BORUTO ALTER: NARUTO NEXT GENERATIONS

FORMATION: INO-SHIKA-CHO!

BORUTO

-KIRIGAKURE ARC-

SHIKADAI sighed, opening green eyes. The sun cast shadows about the forest, each of them like little black pools underneath clouds of leaves.

Beside him, Chocho Akimichi stood. She wielded a tantō confidently, tapping her feet in excitement. To their backs, Inojin Yamanaka was found. The youth had long black and blonde hair, split down the middle and framing a pale face down to a pointed chin.

Shikidai knew Inojin was at the ready as well- scroll in one hand, brush in the other.

It was silent...save for the incessant chirping of birds.

Shikadai smiled, looking every bit like his mother as he did so.

When will you make your move... Sensei! He thought.

With Chocho at his right, they could defend themselves from not only both directions, but also from the ground and the air.

With Inojin at their flank, he could use his-

Each of the young genin suddenly heard sandals clacking against bark from the branches above.

She's coming!

Shikadai expected an attack from the trees-

The ground between them ruptured violently, spears of rock striking upwards from within the genin formation.

Earth style-!

The genin leapt into the air, using chakra to increase their speed. Despite their status as students, Shikadai estimated that their agility far exceeded the rank they currently held.

Shikadai somersaulted backwards, crouching against a thick tree trunk. Inojin landed in the branches above him, while Chocho reformed at Shikadai's center right.

Despite the surprise attack, we maintained our formation. However.. sensei isn't fighting seriously yet..Shikadai frowned.

Is she trying to catch us off guard? Create a variance in her strategy?

Chocho spoke aloud, slightly breaking Shikadai's concentration.

"You're going too easy on us, sensei!" She boasted.

Inojin chuckled from the trees.

"Shut up, fatso." Inojin said with quiet politeness.

Chocho whirled her head up at Inojin.

"I'm- I'm not even using my dad's jutsu right now!" She yelled.

It was true. Chocho was able to revert between body sizes- a genetic mutation of the jutsu she inherited by the blood of the Akimichi clan.

Her "normal" body could infuse chakra and use the body expansion technique.. while her "fat" body was able to retain chakra that Chocho infused over days.. months.. and even years.

While in this form, she could expend that chakra instantly, unleashing a torrent of power that not even Chocho can currently control. In fact, the form could kill her if not used properly.

Despite her somewhat self absorbed attitude..

Chocho was strong.

"Water style: water severing wave!" Moegi's voice rang throughout the forest as the sound of gushing water filled Shikadai's ears.

A high pressure stream cut through wood, toppling trees as it mowed towards the assembled genin.

Suddenly, a massive ink wall formed between the genin and the spearing water. the ink solidified into a tangible painting of an ornate oni gate, complete with swaying charms.