The next morning, Izuna awoke to the sound of a knock at his door. His heightened senses immediately alerted him to the presence of several individuals outside. As he opened the door, his suspicions were confirmed: a squad of Anbu stood before him, their masks concealing their expressions but their stance unmistakably serious.
"The Hokage wishes to see you," one of them said in a neutral tone, though the underlying tension was clear.
Izuna nodded silently. He had expected this. Kakashi must have reported the events from the previous day, and now the Hokage wanted answers. After Naruto left for the Academy, Izuna prepared himself and made his way to the Hokage's office, accompanied by the Anbu. The air felt heavy with anticipation, but Izuna remained calm, his thoughts measured.
When he entered the Hokage's office, Hiruzen Sarutobi sat behind his desk, his gaze sharp and thoughtful. Kakashi stood to the side, his single visible eye betraying nothing, though Izuna could sense the intensity of his presence. As the door closed behind him, the room seemed to grow quieter.
"Izuna," the Hokage began, his voice calm but firm. "Yesterday, you were involved in an incident with several kunoichi who were discovered to be spies from a foreign village. This brings certain questions to light—questions that require answers."
Izuna remained silent, waiting for the Hokage to continue.
"The document Naruto found," Hiruzen said, sliding a scroll across the desk, "contained sensitive information. It was a secret communique from our spies stationed near Taki. I need to know if you were involved in any of this, or if there's something we should be aware of."
Izuna looked at the scroll briefly, then back at the Hokage. "I'm not a spy," he said, his tone even. "Nor do I have any interest in the secrets of your village. I'm simply here to look after Naruto. My only concern is his safety."
Hiruzen studied him for a moment, his fingers steepled beneath his chin. "Kakashi informed me of your...impressive skills during the encounter yesterday. Skills that are not typical for a civilian, even one trained in the Land of Iron. You've been in Konoha for years, but we still know very little about you. If you're not a spy, then what are you, Izuna?"
The question hung in the air, heavy with implication.
Izuna's face remained impassive. He had known this day would come eventually. He had kept his past hidden for so long, but now, under the scrutiny of the Hokage, he had little choice but to offer some explanation—though not the full truth.
"I am a warrior," Izuna said slowly, choosing his words carefully. "Before I came here, I traveled for many years. I trained in the Land of Iron, learning swordsmanship and honing my skills. My past...is complicated, but I assure you, I hold no ill will toward Konoha. I came here for Naruto's sake, to protect him and ensure he grows up strong."
Izuna sat in front of the Hokage, the weight of his fabricated story heavy on his mind. He knew he had to play this perfectly—create a narrative that would be so otherworldly yet convincing enough to keep him safe in Konoha. His future knowledge gave him an edge, and he was determined to use it to his advantage.
With a calm and steady voice, Izuna began his tale. "My true name is Izuna Ōtsutsuki," he said, watching as both the Hokage and Kakashi's eyes narrowed slightly. "I am not from this world, but from a celestial clan—one that predates the shinobi you know today. The Ōtsutsuki Clan."
The Hokage remained silent, though his eyes were sharp and attentive. Izuna could sense the growing tension in the room, but he pressed on, knowing he had to weave a story no one could easily refute.
"Our clan is ancient, and we have traveled across many worlds, seeking something known as the Chakra Fruit. This fruit is harvested from life itself—entire planets drained of their energy. One of our clan members, Kaguya Ōtsutsuki, came to this world long ago. She was the first to consume the fruit here and became what you now call the Rabbit Goddess."
Izuna paused, letting the weight of the revelation settle in. He could see Kakashi's visible eye narrowing further, the gears in his mind turning. The Hokage remained stoic, but there was a hint of curiosity.
"Kaguya's sons," Izuna continued, "were the ones who shaped this world's chakra system. You know one of them as the Sage of Six Paths. His sons became the ancestors of the Uchiha and Senju clans, splitting their powers between them. My bloodline, however, comes directly from the clan of Ōtsutsuki. I was once a warrior, with both the Rinnegan and the Mangekyou Sharingan in my possession."
Izuna could feel the Hokage and Kakashi's interest piquing as he mentioned the Rinnegan. He had already known that they were aware of its power, thanks to Jiraiya's involvement with Nagato.
"But I lost my sight," Izuna continued, his voice growing somber. "In a battle long ago, I lost my Mangekyou Sharingan in one eye. And in my desperation to bring back my fallen brother, I sacrificed the power of my Rinnegan, leaving me blind in both eyes. My brother remained dead."
The silence in the room was palpable. Izuna knew this part would hit close to home for them, especially with Kakashi's own history of losing comrades. But he had to make them believe that his motivations were personal, not political.
"When I met Naruto," Izuna said, his voice softer now, "he reminded me of my brother. His determination, his spirit. I couldn't leave him to fend for himself. That is why I've stayed in Konoha, not to meddle in the affairs of the village, but to protect Naruto."
The Hokage leaned back in his chair, his fingers steepled beneath his chin. "A fascinating story, Izuna. But even with such a claim, we have to be cautious. You understand why we need proof."
Izuna nodded, expecting this. "I anticipated that, Hokage-sama. The abilities of the Rinnegan are well documented. I've also collected documents from hidden Ōtsutsuki locations. They are incomplete but contain enough information to verify my story."
He reached into his robe and pulled out several scrolls, placing them carefully on the desk. The Hokage examined them briefly, then handed them to Kakashi, who would likely study them in greater detail later.
"I have no interest in your village's politics," Izuna said, his voice steady. "I have no allies here, and I have no enemies. My only concern is Naruto's safety, and as long as he remains safe, I have no reason to interfere with Konoha or its shinobi."
