Game of the Year: A Naruto Quest

@Vesvius

You are Sarutobi Hiruzen, and you find yourself a bit annoyed. Only a bit, because you're old and generally appreciate the antics of youth as they tend to indicate a happy and healthy society that has time for such things.

"So as you can see." The fishnet clad special jounin in front of you continues on, gesturing enthusiastically to a board that she's hung a number of documents to. "I'm entirely ready to take on a Genin team and will definitely do a fantastic job acclimating them to shinobi life and raising them properly!"

You nod, allowing a puff of smoke to drift out of your mouth. "That's quite the impressive presentation, Anko. However, there's a few problems with your request."

She pouts slightly, and you continue. "The primary of which being that only full Jounin are permitted to take on Genin teams."

She grins. "Well that's easy enough. You just need to..."

"I'm not giving you a promotion so you can take on a team."

One her lips quirk downwards in a slightly frown. "Special dispensation, then?"

You inhale another lung full of smoke, giving her time to fidget before responding. "That is technically possible..."

You gesture at her with your pipe. "But should I when I have a record number of proper Jounin to consider?"

"Well!" She says, enthusiasm bouncing back. "As you can see on page 3, here, I have an extraordinary amount of studying under someone regarded as one of the best learned Shibobi in the modern era."

"Ah yes." You allow a look of thought to cross your face, and then a slow raising of an eyebrow. "That was Oorochimaru, I believe?" Of course you know this, and you know that she knows that you know this, but you're both playing the polite dance on this pleasant day.

"Yup!"

"The Sannin."

"Not many people that know more about things than them!"

You nod. It was a valid point. However. "The missing nin?"

"Mhm."

"The man widely regarded as perhaps being the worst traitor to our village."

"That would be my old sensei, yes."

You sigh. "Anko, you're not doing much to sell yourself on this point." If she wasn't even going to bother trying...

She blinks slowly. "You don't seem in any hurry to reject me out of hand yourself."

You nod and murmur in agreement, enjoying your pipe. "Unrelated to anything that we're currently discussing, after our meeting I have to go back into reading applications for over a dozen different Jounin. And after that, I have to start interviewing them, and I expect some of that to be quite heated between them as they squabble over getting a team. Problem with having so many of the heirs and particularly promising students coming up in the same class."

You tap your pipe, your look inquiring without need of words from you.

"Well, also entirely unrelated to our discussion, we're currently short on Genin teams until the graduating class pops in, so they're desperately assigning D ranked assignments to anyone they can get their hands on, including Special Jounin." She absently rubs the back of her right hand with is sporting claw marks easily recognizable as a certain cats.

"It would seem." You reply calmly. "That we both have a lot of less than pleasant work that we need to be getting on with when we finish here."

She nods slowly. "That does seem to be the case..."

You calmly continue. "And if I felt that you weren't taking this meeting seriously, I would be forced to dismiss you and attend to other things."

She has an understanding gleam to her eye. "I see. Should I make an impassioned start back from the top, or was there a point in my presentation you would like me to cover in more detail?"

You mull that over for a moment, now that things have gotten back on track. "I believe that it would be best if you would elaborate on "I've seen that Daisuke kid and his mother, and kid is going to need all the help he can get from one extremely attractive individual to another," if you would."

She grins and launches back into regaling you with how she's the best option for that particular Genin. You can't actually allow this to carry on for too much longer, unfortunately, but you're enjoying the provided break from the headache that is this year's assignments all the same.

Hm. If you did go ahead and give her a dispensation and slot in Daisuke to her, it would save you a fair amount of headache going forwards....

You ruefully shake your head. Probably not, though.
Lolz. Not canon, but still fun! Take 60 XP.
Tokei's Face
@Vesvius Finished my Tokei Face drawing.

Excellent work there. 130 XP for you.

Also, two hour warning!
 
Not very likely to work. Naruto's problem was his poor chakra control and huge amounts of chakra. He'd need to put out countless basic bunshins in order to pull off them looking properly like him rather than dead/dying, which is not possible in a small space such as a classroom/where the held the exam in canon. And remember, his first time pulling out Kage Bunshins was in the hundreds or something. And Kage Bunshins take up a hell of a lot more chakra than a simple basic bunshin.

