(500 Powerstones For Bonus Chapter)
Yukio reached the house quickly and put on some clothes, which were luckily dry in case somebody else came in unannounced. It was not funny, at least for him.
'So, let's talk about the elephant in the room,' Yukio looked around for some reason, 'Okay, no elephant. I don't know why I was expecting an elephant.' Yukio walked to a mirror and looked at his reflection.
"So, I am Yukio, huh," Yukio said out loud, expecting someone to refute or agree with him, but no reply came.
'Hmm, maybe I should maximize the security in my room first; then self-reflection would be better.' Yukio summoned his brush and quickly started drawing some seals on the floor, which interacted with the ones already present.
'Now, nobody should be able to hear it. Just in case, I'll only say obvious things out loud.'
"It would be much better to say that I always was Yukio." Yukio stretched his cheeks—his face cheeks—while looking in the mirror.
"So, was that a dream?" 'Was everything a lie? Or am I living in a lie currently?' Yukio took a deep breath. "Does it really matter?" 'Yes. No.'
"Oof, let's first go by my priorities then." 'What is the single most important thing in my life? To have fun. Okay, what about the second most important thing? To not have any regrets later for not doing a certain thing. Okay, cool. What is the third most important thing? I want to make a ___. Right, this is not possible in this world, at least not with the current technology. How annoying.'
"Well, chakra seems fun too," he said while stretching his palm out. Blue chakra materialized near his palm. From a very small size, it became fist-sized, the chakra rotating at a very fast speed in the form of a sphere.
"Ice Pop-Inspired Nimbus Jiraiya Twin Whorl Sphere, huh," Yukio said and started laughing, or more like giggling, which turned into full-blown maniacal laughter.
"If this is supposed to be a lie, then why does it hurt?" He questioned himself while looking at the mirror, where a green-haired teenager could be seen with tears flowing from his eyes.
The tears turned into a sobbing mess, the blue ball of chakra already dispersed long ago. "Why does it hurt?"
Yukio hit his fist against the ground while sobbing for the next few minutes.
After that, he calmed down. "Okay, that feels good, but my face is all sticky now." He sighed and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
After doing that, he stood in front of the mirror again. "It's okay. I'll find the solution." 'After all, resurrection is just another problem for me to solve. Plus, it's not like it's hard; I already know some methods, like Edo Tensei. I don't know the difficulty of improving it, such as from Impure Reincarnation to Pure Reincarnation.' He giggled at his own joke.
'Anyway, even if I'm unable to find a way for that, I could always go and take the Rinnegan. He should be in Amegakure if I'm not wrong.' He did a double take at his own thought and deadpanned at the reflection in the mirror.
"Hmm, maybe I should first try to have my combat prowess reach S-rank. Reaching his level seems too hard. It would probably take me a decade to reach his level." 'The plot starts in 11 years, as Naruto is only a year old. Speaking of him, Kakashi did say that he was already outgrowing his clothes. I think Miyuki said she was going to buy and embed some protection seals on the clothes. I hope she doesn't forget that.'
His musings were interrupted by a knock on the door. "Coming," he said out loud but then realized that his voice couldn't be heard due to the holy amount of seals he had put inside his house.
He opened the door and saw a familiar face.
"Oh, Kakashi! Long time no see, come in."
"I just came to your house less than two hours ago, and we just met in the forest. Anyway, I'm not going to enter your house. Did you increase the number of seals again?"
"Hehe, as they say, you can never be too careful."
"Anyway, are you coming to the... ceremony? We're already late—not that it matters."
"Do I really need to? To be honest, I don't really want to go. Plus, I don't have any black clothes."
"It's fine. Nobody's going to say a thing even if you don't wear black clothes. Just use a transformation technique."
"Fine."
Yukio and Kakashi headed towards the cemetery. They both pretended that nothing had happened in the morning.
"So, how is Anbu's life treating you?" Yukio asked.
"It's fine; most of the time, it's babysitting duty only."
"Pfft, suits you somehow."
"Why does it suit me?" Kakashi asked, puzzled.
"Your whole persona is of a dog, right? With your sense of smell and, you know, your summons. So you're like a guard dog in this case."
A vein popped on Kakashi's head. "Yeah, maybe that's true," he said.
"Hey, I was just kidding, no need to take it personally."
