Kapitulo Bente

[It's happening.]

"What's the status of the especially manufactured infiltration unit?"

[It is monitoring the subject from a short distance looking for an opportunity to snatch the mission objective.]

"Connect me to your live feed. We can't mess this up or our surveillance units will be exposed."

[Alright, so far everything is going according to plan. There you go... are you receiving the feed?]

"Yes. I'm watching. Do a good job."

[Sure will. Buhbye.]

On the screen a spiky haired blonde boy wearing orange-blue jacket. He carried a huge scroll as he ran with a massive grin on his face.

The boy looked left and right then changing direction heading towards a forested area with little human traffic.

Once he became convinced that no one is following he slumped down on the grass and unfurled the scroll.

"Let's see... Kage... Hmmm Kagebunshin no Jutsu! This sounds cool... Alright lets do it."

The boy, Naruto then left the scroll on the grass as he went to a clearing in order to practice the newly learned jutsu.

A monkey then came down from a nearby tree and unfurled the scroll as its eyes glowed.

[We are done recording. That thing is as good as useless now should we burn it?]

"No. Give me control on the infiltration unit. Let's have some fun..."

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{Six months later}

*boom boom boom

The dust settled showing a red skinned teenage boy duking it out with another red skinned boy.

The two are moving at speeds that would make a normal jonin's mouth gape in awe or fear. Awe if you are allies and fear if you are enemies.

After images continuously flashed past while sonic booms can be felt or heard or both depending on how close you are.

In the eyes of those who can follow, dozens of punches and kicks have been exchanged between the two in the span of a single second.

A special mechanism activated in the black haired boy's arm from time to time and a beam of element quickly traveled towards his foe who vanished from his position every single time.

The black haired boy swung backwards and smiled after he felt the attack connecting to something but frowned at the unusual consistency of a sand clone.

He cursed inwards and crossed his arms, a downward kick landed on it sending the sand below his feet outward like in an explosion.

The boy groaned and the artificial arm almost broke from the force of the kick.

"BREAK!"

The two quickly stopped after hearing the signal. Their skin still emitting some kind of smoke from the execution of a well known forbidden technique.

"I still don't think I'll last more than four minutes in this mode."

Kankuro huffed and puffed as he struggled to catch his breath.

"Well you are already improving. You didn't even last one minute when we started this training a month ago."

Gaara said as his skin returned to its normal color. He checked the artificial arm he made for Kankuro and replaced some parts. Unlike his brother, Gaara is breathing normally as if he didn't partake in the intensive fighting at all.

"Compared to Temari you didn't really focus training your Body Activation Jutsu so this result is just as expected."

Temari arrived with a sneer decorating her face as she looked at Kankuro.

"Konohagakure sure are filled with talented people to be able to come up with these techniques. Are you sure those tree huggers are going to let it be if they found out we've stolen their techniques?"

Temari is filled with praises for Konoha. She even believed the tree hugger village to be their benefactor. The whole shinobi lineup of Sunagakure learning these two techniques alone will be bring a huge difference in facing future difficulties.

"They should have some suspicions at first, but the difference in effects will make them believe that we aren't just copying their techniques. Besides are you planning to let them know that you can open the eight gates without severe consequences?"

Kankuro nodded by the side.

"He's right. We have to stay vigilant. Let's be quick and be done with this mission. I heard we will be sent to Konohagakure for the Chunin exams. I think there's something going on in the dark with this decision. Our promotion was purposely delayed for a long time seemingly for us to be able to participate on this particular exam. My gut tells me that something is amis..."

Kankuro paused and his face reddened while Temari laughed out loud as she teased her brother.

"I think your GUT disagrees with you. I think it's saying 'I'm hungry' or something like 'give me food' instead of your weird conspiracy theory nonsense. You guys wash up first I made some curry for dinner."

In reality, Gaara's kinjutsu robbing operation yielded more than just the eight gates release formation but also dozens of kinjutsu mostly made by the second Hokage Tobirama Senju some also came from minor families like the Hyuga, Might, Uzumaki and others.

Among these techniques however Gaara is most interested in learning Eight Gates Formation, Mutually Multiplying Explosive Tags, Edo tensei, Eight trigrams seal, Flying Raijin, Reaper Death Seal, Cursed Seal, and Fury Seal.

From these techniques, he is only willing to share eight gates release formation in the meantime. Not until his clones mastered cursed sealing and the other techniques.

Other kinjutsu from the scroll can also be used for reference and research purposes.

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"Everything has been taken care of Lord Orochimaru. The Sand agreed to the secret meeting and the recipe for the 'special surprise' has been prepared. All we need now is to wait for wheels of fate to start spinning."

Kabuto reported to Orochimaru the progress of their plans on Konoha.

"Good work as always Kabuto. Before you leave for Konoha be sure to inform your previous employer. He'd be sad if you suddenly stopped sending him love letters. Hehehehe"

Sweat started to form on Kabuto's face. The leaking murderous aura from Orochimaru alone is enough to cause paralysis to his entire body.

Nevertheless, Kabuto enjoyed it. The feeling of danger, being within the embrace of death with every move he made. The relief for each encounter can only be described to be similar to when one who pulled the trigger on an empty barrel in a match of Russian roulette.

"As you wish. Orochimaru-sama."