Ninja's hero

The team stretched as they left the tower. It was early morning, sure. Were they tired? Little bit. Were they eager to get home? In a roundabout way, sure why not. Did they have a long month ahead of them? Oh boy yeah. Was that going to stop Uzumaki Naruto? "Phsst, you know who you're talking to right?"

"All I'm saying is that you're going to be very busy with Ino, Sakura and yourself," Izuku raised his hands placatingly.

"Yeah? What was you're saying again? Ain't fun if it's too easy?" Naruto shot back. "I'll handle it, you however, are leaning all these new techniques, not to mention messing with elemental mixing, you do have your puppet right?"

"Along with the colony now living with me and the contract with a ninken yes, Hinata has graciously also offered to help me with my tenketsu knowledge in between her spars with Gaara, luckily that means I can still help Sasuke with his Rasendori," They'd had a busy week in the tower, between training, Izuku had gone to talk with many of their fellow genin, getting them to teach him some techniques they were using. Shino's insect technique, Kankuro's puppet technique and Gaara's sand technique to name a few. "Lee was almost through the roof with joy at teaching me the styles he uses," Naruto knew that was meant literally as the bowl-cut ninja was an excitable one. The team also had a conspiracy that Lee was Guy's illegitimate love child, creating their own notebook for likenesses. Lee and Guy both denied it but Naruto wasn't sure. He could fill a cork board with all the similarities they displayed. All he needed was a confession. He'd get it one way or another. He'd get it. A slight evil cackle did not escape his lips at the thought of getting said confession. Making Izuku's nonchalant cuff around the back of the head completely uncalled for. Sakura was smirking while Sasuke huffed and Izuku shook his head. "All three of us know exactly where you were going with that which is why you will not be left with Lee unsupervised,"

"But,"

"Ever,"

"Damn you," Another cuff. "Since you're helping Sasuke with the Rasendori, could you help me with my Rasenshuriken?"

"Already named it?"

"Obviously, I've been shaping the chakra for hours, the roof has never taken such a beating before,"

"And it takes the form of a shuriken?"

"Well it's four blades spinning in a circle, around a center point that you throw, so yeah," He decided with snark in his voice and a childish poking of his tongue. Izuku facepalmed.

"Sweet Kami could you act your age for like, twenty minutes, you aren't seven anymore," The four crouched and leapt into the trees.

The three pseudo-brothers stood at the front door. "Alright, we ready to do this?" Izuku had his hand on the doorknob.

"No," Naruto admitted, it wasn't there first time away from home. They knew people had broken in and trashed everything. Sasuke had been horrified the first time, but by then Naruto was used to it and Izuku simply collected it all for evidence, his fury burning just underneath the surface. The blond honestly worried for the day that fury was let out, and prayed for whoever was on the receiving end. Izuku doing his best in spars was bad enough, when he used that rage as fuel. Well, there was less ways for someone to survive if Naruto was being honest. There had been a single lesson that Sasuke and Naruto had learned living with Izuku for so long, that was the fury of a patient man equaled no other. There had only been one time they'd seen him angry and no-one was ever to speak of it. Mainly because all those involved save for the three had ended up dead but still, it kinda counted.

"The sooner we get it over with the sooner we can calculate the repairs," Sasuke grumbled. Izuku sighed and pushed the door open. What awaited them was an unpleasant sight. The walls were smeared and the furniture destroyed. Naruto barely had time to read it before Izuku had Shadow Clones cleaning the walls and righting the furniture. The trio continued further into the house as the smell of oil hit their nostrils. All three instinctively ran to their rooms and burst in. Naruto found his bed completely decimated and a heavy scent of oil. He looked for his closet. Normally it was on the wall next to the.

"Aw nuts," He mumbled. A pile of clothes sat in it's place, surrounded by large splinters and chunks of his wardrobe. They were all doused in oil, completely unusable.

"Alright, let's get it all," Izuku poked his head in the door, "Ah, I'll seal it all, it seems the intruders were unable to figure out which room was yours again so all three have been completely trashed yet again,"

"Oh sorry, maybe I should get a nameplate for my room?" His brother chuckled at that.

"Nah bro, it's all good, we'll just up the seals around the place, we chose to live here, just like they chose to attack this place, come on, I'm going to get an order of Ichiraku's to bring home, you help Sasuke seal this stuff away,"

"Alright," Naruto agreed as he walked out of his room. This was almost a standard procedure. Izuku gave Sasuke and Naruto scrolls to seal the damaged stuff in and went to get Ichiraku as comfort food. It was a coming home routine at this point: open the door, assess damage, fix it up and have some Ichiraku's. The blond found his best friend organizing the things in his room for sealing. "Did they get it this time?"

