The first day of training under Minato-sensei nearly broke me.
Every step back from the training field felt like dragging a deadweight version of myself. My muscles screamed with every breath. My chakra was scraped down to fumes, and my brain throbbed from all the precision, the drills, the relentless instruction. Minato didn't waste a word—but every one he gave hit like a hammer, aimed right at my blind spots.
I didn't want to go home after that.
Home, if I could even call it that, was just a place filled with silence and space. I didn't need silence tonight. I needed the illusion of normalcy, the comfort of human noise. So I walked the familiar route to the Yamanaka household instead.
Uncle Inoichi's house always smelled like herbs and clean wood. Warm light filtered through the windows, soft and steady. And inside, like always, was Aunt Inoki—already setting the table, her sleeves rolled up and a towel slung over her shoulder.
She looked at me and raised an eyebrow, fighting a smile. "You look like you went five rounds with a bear."
I dropped onto the cushion, half-collapsing. "Just four."
She scoffed and handed me a bowl of rice, piling on a second helping without asking. "Eat first. Be dramatic later."
Dinner was quiet but not heavy. Uncle Inoichi asked a few questions about my training, nodded at my vague answers, and offered a short comment on mental discipline. Nothing probing. Nothing forced. Just enough to let me know I wasn't invisible.
And that was more than enough.
Later, wrapped in a thick blanket in their guest room, I stared up at the ceiling, mind racing beneath the layers of physical fatigue. My body was done—but my thoughts weren't finished.
They never were.
I closed my eyes.
And just like that, I was in.
My mindscape unfolded around me—a bright, organized grid of thought. Screens hovered in midair like silent monitors. Flowcharts glided from one idea to the next. The center pulsed with energy: a soft, golden node—my command hub.
I sat down cross-legged and opened a new project window.
PRIMARY GOAL: SAVE RIN.Timeframe: One month.Mission Objective: Prevent Rin Nohara's death during the Kannabi Bridge operation.
A branching web of options expanded before me—seven potential strategies, color-coded by feasibility. I moved through them one by one, assessing, refining.
1. Convince Rin to leave the shinobi life.Not realistic. As long as Kakashi stayed a shinobi, Rin would follow him. That bond was unshakable.
2. Train Rin to become strong enough to survive.Impossible in one month. Madara's plan wasn't something sheer strength could overcome. She wasn't just up against war—she was up against a god-tier manipulator.
3. Strengthen Kakashi.Feasible. He was the key. If he didn't freeze, if he didn't kill Rin by accident—everything could change.
4. Create a custom fuinjutsu to block the Three-Tails and resist genjutsu.Difficult, but possible. Especially with Nano's help.
5. Tell Minato the truth.Too risky. A four-year-old with future knowledge? I'd get interrogated or worse. I didn't have credibility. I had suspicion.
6. Get Minato to the battlefield earlier.Viable. A contingency seal or alert system could trigger his intervention.
7. Encourage a deeper bond between Kakashi and Rin.Emotion changes decisions. If he saw her as more than a teammate, he might hesitate. And that hesitation might save her.
I sighed through my nose and restructured the plan. Color-coded lines reorganized themselves.
Phase One: Strengthen Kakashi.
The core problem with Chidori wasn't power—it was tunnel vision. High speed. Linear motion. No peripheral awareness. It made Kakashi blind at the worst possible moment.
That's why he didn't see Rin.
That's why he couldn't stop.
But there was another option.
Purple Lightning. Less volatile. Mid-range. More adaptable. Less power, maybe—but what good was power if it couldn't be controlled?
I wouldn't push him to Raikiri yet. That took time. Precision. But Purple Lightning was within reach.
Training regimen:
Refine lightning chakra control.
Develop lateral discharges instead of thrusts.
Integrate Sharingan feedback loops to process motion.
And above all—give him space to choose, not react.
A weapon that didn't trap him in a straight line. One that let him stop.
Phase Two: The Seal(Refined Summary)
Rin couldn't survive housing the full Three-Tails. Her chakra system wasn't built for it—and Madara was counting on that. But instead of trying to force the beast into her body like a traditional jinchūriki, I thought differently.
What if her body wasn't the storage?What if it was just the access point?
Like a computer that connects to a cloud network, Rin's seal would act as a terminal. The bijuu's chakra would be broken down into smaller fragments—partitioned—and stored in ambient natural chakra around her. Earth, water, air—wherever chakra flowed. Only when needed, those pieces would be pulled back into her body in small amounts.
This meant:
No overload, since she never holds the full chakra at once.
Better control, since the chakra flows in manageable doses.
Less risk, since even if something went wrong, she wasn't the core container.
To protect it, I'd use a modified version of Kushina's Adamantine Sealing Chains—not to bind the Three-Tails directly, but to act like a firewall, filtering chakra flow and blocking outside interference like genjutsu or hijacking seals.
And in case of failure?
I'd link a trigger to Minato's Hiraishin mark. If the seal cracked, a pulse would alert him instantly—and he'd teleport straight to Rin.
