Naruto lay down on the armchair in his living room with a frown, today in the morning he had met a girl with pearly eyes named Hinata who apparently left quickly her babysitter ... he made a sad face when he remembered that he again they said demon, the child did not understand why they called him that, the child was going to continue with that thought until they knocked on his door. The boy began to tremble ... no ... no ... No, surely they were one of those villagers. He grabbed a kunai that he had found there, approached carefully and opened the door to then look at his grandfather.
The boy smiled and dropped the kunai, quickly opened the door completely and then jumped into the arms of the old man who gladly gave it back — grandpa! — The boy smiled.
—Hello Naruto, how have you been?——bien incluso creo que hice una amiga— el pequeño niño abrió la puerta dejando entra al viejo.
—Uh? What is your name?—
—Her name is Hinata ... do you know her from somewhere? She has beautiful eyes like pearls,— the boy began to scratch his shoulder below it.
—Hinata ... if she is Hiashi's daughter, she is a Hyūga so her eyes are that way——
—What is a Hyūga?— Asked the boy.
The hokage chuckles slightly — he is one of the four noble clans of Konohagakure. All members of this clan possess from birth their Kekkei Genkai, the Byakugan that gives them increased vision and the ability to see through solid objects, apart from being able to see the Chakra Circulation System. The members of this clan possess the unique ability to expel Chakra from any of their Tenketsu — explains the third professionally, but the boy still looks confused.
—In other words, Hinata comes from a clan where she has special eyes, they can see through things and they can close the chakra—
—That's great, but why did they bother Hinata?—
Hiruzen thought for a while —it must be because of their eyes ... there are some children who tease them because of their eyes or weakness—
—what? Why would they do that grandpa? Has no sense—
—I don't know Naru ... there are only people like that ... by the way, why have you been scratching yourself?— He asked curious about the actions of his grandson.
—I don't know about it, grandpa ... lately it itches me a lot or hurts,— I answer a little worried.
—I see ... can I check?— Asked the worried old man.
The boy nodded while he began to feel pain, Hiruzen gently took the boy's arm and then pulled up his sleeve and noticed a strange symbol, the old man kept analyzing it while the symbol shone much more until small drops of blood began to go out and then go to extreme bleeding, the child made a slight shriek of pain, the old man was terrified and when he saw his grandson, he noticed that he had a strange mark on his forehead and penetrating dark purple eyes, and then his body fell more in a quick movement he wiped it and he fled to the hospital ...
Naruto, he couldn't hear anything ... his body couldn't feel it ... he didn't feel anything ...
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Sasuke was in a lake practicing his great fireball jutsu, he was angry, it was not with someone, but with himself ... he hated himself for not being as good as Itachi ... he wanted his father to look at him , although his greed often got him into trouble.
The boy sighed tiredly when he fell on the bridge sighing loudly, his Chakra was not that big but it was quite big for his age, since he is conscious he has trained a lot having the chakra of a chunin and genin physique. Everything was for his father to see and be like his brother Itachi, he looked up and noticed oxidian eyes that looked at him with concern.
—Are you okay, little brother?— Itachi asked looking at him.
The boy smiled— yes, he was just, you know, training
—Okay ... but don't overdo it—
—I ... don't worry, by the way,— the boy smirks, —do you have something to teach me ... like ... don't ... know ... a fire jutsu?—
—Sasuke you know I love you ... but it's pe—
—Don't worry, you know I can handle it—
Itachi sighs tiredly, but Sasuke was right he was strong and his fool father was unable to see that ... — you know where I keep my things, I'll leave some scrolls where there are techniques but you already know my conditions —
—Yes, I already know… master one 100%… I know… I know—
The two stayed on the bridge enjoying the quiet environment on the bridge, a gentle wind lifted the boy's shirt and looked at a strange grim reaper, the curious boy touched it and lifted the shirt a little more and noticed that it was a type of fox, Suddenly he felt a huge pain that ran through his body the boy screamed in pain, scaring Itachi who looked at him with concern.
—SASUKE!— Itachi approached quickly and worried.
Itachi was more scared when he saw his unconscious brother, he took him with his arms and noticed that his hand was full of blood that came from a strange mark, he quickly went to the hospital worried at full speed.
Sasuke, he couldn't hear anything ... his body couldn't feel it ... he didn't feel anything ...
