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Demon God of Chaos in the Naruto world...
Self Insert of Demon God of Chaos into Naruto World
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, but will possess the titular character’s body immediately after he’s born. That’s all I can say. I am weird and generally prepared for the worst thing that could happen due to being a pessimistic person
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DGOC arrives…
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I was walking through my house, just minding my business and thinking about what a great thing I had just discovered about Naruto, it being the fact that there were women above 20 that looked hot enough to eat and that I had finished Icha Icha Paradise and would like to write a sequel to it, until I felt dizzy and disoriented. I could feel how something was tugging on me and pulled me through, my body being pressed through a small tube and being made into something a lot smaller.
When I came to again, I was looking at a candle that was next to me, a forested area around me and an old man standing over me with a pitying look on his face. “Better get you back to Konoha, Naruto-kun. You can’t help having that monster sealed within you.”
My mind at the moment was in chaos, feeling how I no longer was in my original body, but in the body of Naruto, the titular character of one of my favorite manga and anime. Though that also gave me ideas as to how I would be able to advance quickly in the hierarchy of the ninja, while picking up some nice skills that could become of use to me. Due to being in an infantile state, I probably wasn’t able to make any significant changes, but having a 19 year old mind helped a lot, especially with a mental disorder that allowed me to be in my own world a little bit and be socially inept, though very kind and generous to others.
There was a long chain of events that I wasn’t even going to relate, of how the villagers appeared to resent me for taking away their precious Yondaime, some of them even calling for my death. It would be considered odd if they just up and attacked me while the Hokage was holding me, so I guess that I was pretty safe.
The Hokage, the old man that had first picked me up and brought me to the village, entrusted me to a young lady who was to take care of me, but I sure as hell didn’t get much care. Three months after I had been placed in her ‘care’ I could feel how my diaper was starting to get itchy, due to it being replaced only after three days. I cursed my existence as I crapped in my diaper, until I could get my body to become potty trained. There was a ninja standing guard over me at most times, but usually he let the lady get away with whatever she tried to do to me.
A change came after this which the Hokage took me to an orphanage after hearing the lady’s complaints about me being an evil demon child and apparently had her killed sometime after saying that. There was a silence as I entered the orphanage and looked at the other kids, but the matron apparently knew of my coming and didn’t really seem to like me.
“Why do you hate me?” I asked once I got the ability to speak and 2 and a half years old, my vocal chords still being quite young. I had tried to get a hold of the Kyuubi in the hopes that the fur ball would be able to help me out, but I hadn’t been able to get a hold of the damn furry thing since it apparently felt like sleeping. If I had to wait until Jiraiya came to give me training, it’d be 10 years later and I wasn’t going to do that.
I also started to take notice of the other kids, those that were told to get away from me and never play with me always staying out of my way, something which I was glad for. There was a silence whenever I came into a room and then the matron would get angry and slap me somewhere where nobody would see the mark.
My time with the Hokage was pretty cool, I guess. The old man came to pick me up a few times a month and we usually stayed at his office, with me looking over the scrolls that lay on a rack which was labeled as a private area. The man let me read them, though I didn’t get anything from the Japanese gibberish that I couldn’t read. Why the hell didn’t they write this in English! This is like chicken scratches! I could of course say some small sentences in Japanese, which was the lingua franca here.
Half a year later, I finally was taught how to read and to speak in proper Japanese. Being somewhat of a language geek, I managed to pick it up pretty fast and then began to put my experiences down on paper, including the making of a diary. The old man was pretty nice to me, but the others weren’t, so I showed him my diary, the one that he had purchased for me with a pretty cool flame motif on it. Normally I would never even keep a diary, but this was just something that I couldn’t keep away from.
The entry that I showed to the Hokage went like this.
Dear Diary,
Today, the villagers kept on calling me a Demon child and kept on hissing to me that I was the Kyuubi. What is a Kyuubi and why do they keep on calling me a demon? Logic would dictate that I either got unlucky or looked like a demon, though I don’t think I’m ugly, do you think that diary? The matron today told me that I’m never going to succeed in life and that Hokage-sama was a fool for letting me live. She even told me that I was a very bad boy and should just let myself get killed.
Well, I got to go to dinner now,
Naruto
Dear Diary,
Today was another hectic day. There was a man in my room with one of those sharp things that ninja use! He kept on saying something about a Demon and how it would need to die. I just watched as he came at me with that big knife thing and then all of a sudden, the man seemed to fall back, without me doing something! A woman stood behind him, one of those big swords sticking out of his chest! It was so cool to see that the woman was wearing a mask and had one of those nice tattoos on her shoulder.
I just discovered something in a closet of the orphanage! I found a note about a kid named Orochimaru who had been living there before me, who was talking about becoming the greatest ninja the world would ever know. Diary, I want to become a ninja too! I’ll swear I’ll become as good a ninja as that Orochimaru kid!
Got to go to Hokage-jiji now…
Naruto
The Hokage looked up at me with a smile and then said, while looking past my shoulder. “Naruto-kun, did you mean that about becoming a ninja?” I answered immediately. “Yes, Jiisan! I’ll become as good as Orochimaru-kun.”
A grimace came to the man’s face as he apparently remembered something, but then smiled at me with a kind and benign smile. “Well, Orochimaru studied under me… I could at least show you some of his notes on jutsu, since he was a man who made a few in his day and age, though I don’t think you’ll be able to do them yet since you don’t know hand seals.” He gave me the scroll after getting it from a special file cabinet and then watched as I opened it.
It felt like old paper in my hand and I could feel that it had been used regularly by the man to whom it had belonged before I got my hands on it. I looked over the descriptions to see that there was a small list on techniques called the Sen'eijashu, something with genjutsu that had a weird and scrawled name and some more offensive fire jutsu, though they weren’t really described much, some notes about Sarutobi-sensei having a bit too much fondness for them.
“Interesting. Really interesting. Orochimaru was a genius.” I muttered to myself as I read through the scroll, coming to a part about medical jutsu which peaked my interest. “Could you introduce me to Orochimaru-san, Hokage-jiji? He sounds like a very intelligent man to me.”
I could actually see some remorse on the Hokage’s face as he sighed deeply and then sat me down on his knee, something which actually was quite pleasant, even though I felt like I was too old for that. “Orochimaru left the village before you were born, Naruto-kun. He’s now a dangerous criminal and thus you can’t talk to him about this. Now, how about I make sure you get some candy?” a smile split my face as he offered me some sweet candy, a ninja popping in the room, causing me to give a small gasp. “Hokage-sama, what do you need me for?”
