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The
Path to Rokudaime
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Chapter 2 ::::::::
�Innoxious
Constituent�
�Spoken
language�
�Spoken
Jutsu�, or �A memory of something said�, or a
�Second Voice�
�Thought�
�Kyuubi�
�Inner
Sakura�
�Kyuubi�s
thoughts�
(Italics
on all words are meant to signal a flashback.)
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The Land of Waves ::::::::::::::
�We�ll
take him to my home in Wave Country . . .�
Sasuke
had paid hardly any attention to the words of the old man, even after
they�d traveled for what seemed like ages. He and Sakura seemed to
be prattling on about various insignificant things that had
absolutely nothing to do with the current situation. In actuality, he
supposed it was a defense mechanism, a way to block out the mental
pain of seeing such a harsh gruesome battle. It was far easier to
push a thought away than to deal with it head on and endure the pain.
Naruto
had taken note of the chattering girl in front of him while he
watched Sasuke carry Kakashi on his own. He had refused any help,
instead meeting the challenge of carrying a heavier person to their
destination with little complaint. Naruto had also noticed how the
world seemed attuned to their plight, and the sky that was once
riddled with clouds were finally allowing the sun to direct its rays
to the earth.
He
was grateful for the ability to see without yield. At the beginning
of the fight, he�d hidden in the brush, but even his ability to
hide hadn�t been enough. He was dragged out mere minutes later by a
water clone an attest to his weakness. �Sasuke wouldn�t have
gotten caught.�
Why
was he so stuck on competing with Sasuke? In the academy, despite his
obvious abilities, he was unable to perform even the simplest of
techniques, which in turn, led him to a difficult time in the academy
itself. Even Sasuke had taken to totally ignoring him during school
hours. Had he not learned the shadow clone technique he would have
never passed the exam anyway.
Still
. . . the only reason he was even on team seven was because of his
naivete in ninjutsu and genjutsu. His taijutsu (1) had been
impartial, though nowhere near Sasuke�s level at the time. Even
then, he was the laughing stock of the school, and he had not been
able to grow as a shinobi in training.
But
he continued his training.
A
reserved, hopeful expression passed over his features as the sun
lightened his eyes to an almost icy blue color. Kakashi was partially
incapacitated, having just taken down a hidden mist jounin
equivalent, a member of the former seven swordsmen of the mist,
Momochi Zabuza. It never failed to amaze him, the arrogance of some,
especially those of high-rank or extreme social status.
For
example, Uchiha Sasuke (2). One would come to believe that, in order
to attain a certain degree of strength, it requires a humble, modest
attitude, however, such was not the case with Sasuke. In actuality,
he surrounded himself in a cocoon of apathy and arrogance that was
usually lost upon other specimens of his age and stature.
Furthermore,
the boy seemed held bent on revenge. Though the reasons were obvious,
the �complications� of his situation evidently called for �light
footsteps�, in other words �dealing with the problem tenderly�.
In Naruto�s opinion, he believed the boy should have a bit of sense
beaten into him, but then again, that would definitely not sit well
with the council, which had taken an active role in his upbringing
and safety.
On
more than one occasion, they had attempted to dissuade Naruto
from the path of a shinobi, no doubt fearing the possible break in
the death-god seal and the releasing of the nine-tailed fox.
Essentially,
the blame and burden alike, both rested upon his shoulders, despite
his ineptitude regarding said beast�s countenance and wild chakra
source.
Nevertheless,
he pursued his dream, and was steadily growing closer to it, as he
continued to grow faster. After rating his existing speed, he judged
that his current swiftness was faster than most jounin (3), which
undoubtedly came from his constant training under pressure. Iruka had
said, during one of his lectures, that the best way to increase
speed, was to force one�s body to adapt.
And
he had. While locked in a room with dozens of traps, ranging from
pitfalls, to razor wire and buzz saws, Naruto could only grow
steadily faster. Though by morning, the speed he gained, would never
manifest. That all changed when Kyuubi decided it was time to release
the restraints his chakra had put on his muscles.