"No," A bit of respite. "I hid it properly again," Over his shoulder a small photo was thrown to Naruto. "I mean, they almost found it since the wall was painted, it would've highlighted the gap between the hatch and the wall," Ah, yes, the small safe like compartments Izuku had installed in each of their rooms. They all had one each to hide their most prized possessions when they left the house. This photo was Sasuke's. It was the three of them, in their training gear with Shisui and Itachi in their ANBU uniforms just behind the three. The photo technically wasn't allowed to exist. Did they care? Not in the slightest. They didn't care when the photo was taken, evidenced by the smiles on all five faces, and they didn't care now. Naruto carefully handed the photo back.

"We'll bring him back,"

"I know, and I'll make sure Danzo never sees the light of day again,"

"We'll make sure because none of us are doing this alone," He emphasized. "When the dust has settled there will be three of us," He looked at the piles Sasuke had already sealed. The raven haired teen had barely made a dent. "Welp, come on, better get this done quick," The two began the long process of cleaning.

"Alright so tomorrow I'll have a clone look into stronger seals for the house, we're sure there weren't any windows open? Naruto?"

"For the love of," Naruto exclaimed "Yes! For the third time I am sure that I closed and locked my windows,"

"Just making sure, you are the one that likes to sleep with a breeze," The three were now sat in the semi-fixed kitchen. The cupboards had been restored and items brought again. The blonde was enjoying his bowl of ramen while the other two were talking of training schedules and studying habits. Izuku was more diligent than Naruto but honestly there wasn't much he couldn't learn through Shadow Clones. Anything that wasn't physical muscle training he could do through his clones. With Kurama's help it to organize everything it was almost unfair. Even though the academy had purposefully tried to hold him back and keep him ignorant, leaving him with an insurmountable gap against the others, his Shadow Clones would soon put him ahead of everyone. Izuku and Sasuke were the only ones capable of keeping up. Sasuke only had two Shadow Clones and both were devoted to studying for him, so he could focus on physical and chakra training. Izuku had chakra reserves that were off the chart but that just meant his small army of Shadow Clones were working over time to get the finesse of control over it. It also meant he could have another group studying around the clock for him. Naruto was pulled from his thoughts as someone knocked on the front door. All three paused with ramen halfway to their mouths. "Naruto," The greenette murmured as the blond slowly got up to answer the door. "Naruto,"

"Yeah, yeah, relax," A kunai spun around his fingers and was held in a reverse grip behind his back. If someone was going to attack them in their home it was going to be the worst and last mistake a ninja could ever make. He opened the door and something tackled into him. In the same moment there was a sobbing spearing the silence. Naruto dropped the kunai as the lower half of his vision was full of pink. "Sa-Sakura?" She clung to him tightly. "Is everything alright?"

"N-nu-no," She cried gently. "Is it okay if I spend the night here please?"

"Sure," Izuku didn't even hesitate. "Firstly, do you want to bring your bags in? It's raining pretty heavily," The mention of rain made Naruto realize that Sakura was in fact, soaked. "I'll grab them, Naruto go grab her some towels or something," The blond nodded. He guided Sakura into the house and had a clone go to the water boiler. It was Izuku's ingenious idea to drape the towels over the boiler in order to make them dry faster and honestly? Naruto and Sasuke never wanted to hang out towels again. A hot towel after a cold shower was the best. His clone threw the towel to him as he took off his jacket it and tossed it to the clone. It nodded and disappeared back to the boiler. The memories flashed through his head of his jacket being placed on top of the boiler as he draped the towel around the pinkette's shoulders.

"Here, hold onto this," Her shivering began to slow down, "You want a hot drink? Tea, hot chocolate?"

"Hot chocolate please,"

"Sasuke?"

"Yeah, I got it, keep her warm,"

"Hypothermia is nasty business," Izuku muttered as he dumped the wet bags on the floor. "Gentle Warming Pheonix jutsu," A single small bird moved from his lips and began circling Sakura.  "This won't burn you," Naruto eyed it, remembering the jutsu he'd used a week ago to relight a fire. "It's a softer version, less heat and it'll mold to fit your chakra, it should just help you warm up," The bird perched on Sakura's shoulder. The pinkette showed no signs of pain or discomfort while the bird shrunk slowly. "It'll shrink over time as the chakra warms you up, but we do need to get you out of those clothes, they are soaked and it'll chill your bones even with the extra heat,"

"Uh, Izubro?" Naruto began. All of their clothes were destroyed in the break in.

