Chương 18: Naruto : Uchiha : Chapter 18
"You should so do it in your spar, I bet everyone will be amazed and the look on that baka's face…"
Tsunade giggled mischievously making the boy quite confused yet a little worried seeing her strange laugh and rubbing of her palms together with a spaced out look on her face.
...
He put his palm on her forehead and the other one on his own making the girl snap out of her little day time fantasy to look at the worried eyes of her blue eyes friend.
"Your temperature seems fine…" Naruto mumbled to himself and nodded, making the girl become agitated at his innocent insinuation.
"Oi!" she said indignantly, but the boy didn't hear her and shook his head yet again in deep thought while he went over her idea.
"Anyways I can't do it in the spar…" he said making her pout cutely.
"And why not?" she asked in an irritated voice, making him sigh softly at his short tempered friend. It would be so awesome to see him burn up his opponent she mused, grinning mischievously.
She could just imagine the teacher and that Jin baka's face when he did something so awesome. Once more she felt a hand on her forehead which then moved to her cheek while she looked at a worried Naruto having a palm on his own forehead to check her temperature.
"Hmm maybe we should take you to the infirmary…" he mumbled, quite worried seeing her strange expressions making her eye twitch. She bonked his head softly, which he rubbed with much added confusion.
"Why won't you do it?" she asked, trying to change the topic and save herself any further embarrassment from the innocently oblivious blonde friend of hers.
"Sensei said we can't use any ninjutsu remember?" he asked, making her pout yet again. She was about to open her mouth to say that rules can be bent every once in a while when he continued on.
"Plus, I can hurt my sparring partner by doing that. That won't be nice…" he whispered to himself, making her pout increase with a slight puff of her cheeks. She tried to come up with a retort and opened her mouth before closing it wordlessly and in the end just kept up her pout.
"Kill-joy." she mumbled, sulking at having her awesome plan failed before it could even begin and now Naruto felt bad at making her so sad. He didn't want his only friend to be sad all because of him and poked her arm cutely to get her attention.
"But I can show you after the Academy if you want to see it so much?" he asked to make her feel a little better and instantly all her sadness lay forgotten when she grinned and nodded.
"Yeah, we'll do that. So now let's beat up our opponents and then you can spout some cool fireballs for me all evening long." she cheered happily, raising her fist up in happiness.
Naruto was confused and wondered what to do when he raised his own fist up to copy her and she blushed in embarrassment, pulling his hand down when all the eyes around them turned to their antics.
"What are you doing?" she whispered in a hushed embarrassed voice and he rubbed his neck sheepishly with a careless shrug, having no idea himself and got a soft sigh from her lips.
But she couldn't help but smile at his helpless smile and perked up seeing her sensei come back from the infirmary and taking his place back in front of the ring, to make all the whispers around cease momentarily.
"Alright now moving on to the next spar. Will…" he trailed off to see who was matched next and everyone saw his narrowing of eyes before he looked back up to the all of them with a stoic blank face.
"Sakumo Hatake and Naruto Uchiha please step into the ring." he said in a tone of finality. Naruto grew a bit nervous, hearing all the whispers and seeing all the pointed fingers with the hushed whispers of 'it's that boy' being the most prominent in them all.
"Go on and show him who's boss." Tsunade chirped up, giving him a slight push on his back while he stumbled a bit but regained his balance to look at her cheery face and all his fears lay forgotten.
He hadn't really put anything into training his taijutsu up till now, only focusing on his ninjutsu to get his Fireball Jutsu mastered so he could wear the clothes that donned his clan's symbol proudly.
The most experience he had in hand to hand combat was from what he had read in a scroll in his personal library and remembered the katas that were pictured in it. And reading didn't do much good in physical exercises, that much he knew himself.
He would have to do this one on instincts alone.
He stepped into the ring to see his silver haired opponent step in with a much too serious look on his face.
For Sakumo, he had heard of the Uchiha clan's feared reputation in combat around the whole village by several adults, and from what he had seen in the previous spar he was expecting his opponent to be just as, if not, even more lethal.
Though he saw the blonde boy in front of him take a deep breath to calm his nerves down and smiled seeing his nervousness.
"Let's have a good match." Sakumo spoke up, breaking the nervous silence between them by extending his hand for the blonde to shake as a show of some good sportsman-spirit before the match unlike the previous one.
Naruto smiled, albeit a bit nervously and clasped the offered hand in a shake when they all heard a shout from the crowd.
"Go Naruto, kick his ass." Tsunade shouted happily from the sidelines while shaking her hand to cheer him on, gaining incredulous looks from her not so minced words as well as the fact that the Senju princess herself was rooting for the village pariah proudly in front of everyone.
Naruto looked a little embarrassed at the amused smile marred on the face of his opponent.
"You have quite an interesting friend there." he said, not a all hiding the mirth laced in his voice and Naruto nodded sheepishly.
"Yeah, she's a bit impulsive…" he said, agreeing with him whole heartedly.
"Oi! I heard that." Tsunade shouted indignantly from the side lines, while Naruto rubbed his neck sheepishly at his frowning friend and nodded his head apologetically before she smiled and started rooting for him again.
"Alright now make the seal of confrontation…" the teacher finally interjected to break their antics. Both boys held the seal in front of their chest, before Sakumo dropped into his clan's classically balanced stance of being a bit offensive as well as defensive.
