Chapter 9: A gamble

Three days had passed since Naruto returned to Konoha. The village buzzed with activity, its people unaware of the turmoil that plagued one of their own. Naruto sat in his room, his eyes fixed on the wooden floor. His mind wandered back to the failed Akatsuki plan, the argument, and the heavy departure of his comrades. The weight of his experiences in Kumo and the emotional toll of seeing his hope for a brighter future shatter before him gnawed at him.

A knock on the door broke his reverie. The door creaked open, and Minato stepped in, his expression stoic. He closed the door behind him and stood for a moment, observing his son in silence.

"Naruto," Minato began, his voice even. "How are you holding up?"

Naruto looked up, his eyes meeting his father's. He hesitated, unsure of how much to share. "I'm... managing, Dad."

Minato nodded, taking a seat opposite Naruto. "I wanted to check on you. It's been a long time."

Naruto's heart tightened. "Yeah, four years is a long time."

Minato studied Naruto's face, searching for signs of the boy he once knew. "Naruto, the story of your escape from Kumogakure...is there anything you're keeping from me?"

Naruto shifted uncomfortably. "I've told you already. Killer Bee and Yugito Nii helped me. They... sympathized with me, being jinchuriki and all."

Minato raised an eyebrow, skepticism in his eyes. "Enemy jinchuriki helped you escape? That's hard to believe, Naruto."

"They did," Naruto insisted. "They said they understood me...or something."

Minato sighed, rubbing his temples. "I suppose it's plausible. But you must understand how it sounds. Kumo blamed us for taking you, and now you're telling me their own jinchuriki helped you escape? It sounds ridiculous."

Naruto's jaw clenched, but he held his tongue. "It's the truth."

There was a moment of silence before Minato spoke again. "You know, Naruto, you should have been training harder. If you had been stronger, maybe you wouldn't have been captured by Yugito."

Naruto's fists tightened, not believing what he was hearing. "Dad, I—"

Minato held up a hand, cutting him off. "Konoha needs you to be at your best. This war isn't going to end anytime soon, and we need every advantage we can get. You have to catch up with the other jinchuriki."

The anger bubbled within Naruto, but he swallowed it down, forcing himself to remain calm. "I'll do my best."

Minato stood up, his face still unreadable. "Good. That's what I expect from you."

As Minato turned to leave, he paused at the door. For a moment, his stoic mask slipped, revealing a flicker of something softer. "Naruto, I'm glad you're back. I just wish it was under better circumstances."

Naruto looked up, surprised by the rare display of emotion. "Me too, Dad."

Minato nodded once before stepping out of the room, closing the door behind him. As he walked down the hallway, his thoughts were a turmoil of conflicting emotions. He wished he could express how deeply he cared for Naruto, how much he had missed him. But the weight of leadership and the demands of war kept him distant, his true feelings hidden beneath a mask of duty.

In his room, Naruto stared at the closed door, his heart heavy. He longed for a father who might have shown their long missing son more warmth and affection. But the man who had just left was like a stranger, a leader more than a father. Naruto took a deep breath, steeling himself for the days ahead. He had a lot to prove, not just to his father, but to himself.

The Raikage's office was a hive of activity. The room was filled with the low hum of strategic discussions, maps spread out across the table, and the sharp clink of metal as shinobi adjusted their gear. At the head of the table, the Raikage, with his imposing presence, stood tall, his eyes scanning the gathered generals and strategists.

"Let's get to it," the Raikage said, his voice booming. "We've made significant progress thanks to our newly deployed artillery. We defended Kumo from being overrun and are now pushing the enemy back, forcing them into a retreat."

Darui nodded, pointing to a large map pinned to the wall. "Our scouts have reported that the enemy has set up a series of formidable defenses between their soldiers and Konoha and Suna. These defenses are extensive, but with the proper use of our artillery, we can break through."

The Raikage crossed his arms, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Indeed. Our artillery forces are key to this operation. With their firepower, we can weaken their defenses before our troops move in for the decisive blow."

One of the generals, an older shinobi with a scar running down his cheek, leaned forward. "Since the return of Yugito and Killer Bee to Kumo two weeks ago, they've been in holding, undergoing the screening process to ensure their loyalty remains unshakable. We must ask the Raikage when we can deploy them to bolster our war effort?"

The Raikage's eyes darkened slightly. "They claim to have escaped from Konoha's captivity. While their return is a boon, we need to be certain their loyalty hasn't wavered. They are crucial assets, but we can't afford any internal risks."

Darui glanced at the Raikage, his expression thoughtful. "Iwagakure has recovered their jinchuriki as well. However, the Hidden Mist Village still hasn't seen Fuu of the seven tails."

