Naruto: The Chosen Undead

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Chapter no.87 The Road to the Land of Waves Begins 

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The Hokage's Office was quiet, save for the faint rustling of paper as Hiruzen Sarutobi read through Kakashi's report.

The old man's brow furrowed as his eyes drifted over the latest findings.

"Scorch Release?"

Hiruzen muttered the words under his breath, the concept alone making him feel a familiar sense of unease.

Kakashi, standing at attention before the desk, gave a nonchalant shrug.

"Just a theory—courtesy of Sasuke Uchiha."

It was a flimsy idea at best. Naruto's chakra nature had already been confirmed, but Kakashi had long since learned to account for the impossible, especially when something like the Kyūbi could be involved.

Hiruzen hummed, continuing through the rest of the report.

And then, he paused.

Naruto's armor… made entirely of chakra metal.

Hiruzen's fingers tightened slightly on the parchment, his chest growing inexplicably tight.

The entire armor?

His first thought was sheer disbelief, but the implications settled in quickly. The amount of chakra metal required…

Even the Daimyō himself would wince at its worth.

Where? Hiruzen's mind raced. Where in the world did Naruto acquire enough chakra metal to forge an entire suit of armor?

A part of him—the leader of Konoha, the protector of its future—felt the whisper of an opportunity.

If only Konoha knew how to replicate it…

The thought came unbidden, and with it, an old memory—Asuma's voice, blunt and laced with quiet disappointment.

Are you? Or are you doing this for Konoha?

Hiruzen's lips thinned.

Let's say you figure out Naruto's mysteries. What then? Are you expecting Konoha to benefit from them? From him? Because if that's the case, then you've forgotten something important, Father.

And yet—here it was. A legitimate way for Konoha to benefit from Naruto's strange evolution.

"Kakashi, what are we doing?"

Kakashi blinked. "Hokage-sama?"

Hiruzen set the paper down, exhaling. "These investigations… these mysteries. What is the end goal?"

Kakashi frowned slightly, his visible eye sharpening. "Sir?"

The Hokage's gaze didn't lift from the parchment.

"What do we hope to gain from this?"

A beat of silence.

Then, Kakashi replied, "At the very least, we can ensure Naruto is safe from whatever caused this."

Hiruzen huffed, the sound dry and tired.

"Safe." He shook his head. "Yes, of course. Because keeping him ignorant and alone for the last decade was for his safety."

The bitterness in his voice surprised even himself.

Kakashi's stance remained steady, but his eye flickered with something unreadable.

"Hokage-sama, if I may."

Hiruzen motioned for him to continue.

"It's clear that you've been thinking a lot about Naruto, and perhaps you're feeling like you've failed him."

Hiruzen let out a slow breath. "Didn't I?"

Kakashi was quiet for a moment, then shook his head.

"Hokage-sama, no one understands better than you how much weight rested on your shoulders after the Kyūbi attack. You lost your wife that night. You had to oversee the reconstruction of Konoha, handle the growing number of war orphans, and manage rising political tensions with the threat of another Shinobi War looming overhead.

"Then there was the Uchiha Clan's unrest, the fractured alliances with other nations, the Council's interference, Danzo's schemes, the ANBU's internal conflicts…"

He sighed.

"Sir, I know you didn't do what was best for Naruto, but you tried—while the world felt like it was crumbling under your feet."

The words hung between them, settling into the office like an unspoken truth.

Hiruzen's fingers drifted over his desk, brushing against the edges of the report.

"Wise words, Kakashi." His voice was quiet. "But I gave everything I had to Konoha, and yet… it feels as though I failed the people who truly mattered."

Kakashi's gaze softened, his eye distant.

"Can I join you in that sentiment?"

The way he said it spoke of understanding.

They were both too late to realize who truly mattered.

A beat of silence passed between them.

"Lord Third," Kakashi said. "Teaching Team 7 has taught me something valuable."

"Oh? And what lesson is that?"

Kakashi's eye curved slightly, though it wasn't quite a smile. "That people can change, despite their past."

Hiruzen hummed, waiting for him to elaborate.

