Author's text: well it's been a while and I can explain why I haven't updated well iid have a chapter ready and when I went through it to make sure I realized that it doesn't make any sense and we'll I wasn't really able to write a chapter soon since I still have school and test's but I hope you enjoy this chapter and like always do review it helps me know if there's something wrong with the story
Naruto, having just finished his daily training, was making his way back home, his body sore but his spirits high. As he strolled through the village streets, his attention was caught by a traveling merchant—an elderly man who didn't quite look like he was from Konoha. Intrigued, Naruto made his way over to him.
"Yo, old man, you're not from around here, are you?" Naruto greeted with his usual lack of formality.
The merchant let out a tired sigh, clearly unimpressed by Naruto's casual tone. "Kids these days have no manners," he muttered under his breath before speaking up. "But you're right, I'm not from here. I'm from Sunagakure."
Naruto's interest was immediately piqued. He'd heard about the other great villages, but he didn't know much about them. "Really? What's it like in Sunagakure?" he asked, curious about life beyond Konoha.
The old man paused for a moment, as if thinking back on his home. "It's nice enough," he began. "A bit too hot for my liking, but it's peaceful. Nothing like the forests you have here."
As Naruto listened, his eyes wandered over the merchant's wares spread across the small stand. Most of it seemed ordinary enough—trinkets, tools, and the usual supplies. But then something caught his eye. A scroll, worn yet intriguing, lay among the items. The price tag, however, made him hesitate. It was more expensive than he'd expected, and he'd have to dip into his savings to afford it.
"What's this scroll?" Naruto asked, pointing at it.
The old man picked it up with a grunt, turning it over in his hands before explaining. "This? It's a simple jutsu from Sunagakure. Nothing fancy. It's called Wind Style: Dust Storm. All it does is create a larger-than-average dust cloud. Most shinobi in Suna think it's useless, so I've been trying to sell it off for a while. Tell you what—I'll give you a thirty percent discount if you're interested. How about that?"
Naruto scratched the back of his head, thinking it over. A jutsu that created a dust cloud didn't sound all that impressive, but maybe there was more to it. Besides, it might come in handy one day. Deciding to take a chance, Naruto nodded.
"Alright, old man. You've got yourself a deal," he said with a grin.
The merchant smiled, clearly happy to finally offload the scroll. "That'll be 3,000 yen."
Naruto handed over the money and tucked the scroll safely into his pouch. With excitement bubbling inside him, he hurried home, eager to see what this new technique was all about.
As soon as Naruto got home, he tossed his shoes aside and plopped down on his bed, unrolling the scroll with eager hands. His eyes immediately darted over the text, soaking in every detail as he prepared to learn his first wind-style jutsu.
"Let's see what this is all about," he muttered to himself, flipping the scroll open wider as he sat up straighter. His curiosity grew as he studied the jutsu's description.
E-Rank Jutsu: Wind Style: Dust Storm
This jutsu uses wind chakra to stir up dust particles from the surrounding environment, creating a dense cloud that can be used to obscure vision and provide temporary cover. By channeling wind chakra into the dust, the user can sustain the cloud longer, allowing for escape, stealth, or surprise attacks. The size and duration of the cloud depend on the amount of chakra used, making it a versatile technique in battle. While not an offensive jutsu, its utility lies in misdirection and concealment, perfect for strategic maneuvers.
Hand signs: Ox Hare Ram
"Okay, maybe this jutsu isn't as useless as the old man made it sound," Naruto said, excitement flickering in his eyes. "Looks like the size of the dust cloud depends on how much chakra I put into it. If I master this, It could be pretty handy!"
He carefully tucked the scroll away, deciding to practice it the next morning. But as the hours passed, sleep just wouldn't come. No matter how much he tossed and turned, his mind was buzzing with thoughts of the new jutsu, the possibilities, and the excitement of finally learning his first wind-style technique.
"To hell with this!" Naruto groaned after another hour of staring at the ceiling. "I'm going now."
Jumping out of bed, Naruto threw on his clothes, grabbed the scroll, and bolted for his usual training spot. The cool night air refreshed him as he made his way there, determined to master this jutsu.
Once he arrived, he quickly unrolled the scroll again, rereading the instructions to make sure he hadn't missed anything. After reviewing it, Naruto put the scroll away and got into position.
"Alright, here goes… Wind Style: Dust Storm!" he said, forming the hand signs: Ox Hare Ram.
For a second, nothing happened. Naruto stood there, waiting. "Did I not use enough chakra?" he wondered, feeling a little frustrated. "Okay, second try. This time, I'll put in more."
Before he could even begin again, a medium-sized dust cloud suddenly burst to life around him. Startled, Naruto stumbled out of the cloud, coughing and waving away the dust from his face.
"Alright, so it worked… just delayed. I need to make it happen instantly, not a few seconds after the jutsu is done," he muttered, a bit more energized by his progress.
On his second, third, and fourth tries, Naruto managed to produce the dust cloud again, though the timing was still off. He was able to avoid coughing this time, but the cloud always appeared after a brief delay. It was progress, but not quite what he wanted.
By the fifth attempt, Naruto had refined his control enough to make the dust cloud appear slightly sooner than before. "Alright, I'm getting there," he said with a grin, feeling a small rush of satisfaction.
On his fifteenth try, he accidentally poured too much chakra into the jutsu, creating an enormous, dense dust cloud that completely engulfed the training area. "Woah, that's way too much!" Naruto exclaimed, emerging from the cloud and shaking his head. "Okay, control. I need more control."
By the time he reached his thirtieth attempt, dawn had broken, painting the sky with early morning light. Exhausted but determined, Naruto decided to take a quick break and grab some breakfast at Ichiraku's. After a hearty bowl of ramen and a short rest, he returned to his training, more focused than ever.