Yes, he can't use the bunshin because of shitty chakra control. But is it not fanon that he would have to make thousands in order for them to look like normal?

There's two steps in making a jutsu
1. Producing the necessary amount of chakra. Too little and you don't have enough to do what you want and too much is wasted chakra.
2. Using the correct amount of produced chakra to perform the jutsu. If you use less than the required amount you fail like Naruto. Use the correct amount and you do what you want. Any eventual excess chakra is wasted.

Naruto produces too much chakra and also fails to use the minimum amount of chakra to make the bunshin. If Academy!Naruto had wanted to make a thousand clones he'd still fail because he'd produce more chakra and fail to give the technique the correct amount anyway.

The Kage Bunshin probably doesn't require the same amount of control. You just need to survive splitting your chakra in X-pieces.
 
2)illusory limbs(or partial bunshin)

That would work great if there's partial invisible technique. Our real sword arm is invisible and attack from different angle while what enemy see and try to defense against is our bunshin arm. Adding that with our tone of discord gonna make it even harder to notices.
 
That would work great if there's partial invisible technique. Our real sword arm is invisible and attack from different angle while what enemy see and try to defense against is our bunshin arm. Adding that with our tone of discord gonna make it even harder to notices.
Wouldn't that be an alternate use of the disguise, turning arms transparent and making fake arms wail about, rather than the illusionary clone?

That's the question, can disguise be used to turn transparent like glass, water or air. Otherwise it'd be excellent for camo and blending into environments. Than again, ninja can turn into objects... so why go invisible when you can become a prop.
 
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@Vesvius

Considering we already mastered the Bunshin, what would it take to demonstrate advanced proficiency with it? I mean it should be pretty easy overall.
 
[x] Recruit another helper. You just want to do a general overview of the era and for that, you need more help finding better information.
-[x] Sakura
 
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Manami's Special Friend by Katsuragi (canon)
@Vesvius

"So then, then I tell her, unless you want everyone ribbing you about this for the next, well, forever, you'll march your cute little butt into town and grab me a dozen dango, and then you'll do this for, oh, the next six months should be fair." Her laughter is thunderous, and you find yourself laughing along, unable to stop yourself if you wanted to.

You are Satomura Manami, and you're currently in the company of one of the last people anyone would ever expect of you. Mitarashi Anko is stubborn, loud, and almost never bothers to think before she acts. She's also, quite possibly, your best friend in the village. Between her and Tsume, you certainly had a type when it came to enjoying the company of others.

What people tended to forget (well, to be honest, the majority of people just didn't know) was that your background was that of a courtesan. While you've lived the life of luxury for the past decade and a half, these were the kinds of people that you'd grown up with and spent most of your time socializing with.

You both manage to get your laughter under control and you mutually toss back another shot of sake. After it washes down you dab your lips with a cloth, which earns a snort from her, and put on a scandalized look. "You didn't."

"Of course I did? How could I call myself an upstanding member of the Konoha shinobi force if I didn't ruthlessly exploit my coworkers?"

You give her a dry look. "And as we all know, you are the very picture of the perfect Konoichi."

She flexes, her mesh shirt straining tightly against her toned form and she grins fiercely. "Damned right."

"I can't believe you let them off so easily, is what I meant. Especially that noodle thing. You could have easily milked dango delivery service for the next couple of years out of that."

She grumbles and looks a bit sheepish. "Well. You know. I didn't want to be too rough on her. She's new to her rank and..."

"And last week there was that guy you let off with token exploitation. What was your excuse there again? Something about he looked too much like a kicked puppy?"

She mumbles something that vaguely sounds like confirmation.

You sip on a bit more sake. "And, I'm just going to make a guess here, he was also cute?"

She mumbles a bit more.

You sigh lightly. Anko had a bit of a problem. Well, more than a bit of a problem. Girl was a mess of psychological issues held together in ninja packaging tape. Most ninja were, mind you (and wasn't that just a thrilling thing to have to be aware of as the mother of an up and coming one), but hers ran a little deeper than most given the whole who her sensei was and what he did to her thing.

See, Anko had a ton of problems letting any one actually get close to her. For all of her outgoing cheer, near exhibitionism, and general lack of care for anyone's opinion on what she did, that was all surface level stuff. Making friends? That was hard. And if Anko cut off all contact and vanished for a few days, well, worrying about her but giving her the space she needed was just part of being her friend.