In short:A distributed, secure seal system. Like a chakra-based RAID array.If I built it right, Rin could live.And Madara's plan would fail before it even began.
Phase Three: Emotional Catalyst.
They already cared about each other. But war numbs people. Loss dulls the ability to see clearly. If I could create a moment—a sharp, unmissable moment—they might look at each other differently.
One moment. That's all it might take.
I closed the file and opened another.
SECONDARY GOAL: Stabilize Itachi. Strengthen myself.
Itachi's chakra reserves were unnatural for his age—but his body couldn't keep up. He was overheating his own system. And I knew where that would lead.
Slow deterioration. Illness. A death sentence written in cellular breakdown.
I wouldn't let that happen.
I started sketching out a regimen:
Nutritional plans to support chakra regeneration.
Physical conditioning to improve strain tolerance.
Meditation and control exercises to stabilize consumption.
Sleep cycles aligned with chakra rhythm recovery.
He didn't need to train harder. He needed to train smarter. His body had to be tempered, like steel under the hammer.
And then there was me.
Skill-wise, Nano gave me a terrifying advantage. Learning techniques? Simple. Mastery? Faster than anyone I'd ever seen.
But mastery didn't mean experience.
I hadn't bled yet. Not the way real shinobi do. Not the way that teaches you what it means to survive.
"Run full simulations," I said. "Kakashi. Minato. All recorded combat data. I need live models."
Screens flickered to life, processing.
Physically, I was still growing. That would come. But I needed a taijutsu style, elemental techniques—something that matched me.
My chakra natures were Wind, Earth, and Water. A solid base for future kekkei genkai. But that was later.
Now, it was about building my first real signature jutsu.
Wind Release: Severance Field.
A field of vibrating air particles. Concentrated resonance. Not a blast, not a blade—something that cut through space itself.
At peak, it could be A-rank. Not world-ending. But it could end a fight.
"Begin analysis," I said.
Nano's voice echoed gently:'Estimated prototype completion: Seven hours. Project Severance Field ready by 11:00 AM tomorrow.'
"Good."
TERTIARY GOAL: Monitor the variables.
Because the biggest variable was me.
I wasn't supposed to exist like this—informed, aware, active. My presence changed everything. The timeline was already bending.
If I saved Rin…
Obito wouldn't fall.The Bloody Mist wouldn't rise.Minato and Kushina would live.The Nine-Tails attack wouldn't happen.Naruto… would grow up with parents.There would be no Akatsuki.No Pain.No Fourth Shinobi War.
The world could change.
But if I thought Madara wouldn't notice?
That was delusion.
He would adapt.
If he couldn't corrupt Obito, he'd find someone else. Maybe another Uchiha. Maybe a Senju. An Uzumaki. Or someone already twisted.
Orochimaru.
I clenched my fists.
He was already dangerous. His students even more so. If I could stop him early, maybe I could save what he would eventually destroy.
But if not?
Then I would destroy him. No hesitation.
And then… there was Danzo.
I'd only met Hiruzen once. I didn't know yet if he was the noble elder weighed down by the past—or something more manipulative hiding behind a grandfather's smile.
But Danzo?
I didn't need time to decide.
If I found out he was behind the leak that got my parents killed, I wouldn't give him death.
I'd erase his legacy.
Root. Shimura. All of it. I'd burn it to the ground and salt the ashes. I would break him piece by piece, until all that was left was a husk—watching the world he built collapse around him.
Only then, when he begged for release, would I let him live.
Crippled. Forgotten. Powerless.
Because some justice isn't clean.
I sat alone in the glowing center of my thoughts. So many plans. So many paths.
But for the first time, I felt clarity.
Tomorrow, I would start building a world worth saving.
And I wouldn't stop until it was done.
The next morning came too quickly.
My body still ached from yesterday's drills—like I'd been thrown into a mountain and told to walk it off—but I was already walking alongside Itachi to Minato-sensei's house for our second day of training.
The streets were quiet this early, the mist still clinging to the edges of rooftops. It should've felt peaceful.
It didn't.
I was too wired.
Too focused.
And maybe a little too excited.
I expected chakra control exercises, some theory, maybe taijutsu forms. I did not expect to open the door and find the future Fourth Hokage knocked out cold on the floor, limbs sprawled like he'd just been steamrolled by a summon.
And over him stood Kushina Uzumaki, her hair flared out like a demon's cloak, chakra still burning off her knuckles.
She looked like a one-woman war.
I swear Minato-sensei gets hurt more at home than he ever did in the Third War, I thought.
I coughed gently, switching into my most innocent, boyish tone. "Good morning, Kushina-sensei. Itachi and I are here to learn from you."
The transformation was instantaneous.
Her rage vanished like a popped bubble. She spun around, beaming. "My students are here! Let's go, we've only got a month—I need to cram everything into those little heads of yours!"
I flinched internally.
Women are terrifying. Especially Kushina. Definitely never pissing her off. Ever.
We left Minato where he lay—still breathing, at least—and followed her into the next room.
The moment we sat down, she launched into a barrage of questions. No warm-up, no soft landing. Just straight into theory at full speed.
