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Chapter 219 Naruto vs The Elder Part 2
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Haruhiko moved first, surging forward with the sudden speed of a seasoned Hyūga, intent on closing the distance before Naruto could set the pace.
He ran straight into a wall of motion.
Shadow clones burst into existence around him, fists and feet snapping out in coordinated strikes, forcing him to twist and weave as Gentle Fist deflections met solid impacts.
In the same breath, Naruto jumped slid several meters to the side in a blur of movement, as a compact shortbow appeared in his hands. The string was drawn and released in one smooth motion.
Twang.
The arrow tore through the air, aimed straight for Haruhiko's center mass. The elder caught the arrow with a snap of his wrist and, without breaking stride, flung it back at Naruto like a javelin.
Naruto's eyes tracked it instantly. He calculated the path and saw the trap. If he dodged, Haruhiko would already be angling to strike from his blind spot. Instead, Naruto fired another arrow, intercepting the one that had been thrown at him. The collision bent the returning arrow's trajectory midair, sending it curving sharply toward Haruhiko's flank.
The elder pivoted, leaping back with controlled precision to avoid it, just in time for Naruto's next arrow to come screaming toward his chest.
Haruhiko caught this one too. But as his fingers closed around the shaft, the storage seal etched along the wood flared. The arrow popped open with a burst of chakra, revealing a flashbang.
The detonation of light flooded the hall in a blinding burst. Haruhiko was forced to close his Byakugan against the searing white.
When his vision cleared, his eyes widened.
He was surrounded.
A dozen Naruto shadow clones stood in a ring around him. The strings sang as they released in perfect unison.
Haruhiko's body shifted into instinctive defense. Chakra poured from every tenketsu, forming a shimmering field before his entire frame spun into motion.
Eight Trigram: Palm Rotation!
Chakra surged outward, forming a dense, whirling barrier that shredded the incoming barrage into harmless fragments. The instant the rotation ended, Haruhiko lunged.
But Naruto wasn't there.
Haruhiko twisted sharply, Byakugan flaring as he tracked for Naruto and Naruto was already behind him. Then to the left. Then above. Each reappearance came with a strike. A back-and-forth rhythm so fast it forced Haruhiko to turn again and again, palms snapping up on instinct, Gentle Fist forming just in time to defend.
Too late.
Naruto twisted mid-flicker, body already coiling into motion, and brought a downward kick crashing into the side of Haruhiko's head. The impact snapped the elder's face sideways, chakra rippling violently from the point of contact.
Haruhiko retaliated on reflex, palm thrusting out. The figure he struck burst into smoke.
A clone.
That's strange… Naruto thought, even as his body flowed into the next motion. Why did it feel like the Byakugan couldn't see that kick coming from the side?
The answer hovered just out of reach. Naruto didn't slow down to think about it as he already had a plan. He formed two distinct hand seals at the same time, each hand weaving its own jutsu.
Several of the Hyūga elders stiffened in open shock as they realized two jutsu had been formed at the exact same time.
Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!
At the same instant, his shadow clones formed and inhaled.
Wind Style: Wind Bullet!
The compressed gusts punched straight through the fireball. The moment they passed through, they ignited, turning into roaring fire-laced projectiles that detonated on contact, blasting the air apart in staggered explosions.
Haruhiko surged through the chaos, robes snapping, palms flashing as he slipped between bursts. Then his foot stopped.
Just for a fraction of a second.
Invisible force of telekinesis seized his ankle. His eyes widened as the firestorm closed in.
Eight Trigrams: Vacuum Palm!
A thunderous palm strike detonated the fireball midair, the explosion tearing the flames apart in a concussive blast that rattled the dojo walls. Smoke and heat washed outward and when it cleared, Haruhiko found himself surrounded. Two perfect rings of shadow clones had formed around him, evenly spaced, bows already raised.
Naruto's voice rang out, sharp and loud, carrying the cadence of a drill instructor. "Firing squad! Ready?!"
Haruhiko snarled, veins standing out along his temple. The sheer disrespect burned hotter than the flames had. This boy wasn't just fighting him.
He was mocking him.
"Fire!"
Arrows launched in unison.
Haruhiko moved instantly, Gentle Fist flowing as his palms struck, deflected, shattered shafts midair. But something was wrong.
The moment he turned to deflect one volley, another came from behind. When he pivoted again, arrows came from his flank. The firing never stopped, but it never came from the same direction twice.
The clones were coordinating.
From the observation seats, Hiashi's breath caught.
"…Hinata," he said quietly. "Did you tell Naruto about the Byakugan's weakness?"
"No, I didn't." Hinata's fingers tightened in her sleeves as realization dawned. He's testing it. He's forcing Grandfather to turn. To rotate. To rely on the Byakugan's coverage instead of positioning. He's mapping the blind spot in real time.
Haruhiko roared, chakra flaring violently.
Eight Trigrams: Sixty-Four Palms!
He burst forward.
The clones vanished under the storm of strikes. Two palms. Four. Eight. Sixteen. Thirty-two. The final barrage tore through the rings, smoke and dissipating chakra filling the air as the last clones collapsed.