So flirting? Sure. Good natured ribbing? She was a master. Casual dating? Few were as fun to spend time with. Random flings? Pretty much every ninja over a given age made use of that to blow off steam and help keep a bit of sanity.

Serious dating or closeness to another person though? Not so much. Anko had tried once, a few years ago. It took a long time for her to pull herself back together after that. Not that the other person did anything wrong, Anko's own issues shook her apart quite well all on their own.

"You, my dear, are absolutely hopeless." You say with a put upon sigh. Not a time for serious conversation, now was a time for amusing conversation, banter, and general friendliness.

She gasps and raises a hand up and over her chest. "Me? That couldn't possibly be true." She does a good job acting shocked, but can't seem to get that flicker of a smile at the corner of her lips under control.

"A helpless romantic." You shake your head with disappointment. "If people knew my best friend were pulling her punches and pining after every cute shinobi who crossed her path..."

The look on her face slowly morphs into a glowering one, and you trace the inside of your sake cup with your finger. "Why, they'd never possibly let her live it down."

Her glower intensifies. "What do you want, Manami?"

You raise your eyebrows and give her a trademarked smirk. "Oh, nothing too much, Anko-san. I was just thinking that it's been a long time since I had a girlfriend along on a shopping trip."

Her glower starts it's predicted transformation towards horror. "Oh, no no no..."

"Daisuke is a dear, and it's fun enough to make him try on various things in the name of bettering his appeal, but there's just something missing when it's not with a woman."

"Manami noooooo." She whines.

"Manami yes." You reply primely. "It's been a long time since I've gotten you into a dress. We'll see what you remember..."

Anko drops her forehead against the table of just remains there in total defeat. "Manami, you are the worst."

"And yet you continue spending so much time around me, what's that say about you?" Is the natural response.

"Masochistic tendencies." She replies without missing a beat.

You take a moment to process that before nodding and sipping your sake. "Quite."
 
@Vesvius

"So then, then I tell her, unless you want everyone ribbing you about this for the next, well, forever, you'll march your cute little butt into town and grab me a dozen dango, and then you'll do this for, oh, the next six months should be fair." Her laughter is thunderous, and you find yourself laughing along, unable to stop yourself if you wanted to.

You are Satomura Manami, and you're currently in the company of one of the last people anyone would ever expect of you. Mitarashi Anko is stubborn, loud, and almost never bothers to think before she acts. She's also, quite possibly, your best friend in the village. Between her and Tsume, you certainly had a type when it came to enjoying the company of others.

What people tended to forget (well, to be honest, the majority of people just didn't know) was that your background was that of a courtesan. While you've lived the life of luxury for the past decade and a half, these were the kinds of people that you'd grown up with and spent most of your time socializing with.

You both manage to get your laughter under control and you mutually toss back another shot of sake. After it washes down you dab your lips with a cloth, which earns a snort from her, and put on a scandalized look. "You didn't."

"Of course I did? How could I call myself an upstanding member of the Konoha shinobi force if I didn't ruthlessly exploit my coworkers?"

You give her a dry look. "And as we all know, you are the very picture of the perfect Konoichi."

She flexes, her mesh shirt straining tightly against her toned form and she grins fiercely. "Damned right."

"I can't believe you let them off so easily, is what I meant. Especially that noodle thing. You could have easily milked dango delivery service for the next couple of years out of that."

She grumbles and looks a bit sheepish. "Well. You know. I didn't want to be too rough on her. She's new to her rank and..."

"And last week there was that guy you let off with token exploitation. What was your excuse there again? Something about he looked too much like a kicked puppy?"

She mumbles something that vaguely sounds like confirmation.

You sip on a bit more sake. "And, I'm just going to make a guess here, he was also cute?"

She mumbles a bit more.

You sigh lightly. Anko had a bit of a problem. Well, more than a bit of a problem. Girl was a mess of psychological issues held together in ninja packaging tape. Most ninja were, mind you (and wasn't that just a thrilling thing to have to be aware of as the mother of an up and coming one), but hers ran a little deeper than most given the whole who her sensei was and what he did to her thing.

See, Anko had a ton of problems letting any one actually get close to her. For all of her outgoing cheer, near exhibitionism, and general lack of care for anyone's opinion on what she did, that was all surface level stuff. Making friends? That was hard. And if Anko cut off all contact and vanished for a few days, well, worrying about her but giving her the space she needed was just part of being her friend.