It
seemed, that the creature known as Kyuubi, had purposely done so, to
keep a bargaining chip in his favor, should the time arise when his
Jinchuuriki (4) would visit him in the world of the seal. His first
plan, had been to loom the fact that he was repressing his speed,
over his head, and force Naruto to release him. That plan had been
tossed out the proverbial window when he figured out how utterly
clueless the boy seemed to be.
In
other words, he was apparently so �clueless�, he would never be
able to grasp the concept of seals.
The
most recent plan had been in the works, and nearly completed, when
Naruto had suddenly gotten a burst of intelligence and solved the
mirrors puzzle. The visit had been, surprising, to say the
least. The boy was definitely not what he had expected, or rather, he
was not what the Kyuubi hoped for. Short, vivid-minded and loud,
Naruto had become the epitome of idiocy, which hadn�t particularly
sat well with the fox.
Drawn
out of his musings as the sun�s rays grew more intense, Naruto
stifled a yawn and blinked sleepily. He hadn�t slept in almost two
days, and it was beginning to take its toll.
The
pillow tucked comfortably beneath his folded legs slipped a bit,
forcing him to adjust his position and lay his elbow on the
windowsill of their client�s home. Tazuna, the �super bridge
builder�, was working on the bridge as of now, with Sasuke standing
guard, most likely training, and shirking his responsibilities.
Naruto
heaved a sigh and rested his cheek on the palm of his hand, his
expression exuding carelessness. Were it not for the amicable silence
of the room and the comfortable smells emanating from the kitchen,
Naruto would be out training. But evidently, fate had other plans for
him, and thus, he sat, gazing with an uncharacteristic scowl at the
dock behind the house, where the young boy of the house, Inari, sat
with his legs huddled to his small form.
Amazingly,
the boy seemed to be completely disregarded by his grandfather
Tazuna, and his mother was very placating in his troubles, whatever
they may have been.
Still,
something was off. Dinner last night had been a quiet affair, passing
in companionable silence, and while Naruto�s absence was expected
due to his sudden bout of silence, none of those present at the table
had argued the fact that they missed his exuberant attitude.
He,
himself had scrubbed that part of himself away quite a while ago, and
therefore, forged a new persona from the ashes of his old one.
Introverted, passive and easygoing, Naruto found his silence had
allowed his free reign to observe and calculate with a clarity he had
never been able to access before.
Suddenly,
he could recall the slightest details of the most insignificant of
circumstances, or occurrences, like the fact that Sakura had cringed
a bit at Sasuke when she tried to ask him out for a walk and, as
expected, had blown her off.
And
for some reason, Naruto couldn�t grow angry at the boy for it. It
was simple, the indifference Sasuke displayed on a daily basis was
expected, so Naruto spent his time getting used to the unsealed
muscle groups Kyuubi had released on the night he had �rescued�
the scroll of sealing from the traitor, Mizuki.
The
bells test hadn�t gone particularly well, but after having passed,
he thought no more of it. He didn�t want to be a part of this team
any more than Sasuke did. And it was for the pure reason, that he was
alone in it�s embrace.
Kakashi
regarded him with almost reserved refinement, Sakura was quick to
point out his faults, despite her own, and Sasuke was just Sasuke. No
more, no less. Though Naruto was undoubtedly stronger in many
aspects, he found it �troublesome� to demonstrate his prowess in
any given area of the ninja arts, save for the shadow clone, which
was, quite frankly, the only useful technique the old Hokage
had allowed him to continue using.
All
the others were forbidden, unless the situation absolutely required
it. And even then, they were not meant to be used in the vicinity of
the Sharingan, should Sasuke somehow manage to manifest his dormant
bloodline.
