The Changed Tales Of A Gutsy Ninja (On Hiatus)

Chapter 8

Third Person POV ~

Changing his living arrangements didn't change his schedule. Naruto woke up at his regular time, 05:00. Got fresh, ate breakfast and left for his early exercises.

By 08:00 hours, he was ready to receive his new mission.

The mission was nothing special, simple escort and delivery of a scroll.

Same types of missions followed furthermore.

2 weeks passed, Tsunade was proud and impressed how her gaki had been completing missions without whining, complaining or failing. In fact most of the time he was rather quick in completing and already receiving another mission. Though Tsunade was impressed she wanted to see if he could work in squads. Hence, the current discussion at hand.

"Gaki, I see you've completed many missions without complaints and have been moving up with the mission ranks. But.. I want to see how you work in or with squads. You will be joining teams on certain missions, sometimes as a member and sometimes as a squad leader. You cannot complain if it's Genin or Chunin. Do I make myself clear?" Tsunade explained and watched him intently.

"Of course Hokage sama. I won't disappoint you." He replied calmly.

She couldn't help but smirk, 'My gaki has definitely grown.'

"Good. Tomorrow be at the mission desk at 11:00. You and the team you will be accompanying will receive the mission. Dismissed."

He nodded and bowed, "Have a good day Baa-chan." he smiled and shunshin out of the sight.

She just shook my head and smiled fondly.

Namikaze compound ~

Naruto was practicing one of his Katas with a bokken.

From his mother's diary, he had learned his mother was quite adamant with swords. She had a few scrolls and a couple of wooden bokken plus a well worn sword, which he decided to put as an art piece on the wall. He could imagine his mother swiftly fighting with a sword in hand, her red hair swaying with every move, her moves he imagined would have been movements like dance perhaps.

His father's stances and movements were so elegant from what he had concluded after reading the scrolls, he could literally imagine what an amazing fighter he must have been. His father's style was more about swiftness and quick moments, just like him. But his father's style wasn't unpredictable, he was fine with it. It was good to know to he was original.

He wanted to continue their legacy, make their memories proud. He wasn't going to back down anytime soon, his hard work was paying off and he knew it.

What he didn't know was, he himself was unconsciously graceful, one could mistaken his movements in practice and fights for dance.

He knew he didn't have any Shisou for teaching Kenjutsu right now so he came up with an idea of teaching and learning himself with clones. After all isn't that what he had been doing since last few months? For kenjutsu, he just had to improvise his techniques in learning.

The original self with a Kage Bunshin would practice stances and spar, second bunshin would read and inspect from the scroll and lastly the third would just observe.

This helped him really well, sparing with a bunshin he knew where he had to correct himself on the spot, the inspecting bunshin would come up ideas and correct him if he still failed to find any mistake and lastly the observing bunshin was more like a judge to see if he was making any progress or how much he has progressed.