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If that proved impossible, then a true evaluation of the Jinchūriki's fighting abilities would be their goal. In a fight for his life (or so he would believe), the boy would go all out in a panic. That wouldn't prove hard to handle, considering all of the team he was sending to capture the boy were all at least High-Chunin level and the boy was, chakra aside, only a High-Genin at absolute best.
A side objective would be forcing the boy's ANBU watchdogs to break cover, which would give his men a chance to discover clues as to their identities AND cause a break in the boy's faith in the old monkey at finding out he was constantly under the aegis of the ANBU.
Win-Win-Win, as far as Danzō was concerned.
At length, he entered the medical lab where the team was undergoing their body modifications. The four ninja were being attended to by several Ne Med-nin. None were on the level of Tsunade of the Sannin, but many hands make light work regardless.
"Operative #34, report." Danzō commanded.
"Agents #543, 647, 753 and 412 will be fully modified by midday, Danzō-sama." the head Med-nin replied in a monotone.
'Agents' were the low-ranking field ninja of Ne, while 'Operatives' were the senior wing. Very similar to the Chunin/Jonin divide.
"And how long until they are back to full usability?" Danzō demanded.
"It is estimated at being between six and seven hours post-surgery." #34 replied.
Danzō nodded. "Very well. Inform me immediately upon the recovery of these four. I will give them their instructions personally."
"Hai, Danzō-sama."
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Later
Sakura's Home
Haruno Sakura grunted in mild pain as her father easily threw her over his shoulder and onto the ground of the small training area that he had in the basement of their house. She hadn't known it was here until her father had decided to improve her Taijutsu. What had made it worse was Naruto was doing exactly the same when she visited him. Her body had never ached more than in the last month or so.
"Mind in the game, Sakura-chan." Kizashi scolded her.
"Sorry, Otou-san." she apologized, "It's just that between you and Naruto training me five days a week, I'm a bit tired."
"You'll get used to it." her father informed her briskly, "As long as you don't overdo it, you should notice that your endurance will increase gradually. Up you get now."
"Fine." Sakura moaned as she staggered to her feet, "By the way, Naruto recommended that I get a better outfit for when I graduate."
"Sensible." was all Kizashi would say.
"Otou-san, what exactly is wrong with my outfit?" Sakura gestured at her battle dress.
"Nothing's wrong, per-se." Kizashi corrected, "It's merely that it's too bright and not armoured. In a C-Rank mission, you would be all but defenseless and have to rely on the Kawarimi no Jutsu, natural speed and agility and pure luck to avoid enemy attacks. Not to mention it would be hard to blend in with the red colour."
"But these are the colours of the Haruno Clan!" Sakura protested.
"You should wear a clan patch on your clothes to declare your clan affiliation, but you should choose a more subdued colour scheme for combat missions." her father advised her, "Preferably with some armour covering your vital locations, if not your limbs as well."
The pinkette winced at the thought of having her arms or legs targeted by enemy ninja and resolved to get armguards and leg-guards.
"Your mother said that Naruto-san was wearing new clothes." Kizashi mused, "Do you happen to know where he got them?"
"He said from a place called Higurashi's." Sakura replied, "Chōji said it was a high-end place."
"They make the best damn ninja gear in Konoha is more like it." the pink-haired man snorted, "The stuff for genin is very reasonably priced given how high quality it is. We'll go there a couple of days before your graduation and buy you a combat outfit. You can wear your usual outfit for D-Ranks. Now, how are you coming along with that jutsu Naruto-san gave you?"
Sakura beamed. "It's such an easy jutsu to use! I don't get why Naruto can't use it himself."
Demonstrating, she walked over to a sparing post and smashed her fist into it, leaving a sizable dent that was shockingly out of proportion to what her skinny arms should have been capable of.
"…you do realise that most people wait until they're Chunin before they learn that jutsu?" her father deadpanned.
"Eh?!" Sakura looked shocked.
"The chakra control requirement to use this technique usually takes quite a lot of time to perfect." he noted blandly, "Yet to you, it's easy. Little cherry blossom of mine, I think I should invest in a genjutsu scroll of mine for you."
"Otou-san, please don't call me that if we're in public!" his daughter whined.
Later
With Naruto
The blond boy looked at the screen in front of him as he sat down at his table.
[Level Requirements]
Some weapons, armour and other items have minimum requirements before you can use them in combat. This might be as simple as a minimum level to reach before they can be used, while others can vary between various stat requirements, completed quests or a certain monster needs to be slain or even a mixture of all of the above.
While training with weapons, all requirements are ignored.
"What a fricking pain." Naruto grumbled. He was only Level 12; Tsubaki and Sumire required level 15 in order to wield them. There went his big plan to cut a swath through Sub-Area 3 of Training Ground 13.
There again, it's only three levels, so maybe he could power level somehow?
Shaking his head, the Uzumaki decided to leave it be for the moment. Everything was prepared for when Asuma moved in. The utility companies had -reluctantly- acknowledged the soon-to-be increase in power and water his place was about to have and his clones, after some trial and error, had turned on the electricity and water for Asuma's chosen apartment. Right now, the taps were all on, allowing any buildup of contaminants and rust to be vomited out and removed from the pipes.
His clones (thank kami for Shadow Clones) had also been busy dusting and cleaning the entire apartment until it looked spotless. If nothing else, it would look good when Asuma arrived. All that was left to clean were the sinks and the bath/shower once they stopped vomiting up rust and dirt.
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