Naruto tried to imitate the stance he had seen in his scroll much to the confusion of all the crowd surrounding him.
"Alright, calm yourself down. Right palm open forward, straight in front of your chest to avoid any and all incoming blows from your opponent. Keep your left palm back, curled up halfway to either block the following attack and counter-attack with your right or simply counter with your left if not the case."
He recited the first paragraph in the scroll and spread his legs a bit to further his balance as per the instructions and prayed to Kami this worked out for him a little.
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Meanwhile in the balcony on the second floor's hallways in the Academy…
Two figures stood there, their elbows resting on the railing while their seasoned and veteran eyes stared at the battlefield.
"So why are we here again?" the man standing to the right with a stoic yet slightly bored expression on his face asked.
"To watch the inaugural fights of the Academy year, what else." the man by his side answered his query equally stoically and almost instantly getting a grunt of exhasparation from his partner.
"Well we haven't done this anytime in the past…" he retorted dryly, quite annoyed at wasting his time here, seeing kids fight it out.
"There's a first time for everything then." the stoic man by his side retorted making the man by his side glance at him curiously.
"You're getting old Tobirama." the slightly bored man spoke making the current reigning Hokage without an ounce of fear in his eyes at who it was that he was talking to.
"I'm not old…" Tobirama retorted, almost offended at the prospect of having his age mentioned. He wasn't old, he was merely… well past his prime, yeah that was it.
The man by his side, much to his annoyance merely chuckled a humorous laugh while shaking his head and lighting up a cigar with a small snap of his fingers to take a small puff of smoke.
"This is what old people like us do, pass their time while looking at those who would surpass us one day and take our reigns from us when our time finally comes.
To nurture ones so young with all the care we can offer, that is our duty as adults of the village…" the man spoke, his voice suddenly serious and the wizened words laced with an air of experience.
"And you call me old…" Tobirama murmured in an annoyed voice, clearly not at all happy at being called old. It was the only thing that got on his nerves, and not many had the nerve to talk to him with a straight face much less how his partner was taking to him.
The man by the Hokage's side merely pulled back his breath to inhale the smoke and let out yet another silent puff before the cigar rested expertly in between his fingers.
Both adults watched the first true fight in the rings come to an end and Tobirama scoffed.
"Typical Inuzuka clan members, easily riled up and lose their heads before the fight even begins. Stupidity runs in their genetics." he said, not at all impressed by the fight while the man standing by his side nodded in agreement.
He ran his hand through his shaggy brown hair, his coal black eyes narrowed at the boy exiting the ring on his own feet.
"Typical Uchiha, all arrogant on a style seemingly bastardized off of some other true taijutsu stance for their almighty Sharingan, only to make themselves seem original and deceptive.
How far has the great clan fallen from it's true glory…" he commented dryly, getting a grunt of agreement from Tobirama.
The brown haired man chuckled seeing Tsunade trip the Uchiha when he bumped into the blonde boy by her side on purpose to get back on him.
"She's Hashirama's granddaughter alright, part Senju part Uzumaki…" he chuckled seeing her stick her tongue out at the seething Uchiha who went off while red faced in embarrassment and anger.
Tobirama let out a tired sigh and palmed his face at her antics, he had to make her take a course to handle herself a bit better lest she get into trouble all the time. Though the shaggy white haired man did perk up at the mention of the second name in the announcement of the next fight.
The man by his side glanced to his side, watching the Hokage lean forward with eyes that had a hidden gleam of excitement making him smirk knowingly.
"So finally the fight you dragged me here for…" he commented pointedly, and Tobirama frowned at being read so easily.
It was a wound to his pride as being hailed a man who was a master at hiding his emotions and completely unreadable to his opponents, that blonde boy was going to ruin his reputation soon enough like this.
His partner followed his fixated gaze to the blonde boy shaking hands with his opponent and his eyes narrowed on the small symbol embossed near the back nape of his neck making him raise an eyebrow and lean a bit forward himself.
"Well well well, already donning the Uchiha clan symbol on him eh? I can see why he intrigues you so much, this should prove to be not as boring as the other one…" he spoke, clearly a little interested himself, getting seemingly no reaction from the Hokage.
He glanced once more to his side, only to raise an eyebrow at seeing Tobirama's slightly wide eyes. He turned his eyes back to see what had gotten him so shocked only for him to copy his expression a moment later.
His cigar dropped from his mouth in shock at seeing the boy entering a sloppy stance of the taijutsu style they hadn't seen in action for quite some time now.
"Isn't that the-" he murmured, still in shock and Tobirama nodded numbly. Too shocked himself to care about his lack of masking emotions.
"The Interceptor Fist. The original taijutsu style of the Uchiha clan…" he murmured, nostalgia kicking in both of their minds while their faces lit up with small proud smirks. Both their gazes rested on the crest embossed on his shirt now.
"He certainly does his heritage proud…" the brown haired man murmured, getting a curt nod from Tobirama. The proud smirk still not going off his face.
"That he does…" he agreed though his partner still couldn't get one thing.
"Where the hell did he come across that style? Wasn't Madara the last one to inherit it and it was seemingly lost with him?" he asked and once more got a nod from Tobirama.
Though he did have a pretty good guess where the blonde might have come across such a powerful style.
"I have no idea…" he lied smoothly, getting narrowed glances from his partner who had caught onto his lie but said nothing in the end. Now quite a lot interested in the fight himself and let out a small puff of smoke.
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