Potential Wasted
Danzō’s mind was buzzing with the low hum of building anger, as well as desire, the last images of two young academy students making the peace sign and leaving the arena running repeat in his mind. Shirubà Kumo, the man lets out a long hum. The thought ‘How long was Hiruzen planning to keep this from me?’ ran through his head.
He’d heard that there was a bright student who Hiruzen had gotten moved up in the academy, when he went to see the child perform he was rather impressed, but it soon dawned on his this was his first time hearing the name or seeing the boy in the village. He asked Homura and Koharu about it and they were similarly unfamiliar with him. It took him asking Lord Second to find out the whole story. Seeing such potential wasted in this way was almost offensive to him. Putting the boy through the standard shinobi’s training when he was exactly the kind of child when he was exactly what his Root Organization needed.
He had tried to explain this to Lord Hokage, but the man didn’t seem to understand the opportunity they had with this boy. No family, no one in the village knew him well yet. The only people who had been aware of his existence before he came here were either dead or thought he was already. Let there be no doubt if he could get his hands on this boy, the future of his organization would be secured. And he would do whatever was necessary to get the boy to join him.