When the motion ended, only two figures remained.
One stood to the north. One to the south. Both identical, calm but holding different tools.
Haruhiko's Byakugan blazed as he stared between them, but the chakra signatures were so perfectly balanced that even his eyes couldn't tell which one was the original.
The northern Naruto lifted a sorcerer's catalyst.
"Pick carefully," he said lightly.
The southern Naruto raised a Thorolund talisman. "The wrong choice might come back to bite your ass."
The wind shifted.
In the next second, all three moved.
Eight Trigrams: Dual Vacuum Palm!
Haruhiko palms snapped forward in perfect symmetry. Chakra compressed at the tenketsu in his hands, forming twin vacuum shells shaped by Gentle Fist principles. They tore through the air with shrill force, aimed precisely at the Narutos' vital points.
Both figures reacted at the same time.
The moment the vacuum palms hit, both Narutos burst into smoke but not before unleashing their attacks.
Lightning Spear Miracle!
Soul Arrow!
A lance of lightning erupted forward, moving so fast it blurred into a golden streak. Haruhiko barely had think before it struck him square in the chest.
The impact was brutal.
Lightning tore through muscle and chakra alike, ripping through his defensive flow. His arm went numb instantly, robes blackening and splitting as electricity carved a burning path across his torso. The force twisted him sideways, boots skidding as the stone beneath his feet cracked.
Before he could breathe, the Soul Arrow hit.
Pure force slammed into his face like a siege hammer. The elder was lifted clean off the ground as he was hurled backward before slamming down hard, bouncing once before skidding to a halt.
Silence followed.
Haruhiko coughed, blood splattering the floor as he struggled to push himself up. His arms trembled. His breath came in ragged gasps. Every movement sent pain screaming through his body.
Then the air shimmered.
Distorted light peeled away, and Naruto stepped forward as the Hidden Body Invisibility spell faded from around him.
"So," Naruto said casually, tilting his head, "you wanna give up and hand over the Byakugan?"
Haruhiko stared at him, disbelief and fury twisting together.
All that effort. All that damage.
He'd been fighting shadow clones. And it had still been one of the hardest battles of his life. His fingers curled into the floor as he forced himself upright, teeth clenched hard enough to creak.
Slowly and painfully, Haruhiko drew himself back into a Gentle Fist stance.
"You know," Naruto said, scratching the back of his head, "you'd almost be respectable if it weren't for the stick shoved up your ass."
His eyes sharpened.
"And the fact that you're an asshole."
Haruhiko exhaled deeply, blue chakra flared once more, this time shaping into massive, roaring lion heads that enveloped his fists.
Gentle Step: Twin Lion Fists!
The chakra shrouds radiated a suffocating presence, and every Hyūga in the room knew exactly what would happen if those lions touched Naruto's chakra network. They would drain it dry in seconds.
The elder advanced, the lions snapping as if eager to tear into their prey.
Naruto gave some shadow boxing as he approached.
The elder's Lion Fist snapped forward in a sharp probing strike.
Naruto knocked it aside with his forearm, feeling the drag of chakra scrape along his skin, and answered with a quick jab aimed at Haruhiko's jaw.
The elder didn't block.
Instead, his torso rolled with the punch, the second lion surging upward in a tight arc toward Naruto's sternum. Naruto shifted his shoulder just enough for the chakra fangs to skim past his chest, then fired back with a compact right hook toward Haruhiko's temple.
The lion caught it.
Its jaws clamped around Naruto's fist for a split second before Haruhiko twisted, shoving the blow aside and stepping in to crush the distance. Naruto rammed his left shoulder forward, knocking the elder off line, then snapped an uppercut from his hip toward Haruhiko's chin. The lions crossed in front of the elder's face, absorbing the strike before whipping outward in a spinning counter. One lion dove low for Naruto's ribs, the other snapped high for his temple.
Naruto dropped his elbow to block the low strike on bone and drove a straight right into Haruhiko's guard. The impact rippled through the chakra shell but didn't break it. Haruhiko rolled with the force and sent his rear lion stabbing toward Naruto's diaphragm.
Naruto's left hand shot down, catching the lion's jaws at the wrist. He twisted hard and buried a punch into the elder's liver. Haruhiko's breath hitched, but his feet never stopped moving. He pivoted around Naruto's flank, lions sweeping in looping arcs, attacking from angles that were brutal to track.
Naruto answered with aggression. A sharp triple jab forced the lions high, then he dipped low and drove a shovel hook toward the ribs. The elder intercepted it on a lion's elbow joint and spun, sweeping a foot across the floor.
Naruto hopped the sweep, pivoting to keep outside position. The lions flared instantly, jaws snapping in wide arcs, forcing him to constantly adjust his guard.
Each collision cracked the air. Several Hyūga elders gasped as even their Byakugan struggled to follow the speed.
Both fighters stepped back.