The Hokage sighed, finally breaking the tense silence. "Your story is... extraordinary, to say the least. If what you say is true, you pose a potential threat to every nation, including Konoha. But at the same time, you've shown no signs of aggression or ill intent. We will allow you to stay, for now, but under close surveillance."
Izuna nodded, his face unreadable. He had expected this. The guards around him would tighten, and Konoha would not fully trust him. But that didn't matter. He had successfully planted the seeds of doubt and mystery, ensuring they wouldn't dig too deeply into his true identity for now.
As he left the Hokage's office, he felt the eyes of the village on him. The story he had told would spread, and with it, the reputation of Izuna Ōtsutsuki would grow. He had bought himself time, but he knew it wouldn't last forever. The more attention he attracted, the more dangerous his position would become.
But for now, he was safe. And Naruto was safe. That was all that mattered.
As he walked through the village, he could feel the presence of Anbu nearby, shadowing his every move. They knew he was dangerous, but they didn't know just how dangerous he truly was. Izuna allowed himself a small smile. He would play this game for as long as he could.
Hiruzen Sarutobi sat in his office, the familiar weight of responsibility pressing down on him as he read through the scrolls and reports scattered across his desk. The story Izuna had told him, although extraordinary, had ignited the professor in him. He had seen many strange things during his time as Hokage, but Izuna's claims about the Ōtsutsuki Clan, the Rinnegan, and chakra from other worlds went beyond what even he had encountered. It was too fantastical to be dismissed outright.
As a man who had seen the rise of the shinobi world, Hiruzen had learned to trust his instincts, and something about Izuna's story rang with a certain truth. People didn't just make up detailed accounts of powers like the Rinnegan without knowledge. Yet, the Hokage needed more than gut feelings—he needed facts. This was why he had sent a letter to Jiraiya, his trusted student, who had once trained a boy with the Rinnegan: Nagato.
And now, four days later, the messenger toad from Jiraiya had returned with an answer. Hiruzen carefully unrolled the message, reading the familiar handwriting of his old pupil. What he saw made him sit back in his chair, lost in thought.
The letter confirmed that Nagato, despite his mastery of the Rinnegan, did not possess the depth of knowledge that Izuna seemed to have about its abilities. Some of the techniques and concepts Izuna had described were completely unknown to Jiraiya's former disciple. This revelation sent a chill through Hiruzen—there was no way Izuna could have fabricated such knowledge. If Jiraiya's letter was to be believed, Izuna truly had once possessed the Rinnegan.
Then there were the documents Izuna had provided. Hiruzen had dispatched a team of trusted ninjas to analyze them. The findings had been just as startling. The documents were genuine—authentic and ancient. And the metal that Izuna had given as proof of his extraterrestrial origins? No one in the village had ever encountered anything like it. The composition was foreign, not found anywhere on Earth. Hiruzen had no doubt now. Izuna's story was true.
The Third Hokage exhaled slowly, his thoughts turning toward the implications. Izuna Ōtsutsuki was not only dangerous—he was powerful, knowledgeable, and potentially the key to untold secrets of the ninja world. Hiruzen knew that provoking such a man could spell disaster for Konoha. He had no desire to turn Izuna into an enemy.
Leaning forward, he tapped his fingers on the desk thoughtfully. Izuna had shown no aggression or ill intent. He had claimed to stay in Konoha only to protect Naruto, and so far, his actions had supported that claim. But the power that Izuna once held—power he might still regain—was enough to make any leader cautious.
Hiruzen stood, his decision clear in his mind. He would not make the mistake of turning Izuna into a foe. It was better to keep him neutral—perhaps even win him over as an ally. But one thing was certain: he would not insult the man by treating him like a common threat. He had already sent men to watch Izuna, but now he realized that such a strategy would only breed distrust.
The Hokage called for a messenger.
"Summon the Anbu squad stationed near Izuna's residence," Hiruzen instructed. "I want all surveillance on him to stop immediately. No more agents following him."
The messenger hesitated for a moment. "But, Hokage-sama, isn't he dangerous? Should we really—"
Hiruzen's gaze hardened. "Yes, he's dangerous. But there's more danger in making a potential ally into an enemy. I will not provoke him with needless spying. We have confirmed his story, and as long as he remains peaceful, we will treat him with the same respect we would give any foreign dignitary."
The messenger bowed quickly and left to carry out the orders.
Hiruzen turned to look out the window of his office, the village of Konoha bustling below. He had seen enough wars and conflicts to know that sometimes the best course of action was to tread carefully. Izuna was dangerous, yes, but he had no reason to believe the man wanted harm to come to Konoha. If anything, his connection to Naruto suggested a personal bond, one Hiruzen hoped would keep Izuna on their side.
Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that Izuna's presence in the village would change things. The Ōtsutsuki Clan, the Rinnegan, and the idea of otherworldly powers—it all felt like the beginning of something larger, something beyond Konoha's control.
As the day wore on, Hiruzen sent word to his advisors, calling for a private meeting to discuss what he had learned. He would keep the information about Izuna's origins closely guarded. The fewer people who knew about the full extent of Izuna's power, the better.
But one thing was clear: Izuna Ōtsutsuki was not someone to be taken lightly. The professor in Hiruzen was fascinated by the new knowledge Izuna had brought with him, but the Hokage in him knew that this was just the beginning of a much larger game.
For now, Hiruzen would keep a close watch on events, careful not to tip the balance. Konoha would remain safe, and perhaps in time, they could turn this dangerous visitor into a valuable ally. But only time would tell how this delicate situation would unfold.
As the sun set over the village, Hiruzen couldn't help but feel the weight of the future bearing down on him. Izuna Ōtsutsuki had arrived, and Konoha would never be the same.
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