“I want you to take Naruto-kun to an apartment reserved for ninja living quarters. He is no longer safe with the orphanage, since attempts to kill him have been made. You will bring him to the apartment and be his guard, understood?” the ninja nodded and I noticed that there seemed to be no glint of malice within his eyes and that instead of that he looked somewhat sadder than most people I had ever met. I resolved myself to follow the ninja. “Naruto-kun, please follow Kakashi-kun to your new home. I’m giving you permission to move out of the orphanage and get an apartment. Now, you need to live on your own since apparently, the orphanage doesn’t do its job well… I’ll come check up on you every now and then and Kakashi-kun will be protecting you for a while, okay?”
Right, now I had gotten the speech that I knew was coming and nodded enthusiastically. “Can you teach me something about ninja, Kakashi-san? Please?” I subjected Kakashi to the deadly puppy eyes technique which would let women not of this village immediately go ahh in my presence but the man did not budge. Instead, he gently took my hand and said in one of the softest voices that I had ever heard from a man. “Naruto-kun, shall we go?”
Not that I liked men, mind you, but there was a sort of feeling coming inside me that just ached for love and affection from a woman or something with breasts and preferably female. As he led me to an apartment building that apparently housed some empty apartments, I gazed in wide wonder, acting like the kid who was being shown a new toy by a kind uncle.
Kakashi was a really cool dude, especially when he pulled out Icha Icha Paradise but didn’t allow me to read it, saying that it was nothing for children. Still, I enjoyed myself with the man, who I learned was 19 at the moment, having had his birthday three weeks before this day. He played with me, teaching me some hand seals, though most of them I remembered from having watched the Naruto anime a few times too many. There was a silence as I tried to assimilate the knowledge of seals that would lead to the creation of the Suiryudan no jutsu, until I tried some, placing Rat and Boar in an order mixed with snake, pig, slug and monkey with one tiger in the middle, trying to pull out some chakra from within me, though I had no idea how it would feel.
From what I gathered after waking up, a gigantic burst of water had apparently shot up from the faucet and had knocked me out, with Kakashi getting drenched as well, along with most of the furniture that was in the room already, only containing the bare basics for living though. There was a silence as the young man looked at him with a smile while his hair was still dripping wet. “Well, that was quite the surprise you gave me, Naruto-kun. I didn’t know you’d be able to summon up chakra. Well, with that amount of power you put behind it, you’ll make a fine ninja someday…”
Three weeks later, I had entered the ninja academy and was shown how to throw kunai by the instructor called Mizuki. From the anime and manga I knew he hated my guts, but I didn’t really react to the man and just did as was told, throwing the kunai and hitting the target on the very edge of it, looking at it with a somewhat proud smile until Mizuki said: “Again, Uzumaki.” Shaking my head slightly and then taking out the kunai from the target, I tried again, throwing it after thinking that I had to hit it.
With a thwack, it hit the target dead center, looking harmless and innocent to the eyes of me as I looked at the target that I had hit and heard a grudging approval from Mizuki, who couldn’t deny that it was a valid and encouraged me to try it more to get it done right.
The rest of the day was spent learning ninja history. That actually intrigued me, but soon became a chore due to the fact that they had to listen to Iruka drone on about the Shodai and how good he had been with mokuton jutsu. There was a small break for us to just be kids for some time, but nobody would play with me due to their parents having warned them not to play with me.
The rest of the time was just spent by taking notes on anything that mentioned Orochimaru, having gained a keen interest in the man even before I had come to this world. He was a smart man, I remembered from the manga, the anime glossing this over a bit. His vision of immortality intrigued me, so I instead made some effort to get to know some medical jutsu.
Two years eventually passed and I turned six. I was still in the same year, due to the Academy teachers grading me poorly, I think… apparently they complained about me being a troublemaker despite me being on my best behavior all of the time, having not made a single bad move in my time there. I haven’t even started on doing pranks I knew the Naruto I knew would do, though I easily could.
On the other hand, a rather nice young Chuunin took the apartment next to mine, talking to me a few times with a care in her voice that made me feel slightly warm in my body. I didn’t sense any hostility from her, but that could easily be faked. I was feeling rather suspicious of everyone around me at the moment, though I knew I should be taking care of some things that were clearly foretold in the manga, while I still had the chance. For instance, Itachi would be a problem to deal with, since he was now around 10 or 11, I didn’t really know. Since I am six now, it’d be best to get to Miss Uchiha and make sure that she gets to know me, as well as making myself out to be a nice kid to her, so she would trust me. I noticed that people tend to be a bit more careless around me whenever I try not to get myself noticed, apparently thinking that the demon isn’t trusted by anyone. There was of course the fact that Itachi was still going to kill the clan, so it would be prudent to just make sure that I got there in time to stop it, or to at least save someone from that clan from extinction, not just Sasuke.
I walked to the Uchiha compound, waiting a few seconds before entering, to see if someone was around that might spot me. With extra care, I walked inside, making sure to make myself look as harmless as possible, until I hit something soft.
I looked up to a rather surprised face of a young man, who raised an eyebrow at my presence. “Aren’t you that Uzumaki Kid that dad is telling such a lot about?” there was a silence as I blinked, then said: “Yes I think I’m that Uzumaki kid. My name is Uzumaki Naruto, and you?”
Apparently I had made something within him pang in the right place as he smiled slightly, the smile looking to be genuine, but something still bugged me about him.
“Uchiha Itachi.”
“Uchiha… Itachi?” I said with a small quiver of fear in my voice, something that I couldn’t really suppress. I looked at him, seeing the connection immediately since the face was almost the same, except that it wasn’t frowning, it looked normal. “Hai. Does my name frighten you?”
I nodded, looking at him and gulped as he activated his Sharingan, looking all over his body for any sign of something that could be used to kill. “Relax, I’m not going to kill you… yet.”
I had to give myself some credit, since any normal person would have run and gotten help, since he looked at me like he were a bit mad, which is something that would usually be assumed with serial killers, which he probably already was, since he was in ANBU. “You are in ANBU, right?”
I asked, trying to muster some bravery, before I was brutally murdered. “Yes.” There was a silence as he beckoned me to walk with him, making me shudder slightly, watching the eyes of the Uchiha narrow, but none said anything as I passed with itachi, who seemed to look at them with his Sharingan being darkened, the idea of this not really being real appearing to me, but still, I couldn’t shake the image of the manga from my mind, his entire family killed by himself.
“Uchiha Itachi, do you know of an organization called Akatsuki?” I asked, looking at him without much fear on my face, though internally I was shaking like a leaf, a rather fitting description, since I was in the leaf village at the moment.