So flirting? Sure. Good natured ribbing? She was a master. Casual dating? Few were as fun to spend time with. Random flings? Pretty much every ninja over a given age made use of that to blow off steam and help keep a bit of sanity.

Serious dating or closeness to another person though? Not so much. Anko had tried once, a few years ago. It took a long time for her to pull herself back together after that. Not that the other person did anything wrong, Anko's own issues shook her apart quite well all on their own.

"You, my dear, are absolutely hopeless." You say with a put upon sigh. Not a time for serious conversation, now was a time for amusing conversation, banter, and general friendliness.

She gasps and raises a hand up and over her chest. "Me? That couldn't possibly be true." She does a good job acting shocked, but can't seem to get that flicker of a smile at the corner of her lips under control.

"A helpless romantic." You shake your head with disappointment. "If people knew my best friend were pulling her punches and pining after every cute shinobi who crossed her path..."

The look on her face slowly morphs into a glowering one, and you trace the inside of your sake cup with your finger. "Why, they'd never possibly let her live it down."

Her glower intensifies. "What do you want, Manami?"

You raise your eyebrows and give her a trademarked smirk. "Oh, nothing too much, Anko-san. I was just thinking that it's been a long time since I had a girlfriend along on a shopping trip."

Her glower starts it's predicted transformation towards horror. "Oh, no no no..."

"Daisuke is a dear, and it's fun enough to make him try on various things in the name of bettering his appeal, but there's just something missing when it's not with a woman."

"Manami noooooo." She whines.

"Manami yes." You reply primely. "It's been a long time since I've gotten you into a dress. We'll see what you remember..."

Anko drops her forehead against the table of just remains there in total defeat. "Manami, you are the worst."

"And yet you continue spending so much time around me, what's that say about you?" Is the natural response.

"Masochistic tendencies." She replies without missing a beat.

You take a moment to process that before nodding and sipping your sake. "Quite."
Very nicely done! Take 60 XP and canon.

Also, vote is now closed.
Adhoc vote count started by Vesvius on Nov 5, 2018 at 11:53 AM, finished with 295 posts and 77 votes.
 
Yes my vote won! I'm more interested on the info on clans that were lost in transition process (their home locations might be useful) to village system couple might have had neat gimmicks. Other than that finding out about old relations (be they hate, alliance or neutrality) of groups is neat.
 
Yes, he can't use the bunshin because of shitty chakra control. But is it not fanon that he would have to make thousands in order for them to look like normal?

There's two steps in making a jutsu
1. Producing the necessary amount of chakra. Too little and you don't have enough to do what you want and too much is wasted chakra.
2. Using the correct amount of produced chakra to perform the jutsu. If you use less than the required amount you fail like Naruto. Use the correct amount and you do what you want. Any eventual excess chakra is wasted.

Naruto produces too much chakra and also fails to use the minimum amount of chakra to make the bunshin. If Academy!Naruto had wanted to make a thousand clones he'd still fail because he'd produce more chakra and fail to give the technique the correct amount anyway.

The Kage Bunshin probably doesn't require the same amount of control. You just need to survive splitting your chakra in X-pieces.

Tbh, I don't think it's fanon, when you take into account the sheer number of clones Naruto pulls off on a casual Kage Bunshin summoning. Like, seriously, his first time against Mizuki was in the hundreds. You need to survive cutting/folding your chakra in half each time for every shadow clone you create. That's a fuckton of chakra to pull on, wayyyy more than the standard clone ever demonstrated(Which even civilian kids who had no shinobi parents can pull off with some time and effort), which is why most people can only do 1 or 2! And that's not getting into the Mass Shadow Clone. With such an excess of chakra and such shitty control, there's no way for Naruto to produce just 1 or 2 basic clones without them crapping out like he did in the beginning. Had he just focused less on getting just 1 or 2 and gone with as many as he could make, he'd create a decent (amount of) bunshin because the chakra would be spread evenly(Or near evenly as it gets with his shitty control) across the clones, thereby smoothing out their features and looking less like they're dying before popping like a balloon or deflating. Of course, I'm sure Iruka/Mizuki would then just dock him points for the excess of clones because it's not great for stealth, lack of chakra control or something, but it would prove he can do a bunshin, they just forgot he has a totally different chakra level than every other kid in his school.

