Naruto:The Yajuu Sannin

He picked up the note on top and opened it. It was a nice little note written with elegant handwriting. It was short and to the point, but carried weight behind its few words.

Congratulations on graduating.

I'm so happy you were able to pass.

Good luck and I'm sure you are you will become a splendid shinobi.

He felt his breath hitch as he picked up the box. Over the years, he had received mysterious gifts around his birthday from some unknown person. One year he had received his beloved frog wallet, and the next he had received his beloved goggles. He had always assumed it was jiji, but the boy had spent enough time in his office to know that this wasn't his handwriting.

He gave one last look from his doorway, noticing a small shadow hiding behind a, air conditioning unit two buildings away.

"Whoever you are, thank you so much! For everything," he shouted.

He noticed the shadow fall deeper into the darkness of the roof, before a neighbor across the street opened his window and started shouting.

"Shut up you dam brat! Some of us are trying to sleep!"

The boys face crunched up in a similar frown. "Shut up Tsubiki-teme! I'll do what I want!" With that, he headed inside and slammed the door behind him. The shadow could not help but giggle by the boy's antics as it started making its way back home. In the word's of one if its classmates, it would be quite troublesome if it was discovered that they were absent this late at night.

Naruto woke up as a nasty jolt of chakra burst through his system. He groaned and wanted to return to the sweet embrace of sleep, but he knew that he'd just receive a nastier jolt in another five minutes. Deciding it was time to get up, he lifted up his shirt and pealed the seal off of his chest. Another useful trick he had learned from his books. Shinobi had long ago realized it was much more cost effective to design a new seal than keep wasting money on alarm clocks. Their instincts were so jumpy that they kept driving kunai into their alarm clocks as they went off.

He pulled himself out of bed and groggily meandered over to kitchen. He reached into his cabinet and started heating up a pot of water, before heading off towards the bathroom.

As he let the shower warm up, he stared at his shirtless form in the mirror. After a minute of silence, he began focusing chakra and stared at the dark insignia that appeared over his stomach.

So this was it. This was the source of every bad thing that had ever happened in his life. The source of all his pain, all his anguish, all his loneliness. Even as these bitter thoughts raced through his mind, his analytical side couldn't help but be amazed by the Yondaime's work. The fourth really had been a genius. This wasn't just an efficient seal, this was art. Naruto could only recognize the double elephant seal, but he had no idea what they others meant. This was the step beyond the advanced class. A point that he only dreamed of reaching.

He had initially held some resentment for the Yondaime's actions, but he found that he couldn't stay mad at his idol. The man had to make the difficult decision and had apparently made the ultimate sacrifice in the process. If the fourth really thought he was up to the task, he was going to be sure to prove it to him. Besides, if those close to him saw him for who he truly was, what else really mattered?

Newly invigorated, he tentatively entered the hot shower as a new train of thought re-entered his mind. It had been nagging at him all night. Who could have possibly delivered that thoughtful gift?

He had already ruled out nee-chan. It wasn't her style. She preferred to be loud, upfront, and commanded your attention. Certainly wasn't Kitsune. While quiet, he would be frank and deliver anything in person, not hiding away in the dark. Besides, he had told him he would not give him another gift until he had mastered the previous gift from his last birthday.

No one else came to mind as he dried himself off and headed towards his closet. He opened it and a sea of white and orange stared back at him. He had tried to shake things up with this awesome orange jumpsuit he had found a few months ago, but Kitsune had given it one look before slicing it in half, warning him to never wear it again. So he had stuck with his orange hoodies, until today that is.

He reached into the back of the closet and pulled out the gift he had received from the previous night. As he stared at himself in the mirror, he felt something was missing. He snapped his fingers and raced over to his nightstand. He pulled his signature goggles over his neck and tightened his hitai-ite around his forehead, before returning to the mirror. 'There we go!'

He beamed as he admired his new look. Whoever had picked it out for him certainly had style. His eyes gazed over the clock and he was pleased to note he still had plenty of time. He strolled back into the kitchen, poured the hot water into his cup of ramen, and began his stroll out towards the academy.

By this time, Hinata had already woken up and was getting dressed as well. She had just finished combing her hair, and was leaving her bathroom. As she opened the door, her gaze hardened as she stared holes through the tiny scroll sitting on her desk.

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