บท 3: A short bout.
Kyoto felt like he had to run. Fast and far, The urge to activate the Fourth Raikage's lightning steps was already overflowing.
But he had read the extra files.
There was one man he could certainly not run from. Scrap that.
He could run from Minato Namikaze, but he could never hide.
The Flying Raijin.
Kyoto gave his best look and waved.
"Hello, Hokage, sir."
His voice was slippery.
Minato looked forwards with an irritated look.
"What is your name, Uchiha."
Kyoto cleared his throat.
"Kyoto, my good sir."
Why the sucking-up, one might ask?
Well, Kyoto had just planned this for anyone on the list.
Minato swung a kunai around. A playful activity that could turn into a death sentence in a blink.
"Well. Kyoto. Why did you take out one of my men last night?"
Kyoto almost choked on his words.
"Ahem."
"I was afraid your man was tailing me and my good friend Gintaron, sir. Necessary measures had to be carried out."
Minato chuckled.
"You can either tell me this is a joke right now or receive your appropriate punishment?"
Kyoto's face went blank.
Punishment?
Kyoto voiced his dislike of Konoha from the get-go.
"If I truly deserve a punishment, you're gonna have to make me earn it."
Minato looked on amused.
"I think you've earnt this punishment a while back."
Kyoto felt a thrill rising within him.
He had never got to fight a strong person in the past. They were either too weak or too strong. Or dead.
Maybe he could fight a leveled opponent right now?
Were he and the yellow flash that far apart?
Probably not.
Kyoto's thoughts livened down as he let out his proposition. His emotions getting the better of him.
"Wait."
"I have a proposal."
Minato tilted his head.
"Go on."
Kyoto did some basic arm stretches.
"I suggest a duel. If I win..."
"You teach me the flying Raijin and I receive 0 punishment.
"If I lose..."
"I'll do whatever you want."
Kyoto had forgotten all about the sheet of paper.
Minato laughed heartily.
"Sure. We can fight right there."
There was a small closing.
Kyoto wanted to follow Minato who was basically skipping over but felt something was off.
It was like he had suddenly lost his legs without realizing it.
"Oh."
Kyoto realized that the search singles that he was sending through chakra waves were being blocked off. Nullified.
It was then that Kyoto noticed a huge lump of chakra. Right next to him.
"No- it can't be."
The deafening monstrosity of chakra was right before him. In human form.
"Too late to turn back now."
Minato chuckled to himself. He was having fun for the first time in a real while.
Kyoto then remembered what the sheet said.
'Damn it. Something about 9-tails chakra. So in other words, he has way more chakra than me. So he beats me in stamina by far.'
Kyoto cursed.
But the thrill within him kept him pumped and ready.
Gintaron watched warily as Kyoto entered the enclosing.
Surrounding the two was a sea of bushes. They stood on a sanded part of the ground. The arena was the size of a small child's park.
Minato eyed Kyoto carefully.
"When do we start?"
Kyoto tightened his man-bun. A mangekyou sharingan forming in his left eye. Using the mangekyou in his right eye would be overkill.
His confidence had taken him by storm. The moment had him on its puppet strings subtly.
Minato shrugged unbothered.
"Whenever you want. Just attack me freely."
Kyoto smiled ravenously.
"Sure."
"Don't regret that."
Kyoto didn't know why. But his whole figure was alight with the flames of adrenaline.
And that was why-. He went a little crazy.
Shutting his left eye firmly, he poured a dangerous level of chakra in. He felt a small line of blood draw down his left eye before his mouth shook cautiously.
"Dosojin."
His eye opened, and the sound of the sharingan emerged like a weeping dragon.
And soon, a black light devoured the entire enclosing in one sweep.
The wall of bushes and the ground on the floor instantly cracked to the level of dust before breaking down even further against the laws of the natural world.
Lost in the moment, Kyoto could not hear the sound of a cloak flapping above him. The energetic peum of the rasengan came right after. Kyoto could see the outline of a shadow on the ground. He activated his lightning-step in the last-moment but at that point it was already too late.
Bang.
Kyoto woke up in a wild manner.
He was greeted by a clean hospital and a ceiling he was unfamiliar with.
His hand stretched out.
"What the?"
His voice felt ostracized and isolated.
Had he fallen asleep?
Kyoto ran his hands along his body.
"Ah."
On his back, a huge bruise had emerged.
He had been attacked from above.
How?
Kyoto just assumed that the Fourth Hokage of Konoha was a blitzing man.
Kyoto sighed.
He assumed he had a fighting chance. Since he was an unknown entity here, he should've been able to get a surprise attack off.