We entered a house, which apparently belonged to Itachi’s father, since he led me to his room, where he told me to sit down and looked at me with a half-smile on his face, which was creepy, since he almost never smiled in the manga. “I know of the organization.”
I nodded, looking at him while narrowing my eyes slightly to appear calculating, though with me being only 7 at the time, it merely made me look slightly cute, if I were to go by my Chuunin neighbors description of my narrowed eyes.
“Are you a member, or are you becoming a member?” there was a silence as I waited for his answer, his voice being softer than before. “I am already a member.” I nodded, looking at him and then asked the next question. “Are you going to kill me now?”
At that, Itachi looked up, looking me straight in the eyes, making me feel queasy and I shuddered as I could feel the clothing be too tight for me, hearing a ripping sound and then feeling how my body seemed to have been grown to my old form, although the beard on my chin was long enough to belong to an old man. I looked at Itachi, who shook his head slightly, looking at me with a slightly emotionless face. “I don’t intend to kill you… In fact, I want to ask you something… How is it that you have the form of a child and a young man? Only because of my Sharingan could I see it, but still, I am interested.”
I sighed deeply, looking at him for a moment and then decided to just tell something. “I am not of this world, I think… In my world… I know a lot… In this one… I know things, events…” there was a silence as I paused, Itachi looking at me with a nod being his only reaction. “Well then, stranger-san, do you know about what mission I got from Akatsuki?” I nodded, looking at him for a moment and then beginning to seriously doubt Itachi’s murderous intentions.
“I don’t want to do it… well, not everyone…” I nodded, trying to play the accepting role. “Of course, you don’t have to. Did they tell you to leave one person alive?” Itachi nodded. “My little brother, so he could tell everyone that I killed them all.”
I gripped by chin, my beard being somewhat tangled, though still doing my normal thinking pose. “Does one of the members come with you?” Itachi shook his head. “No, they expect me to do that by myself. I discovered that there is one extra level of Sharingan called the Mangekyou Sharingan, but the requirements are really vague.”
I nodded. “You need to kill your best friend.” Itachi nodded, sighing deeply. “Very well, whatever has to be done.”
“Make it look like he drowned in the Nanako river. Also, do the killing around when Sasuke is eight.” Itachi nodded, looking at me with a slightly calculating look and then making me sweat slightly. “Here, a shirt and some pants that should fit you.” I watched as an ANBU shirt was tossed my way. I snatched it from the air, hoping that I would turn back to small form in moments, but if it didn’t happen, I’d be fine too. To my surprise, I could feel a cold feeling go over my bones and flesh and then saw how my hand turned smaller and smaller, more delicate then before and grinned, looking at the shirt as I slipped it on, looking at itachi, who merely nodded. “Alright, about saving someone from your clan… Do you like your father?”
Itachi shook his head, sighing slightly. “Not really. He’s constantly pushing me to do better, to accept more missions and such, it’s driving me crazy. I want to kill him actually, he’s been pushing me around too much.”
Once again, I tried to act like a normal person would, slipping on the pants in the meanwhile, though they were far too large for me. “And your mother?”
Itachi didn’t react at first, though he closed his eyes. “I love my mother.” There was a silence afterwards, which he broke. “I don’t want her to die. The rest can die, except for Sasuke.”
I got up by pushing myself up, standing in front of him. “I wish I could help you, but I’m not really trained as a ninja, and your father and relatives are pretty good ninja, so they would make mincemeat out of me. As for my name, call me Naruto in this form, Pieter in the other. That’s Pee tehr, repeat after me, Pee tehr.”
“Pieter.” Damn, he got it in the first try… there was a silence, until a knock on the door shook Itachi out of his thoughts. “Aniki, can you teach me how to throw Shuriken?” there was a silence as Itachi looked at me with a meaningful look, making me follow him. “Of course, Sasuke. I hope you don’t mind if another one joins us?”
I took a good look at the Sasuke I saw standing there, being surprised that he wasn’t all emo like I knew him from the manga. Of course, there was a certain hint of a happy youth still burning within his eyes, so that wasn’t too much of a crime in itself, but it was just that he looked surprised to see me.
“Naruto-kun will be training with us for this once, since I bumped into him and got his clothing ripped up. I’ll teach you both how to throw Shuriken and maybe will teach you something about Chakra.” There was a silence as I looked at Itachi with my eyes being slightly misty, thinking about what good it would do for my studies if I knew how to manipulate the life-force called Chakra. There would be something to do for me after all!
“Alright Sasuke, try and visualize the target, make it come to your eyes and focus completely on hitting it. Naruto-kun, try to do the same.” It wasn’t too hard. I simply brought back my hand and threw it, watching as it hit the wood 20 centimeters above it, seeing Sasuke fare the same fate, though his was slightly closer to the target then me. Still, I went and retrieved it, while Itachi looked at Sasuke and then slightly corrected both our aims, making me realize that he could be a good instructor should he want to make a job out of teaching, though with his goals, he was out for world domination instead. There was a silence as shuriken whizzed through the air.
I managed to hit the target better after an hour of practice, though the clothes were baggy on me, though I didn’t really mind, liking loose clothing, since I got chafed skin often enough. Itachi took it upon himself to get me back to my apartment, something which I appreciated, since the villagers and some ninja would have skinned me alive, should they see that I wore ANBU clothing without an ANBU close by…
When he stood in his apartment, he looked at the ANBU standing in the middle of the room, Itachi giving a curt nod and a salute, the ANBU giving a small salute too, Itachi disappearing in a moment. The ANBU sighed softly as he pulled off his mask, looking at me as Kakashi’s face began to appear. “So, I saw you met Itachi-kun.”
I nodded, looking at the man for a moment, before going to the kitchen area and trying to fix myself some instant ramen, something which went off pretty well though Kakashi assisted a little bit. “Itachi-senpai taught me how to throw Shuriken better then Mizuki-sensei ever did. Kakashi-san, could you tell me a story about your adventures as an ANBU.”
I could see him tense up a little bit, though it was somewhat hidden. “Young kids like you shouldn’t know about such things, Naruto-kun.” There was a silence as I nodded, looking at him for another second, before speaking up once again. “I need to talk to Ojiisan.” Kakashi looked at me, blinking slightly before nodding. “Any reason?”
“Private business.” There was a silence as Kakashi nodded, the reason being a bit strange since it was Naruto, but still, private business might be related to the villagers or something else entirely.
Twenty minutes later, I stood in front of the old man, the Hokage of Konohagakure. “We need to talk, Hokage-sama.” The old man nodded and looked at the ANBU guards, with me looking around for more. “What I am going to tell you must remain secret, for both my as well as the rest of the village’s safety.” The Hokage looked at me for a moment, then nodded softly, making a small sign and I could feel a strange power seeping through the room.
