Espadara Uchiha
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On the night of October Tenth, the Yondaime Hokage of Konohagakure, Minato Namikaze, was forced to watch as the Kyuubi no Kitsune was ripped from his wife's body and used to attack the village by a mysterious masked man. Minato had chosen to save his two newborn children, unable to stop the masked man in time. The two had fought, Minato barely being the victor, and now he stared down the Kyuubi with his wife in his arms.
"Kushina...just hang on..." He begged of her, already knowing it was a lost cause. No one survived a Biju extraction, not even an Uzumaki. Once again, he cursed the masked man who had attacked them. If it wasn't for him...
"Minato..." Kushina mumbled, her eyes opening. "The Kyuubi...seal it in me. I'll take it when I die..."
Minato wanted to agree. He wanted the beast to suffer, knowing the pain it had caused Kushina. But the masked man was more important. "No...I...I'll seal it, using the Shiki Fuujin into one of the kids. That masked man...he'll be back one day, and I'd rather we keep the Kyuubi contained and not let it roam free...it'll reform soon after you die, anyway." He explained, and Kushina let her head go down in despair. Minato knew that she didn't want to curse one of their children with the pain of being a Jinchuuriki, but there was no other choice...
Minato laid Kushina gently on the ground, and Hiraishin'd to the house where his children were sleeping. He looked down at the crib, where both Naruto and Natsuki lay sleeping. After a moment of indecision, he picked up Natsuki, and teleported back.
Naruto lay sleeping in the crib, alone and forgotten, until ANBU found him a few hours later.
Hiruzen Sarutobi, newly reinstated hokage of Konohagakure, sighed as he considered his available options at the moment. Natsuki Namikaze had become the newest Jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi, at the cost her parents life. Minato's last wish was for her to be seen as a hero, but Hiruzen feared that enemies of Minato would attempt to target his children as payback.
"Sup, sensei."
Hiruzen turned his head to see Jiraiya standing on his windowsill, a serious expression on his face. Hiruzen motioned for Jiraiya to come into the room. "It's good to see you, Jiraiya. I had thought that you would still be in Sunagakure."
"I was. I came as soon I heard about..." Jiraiya trailed off, a pained expression on his face. Minato was his star pupil, after all. "I can't stay long, I still have to try and limit the reports of the damage that the Kyuubi caused."
Hiruzen nodded, leaning back in his chair. "Minato sealed the Kyuubi within Natsuki. Can you look at the seal? I believe it to be the Shiki Fuujin." Jiraiya nodded. "Also, there is the matter of Minato's last wish...he want Natsuki to be seen as a hero for housing the Kyuubi."
Jiraiya closed his eyes, and nodded. "Than tell the villagers. You and me both know that they'll only see her as the Kyuubi reborn, unless we tell them that she's Minato's daughter. Just assign a few ANBU to her. We both know Kakashi would protect Minato's kids with his life."
Hiruzen still looked doubtful, but eventually relented. "Fine. I'll make the announcement today."
Naruto silently stared at the sky in the Namikaze training ground, basking in the silence that permeated the field. His sister had gone out to hang out with her friends, leaving Naruto to sit at home and do nothing.
Sure, he could practice with his kunai, or maybe try out on his father's less dangerous jutsu, but there was one problem...Naruto was terrible at being a ninja. He was dead last of the academy, while his sister was at the very top. Everyone always looked at her, calling her a hero just cause Minato decided to choose her over him to be the Jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi. Naruto didn't see how that made her a hero at all; she wasn't the one who gave her life to seal the Kyuubi, after all.
The eight year old boy slowly brought his hand into the air in front of, his chakra beginning to swirl in his palm before watching as it dissipated. He frowned. Even the Rasengan was out of his reach, while his sister had managed to master it a month ago, by herself.
Well, that wasn't quite true. Natsuki was getting training from Tsunade of the Sannin, Kakashi from ANBU, and Naruto could've swore that he saw the Sandaime give her a jutsu scroll at least once. Naruto was just pushed off to the side; after all, he didn't have a colossal demon of mass destruction sealed into him.
"You know, I would suggest standing up to learn the Rasengan." The voice broke Naruto from his thoughts, and flailed his head wildly to catch sight of the mysterious newcomer. "Up here, Gaki." Naruto looked up in the treeline, seeing Jiraiya of the Sannin standing there.
"Oh...Hey, Jiraiya." Naruto said, standing up. Jiraiya was the one person who actually helped Naruto out with his studies and training. "I still can't get the Rasengan right..."
Jiraiya looked at Naruto with a critical eye. The boy could be talented if he worked hard enough, but Jiraiya could tell Naruto was filled with years of being passed over in favor of his sister. Well, Natsuki had training from a Sannin; didn't Naruto deserve the same?
