This is a big chapter. Revised two chapters and combined them. Im keeping up with this story, even the portions I never finished.
He did the unthinkable. He actually attacked her. That moment shattered all expectations, catching even Hinata off guard. In their village, it was common knowledge how the yellow-haired boy always trailed behind the councilwoman's daughter like a devoted follower. He endured all forms of abuse, whether verbal or physical, yet he remained steadfast in his worship of her, as if she were a deity.
But that was then.
Now, he stared into her eyes, once filled with adoration, with a chilling indifference. She was completely shocked, both figuratively and literally, by the sudden turn of events. Her "fanboy," as she had mockingly called him, had professed his undying love for her moments before. She had hoped to prove her strength to her beloved Sasuke-kun by knocking him out, but instead, he had turned violent, attacking her.
Why did he do it?
Why would he do it?
He was supposed to be her loyal puppy, a fool! An orphan who should have been grateful for the mere chance to be in the presence of the future "Mrs. Uchiha." Yet, he had struck her with a lightning jutsu she had never witnessed before. How was it possible? He hadn't used any hand signs, and as far as she recalled, he had no knowledge of such jutsu. He couldn't even perform a basic clone technique back in the academy. So how could he control lightning?
Although the attack lasted only seconds, the pain felt like an eternity. Her body convulsed involuntarily from the dangerous current coursing through her veins, burning her flesh slightly.
Amidst the agony, she heard voices, perhaps Kiba's, but the excruciating pain clouded her senses, pushing her consciousness to the brink of oblivion. Yet, even in her dazed state, what she witnessed would haunt her for the rest of her days.
Never in her life had she imagined that the always cheerful, hyperactive Naruto Uzumaki would regard her with such intense malice. Her, of all people!
As her body descended to the ground and her battle with consciousness neared its end, her mind momentarily cleared. In that fleeting moment, she heard something that, inexplicably, hurt her more than Sasuke rejecting her a hundred times over.
"I never loved her."
Naruto gazed down at the motionless form of the pink-haired girl with a disinterest bordering on contempt. The coldness in his eyes momentarily flickered, a hint of something yellowed and widened slightly, before returning to their emotionless state. It was unnerving to both his opponents and most of the spectators, marking a stark departure from his usual demeanor.
Kizashi Haruno, Sakura's father stood amidst the chaotic scene, his normally composed demeanor shattered by the sight before him. Dark brown locks framed a face contorted with fury, his piercing green eyes ablaze with an intensity that could rival flames. Clad in the standard Konoha Jounin uniform, a katana was strapped firmly to his back, a silent testament to his prowess as a warrior.
"I can't believe this... that boy... that demon..." Kizashi muttered through gritted teeth, his voice trembling with barely-contained rage.
Tsume Inuzuka, her own features a mix of concern and frustration, approached him, her voice sharp. "What are you doing, Haruno? We need to assess the situation, not add to the chaos!"
Kizashi's gaze bore into her with an unyielding intensity. "My daughter... that thing attacked her! It needs to pay for what it's done!"
Mebuki Haruno, her voice shrill with panic, interjected, "He's right! That monster should never have been allowed to roam free! Sakura is in danger because of it!"
Tsume's eyes narrowed, her tone firm. "He's not a monster. He's a shinobi, just like your daughter. And rushing in blindly won't help anyone."
But Kizashi was beyond reason, his mind clouded by paternal fury. With a swift motion, he unsheathed his sword, the metallic rasp cutting through the tense air. "I'll kill you, demon!" he roared, his voice echoing across the field.
As he charged forward, his senses consumed by vengeance, a small smile tugged at the lips of the Yugao, her gaze following Kizashi's reckless path with keen interest.
"Hokage-sama, he plans on killing him! We have to stop him!" Kakashi's voice trembled with urgency as he prepared to give chase across the sprawling training grounds. But just as he moved, Yugao stepped forward, barring his path with a firm arm.
"Hold on, Kakashi," Yugao said calmly, though the tension in her voice was unmistakable. "Naruto-kun can take care of himself. Besides, he's already broken the law. He's marked for death either way."
Kakashi's eyes widened in disbelief, but before he could argue, a new voice interrupted.
"Perhaps you're suffering from delusions of grandeur, Uzuki. My Kizashi-kun is the fourth-best kenjutsu specialist in Konoha since that red-headed bitch died. He could kill that brat and the little blond whore he's with in a flash," Mebuki sneered, her smugness palpable as she stood among the training dummies and targets.
The atmosphere grew heavy. An overwhelming wave of killer intent filled the air, suffocating and cold. Mebuki barely had time to react before Yugao's fist collided with her face. The impact was devastating, shattering her jaw and knocking out teeth. Mebuki crumpled to the ground, dazed and bleeding, her blood splattering on the dirt and grass.
"YUGAO, STOP!" Koharu shouted, but her voice was drowned out by the sounds of Yugao's relentless assault.
Yugao's vision was clouded with red. The insult to Kushina, one of the few women she revered, ignited a fury she couldn't contain. Kushina had been not only her Jonin sensei but also a motherly figure, providing guidance and care. When Yugao had joined her team, broken and uncertain, Kushina had taken her under her wing, nurturing her both as a shinobi and as a person. Despite her own burdens, Kushina had taken Yugao in, cared for her, and looked out for her even while pregnant with Naruto.
The memory of Kushina's last words echoed in Yugao's mind: "Yugao-chan, if I don't survive, promise me you'll take care of Naru-chan for me."
Yugao's grip tightened around Mebuki's neck, lifting her effortlessly off the ground. "You've stopped talking," she growled, ignoring the way Mebuki's eyes rolled back and her fingers weakly clawed at Yugao's wrist. "I want to hear more, Haruno."
With those words, Yugao unleashed a fury unlike any other. Each strike was fueled by the promise she made to Kushina and the pain of her own past. The beating continued, relentless and brutal, until Mebuki was a broken heap on the training ground floor.
The training grounds, usually a place of learning and camaraderie, were filled with stunned silence as Yugao finally stepped back, breathing heavily, her eyes still blazing with rage. She took a moment to survey the onlookers, who had stopped their training to witness the scene.
"Listen well, all of you," Yugao commanded, her voice cutting through the stillness like a blade. "As the new commander of ANBU, I will not tolerate any disrespect. Anyone who speaks my name outside of normal decorum, unless you are the Hokage, will be punished severely. No questions asked."
She let her words hang in the air, allowing the gravity of her declaration to sink in. "I am the new authority here," she continued, her tone unwavering. "And I will be firm in my position. Do not test me."
Some of the assembled shinobi and trainees exchanged uneasy glances, fully grasping the shift in power. Yugao's presence was now unmistakable, her authority cemented by both her actions and her words.
With a final, piercing look around the training grounds, Yugao turned and walked away to continue to observe the exercise, leaving the imprint of her dominance and the reminder of her loyalty to Kushina in the hearts and minds of all present.
Kizashi raised his sword, its steel glinting menacingly in the light, poised to strike at Naruto. Instead of evading or defending, Naruto opted for a different approach. With calm resolve, he stood his ground, allowing the blade to descend upon him. The ensuing impact reverberated through the air with a clang reminiscent of metal striking metal, startling not only the demented swordsman but every onlooker present.
Meeting Kizashi's bewildered gaze head-on, Naruto's voice cut through the tense silence like a whisper carried on the wind. "If it's despair you seek..."
In a heartbeat, Naruto's hand moved like lightning, knocking blade out of Kizashi's hand and grasping the hilt of the sword and embedding in Kizashi's chest. Gasps of disbelief rippled through the onlookers as he extracted the weapon, the metallic tang of blood mingling with the charged air. His actions bore an air of eerie detachment, a stark contrast to the chaos unfolding around him.
"Then I shall...provide."
With unwavering resolve, Naruto turned his attention to Kizashi, whose expression wavered between shock and disbelief. Time seemed to slow as Naruto closed the distance between them, his movements deliberate and calculated. There was no hesitation in his eyes, only a steely determination fueled by the weight of his words.
As Naruto raised the sword high, the glint of its blade catching the faint light, a palpable tension hung in the air. In that moment, he was more than just a shinobi; he was a force to be reckoned with, a harbinger of fate's cruel justice. With a swift, decisive motion, he brought the blade down, severing Kizashi's head from his shoulders in a single, fluid motion.
"Don't you think that was too much, Naruto-kun?" Sarutobi admonished, his voice stern.
"Not at all, Hokage-sama. Isn't the penalty for breaking the law you enacted regarding the Yondaime's legacy punishable by death?" Naruto replied in a monotone.
