Bab 39: Chapter 38: This council must be
Naruto stood atop the Hokage monument, firmly holding a scroll in his right hand. Jiraiya had given it to him. He said he had found it in Sarutobi's office safe after cracking the code.
The contents still drifted through his thoughts.
'This scroll is meant for the eyes of Uzumaki Naruto.
By order of the Yondaime Hokage of Konohagakure no Sato
Naruto…if you are reading this, then I am no doubt already long dead from sealing the Bijuu, Kyuubi no Kitsune, into you.
I have asked Sarutobi to decree that you are to be named Konoha's hero…but…I am not naïve. They will not respect my wishes.
-A blotch of ink obscures the next lines.-
I had hoped to leave you a legacy, sadly however my home, along with every technique I had ever invented and written in my scrolls, including the one thing I'd hoped to teach you, Hiraishin, have been destroyed by the beast we now-
-Another blotch-
All I can leave you is my love. And I regret knowing that will not be enough.
I do not have much time, so I must make this quick, your mother died giving birth to-
-The words are illegible-
–me yourself, it is not your fault. And know that no matter what your choices are my son…you have our full support.
With love, Namikaze Minato, the Yondaime Hokage of Konoha.
As the words in the scrolls ran through his mind a part of him felt…betrayed?
He felt betrayed by Sarutobi.
He had never asked who his parents were, it never really concerned him. It didn't matter.
But…the Hokage had kept this from him?
Why had he done it? Why had he kept it from him? Was it because he didn't think he was ready? Because he did not want him to know his heritage?
The Hokage would not do this out of simple malice, Naruto knew him well enough to know that much. He had a reason.
But still, his reason eluded him.
He shook his head to clear his foolish thoughts. He wouldn't get a reason now. So it was best to simply, set this aside and think of the best way to fulfill Sarutobi's last order.
Create a world of peace where people can be happy.
An impossible task in this world of shadows and death. War loomed over every country every minute of every day. All it would really take, was for any ninja nation to capture a forein ninja on their terrain and they could easily declare war. Or if not, just declare war outright to test the strength of their village.
So how was he to do this?
There was a very simple answer, one that came to him easily.
It was viable...dangerous...but viable; just as all things in the ninja world were.
But still, some…arrangements would need to be made.
With that thought in mind Naruto pocketed his scroll, turned and left.
He had plans to make.
Meanwhile, back in a certain ramen stand, Jiraiya sat, noisily slurping his noodles. His large form standing out among the crowd that walked through Konoha's streets. The village civilians were abuzz with the apparent revival of the Kyuubi Jinchuuriki.
As he set his bowl down he hit his chest a few times and stifled a few burps before standing on his stool. "How much do I owe ya old man?"
Techui looked from behind the counter. "That'll be twenty ryo Jiraiya-sama.
The Toad sannin took out his wallet and put a decent size clump of money on the table. "Keep the change!" He called as he exited the stall.
Stepping outside he looked up to the sky. "So you gonna join me?"
He didn't even have to look behind him as Kakashi closed his book with an audible snap and walked up next to the taller man.
Jiraiya spoke. "You know the council may try something against him soon."
Kakashi nodded. "Yes…" He drawled slowly. "What are you getting at."
Jiraiya paused, weighing his words. "Should…should they try something, I am going to take Naruto out of here myself." He turned to Kakashi. "Are you willing to help me?"
Kakashi scratched his chin before shrugging and nodding. "Yeah…and I think I might know a few others that would help too."
Jiraiya nodded. "Good, find them and make sure they can be trusted. And then should something happen, gather them." He smiled "I'll toss in…this for good measure.
He pulled out a golden Icha Icha book. Broad letters going across the cover. "Book #1 limited edition extended version"
Kakashi gasped and his eyes watered comically glistening with tears. "The rare limited, gold edition of Icha Icha tactics, volume one."
"Mint condition." Jiraiya added with a wicked smirk. Ohh yeah, Kakashi was practically his. He would take on the whole Anbu division by himself if this book was on the line.
Kakashi snapped out of it and cleared his throat. 'Whatever you need me to do, consider it done."
Jiraiya nodded and tossed him the book. "Get your friends. Then keep them and yourself on alert.'
Kakashi nodded and vanished in a cloud of smoke.
Jiraiya sighed and looked to the sky again. "Minato…you would be ashamed of us all…"
Meanwhile in the Hyuuga compound, a certain branch member sat before his fathers grave in contemplative silence.
He had come here, since that day, about three days ago when he had overheard the conversation between Hinata, Hanabi and his uncle.
A part of him, a large part wanted nothing more than to curse Hinata and Hanabi to the same hell that was this slavery of being a branch member.
But another part of him, one he had buried beneath bitterness and hate protested, almost painfully at those thoughts.
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