“Alright, now I need to get out of these clothes, or else they’ll get all ripped up…” I muttered as I got the ANBU vest off, the pants following them immediately, along with some of the underwear, which ended up in me standing in front of the Hokage without anything on.
“It may look strange, but I am going to transform into something… different now. Don’t try to kill me for being an imposter or something, just watch.” With a small mental push, I tried to once again assume my adult form, which succeeded splendidly, a weird warm feeling going through my body as I felt my full strength return, flexing my muscles a bit to get them back into normal proportions. The Hokage looked small from my viewpoint, being extremely tall to these people. The old man’s face had taken on a calculative look, which made me feel like I was an exhibit at the Zoo. “Naruto-kun, is it merely a transformation of the body, or can you keep it on for a long time?”
“It is my original body, so I think I can keep it up indefinitively, though to keep up appearances, I would have to attend the ninja Academy, besides, I’m interested in becoming just as great as Orochimaru-san.” There was a silence from the old man as I looked at him, as he looked at me with a smile. “Let’s keep this just between us two then, with me being the one that knows of your adult form. Do you have an adult mindset too, or are you confused by what has happened?”
I smiled. “I have all mental functions of a 19, no wait, 26 year old.” The Hokage nodded, looking at me with a smile that warmed my heart slightly. “Tell me then, how did you come here.”
“ A flash, some strange feelings and there I was, being held by a blonde who pushed me on the head of a big-ass fox, feeling a strange sensation and then being a child. All I can say is that a lot of people hate me… Probably for having that big ass fox sealed within me, right? Kyuubi they call me… Nine tailed fox… It’s fitting… Anyways, how about getting me some Identification, so I can move around freely? It’d be… nice, to be able to move around… No, wait… I’m too weird in my mannerisms, so that wouldn’t work… how about an ID and then with me staying in the child form for a while, while shifting occasionally?” the Hokage nodded as he heard my ideas.
It feels good to be appreciated for once… I thought as I looked at the man, who was busy with thumbing through a thick tome, writing something down at intervals which were short, then looking up. “Alright, can you change back to your child form, Naruto?” I nodded, soon changing back into the child form. There was a silence as the old man looked at me dressing once again, smiling slightly.
“Alright, I thought about it for a moment and think you’ll be best served with getting a tutor for shinobi training, since the Academy is apparently a bit too low for you, though I must admit that if you were a child of 7, I would need to let you go there, but since you’re already mentally 25, I see no harm in assigning you some tutors in the areas of shinobi specialization. Be in my office tomorrow morning at 9 sharp and I’ll have your tutors ready.”
The next morning I looked at my clock, seeing that it was close to six in the morning. I yawned as I got up, scratching myself on the chin, which was a gesture I had been doing ever since I got a beard, though the hairless chin was something that was strange. I calmly made some ramen, trying to calm my nerves and hope that the people Sarutobi-san had selected for my training were nice people, and if there were some that were kind to me…
“Good morning Sarutobi-Hokage-sama!” there was a silence as the old man turned around, looking at me with a rather owlish gaze, then sighed deeply and beckoned me in. it was around 8 now, making me look at the desk for a moment after witnessing the stacks of paperwork. “Ojiisan, could you tell me something?”
The old man looked up from his paperwork, looking at the clock and then at me. “What do you need to know, Naruto-kun?” I paused for a moment, then sighed. “I see you as a grandfather… Do you see me like a grandson, or merely some kid you got saddled with?”
It was something that the Hokage had been thinking about for a long time apparently, since I could see him think hard about it, but then, he looked at me and smiled kindly at me. “Yes, I think of you as a grandson, though in age, you’d be closer to my son…”
I just gave him one of my cheekiest grins, which made him smile a little bit, and I seated myself on a chair next to his desk, looking through the stack of paper and then finding a small orange booklet, opening it and reading through the warning that it was not meant for people under the age of eighteen. As I read through the first chapter, I realized that it was pretty good actually.
As the clock ticked nine, I heard a sound and saw three shinobi standing in front of the desk, my body hidden by a stack of paperwork, hearing the Hokage greet them. I tucked the Icha Icha Paradise back under the stack, giving no indication that I had read it, though the hormones within my body were pretty much wanting to be released now, since it was pretty hardcore smut that was in the book.
I moved away from the stack of paperwork, seeing the shinobi who would be tutoring me in the three basics of Shinobi combat…
The green jumpsuit was a good indication that Might Guy was in the room, as were the orange leg warmers with the weights in it. Next to him stood Kakashi, who apparently had forsaken his orange book he seemed to be so fond of. The next person surprised me a little bit, though I should have known it. The person was the nice Chuunin who lived nextdoor to me, Yuuhi Kurenai, a rather fetching lady if I had to describe her. She blinked a few times and then looked at me. “Hello there Naruto-kun, Hokage-sama wanted me to teach you genjutsu, since apparently the Academy teachers had a bit of prejudiced stance against you…”
To see a pretty lady bowing to come face to face with you does tend to give one a rather good look at their cleavage, which was where my eyes strayed for a moment as I immediately rigthened my gaze and looked her straight in the eyes, thinking about something nice to say. “You’ve got really nice eyes, Kurenai-san.”
She smiled at me, which reminded me of Icha Icha Paradise, which made me turn beet red in the face. “Thank you, Naruto-kun.” That was the moment that she moved away, leaving me standing there, with Kakashi giving me a thumbs up while Kurenai couldn’t see it. “My name is Might Guy and I will teach you Taijutsu and the Power of Youth shall burn within you!”
I rubbed my forehead after that outburst from the man, but smiled. “Of course, I shall feel Youthful energy flowing through me!” there was a silence, until Guy hugged me with all his strength… which made me feel like I was going to die, blacking out after a few seconds, having turned purple in the face.
When I awoke I saw boobies hanging in my view, looking up at Kurenai, who smiled at me. “Well, we’re going to see how much you know and what you need improvement in, okay? It’ll be a small test, since you’re an academy student, but still, I want you to try your best, okay?” I nodded. “You’re like an angel… You just don’t wear white…” there was a silence as she blushed, then ruffled my hair a bit, something which felt pretty nice, then walked over to Kakashi, who gave me another thumbs up behind her back, Guy apologizing for his mistake. “It’s alright Guy-sensei… I don’t feel any pain anymore.”
