox?"

"No. We towered over every human still. Your kind found us adorable then. We were worshiped and praised for sharing the wisdom the Old Sage left us while his spawn squabbled over who should succeed him, as if he intended to leave a successor at all. Then we grew bigger in accordance to our chakra. Your kind found us horrifying after. We were reviled and mocked for daring to impart 'our' views on humanity as they distanced themselves from us. Some of us did the distancing, fearing we'd unintentionally harm those we were entrusted to guide. I grew the fastest, still am the most powerful, and remain the cutest among my kin, so I was the first to distance myself: children that used to climb me during my sleep began falling to their deaths, and the cries of their parents over such stupidity was becoming annoying."

"...Oh." He turned the hot water knob off, ending his shower.

"One of you humans discovered Sealing Jutsu, and we are now at the infinite bottom of the downward spiral. At least we get to enjoy watching your disgusting brethren kill each other forever. To think we believed we could ever help you." The Nine-Tails began growling. "To think the Old Sage of all beings had faith you could help yourselves."

"That's why you're so angry at us and hate us." Stepping out, he grabbed a towel from the nearby rack. "You loved the Old Sage." He almost laughed when the growling stopped. "We loved you." A frown formed on his lips as he dried himself off. "I think… I'm close to understanding..." He hummed before walking out of the bathroom.

"It won't do you any good."

He clucked his tongue on his way to the bed. "You say that about a lot of things." Plopping himself down, he curled in on himself, much like a pet. "Anko-sensei…" His eyes turned red. "That asshole got to train for nearly two weeks with my sensei!"

"I told you to kill him in the forest."

"And how would I explain that to Lazy-ass Kakashi!?" A growl built in his throat. "She's my sensei! Mine!" It died with several deep breaths. "...She must have felt so alone. I'm all she has, and I left her here."

"How do you think she will react when she discovers what you have planned?"

He nuzzled the sheets, imagining her in their place."I… I don't know: she's never said anything about the village. The Old Man was the only other person close to her as much as I was, Hana is like her rival, she knows Jiraiya, and Orochimaru is someone she wants to kill more than anyone else."

"And if she opposes you?"

"She won't! Or she can't...if I take her with me."

"If you wish to destroy the Leaf, she won't allow it."

"You don't know that!"

"Don't lie to yourself: you know she doesn't wish this for you. I doubt she will stand in your way, but she may be pressed to do so. The best you can hope for is her disapproval."

Naruto stared out into nothing. "...I can work with that. I'll just give her all cuddles, hugs, and attention in the world. She can't res..ist." A grin spread across his face. "I know what to do!" Lifting his upper body, blood rushed to his face, turning his cheeks a vibrant pink. "I just have to make Anko-sensei my woman."

"...You're a hormonal idiot."

"Oh, shut up!" He fell back down and violently rubbed his cheek against the bed. "I've grabbed her tits, she's seen me almost naked, I've seen her almost naked, we've been flirting, and I've been on top of her!" A pleased hum built in his throat like a cat's purr. "Just needs one good push." Closing his eyes, he let himself nap.

There were many lingering feelings he needed to express. Questions he wanted answers to deep down lingered as well. He knew the Tailed Beast was right, and he didn't want to stay in the village any longer than he had to. Until they were resolved or at least appeased, he'd stay.

For almost two weeks, Anko Mitarashi was denied a cuddly, albeit sometimes angry, ball of concentrated joy. Looking after his teammates was her consolation prize. She had no idea what happened between the two boys, but she knew something was going to happen between them soon enough. The kunoichi of the trio tried to obtain the information after realizing it herself to no avail, which astounded the pink-haired girl due to his usual candidness. Without a doubt, it was awful, just like the empty house she came back to after getting used to company.

She watched the two clash against each other using only Taijutsu. They used up most of their reserves on refining the jutsu they already knew. Ever since the missing genin of their team broke down the flaws in Lee and Guy's particular style, they'd been working on adjusting their own. Sasuke's was static yet violent while Sakura's resembled the academy's basic, fluid style to adjust more in the thick of it. One was more of a specific counter to a particular style, and the other was an all-rounder to be used in any situation. It suited their personalities. When they asked her for pointers, she merely told them to go for grapples: Ninjutsu was better suited to handle multiple enemies while simple holds could cripple an enemy on their lonesome.

A man in anbu uniform complete with bear mask flickering into their vision drew their attention. "Sakura Haruno and Sasuke Uchiha, Lady Hokage requests your presence at the Hokage Residence."

