Tears welled up in the eyes of parents seeing their children go to war, siblings embracing one another tightly for the last time, and friends clapping each other on the back. The entire village erupted in applause and cheers, gratitude pouring forth from every corner as these heroes in ninja attire were passing by the exit gate then to the frontlines and fight for the peace of the village.
The death of Hashirama made all the other villages relentless and a huge war never before seen was currently going on because the one they feared the most is now dead and none can restrain the movements of these villages anymore. These events caused a huge stir and demanded more soldiers to fight in this war. Every day, either more ninjas went to the frontlines or some very few came back. Hence, why all these people here to bid farewell on every tuesday.
And there I stood, as lazy as ever, reluctantly dragged out of my cozy spot under a tree to witness this spectacle.
It was alot to take in when I saw kids around 7 years old or less in full body gears going to war. I thought that my life will become a hell of training and killing because of war too, but after some calculations, I thought that it won't be long before the peace treaty will be signed and I won't need to participate in this bullshit for a very long time afterwards.
I will have 20+ years to train.
Even if I laze around and do nothing, I am sure with the Essence, I will become a Super Kage in that time interval... hopefully.
.
I turn and look at my dad who was making a serious face as he looked at these people depart. Gintoki is an elite jonin and a disciple of the now Second Hokage Tobirama Senju, his only reason for not participating in this war is suprisingly...me.
This dude took permission from Hashirama and Tobirama to be exempted of his duties and stay at home for some years so that he could take care of me, until he was sure I remembered him in case he died, and for me to not think I was a complete orphan with irresponsible parents or me thinking he abandoned me, which is kinda admirable, I liked this side of him he tried to hide so hard.
And Ayaka, my mom, the demon lord of the house is a high jonin, also a diciple of Tobirama, but retired after getting pregnant with me, so...
"Sighhh, all these buzz is hurting my head. My legs hurt and in a serious need of cracking my back, so please, let's just go home. Is that too much to ask?" I said tiredly and frustrated as I didn't like crowded places that much, and this is not the first time we are here to bid farewell to people.
Suprisingly, it seems we still have some young Hatake blood amongst us who just went to war now and it would be rude to not honor them with our presence.
Though I am sure they will soon die too.
"Stop acting like an old man, you freaking people out." My father replied in the same tired expression as me, and some people were glancing at me for how weird I was or... looked?
"Isn't it normal for geniuses to be this way? You and mom are calling me as such for sometime now." I said with a smirk and shrugged helplessly.
"Son, what you said is true, but son... there is a thin line between a genius and a creep, and to be honest with you... you are going further, slowly becoming freakish! Not in the good way though." Gintoki said, rubbing his temples in frustration while looking back at Ayaka inside a grocery store buying things, and the problem is, she is in there for over a hour now!
"Tsk, at least I am not called a genius for being a successful murderer." I replied with disdain.
"What do you mean by that? Ninjas are cool!" Gintoki said with a proud look while posing a little.
"Ohh, who told you that? Your parents? Sorry to burst your delulu bubble, but killing people in cold blood ain't cool no matter how you look at it in every logical and sane way." I replied while looking at my father in slight disgust which made him look at me with an extremely tired expression as if I was a lost cause.
"Sighh, son, I don't know where the hell did you get these kinds of advanced ideas as it actually doesn't suit your face at all. But seriously, you need a wake up call. Where do you think we live? Pure lands? This world is fucked up, not as much your head but still close, so you should know better!" Gintoki replied with a pissed look as he was running out of patience waiting for his wife and his ninja experience isn't helping much, though not as much of a stress as Garou spouting bullshit.
"Hoooo, you call me fucked up but you know what's actually more fucked up?
Why not listen to what other children has to say about this matter..." I replied and together with a reluctant Gintoki who didn't know anything better to do, we listened to the conversations happening around us.
...
"Mom! When I grow up I will become a strong ninja!" A kid said.
"Ohh~ that's so sweet I am sure you will sweety!" The mother replied.
...
"Annnnd what's wrong?" Gintoki asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Shhhhh, Just listen" I replied.
...
"Soon, I will go to the battlefield too, just wait for me!"
"When I grow up I will kill 5 ninjas and become a hero!" Another kid said to his friend.
"No! when I grow up I will kill 20 no...50 enemy ninjas!" Another kid said happily.
"I will kill 100" Another one.
"I will kill 500" Another one.
"When I grow up I will become Hokage and invade every land...and...and...become a hero too!" Another one.
"When I grow up, I will make sure to avenge my dad!!" And another one.
"I will slice their throats!"
"I will beat and kill every other ninja!"
"I hate Iwa"
"Me too"
"I will cause a massacre with my toy kunai my dad bought me yesterday!"
"When I grow up, I will torture a girl! and take revenge for my big brotha!"
"I wil fuc–"
...
"Okay okay I get it! I get it! damn! This village is seriously messed up!" Gintoki said in slight surprise as he listened to these monsters-in-making.