"Good," the Raikage grunted. "It means we still have some advantage. The return of Bee and Yugito is a significant morale booster for our forces. Once they clear the screening, they will be reabsorbed into our ranks, adding to our strength."

Another officer, a younger woman, spoke up. "What's the plan for advancing on the enemy's defenses?"

The Raikage's smile returned, wider and more confident. "We will begin with an intensive artillery bombardment in the next few days. Our artillery division will move out immediately, setting up their positions to maximize their range and impact."

Darui stepped forward, tracing a path on the map. "Our initial strikes will focus on their supply lines and key defensive positions. We need to disrupt their logistics and create openings for our ground forces to exploit."

The Raikage nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Exactly. Once their defenses are weakened, we'll launch a full-scale assault. Our troops are ready and motivated. With our artillery paving the way and the imminent return of our jinchuriki, victory is within our grasp."

The generals exchanged determined glances, the air thick with anticipation. The Raikage's confidence was infectious, and the room buzzed with a renewed sense of purpose.

"Remember," the Raikage said, his voice dropping to a more serious tone, "this war isn't just about defeating the enemy. It's about securing the future of Kumo and our allies. We fight not just for victory, but for lasting peace on our own terms."

Darui nodded, his expression resolute. "We'll ensure our forces are ready for the artillery preparation. The bombardment will begin as planned, and we'll move swiftly to capitalize on its success."

The Raikage gave a final nod, his eyes sweeping over the assembled shinobi. "Prepare your units. Move out immediately. We have a war to win."

As the meeting adjourned, the generals dispersed, each with their own tasks to oversee. The Raikage remained standing, his gaze fixed on the map. Deep down, he was pleased with the progress they had made and the return of Bee and Yugito. They were exceptional shinobi, and their presence would bolster their forces' morale and strength. It was only a matter of time before the pair would be released from screening and reabsorbed into their ranks.

The Raikage's eyes narrowed in determination. The enemy's defenses would fall, and Kumo would emerge victorious. All they needed was the right strategy and the unwavering resolve of their warriors.

Sasuke crouched in the dusty trench, his eyes scanning the horizon. The 35th Light Brigade, now part of the 5th Allied Corps, had seen better days. The once cohesive unit was now a mix of Konoha and Suna forces, brought together by necessity rather than choice. Around him, soldiers moved with purpose, reinforcing defenses and preparing for the next inevitable assault.

Shisui dropped down beside him, his expression a mixture of fatigue and determination. "How are you holding up, Sasuke?"

Sasuke sighed, his eyes never leaving the horizon. "I hate this, Shisui. We're on the defensive, retreating. The enemy's gained the initiative. It doesn't sit right with me."

Shisui nodded, his gaze following Sasuke's. "I know what you mean. It's not easy being on the back foot. But we've been in worse spots before, and we always find a way."

Sasuke's grip tightened on the hilt of his katana. "It's different this time. They're pressing us hard, and our lines are stretched thin. I can't help but feel like we're just waiting for the inevitable."

Shisui placed a hand on Sasuke's shoulder. "Look, Sasuke, I understand your frustration. We're all feeling it. But we have to trust in our leaders and our comrades. We still have a chance to turn this around."

Sasuke glanced at Shisui, doubt in his eyes. "Do you really believe that? Or are you just saying it to keep me from losing hope?"

Shisui's eyes flickered with uncertainty. "Honestly, I'm not sure. This war has taken a toll on all of us. But if we give up now, then all the sacrifices we've made will be for nothing. We have to hold on to whatever hope we can find."

Sasuke frowned, his mind racing with possibilities. "It feels like we're in the dark, just waiting for something to change. There must be more to this."

Shisui hesitated. "All we can do is follow orders and do our best. We're not privy to all the plans. But you can bet the Hokage and the Kazekage are working on something."

Unbeknownst to Shisui, in secret and away from the knowledge of all but the Hokage and his inner circle, the Konoha-Suna alliance was relying on an elite group of shinobi to turn the tide for them in one daring action. This operation, if successful, could shift the balance of power back in their favor.

Sasuke clenched his fist, frustration boiling over. "I just wish we had more information. Sitting here, waiting to get killed by their new weapons, it feels like we're powerless."

Shisui squeezed Sasuke's shoulder reassuringly. "I get it, Sasuke. But right now, our job is to hold this line and protect our comrades. Trust in the Hokage and the plan. They wouldn't risk everything on this unless they believed it could work."

Sasuke took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing thoughts. "You're right, Shisui. We have to do our part and hope that this... whatever this is, works. But it doesn't make the waiting any easier."

Shisui chuckled softly. "No, it doesn't. But remember, Sasuke, we're shinobi. We've faced impossible odds before, and we'll do it again. Just keep your head up and stay focused."