"Hmph, I don't care whatever you say."
"Now, now, that would suit Miyuki, not you."
"What will suit me?" A voice came from behind, startling the duo.
Yukio, without looking back, said, "The Tsundere act."
Yukio had chakra built under the soles of his feet, ready to bolt if she was still angry.
"Oh, was Kakashi acting Tsundere?" Miyuki came beside Yukio, and the trio started walking.
"Yeah, I joked about him being a guard dog. He got angry but is acting Tsundere, pretending he doesn't care about my words."
"He's lying."
"Ara~ Ara~, I can't tell who's lying here."
They reached the cemetery, and Yukio transformed his clothes into black. He quickly paid his respects and came out of the cemetery, not wanting to get into a negative spiral of thoughts again. He waited for the other two, and the trio left the cemetery.
The other two didn't need to be told that Kakashi's mood was at its lowest; he had a habit of self-blaming.
"How about we have some barbeque? Choja-Ossan told me about a perfect place for it."
"Fine."
"Sounds good."
They reached the barbeque place in silence. Miyuki did try to lighten up Kakashi's mood by making some jokes, but the jokes were so lame that they weren't worth mentioning.
They ordered food and started to grill the meat.
"So, what are your future plans, guys?" Miyuki asked.
Yukio put a silencing seal on the table, making the other two roll their eyes.
"I don't think anybody would be interested in knowing our goals, you know," Kakashi said.
"You guys are too lenient. Information is power, even if you think this information is pointless... Hmm, be honest, you guys throw your trash in a trash bin, right?" Yukio asked.
"We are supposed to throw garbage in a trash bin, right?" Miyuki asked, unsure. She was an orphan, but this was common sense in her opinion.
"What do you do with your trash?" Kakashi asked.
"Duh, I pulverize it, then dump the ashes in the forest in separate locations with the help of shadow clones at different times, also with stealth," Yukio said, as if he were talking about the weather.
It prompted the others to look at him in shock.
"You do what?"
"This is clearly harming the environment," Miyuki said.
"Huh?"
The boys looked at her weirdly.
"Hmm, you're not the one to talk; you were cutting trees like there's no tomorrow. Talk about deforestation," Yukio blatantly said.
"I—That—" Miyuki didn't have a comeback for that.
"Anyway, the important thing here is, why do you do that? What type of things are you even throwing in your trash for you to take such measures?" Kakashi suspiciously asked.
"That's a secret, but you guys should do something similar. It's better than being psychoanalyzed by someone checking your trash."
"I don't think anybody could do that," Kakashi said.
"Heck, I can do it. I even tried it on Asuma; I checked his trash for 30 days straight one time."
"You did what?"
"How did you not get found?" Miyuki asked.
"That's not important. What's important is what I found. Here is the psychoanalysis of Asuma. Hmm, let's see, where did I keep it... Ah, here it is," Yukio said while tweaking his bracers.
"I wrote it in a detailed manner when I had too much free time. Here," he handed two pages to both of them. They didn't ask him why he had two copies of it. They were scared to find out the answer.
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**Yukio's Psychoanalysis Report on Asuma (Age 15)**
**Duration:** 30 Days of Trash Surveillance
**Method:** In-depth trash inspection using advanced stealth and shadow clone tactics. Analyzed all discarded items, from half-eaten snacks to suspicious paper scraps.
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### **Day 1-10: The Cigarette Conundrum**
- **Observation:** Asuma smokes a lot. Like, a *lot*. Nearly every piece of trash had some connection to cigarettes—empty boxes, used filters, and crumpled receipts for cigarette purchases.
- **Conclusion:** Asuma's obsession with cigarettes at 15 is not just a habit; it's a full-blown identity crisis. He's compensating for something—maybe the stress of teen ninja life or the pressure of being a sensei's son. Either way, this boy is puffing away his adolescence.
### **Day 11-15: Snack Attack**
- **Observation:** Discarded wrappers from potato chips, pocky sticks, and other snacks show that Asuma has a serious junk food addiction. Some of the wrappers were stuffed with bits of cigarette butts, almost like he was combining the two.
- **Conclusion:** Asuma is battling a constant struggle between his inner glutton and his desire to maintain a cool, aloof image. The combination of cigarettes and snacks suggests that he might be developing a secret eating habit when no one's watching. It's likely a coping mechanism, but it's also possible he's practicing to be a master of multitasking. I wouldn't be surprised if he's eating ramen with one hand and lighting up with the other.