“Alright, let’s get to training then!” and gone he was, leaving behind a small dust cloud, making Kakashi sweat drop and Kurenai look a bit surprised. “Okay… He’s energetic for a Jounin…” there was a silence as I followed the Green Beast of Konoha…
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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, but will possess the titular character’s body immediately after he’s born. That’s all I can say. I am weird and generally prepared for the worst thing that could happen due to being a pessimistic person
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DGOC arrives…
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I was walking through my house, just minding my business and thinking about what a great thing I had just discovered about Naruto, it being the fact that there were women above 20 that looked hot enough to eat and that I had finished Icha Icha Paradise and would like to write a sequel to it, until I felt dizzy and disoriented. I could feel how something was tugging on me and pulled me through, my body being pressed through a small tube and being made into something a lot smaller.
When I came to again, I was looking at a candle that was next to me, a forested area around me and an old man standing over me with a pitying look on his face. “Better get you back to Konoha, Naruto-kun. You can’t help having that monster sealed within you.”
My mind at the moment was in chaos, feeling how I no longer was in my original body, but in the body of Naruto, the titular character of one of my favorite manga and anime. Though that also gave me ideas as to how I would be able to advance quickly in the hierarchy of the ninja, while picking up some nice skills that could become of use to me. Due to being in an infantile state, I probably wasn’t able to make any significant changes, but having a 19 year old mind helped a lot, especially with a mental disorder that allowed me to be in my own world a little bit and be socially inept, though very kind and generous to others.
There was a long chain of events that I wasn’t even going to relate, of how the villagers appeared to resent me for taking away their precious Yondaime, some of them even calling for my death. It would be considered odd if they just up and attacked me while the Hokage was holding me, so I guess that I was pretty safe.
The Hokage, the old man that had first picked me up and brought me to the village, entrusted me to a young lady who was to take care of me, but I sure as hell didn’t get much care. Three months after I had been placed in her ‘care’ I could feel how my diaper was starting to get itchy, due to it being replaced only after three days. I cursed my existence as I crapped in my diaper, until I could get my body to become potty trained. There was a ninja standing guard over me at most times, but usually he let the lady get away with whatever she tried to do to me.
A change came after this which the Hokage took me to an orphanage after hearing the lady’s complaints about me being an evil demon child and apparently had her killed sometime after saying that. There was a silence as I entered the orphanage and looked at the other kids, but the matron apparently knew of my coming and didn’t really seem to like me.
“Why do you hate me?” I asked once I got the ability to speak and 2 and a half years old, my vocal chords still being quite young. I had tried to get a hold of the Kyuubi in the hopes that the fur ball would be able to help me out, but I hadn’t been able to get a hold of the damn furry thing since it apparently felt like sleeping. If I had to wait until Jiraiya came to give me training, it’d be 10 years later and I wasn’t going to do that.
I also started to take notice of the other kids, those that were told to get away from me and never play with me always staying out of my way, something which I was glad for. There was a silence whenever I came into a room and then the matron would get angry and slap me somewhere where nobody would see the mark.
My time with the Hokage was pretty cool, I guess. The old man came to pick me up a few times a month and we usually stayed at his office, with me looking over the scrolls that lay on a rack which was labeled as a private area. The man let me read them, though I didn’t get anything from the Japanese gibberish that I couldn’t read. Why the hell didn’t they write this in English! This is like chicken scratches! I could of course say some small sentences in Japanese, which was the lingua franca here.
Half a year later, I finally was taught how to read and to speak in proper Japanese. Being somewhat of a language geek, I managed to pick it up pretty fast and then began to put my experiences down on paper, including the making of a diary. The old man was pretty nice to me, but the others weren’t, so I showed him my diary, the one that he had purchased for me with a pretty cool flame motif on it. Normally I would never even keep a diary, but this was just something that I couldn’t keep away from.
The entry that I showed to the Hokage went like this.
Dear Diary,
Today, the villagers kept on calling me a Demon child and kept on hissing to me that I was the Kyuubi. What is a Kyuubi and why do they keep on calling me a demon? Logic would dictate that I either got unlucky or looked like a demon, though I don’t think I’m ugly, do you think that diary? The matron today told me that I’m never going to succeed in life and that Hokage-sama was a fool for letting me live. She even told me that I was a very bad boy and should just let myself get killed.
Well, I got to go to dinner now,
Naruto
Dear Diary,
Today was another hectic day. There was a man in my room with one of those sharp things that ninja use! He kept on saying something about a Demon and how it would need to die. I just watched as he came at me with that big knife thing and then all of a sudden, the man seemed to fall back, without me doing something! A woman stood behind him, one of those big swords sticking out of his chest! It was so cool to see that the woman was wearing a mask and had one of those nice tattoos on her shoulder.
I just discovered something in a closet of the orphanage! I found a note about a kid named Orochimaru who had been living there before me, who was talking about becoming the greatest ninja the world would ever know. Diary, I want to become a ninja too! I’ll swear I’ll become as good a ninja as that Orochimaru kid!
Got to go to Hokage-jiji now…
Naruto
The Hokage looked up at me with a smile and then said, while looking past my shoulder. “Naruto-kun, did you mean that about becoming a ninja?” I answered immediately. “Yes, Jiisan! I’ll become as good as Orochimaru-kun.”
A grimace came to the man’s face as he apparently remembered something, but then smiled at me with a kind and benign smile. “Well, Orochimaru studied under me… I could at least show you some of his notes on jutsu, since he was a man who made a few in his day and age, though I don’t think you’ll be able to do them yet since you don’t know hand seals.” He gave me the scroll after getting it from a special file cabinet and then watched as I opened it.
It felt like old paper in my hand and I could feel that it had been used regularly by the man to whom it had belonged before I got my hands on it. I looked over the descriptions to see that there was a small list on techniques called the Sen'eijashu, something with genjutsu that had a weird and scrawled name and some more offensive fire jutsu, though they weren’t really described much, some notes about Sarutobi-sensei having a bit too much fondness for them.
“Interesting. Really interesting. Orochimaru was a genius.” I muttered to myself as I read through the scroll, coming to a part about medical jutsu which peaked my interest. “Could you introduce me to Orochimaru-san, Hokage-jiji? He sounds like a very intelligent man to me.”
I could actually see some remorse on the Hokage’s face as he sighed deeply and then sat me down on his knee, something which actually was quite pleasant, even though I felt like I was too old for that. “Orochimaru left the village before you were born, Naruto-kun. He’s now a dangerous criminal and thus you can’t talk to him about this. Now, how about I make sure you get some candy?” a smile split my face as he offered me some sweet candy, a ninja popping in the room, causing me to give a small gasp. “Hokage-sama, what do you need me for?”
