Naruto: Hiruzen’s Son

"AAA!" I excitedly coo watching my father.

Looking on with a smile, I was currently watching Hiruzen train. Keeping his top form as it's a necessity when war is practically around the corner.

Luxury such as not being in peak form won't really come at times like this.

I still unfortunately haven't left the compound ever which is fine, we were in the backyard where there was a lot of training equipment that interested me.

Now at five months old, I was able to keep my head up as I sat in my mother's lap while she made sure I didn't fall. The thing that improved the most so far is my motor skills as I'm able to close my fists, hold objects and keep myself sitting.

"Do you want to be a shinobi like your dad?" I hear Biwako say.

Taking my eyes off my father who was sparring in taijutsu with his summon Enma, I recognised the words shinobi. Using my new skills I reached out my hands to her face and started to gently pinch her which made her laugh.

"Haha alright, I'll get you a gift today don't worry." Seeing her happy expressions while rocking me around I just laugh. "Go get me a wooden kunai"

As this happened she talked to a maid as I ignored them, more interested in the spar because of the language barrier.

*Bang!

Two Bo staff constantly hit each other in consecutive succession as Hiruzen was on the offence. Currently, on top of a pond, he had had leaves scattered on his body. Despite the little disadvantage, it didn't matter.

Enma blocking a strike sees Hiruzen's Bo staff fly upwards, adjusts and goes for a stab. Hiruizen gaining control of his own staff dodges to the side and uses the bottom of the staff to hit Enma's upwards.

*Clack!*

Now with the opening, the professor does a swift 360 and aims a slash towards the legs. Enma not giving in kicks his feet back gaining some space and manages to regain his Bo staff and defence.

*Clack!*

With the awkward angle and power from Hiruzen's hit, the staff, Enma's own Bo staff hit his leg making him wince.

The professor dashing forward gets control of his Bo staff and does a stab towards the heart.

*Poof!*

'Oof that must have hurt.' I physically wince "feeling" the blunt trauma myself.

The summon before taking most of this blunt damage though, disappears into some smoke which is probably a reverse summoning.

Seeing this I just clap my hands in entertainment.

'Moar!'

This was much better than staring at the ceiling or shitting myself, simply amazing.

10/10 experience.

Hiruzen looking back at me gains a wide smirk and flickers in front of me. Feeling him pick me up I reach to softly pinch his face.

"Noboru over here looks quite energetic."He says as I steal a leaf from his forehead.

Before he could say anything else though I shove the leaf into his nose but pretty unsuccessfully. 

"Ghahaha!" I giggle.

Biwako seeing this widens her eyes and rushes over.

"Noboru don't do that!"

"It's alright honey, let's go have dinner now," Hiruzen says amused. To my horror, he soon after proceeds to spin around while holding me.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAA!" My baby voice screams.

A few minutes later I'm left breathing ragged as my head is dizzy. Maybe my brain flew around in my head.

'Those were some interesting ways to train chakra control, but I feel like he was just going through the motions.' I thought to myself. Then again Hiruzen's main advantage was ninjutsu combination, paired with shadow clones to overwhelm the enemy with aoe (area of effect) attacks. So polishing up his Bokujutsu should just be some extra training to round him off.

Plus Enma has the strength of a Jounin at least while being quite literally a staff. So training against him is pretty efficient...

After this though I wasn't exposed to any more spars which was disappointing.

Most of the remaining time was spent indoors lazily.

Besides the small Cheeto ball that slowly grew in size, most of my time was spent on my motor skills. After a few months, I started to crawl everywhere I could.

"Noboru wait!" A maid worriedly says after sneakily crawling outside my room.

'Legs don't fail me now! Or maybe you're already failing me, I can't walk...'

Getting caught after just a few seconds, I was dragged back to my displeasure. Not sure of what to do I just crawled with more vigour to train my body strength.

After all, chakra is a combination of physical and spiritual power. With my reincarnated mind I should have above-average spiritual energy, even if it's not Itachi or Kakashi level crazy. Training my body should be my priority anyway.

With more months passing by I should be around eight months old.

'I can't be bothered counting days, I'm not Dr Stone.'

Getting more strength in my limbs, I started to use some furniture to balance myself before being able to walk on my own a little. This was mainly due to the weird meat they were giving me to eat which I assumed was good.

After all, when I consume it, a warm sensation in my belly happens which is probably my chakra. Sadly it still won't move no matter how much I try, like bringing some leaves from the garden to my crib and trying the leaf exercise daily.

So the most I did was swirl my chakra in a vortex which kept me warm when I was cold.

'Chakra beasts from the forest of death wouldn't be a bad guess.' I thought in contemplation.

Either way, my physical development is pretty decent.

"Good job Noboru!" A maid squeals out as another cheers next to her.

Seeing my Fanclub to the side I wave them off making them even more overloaded with cuteness.

Not realising they thought I was being grumpy.

