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Huh…?
"Cat, will you go fetch Tazuna please."
Naruto almost visibly sagged with relief, because in canon he didn't call the mission an asset protection mission.
With a whisper audiable only to the other ANBU level Shinobi in the room, barely, a purple haired woman wearing a cat mask shunshined out of the room.
"Alright children, listen closely. This will be your first mission outside the village."
Hiruzen turned to them, a little of the man that survived three world wars and lead a village for two of them peaked out, showing the seriousness of the situation.
"As such, you must listen to Kakashi, he will be your life line should anything go wrong- which it can at any moment unfortunately in this line of work."
Here he looked at them each individually, letting a slight up turn of his lip show at Naruto's shit eating grin.
Knock knock
"Right on time. Come on in, Tazuna-san." (do you guys want me to use honorifics?)
In walked a drunken man who smelled of elder berr- ahem* alcohol.
Hic!
"What is this?!" The old weathered man's eyes gleamed for a split second which was noticed by the older Shinobi and of course Naruto because he was looking for it.
"I pay top dollar for trained veterans," here he starts swinging his bottle of what smelled like whiskey around wildly, "and all I get are a bunch of kids?!"
A drop swishes out, and splats on Naruto's forehead. An uncontrollable eye twitch later, and he's crouched next to Tazuna, holding a kunai to his manhood.
"Mm, this kid, can still pull you spine out of you throat or ass barehanded, mister Tazuna."(or stick to this where I use English titles such as mister, Mrs Mr, my lord, lord Hokage, etc.?)
Here Tazuna plum near jumped out of his own skin.
"Fucking shit!"
The drunken facade broke for a split second and everyone, except Sakura, noticed this time, meaning Sasuke finally caught on something was up.
"Ma, ma~ Naruto, don't go bullying your client, no matter how ignorant they are being."
"Haiiiii~."
Naruto sauntered back over to his teammates and took his spot back in the middle.
"Well, then," Hiruzen offered being highly amused by his hyper active ward "-shall we have you all go prepare to leave now?"
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Once Naruto got home, he made a clone and had it pop itself instantly to have his clones who were training start popping themselves.
Over two hundred and fifty clones popped and transferred their knowledge/findings spanning the next ten minutes.
To say the training he'd achieved over the last three weeks was crazy, would be like saying hitler just minority disliked people who were Jewish.
Naruto had been training at levels that quite literally would have killed any other Shinobi. A hundred plus clones for over two weeks, once he got his control at a place that he could make a singular clone for miniscule amounts of chakra.
Once he was satisfied he switched to equally spreading his clones across multiple areas.
Taijutsu, ninjutsu, kenjutsu, fūinjutsu, and iryojutsu. The first four had been wonderfully progressing, but when people say chakra control is the bread and butter of a medic nin, that couldn't be further from false hood than any lie ever propagated in the Naruto world.
He couldn't even start to use the mystical palm jutsu successfully until three days ago, because the chakra control required was fucking insane!
He had to somehow funnel chakra amounts equivalent to a five hundreth of his max output, to make sure he didn't over load someone with his chakra and cause their chakra system to hemorrhage due to too much foreign chakra being in their system.
He'd had a break through in thinking about applying his chakra splitting practice from using shadow clones when doing so though. It's much easier to pull a smaller amount of chakra from a piece of his whole chakra capacity than from the whole thing. MUCH easier.
One thing he learned though, was that his chakra was so absurdly dense in vitality, that his usage of the mystical palm usage was about nine times more effective than a normal persons chakra.
That had also allowed him to boost his physical training the past three days to stage three on his resistance seals.
Fuck he loved fūinjutsu. He also loved how much of it was available to Shinobi because no one knew how to really classify what level you were at fūinjutsu besides very broad terms.
If you could make a storage seal, you were Genin. An explosive tag gets you to chunin. A barrier strong enough to stand against Jonin level jutsu, puts you at Jonin. A master means you can take Hokage level hits, and grandmaster? No one really can say, besides another grandmaster.
After all, his mom and dad were grandmasters, but they couldn't seal the literal concept of fucking death into a mask. The Uzumaki were fucking awesome, he couldn't wait to go explore uzushio.
Anyway, side rant over.
Back to training.
Naruto had awoken at 6 everyday. Going to bed around midnight. His body could function just fine on four, but six he noticed was the sweet spot of giving it juuust enough time to be back into tip top for the amount of training he was doing.
He would have huge amounts of clones go from 6am with him, till 12pm. If he averaged it out, around thirty three hundred hours a day. Thats over eighty two thousand hours of training time.
His body hurt every waking moment if he could help it. His brain was mush until it was fixed by the fox's chakra and his innate healing factor.
Unbelievable amounts of information was consumed by him. The only thing he needed now, was experience, and he was about to get it.