“I want you to take Naruto-kun to an apartment reserved for ninja living quarters. He is no longer safe with the orphanage, since attempts to kill him have been made. You will bring him to the apartment and be his guard, understood?” the ninja nodded and I noticed that there seemed to be no glint of malice within his eyes and that instead of that he looked somewhat sadder than most people I had ever met. I resolved myself to follow the ninja. “Naruto-kun, please follow Kakashi-kun to your new home. I’m giving you permission to move out of the orphanage and get an apartment. Now, you need to live on your own since apparently, the orphanage doesn’t do its job well… I’ll come check up on you every now and then and Kakashi-kun will be protecting you for a while, okay?”
Right, now I had gotten the speech that I knew was coming and nodded enthusiastically. “Can you teach me something about ninja, Kakashi-san? Please?” I subjected Kakashi to the deadly puppy eyes technique which would let women not of this village immediately go ahh in my presence but the man did not budge. Instead, he gently took my hand and said in one of the softest voices that I had ever heard from a man. “Naruto-kun, shall we go?”
Not that I liked men, mind you, but there was a sort of feeling coming inside me that just ached for love and affection from a woman or something with breasts and preferably female. As he led me to an apartment building that apparently housed some empty apartments, I gazed in wide wonder, acting like the kid who was being shown a new toy by a kind uncle.
Kakashi was a really cool dude, especially when he pulled out Icha Icha Paradise but didn’t allow me to read it, saying that it was nothing for children. Still, I enjoyed myself with the man, who I learned was 19 at the moment, having had his birthday three weeks before this day. He played with me, teaching me some hand seals, though most of them I remembered from having watched the Naruto anime a few times too many. There was a silence as I tried to assimilate the knowledge of seals that would lead to the creation of the Suiryudan no jutsu, until I tried some, placing Rat and Boar in an order mixed with snake, pig, slug and monkey with one tiger in the middle, trying to pull out some chakra from within me, though I had no idea how it would feel.
From what I gathered after waking up, a gigantic burst of water had apparently shot up from the faucet and had knocked me out, with Kakashi getting drenched as well, along with most of the furniture that was in the room already, only containing the bare basics for living though. There was a silence as the young man looked at him with a smile while his hair was still dripping wet. “Well, that was quite the surprise you gave me, Naruto-kun. I didn’t know you’d be able to summon up chakra. Well, with that amount of power you put behind it, you’ll make a fine ninja someday…”
Three weeks later, I had entered the ninja academy and was shown how to throw kunai by the instructor called Mizuki. From the anime and manga I knew he hated my guts, but I didn’t really react to the man and just did as was told, throwing the kunai and hitting the target on the very edge of it, looking at it with a somewhat proud smile until Mizuki said: “Again, Uzumaki.” Shaking my head slightly and then taking out the kunai from the target, I tried again, throwing it after thinking that I had to hit it.
With a thwack, it hit the target dead center, looking harmless and innocent to the eyes of me as I looked at the target that I had hit and heard a grudging approval from Mizuki, who couldn’t deny that it was a valid and encouraged me to try it more to get it done right.
The rest of the day was spent learning ninja history. That actually intrigued me, but soon became a chore due to the fact that they had to listen to Iruka drone on about the Shodai and how good he had been with mokuton jutsu. There was a small break for us to just be kids for some time, but nobody would play with me due to their parents having warned them not to play with me.
The rest of the time was just spent by taking notes on anything that mentioned Orochimaru, having gained a keen interest in the man even before I had come to this world. He was a smart man, I remembered from the manga, the anime glossing this over a bit. His vision of immortality intrigued me, so I instead made some effort to get to know some medical jutsu.
Two years eventually passed and I turned six. I was still in the same year, due to the Academy teachers grading me poorly, I think… apparently they complained about me being a troublemaker despite me being on my best behavior all of the time, having not made a single bad move in my time there. I haven’t even started on doing pranks I knew the Naruto I knew would do, though I easily could.
On the other hand, a rather nice young Chuunin took the apartment next to mine, talking to me a few times with a care in her voice that made me feel slightly warm in my body. I didn’t sense any hostility from her, but that could easily be faked. I was feeling rather suspicious of everyone around me at the moment, though I knew I should be taking care of some things that were clearly foretold in the manga, while I still had the chance. For instance, Itachi would be a problem to deal with, since he was now around 10 or 11, I didn’t really know. Since I am six now, it’d be best to get to Miss Uchiha and make sure that she gets to know me, as well as making myself out to be a nice kid to her, so she would trust me. I noticed that people tend to be a bit more careless around me whenever I try not to get myself noticed, apparently thinking that the demon isn’t trusted by anyone. There was of course the fact that Itachi was still going to kill the clan, so it would be prudent to just make sure that I got there in time to stop it, or to at least save someone from that clan from extinction, not just Sasuke.
I walked to the Uchiha compound, waiting a few seconds before entering, to see if someone was around that might spot me. With extra care, I walked inside, making sure to make myself look as harmless as possible, until I hit something soft.
I looked up to a rather surprised face of a young man, who raised an eyebrow at my presence. “Aren’t you that Uzumaki Kid that dad is telling such a lot about?” there was a silence as I blinked, then said: “Yes I think I’m that Uzumaki kid. My name is Uzumaki Naruto, and you?”
Apparently I had made something within him pang in the right place as he smiled slightly, the smile looking to be genuine, but something still bugged me about him.
“Uchiha Itachi.”
“Uchiha… Itachi?” I said with a small quiver of fear in my voice, something that I couldn’t really suppress. I looked at him, seeing the connection immediately since the face was almost the same, except that it wasn’t frowning, it looked normal. “Hai. Does my name frighten you?”
I nodded, looking at him and gulped as he activated his Sharingan, looking all over his body for any sign of something that could be used to kill. “Relax, I’m not going to kill you… yet.”
I had to give myself some credit, since any normal person would have run and gotten help, since he looked at me like he were a bit mad, which is something that would usually be assumed with serial killers, which he probably already was, since he was in ANBU. “You are in ANBU, right?”
I asked, trying to muster some bravery, before I was brutally murdered. “Yes.” There was a silence as he beckoned me to walk with him, making me shudder slightly, watching the eyes of the Uchiha narrow, but none said anything as I passed with itachi, who seemed to look at them with his Sharingan being darkened, the idea of this not really being real appearing to me, but still, I couldn’t shake the image of the manga from my mind, his entire family killed by himself.
“Uchiha Itachi, do you know of an organization called Akatsuki?” I asked, looking at him without much fear on my face, though internally I was shaking like a leaf, a rather fitting description, since I was in the leaf village at the moment.
