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Oddity by KKephemeral
 Anime » Naruto Rated: T, English, Adventure & Drama, Itachi U., Hiruzen S., Danzō S., OC, Words: 210k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 2k+, Published: Jul 15, 2018 Updated: May 231,275Chapter 2 - Growth
Chapter 2 - Growth
My first encounter with Danzo was something I wouldn't forget. Why? It was because I never felt so vulnerable in my entire life (the measly one year here and the earlier life combined). It happened the next day after Tsunade left. It scared me to shit myself (literally) that the man knew I was alone within a day. Then again, I should be glad that he didn't appear the next hour itself.
"He is sensei's blood. The last Senju," Danzo said to Hiruzen in his grating voice that sent shivers through my body.
"He is a baby," Hiruzen replied softly.
"Regardless, what have you decided to do with him Hiruzen?"
"I haven't decided yet,"
"I wouldn't mind looking after sensei's blood,"
Hiruzen didn't reply. The silence stretched a long time; at least it felt to me so. I imagined that they were starring daggers at each other. Maybe they were eyeing me. The anticipation of Hiruzen's reply was killing me. After all, it is going to decide my fate.
"Danzo," Hiruzen said at last in what could barely be called as a whisper.
Danzo didn't reply. If he indeed did, it was too soft for me to hear.
"The boy deserves to walk in the light, Danzo. It could be the last thing we may do for our sensei," Hiruzen replied causing me to release the breath I was holding in anticipation.
"Our duty to sensei is to make Konoha stronger. For that he needs to be a ROOT that supports this village," Danzo said without missing a beat.
"I will not deny him his childhood," Hiruzen stated firmly.
"You are becoming soft Hiruzen," Danzo accused.
"Maybe," Hiruzen replied without missing a beat and an ensuing silence followed.
After what felt like eons to me, Hiruzen spoke.
"Do you remember First Hokage's dream Danzo. He created this village so that young children like Hatorama here need not die. We both have seen how the world was before ninja villages were formed. We may have been too young to truly understand it, but we know what it was like. I think the best repayment we can do for sensei is to let one of his blood enjoy the labors of pain he went through. I think he would have wanted that."
"Sensei's legacy is the village,"
"And the village is made up of kids like him. And of all kids in the village, none deserves to enjoy the blessings of the village more than him. His family has given too much to this village. It is time the village repaid his family."
Danzo didn't reply. While I should have been glad that Hiruzen was not willing to send me to Root, I can't help but feel for the children that had no one to look after them.
"So, what are you going to do?" Danzo asked once more.
"I can take him to my home. Biwako has recently raised Asuma. She will know what to do with him," Hiruzen stated.
"Fine, I agree on one condition."
"What?"
"Promise me that no harm will come to him, especially from the Uchihas," Danzo asked in a tone that brooked no argument.
I have to say that I was shocked to see that Danzo actually cared for me. The shock only lasted for a moment before I scoffed at the notion. No, most probably the bastard was trying to use me as a reason to get at the Uchihas.
"Uchihas?" Hiruzen asked in confusion.
"He is the last Senju." Danzo stated bluntly before I started to hear the telltale sound of cane tapping the floor which had woken me. I relaxed myself knowing that the danger had passed.
"He hasn't changed much," I heard Hiruzen mutter before sleep once more took me into its sweet embrace.
I was honestly beginning to get amazed with my ability to understand full-fledged conversations. Then again, I shouldn't be surprised. After all, I had been listening to Tsunade rant about Tobirama even before I knew my new name.
As I started thinking about it more and more things stood out in my mind. While my sight and speech were turning out to be a problem, strangely enough my hearing was working fine. Was it because I was mentally an adult? Or is it because of some other thing. Am I affecting my hearing and depending more on it because of the shutdown of my other senses?
I didn't know.
Regardless, I was glad for it. Soon, days rolled by and I slowly started getting my vision back. Not a clear vision I was used to. It was hazy around the edges and a little blurry. But, I could differentiate between the various shapes.
I was also gaining back my motor control. Nothing much, but it felt damn good to move your hands and demands things. Mostly, I demanded food. I was desperately trying to build strength in my small body to get up and go to the loo by myself. As far as reasons went, peeing without humiliating myself was a damn strong motivating factor. Beyond that, I wasn't hoping for much. But that was one thing I refused to be subjected to repeatedly.
A man must have his pride. Even when he is in a body of a baby.
Sleeping, waking up crying either through a wet bottom or hunger, staring idly at my surroundings even when they are not clearly visible, tolerating the cooing sounds every damn female made at me whenever they saw me and sleeping again. That was how my days rolled by.
