Naruto's Review : First Viewer is Senju Tobirama?

"If you don't want Kankuro and Temari to get hurt, come to XX location before midnight tonight."

"Don't think about notifying Ebizo or any Sand Village ninjas. I'll have someone watch you."

"You wouldn't want your older siblings to become corpses, would you?"

The note was simple, but it made Gaara extremely angry.

He didn't know whether this note was a prank or not.

But given that this mysterious person was able to enter his house unnoticed and leave a note behind, the possibility of it being a prank was very small.

After all, Gaara was the designated next Kazekage of the Sand Village.

There were plenty of Anbu ninjas protecting his home.

For someone to sneak into his house with such effort, it couldn't just be for a prank.

Who in the world would be so crazy?

"Daring to use Kankuro and Temari to threaten me."

"No matter who you are, you're as good as dead."

Gaara had made up his mind. He was going to personally kill this person who didn't know their place.

Did they think the One-Tail inside him was harmless?

It had been a while since he had killed anyone on a mission, and now it was time to make some noise. Let the ninja world know that Sand Village had someone like him.

Thanks to his familiarity with Sand Village, Gaara easily slipped out of the village from a hidden corner, without alerting anyone.

The location Black Zetsu designated was perfect.

On one hand, it was far from Sand Village.

Even if a fight broke out, no Sand ninja would be able to detect it.

On the other hand, it was very close to the borders of the Land of Wind and Rain.

To reach this place before midnight, Gaara would need to push himself to the limit.

In doing so, it would drain his chakra and prevent him from being in peak condition for a short while.

At the same time, once Gaara is dealt with here, Black Zetsu can take the One-Tailed Jinchuriki back to the Hidden Rain Village and quickly extract the One-Tail from within Gaara.

Black Zetsu was already prepared, just waiting for Gaara to arrive.

"Black Zetsu, what if the One-Tailed Jinchuriki doesn't show up?"

At the designated meeting place with Gaara, Kisame, who had a shark-like face, grinned and spoke, his expression showing a bit of impatience.

"Don't worry. From what I know about him, he will definitely come."

"I'm saying what if, you know? Madara-sama gave me the task of monitoring Uchiha Itachi. Coming with you on this mission was really risky for me."

Black Zetsu felt a sense of disdain inside.

Madara Uchiha? 

That masked man was actually Obito in disguise.

As for risk? What risk?

Would Obito really dare punish Kisame?

With Obito's strength, if he tried to make a move on Kisame, who knows who would end up punishing whom.

"I am the will of Madara. If you work with me, Madara won't blame you."

"I hope so."

Kisame swung his sword, Samehada, waiting somewhat bored.

The desert night was very cold.

Even Kisame, who was known as the tail-less beast, could feel a slight chill.

"Zetsu, aren't you cold?"

"I'm never cold."

"Why aren't you cold?"

Obviously, Black Zetsu, being an entity created by the Otsutsuki Kaguya using Yin-Yang Release, was naturally immune to both cold and heat.

"I am the embodiment of Madara's will. Have you heard of someone's will being cold?"

"Sounds like it, yeah."

Kisame thought for a moment and realized that Black Zetsu did have a point.

So, he decided not to continue this topic and instead brought up another one.

"By the way, Zetsu, can you tell me why you're so dark? And also, are you really good at picking cotton?"

"Don't talk if you can't speak properly. My skin color is natural, and it has nothing to do with picking cotton."

Black Zetsu seemed really angry.

Anyone with dark skin would be upset if they were said something like that.

This skin, it was a gift from its mother, it was noble, it was sacred, completely different from those black slaves.

"Sorry, Zetsu. I apologize for what I said earlier."

Kisame was straightforward, and when he saw that Black Zetsu was really upset, he immediately apologized.

"Fine. I forgive you."

Just as Black Zetsu said it forgave Kisame, it didn't expect that Kisame's next words would anger it again.

"By the way, Zetsu, do you eat watermelon?"

"Eat your grandfather! We're doing serious work here, can't you be a little more serious?"

"I can't help it. I want to be serious too, but I'm really bored."

"If you're bored, go pee and play with sand. Stop messing with me over and over again."

"How about we play with sand together? I'm telling you, Zetsu, my urine amount is huge. I could definitely build a very magnificent castle."

"Get lost!"

"Okay!"

Black Zetsu rubbed its non-existent temples and watched as Kisame really ran off to play with sand. It thought to itself that the people in the Akatsuki really were becoming harder and harder to control.

Luckily, it was decided to start the tailed beast capture plan early. Otherwise, by the time the Three-Tails is revived over a year later, the situation might be even worse than it is now.

"Wait, once I save my mother, all of you will die."

Under the moonlight, in the sparse desert, Gaara was running quickly toward the location that Black Zetsu had pointed out.

After spending hours getting close to the location, Gaara couldn't help but feel a bit out of breath.

With only a short distance left, Gaara began to recover his stamina, slowly walking toward the meeting place.

Not long after, he saw a person with a shark-like face, playing with the sand, building a castle.

Gaara, who was bold and fearless, didn't hide his presence. He immediately spoke up: "Hey, are you the one who kidnapped Kankuro and Temari?"

The man, Kisame, who had been focused on playing with the sand, showed a slight look of regret after hearing Gaara's voice.

"It's a pity... I was almost finished."

He shook his head, thinking that the main task was still more important.

Holding the sword Samehada in his hand, Kisame casually swept it, and the nearly finished sand castle was completely destroyed.

Then, he didn't answer Gaara's question. Instead, he took Samehada and ran toward Gaara's direction.

The sooner he finished, the sooner he could leave.

He still needed to go back and continue monitoring Itachi Uchiha.

"Swish~"

Kisame reached Gaara and immediately swung his sword to strike.

Gaara didn't even try to dodge.

Because he knew the sand beneath his feet would defend him.

And indeed, that was the case.

Facing Kisame's slash, the surrounding sand immediately formed a sand shield to block the Samehada.

"Where are Kankuro and Temari? Tell me, and I might consider sparing your life."

Gaara's expression was calm, without a hint of panic.

This was the desert, his home turf.

In this place, he feared no enemy.

"Heh, looks like I've been underestimated," Kisame chuckled.

He then jumped back, planting Samehada into the ground, and began forming hand seals quickly.

"Water Style: Great Damned Technique~"

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