"Hey, Naruto...how would you like to be my apprentice?" He asked, grinning internally as Naruto's head shot up.
"You...you mean it?!"
"Of course. Now why don't you show me that Rasengan again?"
Naruto sat on the bench at the academy, watching as his sister talked with all of her friends. His sister, with her long red hair and looking like an almost identical clone of their mother, was the most popular person in the school. Naruto scoffed. Jiraiya hadn't been back for quite a while now, still maintaining his Spy Network. He did, however, finally teach Naruto the Rasengan, along with a few Toad based jutsu, though he did say Naruto was too young to sign the contract. He had also gave Naruto a pair of Geta shoes on his last birthday, of which Naruto wore everywhere.
Still thinking of the effects of his training, he didn't notice as Natsuki approached him. "Nii-chan!" She said happily, Naruto almost falling off the bench.
"Yeah, Natsuki?"
Natsuki looked sweetly at Naruto. "Do you mind if I go hang out with some of my friends? Ino is having a sleepover!" She exclaimed happily.
Naruto rose an eyebrow slightly, confused as to why Natsuki always asked him for permission. "Uh, okay. Fine." He said, not wanting to continue the conversation. Natsuki threw her fist in the air, and ran back towards her friends.
The son of the Yondaime sighed and stood up, not wanting to stay at the Academy any longer. He decided he would practice his tree jumping; his tree climbing was fine, but jumping from tree to tree slightly disrupted his above-average reserves. Naruto walked through the village, ignoring the looks the villagers were giving, as if they were looking for his sister.
Naruto soon arrived at the training ground, calmly walked onto a tree branch, and began jumping from tree to tree. He would go until he was running low on chakra, in order to increase both his control and his reserves.
Unfortunately for Naruto, some of the trees in the Namikaze estate had brittle branches. Naruto discovered this firsthand as he jumped on one, the branch breaking under his weight. Naruto fell to the ground, feeling slight resistance as the dirt he landed on suddenly fell into a hole that had been covered.
Naruto clutched his head. "Ouch..." Shaking his head, Naruto opened his eyes to see a small cave with seven tombs from one end to the other. The tombs were of moderate size, except for one that was massive. Naruto stood up, walking to one that had a massive halberd-like Zanbato. He brushed the dust off of the tombstone, and read, "Bankotsu of the Shichinintai..." Naruto stood up, and saw that all of the other tombs had members of the Shichinintai as well. Naruto stepped back, and began climbing his way out of the hole.
He'd make sure to come back to the site though. The Shichinintai sounded fairly interesting.
Naruto rested against a tree, silently crossing things out on a notepad. Jiraiya was sitting near him, reading a copy of his Icha Icha Paradise. When the two of them weren't training, Jiraiya would sometimes take Naruto to get some Ramen or have him edit the next chapter of Icha Icha. Naruto quite enjoyed it, and Jiraiya congratulated himself on awakening the pervertedness within his godson.
"Hey, Jiraiya-sensei?" Naruto asked, breaking the silence as placed the pen and notepad down.
"Yeah?"
"What are the Shichinintai?"
Jiraiya paused for a long time, and Naruto could feel a tension in the air. The Toad Sage placed his copy of Icha Icha on the ground, and spoke quietly. "The Shichinintai...I've only heard the stories. Why do you want to know?"
Naruto answered. "I've heard the name somewhere, and I was wondering what it was. Are they like the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist?"
"No...they weren't ninja. They were mercenaries." Jiraiya seemed to be struggling with what to tell Naruto. "Look, the Shichinintai were cold-blooded killers, hired during the Era of Warring States, before Konoha was formed. They brutally massacred their targets, taking immense pleasure in the act. Supposedly, they were only defeated when they made the mistake of challenging Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha. They were captured, publicly tortured for their crimes, than executed. It was the one time that Uchiha and Senju allied with one another before the creation of Konoha."
Naruto was amazed at this information. For the Shichinintai to have been strong enough to have faced The Shodaime and Madara Uchiha..."Wow..."
Jiraiya nodded. "Yep. Supposedly, Hashirama took pity on them after, and buried them in the same spot with all of their supplies. At least, that's the rumour. Madara was pretty adamant on burning their bodies and weapons."
Naruto nodded in stunned disbelief. The Shichinintai...all of their supplies, in one place...and for them to be as strong as Hashirama and Madara...
A smile came across Naruto's face, as he realized how he would become stronger than his sister.
AN: Ok, review I guess. Natsuki isn't a *****, and actually cares for Naruto. Naruto cares for Natsuki too, he just hates how she's always called a hero.