Would the fourth have been decimated into dust? Probably not.
Dosojin worked less effectively depending on how much chakra the opponent had. This did mean that Kyoto could probably destroy an entire-mountain range as he had done before but there were singular beings that Kyoto couldn't even erase a hair of. No matter how much chakra he poured into his Dosojin.
Kyoto soon received a lukewarm bowl of soup. It had lamb and the contents were murky. The nurse left without a word.
"Itadakimasu."
Kyoto clapped his hands together softly.
As he dug into his food, Minato Uzumaki entered the room.
"Guh."
Half-choking on a chewy piece of lamb, Kyoto fixed up his appearance before meeting his eyes with Minato.
He was still in Hokage attire.
Minato gave a short wave and a flashy smile.
"I hope you've recovered well."
Kyoto nodded gloomily.
"Yeah. I guess now I fulfilled my end of the deal. Eh?"
Minato smiled deviously.
"You could say that, Kyoto Uchiha."
"I asked the Uchiha Clan if they know of you, and they bear no knowledge."
Kyoto's mouth dropped. Instantly preparing a backup he found it futile.
"But I got some of your DNA and you are certainly an Uchiha. So now I will give you a choice."
Kyoto nodded hesitantly.
"You can either become a shinobi of the leaf, or you can become an agent of the leaf. I don't really mind the leaf is already powerful enough. You are overkill."
Kyoto nibbled on some lamb before gulping down some water.
"Make me independent and you've got yourself a shinobi."
The two met eyes again.
Minato struggled.
He had ranked the man before him at high-Jonin due to sheer destructive ability although he knew little of the ability. The man was also an Uchiha which was always a bonus, especially if they were unconnected to the Konoha political dispute.
But most Jonins had teams under them.
"Under one condition."
Kyoto's eyebrows raised abruptly.
"Even though the third great ninja war ended, tensions are still tenacious. I want you to eliminate a group of Rock Jonin that have been hiding in the land of fire. And you'll only have no more than a week to complete the mission."
"And you're doing this mission with company. Whether you like it or not."
Kyoto sighed.
"Sure thing, boss."
"Sure thing."
The door shut.
It opened right after to Kyoto's surprise.
Minato's head swung around the door.
"Don't think too hard about the loss, kid."
Kyoto laughed dryly.
"Of course."
The door shut once more.
Kyoto muttered to himself bitterly.
"I wasn't thinking about it that hard."
Kyoto rolled his shoulders back calmly.
"But still that's the man who's going to die fighting the Kyuubi? He's too-."
Kyoto fell to the cold grip of sleep. As if he had been hit by a big steel hammer. A bad habit of his.
When Kyoto woke up, he found a clean set of shinobi uniform prepared for him.
It was essentially just a black tracksuit and a green padded vest. A headband hid under the two. Kyoto wore it around his neck, as he had seen people do in the future. Maybe he could start the trend this time?
"Fits well enough."
Kyoto left the room, a note told him to head to the swings.
Although he didn't know where said swings were, Kyoto used this time to enjoy Konoha.
Children leaped and galloped. Adults smiled and bantered. Elderly people strolled and gazed peacefully.
It was all Konoha.
And all of it was going to be destroyed.
Or so the Village Elders said.
Kyoto didn't mind if Konoha was destroyed, after all, no one would die due to Nagato. And along with that, it looked a lot better in the future possibly due to the destruction.
"Hey, Uchiha."
Kyoto who was blanking out was brought back to reality.
He looked to his left where the rowdy noise had emerged from.
He saw several like-looking people.
Or in other words, Uchiha.
"I haven't seen you around these parts."
A boy accompanied by another boy strolled over to Kyoto arrogantly.
They both wore black robes and had boyish faces, at least compared to Kyoto.
Kyoto looked at them with traces of dreadfulness.
"What about it."
"Who are you? Are you even an Uchi-."
The sound of a weeping dragon.
"Hey, let's get some ice cream."
"Yeah. Ice cream."
Kyoto sighed.
'That was my weakest genjutsu too.'
'I shouldn't do that again. Using genjutsu to escape problems is a problem on its own.'
It would seem that the real Uchihas were weaker than the 'fake.'
Kyoto felt like commenting to himself.
"I'm only a half anyways."
And so Kyoto waited by a bench, he had no money.
Just a lifeless look.
His journey had been planned.
Now, he just needed execution.
Kyoto stood himself up.
"Guess I gotta go to the swing."
And so he strolled slightly faster.
Life was pretty tame in reality.
For now, at least.
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