"My room, behind the nightstand, seventy, thirty-six, five," He nodded at his brother's words and guided Sakura into Izuku's room. Sakura gripped the towel as the flaming bird circled her slowly. Making his way to Izuku's room he found it in a similar sorry state. The bed was broken, his wardrobe had become splinters, the smell of oil lingered in the air. A single nightstand was still upright but everything from the top was currently collected around it on the floor. Pulling it away revealed a small square safe door implanted into the door.

"Alright, seventy," Twisting the dial until it clicked Naruto kept spinning it, "Thirty-six," A second click "And five," The handle jiggled and he grabbed it to open the door. Inside of the safe rested nine piles of clothing. Three of each boy's outfits. He grabbed two of his jackets, one to replace his and the other he handed to Sakura. "Alright just throw this one on for a second, let it take the moisture from the rain," The pinkette nodded and took the jacket. They stood in silence for a second. "Oh, yeah, I'll just wait outside," He quickly darted out of the room and grabbed his jacket from the boiler. It was warm to the touch. "Neh, Sakura?" He knocked on the door.

"Yeah?"

"Try this one, I sat it on the boiler for a few minutes, should be hot now," A hand crept around the door and he passed the jacket on. "Just leave the wet clothes in a pile, I'll have a clone take care of it,"

"Alright," The door closed "Thank you Naruto,"

"No problem," The door opened slowly to reveal Sakura draped in his jacket. Their size difference showed as the jacket fell halfway down her thigh and even her fingertips were hidden in the sleeves. His heart did not clench at the sight, Kurama was a liar. Speaking of the furball, he was currently snickering at Naruto's situation. 'Traitor'

'Pussy'

'Ku-ra-ma,' Izuku's thought floated through the building, immediately the nine tails was silent and Naruto resisted the urge to laugh. Naruto and Sakura made their way back to the main room as Sasuke finished making the hot drinks. Izuku was nowhere in sight. "Where did Izubro go?" Naruto looked around the room.

"No idea," Sasuke shrugged as he handed them hot drinks, "Hot cocoa, if you want anything for it you're going to have to grab it yourselves,"

"Thank you Sasuke," Sakura sat back down on the sofa, both boys looked at her. Tear tracks were evident down either side of her face and her left cheek appeared to be cooling down from a blow.

"You don't think," Sasuke began quietly.

"Later, right now we just need her to settle," Naruto shook his head. "And if Izuku's doing what I think he's doing it'll be better if we wait for an explanation," Sasuke just nodded.

"Alright," They both took chairs by Sakura to stop her from feeling crowded. "Where'd you get the spare?"

"Oh Izuku had a safe with some change of clothes for us hidden in his room,"

"Figures he'd have a counter measure for what they did in place," Sasuke huffed and leant back in his seat.

"What happened?" Sakura looked between the two.

"Remember how I'm not that popular with people?" Naruto rubbed the back of his head. A pang of guilt flashed across her face.

"Y-yeah, I do,"

"Well a few people decided while we were in the tower was the perfect time to break in, they trashed the place, since they couldn't figure out which room or clothes were mine, they destroyed all our furniture and poured oil over our clothes,"  He sighed, shifting his hold on the cup. "We're working on some security seals now,"

"People broke in! That's horrible,"

"It's not the first time and it surely won't be the last," Sakura stood up.

"We should go and see Lord Third,"

"He won't do anything about it,"

"What?"

"We've tried before, he spouts some rubbish and that's the end of it, now we just don't waste our time," Sakura grabbed him by the front of his jacket.

"You have a marker in his office?" A small nod, "Take us their, now, this is so unfair,"

"Sakura,"

"No, this is horrible, people can't get away with this,"

"They already,"

"Naruto!"

"Fine, fine, hold on," Grabbing her wrist and putting a hand on Sasuke's shoulder they disappeared in an instant. Not even disturbing the steam of their hot drinks.