"Forget that! He just attacked a Leaf ninja," interrupted a Jounin with a black bandanna tied around his head and dark shades covering his eyes. "We should..." His words were cut short when Naruto pointed the bloodied sword toward his face, the blade stopping mere inches from his left eye.
"I will say this once and only once, and that goes for everyone here," Naruto declared, turning his head to the elders. "Even you three. The Uzumaki will not endure any more animosity because of your stupid prejudices. The Yondaime gave his life to save all of you, and you treated me like I was the actual bijuu. Let me ask you all a question," he continued, turning his gaze back to the Jounin, Ebisu. "If I were such a bloodthirsty, mindless demon, why didn't I burn this village down when I was nearly killed ten years ago?" He turned to Danzo with a cold glare. "If you were smart enough, you would know that when the host of a bijuu is mentally broken, the bijuu can force its chakra to break the seal and set itself free." His explanation caused many listeners to pale at the implications.
"S-So you mean..." another Jonin started, but he was silenced by the same blade pointed at his face faster than anyone could blink.
"That's right, Hayate! Because of what you orchestrated two days before the attack ten years ago, the bijuu could have escaped and killed you all, since I was so 'evil and bloodthirsty,'" Naruto stated, his glare growing colder.
"W-What are you t-talking about?" stuttered the now named Hayate, sweating slightly.
"Yes, what are you talking about?" asked Sarutobi, narrowing his eyes at Hayate. Naruto reached into his pocket and pulled out an envelope, handing it to Hiruzen, making Hayate visibly sweat.
"What does the letter say?" asked Kakashi, while he, Yamato, and Chouza moved closer, positioning themselves to block any attempt by Hayate to escape.
"This here is a written statement from an eyewitness confessing to the attempted murder of Naruto Uzumaki ten years ago, on October 8th," Hiruzen read angrily. "The witness describes Hayate beating Naruto in his apartment, using a silencing jutsu so no one could hear. Then, he forced the woman to stab Naruto with a kunai and threatened to have her imprisoned, claiming 'he was the son of the Sandaime and could get away with it,' and that he could also have her ninja status revoked." Hiruzen finished, his fury palpable, causing those nearby to take a few steps back. The truth had been revealed, shaking the foundation of trust within the village.
"ANBU, ARREST HAYATE NOW!" roared the Sandaime Hokage, his voice echoing through the courtyard with a ferocity that made even the bravest shinobi tremble. "HAYATE GEKKO, I, AS THE SANDAIME, HEREBY STRIP YOU OF YOUR SHINOBI STATUS. YOU WILL HAVE YOUR CHAKRA SEALED, AS WELL AS ALL KNOWLEDGE OF JUTSU AND ALL SHINOBI TOOLS. NOW, GET HIM OUT OF MY SIGHT, FOR HE IS A DISGRACE TO THIS VILLAGE!"
The Hokage's killer intent surged like a tidal wave, crashing over everyone present and driving them to their knees. The air was thick with fear and tension, suffocating those who dared to look up.
Except for Naruto.
As Hayate's facade crumbled, his disdain for Naruto became palpable, and he directed his hatred toward him, his voice dripping with contempt. "You filthy liar! You've always been nothing but trouble, Naruto!" Hayate's words cut through the tension in the area, his gaze locked onto Naruto's with intense hostility.
Naruto, however, met Hayate's gaze with a cold indifference. He didn't care for Hayate; in fact, he harbored a deep-seated resentment toward him for the pain he had caused Yugao. Naruto's mind flickered briefly to the memory of the night he had given Yugao the information. She had been in denial at first, but as the pieces started to fall into place, she had broken down, her grief pouring out in waves. Naruto had held her close, offering her comfort and solace as she slept, his heart heavy with the weight of her pain.
But now, as he faced Hayate's accusations, Naruto's indifference hardened into a steely resolve. He refused to let Hayate's words get to him, refusing to dignify them with a response. Instead, he focused on the task at hand, determined to see justice served for Yugao's sake.
Yugao, standing nearby, observed the exchange with a mixture of sadness and determination. She had seen the evidence, heard the truth, and she knew where her loyalty lay. But Hayate, refusing to relent, turned his attention to Yugao, desperation flickering in his eyes.
"Yugao, please! You have to believe me!" Hayate pleaded, his voice tinged with desperation. "Naruto is a liar, a manipulative brat! Don't let him ruin me like this."
Yugao regarded him with a steady gaze, her expression unreadable. "How's Yukio?" she asked suddenly, her voice cutting through the tension like a knife.
Hayate froze, his eyes widening in shock. For a brief moment, the mask of defiance slipped from his face, and he felt the anger and hurt simmering beneath Yugao's calm exterior. He swallowed hard, unable to meet her gaze as guilt gnawed at him from within.
Hayate's voice trembled as he mustered the courage to speak again. "How did you find out about Yukio?" he asked, his tone laced with a mixture of fear and disbelief.
Naruto's response was immediate, his voice cutting through the tense silence with a hard edge. "Villagers talk, Hayate," he said, his words heavy with accusation. "Especially when it's about having affairs with high-ranking Jonin."
Hayate's face drained of color, his throat constricting with a mixture of shame and panic. He had never imagined that his indiscretions would come to light in such a public and humiliating manner. But now, as the truth hung in the air like a heavy shroud, he realized the depth of his folly and the consequences that awaited him. As the reality of his actions sank in, Hayate's defiance crumbled, replaced by a sense of resignation. He stood silently as the ANBU operatives closed in around him, their presence a stark reminder of the consequences he would now face.
With a flick of his wrist, Naruto sent the last droplets of Kizashi's blood flying from his sword. As he did, a small pulse emanated from the blade, drawing his attention. He stared at the weapon, its beauty undeniable. The sword featured a square open-frame tsuba, resembling a four-pane window, each edge gleaming in the dim light.
"I thank you, young one, for freeing me from that wretched man," a deep, masculine voice resonated from the blade to his mind.
Naruto blinked, taken aback. "Who... are you?" he asked, his voice mentally barely above a whisper.
"You have my eternal gratitude," the voice continued. "As much as I would like for you to be my new wielder, for I know you could hear my name, sadly, I feel that I am needed somewhere else."
Naruto's eyes softened with understanding. "The pleasure was all mine. If you want, I will help you find a wielder worthy of you," he replied. He twirled the sword once behind his back, a flourish of respect and promise, before attaching it to a metal plate on the back of his shirt. The sword vanished, and the spiral symbol on the glove of his left hand began to glow, signaling that he had successfully sealed the sword away.
As the light faded, Naruto felt a strange sense of peace wash over him, despite the chaos around him. He turned to face the Hokage, who was now watching him with an unreadable expression.
"Naruto," the Hokage said, his voice softer now but still carrying the weight of authority. "You have done well today. This village owes you a debt."
Naruto nodded, feeling the weight of the sword's spirit within him. "I did what I had to do, Hokage-sama. For the village."
The Hokage gave a small, almost imperceptible nod. "For the village," he repeated, more to himself than to Naruto.
Naruto then noticed Yugao, standing among the ANBU operatives. Her mask concealed her face, but he could sense her shock and confusion. Focusing, he reached out telepathically. "Yugao, it's me, Naruto. Channel chakra to your temple to reply."
Yugao's eyes widened slightly, a rare display of emotion for an ANBU. "Naruto, how?" she thought, directing her chakra as instructed.
"While you were asleep, I placed a seal on you for more private conversations," Naruto explained. "I trust you with my life, but I don't trust the village not to exploit my abilities."
"You did this without telling me?" she questioned, her mental voice a mix of surprise and concern.
"I had to," he replied gently. "It's for both our sakes. I'll explain more when we're alone. My place is hotter than a summer day. The Hokage has hidden cameras and recording seals all over the apartment he gave me."
The ANBU operatives, having recovered from the Hokage's oppressive intent, moved swiftly to apprehend Hayate. They bound his hands and began the process of sealing his chakra, their movements efficient and practiced. Hayate's face was a mask of stoic resignation, but his eyes flickered with a mix of anger and regret.
"We'll talk soon," Naruto thought to Yugao, conveying reassurance through their mental link.
"Be careful, Naruto," Yugao replied, her concern evident even without words.
On the field, the tension hung thick in the air. Naruto reappeared in his initial spot next to Yugito, who continued reading her book with a serene expression. He glanced around, assessing the reactions of his opponents.
Ino and Choji were retching, their faces pale from the intensity of the recent encounter. Sai stood impassively, his expression unreadable as always. Kiba lay sprawled on the ground with Akamaru dutifully licking his face, trying to rouse his master. Shino remained his usual enigmatic self, his presence quiet but solid. Nearby, Sasuke, Hinata, and Shikamaru stood horrified, their faces reflecting a mix of shock and dismay.
