Naruto Fanfic So I Ask You Once Again

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Written past my friend @mirage-05

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prologue, chap.1, chap.2, chap.iii, chap.4, chap.five, chap.six, chap.vii, chap.8, chap.nine, chap.x, chap.11, chap.12

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Sacrifices

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Affiliate 11 - Lost Hopes

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Sarada was counting in her head as her father continued his brisk pace. They were almost out of the infirmary building, she could see Boruto in the Hokage's arms in front of them…

"Papa…" she whispered, her voice tight and low with the sobs, tears still sliding down her cheeks. "It's been a infinitesimal and a half… P-please, allow'due south just turn dorsum…" Her voice became tinier then. "I demand to know…" she couldn't finish her sentence, merely notwithstanding, Sasuke didn't stop.

"Papa…" Sarada said once again, becoming almost hysterical. "Please, I-I'm begging you… We need to exist with him…"

"Your female parent is with him." That was all Sasuke told her equally he continued walking away from there.

"No! Papa please!" Sarada squeezed her eyes shut as she kicked her legs, trying to release her trunk from her father's grip. Then she felt it, fresh and cold air striking her straight in the face, causing her hair to fly.

Feeling a new source of power from his daughter, and feeling quite dislocated by this, Sasuke looked upward at her, slightly frowning…

What he saw made his optics slightly widen. An intricate, circuitous flowery shape in the place of her irises…

He indeed almost came to a stop… No, this was too early…

In one case they reached outside, he put her downwardly but still held her tightly by her shoulder, making sure she didn't run back inside every bit soon as he allow her become.

"Papa please allow me get!" yelled the girl.

"Sarada, you need to at-home down," he replied in his at-home voice, even though he was likewise worried well-nigh what he had seen.

"How?! How tin I at-home down!? He is in in that location, he is dying!"

"Your mother and the medics are doing everything they can. Even if y'all were in there, there is nada you tin practise."

"I don't intendance!" the daughter screamed, shaking uncontrollably. "He needs us!"

"At that place is nothing y'all tin do." the man said once again, firmly. "You volition stay right here until there is something new from the inside. It'southward all up to him at present, you lot being inside or throwing a tantrum is not gonna alter the issue. At-home down."

Boruto was still subconsciously gripping his father's apparel every bit he cried his heart out, the images of what he had merely witnessed wouldn't leave his mind, he didn't think it would disappear and so before long… Mitsuki'south tear, his manus trying to hold his own, his last words, how his head dropped to a side and his hand slipped abroad… All of it merely made the younger blond grip Naruto'south apparel tighter.

He heard all of Sarada'south and his chief's discussion and he wanted to say something likewise, hold with his childhood friend, but words weren't forming.

Naruto was belongings him tightly, caressing his hair gently, non saying anything. He was holding his careful control in place for both of the kids' sake, to keep his worries and sadness inside, he knew he had to just trust Sakura and Tsunade… And Mitsuki… he would make information technology… he was a strong boy, he would arrive…

"Accept it back…" he heard Boruto mumble in between his sobs, he didn't remember the terminal time his son had a complete break-down like this. "Have it dorsum, have it back… I-I can't… Take these 3 days back…" The boy'southward hand gripped his clothes harder every bit sobs continuously shook through his body.

Naruto stopped caressing his son's blond locks, lighter than his own, and he but stayed at that place with his hand resting against his head. The Hokage closed his eyes tightly at his son'south plea…

"I wish I could… believe me, I would go back if I could…" But he couldn't, and the harsh, cold reality was right there before his optics… Mitsuki was dying and Naruto could only pray that he would get in.

It injure… it injure him so badly, not just to encounter a kid's life slip away similar this just a child that he knew, that was close and important to his son, a kid that just a few days ago was alive and well… smiling, laughing…

He didn't even know how the boy had taken his words to his center… How he considered them a 2d family…

How much didn't he know nearly Mitsuki…?

"Dad…" Boruto looked up at him. "Please… delight go back inside… I can't get out him… I need to exist by his side… Please… I promised…" The boy couldn't complete his sentence every bit he one time again snuggled closer to his begetter, his crying muffled every bit he buried his confront in Naruto's breast.