"Lady Hokage?" Sakura raised an eyebrow and froze when realization struck. "Naruto came back with Tsunade?!" She turned to her team member's gloomy face. "Uh?"

Anko approached the anbu with wide eyes. "A-As the substitute leader of Team 7 while Kakashi Hatake is indisposed, why are they being summoned?"

"I have not been told, but you are free to go with them as their acting leader," he said. "Naruto Uzumaki is being summoned as well."

"He isn't with her?!" She flinched at her own volume.

"After escorting Lady Fifth back to the village, he parted ways with her. He will surely be there regardless." He made the tiger seal and disappeared.

"We're all being summoned by the new Fifth Hokage…" Sakura raised a hand to stroke her chin. Glancing at the still-gloomy Uchiha, she frowned. "Seriously, Sasuke, please tell me what happened."

He shut his eyes. "...We should go see what Lady Hokage wants."

Anko turned to the direction of the Hokage Residence. "That we should." She formed the tiger seal herself. "Focus on figuring out whatever personal drama happened after." Like the anbu, she flickered away.

Both of them made the tiger seal and followed after her. They were too distracted by the tension to really think about why they were summoned. In all likelihood, it was the least of their worries after everything that happened as of late. Events after the Chunin Exam fiasco were a little too peaceful, and they were expecting the pendulum to swing at any moment.

With a yawn, Naruto stirred from his nap. He really didn't get enough sleep through the night. All he thought about was his favorite sensei and how awful he was. That single night was likely what she felt yet even worse over the time period he was gone. Hopefully, he could make it up to her in the form of a date she would totally be fine with. It having the slightest possibility of sex afterward was just a bonus.

"How long was I out?" He slipped off the bed and began walking to the yard. "Hey." Shaking his head, he flung the washer/dryer machine door open. "I didn't know you can actually sleep inside me, if you aren't just ignoring me." He retrieved his regular temperature forehead protector and tied it around his head. "A few hours, I guess." The rest of his clothing was disappointingly the same when he slipped into them. "I wanted that fresh, warm dry clothes feeling." He shrugged before jumping out of the yard to travel by rooftop.

A quarter way to the practice field his team usually trained on, a member of the anbu kneeled on the rooftop he landed on. "Naruto Uzumaki, Lady Hokage has summoned you."

He raised an eyebrow. "Already?" He tilted his head. "Where to?"

"The Hokage Residence."

"What for?"

"Lady Fifth didn't say."

Humming, he waved her off. "I got it." He began grumbling when she flickered away. "Save your old ass from a bone man, and this is how you repay me?" He turned in the direction of the Hokage Residence and took off.

It didn't take him long to reach the place. He briefly recoiled in disgust at the sight of the Academy before walking into the building. The ninja and staff members inside widened their eyes at him or even inclined their heads out of what seemed to be respect. Such positive attention was something he was unused to, so he averted his eyes and hoped he wasn't blushing, which he somewhat was.

Rolling his eyes, he opened the door to the Hokage's office. "Alright, what's the big deal?!" He stepped in. "I was going to…" He drifted off when he saw his teammates beside Shikamaru, Shikaku, and the person he wanted to see all off to the side.

The woman closed the distance between them and embraced him. "Naruto!"

"Anko-sensei!" He hugged her back, nuzzling her stomach. "I was looking for you!" Looking up, he smiled at the water welling up in her eyes. "I wish I could've come home sooner." He glared at the woman sitting behind the desk. "But someone wanted to wait a week before coming to her senses!"

"Naruto!" Sakura scolded while Shizune glared back at him. "You can't talk to the Hokage like that!"

He scoffed. "I did it with the Old Man; I'm not gonna change now."

"It's quite alright: I wouldn't be here now if it weren't for that bratty attitude," Tsunade said, smiling.

"See?! She says she's fine with it, not that I care." He locked his blue eyes with her brown. "Why are we here, granny?"

Shikamaru took a deep breath and sighed. "The four of us took the Chunin Exams."

"We're being promoted to chunin," Sasuke said.

Tsunade wrapped her hands together. "Three of you are being promoted to chunin." She smirked when realization sparked on most of their face.

"...No way." Sakura looked to the young man getting his cheeks pinched by a giddy adult.

"Naruto Uzumaki, you showed your aptitude in the Chunin Exams, but you displayed ability rivaling that of a Kage when you defeated the manifestation of the One-Tail during the attack on the village. On Jiraiya's mission, you fought back an opponent that bested me in a manner of seconds. Your Taijutsu, Ninjutsu, stealth skills, battle analysis, and ability to adapt are beyond the level of genin or chunin: you qualify for the rank of jonin."

