Naruto: Rebirth Of The Child Of Prophecy

Here's a rewritten version of the scene with improved narrative flow, vivid imagery, and emotional impact:

The sages Fukasaku and Shima, perched on Jiraiya's shoulders, leaned forward with concern.

"What's wrong, kid?" Fukasaku asked, sensing Jiraiya's troubled expression.

Jiraiya's voice was low, tinged with both realization and disbelief. "This guy... he's not Yahiko at all. He's a man from the Fūma clan. I fought him once before and left that mark on his forehead myself."

Shima's eyes widened. "What? If he's not Yahiko or Nagato, then who are the ones outside?"

Jiraiya fell silent for a moment, piecing together the fragments of his discovery. A bold thought crept into his mind—a hypothesis that could unravel the truth behind Pain. But to confirm it, he needed to face the enemy once more.

"I have to go out again," Jiraiya said firmly.

"What?!" Shima exclaimed, her voice sharp with alarm.

"No, little Jiraiya!" Fukasaku protested. "If you go out there now, they'll kill you for sure. You've done enough—run while you still can, before they find this place."

Jiraiya's gaze fell to the long-haired man's lifeless body. His voice grew somber. "Maybe… this is the difficult choice the Great Toad Sage foretold. If I don't go now, no one else will get this close to Pain again. This might be the only chance to reveal his true identity."

Shima's expression softened. She looked at him quietly, her concern evident.

"Brother, sister," Jiraiya continued, "take this body and all the information we've gathered back to Konoha. Tell Tsunade what we've uncovered."

Fukasaku glanced at Shima, then smiled. "For a task like this, the child's mother can handle it just fine by herself."

Jiraiya blinked in surprise. "But—"

Shima interrupted with a teasing grin, "Be back before dinner, you hear me?"

Fukasaku nodded. "After all this, we'll all eat together, little Jiraiya."

The words struck a chord deep in Jiraiya's heart. Even in the face of death, Fukasaku would stand by his side. His eyes glistened with emotion as he murmured, "Thank you…"

On the surface of the sea, five of Pain's bodies searched tirelessly for Jiraiya. Bomb Pain's eyes darted back and forth as he scanned the water for any sign of movement.

Beneath the waves, a frog emerged from the depths, its body moving stealthily. As it reached the surface, its mouth opened, and Jiraiya and Fukasaku climbed out, concealed by the water's reflection. They quickly hid behind a large stone structure.

"Ready, kid?" Fukasaku whispered.

Jiraiya nodded. Master Fukasaku summoned a shuriken and hurled it with incredible speed toward Bomb Pain.

But through the shared vision of the other Pains, Bomb Pain sensed the attack and casually tilted his head to avoid it. Before Jiraiya could follow up, the other four Pains converged on his position, surrounding him.

Jiraiya's eyes darted between them, his breath catching. "It's true… I've met all of them before!" The realization struck him like a bolt of lightning. He finally understood Pain's true identity.

He opened his mouth to share this revelation with Fukasaku, but before he could utter a word, the ground beneath him rippled ominously.

A hand shot out of the water like a ghost, wrapping around Jiraiya's throat with inhuman speed and strength. Bomb Pain's intent was clear: crush Jiraiya's throat to silence him forever.

As Jiraiya struggled, the other four Pains leapt into the air, each gripping a black chakra rod, their intent to finish him off clear.

Just as Bomb Pain's hand tightened around Jiraiya's neck, a kunai zipped through the air at blinding speed. A sudden hum of energy followed, and a figure materialized beside Jiraiya.

"Rasengan!"

BOOM!!

The figure's spinning Rasengan slammed into Bomb Pain, sending him crashing into the sea below. The impact created a shockwave that rippled across the water.

The remaining Pains turned their attention to the intruder. Tendo Pain's eyes narrowed, his voice sharp. "When did reinforcements arrive?"

Before they could regroup, the air above them roared with energy.

"Senpō: Rasenshuriken!"

A massive wind-infused chakra shuriken descended from the sky, its edges crackling with deadly energy. Tendo Pain quickly assessed the situation. Letting the other Pains absorb the technique would take too long, giving Jiraiya and his ally a chance to escape. Instead, he raised his hand and unleashed Shinra Tensei, deflecting the Rasenshuriken's explosive power downward—toward Jiraiya.

But as the Rasenshuriken detonated, creating a whirlwind of slicing chakra, another figure appeared behind Jiraiya. Moving with blinding speed, they scooped him into their arms and vanished just as the explosion engulfed the area.

The four Pains leapt to higher ground, watching the aftermath from a safe distance. Water and debris swirled violently in the storm of chakra. Tendo Pain frowned, his voice cold. "Such a powerful Wind Release technique… who could it be?"

Not far away, Jiraiya stirred weakly. He realized he was being carried, cradled in someone's arms. Turning his head, his eyes widened in shock.

"N-Naruto?!"

Tears streamed down Naruto's face as he looked at him, his expression a mixture of relief and sorrow. For a moment, he didn't speak, simply holding him tightly.

Finally, through trembling lips, he whispered, "From now on, when you buy two popsicles… someone will always share them with you."

Jiraiya stared at Naruto, his heart aching at his words.