"What's the function of a pocket space fuinjutsu? How is it different from standard sealing jutsu?"
Itachi, as calm as always, answered first. "Pocket space fuinjutsu creates a chakra-linked dimensional coordinate—it opens a gateway to store an object in a parallel space. Sealing jutsu, on the other hand, stores the item's chakra signature directly inside the seal's matrix. There's no actual space—it's compression and containment."
Kushina nodded. "Correct. Pocket space isn't just storage—it's reference. You're storing location, not just chakra. Keep that in mind."
She turned to me, eyes sharp but curious. "What's the workflow of a barrier seal?"
I leaned forward. "The seal converts chakra into a solid-state field. That field—reinforced by sealing characters—disperses any incoming force across its surface. It doesn't block by brute strength. It distributes energy across time and space until the force dissipates."
She blinked, impressed. "You two did your homework."
I gave a slight nod, though my heart was already hammering with anticipation.
"Kushina-sensei," I said, "I want to learn the Four Element Seal."
That made her pause.
"That's… an advanced seal," she said slowly. "Beyond your level."
"What if I complete the entire beginner curriculum in two days?" I asked. "Theory and practicals."
She gave me a smirk—the kind that promised pain or pride, depending on how this played out. "And if you fail, every time you see me, you call yourself an idiot."
"Deal."
She handed me the scrolls, still amused, and turned back to Itachi to begin his session. I opened the first scroll and let my mind settle into gear five.
Nano activated in the background.
Its quiet hum wasn't sound, but presence. A processing rhythm in the corner of my thoughts, scanning symbols as I unraveled them one by one.
Not just reading—understanding.
The structure of each sealing character
The chakra flow each line was designed to carry
The purpose behind the glyphs
And most importantly, how these elements could be combined into something new
Seal 01 – Storage Seal (Basic Scroll Type)
Function: Store weapons, tools, or chakra items in scrolls or tagsCore Characters: "Keep," "Bind," "Compress," "Release"Chakra Nature: NeutralDesign Insight: Uses a spiraling compression array. The tighter the spiral, the more chakra it can store without destabilizing. The outer rings act as data pathways—access nodes to call forth the stored item.
Strategic Use: Fundamental for combat readiness. A shinobi can carry an entire arsenal without visible equipment.
Seal 02 – Suppression Seal
Function: Limit chakra flow, seal pathways, or suppress tailed beast energyCore Characters: "Limit," "Flow," "Contain," "Silence"Chakra Nature: Yin-dominantDesign Insight: Forms a network of converging seals at key chakra points. Presses chakra back into its nodes using restriction feedback.
Strategic Use: High-risk control. Can neutralize berserk states—but one miscalculation and you're cutting life support.
Seal 03 – Explosive Tag Seal
Function: Release stored chakra as an explosive burstCore Characters: "Burn," "Burst," "Trigger," "Fire"Chakra Nature: Fire preferred. Lightning adds volatility.Design Insight: Structured like a ripple ignition field. Delay glyphs embedded at the center control detonation timing.
Strategic Use: Ideal for traps and ambushes. With proper chakra compression, it can match a C-rank fireball.
Seal 04 – Binding Seal (Capture Type)
Function: Immobilize a target using chakra-formed bindsCore Characters: "Stop," "Grip," "Seal," "Lock"Chakra Nature: Earth or Water—for grounding and flexibilityDesign Insight: Expands radially when activated, like a net cast across the battlefield. Sub-glyphs bind joints and restrict muscle flow.
Strategic Use: Best used preemptively. Doesn't stop raw power unless reinforced—but buys time. And time is a shinobi's deadliest weapon.
Seal 05 – Detection Seal (Sensor Tag)
Function: Detect chakra presence in a defined areaCore Characters: "Sense," "Signal," "Trace," "Mark"Chakra Nature: Lightning for range, Yin for chakra clarityDesign Insight: Functions like sonar. A tri-node structure emits chakra pulses, returning signature feedback. Glyph arrays sort known vs unknown targets.
Strategic Use: Critical for perimeter defense. With tuning, it can even recognize clone chakra from real presence.
As I studied, I wasn't just absorbing—I was dissecting. Pulling threads from each seal's structure and weaving them into a larger understanding.
These weren't just isolated formulas.
They were parts of a language. A grammar of power. And I was learning to speak fluently.
Every time I hit something I couldn't understand, I paused, ran a Nano cross-reference, then asked Kushina directly. She answered without condescension, sometimes surprised by the depth of my follow-ups.
By the end of the session, I had internalized more than half the curriculum. My head buzzed with formulas, seal arrays, chakra flows, and character theory.
And in the background, Nano compiled a working model of a hybrid structure.
I didn't just want to pass her test.
I wanted to build something no one had ever seen before.
Tomorrow, I'd show her I was ready.
And soon—I'd earn the right to shape the Four Element Seal into something entirely new.
Something designed not to seal destruction…
…but to prevent it.
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A/n-If someone have ideas regarding jutsu above A ranks with earth water and wind please do tell I have some in mind but innovative ideas from readers is also a opener for creativity.
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