Naruto casually lifted the Estus Flask and took a single gulp. Golden light washed over his body, bruises evaporating as if it had never existed. In the span of a heartbeat, he looked completely untouched.
Haruhiko felt something inside him fracture.
Had the exchange before meant nothing? Had Naruto been humoring him this entire time?
"If you've got nothing left to show me," Naruto said flatly, wiping his mouth, "let's just end this."
"Remember this, boy. A single moment decides the fate of shinobi."
He slid into the stance.
Eight Trigrams: Sixty-Four Palms!
Naruto rolled his shoulders. "And you should remember something too." His voice was calm, almost bored. "The next generation always surpasses the old."
Whether it was mockery, warning, or simple fact, no one could tell.
Naruto mirrored the stance of the Eight Trigrams: Sixty-Four Palms!
"Without the Byakugan," Haruhiko snarled, "your mockery of the Gentle Fist will fail."
"Oh, hurry up," Naruto snapped. "I wanna go to sleep."
They moved.
Two strikes.
Naruto answered with two punches.
Four strikes.
Four punches landed faster and heavier.
Eight strikes.
Eight punches, each one landing before Haruhiko's palms could even reach their mark.
Sixteen.
Sixteen.
The Hyūga watched in stunned silence as the sacred cadence of their clan technique was reduced to raw violence. Naruto wasn't striking tenketsu.
He was just punching.
Thirty-two strikes came from Haruhiko and thirty-two punches slammed into his guard, cracking bone, disrupting balance, shattering posture.
Then sixty-four.
Naruto moved like a storm breaking loose.
"Uzumaki Combo!" he shouted, voice echoing through the dojo. "Sixty-Four Punches!"
Punches rained down in a brutal parody of the technique. Naruto further mocked the elder by fixing his hair in the middle of it all. The final blow was a haymaker.
It hit Haruhiko square in the face.
The impact shattered teeth, broke his jaw, fractured his skull, and drove him into the floor hard enough to crater the stone beneath him.
Silence.
Blood pooled around the elder's head as he lay broken, barely conscious.
"H… how…?"
Naruto looked down at him. "How what?"
He crouched slightly. "How I hid from the Byakugan? Easy. I split my chakra evenly between my clones and let one act as command. Once I figured out your blind spot, I just turned into invisible hummingbird and stayed there."
No one spoke.
Even explained, none of them could truly process what they'd just witnessed.
"…Were you holding back?"
Naruto scratched his cheek. "Kinda. I thought about going all out and using my swords." He smiled. "But crushing you like a bug was more fun. Dattebayo."
A shudder ran through the hyuga clan.
Monster.
Naruto extended his hand. The eye in his palm opened, space itself bending as invisible force of telekinesis reached for the Byakuga and stopped.
A hand closed around Naruto's wrist.
"That's enough," Hiashi said quietly. "Naruto-san."
Naruto glanced at Hiashi, then back at the broken elder. "…It will be after I get my prize."
Hiashi stiffened. "Naruto-san, I must implore you to reconsider." His tone was measured and authoritative. "The Byakugan is not something that can be given to outsiders. It is not a possession. It is the foundation of our clan."
"So you're stepping in because the eye can be stolen?"
Hiashi met his gaze without flinching. "Yes. But know this as well. Had you lost, I would have intervened before any forced betrothal took place." His voice carried the weight of command. "That much I would never allow."
Naruto snorted softly. "So what? Bygones be bygones?"
"No." Hiashi moved.
The shift was instant.
Haruhiko barely had time to gasp before Hiashi's palm struck. There was a wet, sickening sound. The Byakugan detonated in Haruhiko's skull like shattered glass. The old man screamed, animal pain as blood poured down his face and his body convulsed against the floor.
"AAAGH— MY EYES—!"
The scream echoed through the dojo, cutting through the Hyūga spectators like a blade. Several turned away. Others stood frozen anf pale.
Hiashi withdrew his hand, expression unmoved.
"A punishment befitting his actions," he said evenly. "He abused his authority, endangered the clan, and attempted to bind my children for political leverage. This ends here."
Naruto stared at the writhing elder for a moment. "…Not gonna lie," he said flatly, "that was disappointing."
"Disappointing?"
"I won the bet fair and square. That was just you cleaning house."
Silence followed.
Then Hiashi inclined his head slightly. "Then what do you consider adequate compensation?"
Naruto's grin returned. "Simple."
He raised two fingers, tapping beneath his eyes. "Give me two Hyūga jutsu. One for each eye I won't have."
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Author's Note: The chapter is fairly straight forward, I don't think I have any Q and A. Now my question to you guys: What two Hyūga Clan jutsu would you like to see DS1 Naruto learn?
This was actually an idea suggested on p@treon, and since I really liked the concept of Naruto improving his Poise Breaker taijutsu by integrating Gentle Fist techniques, it ended up making its way into the story.
So yeah, if you want Naruto to pick up any canon Hyūga jutsu, feel free to suggest them. And if you've got fanon or original Hyūga-style techniques you've made up and want to see him use, drop them in the comments below.
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That's it… for now.
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Adam
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