"Animals," Sasuke spat, his voice laced with disdain. "My dad was right. You are an animal!"
Naruto's eyes narrowed, his gaze locking onto Sasuke's. His response was as cold as ice. "And look how he ended up."
The words hit their mark. Sasuke's eyes blazed with fury as he charged at Naruto, driven by a mix of anger and wounded pride.
With a swift motion, Naruto sidestepped Sasuke's attack, his movements precise and effortless. Sasuke's momentum carried him forward, but he quickly regained his balance, spinning around to face Naruto once more. The exchange was intense, their rivalry palpable.
Yugito glanced up from her book briefly, her eyes flicking towards the unfolding confrontation before returning to her reading. Her calm demeanor contrasted sharply with the chaos around her.
"Stay focused, Sasuke," Shikamaru called out, trying to strategize despite the overwhelming odds. "We need to work together if we're going to stand a chance."
But Sasuke wasn't listening. His sole focus was on Naruto, his hatred blinding him to everything else. "I'll make you pay for that," he snarled, launching himself at Naruto again with renewed determination.
Naruto blocked Sasuke's strike effortlessly, his expression remaining indifferent. "You're wasting your time, Sasuke," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. "You're not even worth my attention."
As Sasuke continued his assault, he couldn't help but notice the similarity between Naruto's indifferent demeanor and that of his older brother, Itachi. The same cold, dismissive attitude that had driven Sasuke to the edge. The realization struck him like a physical blow, fueling his rage even further.
"You're just like him," Sasuke growled, his eyes wild with fury. "Just like Itachi!"
Naruto's expression flickered with a hint of surprise before returning to its usual calm. "I'm nothing like your brother," he said flatly. "But if it helps you fight better, think whatever you want."
Sasuke's frustration grew, his attacks becoming more frenzied and desperate. The rest of the team watched, unsure of how to intervene. The bad blood between the two was evident, and it seemed that nothing could quell the animosity that had festered between them for so long.
Naruto suddenly paused, stepping back and lowering his guard slightly. "You think you know Itachi?" he asked, his voice carrying across the field. "Let me tell you something, Sasuke. Itachi used to teach me."
The revelation hung in the air, shocking everyone. The spectators, including the Hokage, were stunned. No one had known this. Sasuke's eyes widened in disbelief, his rage momentarily replaced by confusion and betrayal.
"That's right," Naruto continued, his tone still calm. "Itachi saw potential in me and decided to help me grow stronger. You think you're the only one who carries the weight of his legacy?"
Whispers and murmurs spread through the crowd. "Itachi taught Naruto?" one spectator exclaimed, eyes wide with shock. "How could no one have known this?"
"Is this true?" another questioned, turning to their companions. "Did Itachi really train Naruto?"
Amidst the commotion, Yugao, standing among the spectators, watched the scene unfold with a calm expression. When questioned about Naruto's revelation, she simply shrugged. "No one asked," she said, her voice steady. "It wasn't a secret, just something no one ever thought to inquire about."
The Hokage himself seemed taken aback, his usually composed expression showing signs of surprise. He glanced at Yugao, seeking confirmation. She met his gaze and nodded subtly, reaffirming the unexpected truth.
Sasuke's mind raced, struggling to process this new information. The hatred and rivalry that had driven him for so long were now mingled with a sense of betrayal and confusion. Naruto's indifferent attitude, so reminiscent of Itachi's, now made a twisted sort of sense.
In the midst of the chaos, Naruto's mind remained clear. He had no interest in Sasuke's vendetta or the outcome of this exhibition match. To him, this was merely another obstacle to overcome, another challenge to face. Naruto's voice broke through Sasuke's tumultuous thoughts.
"Itachi was right. You are weak," he finished.
In a flash, Sasuke was upon him. With a deft flying kick, he attempted to nail Naruto in the chest; however, Naruto simply sidestepped and deftly dodged the Uchiha. Sasuke pivoted on his left foot and attempted to hit Naruto with a roundhouse that would have knocked him out, but again, Naruto simply dodged.
This, of course, pissed Sasuke off.
'HOW? HE'S THE DEAD LAST!' he roared in his head.
He swung out his right arm and found it blocked by Naruto's open palm. His left arm tried the same, only to be blocked by Naruto's other palm. Sasuke noticed that, at the very least, he had made Naruto put more effort into his blocks, but his face was still neutral as if it was nothing. Sasuke twisted his body in mid-motion and threw his weight behind a kick aimed at Naruto's midsection. The blond boy twisted his palms out of the way and, with a crossing motion, blocked Sasuke's kick rather easily.
Sasuke saw his chance. With another twisting motion, he brought his right hand out in an attempt to strike Naruto's now-exposed face. He connected and smirked, only for his smirk to quickly vanish when Naruto disappeared in a cloud of smoke, shocking him and everyone who was watching.
"A Kage Bunshin? Since when did he know how to do that?" Sasuke half-shouted, stunned by the move.
"Since I was seven, runt," a voice came from his left before he turned around and met a fist to the face, courtesy of Naruto.
"Watch what you say, Dobe," Sasuke said, picking himself off the ground. "I'm from the Uchiha clan, a clan that is better than all the other stupid clans around here. Even the Yondaime, if he was still alive, couldn't beat an Uchiha. He was a pathetic man who came from a loser clan," he said smugly, not knowing the consequences of those words. Very faintly, he could have sworn he heard Yugito say...
"Oh shit."
Naruto's expression darkened, and the air around him seemed to crackle with an ominous energy. The spectators fell silent, sensing the shift in the atmosphere. The Hokage's eyes narrowed as he watched the scene unfold, while Yugao took a step forward, her hand instinctively moving towards her weapon.
Naruto dashed forward, delivering a forceful kick to Sasuke's face, sending him staggering backward. Despite the impact, Sasuke regained his footing swiftly, fueled by anger. He lunged at Naruto, aiming a left hook at his face, but Naruto effortlessly deflected the blow. Sasuke's frustration grew as Naruto skillfully blocked or dodged each subsequent attack. The sight of Naruto's indifferent expression, reminiscent of Itachi's demeanor, only added to Sasuke's irritation.
Determined to break through Naruto's defenses, Sasuke unleashed a powerful kick towards Naruto's head. The blow landed, but before Sasuke could revel in his success, Naruto seized his leg with a vice-like grip. With surprising strength, Naruto slammed Sasuke into the ground before tossing him aside like a ragdoll.
Ignoring Sasuke's struggles, Naruto turned away, displaying his lack of interest in the fight. Enraged by Naruto's dismissive attitude, Sasuke charged at him with renewed fury, throwing his weight behind a powerful punch.
"Pathetic," Naruto remarked, effortlessly anticipating Sasuke's attack. With calculated precision, he countered Sasuke's punch with a well-timed kick, sending Sasuke reeling backward. Moving swiftly, Naruto intercepted Sasuke's trajectory, catching him in a firm hold.
"Let me go!" Sasuke demanded, attempting to break free from Naruto's grasp. His efforts were interrupted as someone tugged at Naruto's cloak, momentarily loosening his grip. Before Sasuke could react, a fist connected with Naruto's face, forcing him to release his hold. Glancing to his side, Sasuke saw Kiba smirking at him.
"You actually managed to land a hit, Inuzuka. Impressive," Naruto remarked coolly.
"Don't interfere, Inuzuka! Stay out of this!" Sasuke snapped, his frustration boiling over.
"Sorry, but I've got some unfinished business with this guy. Either step aside or be prepared to face me," Kiba warned, his resolve evident.
"It appears you two have some issues to resolve," Naruto commented with a hint of amusement.
"Don't try to psychoanalyze us, dobe," Sasuke retorted, his anger escalating.
"I don't need a degree to see through your antics," Naruto replied nonchalantly.
Kiba had heard enough of the talk. With a primal growl, he lunged towards Naruto, aiming his clawed hand at the blond's throat. But before his attack could land, Naruto swiftly caught Kiba's wrist, his movements fluid and precise. With a deft maneuver, Naruto used the heel of his boot to block Sasuke's incoming punch. Shifting his weight, he forced Kiba's hand down to the ground with such force that it nearly broke, eliciting a cry of pain from the Uchiha. Without hesitation, Naruto turned his head, delivering a powerful headbutt to Kiba, sending him skidding back several feet.
Now facing both Kiba and Sasuke, Naruto chuckled softly. "I think this is the part where either of you are supposed to attack me," he remarked, only further fueling their anger.