We entered a house, which apparently belonged to Itachi’s father, since he led me to his room, where he told me to sit down and looked at me with a half-smile on his face, which was creepy, since he almost never smiled in the manga. “I know of the organization.”
I nodded, looking at him while narrowing my eyes slightly to appear calculating, though with me being only 7 at the time, it merely made me look slightly cute, if I were to go by my Chuunin neighbors description of my narrowed eyes.
“Are you a member, or are you becoming a member?” there was a silence as I waited for his answer, his voice being softer than before. “I am already a member.” I nodded, looking at him and then asked the next question. “Are you going to kill me now?”
At that, Itachi looked up, looking me straight in the eyes, making me feel queasy and I shuddered as I could feel the clothing be too tight for me, hearing a ripping sound and then feeling how my body seemed to have been grown to my old form, although the beard on my chin was long enough to belong to an old man. I looked at Itachi, who shook his head slightly, looking at me with a slightly emotionless face. “I don’t intend to kill you… In fact, I want to ask you something… How is it that you have the form of a child and a young man? Only because of my Sharingan could I see it, but still, I am interested.”
I sighed deeply, looking at him for a moment and then decided to just tell something. “I am not of this world, I think… In my world… I know a lot… In this one… I know things, events…” there was a silence as I paused, Itachi looking at me with a nod being his only reaction. “Well then, stranger-san, do you know about what mission I got from Akatsuki?” I nodded, looking at him for a moment and then beginning to seriously doubt Itachi’s murderous intentions.
“I don’t want to do it… well, not everyone…” I nodded, trying to play the accepting role. “Of course, you don’t have to. Did they tell you to leave one person alive?” Itachi nodded. “My little brother, so he could tell everyone that I killed them all.”
I gripped by chin, my beard being somewhat tangled, though still doing my normal thinking pose. “Does one of the members come with you?” Itachi shook his head. “No, they expect me to do that by myself. I discovered that there is one extra level of Sharingan called the Mangekyou Sharingan, but the requirements are really vague.”
I nodded. “You need to kill your best friend.” Itachi nodded, sighing deeply. “Very well, whatever has to be done.”
“Make it look like he drowned in the Nanako river. Also, do the killing around when Sasuke is eight.” Itachi nodded, looking at me with a slightly calculating look and then making me sweat slightly. “Here, a shirt and some pants that should fit you.” I watched as an ANBU shirt was tossed my way. I snatched it from the air, hoping that I would turn back to small form in moments, but if it didn’t happen, I’d be fine too. To my surprise, I could feel a cold feeling go over my bones and flesh and then saw how my hand turned smaller and smaller, more delicate then before and grinned, looking at the shirt as I slipped it on, looking at itachi, who merely nodded. “Alright, about saving someone from your clan… Do you like your father?”
Itachi shook his head, sighing slightly. “Not really. He’s constantly pushing me to do better, to accept more missions and such, it’s driving me crazy. I want to kill him actually, he’s been pushing me around too much.”
Once again, I tried to act like a normal person would, slipping on the pants in the meanwhile, though they were far too large for me. “And your mother?”
Itachi didn’t react at first, though he closed his eyes. “I love my mother.” There was a silence afterwards, which he broke. “I don’t want her to die. The rest can die, except for Sasuke.”
I got up by pushing myself up, standing in front of him. “I wish I could help you, but I’m not really trained as a ninja, and your father and relatives are pretty good ninja, so they would make mincemeat out of me. As for my name, call me Naruto in this form, Pieter in the other. That’s Pee tehr, repeat after me, Pee tehr.”
“Pieter.” Damn, he got it in the first try… there was a silence, until a knock on the door shook Itachi out of his thoughts. “Aniki, can you teach me how to throw Shuriken?” there was a silence as Itachi looked at me with a meaningful look, making me follow him. “Of course, Sasuke. I hope you don’t mind if another one joins us?”
I took a good look at the Sasuke I saw standing there, being surprised that he wasn’t all emo like I knew him from the manga. Of course, there was a certain hint of a happy youth still burning within his eyes, so that wasn’t too much of a crime in itself, but it was just that he looked surprised to see me.
“Naruto-kun will be training with us for this once, since I bumped into him and got his clothing ripped up. I’ll teach you both how to throw Shuriken and maybe will teach you something about Chakra.” There was a silence as I looked at Itachi with my eyes being slightly misty, thinking about what good it would do for my studies if I knew how to manipulate the life-force called Chakra. There would be something to do for me after all!
“Alright Sasuke, try and visualize the target, make it come to your eyes and focus completely on hitting it. Naruto-kun, try to do the same.” It wasn’t too hard. I simply brought back my hand and threw it, watching as it hit the wood 20 centimeters above it, seeing Sasuke fare the same fate, though his was slightly closer to the target then me. Still, I went and retrieved it, while Itachi looked at Sasuke and then slightly corrected both our aims, making me realize that he could be a good instructor should he want to make a job out of teaching, though with his goals, he was out for world domination instead. There was a silence as shuriken whizzed through the air.
I managed to hit the target better after an hour of practice, though the clothes were baggy on me, though I didn’t really mind, liking loose clothing, since I got chafed skin often enough. Itachi took it upon himself to get me back to my apartment, something which I appreciated, since the villagers and some ninja would have skinned me alive, should they see that I wore ANBU clothing without an ANBU close by…
When he stood in his apartment, he looked at the ANBU standing in the middle of the room, Itachi giving a curt nod and a salute, the ANBU giving a small salute too, Itachi disappearing in a moment. The ANBU sighed softly as he pulled off his mask, looking at me as Kakashi’s face began to appear. “So, I saw you met Itachi-kun.”
I nodded, looking at the man for a moment, before going to the kitchen area and trying to fix myself some instant ramen, something which went off pretty well though Kakashi assisted a little bit. “Itachi-senpai taught me how to throw Shuriken better then Mizuki-sensei ever did. Kakashi-san, could you tell me a story about your adventures as an ANBU.”
I could see him tense up a little bit, though it was somewhat hidden. “Young kids like you shouldn’t know about such things, Naruto-kun.” There was a silence as I nodded, looking at him for another second, before speaking up once again. “I need to talk to Ojiisan.” Kakashi looked at me, blinking slightly before nodding. “Any reason?”
“Private business.” There was a silence as Kakashi nodded, the reason being a bit strange since it was Naruto, but still, private business might be related to the villagers or something else entirely.
Twenty minutes later, I stood in front of the old man, the Hokage of Konohagakure. “We need to talk, Hokage-sama.” The old man nodded and looked at the ANBU guards, with me looking around for more. “What I am going to tell you must remain secret, for both my as well as the rest of the village’s safety.” The Hokage looked at me for a moment, then nodded softly, making a small sign and I could feel a strange power seeping through the room.