�Probably
because they want to make sure the guy doesn�t hurt himself. Either
way, who am I to go against the old man? Kage Bunshin requires nearly
unspeakable amounts of chakra, and the dumbass Uchiha avenger doesn�t
have enough to cut it.�
It
wasn�t without surprise, that Naruto found himself slipping off the
alcove within the house and venturing outside to take a leisurely
stroll.
The
afternoon came without consequence, without disturbance, and Sasuke
returned from the bridge with the bridge builder in tow, looking a
bit worse for wear, his clothes slightly singed and withered from
training. He shot Naruto a meaningful glare, meant to spite him. The
blonde-haired genin ignored the unspoken jibe, while Sasuke scowled
and Tsunami ushered them into the house, followed later by the
slightly teary Inari. �Loser . . .� the two genin thought
in unison.
By
midnight, Naruto was still absent from the house, still wandering the
poor streets of wave country, stopping in some shops to gather useful
attire, since his has been, fatefully, damaged in the altercation
with the hidden mist nin. Whatever, he was in need of more practical
clothing anyway, and it seemed that Wave�s only independent,
economic income was their clothing division, so Naruto was able to
grab a few essentials along the way.
On
his way back, he noticed the crystal waters of wave, beneath the
unfinished bridge, and the clouds settling below as an unsettling
fog. The mist gave the bridge and the moon high overhead a valiant
look, like a hero�s bridge, a bridgework of dreams.
Naruto
scowled again, his sky blue eyes shining precariously, his lips set
in a tight, thin line. �One day . . . I�ll be Hokage . . . and
I�ll make other people�s dreams come true . . .�
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Days
later, a intellectually-weary Hatake Kakashi sat with an unmitigated
frown as he watched Naruto sit at the base of the tree with a
tattered, brown book in hand, and a set grin in place behind the worn
pages. Now, for the two months he had known Naruto, the loud,
hyperactive, knucklehead ninja, he had never seen the boy read
anything. It had seemed at the time that he had a natural aversion to
it, and Kakashi had chocked it up to him being illiterate, but here
he was, proving his theory wrong.
It
had always amazed him, how the boy could do that without so much as
blinking or a forethought to his surroundings. Though in the back of
his mind, a voice raged at the sound of him berating his newly
acquired student�s unawareness.
He
contemplated throwing a shuriken at him to test his awareness, but
knowing him, he may move into a more compromising and dangerous
position in anxiousness, and wind up hurting himself unremittingly.
That would not do.
So
he settled for simply watching the boy read, still quite surprised
that the proclaimed �dead-last� loser of the Konoha Academy, had
gotten the tree-climbing exercise with little or no resistance
whatsoever.
It
seemed, that his control over his own chakra was more refined than
that of the genius Uchiha. Part of him also wondered what made Sasuke
such a genius in the eyes of the village. Even without his supposed
answer, Kakashi figured the answer itself didn�t matter, and set
out to rectify the how and why rather than the end means.
He
once again fixed his one-eyes stare at Naruto�s attire. Normally,
the boy would be fully clad in bright orange pants and a matching
jacket, but as his temperament and attitude suddenly shifted to a
mixture of the Nara child sloth/genius and the bug user, Aburame
Shino�s (5) personality, his choice of clothing had as well.
Looking
past the plain white parachute-material, knee-length, black-interior
jacket, and the black shinobi-grade pants, the faded burgundy shirt,
and the newly acquired shikigami necklace, Kakashi saw the dysphoric
chakra emanating from his ever-changing sky-blue eyes. The eyes were
truly a gateway to the soul, and such was evident with the one called
Uzumaki Naruto. (6)
One
moment, a hyper, loud, obnoxious orange-wearing genin, to a somewhat
mellow, aphasic and reserved genin, who didn�t wear bright
orange.
Kakashi
mentally locked the image into his mind, even though he had formerly
gotten used to the image of the boy�s sunny attitude, only
presented by his impeccant smile and bright outer wear.