They arrived silently. ANBU were on the floor in seconds. "You're still too slow," Izuku's voice punctured their arrival. "As I was saying, Sarutobi, I have reason to,"

"Lord Third!" Sakura bowed after moving to his desk. "I am sorry to interrupt but Naruto has just told me that a group of people broke into his apartment and caused major property damage," The blond rubbed the back of his head, Izuku sighed but motioned for her to continue. "I saw the damage with my own eyes, they destroyed all the furniture, poured oil over the clothes, it looks like the boys just finished washing whatever was painted on the walls, whoever's done this can't get away with this,"

"I am aware of what happened in the boys' residence even though Izuku only gave me a rough outline,"

"Not like you were going to listen this time,"

"However I am more concerned about the fact you appeared on their doorstep with two luggage bags in the pouring rain beside yourself with tears," She faltered.

"Oh er," There was nothing for several seconds.

"Why is your face red?"

"I'm just cold, yeah, the rain really," Izuku coughed, Naruto swears until the end of his life he thought he heard his brother mutter a "horseshit," between his coughs.

"Miss Haruno, I will only ask one more time," The pinkette was still and stared through Grampa Third over the village. "And why are you in one of Naruto's jackets?"

"Oh that's because he let me borrow it since my clothes were drenched in the rain,"

"And why were you in the rain," Silence. So much so it hurt Naruto, he knew the look in her eyes and the hesitation of her lips. "Miss,"

"Sakura," Naruto took a tentative step towards her. "It's okay, whoever you're afraid of isn't here right now," She looked over her shoulder to him and then down at the jacket around her. "Just take it slow alright? It's going to be alright,"

"I-it's my, my parents, they don't, they don't like the fact I'm training to be a ninja," A mild shift in atmosphere. "I mean, I'd get it if they were just worried about me but, but,"

"That's not all there is, is it?" A slow gentle shake of her head.

"They, they make comments, I'll never find a husband if I die on a mission," A sniffle "I al-always need to look good, I shouldn't go near blood or get scars because I won't get any suitors," A mild grumble from his brother.

"And let me guess, you need to dress like a lady, which is why you wear the red dress- thing? Even though it gets in the way?"

"Y-yeah," Sakura nodded again. More grumbling and then.

"See what happens when,"

"Don't even try that bullshit Hiruzen," Izuku snapped "Don't try that, it's because she's too young crap with me, this is because's her parents are trying to manipulate her, like Danzo did to Itachi, it's because her parents want to marry her off to a rich dude and live on easy street," He silenced the Third Hokage in seconds. "Sakura, what happened today?"

"Well, remember how you guys suggested we go shopping for a proper outfit for me?" Three silent nods. "My parents asked why I was smiling so much and I told them, they started yelling that I wouldn't look good and things, got... heated," Naruto looked to Izuku, who was barely concealing even more rage. "And when I shouted about being an adult they were saying I could live on my own if I'm such an adult," Her hand slowly rose to her face. "I yelled back anywhere would be better than living with them and, and then they," She was close to crying again.

"And then they what?" Izuku's fury was evident, almost tangible. A wave of nausea hit Naruto's stomach.

"My mom she, she slapped me,"

"No Sakura, she hit you, I don't care if it was open hand, backhand or closed fist, that contact was a strike, a hit," Izuku rounded to the door. Sasuke grabbed his wrist and shook his head. Izuku's face was indescribable, pure fury and murderous intent rolling off it. "Give me,"

"Uzumaki Izuku, I ask you abstain from interfering in this problem as your interference could register any injury you report or admission you hear as admissible and moreover you could land in more trouble than the Haruno's will if you don't interfere," A small snort.

"Hiruzen Sarutobi, are you suggesting you are going to deal with a problem that one of your villagers has? Surely that would be displaying favoritism and you'd be kicked from your chair immediately," The green haired shinobi turned on his heel slowly and even the ANBU began stepping backwards from him. "Or do you admit that you are just too fucking scared to deal with the way your villagers behave towards my family?" Silence, with tension so thick Naruto began worrying he'd choke.

"Yes," That one word made everyone gape. Izuku began laughing and wooping.

"I FUCKING knew it! Behind all the bravado, the titles, the looks, you're just a goddamn coward pretending to be,"

"If I were to intervene in your affairs I would have to step from my seat because of the law I implement-,"

THUD

A kunai sat in the dead center of the desk.

"Then take my advice and rescind it,"

"Izuku,"

"I've been telling you for years now Gramps! We're going to reach a breaking point if you don't pull your head out of your ass!" Out of his pocket came several scrolls. "They could've burned the fucking place down with how much oil was used on our clothes, and since the stuffing for the furniture was everywhere the whole place would've gone up like matchsticks! In fact they probably fucking will next time!" Naruto could almost here the ticking of the clock as Izuku's patience slowly crumbled. "I can protect Naruto from assaults, kidnappings and the like but I can't be everywhere at once no matter what jutsu I use,"

"Collect the jounin from the village, have them all in my office," Third spoke to one of his ANBU, who nodded and disappeared. "You better make yourselves comfortable,"

"Yes Lord Third," Izuku dropped into a chair, Sasuke followed suit.

