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2B
Naruto was frantically leaping from tree branch to tree branch, clutching a huge scroll tightly on his back. His breath came in ragged gasps as he thought about his situation.
"What was I thinking?!" he cursed himself under his breath, his voice almost drowned by the wind rushing past his ears. "Listening to Mizuki like that—"
Suddenly, a voice echoed through the forest. It was Mizuki's.
"Well, Iruka, I had nothing against you. But you put your nose where it doesn't belong. Now, you can't hide—"
Naruto froze mid-leap, his eyes wide with shock. Iruka-sensei was in danger? Because of him?!
A wave of panic surged through him, almost paralyzing him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. The new clone technique he had learned from the scroll might be useless against someone as skilled as Mizuki. He needed something more powerful.
He quickly unrolled the scroll, scanning its contents again. The jumbled mess of complicated techniques made his head spin.
"Shadow Clone Technique. Already done that." He mumbled, his eyes darting over the text. "Flying Thunder God. Looks way too complicated. Reanimation Technique. Sounds creepy. Reaper Summoning Technique. Nope, no way. Domain Expansion… too much text."
His eyes landed on something that caught his attention.
"Android…?"
Naruto squinted at the scroll, trying to make sense of the complex words.
Android: Model 2B
Construction and Properties:
The body of Model 2B has been crafted using Hashirama's sage wood, endowing it with exceptional elasticity and durability. This unique material allows the body to physically grow and adapt through the absorption of natural energy.
Development and Capabilities:
In collaboration with Mito, I ensured that this body is capable of storing a tailed beast. Initially designed to serve as a vessel for the Reanimation Jutsu, I later determined that the technique requires a living sacrifice, rendering this use impractical.
Operational Requirements:
This body necessitates a mind to function. I refuse to use any Uchiha for this purpose, as I despise the thought of granting such destructive power to a member of their clan. Lacking suitable Uchiha prisoners for testing and being utterly unwilling to bestow such a potent form upon any Uchiha, I refrained from this approach. Instead, I have imbued Model 2B with all my techniques. In a time of dire need, it can be activated to employ my skills.
Access Restrictions:
Access to Model 2B is restricted exclusively to members of the Senju or Uzumaki lineage.
—Tobirama Senju
Naruto stared at it blankly. Most of the words flew right over his head, but it seemed like this was the easiest technique to try.
He shrugged, placing his hands on the seal that was drawn under the text. Right below the diagram, there was a warning:
Channel your Chakra here.
WARNING: Channel no more than 6 AsA chakra.
"6 AsA?" Naruto mused aloud, scratching his head. "Sounds like it needs a lot of chakra." He grinned, the usual cocky glint returning to his eyes. "You're on!"
He poured as much chakra as he could muster into the seal.
"I'm coming to save ya', Iruka-sensei—"
There was a blinding flash of blue and white. The world around Naruto dissolved into an intense, searing light, engulfing him entirely. Every nerve in his body screamed in agony as if his entire being was being torn apart and reassembled simultaneously.
His vision blurred, the sensation of his physical form slipping away. His surroundings twisted and contorted, the pain reaching a crescendo. Just as suddenly as it began, the pain dulled, leaving an eerie silence in its wake.
Naruto tried to take a breath, but something felt different. His body felt... new, unfamiliar. He blinked, his vision now sharper and clearer than ever before. He looked down and saw not his usual attire, but sleek, dark clothes.
Confusion turned to realization as he took a tentative step. The movement was smooth, precise, and powerful—nothing like he had ever felt before.
"Wait... What just happened?" Naruto's voice echoed, sounding both foreign.
o—O—o
Meanwhile, Mizuki, who was searching for Iruka, stopped in his tracks, eyes narrowing. "Huh? What just happened?"
Iruka, hidden but injured, paled. "Naruto…I hope you're okay." Ignoring the searing pain in his leg, he started crawling towards the direction of the flash. Before he could go any further, a sharp pain shot through his thigh. He looked down to see a kunai embedded in his leg. He collapsed to the ground, gritting his teeth in pain.
Mizuki appeared, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. "Huh, that kid is going to be your end now," he sneered, raising a giant shuriken. "Prepare to die!"
He hurled the weapon towards Iruka. But just before it could hit its mark, a white and blue blur appeared out of nowhere. In a split second, the figure snatched Iruka up in their arms and leaped away, narrowly avoiding the deadly weapon.
Everyone stood stunned.
It was a girl with striking white hair and piercing blue eyes. She looked no older than a prepubescent girl, her body small and lithe. She was dressed in a strange, sleek outfit that seemed both futuristic and ancient at the same time.