Sasuke nodded, a flicker of determination reigniting in his eyes. "Right, Shisui. I'll do my best."

As they sat in the trench, the sounds of the bustling camp around them, both men found a renewed sense of resolve. They knew the path ahead was fraught with danger and uncertainty, but they also knew that giving up was not an option. They would hold the line, and they would fight for their future, no matter the cost.

The night was shrouded in silence as an elite Anbu squad moved through the dense forest towards their target, their dog tags proudly displaying the symbol of the hidden leaf village. The moonlight barely penetrated the thick canopy, casting shadows that danced eerily around them. Every step was calculated, every breath measured. This mission was critical: they had to disable Kumo's artillery in an attempt to turn the tide of the war. Failure was not an option.

Kakashi, masked and vigilant, led the squad with the practiced ease of a seasoned leader. His Sharingan flickered, scanning for any signs of danger. Beside him, Hinata moved with the grace of a phantom, her Byakugan activated, scanning the area for enemy chakra signatures. Her eyes, capable of seeing through the dark and detecting traps, were essential for the success of this mission.

"We're close," Kakashi whispered, barely audible over the rustling leaves. "Everyone, remember your positions and stay silent."

The squad nodded in unison, their faces hidden behind masks, expressions unreadable but resolve unmistakable. Each member knew their role, their part in the intricate dance of stealth and precision that would follow.

As they neared the edge of the forest, Hinata raised her hand, signaling a halt. She focused her Byakugan, scanning the clearing ahead. "Two sentries at the entrance," she whispered. "Another four patrolling the perimeter. There are eight artillery pieces, each with a crew of three."

Kakashi nodded, considering their options. "We'll need to take out the sentries and patrols first. Silent kills only. Once the perimeter is secure, we move to the guns."

The squad dispersed, each member melting into the shadows, becoming one with the night. Kakashi and Hinata took the lead, approaching the sentries with the silent, deadly precision of experienced hunters. In a synchronized move, they struck, silencing the sentries before they could even register the attack.

Hinata's arrows flew with lethal accuracy, taking down the patrolling guards with minimal noise. The squad moved in a fluid, practiced rhythm, each member playing their part in a deadly ballet. Within minutes, the perimeter was secure.

"We're clear," Kakashi signaled. "Move to the guns."

The squad advanced, moving through the camp with practiced stealth. The artillery pieces loomed ahead, monstrous silhouettes against the dark sky. Each gun was manned by a small crew, unaware of the silent death that approached them.

Kakashi split the squad into teams, each assigned to a specific gun. Hinata's team was tasked with the two nearest the treeline, her Byakugan ensuring they avoided any traps or alarms.

Hinata raised her hand as they approached the first gun. Signaling her squadmate, Ryo, she pointed out the locations of the three shinobi seated around the gun. Two of them were asleep. Readying an arrow for the one that was awake, Hinata took a deep breath and let fly, downing the man in her signature fashion: a shot to the neck. In a moment her squadmates were upon the two sleeping men, putting them to rest for good. The group moved swiftly, placing explosive tags on the gun, ensuring they would be rendered useless.

The shinobi manning the next gun were all active, but attacking in sync with her teammates, Hinata was able to kill them without alerting anyone.

As Hinata approached the third gun in her section, she paused, her eyes narrowing. "Kakashi-sensei," she whispered through the communicator, "I see something unusual. There's a higher concentration of chakra in this area. It might be a trap."

Kakashi's voice crackled in her ear. "Proceed with caution. If it's a trap, we need to disarm it."

"Yes sir, but it will take a minute. I'd advise you check for similar seals in your sector."

"Okay," came Kakashi's voice from the radio. "Carry on."

Hinata nodded, signaling her team to hold back. She moved closer, her Byakugan focusing on the source of the chakra. It was a complex seal, designed to trigger an alarm if tampered with. Carefully, she began to dismantle it, her fingers moving with the precision of a surgeon.

Minutes ticked by as Hinata worked, the tension palpable. In the distance, searchlights panned the terrain, reminding the team of their perilous situation. Finally, with a sigh of relief, Hinata disarmed the trap. "It's done," she whispered. "Proceeding to place the explosive tags."

The squad continued their work, moving from gun to gun, disabling and rigging them to explode. Each second felt like an eternity, the weight of the mission pressing down on them. As they placed the last tag, Kakashi signaled for the retreat.

"Now for the hard part. All units, fall back to the rendezvous point," he ordered. "Detonation in five minutes."

The squad began to withdraw, moving quickly but silently. They were almost to the treeline when a shout rang out, piercing the silence. One of the enemy patrols had discovered a missing sentry.

"Move!" Kakashi barked, his voice low but urgent. "We've been compromised."