"I am telling ya dude, ninjas are edgy and sick! Become a Samurai instead. At least, they are fighting for something meaningful and not bullshit grudges between butt hurt Kages." I said with a nod to myself as besides Shikamaru or maybe the Nara clan and Akimichi Clan in general, I didn't really like anyone among ninjas.
Mostly because they are all messed up in some way.
He was quite thankful he was reborn in the Hatake clan and not Uchiha or something else because that would have been a drag with every moment being a struggle of getting further from logic.
All it would have taken was a fart to scare you shitless and kaboom! 3 tomoe sharingan spinning from intense emotional damage and lo behold, you will become a certified psychopath right there and then because literally no one who has a Sharingan is a sane individual!
No thank you.
Though he was sure his parents also had a screw loose somewhere.
"Your logic is flawed" Gintoki said. Even though he didn't admit it but he quite agreed with Garou, not entirely though because this is the reality they live in and the way of his and everyone's lif–
"At least it's not my life which is flawed."
And here goes whatever little hope he had for this little fucker that he willingly agreed to come out of his balls back in the day "Watch your tongue kid, you are going too far!" Gintoki said as he gave Garou a glare, ready to brawl!
This kid is becoming more toxic with each passing day. He didn't raise him like this, he was sure of that, yes. How in the hell is he this smart and self aware by the way? He knows his genes are awesome but this is getting a little creepy; Gintoki thought.
"Me?! Taking it too far?! Seriously, the bar is in hell okay? When was a day you wouldn't take it far beyond even that huh? Want me to shout my moma's name to BUST your ass like she did a while back?!" I intentionally threatened loudly with my own glare and got some awwww from some men around us who heard me much to the embarrassment of the elite jonin, which made him regret what he said instantly.
"Okay sheesh, chill, I was just joking and ohh look! Your mother also seems to be back!" Gintoki immediately said and quickly approached Ayaka to help hold the bags of groceries, avoiding me and accepting the L for today.
"Finally I will go back and sleep" I said as I happily followed him.
"Ahh, don't even think about it, you will get your chakra refined today and start training, your academy years will start 5 months from now and as a member of a renowned clan I will never let you slack off." My dad said nonchalantly.
"You can't do that!" I replied in shock as I pointed at him with my feet.
"Hehe! we getting physical soon son!"
"Shit"
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Later that day /
Somewhere In the garden of our house:
*pat pat*
"Son, It is time to refine your chakra, the wellspring of power that flows within everything basically!" My dad said with a proud smile while patting my shoulder.
"I don't trust you" I bluntly said without hesitation.
"It's no time for jokes son, this time it's serious, one wrong move and you go boom boom!" Gintoki said with narrowed eyes.
"That's concerning" I replied with a shudder.
"It is. Now, as I told you earlier back this day that I will send some chakra to your back and circulate it for you then you just have to repeat it, and you don't have to worry because it's too easy as the moment I send it, your chakra will immediately act like another skeletal muscle you have. You can even do it yourself but it will take more time to get the feel of it." Gintoki said and we both sat cross legged with eyes closed and father behind my back with his hands attached to my bare back.
"Usually, after circulating your chakra inside your chakra pathways for 10 or 15 times the process will be finished, so have patience..." He said and I nod, then he started to send some chakra from my back, and little by little move it to my abdomen, after that to every inch of my body.
'It's warm' I thought as I already memorized everything that my dad was doing to my chakra.
"Good, now all you have to do is just circulate. I will go and sit to watch from afar." Seeing me get the hang of it, he lazily walked and layed on a cushion in an enclosed wooden strip of floor.
I ignored him and with my eyes still closed, I circulated the blue energy through my chakra pathways like what he did.
"One" I muttered as I finished one circulation.
"Two"
"Three"
"..."
"Fou-"
"Good job son just like that!"
*BOOOOM!!!*
"AHHHHHH! IT HURTS IT HURTS HEEELP AHHHHHHHHH !!" With a small explosion inside my body the chakra started to act up wildly and an unbearable pain suddenly started to course through my whole being.
Just right after, everything went still for a moment and then...
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM *
An explosion shook the garden and the house with dust and debris dispersing wildly.
Gintoki was still laying comfortably with his jaw dropped to the floor from shock as the dust cleared and an image of a battered Garou became visible as he layed curled and immobile inside a small pit.
"Ohh shid!" Gintoki cried and ran towards Garou frantically like a headless chicken.
"WHAT WAS THAT EXPLOSION?!" Ayaka shouted loudly as she immediately approached the duo but then her eyes laid on Garou's laying body.
"OHHH SHITTT!!" Gintoki shouted in fear as he saw the furious Ayaka.
"SON! MY BABY! MY CUP CAKE! WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM?! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!" Ayaka shouted at Gintoki angrily as she grabbed him by the neck.
"I-it's not t-time for this! let's h-hurry up to the h-hospital!" Gintoki said with tears running down his face from fear, barley able to breathe.
*swoosh*
Ayaka let go of Gintoki quickly and grabbed the battered Garou and hurried towards the hospital, her afterimage barley noticeable from the sheer speed.
It didn't take long and Gintoki disappeared as well following Ayaka with a worried face.
The End.