Ibiki, standing completely ignored to her left, cleared his throat. "May I, Lady Hokage?"

"Yes, you may." She, Shizune, and the tokubetsu jonin grinned maliciously.

Anko moved her hands from Naruto's confused face to his shoulders. "I might've forgotten to mention something." She looked to the Leaf's head of Torture and Interrogation. "Guess you're finally getting me back for the Chunin Exams."

"Please." His eyes were fixed on the boy. "I've been looking forward to meeting you again."

Said boy only blinked. "Who the fuck are you?"

"...I'm probably going to enjoy this more than I usually would."

Anko squinted. "Tokubetsufakersayswhat?"

"What?"

Naruto snickered. "What is this all about?" He scanned the various faces in the room. Other than the initial three, he found Sakura with a gleeful grin as well, the Naras and last of the Uchiha looking very disinterested. "Uh?"

The pink-haired girl tilted her head almost sweetly. "You remember the Interrogation Jutsu, right? All jonin are trained to resist it."

"It mimics the effects of a seizure on the target and effectively is one," Shizune said with a sing-song tone.

Tsunade cackled. "You can handle it, right?" Her eyes narrowed.

Grinning back, the boy looked to Ibiki. "Bring it, bitch."

The torturer chuckled as he went through hand signs. "You all say that." His chuckles grew into full laughter when the boy collapsed, convulsing. It died when he made the tiger seal with little issue besides some shaky hands. "...Oh."

"Is that it?" He scoffed.

"You want another?" He used the Interrogation Jutsu one more time only for him to break out of it even faster. "Well, that's disappointing."

Sakura pouted. "It took me at least two dozen tries to get used to it."

"Are you guys forgetting I beat the shit out of a doped Kiba while my insides were boiled?" The boy kicked-up and stretched. "Even beat back Neji while I was at it. Doing that was harder than whatever this is."

Shikamaru shook his head. "Did you guys really think Naruto of all people would have difficulty managing extreme discomfort?"

"It was worth a try." Shizune sighed.

"Thought it'd take him at least six." Tsunade clucked her tongue. "Would've bet money on it if I was still in the mood for gambling." She pursed her lips. "I expected a great deal of endurance after seeing that Shadow Clone trick of yours, but I was banking on brain disturbance being your least-tolerable pain."

"Only pain I can't take is getting kicked in the nuts." Naruto smirked. "What do I get for making jonin, granny?"

"Other than the freedom from ever having to suffer a D rank mission again, a flak jacket and possibly your own team of genin in the future."

Anko wrapped her arms around him from behind. "Once Kakashi is up, we'll induct you as one of us." She smirked at the confused faces of the new chunin. "Sorry, kids. Jonin business."

Sakura whined. "You're taking Naruto away."

"Troublesome," Shikamaru muttered.

"Speaking of Kakashi," Sasuke said, "shouldn't he be here to witness this?"

Tsunade nodded. "His entire team made chunin and one was made jonin: this is unprecedented, and something he should be proud of. Unfortunately, I have other responsibilities." She gestured towards the giant stacks of paper on her desk.

"Lady Fifth, might I suggest having your aide check them for you while you attend to Hatake?" Shikaku said.

Shizune blinked while her mistress stroked her chin. "Uh, is that even allowed?"

"I'm Hokage now, so I say it is." Tsunade rose from her chair, looked to her, and pointed at the desk while she stepped out. "Please be a dear."

"...Can I decline?"

"No." She resisted the urge to laugh as her assistant took her place, something the new jonin didn't bother sparing her.

Shikamaru sighed before looking at the laughing boy. "You're taking this weirdly well: you're not even gloating."

"Huh?" Naruto tilted his head and hummed. "I guess… I don't see a point?"

"Everyone thought you were the dead last, and now you're ahead of us all, ironic."

Sakura glanced from one of her teammates to the other. "You're happy for him, right Sasuke?"

"Of course I am." The Uchiha frowned when he shot him a dirty look.

Anko raised an eyebrow at the exchange before stepping back with the boy in her arms, making room for their new Hokage. "Let's go wake up your lamer sensei and give him the good news, huh?" She followed her out the door with the other two at her back.

They traveled out of the Hokage Residence and took off by rooftop to Kakashi's, Anko guiding the way. It took them no time at all to enter the unusually clean Hatake house. Instead of being taken care of in the hospital, he was being monitored by a select group of healing ninja: the Sharingan in his left eye made him a special case. All of them bowed and made space when they saw the world's greatest medical-nin enter their patient's room.