Naruto returned to caress Boruto'due south hair, in hopes it would at-home him down, like he and Hinata did when he was younger.

"Nosotros volition get dorsum when your aunt Sakura says it'due south proficient okay…?"

Only Boruto just shook his head, he didn't want later, he wanted now…

Naruto glanced at Sasuke and Sarada, she seemed to exist rather calm but withal crying. He noticed her irises were red… sharingan? No… there was something dissimilar… information technology couldn't be… 'Mangekyou Sharingan…!?'

Naruto was shocked… she was barely thirteen…!

His mind was reeling… He wanted, needed to ask so much to Sasuke… simply this wasn't the time…

"I'm going to come back and take you lot when your female parent says y'all can see him." The older Uchiha was maxim. "I promise…"

And then Sasuke inched his head slightly upwardly, his eyes moving to Naruto. It was clear in his eyes - he needed to be inside… With Orochimaru in that location, they couldn't afford any mistakes…

Naruto gulped and nodded to him, telling him silently that this was under his control. As his friend rushed back inside, he approached the girl and kneeled down to her level, hugging her with his free arm.

"Three minutes…" Sarada whispered, snuggling closer. "Lord seventh… why don't they say anything…?"

Naruto airtight his eyes for a moment before opening them over again and looking at the hospital'south entrance where his friend had just disappeared into.

"I wish I knew Sarada… only we can only wait… and pray…"

It had taken a while, but both the children eventually calmed downwardly a little and pushed themselves gently away from the Hokage. They were too restless to stay put, they started pacing around. At least they didn't attempt to run dorsum to the edifice…

A soft, calm drop on his olfactory organ made the human being practice a double accept and he looked up… merely in time to see a small foliage drifting through the air, landing but before his feet. And so tiny drops started to fall every bit a light pelting began.

Naruto's heart skipped a beat…

Boruto stopped abruptly, gazing at the sky, tiny drops landing on his face. "Mitsuki…?" he whispered, so soft that information technology was almost inaudible.

No… information technology wasn't… it couldn't be the meaning of that… it was merely a coincidence, right…?

Naruto wanted to believe that…but it was so hard considering the situation.

A distant sound echoed through the clouds, the thunders.

Just every bit a 2d thunder echoed, Naruto heard paces coming from inside to the exterior of the hospital. And he looked up to see a fit of brusque pink hair. His eye jumped to his throat, and before he knew it, he had met her halfway.

Sakura looked very worn out, her hands shaking and her eyes brimming with tears as she approached him rapidly, not quite meeting his optics.

'Delight… no…' Naruto thought, his breath getting defenseless as he tried to suppress a sob.

"Sakura-chan…" he said, his vocalization then weak that it barely even reached his own ears.

Sakura speedily looked towards the kids, who Naruto then realized that oasis't followed him, maybe because of how they were still likewise shocked to move - or cover.

Sakura took in a shaky breath, and finally met his optics as a lone tear slid down from her eye. "It was close…" she whispered, her voice tired and strained. "Very, very close… Oh, god…"

Equally his friend started crying softly, Naruto felt part of the weight from his heart lift and literally sagged, shedding a tear himself, realizing how grateful he was that he didn't need to explain to his son and Sarada that their best friend couldn't make it.

"Please… tell me that you beat the shit out of the bastards who could do this to a kid," Sakura choked out. "He is fighting… He is stubborn, thank god, I will requite him that, but… His heart has get and so weak, even Tsunade-sama tin't tell for certain if he's out of the run a risk zone yet."

"Is he…?" the blond began, but wasn't certain how to continue it.

"We got his middle beating over again, merely he drifted into a blackout by the time we stabilized him," Sakura said sadly, and heard her friend gasp. "In a fashion information technology is better, because he needs the time to get his body to heal itself - we were actually because nigh keeping him in a drug-induced blackout if everything went smoothly. But now… We don't have any command over when he will wake up." Sakura hesitated for a 2nd before slowly calculation. "If… he will wake up."