Enraged, Kiba unleashed a flurry of strikes with his family's Taijutsu fighting style, his claws extending outward. Naruto effortlessly evaded each blow, moving with agility and grace. As Sasuke attempted to capitalize on Kiba's assault, Naruto grabbed his fist, using Sasuke's momentum against him. Falling backward, Naruto lifted his leg and launched Sasuke back into the nearest tree, rendering him unconscious with a single blow.
"Why do you hate me so much, Kiba?" Naruto asked with a frown. "Is it because I'm no longer the 'dead last'? Is it because I've returned Hinata's feelings? Or maybe because I've slept with your sister?"
Kiba froze, his eyes widening in shock at Naruto's unexpected revelation. The air seemed to crackle with tension as the weight of Naruto's words settled over them.
"BECAUSE SHE'S MINE, AND A PIECE OF TRASH LIKE YOU DOESN'T DESERVE HER! ONLY IM FIT FOR HER AMAZING BODY" Kiba roared, his fury reaching new heights as he launched himself at Naruto with murderous intent.
As Kiba launched himself at Naruto with reckless abandon, Naruto deftly evaded his wild strikes. Amidst the chaos of the fight, Naruto's voice cut through the air like a blade.
"You're so stupid, Kiba," Naruto remarked loudly, his words echoing across the battlefield. "Not only do you admit your possessiveness in front of Hinata, but you're also showing your true colors to your own mother, Tsume, and to Hiashi, Hinata's father."
His words struck a chord, causing a momentary pause in the brawl. Hinata's eyes widened in surprise as she heard Naruto's blunt assessment of Kiba's behavior. Tsume's expression shifted from concern to a mix of shock and disappointment, while Hiashi's stern gaze bore down on his daughter's suitor.
"Also news flash, mutt," Naruto retorted, his voice firm. "I don't see a mark on her saying that she's yours, nor is your scent mixed with hers. Claiming her as yours is a lie. And as for money, I have all the wealth I need, but none of it matters to me. I care for Hinata, and if things go well, we could possibly be mates. And there isn't a damn thing you can do about it, Inuzuka."
Kiba's rage reached a boiling point, his attacks becoming wild and erratic. Naruto, growing tired of the senseless violence, swiftly ended the confrontation. Dodging one final strike, he swept Kiba off his feet with a well-placed kick before delivering a decisive blow to the back of his skull, knocking him out cold.
With both adversaries incapacitated, Naruto turned away, his thoughts drifting back to Yugito. It was time to check on her progress and see if she was finished. Dusting himself off, Naruto was about to head back when he noticed something hovering overhead. He looked up and smiled, recognizing his last opponent and one of his old friends.
"Madame Butterfly," Naruto stated, his voice carrying a hint of amusement as he turned his attention back to the boy in front of him.
"Toilet Fox," Shino replied in his usual monotone.
The spectators watched in stunned silence, the unexpected revelations and fierce battles leaving them in shock. Naruto's admission about sleeping with Kiba's older sister the previous night was still reverberating through the crowd, adding to the drama of the exhibition match.
Shino adjusted his sunglasses, his demeanor calm and composed as always. "It seems you've stirred up quite the hornet's nest, Naruto."
Naruto shrugged, his expression indifferent. "Just another day, Shino. Ready to give this a try?"
Shino nodded, his kikaichū insects buzzing around him in anticipation. "Let's see if your skills match your bravado, Naruto."
Naruto grinned, his stance shifting slightly as he prepared for the next round. "Let's make it interesting then."
Meanwhile, on the other end of the field, Yugito closed her book and gracefully stepped forward, ready to face her opponents. Her serene demeanor belied the intensity of the situation. Opposite her stood Sai, Shikamaru, Ino, Choji, and Hinata, all prepared to take on the formidable kunoichi.
The spectators hushed, their eyes fixed on the unfolding confrontation. Naruto skill level telling everyone what to expect from her, and the tension in the air was palpable.
Shikamaru, ever the strategist, quickly assessed the situation. "We need to work together to take her down. Ino, link us up."
Ino nodded, performing the necessary hand signs to establish a telepathic connection between the team members. "Got it. We're linked."
Sai, with his usual calm expression, prepared his ink drawings, ready to launch them at a moment's notice. Choji activated his Multi-Size Technique, growing in size and strength. Hinata activated her Byakugan, her eyes focused intently on Yugito, ready to exploit any weakness.
Yugito observed them with a calm smile. "Five against one, huh? This should be interesting."
Without warning, Sai's ink creatures surged forward, aiming to immobilize Yugito. She moved with blinding speed, dodging the ink beasts effortlessly. In an instant, she was upon Sai, delivering a swift kick that sent him skidding backward.
Choji charged at her, his enlarged fist aiming to crush her. Yugito deftly sidestepped the attack and, with a powerful strike, sent Choji tumbling to the ground.
Hinata moved in, her Gentle Fist strikes aiming for Yugito's chakra points. Yugito parried and countered with fluid motions, each strike precise and powerful. Despite Hinata's efforts, Yugito's superior speed and strength quickly overwhelmed her.
"Troublesome," Shikamaru muttered, forming the hand signs for his Shadow Possession Jutsu. His shadow snaked out towards Yugito, who leaped into the air to avoid it. As she descended, Shikamaru adjusted his technique, catching her in mid-air.
"Got you," Shikamaru said, his voice strained from the effort.
Yugito smirked. "Impressive, but not enough." Channeling her chakra, she broke free from the shadow's grasp with a burst of energy, sending shockwaves across the field.
Ino seized the moment to attempt her Mind Transfer Jutsu, but Yugito anticipated the move. She dodged Ino's mental assault and countered with a quick, disabling strike that left Ino incapacitated.
With their team members down, Shikamaru, Sai, and Choji regrouped, preparing for another coordinated attack. Yugito stood at the ready, her expression calm and confident.
"Come on, boys," she taunted lightly. "Let's see what you've got."
The spectators watched in awe, realizing just how formidable Yugito truly was. The remaining team members braced themselves for the next round, knowing they were up against a ninja of extraordinary skill and power.
The tension on the field escalated as the remaining team members prepared for their next move. Shikamaru quickly formulated a new plan, his mind racing to find a way to overcome Yugito's overwhelming strength and agility.
"Choji, Sai, follow my lead," Shikamaru instructed through their telepathic link. "We need to coordinate our attacks more effectively."
Sai nodded, summoning more ink creatures to distract Yugito. At the same time, Choji charged forward, his body expanding further with the Multi-Size Technique. Shikamaru's shadow crept along the ground, ready to seize any opportunity.
Yugito's eyes flicked between her opponents, assessing their movements. She knew Shikamaru was the key to their strategy and decided to target him first. With a burst of speed, she dashed towards him, her intent clear.
"Now!" Shikamaru shouted.
Sai's ink creatures swarmed Yugito from all sides, momentarily slowing her advance. Choji, using his enlarged form, attempted to grapple her, but Yugito deftly dodged his massive arms. She countered with a powerful palm strike to his chest, sending him staggering back.
Despite the chaos, Shikamaru remained focused, his shadow weaving through the battlefield. He found an opening and successfully ensnared Yugito with his Shadow Possession Jutsu.
"Got you again," Shikamaru said, beads of sweat forming on his forehead from the effort.
Yugito's lips curled into a smirk. "Not for long." Summoning her chakra, she unleashed a pulse of energy that disrupted the shadow's hold, freeing herself once more.
Before Shikamaru could react, Yugito closed the distance and delivered a swift, precise kick that knocked him off his feet. Sai, seeing his chance, launched a series of ink lions at her. Yugito twisted and turned, evading most of them, but one managed to latch onto her arm. She gritted her teeth and dispelled it with a surge of chakra.
With Shikamaru down and Choji recovering from the previous hit, it was up to Sai to hold the line. He drew his tanto and charged at Yugito, engaging her in close combat. Their movements were a blur as they exchanged blows, each strike and counterstrike executed with precision.
Despite his skill, Sai found himself being outmatched by Yugito's superior strength and speed. She deflected his blade with her forearm and delivered a powerful punch to his midsection, knocking the wind out of him and sending him crashing to the ground.
Hinata, recovering from her earlier encounter, rejoined the fray. "I'm not done yet," she declared, her Byakugan flaring as she moved in to support Sai.
Yugito narrowed her eyes as she faced Hinata, her gaze sharp and penetrating. "You're holding back," she stated, her voice cutting through the tension on the battlefield.
Hinata's expression faltered for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing her features before she regained her composure. "I-I don't know what you mean," she stammered, her Byakugan gaze avoiding Yugito's piercing stare.
Yugito's lips curved into a knowing smirk. "Don't play coy with me, Hinata. I can see it in your eyes. You're not giving it your all."