�Err,
Kakashi-sensei?� Sakura ventured to lay a hand on he resting
sensei�s jounin flak jacket, but pulled back when she realized he
was intently staring ahead of him.
Hesitantly,
Sakura followed his gaze, stopping to rest on Naruto, the member of
her team who had shown almost a drastic change in both physical and
fashionable appearance, not to mention his personality traits. He
looked up, his gaze locking with hers, and for an instant, she
thought she saw that foxy, immature grin. But it was gone so fast,
replaced by a curious blinking, she had wondered whether or not she
had really seen it.
Now
Sakura could honestly say, she had seen violence, and pain, but not
anywhere near the kind she usually saw in his eyes.
Come
to think of it, the first thing Sakura noticed about Naruto was his
eyes. They weren�t joyful and carefree, but guarded, a lighter sky
blue, but blase and icy. His eyes were a pure color, slightly
narrowed in a mischievous glint, the only indication of his pupils
was a slight circular color-darkening in the middle of his irises.
His hair was now slightly dirt-blonde, half pale blonde, but fell
into his eyes in long and thin, triangular wisps. (7)
Her
heart skipped a beat when he smiled a bit at her, and she instantly
felt her cheeks heat up. She averted her gaze, and instead focused on
the only person that should have that effect on her.
Uchiha
Sasuke.
He
had also seen the more obvious changes in Naruto, but unlike Sakura,
he never took people at face value, unless it was in a fight, where
he knew he was undoubtedly superior to them. Somehow, Naruto exuded
an aura that caused him to think twice, though, as if there was
another force lying in wait beneath the surface.
Though
only slightly unnerving, the thought of Naruto growing stronger than
him wasn�t something Sasuke could readily ignore. With the thought
of Naruto�s impending strength increase, Sasuke pushed his chakra
control further with renewed vigor.
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A
fine sheet of thickened sweat beaded upon his back as he lifted his
right leg into an extended kick and held it, the cold sweat gleaming
from the moonlight. He kicked off with the foot on the ground and
performed a roundhouse double kick, landing in a spun crouch.
As
his left foot hit the ground, a tremor shook the earth, and
instantly, a fissure opened extending from the length of his extended
leg, splitting the tree as well as the earth behind it before
vanishing into the dark recesses of the lush forest.
He
blurred forward, his body a natural wind-affinity of absolute speed,
water spraying forth in a telltale warp of water manipulation,
hanging in the air as if waiting for a command before rejoining the
submerged depths of clear, cold liquid.
�I�ve
almost got it down. Mastering water and earth techniques from
Kyuubi�s natural power definitely isn�t as easy as he said it�d
be. I�ll have to remind him that I�m not a guinea pig that he
can�.�
Drawn
from his musings by a crunch of leaves, Naruto snapped his head into
the direction of the forest, his sky-blue eyes shimmering
dangerously.
Kakashi
stood in a relaxed stance, his hands in his pockets, the same
disinterested look in his visible eye.
�Interesting
Naruto . . . you�re incredibly fast.� Kakashi said in a detached
tone.
Naruto
straightened up. �Yeah . . . I sort of . . . unsealed a bit of my
locked muscles. Part of being the Kyuubi container.�
�Must
have been difficult to adjust, eh?�
Naruto
shrugged. �I guess so. Did you just come here to say that?�
he said, his lips quirking into a grin.
�Eh?
