On The Skies To Mist Village - 11

The distance between the hidden leaf village and the hidden mist village, was roughly three thousand and five hundred miles.

That was a larger distance than America was wide.

Then again the Land of Fire was one of the bigger countries, granted not the biggest, but it was still bigger than America itself.

Frankly, it was a good thing. If there weren't such massive distances between the great five shinobi villages, tensions would be much higher and there would have probably been more than just three great shinobi wars.

Flight made the trip oh so much easier.

Not because of the distance, but because it made it easier to avoid foreign ninja guarding boarders and such. Especially since with the Shinkugan he could catch sight of any well in advance and change directions or altitude as needed to avoid them.

They left the Land of Waves behind quickly, briefly re-entered the Land of Fire once more passing by, and before long they were into the brief stretch of main land that was once in possession of the hidden whirlpool.

Their main territory was in the middle of the ocean on a large island protected by natural whirlpool formations, but they did also have a stretch of main land given to them by the Senju where non Uzumaki resided, only those of Uzumaki descent or those who married into the clan were allowed to live on the main island from what Daiki had learned when looking into them during his studies on sealing.

Though it was less to do with something like thinking they were better than those not part of their lineage, or any xenophobia or anything and more to do with the fact that it was simply safer.

The Uzumaki for the most part, weren't far off of the Kaguya clan in temperament. They were utter barbaric blood knights, just stupidly smart ones on top of that.

To be honest they just sounded like angrier, more educated redhead Naruto's. Naruto would be the calm, polite one of his clan. And to be fair, when one was as skilled with fuinjutsu as the Uzumaki were supposed to be, it was hard not to go a little crazy.

Daiki could attest to that himself.

'Putting them aside, why haven't we reclaimed this land ourselves?' Daiki thought with a frown as they soared over the land main land itself.

From a brief examination as he flew, it was a rather large area, bigger than a lot of countries from his other life, and the land was ripe with lush vegetation and healthy land.

Not to mention it was annexed between the Land of Fire, the Land of Waves and the ocean itself. The only ones who could reliably attack it were the Mist Village.

'Maybe because there isn't any lands with shinobi here to work as a border again enemies.' he mused.

The Land of Loot stood between The Land of Fire and Land of Wind. The Land of Grass and Waterfall stood between Fire and Stone. And the Land of Frost and what would become the Land of Sound but was currently Tea Country blocked them off from the Land of Lightning.

And….formerly this land and Whirlpool stood between the Land of Fire and Water.

Honestly, it was a genius positioning. That was one thing he did have to hand to Hashirama and Madara, they picked an incredibly defendable area to build Konoha.

But Whirlpool were gone, there was nobody who had authority over those lands now. It was such a waste of land that could be used to expand industry for the good of the village.

If they could turn the whole swath of land into farm land and other such necessities, it would massively increase Konoha's standing even further.

Sure there was some risk of Mist before, but the place had been left untouched nearly since the second great shinobi war, the benefit far outweighed any risk of Mist attacking, and in fact would actually present a ripe spot to target to keep Mist busy if they ever did, claiming such an abundant land assuming another war broke out.

Daiki couldn't understand why the old man hadn't retook it with the Uzumaki gone, 'Unless it's sentimentality, and he's not reclaiming it as honour to the Uzumaki and our alliance?'

He hoped not.

That would be dumb.

Actually, to be quite frank, as far as Daiki was concerned. With Wave not having a ninja village either, he'd see about expanding into there as well. And cut off any stupid little punk ass bitches like Gato trying to operate out of there again.

'Thoughts for later.' he thought.

Better left for when he consulted the old man about it and those who's actual job it was to keep track of lands and shit. And when he could actually start putting plans in motion as the hokage.

Especially if he could confirm the alliance with Mist.

Before long, they had completely cleared the former main land belonging to the former Hidden Whirlpool Village and were out over open water.

And it wasn't long, before massive whirlpools began to desecrate the surface of the ocean.

"Damn." Anko whistled, overlooking them wide eyed.

And he didn't blame her.

There were hundreds of them. Each easily a hundred feet wide in all directions and churning with such force, just one would surely suck in and decimate even larger cruiser battle ships.

They decorated the horizon of the ocean for multiple miles, side to side in a curving manner that seemed to be going in a circular shape.

Frankly, he doubted any standard genin could get passed those whirlpools even with water walking, and even most chunin would struggle.

"That can't be natural." he shook his head.

"It ain't," Anko shrugged, looking away from the water to look him in the eye, "Orochimaru told me once the Uzumaki did it themselves with seals, how I've got no idea, but that's all man made kid."

Huh.

It was tempting to see about looking down into the depths of the ocean to see if he could make them out with the Shinkugan and study them.

But, they'd already wasted a day with what he pulled with the Kubikiribocho, and unlike with that, he wasn't exactly on a time limit of a sort and could always come back this way to check them out.

Besides if he couldn't find them from the surface with the Shinkugan, he'd probably need to assume bijuu mode and dive into the depths of the ocean itself and search them out.

He put them out for the mind for the moment and pushed one, glowing wings of green chakra propelling them through the air over the massive amount of whirlpools and before long, a large island came into view.

An island easily the size of a small country, filled with lush green nature, large twisting rivers and lakes-

And the ruins of a once thriving civilization.