#danzo would have been arrested and executed and that would have been it
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i never really got over hearing danzo say this.
the fact that he specifically targets kakashi because kakashi has no one to protect him. because kakashi doesn’t have the power of the uchiha clan to back him up, because he doesn’t have any parents to take care of him, because he doesn’t have any teachers to protect him, because he doesn’t have anyone who will ask inconvenient questions or kick up a fuss when he “accidentally” turns up dead. danzo is so wicked and dishonorable that he won’t even confront the uchiha directly to steal their hereditary jutsu - the uchiha are too risky for him to attack; they’re a powerful community and there’s strength in their numbers, but kakashi - kakashi is the only person possessing a sharingan who isn’t afforded the protection of that community. he’s a vulnerable teenager - not because he’s weak (even danzo isn’t foolish enough to look at kakashi and call him “weak”), but because he’s alone. he has no adults to take care of him, no family community to rally around him. he’s easy prey, in danzo’s eyes.
what cowardice, to go after a child like that.
#naruto#pan watches naruto#*#there is so much about this that makes me lose it like#the way grown-up!kakashi is so determined to be the adult protector he never had#for other kids who have no one#the way kakashi gets so much flak from sasuke about having the sharingan and not being an uchiha#when that exact situation is what made danzo target teenage kakashi in the uchiha's place#and just - the way things would have been so different if either minato or sakumo had survived#the third hokage does nothing for kakashi even when he learns that danzo just tried to have kakashi killed#this would NEVER have flown if either of kakashi's real grown-ups were alive#first of all if sakumo were alive danzo wouldn't have dared to come anywhere near kakashi in the first place#i fully believe hatake sakumo could have wiped danzo off the face of the earth in two seconds flat#if the legendary sannin 'paled in comparison' to sakumo then danzo is like. a bug.#and second of all minato would have murdered danzo on the spot#not out of an abundance of protectiveness; minato knows kakashi can handle himself#but minato's a soldier. he isn't hobbled by the third hokage's cowardice and lingering affection#he would never allow himself to be repeatedly undermined by a subordinate like that#if he found out that danzo collaborated with orochimaru and tried to have an innocent teenager assassinated#danzo would have been arrested and executed and that would have been it#if only kakashi had had a grown-up who *actually* cared about him as opposed to the third hokage's performance of affection#but he didn't#and that's what makes him so determined to BE that grown-up for his own kids
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A Dance of Flame and Shadow (3/?)
Summary: There are times when one does not so much meddle with time, as time meddles with them. They were never meant to meet. They always would. Cause and effect can be difficult to determine, but the shadow has always been moved by the light, not the other way around. Time travel, a stable time loop or two, and many casualties lie ahead. DanzoSaku.
I wish I knew how I picked these chapter titles.
Chapter Two: Etched in Stone
She didn't exactly regret knocking the man through a few store fronts and one particularly large house. Actually, it was extremely satisfying.
It didn't really help the situation, though.
He responded to her attack so quickly that any chance he might be some kind of a low-level ninja impostor who'd gotten lucky (or pitied by security) vanished immediately. He must not even have finished skidding before wind blades sliced through the remains of the wooden buildings between he and she.
When she managed to avoid those, earthen spikes nearly skewered her.
Knocking a long range jutsu user out of her arm's length wasn't the best tactical decision she'd ever made.
Still, she wasn't without a few options. Like snapping off one of the spikes and flinging it at his figure in the distance. Or rushing to close the distance between them again.
Despite having improbably terrible intel, he wasn't personally stupid enough to try to block her next punch. He was nimble enough to dodge it outright, though. And he looked more...inconvenienced than strained.
A kunai appeared at her neck. It moved away on its own, given the option between being shattered and retreating.
"Weren't you going to verify my identity?" He didn't sound bored so much as offended that she'd take up his time with something so petty as an attempt to arrest him. Or pulverize him. Whichever happened first. She wasn't that picky, honestly.
"You already did that yourself!" He managed to swerve out of the way of one of her attacks at the last moment, causing her to crash through wood back into the street. A small group of passing civilians startled and then sprinted away from them.