No. I actually came to tell you that in about a week . . . you should
be prepared for a battle.�
�Zabuza?�
Naruto inquired with a raised brow. �I thought . . .�
Kakashi�s
mask shifted, the material revealing a slight smirk. �I�m
surprised, Naruto. I had no idea you knew he was still living. After
all, you weren�t present when I informed your other two teammates,
and you were the supposed �dead-last� of the academy.�
His
face fell, shadows concealing his eyes. �Yeah . . . there�s a lot
people don�t know about me.�
�Any
other things I should know about? A Kekkei Genkai (8),
perhaps? Family you never thought to inform us about?�
Naruto
shrugged again. �Not that I know of, I think. Still, if I
develop anything, I�ll keep it secret. I�ve got two
thieves on my team,� he looked pointedly at his jounin sensei, and
continued in a monotone drawl. �I also know it won�t take
long for Sasuke to manifest his Sharingan (9), and when that happens,
I�m not letting him see any of my techniques. Ever.�
Kakashi
pushed himself away from the tree he was leaning on and fixed Naruto
with an intense stare. �That might be harder than you think.� he
said.
Naruto
lifted his head and gazed up at the moon. �I don�t care. I�m
not going to spend time training to learn a technique, only to have
it stolen by a holier than thou Uchiha,� he fixed his gaze on
Kakashi, who fidgeted uncomfortably under his scrutiny. �Or
you, Kakashi-sensei.�
�You
know, you�re a lot smarter than you let on. If you�re
worried about Sasuke stealing techniques, then I suppose I can
let you in on an ancient forbidden Konoha technique. It just might
be able to help you out, should you be able to meet the stipulation.�
Naruto
raised his eyebrows, the signs of his former self rising to the
surface once again. �What? What?� he said anxiously.
Kakashi
chuckled lightly. �Bloodline limit Genesis.�
�Bloodline
limit . . . Genesis . . . ?� Naruto echoed, a blonde eyebrow
raising skeptically.
�Yes.
In essence, it is what created the famous Byakugan (10) and,
after a bit of evolution, the Sharingan of our village.
Unfortunately, it requires vast amounts of chakra, that which no one
human could normally draw upon. But you, if you were
somehow able to draw upon the red chakra, you could,
essentially, create a bloodline limit. Although, it also
requires a wide array of knowledge regarding special seals and other
such properties. Konoha is well known for its doujutsu (11) clan(s),
which is what this kinjutsu (12) is made to carry out. From the
color, to the effects, to the downfalls, it requires a wide array of
techniques to form.�
�And
why hasn�t Konoha tried to do this to increase their military
power?�
Kakashi
sighed. �Well . . . as I said, it requires vast amounts of
chakra, more than any one human can naturally produce. However, if
one were to perform the ritual with several others there is a slight
chance . . . But even so, the ceremony has a seventy five percent
rate of death, even when there are several volunteers for the
kinjutsu. As I see it, the beastly chakra of the Kyuubi that
resides inside you is more potent than a human�s. Thus, as much as
it would take a human to perform, the red chakra might only
empty maybe less than a third of its full energy.�
Naruto
raised an eyebrow and smiled a bit. �Oh. So, the old man Hokage
never tried it because he was afraid of people dying. Was it in the
scroll of sealing?�
Kakashi
shrugged in a purely dismissive motion. �Possibly. I�m assuming
you were unable to get that far, eh?�
He
shook his head. �I wasn�t. But how do you know about it?�
�My
father . . . Hatake Sakumo . . . had unrestricted access to it
due to his . . . reputation. While perusing his diaries and
personal belongings after his . . . death . . . I came upon
the kinjutsu called; Ketsueisuji Hodo Souseiki no Jutsu (13).
It wasn�t until I came to the Sandaime Hokage, that I was able to
get the full story of the Byakugan�s origins, as well as the
Sharingan.�
Naruto�s
lips curled into a frown. �Why teach it to me, of all
people?�
Kakashi
shrugged imperceptibly. �I don�t know, perhaps guilt, perhaps
it�s pity. Nevertheless, you have a bijuu sealed within you, which
will undoubtedly strengthen the doujutsu and create an advanced
Kekkei Genkai (14), which may or may not prove useful in the long
run.�
Naruto
leaned back and stuffed his hands into his own pockets, mirroring
Kakashi�s slack posture. �Why would you do this for me?