Mizuki yelled, "Who are you?!"
The girl gave him a blank, emotionless stare. "Naruto Uzumaki," she said in a monotone voice. "Dattebayo."
Iruka, still reeling from the surprise, managed to ask, "Why are you lying? Naruto is a boy."
She turned to Iruka, her expression unchanging. "I am not lying, Iruka-sensei. I am merely stating facts. I am Naruto Uzumaki."
Mizuki, clearly infuriated, spat, "The demon child is a boy, not a girl!"
The girl gave him another blank look. "I foolishly did something."
But Mizuki was already sprinting towards them, his speed alarmingly fast.
Naruto—or the girl who claimed to be Naruto—watched him approach with an eerie calmness. As Mizuki closed the distance, he pulled out several kunai and shuriken, launching them with deadly precision.
The girl moved swiftly, dodging each weapon with agile, almost inhuman movements. She did not counter with weapons but relied solely on her body. She sidestepped a kunai aimed at her head, ducked under a shuriken, and then spun gracefully to avoid another flurry of attacks.
Mizuki lunged forward, slashing with a kunai. The girl deflected the blow with a swift palm strike, redirecting his arm away from her. She stepped in close, delivering a quick knee to his abdomen, causing him to gasp in pain. Mizuki staggered but quickly regained his footing, slashing again.
The girl leaned back, narrowly avoiding the blade, and then countered with a spinning kick that Mizuki barely managed to block. She pressed the attack, her movements fluid and relentless. A high kick aimed at his head forced him to duck, but she followed up with a low sweep, tripping him.
Mizuki hit the ground hard but rolled to his feet, hurling another handful of shuriken. The girl twisted and turned, dodging them effortlessly. She closed the distance in an instant, delivering a powerful punch to Mizuki's chest, sending him flying back.
He landed with a thud, struggling to get up. The girl was already upon him, grabbing his arm and twisting it behind his back. Mizuki screamed in pain as she forced him to the ground, her grip like iron.
With a swift, precise motion, she struck a pressure point on his neck, and Mizuki's eyes rolled back as he lost consciousness.
The sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting a warm, gentle glow on the clearing. Iruka's mind was racing with confusion and relief, his heart torn between disbelief and hope. He looked at the girl standing before him, her white hair shimmering in the sunlight, her blue eyes devoid of emotion.
"Naruto…?" Iruka whispered, his voice trembling with emotion.
The girl turned to him, her expression softening ever so slightly. She approached Iruka with a calmness that bordered on obedience, her demeanor strangely reminiscent of a loyal puppy.
"I need to be sure," Iruka said softly, his voice filled with both longing and uncertainty. "Tell me something only Naruto would know."
The girl regarded him with her usual impassive gaze. "My favorite ramen topping is extra pork, and my dream is to become the Hokage."
Iruka's breath caught in his throat. Those were Naruto's words, spoken with a determination and innocence that were unmistakable. But Iruka needed more, something deeper that only Naruto could truly understand.
"Naruto," Iruka began, his voice steady despite the turmoil within him. "Tell me about the time you pranked the entire village with hundreds of exploding tags."
The girl blinked, her expression unchanged. "It was New Year's Day," she said flatly. "I thought it would be funny."
Iruka's heart sank. The answer was correct, but the delivery lacked the mischievous spark that Naruto always carried when reminiscing about his pranks.
"Alright, then tell me about the first time you used the Orioke-no-jutsu in front of the Third Hokage," Iruka pressed on, his voice pleading for confirmation.
The girl hesitated for a moment, then answered mechanically, "It was july 7h, I desired to read a book named 'Icha Icha Violence' but the Hokage didn't let me. Therefore, I used it to stun him and take the book. It was a…successful attempt.."
Iruka felt a pang of doubt. The answers were correct, but they lacked the heartfelt emotion and personal anecdotes that Naruto would normally include.
"Naruto," Iruka said, his voice cracking with emotion. "Please, tell me something that only you and I know. Something that only the real Naruto would feel."
The girl stared at Iruka for a long moment, her blue eyes searching his face as if contemplating her response. Finally, she spoke in a voice that was still devoid of emotion but carried a weight of truth.
"Iruka-sensei," she began softly, "You had the chance to kill me three years ago. But you did not. You are the first person who acknowledged me. You said that I was important, even when everyone else ignored or hated me. You gave me hope and showed me that I can become someone worthy of respect and love."