Hinata's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, realizing that her secret had been exposed. She glanced at Sai and the others, feeling a mix of guilt and determination. "I... I have my reasons," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
Yugito's eyes flashed with disappointment as she berated Hinata. "How could you ever hope to stand by my brother Naruto if you insist on pretending to be this weak?" she demanded, her voice laced with incredulity. She was purposely pushing Hinata, wanting to see what would happen.
Hinata's breath caught in her throat, her fists clenched at her sides. "I-I'm not pretending," she protested, her voice quivering with emotion. "I just... I thought..."
Yugito interrupted, her tone cutting. "You thought what? That you could hide your true strength and still expect to be worthy of Naruto's side?" She shook her head, her expression hardening. "You're deluding yourself, Hinata."
Anger flared in Hinata's eyes, her resolve strengthening. "And where were you, Yugito?" she shot back, her voice tinged with accusation. "Where were you when Naruto needed you the most?"
For a moment, Yugito was caught off guard by the question, her facade slipping. But she quickly regained her composure, her expression turning cold. "It's none of your concern," she replied dismissively. "If you want answers, why don't you try beating them out of me?"
The challenge hung in the air between them, the tension palpable as Hinata and Yugito stared each other down. Emotions ran high as the battlefield became charged with the intensity of their confrontation.
Hinata's fury blazed like a wildfire as she surged forward, her every movement infused with a raw intensity that took Yugito by surprise. The air crackled with the electric tension of their clash, and spectators watched in awe as Hinata unleashed a torrent of high-level combat techniques.
Yugito, initially caught off guard by Hinata's sudden onslaught, quickly adjusted, her instincts kicking in as she met Hinata's strikes with her own formidable skills. The battlefield became a stage for their fierce exchange, each move calculated and executed with precision.
For Yugito, Hinata's newfound strength was a revelation. She had known Hinata to be reserved and timid, but now she witnessed a warrior with a fire burning in her eyes, unyielding and determined. The intensity of their battle surpassed anything Yugito had anticipated, and she found herself pushed to her limits to keep up with Hinata's relentless assault.
As blows were exchanged and techniques clashed, the spectators were spellbound by the spectacle unfolding before them. Naruto, watching from the other side of the field, felt a surge of pride swell within him as he witnessed Hinata's transformation. Gone was the shy girl he had once known; in her place stood a warrior worthy of admiration and respect.
As Hinata and Yugito clashed with breathtaking intensity on the battlefield, their teammates watched on, each filled with a mixture of awe and concern.
Shikamaru, his usually calm demeanor betraying a hint of surprise, turned to Sai beside him. "Did you ever expect Hinata to fight like this?"
Sai, his eyes fixed on the unfolding spectacle, shook his head slightly. "Not in my wildest dreams. She's tapped into a whole new level of strength."
Meanwhile, Choji watched with a mixture of pride and worry etched on his face. "She's really going all out," he remarked to Ino, who nodded in agreement. "I just hope she doesn't overdo it."
Ino, her eyes glued to the battle, couldn't help but admire Hinata's determination. "She's incredible," she murmured. "I've never seen her fight like this before."
As Hinata and Yugito engaged in their intense battle, the spectators on the sidelines were captivated by the display of skill and determination unfolding before them.
Whispers of amazement rippled through the crowd as Hinata unleashed techniques that surpassed even the most seasoned Jonin. "Is that really Hinata Hyuga?" one spectator murmured in disbelief. "I've never seen her fight like this before."
Another onlooker shook their head in awe. "She's on a whole other level. I didn't know she had it in her."
Hinata's father, Hiashi Hyuga, stood among the spectators, his expression unreadable as he watched his daughter unleash her newfound power. His fellow clan members exchanged surprised glances, murmuring among themselves about the unexpected display of strength from the usually reserved Hyuga heiress.
Nearby, a group of young Academy students watched wide-eyed, their admiration for Hinata growing with each passing moment. "I want to be just like her when I grow up," one of them whispered to their friend, who nodded enthusiastically in agreement.
Even the more seasoned ninja in the crowd couldn't help but be impressed by Hinata's prowess. "I've been a Jonin for years," one remarked, "and I can't pull off half the moves she's doing."
As the battle raged on, Hinata's unexpected display of skill continued to astound and inspire those watching. It was a testament to her determination and perseverance, a reminder that true strength could come from the most unlikely of places. And amidst the shock and awe of the spectators, one thing was clear: Hinata Hyuga had become a legend in the making.
Hinata's intensity continued to build, each strike and counter-strike with Yugito echoing across the battlefield. The spectators were still reeling from the surprise of her advanced skills when her teammates, driven by a mix of concern and determination, decided to join the fray.
Shikamaru was the first to act. "Hinata, we're with you!" he called out, forming hand signs rapidly. "Shadow Possession Jutsu!"
His shadow darted towards Yugito, aiming to immobilize her. Yugito, sensing the impending attack, deftly avoided the shadow, leaping into the air with graceful ease.
As she landed, Sai was already in motion, his ink creatures charging towards her. "Let's see how you handle this!" he shouted, sending his ink lions and serpents to flank her.
Yugito smirked, effortlessly sidestepping the creatures and dispelling them with swift, precise strikes. "You're going to have to do better than that," she taunted.
Choji, having transformed into his Partial Expansion Jutsu, lunged at Yugito, his enlarged arm crashing down. "We won't let you take Hinata down!" he roared.
Yugito's eyes flickered with amusement as she met Choji's attack head-on, catching his massive fist and using his own momentum to throw him aside, sending him tumbling.
Ino, coordinating with Shikamaru, attempted her Mind Transfer Jutsu. "Hold her steady, Shikamaru!" she urged.
Shikamaru's shadow finally caught Yugito's, freezing her momentarily. "Got you!" he exclaimed, but his triumph was short-lived.
Yugito's chakra flared, breaking free of the shadow bind with sheer force. "Impressive teamwork," she conceded, "but not enough."
Hinata, now flanked by her teammates, regrouped and renewed her assault with added vigor. "We can do this together!" she declared, launching a barrage of Gentle Fist strikes.
Yugito's movements became a blur as she systematically countered each of Hinata's attacks, displaying an almost casual indifference to the combined efforts against her. With each strike, Yugito demonstrated her superior skill, effortlessly parrying Hinata's blows while simultaneously dealing with the other assailants.
Sai's ink beasts were rendered harmless with quick, precise strikes. Choji, attempting another charge, was swept aside with a well-placed kick that sent him sprawling. Shikamaru's shadows were evaded with fluid, almost dance-like movements, and Ino's Mind Transfer was dodged with a sidestep that left her vulnerable and exposed.
Yugito finally decided to end the fight. She moved with lightning speed, targeting each of Hinata's teammates with surgical precision. A palm strike to Choji's chest sent him reeling back, gasping for breath. A swift kick to Shikamaru's legs toppled him to the ground, his shadows dissipating. Ino was caught mid-gesture, a chop to her neck rendering her unconscious. Sai, attempting to draw more ink creatures, was disarmed with a quick twist of his wrist and a push that sent him sprawling.
Finally, Yugito turned her full attention back to Hinata. The young Hyuga, though exhausted, stood her ground, her Byakugan blazing with determination. "I won't give up," she declared, her voice unwavering.
Yugito's expression softened for a moment, a hint of respect in her eyes. "You've proven your strength, Hinata," she said quietly, "but this ends now."
With a final, decisive movement, Yugito closed the distance between them, her speed overwhelming. She struck Hinata with a precise blow that bypassed her defenses, knocking the wind out of her and bringing her to her knees. Hinata, despite her best efforts, could not continue, her body finally succumbing to exhaustion.
The battlefield fell silent as Yugito stood victorious, her gaze sweeping over the fallen combatants. She had systematically taken down each opponent, demonstrating her superior skill and control without ever truly exerting herself.
Yugito bent down next to Hinata, who was struggling to catch her breath. Despite her exhaustion, Hinata's eyes still burned with determination. Yugito offered a hand to help her up.
"You fought well, Hinata," Yugito said softly, genuine admiration in her voice. "I can see why Naruto is fond of you."
Hinata, still catching her breath, looked up at Yugito, her eyes wide with surprise. She took the offered hand and allowed herself to be pulled to her feet.
"Thank you," Hinata replied, her voice trembling slightly. "But... why did you push me so hard?"
Yugito looked away for a moment, her expression pensive. "I needed to see your resolve," she began. "You see, I regret not being there for Naruto when he was a child. It breaks my heart that I couldn't be there for him, but I didn't know anything about him. Naruto saved me in more ways than I will ever be able to repay. He showed me kindness and strength when I needed it the most."
