Mangekyou

Chapter 9

Part 9 of Naruto: Mangekyou

Also to reiterate: Naruto is about 16, Kurenai 30/31, The Third Hokage 71, Jiraiya 52. Some writers tend to forget ages in their stories and it kind of messes things up. For example I read (then consequently stopped reading) a story where Naruto has an older brother and if Kushina is about Mikoto’s age, then she would’ve given birth to Naruto’s older brother when she was about twelve. Shudder.

Enough talk.

Warning: There's violence and bloodshed in this chapter

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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Chapter 9

For minutes, Naruto’s blue eyes remained fixed on nothing in particular. He just stared almost lifelessly at the wall in front of him.

His sensei was practically dead. That was some thought.

“It’s not as if you didn’t know this was coming…” he muttered trying to reassure his self.

Since the day Naruto had met his mentor he’d realised their time together would eventually come to an end. A match against time itself is a battle everyone has to lose. His sensei knew that and so did Naruto. Everyone has theirs and when it’s over it’s over.

Truthfully it was a scary concept to accept but for Naruto it’s was just that black and white. Whilst most people struggled to accept that people passed on, most people weren’t Naruto. He’d known his sensei was going to die.

It also meant Naruto had to be a big boy now and walk on his own two feet.

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Maybe it was the fact that ‘Madara’ could feel his life slipping from his grasp or maybe it was something else, whatever ‘it’ was these last moments had made him awfully nostalgic.

It’s why alone, in his prison cell he’d simply waited for his end to come. It was approaching almost sixteen years since he’d cheated the Shinigami from taking his life in exchange for the Kyuubi’s.

It was funny, Minato-sensei had saved Konoha and he’d thought he’d saved his son but he hadn’t counted on the power of a fully matured Sharingan. Neither had the Death God…

“Looks like I win sensei.” laughed the Uchiha. He had passed on Madara’s lessons to Naruto after all.

Obito was a bad boy.

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Hokage’s Office

Make no mistake about it, the Hokage was on edge. He always was when it concerned the safety of someone dear to him and Naruto was practically, family.

“You’re certain the seal’s fading?” He asked once again.

For once Jiraiya was uncertain.

“It was. Maybe it’s weakening?” Sighed the Toad Sage, because honestly it didn’t make sense to him. The seal Naruto had was meant to absorb the Kyuubi’s chakra up to point where the Kyuubi was no more.

That’s when it hit Jiraiya like a slap from Tsunade.

“You don’t think?”

Hiruzen just paused for a second before he let out a sigh of relief.

“I do.” He replied, already knowing what his student was asking.

Briefly the Hokage cast a glance to the photos that hung along his office’s west wall. There were four of them, three were of pictures of the Hokage’s gone by but he stopped at the picture of the Fourth before he smiled.