"You take the seat Sakura, I'm more comfortable on the floor," The pinkette hesitated but eventually took the seat. Naruto simply sat on the floor and smiled. Several ninja began filling the office. Many of whom gave Naruto disgusted or hateful looks, the rest acted as if he didn't exist. So the normal reactions. He heard a chair scratch on the floor and turned. His expectation was that Izuku had begun digging his heels into the floor when a hand touched his hair softly. Whipping his head around the other way revealed Sakura had in fact moved her seat and began patting his head while staring angrily at the Jounin in the room.

"Will Kakashi be joining us today?" The team captain spoke from the side.

"I'm already here Izuku,"

"I don't know, you do like to be late,"

"I can guess many of you question why you've been summoned here today,"

"Did the demon brat-,"

"I would advise you to not interrupt me again," Sarutobi's level voice created silence. "Effective immediately I am rescinding the Third's Law, the events of thirteen years ago can be spoken about freely by civilians and Jounin-sensei are to fill in their teams individually or bring them to me if I do not trust them to give an unbiased view point, you will be notified which group you are in later,"

"Hai,"

"So the kids finally wore you down old man?" A tan skinned man sporting incredible mutton-chop sideburns stepped forwards. "What was it?" The man's name was Asuma and he was the son of Grampa Third, and Konohamaru's uncle.

"Several criminals decided to break into the boys' home and destroy their private property and smear insults and slurs on the walls, I will be interviewing each Jounin tomorrow to find out who did it,"

"How do you know it was a Jounin?"

"Our apartment is protected by several security seals, each one more complex than the last, a Jounin is the only one with a skill level high enough to break in,"

"What evidence do they," A random voice was silenced by a great.

Pwoomf

The smell of oil hit the air and several piles of clothes filled the room. Some furniture also appeared, it had been slashed, hacked and generally just destroyed. "If the photographer didn't try extort me I'd also have photos of the smearing on the walls, next dumb question?" There was absolute silence. "Oh and if you're wondering this is collected over the last six break ins," A tic marked visibly appeared on Gramps Third forehead.

"Izuku, how many?"

"If we're keeping track, since the last time we spoke, maybe fifty times?"

"FIFTY?!" Sakura cried, momentarily pulling her hand away from Naruto's head, making him realize he'd been leaning towards her subconsciously as she stroked his hair. "When did you guys last talk?"

"Just before we set out with Tazuna," Izuku grumbled, "It was thirty-four before that, it seems Jounin don't want the Jinchuriki to be actually trained and just swing like a drunkard,"

"Since we are finally lifting the law we will also be pursuing those who have committed any transgressions towards him, Izuku or Sasuke, be they attempts at assault, robbery, property damage or slander," A minor cough, "We will also be lifting the curtain on who his parents are,"

"The demon br-," A Jounin was cut off, most likely by ANBU.

"Uzumaki Naruto in the heir to the Uzumaki clan, spread around the shinobi world after the fall of Uzushiogakure, he is the son of Uzumaki Kushina and Namikaze Minato,"

"Impossible! There's no way the demon-!" Another was silenced by ANBU.

"The Fourth Hokage died sealing the Nine,"

*Cough*

"Died sealing Kurama,"

'Thanks kit'

'No worries Kurama'

"Away, Naruto is the current holder of Kurama, why would the Fourth die if the sealing art didn't kill the previous casters? Especially with his mastery of Fuinjutsu," There was absolute silence.

"It makes sense," A new voice added. "He does bare a striking resemblance to Lord Fourth," Naruto turned his head and quickly assessed the new figure. A kunoichi, long black hair, red eyes, wearing something that wasn't a regular shinobi outfit and flak jacket. No doubting it, the speaker was Kurenai Yuhi. Mistress of Genjutsu, maybe he could ask her for some pointers since she was the best non-Sharingan/ dojutsu user in Konoha. Several people began yelling out the same word.

"Kai!" 

Deadening silence. No-one moved, no-one spoke.