### **Day 16-20: The Secret Shopper**
- **Observation:** Found several crumpled receipts and torn pieces of what looked like shopping lists. Most of these were for items like "Hair Gel," "Cool Shades," "More Chips," and "Special Perfume."
- **Conclusion:** Asuma is clearly putting effort into his appearance, despite the whole "I'm too cool to care" vibe. The receipts indicate a teenage boy who's trying to balance being laid-back with looking effortlessly stylish. The perfume purchase? That's not for him—he's clearly trying to impress someone special. My guess: Kurenai. He's got it bad, but he's trying to be subtle about it. Unfortunately, nothing says "I'm trying too hard" like a whiff of cheap cologne.
### **Day 21-25: The Occasional Deep Thought**
- **Observation:** Found a few discarded notes with random philosophical musings, doodles, and even a haiku about clouds. One note stood out—it was a half-torn letter with "Dear Kurenai" written at the top but never completed.
- **Conclusion:** Asuma has a surprisingly reflective side, and he's definitely crushing on Kurenai. The torn letter shows he's struggling to express his feelings—classic teenage dilemma. He's deep, in a way that only a 15-year-old chain-smoking, junk-food-loving shinobi can be. He probably writes these during his downtime when no one's around, maybe while lying on the grass, staring at the sky, pondering the meaning of life, love, and how to make his hair look even cooler.
### **Day 26-30: The Hair Scare**
- **Observation:** Discovered an unusual amount of hair in his trash—like, more than you'd expect for a regular teenager. Also, traces of what looks like homemade hair gel recipes gone wrong. Another interesting find: a flower, slightly wilted, tossed out like he'd changed his mind at the last second.
- **Conclusion:** Asuma might be experimenting with different looks, possibly even trying to match the rugged vibe he thinks Kakashi has. The hair experiments suggest he's on a quest to find his signature style, but he's not quite there yet. The failed gel recipes and discarded flower point to some desperate attempts to impress Kurenai. He's clearly into her but is second-guessing himself at every turn.
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**Final Analysis:**
Asuma is a complex mix of teenage angst, a quest for identity, and a surprisingly romantic side. His trash tells the story of a boy trying to reconcile his desire to be seen as effortlessly cool while dealing with the typical challenges of being a 15-year-old ninja with a secret crush. He's hiding his insecurities behind a cloud of smoke and a mountain of snacks, and he's fumbling through his feelings for Kurenai like any love-struck teenager.
**Recommendation:**
- Consider a covert intervention disguised as a "cool guy" hangout.
- Introduce him to healthier snacks before he becomes the Hokage of Junk Food.
- Encourage him to finish that letter or give Kurenai that flower—before it ends up in the trash again.
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(500 Powerstones For Bonus Chapter
Kakashi and Miyuki opened the report Yukio had made. They shivered as they read it. The information wasn't particularly important—just trivial stuff that anyone could deduce by simply observing Asuma—but the amount of stalker-like behaviour detailed in it was unsettling.
"Hmm, I think burning my trash is a good idea," Kakashi muttered weakly.
"I agree," Miyuki said, glancing at Kakashi, who just shook his head. Neither of them wanted to expend the effort to explain what was wrong with this, as everything was wrong with it.
"Right?" Yukio said, oblivious to the internal turmoil of the other two, as he took a bite of meat.
"Anyway, we were talking about goals, right? What's your goal, Kakashi?" Miyuki quickly changed the topic to preserve everyone's—no, her and Kakashi's—sanity.
"Well, I'll just train. Maybe try to reach A-rank before I turn 18?"
"So, less than three years. I think it should be possible. You've been a Jounin for three years already. I wouldn't be surprised if you reach it in less than a year," Yukio commented.
"I'll be trying to push my Lightning Style to the next level. Probably gonna work on surpassing my current stage of Nature Transformation or improving my Yin-Yang Enhancements," Miyuki added.
"Hmm, after crumpling the leaf, you can try to light a bulb without making it explode. Focus on conducting lightning through a rock or practice chakra control exercises with lightning chakra, but you've already done that to a great extent, right?" Kakashi asked.
"Yeah."
