He slinked in the background, easily avoiding the eyes of the prideful Hyuga. 'All-seeing eyes, what a joke.'
He maneuvered expertly around the Leaf's Anbus' rotations with a skill that can only be born of aged practice. His steps made the same amount of sound as an ant's would, and his chakra never wavered. There was no indication that a living being was making their way into the compounds of one the most prestigious clans of one of the great five villages. His confidence to attempt what no one would was a sign of his experience, but this was brazen even for him. But he had to do this—he needed to see them. The new eyes, Dojutsu, and new bloodlines appearing were rare: a new Dojutsu was practically inconceivable. He had to know how they compared to the Sharingan, the Byakugan, or even the Rinnegan. How would this new Dojutsu factor into his plans for his mistress? Would it thwart them or maybe expedite them? Zetsu could not let the former happen, but he knew that he must gaze upon the Hyuga's honor, their prized possession. He ducked around the corner, landing on top of a tree branch in the Hyuga's garden, and there he saw white hair.
'The white hair of the Hyuga's pride, the snow, white hair,' Zetsu noticed the kid was walking with his caretaker, and there were three guards positioned nearby—2 Chunin and 1 Jonin. These precautions seemed a little excessive in the heart of their compound, but maybe that just shows how much they cared about their pride. The six-year-old was the culmination of their hopes, work, and dreams to reach the vaunted S-ranked. No Hyuga had ever achieved the S-rank title, to be deemed a monster given human flesh; no, that rank was something very few clans could ever claim to hold. Zetsu gazed upon the child and felt underwhelmed. He knew the basics about the kid, nothing more than he could glean from the Hyuga's public ranting—a blue-Byakugan, the eyes that see all, startling blue eyes that glowed with power. Zestu hoped to see what he could glean from watching the child; maybe he could catch a practice session.
The kid's white hair swiveled as he turned his head. Errey, haunting blue eyes, turned to look at. . . him?
Zetsu was stunned, but his experience moved him instead of any conscious thought, forcing him to evade. Zetsu had already nearly exited the compound when the kid turned back to alert the guards.
'HE SAW ME, NO ONE SEES ME?'
Zetsu was reeling and could not believe this kid had noticed him standing directly behind him in a tree. That was the ideal blind spot of the Byakugan, but apparently, the blue eyes were the sole exception. Zetsu knew this would ruin some plans; to be spotted was not something that had ever occurred to him. He needed to know more about those. . . haunting eyes, and fast. But, he was still determining how he would accomplish this feat. Would he even be safe to come back to Kohana again? If anything, this meant that plans would need to fluctuate, but it was good for Zetsu since he was made to carry out their will.
Hizashi rushed into his brother's study, which overlooked the clan's most precious training ground. He noticed his brother, Hiashi, stood on the balcony watching Satoru practice below. Looking at Satoru and back at Hiashi was always disorientating. Satoru was simply so different from the average Hyuga with his startling blue eyes and snow-white hair. While, his twin brother Hiashi was like looking in a mirror, seeing the same tall man with white eyes, dark brown hair, and a stern expression on his face. He collected himself and announced his reason for intruding.
"Hiashi, Satoru spotted an intruder in the compound this morning," said Hizashi.
" Hmmh. . . it seems that these new eyes draw an unearthly attraction to them. But, for them to see what the Byakugan did not, that is promising," stated Hiashi, the clan head.
"Brother, are you not concerned about the implications here?"
"Yes, if the intruder had not decided just to peer at Satoru, this might have been a sign of our hubris. I shall increase the compound guards, alert the Hokage, and possibly contract a sealing master to rework our protections. But, if it was able to avoid our Byakugans, then there is little we can truly do without Satoru's eyes."
"On lighter matters, Satoru shows promise in every field: ninjutsu, fuinjutsu, genjutsu, taijutsu, and even boku no jutsu. I have never seen a child with such an aptitude for the ninja arts," Hiashi stated as he looked out at the training ground below them, where the clan's pride was training with his instructor.
"Yes, he is truly blessed. Our clan shall be stronger than ever before, but are we not pushing him too far, brother? It would be a waste to grind his potential down to paste. The child could very well be the culmination of our ambitions. To sit atop the ninja world, to be the premiere clan of this era. But, we do not know the limits of these new eyes or if they offer more prowess than simply slightly better vision and a limitation of always being on."
"I believe these new eyes shall harrow in a new vision for this era. His eyes shall see through this thin veneer of Senju and Uchiha; the clan shall prosper. That is enough worrying," stated Hiashi with finality. The conversation was closed, and his clan head focused on the training below.
" Satoru, why do you insist on not using the Jūken?" The agitated Hyuga instructor asked, while Satoru stood tall (as he could) in a very un-clan-like stance. Satoru had to prevent the eye-roll at the constantly asked question, but he knew that he would be answering this question for the remainder of his life.
