IN NARUTO AS KURAMA

Naruto Uzumaki's lips curled into a mischievous, almost evil grin as he stepped closer to Uchiha Sasuke's unconscious body. His hands quickly formed a Tiger Seal, his intention clear.

"Wait! Naruto, don't!" Hatake Kakashi shouted, reaching out in an attempt to stop him, but it was already too late.

"The Secret of Konoha Taijutsu – Thousand Years of Death!" Naruto declared with glee, jabbing his fingers mercilessly toward Sasuke's backside.

Poof!

Uchiha Sasuke's eyes shot open, a strangled scream tearing from his throat as he flew several feet into the air before landing on the ground with a resounding thud.

"AHHHHH!"

Naruto shook his hand nonchalantly, wiping the dirt off his fingers. "Tsk, Konoha's secret technique never fails. But man, this always leaves my hand dirty. Gross."

Kakashi, watching from a safe distance, covered his face with his hand in exasperation. "Poor Sasuke..."

On the ground, Sasuke groaned weakly, his lifeless eyes staring at the sky. "Naruto… your uncle..." he muttered before promptly passing out again.(T/N: 😂😂😂😂😂)

Naruto blinked, genuinely confused. "Huh? That should've woken him up for sure. Maybe I didn't do it hard enough?"

Determined, he began forming seals again, but Kakashi stepped in, grabbing Naruto by the back of his jacket. "No, Naruto. Let him rest. He's had enough."

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Meanwhile, in the sealed space of the Nine-Tails, Shiro stood observing everything. "Naruto's still impulsive," he muttered, his voice laced with annoyance.

Another figure materialized beside him—Namikaze Minato, Naruto's father. His expression was calm, though his eyes were filled with concern. "What happened?" Minato asked.

Shiro turned to him. "I confronted the Third Hokage. He'll hesitate for now, but the battle of ideologies has begun. Konoha's elders won't back down easily."

Minato nodded solemnly. "You met him directly? How did it go?"

"With my 'persuasion,' I ensured he won't act against Naruto for now," Shiro replied, a sly smile on his face. "But we can't trust them forever. I need to prepare Naruto to deal with the rot in this village."

"Do what you must," Minato said. "I'll watch over things from here. Protect Naruto, no matter the cost."

Shiro nodded and disappeared from the sealed space.

Outside Konoha Village, Shiro stood deep in thought. He muttered to himself as he weighed his options. "Kumo Village? Too reckless. Iwa Village? That stubborn old man would never agree. Suna? Not with their economy in shambles."

His fingers tapped against his mask as an idea struck him. His eyes lit up. "The Sound Village... Orochimaru. He's left the Akatsuki by now. That slippery snake could be the perfect ally. It's time to put the Konoha Crush plan into motion."

Shiro adjusted his mask and began heading north.

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Sound Village.

In the dimly lit underground lair of the Sound Village, Orochimaru leaned over a failed experiment, sighing deeply. "Another failure," he muttered, his tone dripping with frustration.

Suddenly, his senses sharpened. His eyes flicked to the door as he hurled a kunai toward it.

"Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!" he hissed, summoning a swarm of serpents that wrapped around the intruder, dragging them into the room.

A panicked Root member was revealed, trembling in Orochimaru's grasp.

"What do you want?" Orochimaru demanded, his yellow eyes narrowing.

"Danzo-sama... sent me," the Root ninja stammered. "He requests another batch of experimental subjects."

Orochimaru's expression darkened, and he released the ninja with a disdainful shove. "Tell Danzo I'm out of resources. If he wants more results, he'll have to provide more viable test subjects."

The Root member nodded and scrambled out of the room, sweat pouring down his face.

Above him, Shiro crouched in the rafters, sipping from a small flask as he observed the scene.

Orochimaru's sharp gaze suddenly turned upward. "Who's there?"

Shiro dropped to the ground, his movements casual. "Relax. I'm just a passerby, curious about the great Orochimaru's experiments."

"Curiosity isn't welcome here," Orochimaru said, his voice cold. Without hesitation, he flung a kunai at Shiro, his body leaping into the air.

"Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!"

The snakes shot toward Shiro, but with a flash of light, their heads were severed mid-air. Shiro stood, holding a blade that gleamed ominously.

"White Fang Sword Technique," Shiro said simply.

Orochimaru's eyes narrowed, recognition flashing in them. "That technique... How do you know it?"

Shiro smirked but didn't answer. Instead, he adjusted his mask. "You're quick to anger, Orochimaru. Let's not waste energy."

Orochimaru's severed wrist began to regenerate, his body writhing unnaturally as he glared at Shiro. "You're no ordinary wanderer. Who are you?"

Shiro chuckled softly. "Someone with a plan. One that could benefit us both."

Curious but wary, Orochimaru began forming hand seals for a summoning jutsu, but Shiro raised a hand, stopping him. "Enough. Hear me out first. I have an offer that might interest you."

Orochimaru paused, his eyes narrowing further.

Shiro removed his mask, revealing his young, composed face. "I propose an alliance. I know of your ambitions, and I can help you achieve them. In return, you'll assist me in a little... operation involving Konoha."

Orochimaru's curiosity got the better of him. His lips curled into a smile. "What could you possibly offer me?"

Shiro leaned forward, his voice low and deliberate. "The power of advanced technology—beyond anything the Akatsuki or Konoha could ever imagine."

Orochimaru's wariness shifted to intrigue. "Technology, you say? Interesting... But why should I trust you?"

Shiro's words carried a strange, compelling weight. "Because I'm not your enemy, Orochimaru. I'm simply a man who knows how to win."

Orochimaru studied him carefully, but his guard remained up. "And what's in it for you?"

Shiro smiled. "A better future for Konoha. One free from the corruption of its elders. But that future requires your help."

Orochimaru's smile widened. "Very well... I'll listen to your plan. But if this is a trick..."

"It's no trick," Shiro interrupted, his tone confident. "This is the start of something far bigger than either of us."

Orochimaru's laughter echoed through the room. "You have my attention, stranger."

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