"No…" Naruto mumbled softly, feeling like his eye was breaking into pieces.

His friend put a mitt to his arm, and glanced briefly at Boruto and Sarada over his shoulder. "You lot need to talk to them."

"Leave the hardest office to me, why won't you?" Naruto mumbled brokenly.

A biting grin, one without any kind of humor, flashed on Sakura's face for the briefest of seconds. "I demand to become back in. Try to ease it upward to them…"

As the med-nin turned her back to go, the blond tried not to let the heaviness in his heart weigh him down. A coma… A nighttime, endless stretch of space where they probably had no ways to achieve Mitsuki… A kid, who was at the very beginning of his life…

How did information technology all come up to this?…

He turned his back, and near bumped into Boruto, who was running to him, Sarada close behind. Boruto looked at his father with huge eyes, his breathing hitched to the point of hyperventilation.

"Dad…?" he asked in a small, fearful voice that didn't belong to him.

"Is Mitsuki…?" Sarada couldn't finish her sentence.

Naruto gulped one time, then looked at them squarely in the eyes. "I'k sorry, but…"

"North…no…NO!" Boruto screamed immediately, staggering dorsum a couple of steps, shaking his caput fervently as tears streamed freely down his cheeks.

"He didn't… He couldn't…" Sarada choked, equally her whole trunk began shaking with unsupressed sobs.

"He didn't die, he didn't DARE practice this to us, he promised!"

"Why couldn't we be in that location, too? Why didn't we help him?" the immature Uchiha mumbled in shock, in a high-pitched, monotonic phonation. "It won't happen next time… Nosotros won't make the aforementioned error next fourth dimension…"

"Boruto… Sarada…" Naruto tried to intervene.

"I'thou gonna impale him!" Boruto connected, not even hearing his male parent. "Only… just await until he decides to wake up, he is gonna pay for putting us through this! What gave him the right?"

Both Boruto and Sarada came to a stop when they felt the Hokage's hands clasping on their shoulders.

"I'g sorry," Naruto whispered, and the pain in his voice made both of them look up. The hokage'south usually bright blue eyes seemed to have taken on a dark and stormy quality as he looked at them, trying to go along information technology together. Kneeling in front of them, Naruto pulled them in a hug, as Boruto and Sarada kept crying, their mumbling becoming unintelligible through the sobs.

"Mitsuki has been saved." he whispered, drawing them closer and rubbing their heads.

Boruto'due south eyes widened, and he pulled himself a little away to expect at his dad. "He has…?"

Naruto gulped and nodded, trying to chose the right words this fourth dimension. "He has… But…"

"Only…?" Sarada asked, also pulling herself abroad a little.

"Sakura-chan said that they did everything they could, but… Mitsuki cruel into a deep coma… And due to the severity of his wounds, it is unknown when he will wake up…" He paused for a moment, then sighed. "They… they don't even know if he will wake up…"

He felt his son stiffen.

"No… no…" Boruto pushed confronting Naruto with all his might, and the latter permit him go this fourth dimension. "You're lying! H - he… No…"

With that, Boruto and Sarada sprinted toward the doors.

Everything else was simply a mistiness, the people they passed past turning to look at them, their voices jumbling together…

They ran straight to their friend's room, in front of which many people were gathered. Noone said anything as the 2 pushed their way through the door. They wouldn't have stopped to heed anyway.

Their steps faltered as they came to the eye of the room.

Mitsuki… was sitting upright on the bed… as he heard them enter, he turned to look towards the doorway, and the dislocated look on his face turned into a total, heart-warming grinning, one that they oft see him wearing.

"Boruto… Sarada…" he mused, so softly that they couldn't exist certain if it was a trick their senses were playing on them.

As his ears finally picked another quiet, rythmic audio, Boruto fabricated the error of blinking. He heard Sarada gasp abreast him.

His friend was lying on the bed, and if he didn't know exactly that this was his room, he might accept had trouble recognizing him. There were even more bandages, and then much so that if Mitsuki was awake, Boruto would take teased him about turning into a mummy. He was also connected to so many machines that the blond couldn't help simply think… that the machines did the basic task of surviving for his best friend. And survival… was one matter Konohamaru platoon never failed before.