Kakashi continued, "I've watched Sakura go from a kunoichi who would have been a casualty in her first real battle to someone who works tirelessly to stand beside her teammates. I've seen Sasuke—despite everything—open up to Team 7, trusting them in ways I never thought he would."

His tone softened.

"And I've watched Naruto's grief of Oscar… heal."

"Guess being a teacher has been good for you."

"It's all thanks to your guidance, Lord Third."

The old Hokage let out a quiet chuckle before his expression turned solemn. He leaned back in his chair, folding his hands over the desk.

"Kakashi, I've come to a realization." His voice was softer now, but steady. "I want to make things right for Naruto. A second chance."

"Second chances come after proof of change, not before."

Hiruzen nodded, his grip on his pipe tightening. "Which is why I'm going to tell him about Minato and Kushina."

The words hung heavy in the air.

Kakashi's breath hitched just slightly, his fingers twitching at his side.

"You mean to tell him everything?"

"Yes." Hiruzen exhaled. "But not until I've dealt with Danzo first."

The mere mention of that name sent a chill through the air.

Kakashi frowned. "You're taking direct action?"

Hiruzen's eyes sharpened. "I am."

He gave Kakashi a brief but thorough summary of his plan.

When he finished, Kakashi was already calculating the risks. "Do you want me to join the squad? If Danzo has a plan in place, you can assume he'll use it."

"I know the dangers, which is why I handpicked the team myself. Shibi Aburame will lead the team of ANBU captains—he's already tagged every member with his kikaichū. If Danzo tries to use Kotoamatsukami, their chakra will disrupt the genjutsu immediately."

"A failsafe. Smart."

Hiruzen nodded. "Tsume Inuzuka will also be on the team—her heightened senses will detect any Root operatives, in case Danzo has continued his activities despite his so-called exile."

Kakashi folded his arms. "It's a good start. But if Danzo's backed into a corner, he'll retaliate. That team has countermeasures, but they still need more muscle. What about Gai?"

"He's away on a mission."

Kakashi's lips thinned slightly. "Jiraiya-sama, then?"

Hiruzen shook his head again. "No. Jiraiya is too far away to accompany the team. Instead, I'll be sending Enma to accompany them. Even Danzo isn't foolish enough to make a move against the Monkey King."

Kakashi let out a low whistle. "Pulling out all the stops, huh?"

Hiruzen's expression darkened. "I refuse to let Danzo be a loose end."

Kakashi nodded.

There was nothing else to say. At least, not about that.

"Do you want me to keep an eye on Naruto? Just in case Danzo tries something while we're handling this?"

Hiruzen's gaze flickered, studying Kakashi carefully.

Smart. The man had already figured it out.

"If you must."

Kakashi nodded. "Good. I've been thinking of taking Team 7 through more teamwork drills. Maybe throw in a few D-rank missions."

"That's a good idea. They've developed their individual skills—now they need to learn how to use them together."

A brief silence settled again.

Then, Kakashi asked the inevitable question.

"And the mysteries?"

Hiruzen's fingers tapped idly against his desk.

"We are shinobi, Kakashi. It would be foolish to dismiss mysteries just because they involve Naruto." He looked up. "But from now on, we separate the two. Naruto and his mysteries are not the same. Treat them as such."

Kakashi held his gaze for a moment.

Then, slowly—he bowed.

"Understood, Hokage-sama."

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[ One Week Later ]

It was a clear day in the forests of Konoha, where the birds chirped and the leaves rustled with the gentle breeze. Team 7, however, was not enjoying the idyllic scenery. Instead, they were crouched in the dirt, stalking a small brown cat with a red ribbon on its right ear—the infamous Tora, beloved pet of Madam Shijimi, one of the wives of the Fire Daimyō.

"Alright, Team 7," Kakashi said, his voice grave as he crouched behind a tree, his book conspicuously in hand. "This is a high-priority mission. Tora is known for her evasive maneuvers, her cunning, and her unrelenting will to escape. We can't afford any mistakes."

Naruto groaned, his head dropping to his hands. "It's a cat, sensei. I bet I could catch it solo, dattebayo."

"This mission comes directly from Madam Shijimi. And remember, she's not just any client—she's a diplomat for the Fire Daimyō. How we handle this reflects on Konoha."

"And on you," Sakura added dryly, shooting Kakashi a sideways glance.