He directed a disapproving scowl at her. "You're causing an unnecessary ruckus. If you simply wished for a fight, you should have asked for it outside of the village."
Why?
Why was he insisting something they both knew was a lie?
It didn't make any sense!
"I didn't ask for anything from you!"
He huffed, and took a step out from the demolished (and fortunately already closed) shop.
The air didn't stir. She saw no blur of movement at all, nor did she hear a sound. One moment he simply stood a step away from her and she calculated how next to hit him.
The next, a group of masked ANBU stood around them.
Well. An all-out fight in the middle of the village between a shinobi and an invader was bound to bring them eventually.
"Explain yourselves." The hawk-mask ANBU spoke in a way that cut through the air like an icy chill. It did figure the one who'd show up would be him. She didn't even know who he was, and yet he always seemed to be the one that caused the most trouble for her.
She straightened, gaze not turning from the man in front of her.
"This one...he claimed to be one of the Hokage's current students. Except he claimed to be one of the Second's students."
"...And you attacked me as if that would clear up your confusion." She appreciated his flat tone exactly not at all. There he was surrounded by powerful enemies, about to be dragged away for interrogation, and he spoke as if he were an instructor at the academy lecturing her for failing a practical test.
Except he was her age and almost completely insane.
The hawk turned his head to the man, 'Danzo', standing across from her. "That scar. Where did it come from?"
His irritation finally! Turned onto someone other than her! Which was good, because if the ANBU gave into the urge to kill someone, she wouldn't be the one getting in trouble. Even if she also wouldn't experience nearly the same amount of satisfaction.
"Having an opinion."
The ANBU surrounding them were silent for a few moments. Sometimes she wondered if they had some sort of jutsu that allowed nonverbal communication between groups of them, or if they were simply so highly trained that they could communicate ideas and concepts without allowing anyone else to realize they were doing it.
Perhaps they were all the strong and silent type.
"...You'll both come to see the Hokage."
"Both of us?" Well, she did destroy part of the village, but it was just to deal with an intruder! A dangerous one at that, as she discovered...after attacking him.
'Danzo' sighed. "That would have settled the matter from the start."
She glared at him. He ignored her as if she did nothing at all.
ANBU were nothing if not efficient, though, and once they all turned in the direction of the Hokage tower, there wasn't really any more time to discuss or glare or...fight. Both of them were marched through the streets toward where the Lady Hokage would be waiting. Where a Lady Hokage would be waiting in not the best of moods, probably.
At least, they marched down that path until they got to the main street of Konoha, a straight-shot to the Hokage tower and monument. The moment they came into view, the man next to her froze. His body stood rigid, his eyes widened, staring straight ahead at the hokage tower (or the mountain, considering his terrible cover story). It didn't look...that shocked, honestly. It was a pretty mild expression.
Somehow he managed not to look horrified, though. The last shred of doubt of his identity should have been ripped away even to the most deluded of spies, and yet he just looked...surprised? Confused? Mostly surprised. And not moving.
One of the ANBU behind him shoved his shoulder. "Keep moving."
She frowned over at him. He took a step or two, but then he only stopped again, still staring up at the mountain. "Hey, you don't want to make them agitated. What are you doing?"
His brows knit, and he gave a small shake of his head. He muttered something under his breath, but she didn't quite catch it from where she stood. His bizarre behavior was just starting to bother her. For someone who didn't seem to be anything like Naruto, he somehow managed to find every possible way to be infuriating and grating the way Naruto used to do when his only concern was whatever prank he planned on pulling next.
Actually, now that she thought about it...his clothes seemed out of place.
What he was wearing was just about the absolute last thing she'd been concerned about when he suddenly appeared out of nowhere, following up an unwelcome kiss with generally being confusing and infuriating. Now that she bothered to look, his uniform lacked any real kind of color. Rather than the flak jacket that anyone chuunin rank or above was issued, he wore a much more primitive form of armor. The kind that fell out of use during the Third's reign.