He sighed as he released his weights, going from two hundred kilos on each limb, down to nothing.
"Fuuuuuuck that feels good~."
Naruto stretched and flopped onto his sofa. He reminisced over the fact it had only been about a month since he started really training.
He didn't really understand what Hiruzen meant when he said he'd help. Because that offer had apparently been extended to Kakashi as well.
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-Flashback-
"I'm sorry, what?"
Kakashi gave his signature eye smile and Hiruzen chuckled.
"You heard me right my boy. We both will help train you. We will give you access to all your family jutsu, not that anyone but you can open it, your parents sealed it to uzushio and back. First and foremost, what would you be most interested in learning?"
"Yes."
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-End-
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He had quite literally meant what he said. With Naruto's body being capable of handling inhuman, even by the greatest of Shinobi factors, amounts of clones and information- with shadow clones, in the hundreds and thousands of them being used?
He literally could and would. It would be unbelievably unacceptable and a disservice if he didn't abuse it.
So, he very simply laid it out.
Iryōjutsu for healing and faster physical growth by speeding his cellular activity up making them adapt far faster than normal.
Only problem, control. He had spent days where ninety percent of his clones worked on chakra control, until he could get the smallest use of mystical palm jutsu to work.
Once that happened he'd split his clones between those two for three days, allowing him to now be able to use iryojutsu as an apprentice level.
Kenjutsu to be learnt from Kakashi and the scrolls for his moms whirlpool style. It involved large katana's for fast strong sweeping motions like a whirlpool- who'd have guessed!
Taijutsu from both Kakashi and Hiruzen, incorporating his dads and moms taijutsu fine tuning them all together to what would best suit him.
His dads speed, with his moms strength, Kakashi's versatility and Hiruzen's insight into how to adapt them to his body.
Ninjutsu from both, though this time Hiruzen very clearly showed his edge. Kakashi was definitely a genius, but Hiruzen?
What a fucking monster.
He literally built an affinity for every single affinity through sheer fucking grit and will. He had condensed blobs of chakra on each of his finger tips, with each one being a different affinity.
No fucking wonder people had called him the professor. The sheer versatility the man had come to build with his ninjutsu is insane. His chakra control? Probably ONLY beat by Tsunade Senju.
He did things that seemed impossible, but seeing as Naruto only had a little under double the old man's capacity at the moment, he could do it, so he added that as well.
Stealth, now that was Kakashi's forte. His ANBU commander days shined through when Hiruzen pointed out Kakashi was one of five people able to actually hide from him.
He'd gotten to the point where if he truly tried his best, it would take minutes for them to find him… until Hiruzen used his sensor capabilities, and Kakashi brought his nin-ken out and had them literally, SMELL his fucking chakra.
Stupid cheating bastards.
Because, as one would guess, Naruto unfortunately for any sensor Shinobi was a fucking sun sized arc reactor in the size and shape of a human.
He had thought of counter measures though, and that lead into what was arguably THE most fun area he'd be learning.
Fūinjutsu, the greatest hack of the Naruto verse.
Enabling teleportation, time traveling, sealing physical gods like Kaguya, and metaphysical entities like the fucking shinigami.
He'd taken to it like a fish to water.
One, the idea of coding made it easy to understand the principle of commands needing to be executed correctly in accordance with the OS(or the rules this reality operated on), and finding what was essentially programs to create some kind of change.
For instance, when he created his first real unique tag.
A flash bang seal. You see there is a set of sealing symbols that go on an explosive tag, a conversion symbol- chakra into energy, a symbol that stores chakra, and a trigger symbol that ignites the conversion symbol causing a critical release of energy.
So his idea, was to take the conversion seal and tweak it(which he'd only found one correct tweak so far out of the literal tens of thousands he'd tried), so that the explosion is dampened but the noise and light are extremely amplified.
Once he'd found the correct symbol change, and had found a symbol in his moms journal for a simple production of light light, he had combined them together, making his flash bang seal version one.
Two, he was quite literally one of, if not the ONLY person in the elemental nations that could test seals like he does(I.e, clones used as proxies when experimenting with new seals for when they blow up or any of deadly strange thing).
He had to go through a dumb amount of iterations(think tens of thousands, sometimes pushing hundreds of thousands) but at some point his body seemed to instinctively understand what to do with a seal to make it do what he wants.
He loved how broken the Uzumaki really were.
From there it had been simple to grow his knowledge on what symbols cause what reactions to truly start learning.
A shrapnel IED seal? Easy- use a timed delay seal that empties a storage sealing array (inked on under the explosive tag) right before the explosion goes off, and it's golden. Senbon, nails, shuriken, etc.