Oh, and the Shichinintai fought Hashirama and Madara shortly after they became heads of their respective clans, so no Mangekyo for Madara and no insane Wood Style techs for Hashirama.
"Kushina...just hang on..." He begged of her, already knowing it was a lost cause. No one survived a Biju extraction, not even an Uzumaki. Once again, he cursed the masked man who had attacked them. If it wasn't for him...
"Minato..." Kushina mumbled, her eyes opening. "The Kyuubi...seal it in me. I'll take it when I die..."
Minato wanted to agree. He wanted the beast to suffer, knowing the pain it had caused Kushina. But the masked man was more important. "No...I...I'll seal it, using the Shiki Fuujin into one of the kids. That masked man...he'll be back one day, and I'd rather we keep the Kyuubi contained and not let it roam free...it'll reform soon after you die, anyway." He explained, and Kushina let her head go down in despair. Minato knew that she didn't want to curse one of their children with the pain of being a Jinchuuriki, but there was no other choice...
Minato laid Kushina gently on the ground, and Hiraishin'd to the house where his children were sleeping. He looked down at the crib, where both Naruto and Natsuki lay sleeping. After a moment of indecision, he picked up Natsuki, and teleported back.
Naruto lay sleeping in the crib, alone and forgotten, until ANBU found him a few hours later.
***
Hiruzen Sarutobi, newly reinstated hokage of Konohagakure, sighed as he considered his available options at the moment. Natsuki Namikaze had become the newest Jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi, at the cost her parents life. Minato's last wish was for her to be seen as a hero, but Hiruzen feared that enemies of Minato would attempt to target his children as payback.
"Sup, sensei."
Hiruzen turned his head to see Jiraiya standing on his windowsill, a serious expression on his face. Hiruzen motioned for Jiraiya to come into the room. "It's good to see you, Jiraiya. I had thought that you would still be in Sunagakure."
"I was. I came as soon I heard about..." Jiraiya trailed off, a pained expression on his face. Minato was his star pupil, after all. "I can't stay long, I still have to try and limit the reports of the damage that the Kyuubi caused."
Hiruzen nodded, leaning back in his chair. "Minato sealed the Kyuubi within Natsuki. Can you look at the seal? I believe it to be the Shiki Fuujin." Jiraiya nodded. "Also, there is the matter of Minato's last wish...he want Natsuki to be seen as a hero for housing the Kyuubi."
Jiraiya closed his eyes, and nodded. "Than tell the villagers. You and me both know that they'll only see her as the Kyuubi reborn, unless we tell them that she's Minato's daughter. Just assign a few ANBU to her. We both know Kakashi would protect Minato's kids with his life."
Hiruzen still looked doubtful, but eventually relented. "Fine. I'll make the announcement today."
***
Eight Years Later
Eight Years Later
Naruto silently stared at the sky in the Namikaze training ground, basking in the silence that permeated the field. His sister had gone out to hang out with her friends, leaving Naruto to sit at home and do nothing.
Sure, he could practice with his kunai, or maybe try out on his father's less dangerous jutsu, but there was one problem...Naruto was terrible at being a ninja. He was dead last of the academy, while his sister was at the very top. Everyone always looked at her, calling her a hero just cause Minato decided to choose her over him to be the Jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi. Naruto didn't see how that made her a hero at all; she wasn't the one who gave her life to seal the Kyuubi, after all.
The eight year old boy slowly brought his hand into the air in front of, his chakra beginning to swirl in his palm before watching as it dissipated. He frowned. Even the Rasengan was out of his reach, while his sister had managed to master it a month ago, by herself.
Well, that wasn't quite true. Natsuki was getting training from Tsunade of the Sannin, Kakashi from ANBU, and Naruto could've swore that he saw the Sandaime give her a jutsu scroll at least once. Naruto was just pushed off to the side; after all, he didn't have a colossal demon of mass destruction sealed into him.
"You know, I would suggest standing up to learn the Rasengan." The voice broke Naruto from his thoughts, and flailed his head wildly to catch sight of the mysterious newcomer. "Up here, Gaki." Naruto looked up in the treeline, seeing Jiraiya of the Sannin standing there.
"Oh...Hey, Jiraiya." Naruto said, standing up. Jiraiya was the one person who actually helped Naruto out with his studies and training. "I still can't get the Rasengan right..."
Jiraiya looked at Naruto with a critical eye. The boy could be talented if he worked hard enough, but Jiraiya could tell Naruto was filled with years of being passed over in favor of his sister. Well, Natsuki had training from a Sannin; didn't Naruto deserve the same?
"Hey, Naruto...how would you like to be my apprentice?" He asked, grinning internally as Naruto's head shot up.