Had Sarutobi himself, or any smart nin in the Academy, simply fucking remembered that Uzumaki were well known for their huge reserves of chakra and as such, the Konoha Academy standards can't really be held to him in some ways. Sarutobi especially had more reason to remember that considering he knew Kushina personally and that Naruto was her kid and as such would get her big reserves to start, he knew Naruto was a Jinchuuriki and that seal was slowly but surely leaking Kyuubi's chakra into Naruto's system thus increasing Naruto's reserves even more, meaning it would become increasingly harder for Naruto to perform the basic jutsus without leaking so much excess chakra that it ruins the technique or can't perform it at all! But instead of noticing that and making allowances for it in the Academy or just getting him to start on chakra control real early so as to cut down on that problem, he either somehow "forgot" entirely or just ignored it until we got the freaking Mizuki incident.

I mean, what if the Mizuki incident never happened? What was the Sandaime's back-up plan if Naruto never made it into the Ninja forces? Just leave him(Konoha's walking nuke, like it or not) to be a civilian? Or let Danzo swoop in and take control of Naruto(Not likely, considering their contrasting visions)? Would he just forcibly induct Naruto in the Ninja forces anyway and if so, then what happens after that?

I know, I know, OOC it's early installment weirdness/Kishimoto's bad writing/bad plot. But IC, holy shit Sarutobi, what the fuck were you thinking?!
 
@Vesvius

"So then, then I tell her, unless you want everyone ribbing you about this for the next, well, forever, you'll march your cute little butt into town and grab me a dozen dango, and then you'll do this for, oh, the next six months should be fair." Her laughter is thunderous, and you find yourself laughing along, unable to stop yourself if you wanted to.

You are Satomura Manami, and you're currently in the company of one of the last people anyone would ever expect of you. Mitarashi Anko is stubborn, loud, and almost never bothers to think before she acts. She's also, quite possibly, your best friend in the village. Between her and Tsume, you certainly had a type when it came to enjoying the company of others.

What people tended to forget (well, to be honest, the majority of people just didn't know) was that your background was that of a courtesan. While you've lived the life of luxury for the past decade and a half, these were the kinds of people that you'd grown up with and spent most of your time socializing with.

You both manage to get your laughter under control and you mutually toss back another shot of sake. After it washes down you dab your lips with a cloth, which earns a snort from her, and put on a scandalized look. "You didn't."

"Of course I did? How could I call myself an upstanding member of the Konoha shinobi force if I didn't ruthlessly exploit my coworkers?"

You give her a dry look. "And as we all know, you are the very picture of the perfect Konoichi."

She flexes, her mesh shirt straining tightly against her toned form and she grins fiercely. "Damned right."

"I can't believe you let them off so easily, is what I meant. Especially that noodle thing. You could have easily milked dango delivery service for the next couple of years out of that."

She grumbles and looks a bit sheepish. "Well. You know. I didn't want to be too rough on her. She's new to her rank and..."

"And last week there was that guy you let off with token exploitation. What was your excuse there again? Something about he looked too much like a kicked puppy?"

She mumbles something that vaguely sounds like confirmation.

You sip on a bit more sake. "And, I'm just going to make a guess here, he was also cute?"

She mumbles a bit more.

You sigh lightly. Anko had a bit of a problem. Well, more than a bit of a problem. Girl was a mess of psychological issues held together in ninja packaging tape. Most ninja were, mind you (and wasn't that just a thrilling thing to have to be aware of as the mother of an up and coming one), but hers ran a little deeper than most given the whole who her sensei was and what he did to her thing.

See, Anko had a ton of problems letting any one actually get close to her. For all of her outgoing cheer, near exhibitionism, and general lack of care for anyone's opinion on what she did, that was all surface level stuff. Making friends? That was hard. And if Anko cut off all contact and vanished for a few days, well, worrying about her but giving her the space she needed was just part of being her friend.

So flirting? Sure. Good natured ribbing? She was a master. Casual dating? Few were as fun to spend time with. Random flings? Pretty much every ninja over a given age made use of that to blow off steam and help keep a bit of sanity.