A seal on the bottom of his feet that absorbs any sounds he makes made by stripping a silencing seal he found in his dads journals and shrinking it with the sealing array designed to do so (both seals were found in both journals that his parents had come up with, meaning that both were fucking cracked at what they did.)
A seal that was originally designed by his moms people to filter water(which he still took and would use on missions), and applied it inside of his mouth, under his tongue specifically, to purifie and filter air entering his body after tweaking it.
A great way to stop inhaled poisons. It also acted as a storage seal for it, meaning he could study any poison used on him in such a manner.
He was trying to find a away to apply the seal to his whole body, so that any substance that wasn't part of his physiological productions, would be pulled out of his body, and into the seal.
Just recently he'd been able to link together storage seals being able to pull from the same subspace as another seal. It had been surprisingly simple. Each one had a blank signature, meaning it was just a random fold in space that the seals pulled from.
All he had to do, was give a specific signature to a set of seals, that way that tapped into the same subspaced used, and voilà~. A pseudo-inventory baby!
Truly, having those journals got him to where he was and where he'd get to be.
They were what would separate him from the rest of the fūinjutsu wannabe clones out there. Lady Luck seemed to still love him, which he'd gladly welcome.
He was working on three new seals(well technically two seals and a sealing array) at the moment too.
An array to coat the inside of his jacket that would make him seem like background chakra to any sensor(including the byakugan, rinnegan, etc), a seal that acts like a phone allowing for long distance communication, and a sealing array that he could put on his body that allowed for an incredibly small yet incredibly strong and stable barrier around his skin.
It would absorb kinetic force and convert it into chakra, that would then be used to help power the seal when getting hit by something his chakra couldn't keep up with.
Like a lightning cloak lariat, or tailed beast bomb, etc.
Those three were on the front burner, while he had tons on the back.
Anyway.
Essentially, Naruto was fucking tired.
Dead tired yet so unbelievably satisfied with the progress being made, he couldn't be happier… well, with himself at least.
His teammates left a lot to be desired.
He'd tried to do, anything, for Sasuke to help him, and the little child genuinely couldn't fathom the idea of the "dead last" being as good(read, so much better in every way), as him, and he let it just fucking eat him.
Sakura was a lost cause at this point. He'd tried and tried to get her to ease up on the fan girl shit, and she had for a minute when he'd gotten Sasuke to say that dumb shit about not likening girls that diet.
That broke as soon as Sasuke got all emo and depressed because of his inferiority/superiority complex.
The dieting didn't return but the amount of bitching she did was unbelievable. Sasuke this, Sasuke that, he's better, your dumb and stupid, you can't possibly be better than Sasuke, yappity fucking yap, yap!
All the hard work went down the drain.
Then one night, when Naruto had been training out late, and was just beat in to the ground with exhaustion, something happened.
Somehow a group of civilians had known he'd becoming back the way he did, and while in the middle of the partying due to graduation of civilian schools, they'd cornered him.
He was dizzy on his feet. Dead, on his feet. Tired beyond belief. He probably would have been pretty hurt by the civilians… when suddenly Sasuke appeared.
What had happened that evening, changed everything.
Right before the adults started to attack Naruto, Sasuke arrived and started to beat the group of adults like children against delta force operators.
He then proceeded to walk Naruto home. Everything was quiet, on the way there.
Naruto and Sasuke, for as long as both could remember didn't really need words in moments like these. They could just tell what the other was thinking.
That's why when they arrived at his door, Naruto simply looked at Sasuke and started talking.
"I know why they hate me… but for as much as I act big and bad, you, the Ichiraku ramen stand owners, sakura, Kakashi, Iruka, and the old man are all I have. I am scared that if I tell you, you'll just runaway, or worse, hate me."
Here Sasuke lightly punched Naruto in the shoulder to interrupt him.
"Hn. I already hate you dobe, you're my rival, don't forget it."
That cracked the tension and they both couldn't help but grin.
"Heh, fuck you too, teme. If you really wanna know, you'll have to give me a fair trade~."
A look of though crossed Sasuke's face.
"Hmmm, I might know what'll work."
That , was how one Naruto Uzumaki started to train his fire affinity, and how or, Sasuke uchiha, came to know the terrible burden his psuedo-brother had to endure since birth against the retarded people of Konoha.
…oh yeah! And that was the night Sasuke learned the shadow clone jutsu and what secrets it held.
Oopsies~.
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Though he could only make a singular one at the time, and that almost made him pass out from the amount of chakra needed. Meh, he'll grow into it!
As for sakura, well, that's for another time.
Let's just say, it involved a lot of crying in her part.
So after his reminiscence of a very long three weeks, that felt like literal years, due to clones, he had a date with his room.
Time to give his pillow some head and bed some ass~. He was gonna sleep good tonight… hopefully… stupid scary giant sword wielding ninja… stupid ice mirror making ninja…
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