On his fiftieth attempt, Naruto was finally able to summon the dust cloud almost instantly after completing the hand signs. It wasn't quite as fast as he wanted yet, but the improvement was clear. He was making steady progress.
For the rest of the day, Naruto continued to practice, pushing himself to refine the timing and precision of the jutsu. The sun dipped below the horizon, and by 10 p.m., Naruto was drenched in sweat and utterly exhausted. Yet, despite his fatigue, he couldn't help but feel proud. The jutsu wasn't perfect yet—it wasn't appearing instantly—but it was close. He could feel it.
"Just a little more, and I'll have it down," Naruto muttered to himself, smiling as he packed up for the night. "Tomorrow… I'll make it happen."
(The next morning)
Naruto woke up and went through his usual routine—washing up, eating a quick breakfast, and heading out to his training area. The sky was clear, and a slight breeze accompanied him, energizing his steps as he went. Today was the day he'd finally master the Wind Style: Dust Storm jutsu.
Hours passed as Naruto repeatedly summoned the dust cloud, pushing himself to activate it faster and more precisely. His body ached from the strain, but he knew he was close to a breakthrough. After six hours of relentless effort, it finally happened—the dust cloud appeared instantly, swirling around him in a perfect shroud of chakra-infused particles.
"Finally!" Naruto grinned, feeling the energy surge through him. The dust settled, and he was about to take a break when he noticed something strange. A small rabbit had wandered into the cloud. As it moved, Naruto realized he could sense exactly where it was, even though the cloud obscured his view.
"Wait, how am I sensing that rabbit?" he muttered, puzzled. "Could it be… because the dust cloud is made of my chakra? Am I connected to everything inside it?"
He spent the next few hours experimenting, moving in and out of the dust while sensing the rabbit's movements. It was as if the dust itself became his extended senses, a subtle yet powerful technique. "This old man really didn't know what he was talking about," Naruto chuckled to himself, remembering how skeptical others had been of the jutsu.
By the time the sun had begun to set, it was nearly 9 p.m. The air had cooled significantly, and the village was quiet as Naruto began the walk back home. His mind buzzed with excitement about the possibilities of his jutsu, but he was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of voices calling his name.
"Oi, Naruto!"
He turned around to see three boys approaching, their faces contorted in sneers. Naruto recognized them—they had caused trouble around the village before, harassing people and picking fights for no reason. They were trouble, but Naruto wasn't one to back down.
"Looks like you're all alone again, loser," one of the boys spat.
Naruto rolled his eyes, feeling the irritation rise in him. "Yeah, yeah. Same old crap. You guys come up with that one all by yourselves?"
The insults kept coming, but Naruto only smirked. He could tell by the way their fists clenched and their eyes narrowed that his attitude was getting to them.
"You three gonna keep yapping, or are you actually going to do something?" Naruto taunted. "What, scared to fight me one-on-one?"
That did it. The boys charged, their anger overtaking their sense. Naruto watched their sloppy movements and already knew he could take them down, but it was a perfect opportunity to test his jutsu in a real fight.
"Alright then, let's see what you can handle," Naruto grinned. "Wind Style: Dust Storm!"
The dust exploded into the air, creating a swirling cloud that instantly blinded the boys. Naruto darted to the side, slipping behind the first boy who had run straight into the cloud. With a quick, powerful kick to his back, Naruto sent him tumbling to the ground.
The boy tried to get up, but Naruto was on him before he had the chance, landing three sharp punches to the head that knocked him out cold.
Meanwhile, the remaining two boys stumbled through the dust, frantically swinging their arms, trying to locate Naruto. In their confusion, they mistook each other for their target, and Naruto couldn't help but chuckle as they accidentally threw punches at one another.
With the dust still swirling around them, Naruto took advantage of their disorientation. He rushed toward the second boy, landing a solid punch to his ribs, followed by a swift grab that sent the third boy flying a few feet away.
The second boy clutched his side, gasping for air as he tried to process what had just happened. Naruto didn't give him a chance to recover, following up with a low kick that swept his legs out from under him. As the boy hit the ground, Naruto was already on him, delivering another punch that left him groaning in defeat.
The third boy, having regained his bearings, saw his friends on the ground and panicked. He charged at Naruto, fists raised in a desperate attempt to land a hit. But Naruto was too fast.
As the boy's fist came toward him, Naruto sidestepped, catching the boy's arm and pulling him forward. The boy stumbled past him, and Naruto delivered a devastating axe kick to his shoulder, sending him crashing to the ground.
Breathing heavily, Naruto stood over the boys, shaking his head. "That's it? You guys really need to pick better fights."
As he prepared to leave, Naruto glanced down at them, something clicking in his memory. He had seen these boys before—they had caused trouble once before, harassing someone. "Wait a minute… didn't I see you guys picking on someone not too long ago?" Naruto asked, though he didn't expect a response.
The boys groaned but didn't answer. Naruto shrugged. He wasn't interested in dragging it out. "Whatever. Try not to pick on people stronger than you next time, losers."
With that, Naruto turned and walked away, leaving the boys behind to lick their wounds. As he made his way home, his mind shifted back to his jutsu. It had worked perfectly in the fight, allowing him to stay aware of his opponents even in the chaos. The dust cloud wasn't just a blinding tool—it was a game-changer.
Finally reaching home, Naruto felt the fatigue of the day settle in. After making a quick dinner, he took a hot shower and collapsed into bed, exhausted but satisfied. He was stronger today than he had been yesterday, and that was what mattered most.
Tomorrow, he'd train harder. There was always room to grow.