The squad broke into a sprint, racing against time as the enemy camp erupted into chaos. Alarms blared, searchlights drove away the darkness of the night and shouts filled the air. Hinata stayed at the rear, her arrows picking off any enemy that got too close.

As they neared the rendezvous point, a barrage of kunai and shuriken flew towards them. One of the Anbu members, the young shinobi named Ryo, cried out as a kunai embedded itself in his leg. Kakashi and another Anbu member, Sayuri, turned back, covering Ryo as he limped forward.

"Man down!" Kakashi shouted, "We'll grab him, keep moving."

Hinata paused, her Byakugan scanning the area. More enemy shinobi were closing in. "Kakashi-sensei, we need to hurry. They're coming."

Kakashi nodded, his eyes hard. "Ryo, can you walk?"

Ryo gritted his teeth, pushing himself forward. "I can."

Kakashi turned towards Hinata and the rest of the group. "Cover me, while I retrieve Ryo. We're going to have to hold our ground here."

The team hurried into the dense foliage as Kakashi helped Ryo to his feet. Carefully, Hinata watched from a branch as three enemies approached the pair. Placing two arrows on her bowstring, she let fly, dropping two of them while the third quickly rushed behind a tree trunk. Up ahead, about a dozen shinobi approached.

[Fire style: Fireball jutsu]

A large fireball shot our from the mouth of Uchiha Hana, one of the anbu operatives assigned to the mission. The large ball of flames landed in the middle of the group of enemies, setting four of them aflame. The burning vegetation helped to reveal the positions of more approaching enemies, and the anbu dealt with them as best as they could.

With Ryo finally retrieved, they continued their retreat, the enemy close behind. Explosions erupted in the distance as the explosive tags detonated, the sound deafening. The ground shook, and flames lit up the night sky.

"We're almost there," Kakashi urged, pushing the squad forward. "Don't stop!"

Just as they reached the edge of the forest, another barrage of kunai and shuriken rained down on them. Two more Anbu members, Kaito and Hana, were hit, their bodies falling to the ground. Upon examining their fallen comrades, it was discovered that Kaito was dead.

"Leave me," Hana gasped, her voice pained. She reached for the arrow protruding from her midsection and winced in pain. "Complete the mission."

Kakashi hesitated, but Hinata stepped forward, her voice firm. "We won't leave you behind."

She activated her Byakugan, her eyes focusing on the incoming kunai.

[Eight trigrams: Palm rotation]

With a swift motion, she created a dome of blue rotating chakra, intercepting the projectiles. "Go!" she urged the others. "I'll cover you."

The squad pressed on, reaching the extraction point as weapons and jutsu alike streaked past them. A flare shot into the sky, signaling their location.

"Hold this position and wait for extraction!" Kakashi ordered, placing Ryo against a tree and handing him a weapon. Quickly, he hurried in front of the group and quickly performed a set of hand seals.

[Earth style: Mud wall]

A wall of earth sprung up before him, shielding them from the approaching enemy. "Hinata! Kagawa! watch our flanks!" Kakashi ordered as he prepared to engage a duo of shinobi from Kiri rushing forward to attack him.

The group fought on, barely holding back the enemy's onslaught. A shuriken struck Hinata in the hand, critically affecting her effectiveness with her bow. Cursing herself for her luck, she switched to a combination of air palms and the defensive eight trigrams techniques, focused on defending herself rather than attacking. After what seemed like an eternity to them, a rescue team arrived, helping the injured onto the backs of large ink birds.

"How many casualties?" A member of the rescue team, Sai shouted as he helped Hana onto a bird.

"Three." Kakashi responded. Turning back to look for his squad trailing behind him, eyes meet Hinata's. "Come on, Hinata. Time to go."

Hinata nodded, her eyes scanning the area one last time before she joined the others. As the rescue team took off, she glanced back at the burning enemy camp, a sense of grim satisfaction filling her.

The mission was a success, but the cost was high. They had lost three of their own, unfortunately Hana didn't survive her injuries. With the weight of their sacrifice hanging heavy in the air, Hinata's thoughts drifted to those they had left behind, the friends and comrades who had given their lives for the mission.

As they flew back to Konoha, Kakashi placed a hand on her shoulder. "You did well, Hinata. We couldn't have done it without you."

Hinata nodded, her eyes filled with determination. "We'll keep fighting, for them and for everyone. We won't let their sacrifice be in vain."

Kakashi gave her a rare smile, the bond between them strengthened by the night's events. The war was far from over, but they had taken a crucial step towards victory. And as long as they had each other, they would keep fighting, no matter the cost.

[Author's note]

There's a bunch of edits in chapter 10,12 and 15.

TL:Dr the other Jinchuriki weren't so confident in Gaara's plan.