"This isn't a genjutsu, Lord Third isn't under a Genjutsu either, Uzumaki Naruto is really the son of the Fourth Hokage," Kakashi shook his head, "The problem is that Lord Third left it too late for anyone to really believe it,"

"I believe it," Sakura spoke up, her hand back in Naruto's hair. "I mean he's one of the only two that can use the Flying Raijin, the signature jutsu of Lord Fourth,"

"He was the one that taught it to me," Izuku admitted. "Considering the delicate seal work it requires he picked it up quite quickly, and he has the chakra reserves to match it," Several people stepped back in pure shock and terror. Naruto looked at all of them for a moment. He gazed at their faces and shook his head. Despite the joyous circumstances Naruto couldn't really find it in himself to care. They knew who his father was, good for them, he'd known for ages. Over the years he'd stopped caring what the other's said about the mystery around his parents. He knew who they were and that was all that mattered.

"Any of you can refuse it, you can deny it, do whatever," Izuku shrugged, "You can tell yourself that you're trapped in a serious genjutsu for life for all we care, but you've been told the truth and that's that, Naruto is the son of the Fourth Hokage," The greenette turned to Grampa Third and put his hands behind his head. "I look forward to building a functioning relationship with you Gramps,"

"Alright, don't get getting ahead of yourself Uzumaki, I may be old but I'm not,"

"You have a grandson,"

"Yet he is far younger than you," Izuku was in thought for a second.

"I concede, Pops," Third sighed.

"Gramps it is then," A small fist pump of victory. "Anyhow, publicly releasing Naruto's heritage also gives him access to the Namikaze and Uzumaki accounts," Several great sighs.

"Finally," Izuku slumped in his seat.

"This mean we can get actual ingredients now?" Sasuke smirked.

"Wait you didn't give them access until now?" Kakashi stepped forward. "Hokage-sama, what income have the boys been living on?"

"Missions, a small monthly subsidiary before that," Sasuke grunted. "About a hundred ryo a week for all three of us," Several Jounin stepped forwards.

"Dad, are you fucking serious?"

"Hokage-sama, please tell me that was a bad joke,"

"A hundred ryo per child per week?!" Kakashi was almost in uproar. "It's a miracle they're still fucking healthy!"

"Please everyone mind your language around my brother," Izuku's sweet laced voice caused everyone to freeze. "I get the situation is quite upsetting but please don't curse in front of him,"

"I understand it does not seem like much, but it was the,"

"You are the Hokage, you literally only answer to the Daimyo, who was going to do anything? Danzo up and ran the night of the massacre!" Asuma roared.

"Not to mention the guy tried assassinating you and failed already! But noooo, you let him walk free because you were all buddy-buddy once!" Kakashi added on. Naruto felt as if he had two more additions to his ragtag family. Honestly they both fit the Uncle role quite well. Add the fact Kurenai and Asuma were doing a poor job of hiding their relationship, thus making her an honorary aunt, and the little family just got bigger. Now if only they could fix Kakashi up with somebody.

'Already making some matches' Izuku's thoughts dragged through his head. 'Sakura and I have been brainstorming the last few minutes, by the way, she says your hair is really soft,' The blond felt his face heat up subtly. So now Izuku could play matchmaker, Naruto made a mental note to never let Izuku set his sights on him. 'Too late, and not telling' Goddammit.

"Regardless of what thoughts everyone has on the matter, it is passed now, there is no point,"

"No point? No point?!" Kakashi interrupted, "Izuku you guys were suffering everyday,"

"While true we,"

"And he let you,"

"Again true but it's all in the past now, there is no need,"

"There is very much a need to talk about it Izuku, he's sat by and let those ingrate ignorant buffoons hurt and discriminate you three!"

"Be that as it may the issue has been settled and it can be put to rest,"

"Izuku,"

"Leave it," His tone made it obvious, he wasn't suggesting it, he was commanding them. Naruto resisted the urge to sigh. Both men backed down almost immediately. "So the law's finally rescinded, wonderful, now is the small matter of Sakura suffering from emotional manipulation and abuse, verbal abuse and most recently physical abuse from her parents," Naruto dropped a kunai and waited. Sure enough not even that dared make a sound after Izuku's casual accusation.

"You do realize what you're say-,"

"Of course I do Hiruzen," Izuku held himself in a faux confident manner. It was slightly subtle but Naruto could see the finer detail that gave it away. The tiniest on tensing in his legs, getting ready to run away. His arms shifting micrometres backwards to grab a weapon, any weapon. "I can recognize the signs and symptoms, after all," A very deep breath and steadying of his barely trembling fingers. "I went through it for seven years,"