9 CH - 09 Uchiha Madara

A/N -

So Next Chapter is 10 So, here's a small Announcement

- I will try to push 5-7 Chapters a week (Stable update)

- I will update first 4 Chapters soon (Poor Writing Style Comments/Complaints)

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I am Uchiha Madara, known as the "Shura of the Ninja World" and the one who nearly matched the "God of the Ninja World" in power. If it weren't for Hashirama resorting to dirty tricks during our battle at the Valley of the End, I would have emerged victorious. I could have been the sole conqueror of the God of the Ninja World.

However, looking at the bigger picture, he won because he's still alive while Hashirama is dead. With a series of tubes inserted into his back, Madara wore an expressionless face as he touched the liquid that dripped onto his face. It felt sticky, thick, it's Cement!. He remembers that his hideout was supposed to be in a small country that had long since been destroyed. What's going on now? And what's with the constant noise these past few days? Doesn't anyone realize he needs good sleep?

Then, a voice interrupts him. "Madara-sama, do you need to pee?"

Madara's face turns dark as he looks at the smiling face of the Spiral-faced guy. "What's going on? Why is there so much noise? Don't you know I need to sleep?"

He can't leave, Until someone who can represent him is found. He needs to stay alive for the true peace of the ninja world and to prove that he is right. He must work hard to stay alive until everything is ready, and then he can temporarily leave until his true resurrection.

For this reason, he must remain in a state of deep sleep every day to keep this decaying body alive.

"What's happening?" the spiral-faced guy asks. "I've been creating art lately and didn't know."

"Shut up!" Madara's face turns black. He can't get angry easily now, or he'll dry up this guy. How did he create such a stupid guy?. Hashirama's cells only seem to bring forth stupidity in people.

"That idiot Hashirama!" Madara silently cursed in his heart.

Just then, another White Zetsu emerged from underground, appearing cheerful as he addressed Madara, "Madara-sama, don't pay attention to that idiot Guruguru! I know what's happening!"

"Speak!" Madara commanded.

"A few years ago, someone brought peace to the Land of Grass, and now they are reconstructing it. That's why there is so much noise," the White Zetsu explained.

However, before the words could fully sink in, Madara's expression turned blank. Rebuilding the Land of Grass?, He gazed silently at the partially penetrated pillar. His base was deep, and he wondered what they could be constructing that required such depth. Were they digging tunnels?

"It seems that the Land of Grass has finally achieved peace! That's why those guys are so enthusiastic about rebuilding," White Zetsu chuckled, seemingly understanding Madara's confusion. "By the way, that person also brought your eyes to the Land of Grass. I was just about to inform you!"

"My eyes... the infant from the Uzumaki clan back then?" Madara murmured as he recalled something.

However, Madara questioned further, "Why did he bring that kid to the Land of Grass?" A cold smile formed on his lips. "Could he also be eyeing my eyes? That brat should be all grown up now, right? How is he doing? It must be difficult being targeted by greedy individuals!"

"Oh, since coming to the Land of Grass, he has been doing quite well" White Zetsu scratched his head. "He eats well, dresses warmly, there is no war, and his mother is with him! The current leader of the Land of Grass has taken him as an apprentice and treats him kindly! It doesn't seem like he is after your eyes, Madara-sama"

Upon hearing these words, Madara paused for a moment, furrowing his brow with determination. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Those are the Rinnegan, the legendary eyes possessed only by the Sage of Six Paths! That leader of the Land of Grass... if he keeps the person close without coveting my eyes, what does he want?"

"Maybe... he's after his mother," White Zetsu hesitantly suggested.

Madara's face displayed a mixture of confusion-surprise. 'Not after the Rinnegan, but after what? The Uzumaki woman?' he thought.

He opened his mouth but then closed it, seemingly choked-for-words. Suddenly, he didn't know what to say. After a moment, he regained his composure, wearing a smirk of disdain. "Similar to... similar to that idiot Hashirama, huh? Greedy for women! He's a fool who lost himself! A complete idiot!"

White Zetsu looked at Madara in silence, thinking to himself, 'Well, maybe it's a little different.' It appeared that Madara held quite a grudge against the former Senju Hashirama.

Of course, the White Zetsu entity refrained from commenting on the matter. It was a sensitive topic, and only Madara himself could speak about it. If someone were to say the wrong thing, it would displease Madara.

The White Zetsu quickly spoke up, noticing Madara's continuous cold smirk, "Did they disturb you, Madara-sama? How about we cause chaos in the Land of Grass again? It's just a small country. I believe we can resolve it quickly."

However, Madara shook his head and furrowed his brows. "No need. It's not the time to reveal ourselves yet. We must be cautious in every action and avoid detection at all costs."

Madara hadn't fully prepared yet. For the sake of peace in the ninja world, to prove himself right, and for Hashirama... he couldn't risk exposing themselves before he was ready. Besides, the person who pacified the Land of Grass was strong enough to handle their White Zetsu clones, so they couldn't act recklessly.

"If they're just building random things and haven't discovered us, let's ignore them," said Madara firmly. "Focus on finding a suitable person for me and keep an eye on my eyes."

Madara looked up at the massive hole in the pillar and fell silent. "Fill up that hole and don't expose ourselves. Let them finish on their own. It can't take them a year to build, right?"

White Zetsu quickly nodded in agreement. "Wise decision, Madara-sama. I just checked, and it will probably take at most a month to finish the construction"

"Good. After one month, I will enter a deep slumber again," said Madara decisively. He needed to conserve his strength and bide his time until he was ready to execute his plan.

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*timeskip-no-jutsu*

"It's been almost a month," Akihiko murmured, lost in thought. Little did he know that the academy he was in was built on top of Madara's cave. After all, the hole dug by White Zetsu was quite deep.

He glanced at the thick stack of papers on his table. These were the teaching materials he had meticulously prepared for the upcoming school. Akihiko took education seriously, understanding its significance and the potential consequences if it was taken lightly.

As he pondered, Akihiko muttered to himself, "Morning reading is crucial. The sound of someone reading is so delightful." He believed that mornings were the golden time for memory, when the brain was clear and receptive to learning and thinking.

"And morning exercises are equally important, right? A strong body is essential for all Grass Village ninja. Be it Ninjutsu or illusion ninjas." Akihiko continued, his thoughts flowing. He considered having a loud broadcast later to help children shake off sleepiness. And after school, there would be entertainment activities. Perhaps a ninja sports game would be fitting, incorporating some ninja characteristics into basketball. In this era of lack of entertainment, nothing could be more enjoyable than sports.

Akihiko's excitement grew as he contemplated the possibilities. He then sighed, realizing the lack of Chunin and Jonin willing to be teachers in the Land of Grass. Most of them were occupied with their own missions, leaving a shortage of available personnel.

Just as he finished speaking to himself, a knock resounded on the door, followed by a voice, "Dong Dong~"

Akihiko snapped back to reality and called out, "Come in!"

Kana entered the room with excitement, but upon seeing the pile of files on Akihiko's desk, she immediately composed herself, understanding that he was busy. After a brief hesitation, she said, "Akihiko-sama, did I disturb you?"

"No, it's alright. I'm finished with my work. What's the good news?" Akihiko shook his head and encouraged her to speak.

"Mubuki came to deliver a message. It seems they have found some members of the Uzumaki clan!" Kana exclaimed, unable to contain her excitement.

"Uzumaki?" Akihiko's expression froze as he processed the information.