" The technique is fundamentally flawed. It lacks true stopping power, and the ability to use chakra to counteract the effects through brute force or control is a vital weakness. I prefer not to use such an unreliable technique," replied the white-haired Hyuga.
"Arrogance is unbefitting of someone without achievements. You truly can't believe you have surpassed a taijutsu that has been molded for centuries."
"Perhaps you are right. You may be right. But maybe you should test your theory, Haruo," challenged back the blue-eyed child. Haruo Hyuga scoffed and moved forward as if to demonstrate the prowess of the clan's technique. Satoru backed up, his eyes noting the chakra flowing off Haruo's hands.
Those hands were dangerous for him—not deadly—but they could potentially interrupt the flow of his power. However, this would not permanently stop it since his control over his chakra was perfect; even if Haruo hit him, he could still circumvent the blocked tenketsu (by flowing his chakra through another point) or simply force his abundant amount of chakra through the damaged point. This protection method against the Jūken was available to anyone with strong chakra or good control. However, Satoru's Chakra Control is perfect, which is not an exaggeration. While others struggled as children to unlock theirs, Satoru had always been available to him. His energy heeded his every command without question, and he felt it flow almost as if it intuitively understood his needs. His chakra control was beyond what could be attainable through mere training since his eyes directed his chakra.
He noticed the way the trainer's legs moved through the space to get closer & as the trainer closed the distance, Satoru's eyes gleamed as he saw those dangerous hands move closer to him. He didn't want that to happen, and he knew why he wouldn't; he wanted to win & his chakra willed it so. He felt it leap to him, ready to supply his will, but he didn't have a counter for his trainer, a Chunin assigned to be his training partner. But he stopped mentally as he noticed the hand close in. Time seemed to slow; he understood that the hand had yet to reach him & he understood that it was because it had to cross the distance to hit him; it would cross that distance because that distance was finite, but his eyes saw differently. He saw how the space bent around his instructor's hand as it surged forward, crossing a finite plane.
But was that plane really finite? Conceptually, it could be anything: Satoru's chakra surged forward, eager to test its master's theory. As chakra surged out of every tenketsu that Satoru had—the distance became limitless.
Hiashi's mouth gaped as he looked at the courtyard below. His brother, Hizashi, was in a similar manner; his brother had interrupted his personal viewing of the blessed child's training at the right time. Haruo Hyuga's ( the trainer assigned to Satoru) blow was stopped. . . This in itself wouldn't be anything significant, but Satoru stood without movement. The prized Byakugan flashed in Hisahi's eyes, allowing him to see more than most, showing him that the blow wasn't stopped but slowed. The blow would never reach its destination, as it seemed to be pushing against an infinite amount of space.
" We had been wondering what these new eyes would manifest," supplied the clan head. As his brother, Hizashi, still could not formulate an answer. Hiashi felt pride swell into his chest, finally, the time of the Hyuga had come. The clan that has never had an S-rank, but now the Hyuga will vault into stardom to be the greatest ninja clan in Konha's history. Hiashi knew now that these eyes were not only a blessing but a debt fulfilled. The Hyuga shall no longer remain in the cellar. The Hyuga shall take their rightful place as the pinnacle of all clans; no Uchiha or Senjus shall stand in their way. The era of the Hyuga, led by Satoru, is the culmination of their efforts, and they shall reign supreme.
Author's note: Hey, readers. This is my first story on here, kinda excited. This has been mulling in my brain for awhile. I love the concept of the six eyes interacting with an energy source, like chakra, that is so much more flexible than Cursed energy. Also, I know I gave him the six eyes, and tons of people are going to reference it interchangeably with limitless in this story, I understand that they aren't the same, but in this story, they essentially will be since no one knows about limitless/6 eyes (unlike they do in JJK) and no one else will have it. Also decided to nerf the gentle fist, touched upon it in the story, but Naruto was able to face tank that shit just due to having more chakra/regenerated by Kurama. But, I think it makes sense for the Fist to be weak against strong chakra opponents who can brute force their pathways open (or it doesn't matter that they lose a few) or those with a lot of chakra control able to guard against the attacks on their tenketsu; I don't like the idea of Gojo using it so I made it weaker. I might info dump more about it, but I think I had Gojo cover it well. Also, I kinda have some hype moments in my head about this story, and it is so hard trying to fill in the blanks between the points in the story I really want to hit, but thanks for reading and I appreciate any feedback. Let me know if the POV switching was confusing, I kinda leapt around a lot this chapter, but tried to make sure it was only paragraph breaks. I appreciate any feedback and thank you for reading. (sorry for the yap sesh and I'll try to never make an AN this long again)