Hinata listened intently, her own heart aching for Naruto. She had always known his life had been hard, but hearing it from Yugito made it even more poignant.
"Naruto is my little brother, and I won't let anyone hurt him," Yugito continued, her voice firm. "But more than that, I needed to know if you could be the one to stand by his side, to support him. Naruto has faced many trials and tribulations, and there will be more to come. Right now, he needs love as much as he needs strength. He needs people around him who he can truly trust."
Hinata's eyes filled with tears, but she nodded resolutely. "I understand," she said quietly. "I want to be that person for him. I want to support him in any way I can."
Yugito placed a hand on Hinata's shoulder, squeezing it gently. "I believe you can," she said. "Your strength, your determination—they are exactly what Naruto needs. Just remember, it's not just about being strong for him. It's about being there for him, loving him, and standing by his side no matter what."
Hinata's tears spilled over, but she smiled, a look of fierce determination on her face. "I will," she promised. "I will always be there for Naruto."
Yugito smiled back, a rare softness in her eyes. "Good. Then I can rest a little easier knowing that he's in good hands."
As she helped Hinata steady herself, Yugito's thoughts turned inward. She knew that Hinata wasn't the only one vying for Naruto's heart. The competition for his affection would be fierce, and those rivals would challenge Hinata both physically and mentally. Yugito glanced in Kurenai's direction, narrowing her eyes.
A silent vow formed in her mind. "No woman will hurt Naruto again. Not like her or that other pompous bitch!" The memory of the pain inflicted by another woman lingered, fueling her determination to protect her little brother at all costs.
As Yugito vowed to herself, the rest of Hinata's teammates began to stir. The realization that their parts in the test were over and they had been soundly beaten was settling in. They exchanged glances, a mix of frustration and determination evident in their expressions as they slowly rose to their feet.
Shikamaru rubbed the back of his neck, wincing slightly. "Well, that was troublesome," he muttered, his usual laziness momentarily overshadowed by a grudging respect for Yugito's skill.
Choji dusted himself off, a sheepish grin on his face. "I guess we were out of our league," he admitted, looking over at Hinata with admiration. "But Hinata, you were amazing out there."
Sai, his usually impassive face showing a flicker of surprise, nodded in agreement. "Your growth is commendable, Hinata," he said simply, offering her a rare, genuine smile.
Ino, still recovering from Yugito's precise strike, walked over to Hinata, placing a supportive hand on her shoulder. "You really showed us what you're made of, Hinata," she said warmly. "I knew you had it in you."
Hinata blushed under the praise of her teammates but managed a grateful smile. "Thank you, everyone," she replied softly. "I couldn't have done it without your support."
Yugito watched the interaction with a quiet smile, appreciating the camaraderie and support among the team. It reminded her of her own friends.
An explosion in the distance drew everyone's attention to the other side of the training ground, where Naruto and Shino were engaged in combat. The loud boom echoed across the field, sending a cloud of dust and debris into the air. Every spectator turned to watch, curiosity and concern etched on their faces.
"They're still fighting?" Ino asked, eyes wide with surprise. "What was that explosion?"
"I didn't know Shino had attacks that could cause such a blast," Choji muttered, looking worried. "But then again, we don't really know what Naruto is capable of now, do we?"
Shikamaru, still rubbing the back of his neck, narrowed his eyes as he tried to peer through the dust cloud. "Naruto's been away from the village for over a decade," he said thoughtfully. "He's got to be incredibly strong to have beaten both Sasuke and Kiba so easily."
Hinata, standing beside Yugito, felt her heart clench with worry for Naruto. She knew he had grown stronger, but seeing the scale of the battle was still unsettling. "Naruto..." she whispered, her eyes fixed on the distant figures.
Sai, ever the observer, watched with a calculating look. "If Naruto can handle Shino's abilities so effortlessly, it speaks volumes about his training and experience," he commented.
The spectators began to murmur amongst themselves, their awe and curiosity growing. "We know Shino's skills with his insects," one ninja remarked. "But Uzumaki... what kind of power does he possess now?"
As they neared the battlefield, the scene before them became clearer. Naruto stood with a calm, composed demeanor, while Shino's insects buzzed around him in a defensive formation. The explosion seemed to have barely fazed Naruto, who looked more annoyed than anything.
"Is that all you've got, Shino?" Naruto called out, his voice carrying across the training ground. "Come on, show me something interesting."
Shino adjusted his sunglasses, his expression unreadable. "You haven't changed, Naruto," he said evenly. "Still underestimating your opponents."
A faint smile played on Naruto's lips. "Maybe. Or maybe I've just gotten better at reading people."
Yugito took a step forward, her gaze fixed on her brother. "Naruto!" she called out, her voice carrying over the battlefield.
Naruto glanced over, his eyes meeting Yugito's. For a moment, his intense expression softened, a brief acknowledgment of her presence. Then, he turned back to Shino, ready for whatever came next.
Hinata, standing beside her teammates, watched with a mix of awe and concern. "Naruto..." she whispered, her heart pounding in her chest.
Shino adjusted his glasses, his voice calm but firm. "You've grown stronger, Naruto. But let's see if you can handle this."
Naruto smirked, his confidence unwavering. "Bring it on, Shino. I'm just getting started.-
Shino suddenly called back his bugs, a wave of surprise rippled through the onlookers. Their attention was then drawn to him as he removed his jacket, revealing a sleeveless muscle shirt that showcased his lean, muscular frame. Yugito couldn't help but let out a good-natured whistle at the sight, while Ino and even Anko on the sidelines couldn't hide their blushes.
Anko, never one to shy away from making a bold comment, couldn't resist remarking on Shino's muscles. "Well, well, looks like the bug guy's been hitting the gym," she quipped, earning a sharp look from Kurenai, Shino's sensei.
"Anko, show some restraint. Shino is my student," Kurenai chastised, her tone firm.
Anko shrugged nonchalantly. "Old enough to ninja, old enough for Anko," she retorted with a smirk.
Shibi Aburame, Shino's father, approached Anko with his characteristic calm demeanor. "Anko, if you wouldn't mind refraining from scaring my son until he has his first kill," he requested politely, though the underlying seriousness was evident in his tone.
Anko raised an eyebrow at Shibi's request. "No promises," she replied with a mischievous grin.
Meanwhile, the spectators chuckled at the banter unfolding on the sidelines, their attention momentarily diverted from the intense battle that had been taking place. Shino's unexpected display had injected a moment of levity into the atmosphere, providing a brief respite from the tension of the training ground.
As Shino pulled out two kunai, the atmosphere grew tense with anticipation. With a swift motion, he tossed one of the kunai to Naruto, who caught it effortlessly, his gaze locking intensely with Shino's.
As Shino executed his technique, infusing the kunai with an otherworldly energy, he uttered the words, "May Thy Knife chip and shatter." The phrase resonated through the air, adding an eerie
As Shino executed his technique, infusing the kunai with an otherworldly energy, he uttered the words, "May Thy Knife chip and shatter." The phrase resonated through the air, adding an eerie intensity to the moment.
Naruto couldn't help but laugh out loud at Shino's dramatic declaration, his amusement evident in his genuine smile. "Nice one, Shino," he remarked, his voice filled with admiration.
Shino nodded in acknowledgment, a hint of satisfaction in his expression. "Thank you, Naruto," he replied, his tone calm and composed.
Their exchange continued in the language that only they understood, their words flowing effortlessly between them. Naruto spoke again, his voice carrying an unfamiliar cadence. "I see you've been studying those books, Shino."
Shino's eyes widened slightly, but he responded smoothly in the same language, "Yes, they offer fascinating insights."
The spectators watched in fascination, their faces etched with confusion and curiosity. Whispers began to spread among the crowd as they tried to decipher the meaning of the strange language.
"What are they saying?" Ino whispered to Shikamaru, her brow furrowed in bewilderment.
"No idea," Shikamaru replied, his eyes narrowed in concentration. "I've never heard that language before."
"Do you think it's some kind of code?" Choji asked, glancing at his teammates.
Kurenai, watching from the sidelines, shook her head slowly. "It's not a code I've ever seen," she murmured, her eyes fixed on Shino and Naruto.
Naruto chuckled again, his expression shifting to one of determination as he repeated Shino's words in the same mysterious language. "May Thy Knife chip and shatter," he echoed, his voice carrying a weight of understanding.
Shino's eyes gleamed with approval as he met Naruto's gaze. "Indeed," he responded fluently in the same language, surprising everyone with his ease.
