Leaf Village Drama

Travis appeared midair, hovering high above the foreign world beneath him. His sharp gaze scanned the landscape, taking in the rolling forests, winding rivers, and distant mountains. Compared to Bleach's universe, this world felt less formidable—its power system structured differently. Yet, there were still strong opponents here, warriors skilled in their own right.

A smirk tugged at his lips.' The world of Naruto. '

Naruto's story was one of perseverance and ambition, centering around a young, determined ninja striving to become Hokage. Along the way, he faced trials that tested his very soul, like the legendary battle against Pain. But while Naruto's struggles shaped him, Travis had no such obstacles—no one here could rival him.

Still… that didn't mean he couldn't have fun.

His senses expanded, locking onto the familiar presence of the Hidden Leaf Village. Without hesitation, he propelled himself forward.

Fshhh—

The wind howled around him as he streaked through the sky, a blur too fast for the human eye to track. The trees beneath swayed violently, leaves scattering in his wake as he cut through the air like a comet.

In mere moments, he materialized on the path leading to the village gates. Towering wooden doors stood ahead, their surface carved with intricate markings, a testament to the village's long history. The familiar scent of earth and chakra lingered in the air, bringing a nostalgic thrill.

His eyes landed on the two guards stationed at the entrance. He barely acknowledged them. Their names eluded him, but that wasn't surprising—these two were practically useless. They were merely a formality, a pair of nobodies standing between him and entry into the village.

Just as he prepared to move forward, a sudden pulse of energy pricked at his senses.

' Hm?'

Turning sharply, his gaze locked onto an unexpected sight.

There, walking casually along the road, was a figure he hadn't anticipated encountering so soon. Spiky blond hair, a vibrant orange jacket, and those unmistakable blue eyes brimming with determination—Uzumaki Naruto.

And beside him, an older man with wild white hair, clad in red robes, his presence exuding wisdom and experience—Jiraiya, the legendary Sannin.

Travis smirked. ' Well, isn't this a nice coincidence?'

He had entered this world during the second season, which meant Naruto was already sixteen, stronger than his younger self, but still far from his peak.

His eyes flicked back toward the village gates.

' Now… how the hell do I get in?'

Slipping past the guards would be easy—laughably so—but he wasn't in the mood for unnecessary trouble. He could barge in, but that would draw too much attention.

' Guess I'll have to sneak in… not that it'll be difficult. '

His form blurred, disappearing into the shifting shadows of the trees.

Reappearing within the village, Travis let a slow smile creep across his face as he took in the familiar scene. The Hidden Leaf Village stood just as grand as he'd always imagined, perfectly matching its anime portrayal. The towering stone faces of past Hokages loomed over the village, their presence adding a sense of history and power to the landscape. The streets bustled with shinobi and civilians alike, their daily routines uninterrupted by his sudden arrival.

Eager to explore, he took a casual step forward, hands in his pockets, only to notice the stares being thrown his way. His attire stood out—too different from what the locals usually wore—and it wasn't long before he felt the telltale presence of pursuers.

'Tch. Not surprising,' he mused, keeping his pace steady. The ANBU were as vigilant as ever, yet somehow, they had allowed Naruto to be bullied for years despite knowing full well who his father was. 'What a load of BS.'

Then, without warning, a presence flickered behind him. A low voice whispered in his ear, "Go into the alley."

Travis barely had time to react before the figure vanished just as quickly as they had appeared. He exhaled sharply, keeping his expression neutral. He didn't want to start a commotion, so for now, he played along, stepping into the dimly lit alleyway.

The moment he did, figures emerged from the shadows, encircling him in silence. Their masks were emotionless, but the tension in the air was palpable.

A single masked man stepped forward, his voice firm yet composed. "Please follow us."

Before Travis could respond, the group vanished again, leaving only one behind.

'Efficient as always,' Travis thought, adjusting his stance before falling in line behind the remaining operative. They weaved through the village, moving with precision until they reached the towering structure at its heart—the Hokage's office.

Inside, Travis was led up to the top floor, where the air felt heavier with authority. The moment he stepped into the office, his gaze landed on a familiar pink-haired kunoichi standing before the desk.

'Oh, I guess she's receiving orders about Naruto's return,' he thought, recognizing Sakura immediately.

Lady Tsunade, the Fifth Hokage, stood behind the desk, her golden eyes sharp as she assessed him. Without hesitation, she spoke.

"Sakura, could you step to the side for a moment?"

Sakura gave a quick nod and moved aside, her eyes flickering toward Travis with curiosity. He took a step forward, his gaze locking onto Tsunade's.

'Damn. She's even more beautiful in person,' he noted. The anime hadn't done her justice.

Tsunade leaned forward slightly, resting her elbows on the desk. "You are the person who entered the village without a permit. That is a federal crime, and we have protocols in place for handling such matters. However, before we detain you, I have one question—are you in any way affiliated with the Akatsuki?"

Travis smirked slightly. 'Ah, so they're still on edge after that incident.'

Without hesitation, he answered, "No, I'm not. But aren't you interested in knowing where they are at the moment?" He let the words hang in the air before delivering his proposal. "If you don't put me in prison, I'll give you details on them—but only if you let me stay here permanently."

Silence blanketed the room.

Shock rippled through the assembled shinobi. To make such a bold demand, especially in front of the Hokage, meant one of two things—either he was reckless beyond belief, or he truly had information worth their time.

Tsunade studied him carefully. 'He doesn't seem to be lying. Either he's an exceptional liar, or he's telling the truth. We could confirm it by checking his memories, but I doubt he'd be pleased about that. Not to mention… he must be incredibly powerful to have entered the village without triggering our security.'

She folded her hands together, her gaze narrowing.

"That's quite the offer," she finally said, her voice carrying a weight of authority. "But whether you stay or not depends on just how valuable your information truly is."

Travis smirked. "Then let's talk business, shall we?"

TO BE CONTINUED