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Drip-Drop..!!

"What?"

One moment he closed his eyes for the final time and the next moment he found himself mid-air. 

Thud! 

The sound of heavy rain dulled his scream as his frail body hit the wet muddy ground. 

Kurrghh..

His eyes moved to the side, only to see a shard of glass lunged at his shoulder. His eyes shook at this revelation. 

"No.." He muttered in a panicked tone. 

The pain was one thing, but he knew that he was bleeding out and if this went on he would bleed to death. 

He looked around for a piece of dry cloth that he could use to at least tie up his wound but found none. Let alone finding a piece of dry fabric he couldn't even spot a wet one in the middle of all the rain. 

Faced with no other option he tore off a piece of his get-up, which looked like a blue jumpsuit. 

After he ripped it off, he tried to squeeze the cloth to remove some of the water from the wet cloth but the heavy downpour proved his efforts futile. 

Giving up on trying to dry the cloth, he placed his hand on the shard of glass and took a deep breath.

Krrghh!!

After he took out the shard, he started bandaging his wound with the wet cloth, not noticing the smoke that was coming out of the wound.

Now, with the immediate threat gone, he first has to figure out why his body felt so...unfamiliar. 

He looked at his toes and tried moving them, his eyes widened when he saw it move. The last time he checked he was handicapped and had never left his wheelchair for his whole life.

Also, his body feels a lot more free and full of life, and last but not least...

He hadn't noticed it before but for some reason, his sight was a lot better than it used to be.

Then he looked toward the shard of glass that was lying on the floor, and there he saw his reflection. 

'Ahh,'

Almost in an instant, a wave of realisation washed over him when he noticed the copy wheel pattern in his eyes.

This isn't his world, this is the Naruto Universe. 

He wasn't sure if it was the canon universe or an alternate universe but regardless he knew he was an uchiha.

And being an Uchiha in this world whose name isn't Sasuke or Itachi means one thing and one thing only – death.

He looked at his surroundings and saw the cutting-edge infrastructure and skyscrapers. 

Add that to the constant downpour it was pretty easy to tell that this was Amegakure – Village Hidden in the Rain. The house of a past Demi-god and a future Demi-god.

When he looked at his reflection he noticed his eyes didn't have one tomoe instead they had three – A fully matured sharingan inside of a seven-year-old body.

He shook his head and thought about his next course of action as he stood up and started walking towards the direction from where he flew away. 

He didn't have to walk a lot though because now he knew the reason he flew away here – In front of him several ninjas were lying on the ground, unconscious. 

He hadn't noticed them before because of how bad the visibility was in this rain. 

When he saw them, at first he thought about fleeing the scene, however upon second thought decided to take whatever loot they had on them.

He turned one of the people who was lying upside down and immediately noticed the Konoha headband. 

He was surprised as to why Konoha ninjas and not Anbu were searching for him. Does that mean Danzo is the third Hokage? No way, if he was then the world would've been in ashes by now..but then again he has yet to see the world with his own eyes.

'This might be bad...' His expression darkened with each passing second as his imagination started running wild. It took a minute before he calmed himself down. 

His scavenging wasn't very fruitful, they didn't have any explosive tags, nor did they have a lot of shurikens and kunais, they didn't even have a lot of money on them. 

Judging by the fact that they were alive and were trapped in a simple genjutsu for the whole time he has been here they seem like genins and or, at best, chunins.

Regardless, beggars can't be choosers and as such he just took everything he could and started going his way, or he was about to when a kunai hit his thigh.

!!

Suddenly a surge of pain pulsated through his body – his eyes drifted to where the kunai came from and even though he couldn't see a thing he noticed giant blue flames in the middle of the rain.

His eyes widened when he saw the chakra signature that can only be sensed by byakugan and sharingan users and sensors.

Clenching his teeth and biting his lips he took the kunai out from his thigh and started running at full speed towards the opposite direction. 

He can't afford to lose any more blood, he has already lost enough blood from his shoulder injury but he had no choice – to move his body he needed that kunai removed.

He ran at full speed hoping that that team wouldn't have a sensor ninja with them.

After running for an entirety of twenty minutes, when he noticed that the blue flames were no longer visible, he decided to stop running and catch a breather. 

He started ripping off another piece of his cloth but then he noticed that his thigh injury wasn't bleeding anymore, instead, it was replaced with his smooth skin.

"..What? What's going on?" His mind started racing when he saw his leg injury getting healed and then something clicked – he removed the bandage from his shoulder and then just like his leg his shoulder was also healed.

Many thoughts started racing through his mind and soon his mind froze when a single thought popped up. He never turned off his sharingan since he was here. 

A huge amount of chakra, Superhuman healing and now that he looks at it even though he ran for twenty minutes at top speed he isn't tired at all – these are signs of being a jinchuriki.

"Finally found you, demon child Sasuto." But before his thoughts could wander any more he saw a man with brown hair, his hair tied in a ponytail with his only defining feature being the horizontal scar that ran through the middle of his face – he was Iruka Umino.

"What..did you just say bitch?" Sasuto frowned greatly as he tilted his head to the side.

He has encountered many embarrassing scenarios throughout his life or previous life to be precise but this is by far the biggest one. 

Who came up with this name?! They need to talk with him.

On a more serious note, however, if before he was slightly doubtful now he was sure. He is somehow the fusion of Sasuke and Naruto – The singularity between Indra and Ashura's Chakra, an impossibility.

How did he find out – because his name says it all! Sas from Sasuke and Uto from Naruto.

"W-What? When did you learn such a foul way of speech? I am embarrassed to call myself your sensei." Iruka then looked at him and smiled, "Let's go home now, Sasuto lord third is waiting for you. Maybe we can have a cup of ramen together."

"Yeah, sure. Let's go, I am tired of all the chasing anyway. You guys always end up finding me, it's not fun anymore." Sasuto put his hand behind his head and started walking towards Iruka.

Iruka was silent at first before smiling and extending his hand for Sasuto to hold. But just when Sasuto was inches away from Iruka he threw a smoke bomb at Iruka.

"I knew it!" Iruka cursed out loud, "Search your surroundings, he is trying to run away!" As soon as those words left his mouth in an instant all the nearby ninjas dispersed. 

When everybody dispersed, Iruka quickly placed his palm on the ground, closing his eyes and using his sensory technique. 

Only to notice a blob of chakra standing right in front of him, he lunged his neck backwards with explosive speed, missing the kunai that was about to slice his neck in two. 

Then he opened his eyes, thinking this would be easy, but ended up making eye contact with Sasuto.

"Ahhh..." Iruka murmured incomprehensibly as his eyes reflected the shining red copywheels.

"I never left, idiot," Sasuto cursed and then he started checking out Iruka's gear. He wanted to have as many weapons as he could on him.

However, he couldn't look through Iruka's gear much when he heard footsteps.

Iruka's companions were here.