With a shared understanding, they began their intricate dance of blades, the rhythm of their fight echoing through the training ground. Shino's movements were precise and methodical, each strike aimed with pinpoint accuracy. But Naruto, fueled by his unyielding spirit, matched each blow with unwavering resolve, his movements fluid and instinctual.
As the duel intensified, Naruto's stamina proved unyielding, his energy seemingly boundless. With each exchange, Shino found himself slowly losing ground, his movements faltering against Naruto's relentless assault.
The spectators watched in awe, their earlier confusion now replaced with admiration. "Look at the speed and precision," murmured one observer, eyes wide with astonishment.
"Shino's always been skilled, but Naruto... he's on another level," another remarked, shaking their head in disbelief.
With a lightning-fast strike, Naruto knocked Shino's knife from his grasp, sending it spinning through the air. In the blink of an eye, Naruto subdued Shino, his expertise evident as he effortlessly pinned his opponent to the ground.
For a moment, as Shino lay beneath Naruto's gaze, a flicker of uncertainty crossed his features. But just as he braced himself for the finishing blow, Naruto halted, his hand poised above Shino's chest.
"You fought well, Shino," Naruto said, his voice calm yet resolute. "But there's more to combat than just skill with a blade."
Shino's brow furrowed in confusion as Naruto released him, allowing him to rise to his feet. "What do you mean?" he asked, curiosity lacing his words.
"Evading a sword you cannot see demonstrates an ability to sense your enemy's intention," Naruto explained, his tone earnest. "Knowing that your enemies will strike is one thing. But sensing when they will strike can mean the difference between victory and defeat."
A faint smile tugged at the corners of Shino's lips as he absorbed Naruto's words. "You're not as stupid as you used to be," he remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Naruto chuckled, the tension of their battle dissipating as they shared a moment of camaraderie. "Thanks, I think," he replied, a playful glint in his eyes.
With a nod of understanding, Naruto offered Shino a hand up, the gesture a symbol of respect between warriors. Shino accepted it, standing beside Naruto as they both caught their breath.
Naruto smiled warmly. "You know, Shino, I still remember the old days. You were always the quiet one, but you never ignored me like the others did."
Shino nodded, a rare smile touching his lips. "You were always full of energy, Naruto. It was hard not to notice you."
Naruto's expression softened. "You were my only friend back then, Shino. When everyone else turned their backs on me, you didn't. I'll always be grateful for that."
Shino adjusted his glasses, looking slightly embarrassed but pleased. "I never saw a reason to treat you differently. You were always just... Naruto."
Naruto chuckled, his laughter carrying a mix of nostalgia and warmth. "Thanks, Shino. It meant a lot more to me than you might think. I can teach you more advanced swordplay techniques if you're interested," Naruto offered, his tone sincere.
Shino's eyes gleamed with newfound determination as he accepted Naruto's offer. "I would be honored to learn from you," he replied, a sense of anticipation building within him.
As the tension between Naruto and Shino eased, a sudden realization dawned on Naruto. With a sheepish grin, he reached into his pocket and withdrew a sealed envelope, its contents a mystery to Shino.
"What's this?" Shino asked, his curiosity piqued as Naruto unsealed the envelope.
Naruto's expression turned thoughtful as he explained, "Someone gave me this envelope a while back, but they were too embarrassed to give it to me directly. They made me promise not to look inside."
Shino's interest intensified, his curiosity now fully engaged. With a sense of anticipation, he accepted the envelope from Naruto's outstretched hand, his fingers trembling slightly as he broke the seal.
As Shino carefully extracted the contents of the envelope, his eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected addition—a strange, rectangular device nestled among the letter and four photographs. He examined it closely, noting its unfamiliar design and compact size.
"What in the world is this?" Shino muttered to himself, his curiosity piqued as he turned the mysterious device over in his hands.
Naruto, peering over Shino's shoulder, furrowed his brows in confusion. "Oh, right," he said, realizing Shino's lack of familiarity with modern technology. "That's a mobile phone. It's a device that lets you send messages and make calls over long distances."
Shino's eyes widened in astonishment at the revelation. "Messages and calls over long distances?" he repeated, his voice tinged with disbelief. "That sounds like something out of a sci-fi novel."
Naruto chuckled at Shino's reaction, understanding the shinobi's surprise at the advanced technology. "Yeah, it's pretty cool, huh?" he replied, a hint of excitement in his voice. "I got a few of these to distribute to some friends, including Hinata and Yugao."
With a mixture of curiosity and trepidation, Shino powered on the mobile phone, its screen lighting up with a series of unfamiliar icons and symbols. As he navigated through its features, he discovered a series of pre-loaded images, each one depicting a different scene.
"This... mobile phone," Shino murmured, his voice filled with awe. "It's truly a marvel of modern technology."
As Shino navigated through the photos preloaded on the mobile phone, his eyes widened in astonishment at the variety of images displayed before him. From serene landscapes to playful snapshots of friends, each photograph captured a moment frozen in time, imbued with its own unique story.
But amidst the ordinary images, Shino's attention was drawn to a series of photos that elicited a different reaction—a mixture of surprise, embarrassment, and intrigue. These were no ordinary snapshots; they were provocative, capturing moments of intimacy and playfulness that left Shino feeling both captivated and flustered.
Naruto, observing Shino's reaction, couldn't help but chuckle at his friend's visible discomfort. "Looks like someone got tired of just sending letters," he teased, a mischievous glint in his eye.
Shino's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as he hastily scrolled past the more risqué photos, his curiosity battling with his embarrassment. But amidst the embarrassment, there was also a sense of fascination—an appreciation for the intimacy and vulnerability captured in each image.
"This... this is unexpected," Shino muttered, his voice betraying a mixture of surprise and admiration.
Naruto grinned, understanding Shino's reaction all too well. "Yeah, I guess she wanted to spice things up a bit," he remarked, his tone lighthearted.
As Shino continued to explore the photos on the mobile phone, his initial discomfort began to give way to a sense of appreciation for the person behind the lens. Each image offered a glimpse into their world, their hopes, their desires, and their vulnerabilities laid bare for Shino to see. While Naruto and Shino were reminiscing, out of nowhere, a giant fireball appeared, hurtling toward them at high speeds. Gasps erupted from the spectators as they mobilized, ready to intervene and protect the two shinobi.
Before anyone could react, Shino swiftly channeled wind chakra into his hand. With a precise and powerful swipe, he cut the fireball cleanly in half, the two blazing halves dissipating harmlessly to either side. Naruto stood calmly, unfazed by the near attack, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Nice speed, Shino," Naruto complimented, his voice steady and impressed.
Shino nodded, his eyes narrowing as he turned to face the source of the attack. Emerging from the smoke and chaos was Sasuke, his face contorted with rage, his body battered and bruised from his earlier encounter with Naruto.
"Sasuke," Naruto said, his tone carrying a mix of disappointment and resolve. "What do you think you're doing?"
Sasuke's eyes blazed with fury, his Sharingan activated and swirling with intensity. "I'm not done yet, Naruto! I'll prove I'm stronger than you! Fight me!"
As Sasuke attempted to goad Naruto into a fight, his words dripping with contempt and arrogance, Naruto remained surprisingly calm. He listened to Sasuke's tirade with a detached expression, his gaze unwavering.
"You're just scared to face me alone, aren't you, Naruto?" Sasuke taunted, his voice laced with bitterness. "You know you can't beat me without someone holding your hand."
Naruto's response was simple yet decisive. "I'm done playing your games, Sasuke," he stated, his tone firm. "I have no interest in indulging your petty jealousy or your need for validation."
Sasuke's eyes narrowed, his frustration mounting as Naruto's indifference washed over him like a cold wave. "What are you talking about?" he demanded, his voice tinged with anger.
Naruto sighed, his patience wearing thin. "I'm forfeiting the exhibition," he declared, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "I have better things to do than waste my time with someone who can't see past their own superiority and inferiority complexes. I'm not interested."
"Well then get interested!"
Sasuke lunged forward in another futile attempt to attack Naruto, his movements fueled by a mixture of anger and desperation, Shino moved to intercept. But before he could intervene, Naruto raised a hand, signaling for Shino to stand down.
With a calm yet steely resolve, Naruto faced Sasuke head-on. As Sasuke's fist closed in, Naruto moved with lightning speed, dodging the blow effortlessly. In one swift motion, Naruto countered with a single, devastating punch aimed directly at Sasuke's gut.
The force of the blow struck Sasuke like a freight train, knocking the wind out of him and sending him crashing to his knees. A wave of nausea washed over Sasuke as he doubled over, his body wracked with pain and humiliation.