"Well, my Lightning Style System is similar. After that, I focused on creating a jutsu—Chidori, as you already know. I think you should try to learn it. It's not usually usable without a Sharingan, but you're a sensor—a good one, in fact—so it should be fine," Kakashi offered.
"Yeah, I was thinking about doing that. It would also help me advance my spatial awareness. I'd easily reach the top of B-rank with just that."
"Yup, plus it would help you in future battles against A and S-ranks since you can't predict every movement. Most of them have some method to compensate for their lack of dynamic vision."
"Hmm, I guess I'll start learning it tomorrow—no, today, after this meal. Gotta start grinding."
"Yeah, if you face any problems, you can ask me. You already know the principles of Chidori. Hmm, actually, there's another exercise that can increase your control of lightning chakra to another level."
"Oh, which one?"
"Well, I haven't trained it yet, as in the last two years, I had to adapt my combat system to the Sharingan. In this exercise, you basically pass electricity through water without electrifying anything touching the water," Kakashi explained.
"Is that even possible?" Yukio asked.
"Theoretically, yes. However, the last time anybody did it was during the Warring States era."
"Hmm, that sounds challenging. I guess I'll work on this and Chidori," Miyuki decided.
"Don't waste too much time on it. I haven't seen anybody use it recently, so, be careful with that."
"Hai, hai," Miyuki said casually.
"What about you? What's your plan?" Kakashi asked Yukio, who had eaten the majority of the food while the other two were talking.
"Not much, just some goals for the next 10 years."
"Woah, that's a long time. We'll be like 25 years old by then, basically old men and women," Miyuki said. Then, she started gigging weirdly, causing the other two to look at her.
"Oh, what is your goal?" Kakashi asked ignoring the weirdness of Miyuki.
Yukio had a pondering expression. He looked around, then summoned a brush from his bracers, which had a storage seal on them and quickly created a seal.
"Hmm, that should create an optical illusion for anyone looking at this table. Are you planning to become the Hokage or something?" Miyuki joked.
"Hehe, nothing that ambitious. I'm going to reach the level of the Sage of Six Paths by the end of the next decade."
Kakashi choked on the water he was drinking, and Miyuki dropped her chopsticks.
"Woah, easy there. Is it that surprising?"
"What do you mean, 'not ambitious'? Becoming Hokage is much easier than that!"
"Are you serious?" Kakashi asked.
Yukio paused and put down his chopsticks. "I'm completely serious. It's a side goal."
"Si-Side goal?" Kakashi stammered.
"Are you planning to blow up the moon or something as your main goal?" Miyuki joked.
"Nah, my main goal is to resurrect two specific people," Yukio said.
"You're going to what?!" Miyuki yelled.
Kakashi remained silent.
"Yup. You guys probably guessed who, but I want to resurrect them, and I'm not delusional."
"You told me to move on from denial, but it seems you haven't moved on from your own denial over their deaths," Kakashi said sarcastically.
"No, I've accepted their deaths. But it doesn't mean they can't be resurrected," Yukio said.
"Yeah, are you hearing yourself? Have you really gone mad?"
"I think we're not on the same wavelength. Kakashi, how much do you know about Forbidden Jutsus?" Yukio asked instead of answering.
"Well, Forbidden Jutsus are generally S-rank or similar ones, which either have high destructive abilities, are too versatile, or are the highest extension of a concept or method, like the Flying Thunder God, which is the ultimate movement technique. There are also jutsus that are harmful to the user or are ethically not correct," Kakashi answered.
"Yes, but I'm talking about the specific jutsus you know that are classified as Forbidden Jutsus," Yukio clarified. Miyuki could tell where this conversation was heading.
Even Kakashi could guess what he was about to say.
"Hmm, Flying Thunder God, Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu, Eight Gates Release, and... Reaper Death Seal," Kakashi slowly replied.
"In the Forbidden Scroll, there's another jutsu called Edo Tensei, or Impure World Reincarnation. It was created by the Second Hokage," Yukio revealed.
"WHAT?" Kakashi had expected Yukio to say something like this, but he still couldn't believe such a jutsu existed.
"Wait, what are we waiting for, then? Let's just ask for the jutsu. No, that probably won't work. Let's just steal the scroll," Kakashi suggested, straight up mentioning treason.