Tears welled up in Iruka's eyes as he listened to those words. They were not just a recollection of events but a reflection of Naruto's deepest feelings and memories. In that moment, Iruka knew without a doubt that this was Naruto standing before him.
"You… you really are Naruto," Iruka murmured, his voice choked with emotion. "But how…?"
The girl remained silent, her gaze steady and unwavering. "Not enough information to answer this question."
Iruka took a deep, shuddering breath, his hands trembling as he reached for the forehead protector. "Close your eyes," he instructed gently.
The girl tilted her head slightly in confusion but complied, closing her eyes obediently.
Iruka's hands shook with a mixture of joy and sadness as he gently placed the forehead protector on her. He took a step back, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Open your eyes, Naruto," Iruka said softly, his voice filled with love and pride.
The girl opened her eyes slowly, her fingers gently touching the forehead protector. Her expression softened, a glimmer of recognition flickering in her eyes.
"This is…" she began, her voice barely above a whisper.
Iruka's smile was radiant. "Yep, congratulations on your graduation, Naruto."
Tears streamed down Iruka's cheeks as he pulled Naruto into a tight embrace, the sunlight bathing them in its warm embrace.
Naruto's lips curled upwards. "I believe I can become the hokage now. Dattebayo."
o—O—o
The Hokage rubbed his temple, the stress lines deepening on his forehead.
"Let me just clarify," Hiruzen began, his tone weary. "Mizuki tricked Naruto into stealing the forbidden scroll of the Hokages, making him believe that if he learned a technique from it, he would pass the graduation exam. Is that correct?"
"Yes, Hokage-sama," Iruka nodded, his voice filled with conviction.
"Affirmative," Naruto added. Everyone turned to stare at her. She blinked innocently. "Is there something on me?"
"...No, moving on," Hiruzen said, shaking his head slightly. "Naruto learned the Shadow Clone Technique before Mizuki revealed an S-ranked secret?"
"Affirmative," Naruto said blankly.
"Right… so, before Mizuki could do anything, Iruka arrived to protect Naruto. He created an opening for Naruto to escape; however, he himself was injured in the process. Then, a fleeing Naruto decided it would be a good idea to use a technique from the scroll to help Iruka. Is that correct?"
"You are correct, old man," Naruto said. Hiruzen looked at her hopelessly.
"I am pretty sure this is Mito-sama and Tobirama-sensei's 'top secret project'. The Senju symbol on your right arm and Uzumaki symbol on your left arm is a dead giveaway."
Naruto stared at him with an unwavering gaze.
"Right, so, Naruto, how are you feeling?"
"I feel… angry."
"Really? Why?"
"You are wasting invaluable time asking rhetorical questions. We have explained the situation thrice now." She replied in a monotone. "Ichiraku's has a 'eat three, get one free' offer and it expires in 37 minutes."
"Oh, that's… surprising," Hiruzen mused. "Are you hungry? Can you eat?"
"...Perhaps I can store food inside me."
"Absolutely not! I forbid you to break this masterpiece."
"...I am not obliged to listen to you, old man."
"Oh no, you are," Iruka said, tapping on her forehead protector.
"Oh, shoot," she sighed. Wait, could she breathe?
"Anyway, Naruto-ku…eh… your team assignments are tomorrow at the academy. Don't be late."
"Fine," she said, turning and walking out of the room.
As the door closed behind her, Hiruzen sighed deeply. "Well, at least she knows about th—" His eyes widened in sudden realization. "The Kyuubi! What happened to the Fox?!"
Naruto's head popped back into the room. "The Fox? Oh, yeah, he's still in here," she said, tapping her belly. "And let me tell ya, he's not thrilled about the whole android thing. Keeps growling about disrespect and dishonor."
Hiruzen blinked, utterly bewildered. "So, the Kyuubi is... inside a doll now?"
"Affirmative," Naruto said, giving a robotic salute.
Iruka sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "This is going to take some getting used to."
"Old man, can I go now? Thirty-four minutes left on that offer."
"Yes, yes, Naruto, you may go," Hiruzen said, waving her off. "And please, try not to cause any more... unexpected transformations."
Naruto grinned, or at least attempted to, and saluted again. "Understood. And don't worry, I won't turn into a toaster or anything. Dattebayo."
As she left, Hiruzen leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples again. "Well, this is certainly... different."
Iruka chuckled softly. "Naruto will always be Naruto, no matter what form he takes."
Hiruzen nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yes, indeed. The village is in for quite the surprise."
TBC
Author Note: There's lot more where it came from. So if you like it, more is on the way!