She shook her head quickly and turned her attention back to where they were going: the Hokage Tower. Looking at him made her head hurt and her blood boil. Just about now, she'd rather face the Lady Hokage than think any more about how bizarre and out of place the man next to her was.
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It probably would have been a little more pleasant just to stand in the middle of the street and confuse herself with the out-of-place nin than face the Lady Hokage.
Well, if she'd proven the so-called 'Danzo' really was an enemy nin trying to infiltrate the village, it wouldn't have mattered what member of the Daimyo's family owned that one tall building she collapsed a few support beams in. Somehow hauling in a strange probably-imposter resulted in a longer lecture about destroying Konoha property than interrogation of the suspect.
"...So you don't remember anything about moving from then to now?" The Lady Hokage settled her chin on her hand and looked up at the young man beside her with an expression that held entirely too little suspicion for the matter at hand.
He frowned. "As I said."
"And you, Sakura, don't remember asking him to do anything?"
As if there were really anything she could have requested that could be confused for 'walk up and kiss me without warning'.
"I've never seen him before in my life."
His gaze flickered toward her, sour. Well. She wasn't about to make up a lie to the Hokage for his benefit. It wasn't as if she trusted him, or had any reason whatsoever to want to do so.
Tsunade tapped her knuckle to her lip. Perhaps there was a long history that only the Hokage knew about of displaced Konoha shinobi suddenly appearing. Apparently from a different point in time than they belong, if his insistence that he served under the Second were true.
If they weren't, he was maybe the most stubborn liar she'd ever seen. Not even a good liar, though. Just a stubborn one.
"Obviously I can't just take your word that something so outrageous is true."
A slim brow rose. Which was almost surprising in itself, because she'd begun to suspect his eyebrows were actually stuck in a permanent scowl. "Obviously."
"Then I'll give you three options." The Lady Hokage settled her hands on the desk, knitting her fingers."Submit to interrogation to determine the truth of your claims, admit to the nation you were sent to infiltrate from so that I can respond appropriately, or be executed."
Executed...
She couldn't help a small frown, glancing over to the man next to her.
He wouldn't really choose that, would he?
He seemed entirely unfazed by the casual threats laid out before him. "I presume Konoha still employs the Yamanaka clan after this time?"
Tsunade's lips twitched up into a slim smile. "Not all of your information is uselessly outdated."
He grunted. She thought it might have been an offended sound, but really...just assigning his responses appropriate emotions made it less of a headache to observe him, so she could have been making it up. It wasn't aggressive, so in the end that was most of what mattered.
"If that's what it takes, then."
The Lady Hokage sat back in her chair then, and gave a curt nod. "I'll figure out what to do with you after we determine if you're telling the truth."
Only a moment or two after she finished speaking, a small group of ANBU appeared in the office once more, having vanished since the Hokage first started speaking to the two of them. This time, at least, they only appeared around the strange man. When they left, he vanished with them.
"Do you think..." She glanced over at the Lady Hokage. "There could be two of them?"
She must have, right? If she was entertaining in any way that the man's story was true, she must have assumed there were more than just the old thorn in her side. Given the condition she'd heard he was in, he probably would have been older than that even if somehow he really were in the wrong time.
What kind of a jutsu would even allow that, anyway?
The Lady Hokage shook her head. "The Shimura are a private family. Even when I was younger I never really got to know any of them. It's possible."
She huffed, looking out the door that the ANBU likely traveled through only moments before. "If he's born here...there's records, right? Even if they won't answer, we should have something to prove he's existed."
"Well, you could try looking." Shizune's voice cut through the office. She'd been so uninvolved in things since they'd been shoved into the office that Sakura had nearly forgotten her senior student's presence entirely. "But if he's really from where he says he is, the records are unreliable. Many of them were destroyed in attacks, and even more were never even recorded in the first place."
That...
That was...
Unbelievably frustrating.
Not that she actually believed him about being displaced without even having a good explanation for how or why.
Because she didn't.
He was definitely just crazy. And dangerous.
And had the actual worst taste in cover identities.
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