"Now, now, calm down, Kakashi. It's not that simple," Miyuki said, making him sit back down.
"My bad. If such a jutsu exists, what are its side effects? The Third Hokage would have used it already," Kakashi pointed out.
"Well, from what I know, after sacrificing a living person—on the condition that we have the DNA of the dead person we want to revive and perform a ritual—we can call the dead person's soul from the Pure Land and link it to the living vessel. The body will also get encased in death and ash, transforming into the appearance of how that person died. We could either control the revived person or let them have free will. The strength of the revived person will depend on the strength of the living sacrifice and their combat power when they died," Yukio explained.
"Okay, what's the catch?"
"Well, the revived person won't be truly revived, plus we need a sacrifice," Yukio replied.
"So your plan is to improve this jutsu, right?" Kakashi asked.
"Yeah."
"How do you two know about this?"
"Hehe, we were part of the Fourth Hokage's Guard Platoon. We did some snooping around."
"Hey, you're not supposed to say that," Miyuki said.
"He was just kidding. We just saw its name in a scroll and asked Minato-sensei about it." Miyuki's poor cover-up made Kakashi's deadpan expression even more pronounced.
"Anyway, how are you going to get Edo Tensei?" Kakashi asked.
"I'll probably first try to improve my combat ability, maybe ask for it from the Hokage when I reach A-rank—hopefully soon. If that takes too long, then I'll create a stealth plan to steal the jutsu. If that doesn't work, then I'll have no choice but to..."
"But to?" Kakashi prompted.
"But to become the Hokage," Yukio said dramatically.
The deadpan expressions of the other two didn't faze Yukio. After all, he was shameless.
"Well, I guess the best way is to either become the Hokage or steal it. I don't think Old Man Third is going to give it up," Miyuki said.
"Yeah," Kakashi said absentmindedly.
"Kakashi, we're counting on you." Miyuki put a hand on Kakashi's shoulder.
"Yes, Kakashi, you can become the Hokage," Yukio added.
"Wait, what?"
With that, the other two left, leaving a contemplative Kakashi behind.
"Fine, I'll become the Hokage if that's what it takes to resurrect them," Kakashi thought, a hint of determination in his eyes. If Might Guy saw Kakashi like this, he would definitely be excited, as his rival hadn't been serious in the last three years.
"Wait, who's going to pay the bill?" Kakashi realized he had been tricked.
Unwilling
to pay the bill, Kakashi sighed, reached into his pocket, and placed the required amount on the table. He cast one last glance at the door through which Yukio and Miyuki had exited, shaking his head in mild exasperation.
As he stepped out of the restaurant, the afternoon sun bathed the village in a warm glow. Kakashi's mind was still churning, trying to process the gravity of Yukio's goals. The thought of resurrecting the dead seemed utterly impossible, yet Yukio spoke with such conviction that it was hard not to believe him.
"Reaching the level of the Sage of Six Paths... resurrecting the dead..." Kakashi muttered to himself as he walked. "He really doesn't do things halfway."
The village was bustling with activity, as usual. Children ran through the streets, ninjas of various ranks moved purposefully on their tasks, and shopkeepers hawked their goods. But Kakashi barely noticed any of it. His mind was far away, contemplating the path he might have to take if he were to help Yukio achieve his goal.
"Becoming Hokage..." he murmured, the idea taking root in his mind. It wasn't something he had ever seriously considered before. His focus had always been on his personal growth, on becoming stronger, and on protecting those he cared about. But now, with Yukio's plans in play, the stakes had changed.
Kakashi stopped by the edge of a training ground, watching as a group of younger ninja practised their taijutsu. They were fierce and determined, just as he had been at their age. He remembered the relentless drive he'd once had—the drive to become the strongest, to surpass everyone else. That drive had waned somewhat over the years, but now, it was being rekindled by something different. Something bigger.
"If becoming Hokage is what it takes..." Kakashi thought, his mind made up. "Then I'll do it. For them... and for myself."
With that resolution in mind, Kakashi headed towards the training ground where he knew Yukio and Miyuki would be waiting. It was time to start working on the next step of their plan. Whatever it took, he was ready.
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Back in the shop, the shopkeeper saw the table where the trio had just recently resided.
"Who will now remove this seal?" The shopkeeper had to later hire a seal master to remove this seal, which may or may not had a green hair.
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