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Three days has passed since the fiasco, the cleanup following the epic reveal of Naruto’s legendary doujutsu and bloodline was still ongoing and yet no sign of the blond.
“get up”, Tobirama says looking with severity at Mito who pants heavily on the ground.
Old as he is, he’s a man of his word, as soon as the girl was cleared from the hospital, he dragged her to a training ground and proceeded to train her into the roots bellow the ground.
“old man second, give me a break!”, she demands between labored breaths.
Mito, covered from head to toe in scratches, bruises and dirt, so much her lustrous red hair was now brown from all the dirt and dust clinging to it and so was any inch of her ivory white skin as she turns her indigo eyes to her ruthless trainer.
“you had two days of rest”, Tobirama says, referring to the time Mito spent in the hospital recovering from the concussion and broken ribs Naruto gave her during his outburst, “you already rested enough, now back to your feet!!”.
Mito grunts, but obeys. If the there’s one thing she understood pretty fast, was that Tobirama wasn’t like her parents or godparents, he would beat her down time and time again and force her to improve, if she liked it or not wasn’t up for debate.
“good”, Tobirama says, “thanks to our blind belief on that pervert we drove your brother to the brink”.
Mito growls, angry at the mentions of Naruto.
She does a cross sign.
“multi-shadow clone justsu!”, in a cloud of smoke a small army of clones appears and charge against Tobirama.
“as I expected”, Tobirama says, standing ground and doing hand signs, “such idiotic behavior that led to the ostracizing of the boy bore consequences”.
He finishes a sequence of four hand seals, he takes a deep breath and…
“water style: water fang!!”, he spits a pressurized jet of water.
the jet swings and destroys chunk of the clones save for half a dozen or so who managed to jump high enough at the right time to escape the watery fury of the second.
The remaining clones rain smoke bombs, engulfing the albino in a thick cloud of smoke.
“however, none of us could predict the fury we inquired would come with the awakening with such destructive power”, Tobirama says, closing his and extending his chakra.
Another short sequence of seals whole the six remaining clones, try to jump him.
“water style: Water shockwave”, a spiral of water forms around Tobirama and explodes in every direction, popping the rest of the clones, “and now we might as well have made an enemy of him”.
The smoke clears, Tobirama looks around in search for Mito, not finding her, he closes his and extends his chakra, searching for with his sensory abilities.
Mito had used the distraction made by the clones to sneak out and hide in the trees, trying to buy some time and regain her breath.
“water style: water dragon bullet!!”, Tobirama exclaims and a giant water dragon hits exactly where Mito was hiding.
The girl washes away and is dragged by the water to Tobirama’s feet.
“we can hope he finds in his heart to not turn his gifts against the village, but that is way too optimistic in my view”, Tobirama says, looking at the half drown Mito.
The red eyes of the Senju stared at her, watching as the nine-tails chakra kicked in and haled the vessel that holds the beast locked.
“so, if your brother indeed turns into an enemy, you have to be ready to face him”, Tobirama says, no real feeling behind his voice, “however, as little as it is, there’s still hope that he won’t turn hostile against the village and in that scenario, we will ask for his forgiveness. However we will only know of his intent once he’s back within these walls and until there, I’m going to make sure to beat the rot your parents let fester inside you out, now get up!”.
Speaking of beating things out of people, Jiraiya just got the third ass whooping of a lifetime.
The first was from Kushina, who made sure to beat him and Minato to an inch of their lives after she got back with Lady Mito from the searching party to find Naruto.
The second one, was from Tobirama himself, who also beat the sh*t out of Minato and Kushina for not listening to him, because he advised them, repeatedly that sabotaging Naruto was horribly bad idea and now it came back to bit them in the ass.
The toad sages of Mount Myobuko were the ones delivering the current ass whooping.
“but the prophecy…”, the bloody mass that once was Jiraiya tries to reason.
“a prophecy you shouldn’t even know about!!”, Shima, also known as Ma from the Two Great Sage Toads of Mount Myobuko exclaims while making sure Jiraiya never have kids.
“there’s a damn good reason why humans aren’t supposed know about prophecies!!”, f*ckasaku, also known as Pa from the Two Great Sage Toads of Mount Myobuko as angrily as his wife caves in Jiraiya’s nose.
“you humans are too greedy and too addicted to control to ever let them run its course on their own and more often them not cause them to go sideways!!”, the male sage toad says after hopping into Minato’s desk, “be warned both of you…”,
He looks at the bloody pulp that was Jiraiya and the pale Minato as his wife joins him in the desk.
“you are on the thinnest ice, any other transgression and your names will be stricken from the toad contract!”, f*ckasaku warns them with a stern look on his face.
“and we will seal always your ability to use sage mode!!”, Shima adds, “now, you better pray that boy is a better person than any of us, the rinnegan does not appears in the world for no reason”.
“don’t worry Ma and Pa when we find Naruto we’ll make it right and train him as he always wanted”, Minato says, with guilt in his voice.
“boy, take this advice from someone who’s been alive for a few centuries longer than you and is also a father”, f*ckasaku says, looking at Minato, “you and your family wronged that boy in such a way that it will be a cold day in hell if he ever talks to you again, let alone accepts anything coming from you”.
“Mito may be the jinchuuriki of the nine-tails, that indeed warrants some extra attention, but to outright lie to his face and sabotage him and give the heir status to his sister?”, Shima asks with disgust in her voice, “for a genius that was retard. And just to make it clean, in all of your sagely wisdom, what exactly was your plan for Naruto after he got kicked out of the ninja program and excommunicated from the clan?”.
“we… would help him find a civilian career, maybe help him become a medic…”, Minato says with his head down.
Then he is sent flying across the room after being hit by Shima’s tongue.
“boy, you damn lucky I aimed to your head or else you would be less of a man as you are right now!!”, Shima says her blood pressure through the roof from anger.
The sages leave in a poof of smoke.
Just as Minato was coming back to his feet, Tsume Inuzuka enters the office, followed by some Hyuuga.
“any luck?”, Minato asks, peeling himself from the wall.
“none”, Tsume growls, “the trail starts and ends on that same spot, whatever the brat did to vanish did not leave any trace”.
Meanwhile, Naruto was… he has no idea where he is.
But that doesn’t matter now, all that is matter is the pain in his heart, his family, the people that was supposed to love him lied and sabotaged him and for what? A prophecy?
Now that’s a load of bull if he ever saw one.
He gets up, looks around, and sees nothing.
Nothing but threes and…
A temple, a temple at the top of a hill in a clearing.
A hill which he was laying at the foot off.
With no idea of how he got there or how to get out, he gets to his feet and makes his way to the temple, just as the sun started to set.
Arriving the door, he sees it was made of redwood, adorned with what looked like a sharingan with nine tomoe and he almost jumps out of his skin when the door open on their own and lanterns light up, illuminating the way.
Creeped to no end, but presuming that sleeping in a haunted temple was better than sleeping outside, Naruto walks in, following the lights to the main hall where a scroll laid in altar at the foot of a strange looking god with ten arms and three heads.
A scroll, that strangely seemed to call him and dumbly he heeds the call, opening the scroll and reading its contents.
With a determinate look in his eyes, he activated his new doujjutsu, he learned from the scroll was called rinnesharingan and with renewed strength, he puts himself to work.
Now, only he stands in his own way and he wasn’t going to sop himself from achieving… something, he may not be a shinobi, at least not officially and probably would never be, but he would be something.