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Tenten was reading some scrolls again in the library, a guy named Maito Gai seeing how he said his youthful flames next to a boy who looked like him, gave him a special permission to access the Shinobi libraries, the girl with the hair coffee with purple hues thought about that day and a slight chill shook his spine.
—What strange subjects ... but in the end ... they are good subjects,— I whisper with a soft smile, —let's see ... Fūinjutsu? ...—
Plus she felt a strange sensation near her neck, the honey—eyed girl looked at her boar brand that was shining quite brightly.
—Wow ... I was always curious about that brand ...—
The girl closed the book with a smile, the girl leaned back on a shelf and then looked at the clock — 6:04 am ... enough time — she put herself in the lotus position and then closed her eyes.
Tenten, she couldn't hear anything ... her body couldn't feel it ... she didn't feel anything ...
She opened her honey—colored eyes, and then smiled when she saw the figure in front of her, a tall and slim, attractive woman with golden eyes, he wears red lipstick, black hair and a very revealing purple suit for him. taste of many.
—I guess you have to do with this brand, right?— Tenten guessed with a smile.
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Shikamaru really didn't know how he got into that situation, he had only responded to his mother and now he wanted to beat him to death, he was walking on top of the roof lying on the roof looking at the clouds while listening to various noises and curses.
—What a troublesome woman, she just answered him what the problem is with that ...— the Nara muttered quite calmly.
I hear that the door was opened giving the signal that his father had arrived, his father knew that his father would try to calm his mother and several pieces of furniture would be thrown, they would make a lot of noise and that would be problematic for his ears, so he got up and went to go towards where his friend Chouji to avoid getting into trouble more he remained immobile when he felt a huge itch and then went into pain
—W—What ...?— He stammered in pain looking at his leg where a large amount of blood was dripping from a mark he had seen a few days ago.
The child began to lose consciousness, stumbled on his feet, falling to the ceiling and then rolling, falling through the ceiling and falling hard to the ground, falling unconscious.
Shikamaru, he couldn't hear anything ... his body couldn't feel it ... he didn't feel anything ...
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Temari was with her little brother, Gaara playing with the ball with him in the park, the boy was smiling next to his sister, the girl was watching with happiness as her brother created various figures with his sand.
—That's great, Gaara! Try a swan— the girl gets excited.
The boy smiled and made a sand swan that moved quite happily, while that was happening Temari put his hands on the ground creating a mini golem that played with the swan, the boy looked at her in surprise.
—how did you do that??—
The girl smiled superiorly— I realized, thanks to some special roles, I have an affinity for wind and a monstrous affinity for the earth and I was practicing, look! —The girl touched the earth again and exclaimed — Gladiator of Earth! word appeared out of nowhere in his head.
Suddenly a tower a bit large in the shape of a sword appeared surprising Gaara but Temari felt a huge pain prick near his thigh, he looked in pain and noticed that large amounts of blood fell on the side of his leg, he swayed and the only thing he remembers is an exclamation of his name coming from his little brother.
Temari, she couldn't hear anything ... her body couldn't feel it ... she didn't feel anything ...
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Sai some time ago along with his brother had been recruited in root that is a training department of Konoha founded by Danzō Shimura, it is also an officially dissolved branch of the ANBU of Konohagakure. That he had learned when he was 5 years old and had been training, he had a skill in which he specializes in techniques that use ink, in short ... the boy was practicing his painting until suddenly he fell unconscious, falling to the ground in a Hit, from a mark near his chest, a lot of blood fell where it began to stain the floor.
Sai, he couldn't hear anything ... his body couldn't feel it ... he didn't feel anything ...
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Rock lee was with his friend / sensei training like crazy or at least that's what he was doing 3 hours ago, since his sensei Gai had been called to the hokage office, not caring much about that, the boy kept exercising even much harder, with the sun at its highest point, the child stopped thinking about that issue ... since he could remember for some reason, every time he dawned he felt stronger, he felt that the sun's rays gave him strength and above all exactly At 12:00 am exact he felt strange ... something he does not feel many times ... he felt great pride and invincible, obviously he had never told anyone, but even so it seemed strange. He was going to exercise again when a prick of pain made him fall, normally he would hold it ... more on that occasion his legs fell while he looked at the floor with pain, he also noticed that his back blood was falling in heaps, he could not bear it and fell unconscious on the ground as the ground and his back filled with blood.
Lee, he couldn't hear anything ... his body couldn't feel it ... he didn't feel anything ...
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