Naruto stood over Sasuke, his gaze unwavering as he looked down at his fallen opponent. There was no triumph in Naruto's expression, only a sense of quiet resolve and a hint of pity.
Sasuke, on the other hand, felt a seething rage boiling within him. The humiliation of being brought to his knees by Naruto, the object of his envy and resentment, fueled the flames of his hatred even further.
As he struggled to catch his breath, Sasuke's eyes burned with a newfound intensity, a deep-seated hatred of Naruto simmering just beneath the surface. In that moment, Sasuke vowed to himself that he would never forget the humiliation he had endured at Naruto's hands. And one day, he swore, he would make Naruto pay for it, no matter the cost.
As the exhibition came to an abrupt end, the Hokage stepped forward, his expression grave as he addressed the gathered spectators. "This exhibition is over," he announced firmly. "All injured participants will be attended to by our medic-nin, and those who are unconscious will be awakened promptly."
The medic-nin sprang into action, rushing to assess the condition of the genin and administer aid where needed. Meanwhile, some members of the civilian council began to voice their discontent, their complaints echoing through the crowd.
"Naruto shouldn't have hurt Uchiha-sama like that!" one of them exclaimed, his voice tinged with indignation.
Naruto, unfazed by the accusations, turned to face the council members, his expression unapologetic. "It's not my fault that the Uchiha couldn't handle himself," he retorted, his voice cutting through the murmurs of dissent. "If anything, it just shows that he's inadequate."
Koharu, his disdain evident in his tone, spoke up from the sidelines. "Sasuke has been trained by some of the finest teachers our village has to offer," he declared, his voice dripping with contempt. "There's no way Naruto could have defeated him without some form of cheating."
Naruto's response was swift and direct. "And yet," he countered, his voice steady, "He only won because I chose to forfeit. If Sasuke can't handle losing, that's his problem, not mine."
The civilian council's murmurs grew louder and more insistent. One civilian council member, an older man with a stern expression, stepped forward. "This is unacceptable! Sasuke is the last of the Uchiha clan, our village's future. You shouldn't have humiliated him like that!"
Another council member chimed in, her voice sharp. "What kind of example are you setting, Uzumaki? Do you think you can just go around injuring our promising genin with no consequences?"
Naruto remained calm, his gaze unwavering. "If they can't handle a fight, they shouldn't be here," he replied. "Being a shinobi isn't about being coddled."
The murmurs intensified, and it was then that Koharu Utatane stepped forward. Her presence commanded attention, and the crowd fell silent as she spoke. "Naruto Uzumaki," she began, her tone authoritative, "you need to understand your place in this village. You may have some skill, but you are not above the rules and expectations set for all shinobi."
Naruto's eyes narrowed, his posture straightening. "My place? My place is wherever I choose it to be, Koharu. I'm not here to fit into anyone's mold or to play by rules designed to hold me back."
Koharu's eyes flashed with annoyance. "You are still a part of this village, and you will show respect to its elders and its traditions. Your behavior today was reckless and disrespectful."
Naruto's patience wore thin. "Respect is earned, not demanded. If Sasuke or anyone else can't handle a real fight, then they need to train harder. I'm not here to stroke anyone's ego."
The Hokage, sensing the rising tension, stepped in to restore order. "That's enough," he commanded, his voice firm. "This exhibition was meant to test and showcase the abilities of our genin. It was not meant to become a battleground for personal grievances."
The council members quieted, but Koharu wasn't finished. "You will remember your place, boy. You may have some talent, but without the village's support, you are nothing. You think you can defy us, Uzumaki?" she asked, her voice cold and authoritative.
Naruto didn't flinch. Instead, he met her gaze with unwavering confidence. "I don't think. I know," he replied, his voice steady and calm, yet carrying an undercurrent of undeniable strength. The sky was overcast, casting a somber shadow over the gathering. His bright blue eyes locked onto Koharu's aged, calculating gaze. "I don't need the village's support to know my worth. I know what I'm capable of, and I won't let anyone, not even you, tell me otherwise."
"You will be silent genin!"
But Naruto did not fall silent. Instead, he took a step forward, his voice erupting with a force that seemed to shake the very ground beneath them.
"SILENCE!"
With that command, his chakra flaring violently around him. The raw power and killing intent in his voice washed over Koharu like a physical force, causing her to stagger back as if struck.
Koharu's eyes widened in shock and fear. She felt the oppressive weight of Naruto's chakra pressing down on her old body, bringing an immense and unfamiliar fear. For a moment, she was paralyzed, unable to breathe or move under the sheer intensity of his presence.
"You... you abomination!" she gasped, her voice trembling with a mixture of rage and terror. "How dare you!"
Naruto's eyes burned with a cold fire as he took another step forward. "I am what you made me," he replied, his voice steady and filled with a deep, resonant power. "All the hatred, the isolation, the suffering you imposed on me—this is your doing."
Danzo, who had been watching the exchange with narrowed eyes, took a step forward. His presence added another layer of tension to the already charged atmosphere. "You overstep your bounds, Naruto," Danzo said, his voice calm but menacing. "The will of the council is absolute."
As Danzo spoke, his hidden Sharingan eye activated, attempting to exert control over Naruto's mind. But Naruto, sensing the familiar malevolent presence, turned his gaze directly to Danzo, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Trying to pull your old tricks again, Danzo?" he said, his voice laced with irony. "You should remember how well that worked on my mother."
Danzo's expression tightened, his Sharingan eye flickering with frustration. The inside joke—an unspoken reference to his past attempt to control Kushina Uzumaki years ago—was not lost on him. For a brief moment, it seemed as though Danzo's grip on the situation might falter.
The training ground was utterly silent, the tension crackling in the air. The gathered shinobi and villagers watched in awe and fear, sensing the monumental shift in power dynamics. Koharu's face hardened, but the fear in her eyes was unmistakable, a flicker of recognition of the monster she had helped create.
"You think you can change the will of the council with brute force?" she sneered, her voice barely masking her uncertainty.
Naruto's gaze intensified, his chakra still radiating powerfully. "It's not just force. It's determination. It's the will to protect and to change. You can try to silence me, but my actions will speak louder than anything you could ever say."
Koharu opened her mouth to retort, but the sheer force of Naruto's presence seemed to render her speechless. The silence stretched on, heavy with the weight of unspoken truths and the promise of change. The gathered shinobi and villagers watched, sensing the shift in power dynamics.
Finally, Koharu turned away, her expression inscrutable but her fear palpable. The elders murmured among themselves, clearly shaken by the encounter.
The Hokage raised his hand, signaling an end to the discussion. "This matter is closed. Medic-nin, tend to the injured. Everyone else, disperse."
As the crowd began to break up, the tension still hung in the air. The Hokage gave Naruto a meaningful look, a mixture of concern and understanding, before turning to address other matters. Naruto, unfazed, turned his attention back to Shino and the others, knowing that his fight was far from over.
"Yugito, Shino, Hinata," he began, "how about we go get something to eat?"
Yugito shook her head with a tired smile. "I'm going to head home and take a nap. It's been a long day." With that, she disappeared in a blur, leaving the training ground.
Shino and Hinata nodded in agreement, but as they prepared to leave, the other genin began to approach, eager to join. Naruto raised a hand to stop them.
"I appreciate it, but I only want to talk to Shino and Hinata right now."
The other genin looked disappointed but respected Naruto's wish. They stepped back, allowing Naruto, Shino, and Hinata some space. Naruto's tone had been cold but not hostile, and the others sensed that it was best not to push.
As they turned to leave, Hiashi Hyuga, Hinata's father, approached them. His presence commanded attention, and both Naruto and Hinata stopped in their tracks. Hiashi's expression was unreadable, but his tone was surprisingly cordial. "Naruto Uzumaki," he began, "I would like to extend an invitation for you to have dinner at the Hyuga compound tonight."
Hinata's eyes widened in surprise, a flicker of suspicion crossing her face. Naruto, however, maintained his composure and smiled politely. "Thank you, Hiashi-sama. I accept your invitation."
Hiashi nodded, satisfied with Naruto's response. "Very well. We will expect you at sundown." He then turned and walked away, leaving Hinata looking even more bewildered.
Naruto glanced at her and gave a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Hinata. It'll be fine. You're welcome to join us for some food now if you'd like."
Hinata blushed slightly but nodded. "I'd like that, Naruto."
Shino, observing the exchange, adjusted his glasses. "An interesting turn of events," he remarked quietly.
Naruto nodded. "Indeed. Let's head out."
As they walked away from the training ground, Hinata watched them go, her mind racing with questions and concerns about her father's sudden invitation and what it might mean for Naruto. She walked alongside them, feeling a mixture of curiosity and anticipation.