Thinking about my future development there is a need to set some ground rules for myself to survive in this shitty world.

First of all, be a little bitch.

Now what would that mean?

If someone is stronger run, there is no shame in that. Being alive is better than being called an honourable fight like?

We are shinobi, not samurai.

Better yet if I'm a sensor I'll just dip the moment someone with large amounts of chakra is in the vicinity. The only guy who would technically not work on is Might Guy, but who cares.

He wouldn't hurt me...

Right?

Other than that there's a weird line between that type of shinobi I could be.

A medical shinobi wouldn't be too bad, but realistically learning fuinjutusu and becoming a seal master wouldn't be too bad.

As much as the opportunity of a seal master or medical ninja and staying safe in Konoha sounds, it's not really possible.

First of all, I'm most likely a clan heir.

The argument of keeping me safe sounds clear until I realise I could be Asuma's older brother. Who died somehow?

Probably a mission.

On top of I'd rather have combat abilities. Preferably kage level which is still kinda of fodder not gonna lie.

Realistically I'd be Elite Jounin max without learning any hax ninjutsu or signature ability.

Also, Konoha gets fucking ransacked by Orochimari, hidden sand, Pain and flying shinobi.

Bruh.

I should be around the age that Minato would become a sensei though so it's not all bad.

Thank god I was born in the best possible village and clan to boot.

Say all you want about kekkei genkai.

Bitch I'm fucking alive and basically in zero threat from the start.

Basically, the safest situation is to train quietly.

The Son of Hiruzen joining Root is the biggest joke of the year.

I'd be around Asuma's age by the time of cannon which is all the time needed.

If I was born in any other clan and showed any sort of prowess, I would probably be picked up no matter how good the situation is. One exception would be the Hyuga but then assassination or the seal mark would be a problem.

Uchiha has their own problems.

The ino-Shika-cho trio are decent but still dangerous position depending on my progress.

They are not tailored for combat without each other. I'm sure as hell not depending on someone when my life is on the line.

Aburame and Shimura can basically be called Danzo's backyard.

While Sarutobi should have the resources to support my growth, on top of my initial "genius" being attributed to being the Hokage's son. So is there really anything more a man could ask for?

As being a kekkei genkai muncher is a narrow way to power, with obvious limits.

The only other situation that could top this is being in Iwagakure and being a genius, or even better having dust-release. But I wouldn't get the resources of a whole clan.

Onoki is desperate for anyone worthy of taking his mantle though…

Kumogakure would maybe have me be the fifth Raikage so also not that bad. But again the resources of a whole clan when born are nice.

Other than that Mist and Sand would be a fuck fest full of politically savvy idiots and people in genjutsus.

I mean what reason could you have to kill a COMPLETELY LOYAL S-rank shinobi?

Then Madara just has the whole of the mist under his control which is funny as hell.

'Thank god I'm dealing with no bullshit like that.' I silently think in joy, clasping my hands together and looking at the window.

The maids who saw this couldn't help but weirdly murmur to themselves.

"Do we report this?"

"I dunno, the sun coming down from the window makes him look pitiful?" Another says even more confused.

Sighing at the maid's weird glances I let all the bad thoughts go away. Keeping up with my daily runs and chakra swirling, soon a few years passed and I could finally communicate a little.

…

'These adults are weird as hell.' I thought to myself looking at the clan elders and elite shinobi.

Inside the largest hallway of the Sarutobi estate was a room full of festive cheers. Lots of tables with food and people happily chatting.

It was my third birthday and finally, I was meeting people outside of close family and maids.

But these guys are treating me like a baby.

It's as if I'm a baby.

'F*ck these guys.' I joke to myself being fed up being a kid. But there's no denying the lazy comfort.

Sitting on a mat where I was with my parents, we ate food using our hands. The food is on large leaves.

Unsurprisingly though the food here wasn't that weird chakra meat.

"Noboru there's some kids your age you can play with." My mother gently expresses.

Hearing this after finally learning more words I look at her with squinted eyes.

"I want runnn!" I shout as an excuse.

And bolt the hell outta there. Using this as an excuse to not play with any of the kids.

The adults seeing this just laughed and chalked it up to me having a lot of energy.

"He's so energetic."

"It's good that he can run, shows his potential."

Some murmurs go around as I ignore them.

I met all of the elders and I have to say, they are all quite young. Or what I wouldn't usually expect from "elders" in Naruto.

There were four of them, each one specialised in some aspect of managing the clan.

Not sure what specialties for now.

Most of them were in their late 40s which hey, isn't too bad.

Considering how badly people like to hold onto their elder status in this world.

*Clank*

Sliding the doors to the side I enter the grassy area and pick up a fallen leaf, with a tiny bit of grease on my hands.

Getting on the floor I cross my legs and put the leaf on my forehead.

Before I could attempt anything a voice could be heard behind me.

"When did you learn the leaf exercise, little Noboru?"