Sarada brought both her hands to her mouth at the broken sight of her friend as she started reliving the horrors of a few minutes ago. "No…" she whimpered before her legs gave way, and she crumpled to the floor, sobbing hardly as she brought her arms to hug herself, her head hanging low.

Boruto slowly took a couple of steps towards the bed, his eyes huge as he practically drank in Mitsuki'due south unmoving form, hearing the dull echo of the proof that the younger boy's center was doing its proper job.

He stopped, now he was right beside the bed.

Surely Mitsuki would hear him? And if he heard him, surely he would reply, too?

He raised his arms slowly, grabbed his friend's arm every bit gently every bit he could, and gave him a slight milk shake.

"H… hey… Mitsuki…" he heard his vox. Or, at least, he assumed information technology was his voice, though information technology didn't sound like him at all. "Come up on… Stop joking…" he whispered in the aforementioned stranger tone, and a shaky, bitter smile fabricated its way to his face up. His friend would respond in a way… right? "Yous… you got us… Come on…" His voice bankrupt every bit a sob shook his frame. "Open your eyes…" he mused, almost pleadingly. "I… I p-promise I won't be mad…"

Just for once…

"Mitsuki…?" he said weakly, hanging on the concluding threads of hope.

At that place was no response. Just Sarada's soft crying and the steady beeping reached his ears as he connected to gaze at the bluish-haired boy's unmoving grade, his closed optics…

Boruto fell on his knees by the bed, holding onto Mitsuki'south hand every bit if for honey life as he started crying his middle out…

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Naruto had barely defenseless up to his son, Boruto could indeed act very quick when he put his listen to information technology. He came to a staggering terminate when he reached the glass panel, watching as his son and Sarada completely bankrupt downward by the kid who loved them so much, the child who had been a happy, normal child just a couple of days ago…

He put his left arm on the glass, leaning a bit over it and putting his forehead on it every bit he brought his right hand to his mouth. "Oh god…" he whispered, broken…

It was not easy… Only he had to remember that he had another task. He peeled his eyes away from the room and turned back, advisedly avoiding everyone'southward gaze but Kakashi's.

"I'1000 going to the office to oversee the interrogations," he declared and felt all eyes turning to him. He knew he wasn't going to be able to residuum, non until he at least made certain that those scoundrels who did this to Mitsuki were adequately punished.

Kakashi nodded, without looking away from the room. "I'1000 coming with you."

The others merely remained silent. Naruto met his wife's eyes for a 2d and saw his whole existence reflecting in those pain-filled eyes…

There was no demand for words. Hinata just knew that he wouldn't exist back until justice was served.

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Just as they walked out of the building, the blond immediately spotted a tall, black haired man waiting for them. Orochimaru straightened from where he was leaning against the wall, gazing at them with a cold, clamorous fury.

"I'm coming with you lot, too."

That made both of the men hesitate for a second. "That… might not be the best idea…" Naruto finally said, regarding the man warily.

"Are you fucking kidding me? That is MY son those low-lifes very nearly killed, I am the one who should exist handling them!"

"We don't need human-slaughter now. We need answers…"

"So I propose you lot better be quick with them. Konoha already tested my patience to the limit. I clinch you that you will not exist spared more of it."

The hokage just looked at him for a minute, trying to negotiate his way effectually this. "You will not lay a hand on the prisoners."

"Equally long as they have reason to breathe."

"Not at whatever time. They volition receive the punishment they deserve past law, non by the paw of an individual."

"Don't. push. my. limits." the sannin said, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"These are our terms." Kakashi cut in. "You are in Konoha under a different identity, and we won't allow you to blow it and thrust the hamlet in anarchy."

"That wouldn't fifty-fifty exist shut to what you deserve." the older man spat. "Simply I'thou not gonna stand here and waste product whatever more fourth dimension. Your terms apply - for now."