"You...you mean it?!"
"Of course. Now why don't you show me that Rasengan again?"
***
Two years later
Naruto sat on the bench at the academy, watching as his sister talked with all of her friends. His sister, with her long red hair and looking like an almost identical clone of their mother, was the most popular person in the school. Naruto scoffed. Jiraiya hadn't been back for quite a while now, still maintaining his Spy Network. He did, however, finally teach Naruto the Rasengan, along with a few Toad based jutsu, though he did say Naruto was too young to sign the contract. He had also gave Naruto a pair of Geta shoes on his last birthday, of which Naruto wore everywhere.
Still thinking of the effects of his training, he didn't notice as Natsuki approached him. "Nii-chan!" She said happily, Naruto almost falling off the bench.
"Yeah, Natsuki?"
Natsuki looked sweetly at Naruto. "Do you mind if I go hang out with some of my friends? Ino is having a sleepover!" She exclaimed happily.
Naruto rose an eyebrow slightly, confused as to why Natsuki always asked him for permission. "Uh, okay. Fine." He said, not wanting to continue the conversation. Natsuki threw her fist in the air, and ran back towards her friends.
The son of the Yondaime sighed and stood up, not wanting to stay at the Academy any longer. He decided he would practice his tree jumping; his tree climbing was fine, but jumping from tree to tree slightly disrupted his above-average reserves. Naruto walked through the village, ignoring the looks the villagers were giving, as if they were looking for his sister.
Naruto soon arrived at the training ground, calmly walked onto a tree branch, and began jumping from tree to tree. He would go until he was running low on chakra, in order to increase both his control and his reserves.
Unfortunately for Naruto, some of the trees in the Namikaze estate had brittle branches. Naruto discovered this firsthand as he jumped on one, the branch breaking under his weight. Naruto fell to the ground, feeling slight resistance as the dirt he landed on suddenly fell into a hole that had been covered.
Naruto clutched his head. "Ouch..." Shaking his head, Naruto opened his eyes to see a small cave with seven tombs from one end to the other. The tombs were of moderate size, except for one that was massive. Naruto stood up, walking to one that had a massive halberd-like Zanbato. He brushed the dust off of the tombstone, and read, "Bankotsu of the Shichinintai..." Naruto stood up, and saw that all of the other tombs had members of the Shichinintai as well. Naruto stepped back, and began climbing his way out of the hole.
He'd make sure to come back to the site though. The Shichinintai sounded fairly interesting.
***
Naruto rested against a tree, silently crossing things out on a notepad. Jiraiya was sitting near him, reading a copy of his Icha Icha Paradise. When the two of them weren't training, Jiraiya would sometimes take Naruto to get some Ramen or have him edit the next chapter of Icha Icha. Naruto quite enjoyed it, and Jiraiya congratulated himself on awakening the pervertedness within his godson.
"Hey, Jiraiya-sensei?" Naruto asked, breaking the silence as placed the pen and notepad down.
"Yeah?"
"What are the Shichinintai?"
Jiraiya paused for a long time, and Naruto could feel a tension in the air. The Toad Sage placed his copy of Icha Icha on the ground, and spoke quietly. "The Shichinintai...I've only heard the stories. Why do you want to know?"
Naruto answered. "I've heard the name somewhere, and I was wondering what it was. Are they like the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist?"
"No...they weren't ninja. They were mercenaries." Jiraiya seemed to be struggling with what to tell Naruto. "Look, the Shichinintai were cold-blooded killers, hired during the Era of Warring States, before Konoha was formed. They brutally massacred their targets, taking immense pleasure in the act. Supposedly, they were only defeated when they made the mistake of challenging Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha. They were captured, publicly tortured for their crimes, than executed. It was the one time that Uchiha and Senju allied with one another before the creation of Konoha."
Naruto was amazed at this information. For the Shichinintai to have been strong enough to have faced The Shodaime and Madara Uchiha..."Wow..."
Jiraiya nodded. "Yep. Supposedly, Hashirama took pity on them after, and buried them in the same spot with all of their supplies. At least, that's the rumour. Madara was pretty adamant on burning their bodies and weapons."
Naruto nodded in stunned disbelief. The Shichinintai...all of their supplies, in one place...and for them to be as strong as Hashirama and Madara...
A smile came across Naruto's face, as he realized how he would become stronger than his sister.
AN: Ok, review I guess. Natsuki isn't a *****, and actually cares for Naruto. Naruto cares for Natsuki too, he just hates how she's always called a hero.
Oh, and the Shichinintai fought Hashirama and Madara shortly after they became heads of their respective clans, so no Mangekyo for Madara and no insane Wood Style techs for Hashirama.