"Exactly," Kakashi replied, unfazed. "So, no pressure. But if we fail, we risk jeopardizing diplomatic relations with the entire Fire Nation." He turned a page in his book. "No big deal."

The team collectively stared at him.

"Are we seriously pretending this isn't a waste of time?" Sasuke asked flatly.

"I mean," Sakura chimed in, "shouldn't someone talk to Madam Shijimi about how she's treating this cat? It keeps running away for a reason."

"It's not our job to question the client," Kakashi said. "Our job is to retrieve Tora."

"Poor cat," Sakura muttered under her breath as they moved into position.

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The team scattered, each taking a planned route. Sasuke was the first to act, hurling kunai with ninja wires imbued with lightning chakra. They struck the trees around the fleeing Tora, cutting off her escape routes with precision.

The cat hissed, its amber eyes darting wildly for an exit. It turned left—Naruto was there, standing with his arms crossed, a smug grin on his face. It turned right, and there Naruto was again, the same smirk on his face.

No matter where Tora turned, Naruto was there.

"Afterimages?" Sasuke muttered. Naruto was fast enough now to make it seem like he was everywhere at once. "You're seriously using Shisui's technique on a cat?"

"I'm refining my skills, teme," Naruto said, his grin widening as he flickered into another position. "Besides, this cat is way tougher than it looks!"

Tora hissed and arched her back, trying to look intimidating, but Naruto wasn't fazed.

"Ninja Art: Pyramidal Barrier!" Sakura shouted, slamming her hands together.

The kunai Naruto had placed around the area suddenly glowed, creating a shimmering pyramidal barrier around the panicked cat. Tora scratched at the chakra barrier wall of her new prison, but it was no use.

"Target confirmed," Naruto said dramatically. "It's Tora. Mission complete."

Kakashi finally emerged from the trees, clapping slowly. "Excellent work, Team 7. Tora has been successfully apprehended."

"You could've helped, you know."

"Why? You were doing so well."

"Yeah, well, next time you can chase after a demon cat!" Naruto grumbled.

"Stop complaining, Naruto. We finished the mission," Sakura said, shaking her head as she carefully deactivated the barrier.

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Team 7 stood blankly as Madam Shijimi scooped Tora into her arms.

Madam Shijimi was a corpulent woman with dark brown hair styled into three enormous poofs. Her face was coated in purple eyeshadow, pink lipstick, and a thick layer of powder. Her nails were painted to match her gaudy rings, which jingled as she petted Tora with excessive force. The poor cat looked utterly defeated, its amber eyes half-lidded as it resigned itself to its fate.

"Is this… animal abuse?" Sasuke muttered under his breath, glancing at the limp Tora.

"I think so," Sakura whispered back, frowning. "No wonder the cat keeps running away."

Naruto's thoughts drifted to his pet crystal lizard, now named Crystal Oscar. He suddenly felt a deep sense of pride knowing that he treated his little companion with respect and care. Glad I don't treat Oscar like that, he muttered to himself.

As Madam Shijimi hugged Tora tighter, the cat let out a small, pitiful noise.

"Well done, Team 7!" Madam Shijimi gushed, her rings glittering as she clasped her hands together. "You've brought my precious Tora back to me. She's such a naughty little thing, always trying to run away. But now she's back where she belongs!"

Naruto winced as Tora's amber eyes locked onto his. For a moment, it was like the cat was begging for help.

"...We're done here, right?"

"Yes, Naruto, you're done for now," Hiruzen said with a faint smile, watching as an ANBU quietly escorted Madam Shijimi out of the office.

"I must congratulate Team 7," Hiruzen continued. "You've successfully completed twelve D-rank missions. With this, you are now qualified for higher-ranked missions."

Naruto's face lit up like a firework. "Finally! No more chasing cats, dattebayo!" he exclaimed, pumping a fist into the air. Sakura smiled, and even Sasuke's usual aloofness seemed to soften with mild interest.

Hiruzen smiled at their enthusiasm and picked up a scroll from the pile on his desk. "Your next mission will be a C-rank escort. It's a step up from what you've been doing but well within your capabilities. Bring in the client."