Naruto gulped inconspiciously and nodded, leading the manner equally their haste erased the necessity of talk betwixt them.

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His deportment weren't conscious. He was just treading down the same road he used every day, a reknown route to him already, something his mind automatically tracked.

"Naruto…?" he heard Kurama calling for him inside his head, but he tuned him out for at present.

His rage, his unquenchable acrimony kept his stride brisk and unfaltering.

Images… the kid's vocalism… They kept replaying in his head…

'But lord 7th… I consider you family, also…'

The i terminal smile Mitsuki gave to him before he walked out…

'Let me protect my family…'

The time they found him, covered in blood, fighting to stay live…

'Thank you lot… for everything you did…'

Boruto and Sarada, screaming for the child to come back…

Naruto burst through the doors of the role building, and one time again allow his mind took control as he stormed to the interrogation rooms.

He vaguely registered Shikamaru's face.

"We were waiting for… Naruto??" the human being exclaimed in shock, seeing the expression on his face.

He was soon followed past a blackness haired man, that Shikamaru was almost sure he didn't know at all, and Kakashi. It was clear that the Hokage was pissed off as he nearly jumped on one of the ninjas being interrogated, grabbing him by his collar and lifting him up as he pushed him against the wall.

It was only then that Shikamaru snapped out of it and quickly worked his jutsu. "Naruto, calm down!" he shouted, though he couldn't help only wonder… what could have happened to make the hokage this aggravated? Kurama had only said that Mitsuki was attacked out of Konoha - which had been a stupor in and on itself…

"Let… me… get… Shikamaru…" Naruto said through gritted teeth. In the groundwork, although no one seemed to detect or pay attention at all, Kakashi had a hand grabbing hold of Orochimaru'south wearing apparel. Naruto never took his blue eyes off the man he was belongings. "I don't desire to take it out on you."

"You losing your head is not gonna get us answers," Shikamaru replied calmly, trying to reason with him. "Let the interrogators deal with it."

Meanwhile, Kakashi was having a hard time trying to hold dorsum Orochimaru, mainly because he himself wanted zilch only to torture those 2 bastards slowly until they beg for mercy. "Yous don't want to drop your disguise." he said in a decidedly at-home style, only for the sannin to hear.

"You don't know what I want…" hissed the sannin in a low tone also, his eyes glimmering with hate and rage. He wanted zippo more but to rip autonomously those two ninjas inside the interrogation room… simply like he had done with their leader… rip them apart… slowly and painfully until they begged and cried for mercy… Brand them bleed, merely like they had done with his son…

Kakashi's hard look took on a sad, haunting quality. "Don't worry. They are going to become what they deserve."

"Nothing… zippo you will ever practise will be what they deserve…!" Orochimaru hissed through gritted teeth and… Kakashi really felt the loneliness, the fright that was hidden deep, deep within… Something the sannin would never, e'er bear witness…

'How much did you change… Orochimaru…?' he wondered to himself.

"Allow me go, Shikamaru!" They heard Naruto once once more yell from inside the interrogation room.

"Not until you let him go and calm down!" countered Shikamaru.

"What the HELL did you lot desire from a child, you bastards?!" Naruto yelled to the man'due south face. "How could you crush a thirteen twelvemonth old to death?! What the FUCK did you want?!?" His voice ringed in the suddenly very silent room.

After a moment of silence, ane of the rogue nins actually spoke. "Did… the child… die…?" he murmured in a hushful vocalization.

Naruto turned to the source of the voice; Hiraku, with even angrier eyes. "Why practice you fifty-fifty intendance?!"

"It's not our fault that the kid attacked u.s.a. beginning! We merely defended ourselves!" said the rogue ninja that was existence hung by Naruto'due south hands. Although unlike Hiraku, at that place was no hint of sadness or regret for the nearly dead child… There was actually a smirk forming on his face up. "The child only got what he asked for…"

That was the very last harbinger. Naruto had not realized that Shikamaru dropped the shadow mimic technique, only he did when his fist connected with a satisfying thump to the face of this sorry excuse of a human being. Takeru actually lost his residuum and tumbled to the floor, but the hokage grabbed him by his collar and slammed him against the wall difficult, burn called-for in his eyes. "You bastard…" he hissed, so aroused that he was practically shaking. "I dare you to tell one more prevarication, and I swear YOU will get what yous ask for."