“Alright, now I need to get out of these clothes, or else they’ll get all ripped up…” I muttered as I got the ANBU vest off, the pants following them immediately, along with some of the underwear, which ended up in me standing in front of the Hokage without anything on.
“It may look strange, but I am going to transform into something… different now. Don’t try to kill me for being an imposter or something, just watch.” With a small mental push, I tried to once again assume my adult form, which succeeded splendidly, a weird warm feeling going through my body as I felt my full strength return, flexing my muscles a bit to get them back into normal proportions. The Hokage looked small from my viewpoint, being extremely tall to these people. The old man’s face had taken on a calculative look, which made me feel like I was an exhibit at the Zoo. “Naruto-kun, is it merely a transformation of the body, or can you keep it on for a long time?”
“It is my original body, so I think I can keep it up indefinitively, though to keep up appearances, I would have to attend the ninja Academy, besides, I’m interested in becoming just as great as Orochimaru-san.” There was a silence from the old man as I looked at him, as he looked at me with a smile. “Let’s keep this just between us two then, with me being the one that knows of your adult form. Do you have an adult mindset too, or are you confused by what has happened?”
I smiled. “I have all mental functions of a 19, no wait, 26 year old.” The Hokage nodded, looking at me with a smile that warmed my heart slightly. “Tell me then, how did you come here.”
“ A flash, some strange feelings and there I was, being held by a blonde who pushed me on the head of a big-ass fox, feeling a strange sensation and then being a child. All I can say is that a lot of people hate me… Probably for having that big ass fox sealed within me, right? Kyuubi they call me… Nine tailed fox… It’s fitting… Anyways, how about getting me some Identification, so I can move around freely? It’d be… nice, to be able to move around… No, wait… I’m too weird in my mannerisms, so that wouldn’t work… how about an ID and then with me staying in the child form for a while, while shifting occasionally?” the Hokage nodded as he heard my ideas.
It feels good to be appreciated for once… I thought as I looked at the man, who was busy with thumbing through a thick tome, writing something down at intervals which were short, then looking up. “Alright, can you change back to your child form, Naruto?” I nodded, soon changing back into the child form. There was a silence as the old man looked at me dressing once again, smiling slightly.
“Alright, I thought about it for a moment and think you’ll be best served with getting a tutor for shinobi training, since the Academy is apparently a bit too low for you, though I must admit that if you were a child of 7, I would need to let you go there, but since you’re already mentally 25, I see no harm in assigning you some tutors in the areas of shinobi specialization. Be in my office tomorrow morning at 9 sharp and I’ll have your tutors ready.”
The next morning I looked at my clock, seeing that it was close to six in the morning. I yawned as I got up, scratching myself on the chin, which was a gesture I had been doing ever since I got a beard, though the hairless chin was something that was strange. I calmly made some ramen, trying to calm my nerves and hope that the people Sarutobi-san had selected for my training were nice people, and if there were some that were kind to me…
“Good morning Sarutobi-Hokage-sama!” there was a silence as the old man turned around, looking at me with a rather owlish gaze, then sighed deeply and beckoned me in. it was around 8 now, making me look at the desk for a moment after witnessing the stacks of paperwork. “Ojiisan, could you tell me something?”
The old man looked up from his paperwork, looking at the clock and then at me. “What do you need to know, Naruto-kun?” I paused for a moment, then sighed. “I see you as a grandfather… Do you see me like a grandson, or merely some kid you got saddled with?”
It was something that the Hokage had been thinking about for a long time apparently, since I could see him think hard about it, but then, he looked at me and smiled kindly at me. “Yes, I think of you as a grandson, though in age, you’d be closer to my son…”
I just gave him one of my cheekiest grins, which made him smile a little bit, and I seated myself on a chair next to his desk, looking through the stack of paper and then finding a small orange booklet, opening it and reading through the warning that it was not meant for people under the age of eighteen. As I read through the first chapter, I realized that it was pretty good actually.
As the clock ticked nine, I heard a sound and saw three shinobi standing in front of the desk, my body hidden by a stack of paperwork, hearing the Hokage greet them. I tucked the Icha Icha Paradise back under the stack, giving no indication that I had read it, though the hormones within my body were pretty much wanting to be released now, since it was pretty hardcore smut that was in the book.
I moved away from the stack of paperwork, seeing the shinobi who would be tutoring me in the three basics of Shinobi combat…
The green jumpsuit was a good indication that Might Guy was in the room, as were the orange leg warmers with the weights in it. Next to him stood Kakashi, who apparently had forsaken his orange book he seemed to be so fond of. The next person surprised me a little bit, though I should have known it. The person was the nice Chuunin who lived nextdoor to me, Yuuhi Kurenai, a rather fetching lady if I had to describe her. She blinked a few times and then looked at me. “Hello there Naruto-kun, Hokage-sama wanted me to teach you genjutsu, since apparently the Academy teachers had a bit of prejudiced stance against you…”
To see a pretty lady bowing to come face to face with you does tend to give one a rather good look at their cleavage, which was where my eyes strayed for a moment as I immediately rigthened my gaze and looked her straight in the eyes, thinking about something nice to say. “You’ve got really nice eyes, Kurenai-san.”
She smiled at me, which reminded me of Icha Icha Paradise, which made me turn beet red in the face. “Thank you, Naruto-kun.” That was the moment that she moved away, leaving me standing there, with Kakashi giving me a thumbs up while Kurenai couldn’t see it. “My name is Might Guy and I will teach you Taijutsu and the Power of Youth shall burn within you!”
I rubbed my forehead after that outburst from the man, but smiled. “Of course, I shall feel Youthful energy flowing through me!” there was a silence, until Guy hugged me with all his strength… which made me feel like I was going to die, blacking out after a few seconds, having turned purple in the face.
When I awoke I saw boobies hanging in my view, looking up at Kurenai, who smiled at me. “Well, we’re going to see how much you know and what you need improvement in, okay? It’ll be a small test, since you’re an academy student, but still, I want you to try your best, okay?” I nodded. “You’re like an angel… You just don’t wear white…” there was a silence as she blushed, then ruffled my hair a bit, something which felt pretty nice, then walked over to Kakashi, who gave me another thumbs up behind her back, Guy apologizing for his mistake. “It’s alright Guy-sensei… I don’t feel any pain anymore.”
“Alright, let’s get to training then!” and gone he was, leaving behind a small dust cloud, making Kakashi sweat drop and Kurenai look a bit surprised. “Okay… He’s energetic for a Jounin…” there was a silence as I followed the Green Beast of Konoha…
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