Aren�t you afraid of the Kyuubi like everyone else?�
Kakashi
heaved a sigh. �Do you take me for a fool, Naruto? If you were
Kyuubi, or at least under its influence, Konoha would be in ruins
already. Unless you�re biding your time, in which case, I�ll be
sure to keep a close eye on you. Nevertheless, I trust you,
because you�ve never given me any reason not to. Tell me
when we return to Konoha if you wish to learn the kinjutsu.� he
turned to walk away.
W-wait!
Are you sure about this? I mean, this means . . . other clans
might get jealous, won�t they?�
�To
be absolutely honest, I don�t really care. Additionally, the Hyuuga
(15) clan particularly, are growing increasingly more arrogant. It
will be good for them to be put in their place. Just make sure never
to rely on your bloodline limit. It always should be a last
resort, understood?�
Naruto
nodded. �How long would it take for the . . . ritual to be
done? And how long would it take for the doujutsu to manifest?�
Kakashi
shrugged. �I don�t know. The ritual would essentially only take
maybe several hours at most. As for the manifestation, that
all depends on you . . .�
�And
to answer your previous question . . . ? I suppose I�m only doing
this, because I�m repaying a debt to my sensei . . .�
That
was all he said, before he vanished in a swirl of leaves. Kakashi was
a strange one, definitely an enigma of sorts. Naruto smiled one of
his rare genuine smiles as the smoke cleared, revealing a cold white
moon.
�I
don�t have to use the kinjutsu, but I also don�t want to
have my techniques stolen,� he narrowed his eyes further. �And
the Sharingan also has amazing tracking ability. Why not . . . spice
up the doujutsu . . . ? Although, first, I may need to have a talk
with Kyuubi . . .�
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�What
are you doing here, boy? Have you come to mock me yet again with you
incessant orange attire and your usage of loud debauch language? I
thought I told you not to return unless you figured out a way to
revive that worthless husk of a human.�
Naruto
swallowed visibly. The Kyuubi, although now imprisoned within a cage
of seals, was nevertheless intimidating. The seal was already barely
restraining the beast�s chakra, since the seal itself had altered
due to the nature of Naruto�s little episode in the antechamber. �I
came here to ask you if I could use some of your chakra for
something.�
�No.
You wouldn�t know what to do with such power, boy.�
�What?
Listen you worthless, impotent, good-for-nothing caged mongrel! I
came down here to at least ask for your permission, because I
had respect for your knowledge! But if you�re going to be a royal
asshole, then by all means, I�ll just drain the chakra I
need! Then where will that leave you, huh?!�
The
Kyuubi, for the most part, had adopted a befuddled look during the
boy�s rant. Although by no means intimidated in any way, he felt a
swell in a place he would rather not mention due to pride, at the
boy�s courage and resolve. �Good. I was hoping you�d be
forceful. I�ve noticed you�ve grown a bit . . . distant and
forlorn as of late.�
Naruto
sighed, letting his anger go for a moment. �Yeah. A few things have
been eating at me. Sakura�s been unusually hateful these past three
weeks, and I guess I�m at my wits end.�
�You�re
letting a human girl get to you? I must admit, I�m a bit
disappointed. Nevertheless, you�ve proven something to me these
past few days. You�re more or less worthy of the next level of
element manipulation.�
�B-but
I�ve only just begun with water and earth! I don�t have time to
try integrating another element in my taijutsu!�
Kyuubi
snorted indelicately. �I care not for your shortcomings in that
area. The next element you shall be learning to manipulate and
create, is fire, and you will train for this, I didn�t give
you access to my tails� power for you to be modest in training!�
Naruto
scoffed at this. �Don�t pretend you understand me, fox.�
�Be
not a fool. I know of your desire to be as popular as that
Uchiha brat. And quite frankly, it sickens me. Still, a doujutsu may
be an excellent trump card.�
�Good,�
Naruto sighed, his relief washing over him. �I thought you were