The smirk was still at that place. "Go ahead, kill me." he said. Getting killed would be an easier mode than having to face the wrath of the child's father, who was none other than one of the feared creatures in the planet, if non the nigh feared.

"Lord Seventh," Ibiki approached him with a serious look. "This is exactly what scum like that wants, do not lower yourself to their level."

"We… were after you."

As the second nin decided to speak once again, all their eyes turned to him. Hiraku was looking directly at the hokage.

"Excuse me?" Naruto spat, turning his attention to the other man.

"You blabbering idiot!" Takeru hissed angrily, his smirk replaced past a look of disgust.

Hiraku paid no attention to him as he continued to adress Naruto. "Our purpose was to stage an assassination attempt."

"Why? Why didn't you seek me out of the village then?" Naruto'due south voice rose every bit he stepped towards Hiraku.

"Takeru is telling the truth. When we were close to the border… That child stopped us."

"Tch… that little brat ruined our plans and paid the toll… that'due south how the ninja earth works, all decisions come with a cost."

Ibiki put his hand on Naruto's arm and slowly managed to let the Hokage driblet Takeru, only to take his place and grab the rogue ninja by the collar one more time. "Leave this to us."

Naruto was speechless - both from his blinding anger and… because of what he only learned. Betwixt Hiraku's edgeless sincerity and Takeru'southward disgusting remarks, he now had realized that…

What they were telling… might very well exist the truth…

He felt a lump forming in his throat… Did Mitsuki really virtually lose his life… to protect him, too as the hamlet…?

"Brand a call to the Yamanaka, we demand their assistance too." he ordered, his mere breath a burning burn down in his pharynx. "And Ibiki… You have my say-so to not hold back… at all."

The older human didn't expect at the Hokage simply nodded, accepting the orders gladly. Naruto made his mode out of the interrogation room, clearly disturbed by the recent news, something that everyone including Kakashi and Orochimaru noticed. With Naruto's get out and the door of the interrogation room endmost once over again, Kakashi permit go of the Sannin'southward clothes.

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It was an 60 minutes before more news reached them.

The office had get more crowded past the time, Kiba, Sasuke and Konohamaru arriving along with a number of other ninjas who had heard the attack, edge guards included.

Even though the function was filled with people, silence reigned supreme, some of them not even being able to look into another'due south eyes, let lonely speaking a discussion.

Naruto had indeed watched the first one-half of Hiraku's interrogation - many people, specially Shikamaru and Ibiki urged him not to interfere with Takeru's. He could hear shoutings and a lot of slamming from inside there. He honestly hoped that when he next saw him, that black haired bastard would be within an inch to his worthless life.

Hiraku, on the other hand, had been pretty cooperative, giving easy and efficient answers to the questions. The more he watched him… the more than Naruto realized that what he had seen on the man earlier… was indeed regret. He felt like scum for ever hunting the boy… For even, equally he confessed, stabbing him with his ain sword… He was honest…

But that wasn't enough.

There were still missing pieces of the puzzle, to which the blond man agreed himself, telling them that because of his… weakness, equally per say… he was sometimes kept in shadows by his squad members. At this betoken, Naruto ordered the attention Yamanaka, a young man who was recently made jounin, Ryu, to move on to Takeru.

It was and so that those who were at the hospital arrived, and information technology took the joint strength of 3 ninjas to end an agitated Konohamaru from storming into the rooms. He had caught a glimpse of Takeru, though, who in turn… had merely smirked and looked away. The brunette had and so broken hold of those who were holding him, rushed into the room, and punched the smirk out of his face.

"I'm going to kill you bastards!" he had yelled before Ibiki himself and another bulky jounin threw themselves on him. "You are going to pay dearly for what yous did!"