I also found much to my amusement that the statement that an idle mind is a devil's playground to be really true. After I had got bored out of my mind by staring at hazy surroundings, I found new vindictive pleasure in making lives hell for whoever was near me.
It all started when I realized that my voice box was developing. And I am not ashamed to say I used my developing voice to an alarming degree. My newest way of passing my boredom was to cry out as loud as possible. And dare I say that it drove Biwako through the walls.
After all, I had gone from a very quiet baby to someone who was crying loudly each and every waking moment. My bouts of vindictive pleasure would usually last until I would find my throat dry. After that, I would go back to sleep like the little angel I was. And god help Biwako if Orochimaru was in the room. I literally drove him away from the house with my crying. So much so that he stopped visiting when I was awake.
Hurray to small successes.
And somewhere along the line I started teething. I assure you folks that teething hurts as much as you all would have heard and not remembered. Needless to say, I was crying more often than not and this time it was not even to my amusement.
And you know what the damn idiots gave me to strengthen my teeth on, a damn wooden kunai. I agree that I was in a shinobi household but it was freaking too much. I went into a stupor of sorts the moment I realized the shape of what I was holding.
Playing with chakra aside, I shouldn't forget that I was now in a world where they were training children to be soldiers. It was a resounding reality check in many ways. My mood became subdued for the next few days as I processed what I would have to eventually do to live in this world.
I was so out of it that I even failed to recognize that I was in the same room as the snake bastard. And the surprise on his face was priceless to see when he realized I was not sleeping. And as if that was my cue, I started crying causing his face to twitch in irritation.
By the time seven months old, I was beginning to get enough strength to sit up and wave my arms around. The first thing I did when I got my strength was to try to crawl away with my baby body towards the loo.
Needless to say, Biwako was not amused at all.
It was at the same time that my eyesight was restored, I may not be able to see objects or faces that were in the distance but anything within five feet of me was fair game, and I promptly put it to use too by memorizing faces and items. I would sometimes stare at symbols or any writings that was in vicinity with increasing frustration for a long time trying to memorize it. While I didn't know what they said, I was amusing myself with memorizing various things.
As you would have guessed it was my new pastime. And unlike my previous one, it didn't irritate Biwako much. With that being said, I didn't abandon using my voice either. I was beginning to use it strategically.
I now only cried when I was hungry or had peed myself or someone I didn't like was in the room. Biwako soon started to get the hand of it and would immediately look for the source of my displeasure. It really bewildered her to see me cry every time Orochimaru dropped by. I guess she still thought of him as a darling pupil of her husband. But I knew better.
On my first birthday, there was small party in Hiruzen's house. I didn't bother to note who had attended it, except for the most important ones like Danzo and Orochimaru. After all, the noise of a bunch of kids shouting loudly beside me was a good reason to embrace sleep. And sleep I did.
Being a baby once more was both a curse and boon. While I wasn't able to attend to my own needs, it also allowed me to go to sleep whenever I pleased. I mean there was not much to keep my attention anyway. Let me tell you this, being an adult in a baby's body was the most boring thing one can experience. Even if you wanted to do something, you simply can't.
But then I was rudely awakened by their prodding. And I gave a stink eye to a chibi Asuma who had done it.
"He is so cute…." one of his friends cooed at me.
What the hell dude! I am giving you all a stink eye and you reply with how cute I am. Damn this baby face. I can't even express my displeasure. Then there is no way to it. You only leave me one option. I cried loudly causing Biwako to appear out of nowhere and start cooing to me.
The flabbergasted expression Asuma wore as he watched me calm down in her hands was too cute though. After all, I had never cried when he was near me before.
Well, I think it is time let you guys know of the biggest revelation I had in my short one year in Narutoverse. Yes, yes, I am talking about the timeline. And most of you would have guessed by now.
Asuma was just shy of turning three. With that being established, I have a concrete guess as to where in timeline I stood. While I never thought I was in the era of Naruto, and even had an inclination that I was in Kakashi's era, it was good to know where I exactly stood.
Speaking of Kakashi, I caught my first glimpse of Kakashi just today. Apparently Sakumo was yet to fail his fated mission and he had made an appearance earlier with a chibi Kakashi. Currently Kakashi was holding his father's hands while he was talking to the elders and Hiruzen.
There was no sign of Uchihas though. So, I am yet to get my glimpse on the masked menace called Tobi or better yet Obito now. Even if the Uchihas were present, I don't think Obito would be present here. After all, he wasn't from Fugaku's family.
As I look around the room, all I could do was to let out a heavy sigh. There were both familiar faces and unfamiliar ones. But amongst the crowd there was one face I yearn to see most and it was conspicuously missing.
Tsunade Senju, my cousin and only living relative, was nowhere to be seen. And I think I miss her terribly.
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