Naruto, it being his first time, let his eyes wander. "This is Kakashi's place, huh?" His gaze froze on the two framed images above his comatose head, specifically the one with two kids he didn't recognize. "That's…"

"The Fourth Hokage," Sakura said, lips pursed.

Anko frowned. "Everyone else in that picture is dead; he doesn't like talking about them, so don't bring it up, alright?" She looked down at the still boy in her arms. "They saw it the second time they were here."

While Naruto stared at the image of Kakashi's old team, Sasuke stared at the one of theirs at its beginning. They took it sometime after their first D rank mission, and their sensei gave them each a framed copy to take home. He looked mopey, Sakura was smiling, Naruto was scowling, and Kakashi had his hands on both their heads like his sensei did on his and whoever the other boy was. Both of them were smiling alongside Sakura once. Now, they were back to where they started.

Tsunade held her hands over the silver-haired man's head for a few seconds before taking them back. "Give it a while."

Two minutes passed until Kakashi's eyes fluttered open. "Ugh!" Lifting his upper body up, he felt everything ache. "What the…" He glanced at the IV drip in his arm. "Oh." He focused on the small crowd of ninja in his room. "Hello." Blinking, he turned to the blond woman. "Lady Tsunade?"

"Lady Hokage now but yes."

"Kakashi-sensei!" Sakura smiled. "You'll never believe what happened."

He closed his Sharingan eye, glanced at Naruto, and remembered what was behind him. "Uh, what?"

"Every genin on your team made chunin," Anko answered, pinching the whiskered boy's cheeks. "But this little tyke jumped up to jonin!"

"That's...unprecedented. How long have I been out?"

"Almost two weeks."

Naruto held his hand out towards him. "Hey." Chakra began to spiral in its center, to the surprise of all but Tsunade. "You recognize this, right?" The swirly-death-ball formed fully and perfectly in his palm.

"The Rasengan…" He put his own hand beside his student's. "Jiraiya taught it to you, huh?" Chakra concentrated into his palm until a sphere just like his took shape. "Counting Minato-sensei, that makes four people to ever master it."

"The… Fourth?" Sakura, dumbfounded by the dual display, asked.

His dissipated into nothing as his hand fell. "...Yeah. He'd be proud of you, Naruto."

"Like I care." Rather than shoving it into his face like he wanted to, the boy dispelled the deadly A rank jutsu.

"As soon as I get my bearings, I'm going to treat all of you." Kakashi looked to the astounded yet annoyed Anko. "Looks like we'll be inducting Naruto together."

Sakura squinted at the two. "What exactly is this 'induction' you're talking about?"

"Jonin business," they said in unison.

Tsunade patted her on the shoulder before walking out. "Best not to pry."

"Listen to the Hokage." Anko smirked at her perplexed face.

"Really do." Kakashi laid back in his bed. "I'm afraid this doesn't concern you."

Sasuke shook his head at her further agitation. "Leave it be, Sakura." He averted his eyes from Naruto's cold gaze. "We'll find out for ourselves when we make jonin." There was a gleam in Kakashi's that told him he knew something happened, but he doubted he could explain.

Team 7 was together again, and without a doubt, the strongest squad of their generation. By all means, each member should've been proud or happy. Something was off though. All of them could feel it, despite not knowing exactly what. Things were just turning out far too good to be true. If they let their guard down, they knew it would blow up in their faces.

AN: Expect two more chapters minimum before things get real again. Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! I cannot wait for that. There will, of course, be changes. You have no idea how much I want to rush into things, but I have to make sure everything is covered.

I forgot to mention something last chapter: Orochimaru is the creator of Edo Tensei/Impure World Reincarnation in this. Why? Well, why was Tobirama messing around with corpses? Infinite suicide bombers? He was willing to commit human sacrifice for that? Flying Raijin is Minato's own creation too. I really don't know why Tobirama was made the creator of both. Just seemed like Kishimoto was tacking on stuff for him to use or take the blame for. Really weird.

We are now over 300 favorites! Glad to have all of you with me. I hope I can entertain even more people. Speaking of that, I may have created a webnovel under a username of Phantom of Chaos rather than Disunity on Webnovel. That's why this took longer than usual. Shilling it here if anyone's interested. The Six-Pointed Star is the name. Completely different in tone, but if you like my writing outside of the way I play with the plot of Naruto, you'll like it. Never going to bring it up again.

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