Serious dating or closeness to another person though? Not so much. Anko had tried once, a few years ago. It took a long time for her to pull herself back together after that. Not that the other person did anything wrong, Anko's own issues shook her apart quite well all on their own.

"You, my dear, are absolutely hopeless." You say with a put upon sigh. Not a time for serious conversation, now was a time for amusing conversation, banter, and general friendliness.

She gasps and raises a hand up and over her chest. "Me? That couldn't possibly be true." She does a good job acting shocked, but can't seem to get that flicker of a smile at the corner of her lips under control.

"A helpless romantic." You shake your head with disappointment. "If people knew my best friend were pulling her punches and pining after every cute shinobi who crossed her path..."

The look on her face slowly morphs into a glowering one, and you trace the inside of your sake cup with your finger. "Why, they'd never possibly let her live it down."

Her glower intensifies. "What do you want, Manami?"

You raise your eyebrows and give her a trademarked smirk. "Oh, nothing too much, Anko-san. I was just thinking that it's been a long time since I had a girlfriend along on a shopping trip."

Her glower starts it's predicted transformation towards horror. "Oh, no no no..."

"Daisuke is a dear, and it's fun enough to make him try on various things in the name of bettering his appeal, but there's just something missing when it's not with a woman."

"Manami noooooo." She whines.

"Manami yes." You reply primely. "It's been a long time since I've gotten you into a dress. We'll see what you remember..."

Anko drops her forehead against the table of just remains there in total defeat. "Manami, you are the worst."

"And yet you continue spending so much time around me, what's that say about you?" Is the natural response.

"Masochistic tendencies." She replies without missing a beat.

You take a moment to process that before nodding and sipping your sake. "Quite."
Anko canonically really like tea ceremony.
 
Inoichi's Mission Impossible by DerHesse (canon)
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Every Sunday night, Ino's family has their close cousins the Yokota family over for dinner. These used to be pleasant, happy days. But since Ino and Mariko declared war upon each other... less so.

Inoichi was tense.

If he was to describe the situation, he would compare it with someone telling you to go and disarm a faulty explosive tag … with a smile.
He was just waiting for the fireworks, the question was how big the damage was going to be.

"Honey, they should be here soon, did you put on the water for the tea?"

"Yes, dear, everything is ready." 'Oh kami, just let it be quick and painless.'

Maybe he was overly dramatic, but it couldn't be healthy, that every knock on the door felt like Shinigami dragging more and more of his happiness to the realm of the dead.

"Ino!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm on my way!" A quick control-glance towards his daughter, good, no sword hidden.

Breath in, breath out, let's get this show on the road.

Thankfully most of the evening was like a ritual for the adults, going through the motions like every Sunday before. Tea, food, pleasant conversations and at the end a few rounds of Daifugō for the adults.

Getting up to gather the plates Inoichi felt a bit of tension leave him, so far so good, Ino was behaving like a prim and proper little lady, no doubt Manami's influence, and Mariko was copying her to the best of her abilities.
Putting the dishes into the sink Inoichi returned just in time to hear his wife playing with fire.

"So, how is the academy going for you two? Graduation feels like just around the corner."

Eyes widening 'oh no, Kasai, why?!' Seeing the grin on his daughter was like hearing the fizzling of the lit exploding tag.

He knew how it was going for both of them. Ino was practically gloating the entire day in the shop yesterday.

"It's great, I managed to establish my fourth place, I mastered the Shintenshin no Jutsu and Daisuke is going to teach me a new Ken-jutsu kata."

"It's going alright, I aced the last history test." He couldn't help the wince, he wouldn't call 21st place alright.

"That sounds great!" Quickly grapping the cards from a nearby shelf.
"But I feel like today is my lucky day, so girls, let the adults be adults and off you go!"

His smile looked absolutely genuine, at least that's what he kept telling himself.
 
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Manami's Special Friend by Katsuragi
I've spent more time on this one than any of the others, it frustrated me to no end, and turned out the worst. Blargh. >_>

Edit: Really wasn't happy with it. Switched to a higher resolution base and changed the color patterns to a less realistic style.


@Vesvius
 
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Tbh, I don't think it's fanon, when you take into account the sheer number of clones Naruto pulls off on a casual Kage Bunshin summoning.
Naruto just has shit chakra control. Making a larger number of academy-style clones would just exhaust him faster.