Takeru had wiped the blood trailing down from his mouth, not fifty-fifty fazed a little. "Sheesh, if yous were gonna get so wired about this, why didn't anyone come and help the child? It wasn't like we were keeping information technology down…"

"I swear, go along this attitude and I'll chop you lot to pieces and feed all the remains to the dogs!" Ibiki had snarled, already having enough of this man.

"Wait, what is that supposed to hateful?!" Naruto had cut in. "What are y'all non telling us?! Nosotros didn't hear anything!"

"Nosotros didn't move all night," the human said with malicious glee. "You lot practically left that kid to die."

It had been difficult, only finally they managed to become Konohamaru out of at that place. After giving strict orders to Ryu to get every footling piece of information from that… man… The hokage had dragged himself upstairs, also.

A knock on his door brought him out of his thoughts. The door opened to reveal the Yamanaka, who bowed when he entered the room.

"Lord Hokage…" he said, raising his head to meet his eyes. The distressing, haunting look etched in them fabricated Naruto do a double have.

"What did you find out?" he asked in a low voice, trying to control his emotions.

"Ex-excuse me for this, but… I would like a moment before I start?"

Words stuck in his throat, all the blond could do was nod. After a couple of minutes and a drinking glass of h2o, Ryu slowly raised his caput again.

"Forgive me, my lord… Just what I witnessed…"

"Tell me everything, all the smallest details."

"That child… I never saw another kid like him." the man sighed before closing his eyes and putting two fingers on the bridge of his nose. "Those ninjas spotted him side by side to the river merely didn't attack immediately… They, uh… waited… for his reaction."

"Reaction? To what?" Naruto demanded, eyebrows furrowed.

Ryu just gazed at him, his expression sadder. "They goaded him - talked about how they were planning to kill you and ravage the village - until Mitsuki took the first move. And then they stroke back… That Takeru… he was the first to notice they were fighting a child… Him and Goro - their leader - they decided to keep on the set on… Thousand-kill the child there, so he wouldn't rush back to the village and ruin their programme…"

"God dammit!" Naruto was on his feet again, started pacing back and forth. "Why… why would he do that?! He had to know he couldn't win such a battle!"

Ryu had no answer for that, but after a cursory hesitation, the boy'due south sensei spoke up.

"Because that's Mitsuki… He e'er cared for and protected those around him, that kid…" his shaky phonation trailed off, and so he looked at the Yamanaka. "And he probably didn't know the ninjas' elements?"

Ryu nodded, a lump in his throat. "They toyed with him… Simply using air and fire elements at starting time… Takeru and Goro attacked while the crimson haired human being - Hideyoshi - kept shooting arrows in his management - a sensory blazon by what I gathered. He and Hiraku, they… tried to assistance Mitsuki when they saw he was only a child, but Hideyoshi was incapacitated, and Hiraku didn't come in until the concluding 2nd… Goro used his assail - that lightning based assault he chosen the lightning bract - after Mitsuki took Takeru downward…"

"He did?" Those who were listening were impressed, despite themselves.

"Yes… Actually he took both Hideyoshi and Takeru out, he fought good… But…" he trailed off again, his voice dropping down to a whisper. "They taunted him mercilessly about how he was alone, how noone was there for him… And topped with a technique he couldn't beat…"

"Await, go back," Naruto said, pinching his olfactory organ, trying to keep his phonation level. "That bastard hinted at it, too… Why didn't we hear the kid?"

"Lord 7th…" Ryu said, and sighed again. "At that place is this 1 key element here. Goro and Hiraku were powerful Kumo ninjas, truthful, just… they weren't the masterminds. Takeru, Hideyoshi and that woman… They were all from the Audio village, and they wanted to make a statement on behalf of their village against the peace treaty."

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On the next chapter…

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"You lot asked why y'all couldn't hear the child. She was the reason."

"Because if I can trust anyone to keep them under command and keep this child condom… that would be y'all."

"Thanks to you and your wretched hamlet, Mitsuki might as well forever stay in Konoha!"

"What else were we supposed to practice?! We all decided on this! Are you deaf - Orochimaru is coming for our heads!"

"This is my fight."

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