Now What Have I Gotten Myself Into? ~Enter Konoha's number one knuckle head

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The next few days I spent them alone in my home. I sat in my living room on an armchair in indian style with papers strewn out around me all over the floor. Containing all of my thoughts in english. I may have become stronger while I have been in this world but I also realized I had become complacent especially the last few years. Working my mind like this rather than my body was definitely a change from what I have become accustomed to. But I've now altered this world with a large enough event I doubt that there won't be any impacts to it. Sasuke never consumed Orochimaru and he never rounded up Hebi, he never killed Itachi, Obito never gave him Itachi's eyes. He never did anything that inevitably led him to his largest power growth. "At this rate, Naruto won't go to Killer B and learn how to control the nine tails." I sigh and rub my temples trying to think of ways to correct the balance that will seriously be toppled at this rate.

"On a positive note, Sasuke has been training under Itachi. Learning everything Itachi can teach him. That will help but.. will it be enough? As for Naruto I can always tell Tsunade about Killer B and see to it that she sends him there but I also don't want to bring it up too soon. He still needs to acquire sage mode from Jiraiya and fight with Pein. That's when he learns who his father was." Growling at myself I shake my head before resting my cheek in the palm of my hand with my elbow on the arm of the chair. Looking down at the papers I have written on. Tapping my cheek with one of my fingers as I think. Running through possible scenarios and plans. Weighing them by their percentage rates and probabilities of success. Me becoming the enemy has the highest ratio of numbers. However, I can't do that since they already have a powerful enough enemy. I just have to figure out a way to use what already is, in order to move my plans forward. As is, none of them are strong enough yet to go against Damen. If things keep up like this I'll have to do it myself. Damen, another unknown variable. Is he as powerful as I think he is? Was it just a fluke I felt in him the land of stone, it's not like I stuck around to find out for certain. Even then, if he locked this world away then how is he even here, what's his game plan? Is he alone or has he accumulated an army?

There are so many unknowns at this point. All I can really do is focus on one problem at a time and hope all of my plans mash together fluidly. Top it off, it's not like I can just continue sitting here and make things go my way like before either. Even I need to train. I'm an active chunin to top it off. I will have missions I myself need to complete. It's not like the leaf will keep us here forever. hmm. Groaning at my own thoughts I get up and grab the papers I have been working on before leaving the house. I could use some hot tea right now. Maybe it will clear my mind and help me come to a more determined solution.

As I slide into my normal booth I set my papers down ever before the usual elderly woman comes up to me. "What can I get for you?" She asks me with her normal gentle tone. "The usual please only with an extra order of dangos." I answer her as I begin to look through my stack of papers. I could feel her leave even though she didn't say her usual response. I can only figure that is because she can see that I am busy and she didn't wish to bother me. Shifting myself I pull my legs up onto the bench and cross them into my indian style position. Nearly automatically feeling the relief this position always brings me. Sometimes habits should remain habits.

Slowly one by one I begin building a stack of my scenarios. Picking the ones I believe held the highest probabilities and should coincide with one another the best. Even after the woman had brought me my tea and dangos I continued sorting through my written thoughts. Periodically picking up my tea and taking a sip or taking a bite of a dango. "You seem busy." His low monotone voice breaks into my silence even before he slides into the bench in front of me. His dark eyes moving from my stacks of paper to my snacks and back to me. Setting down the paper in my hands I look up to meet his dark gaze and give him a tilt of my head. "You know, your eyes seem brighter now. Not quite as dull as they were." I point out only to get a smile from him as he reaches over the table and grabs one of my dango sticks. "I kept my promise I made to you." He states as he holds the stick up almost disinterestedly in between two of his fingers as he rests his left arm on the table. "You found a way around Sasuke killing me. So I used the vial you had left with me. Seems not only was my sickness cured but my eyes were repaired as well."