I suspect that the reason naruto can use the Kage Bunshin so well has some other reason rather than simply requiring lots of chakra. Either the scroll explained it really well, or for once Naruto was actually invested in learning the technique. The sheer amount of clones Naruto makes is probably because he's just stretching the amount of chakra he has across the clones. I think this because of how easily Naruto's clones die in Part 1, whereas in part 2 Naruto made much fewer clones but they were much more effective.

Furthermore, Naruto hardly has that much chakra. We know in Shippuden that Naruto has about four times Kakashi's chakra without kyuubi, this was covered when he learnt wind chakra transformation. To actually create hundreds of clones for the training, he needed to tap into Kyuubi which is probably what he did in canon.
 
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Eye for an Eye... Doesn't Always Work by Pittauro
This afternoon Daisuke had taken a pause from his training and from his various projects.

He was spending his time writing, a neat stack of papers to his right waiting for his story to be copied on them.


It would take him some time to have a copy made for every student in his class, and it would take even longer to make it so his handwriting was not recognisable.. but it was worth it.

He had tried to ask nicely. He had tried to be reasonable.

Now, it was time to adopt his enemy's weapons, and maybe take advantage of the occasion to kill two birds with one stone.

Eye for an eye as they use to say.

It was soon, very soon, both teachers and students still had to arrive to the classroom.

This suited Daisuke just fine. Making sure that every seat had his own copy of the paper was easier like this.

And even if someone came sooner that expected, who would ever find anything strange in Mizuki leaving a few papers at his students desk?

With his work done Daisuke quickly made his way home. He had to be back before Ino arrived to wake him up if he didn't want to be discovered after all.

Their morning training had taken longer than usual, and Ino and Daisuke were nearly late once they reached the class.

Exactly as planned.

When they reached the classroom what they found was chaos. Some students, like Kiba, were trying to defend their own copy from an incensed Mariko. Others had already failed, their papers teared to pieces and the fragments everywhere on the floor.

What surprised Daisuke more though was Kairi's reaction. She was reading it and... why wasn't she angry? Had he failed?

"What's going on here? Why all the chaos?" asked Ino, surprised by all the confusion

"here" Yui hesitantly passed her copy to Ino "It's...well..." she stammered, embarassed.

uh. he would have expected her to be more annoyed than flustered. Had she actually LIKED it?

...nah, impossible.

Ino simply read the title out loud, now curios "creepy love triangle..what's this, another of Kairi's story?"

in a small voice, Yui simply answered "keep reading"

...

"...and then Ino saved her maiden, Kairi, from the hands of the evil Mariko, and their love bloomed in a majestic kiss..."

Ino was now blushing as well, her eyes glued to the paper. And Daisuke was so focused on her reaction that he actually stopped looking to Kairi...who was apparently making some small corrections to her copy.


Dear Future Daisuke,

this is past Daisuke writing. The plan failed. Instead of being embarassed, annoyed or even disgusted Kairi apparently LIKED the story, so much that she decided to publish it in the academy journal.

At least nobody accused us of being the author, though i fear Kairi suspects the truth.

At least Ino wasn't angry. She actually told me she was flattered by her role in the story, especially as she was clearly the heroine of it and Mariko the unlikable villain.

She had a strange expression on her face when she told us... could she possibly know?

...Nah, no way.

Still, this was a bust. Next time think twice before trying something this stupid.

Best wishes,

Past Daisuke.


letter completed, Daisuke read it twice, commiting it to memory.

And then he burned it.
 
We know in Shippuden that Naruto has about four times Kakashi's chakra without kyuubi
not without kyubi. While his chakra is SUPPRESSING the Kyubi's chakra.

If he's not suppressing it, he has about 100 times Kakashi's chakra (and it's all Naruto's).

It's possible, though it's just my speculation, that with the seal having been loosened a bit after the timeskip A bigger percentage of Naruto's chakra is devoted to keeping the Kyubi under control
 

You know, I don't know if it ever got definitely settled in canon whether genin could operate in a teacher-apprentice relationship without teammates, or if genin could simply be without a teacher at all. Anyone have any confirmation on those two things?

Because really, there's no inherent reason why we should upset the applecart of the originally formed teams, even considering Ves went out of his way to give us two additional genin candidates as friends to form a team with.
 
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