At the Hokage's signal, an ANBU stepped out of the room. Moments later, the door creaked open, and in walked an older man with a hunched posture, carrying a faint air of irritation.

Team 7 took in the sight of their client—a gray-haired, bespectacled man with a large beard and dark eyes. He wore a sleeveless V-neck shirt tied with an obi, plain pants, and sandals. A towel hung loosely around his neck, and a pointed hat sat atop his head. Most strikingly, he was holding a beer bottle, which he sipped from like it was water.

The man glanced at Team 7 and grimaced. "Hokage-sama," he said, his voice gruff, "while I appreciate the quick turnaround on my mission… are these wet-behind-the-ears brats really going to protect me?"

"Hey! Who are you calling a brat, old man?"

Before Tazuna could retort, Hiruzen raised a hand.

"Tazuna-san, I assure you, these genin are more than capable of handling your simple escort mission."

The word simple hung in the air like a knife.

Tazuna froze mid-sip of his beer, his hand tightening slightly around the bottle. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple as his gaze flickered to the Hokage, then to the trio of genin standing before him.

"S-Simple, huh?" Tazuna muttered, his voice strained. He let out an awkward chuckle, wiping his forehead with the towel draped around his neck as he quickly tried to change the subject.

"What kind of ninja wears armor like that? And why's a shorty like you lugging around a sword twice your size? Are you compensating for something?"

Naruto's grin stretched wide as he stepped forward, resting a hand on the hilt of his sword.

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Tazuna took a nervous step back, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead. "No, no! That's fine, kid. I was just kidding!" he said with a nervous chuckle, lifting his beer bottle as if to toast.

"Tazuna-san, you'll find Naruto's capable of much more than jokes."

"Yeah, right…" Tazuna muttered. "Guess I'll just have to trust you all."

"Good choice, old man."

Tazuna scowled, trying to regain his composure. "I'll have you know I'm a man of great renown!" he declared loudly, puffing out his chest. "I'm Tazuna, the best bridge builder in the Land of Waves! And until I'm safely back in my country to finish my masterpiece, it's your job to protect me—even if it costs you your lives!"

Team 7 stared blankly at him, unmoved by his theatrics.

The silence stretched awkwardly until Tazuna deflated slightly. "...Uh, I mean… thanks for your hard work in advance."

Hiruzen clapped his hands once, bringing the room back to order. "Team 7, your mission begins in two hours. Use the time to prepare."

Tazuna, who looked like he was ready to bolt, muttered, "I'll, uh… go check out the village or something."

"There's a bar down the street that serves Earth Nation beer," Hiruzen added casually.

Tazuna's eyes lit up despite himself. "Is that right?" he asked, feigning disinterest as he sipped his beer.

As Tazuna adjusted his grip on the bottle, the top suddenly slid off with an unnervingly clean cut, the jagged edge catching the light. The severed piece fell to the ground with a soft clink, and a stream of beer immediately spilled out, splashing onto his hand and dripping onto the floor.

The room went silent, all eyes snapping to Naruto, who stood smirking, his hand casually resting on his sword hilt.

Tazuna gulped. "Geez, kid. You're fast. Really fast."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

Tazuna's nervousness was palpable now as he shuffled toward the door. "...Uh… anyone want some booze?"

Sasuke and Sakura shook their heads immediately, while Kakashi smiled under his mask. "I don't drink."

"Bring me one. I want to see what it tastes like."

Tazuna nodded at Naruto with newfound respect. "You've got guts, kid," he muttered before disappearing out the door.

"That guy is definitely a sad drunk old man."

"Absolutely," Sakura said with a sigh, while Sasuke grunted in agreement.

Kakashi straightened, his lazy demeanor returning. "Alright, Team 7, you're dismissed for now. Meet up at the northern gate in two hours, ready to go."

Naruto perked up immediately. "Ichiraku Ramen?"

Sakura and Sasuke exchanged a glance before shrugging.

He had trained relentlessly for over a week, honing his skills and pushing himself to his limits. Now, Naruto felt ready—ready to return to Lordran and face the Taurus Demon. This battle would be his measure, his proof that he could take on the dangers lurking not just in the unforgiving world of Lordran, but also in the shadows beyond Konoha.

But before all that… Ramen!

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