gonna be difficult.�
�Yes
of course, and as for my chakra, I�ll lend you as much as is
required, so long as you expend it quickly. I wouldn�t want you to
expire from the potency; after all, if you die, I die, and I�m
not ready to depart from this world just yet.�
�Seh,
as if. You�re more worried about being known as the bijuu who was
sealed in a weak container. You can�t fool me, bastard fox!�
The
Kyuubi chuckled evilly. �It seems the intellect augmentations
(16) I put on you are working. Soon they should bring back the
dormant recesses of your mind.�
�Meaning
. . . ?�
Sighing
in a wholly canine-like way, Kyuubi continued, �Your human brain
naturally only works at two percent capacity, I aim to increase it to
at least fifty or sixty, which should give you a significant
edge over others. Though that bloodline limit genesis may be more
than you can handle while I�m working on this. If I had to guess,
I�d say you need to wait for another month or so before attempting
it. By then, I should be done with the augmentations.�
Naruto
nodded tersely. �Fine. But don�t try pulling any fast ones on me,
fox. I�ve got my eye on you.�
He
vanished from the room, leaving behind a disgruntled fox. �Damned
idiot.� Kyuubi growled before drifting off into a cold slumber.
A/N:
To
anyone who is worried about the bloodline limit creation,
trust me, you�ll think twice about dismissing it once you see what
it does. And it won�t be easy to control or create. I always
thought Naruto got strong by working hard, and trust me, he�s gonna
work his ass off for this doujutsu. He should have it
manifested by at least the chuunin exam finals, where it really
counts.
1.
Literally, �Body Technique�
2.
The clan that mostly dominated the Konoha police force, until one
�Itachi Uchiha� massacred the clan. They were the wielders of the
famous �Sharingan�.
3.
A �Jounin� is a step up from �Chuunin�. They are qualified to
teach a three-man squad of genin, and take on higher missions, such
as �A-class�, and if experienced enough, �S-class.� Only the
Kages, or veteran jounin can take SS-class missions.
4.
Literally, Power of Human Sacrifice. A person with a tailed beast
sealed within them.
5.
The Aburame clan is a clan of bug users primarily residing in Konoha.
Their bugs can literally �eat� chakra. They are placed in the
users at birth, and are given the user�s chakra as penance for
their loyalty.
6.
See profile for visual.
7.
See profile for visual.
8.
A �Bloodline Limit� is a special ability limited to family, be it
a technique, a family specialization (most often than not, these are
called, a bloodline, rather than a bloodline limit.), or a
special condition of the body.
9.
The Sharingan, or the �Copy Wheel Eye�, is an eye-related
bloodline limit exclusive to the Uchiha clan that allows the user to
combine both the hand seals used for a technique, as well as the way
the chakra is molded in the technique, to fully copy a technique at
one glance. Also, it sends messages to the brain at a much higher
rate, allowing the user to slow down one�s perception of time.
Skill level is depicted by the number of �Tomoe� in the eyes. One
equals novice, two is intermediate, three means competent.
10.
The Byakugan, or �White Eyes�, is an eye-related bloodline limit
exclusive the Hyuuga clan. It allows the user to see the inner
workings of the �Tenketsu�, or the chakra system of a person�s
body.
11.
Literally, �Eye Technique�. Doujutsu.
12.
Literally, �Forbidden Technique�. Kinjutsu.
13.
Bloodline Limit Genesis (A n original technique) Uses runes and a
special ritual to create an eye-related bloodline limit. It is
exclusive to Konoha.
14.
An advanced bloodline limit is one that involves intricacies and
either affects the environment or the body itself. The Sharingan and
the Byakugan are advanced bloodline limits.
15.
The Hyuuga clan specializes in a style called, �Gentle
Fist�, which can close off any of the 361 chakra points, or
potentially kill an opponent since it attacks the body from the
inside.
16.
The Kyuubi is speaking of �make greater by addition; increase�.
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