Naruto's Suitable Rise to Hokage

Naruto was no fool. He knew how toxic and destructive jealousy could be to a person… But he couldn’t help it. Tsunade, the Fifth Hokage of Konoha was just so… magnificent. She was smart, strong, powerful and, above all else, beautiful; she was the very ideal of what a Ninja can and should aspire to be. Not to mention her second-to-none skill at the art of Medical-nin that was infamously hard, requiring very high intelligence and excellent Chakra control; a level of skill Naruto was certain he would ever be able to achieve, even once he reached the sheer level of experience that Tsunade had worked so hard to reach, especially with how his village had shunned and rejected him for most of his life up until this point. Her highly respected position of Hokage was one Naruto himself wanted to achieve, to finally get the respect and acceptance he knew he deserved. It was, in essence, his life-long dream.

This was all that plagued Naruto’s mind as he plodded down the small dirt road that ran along the outskirts of the large, grey wall that surrounded his home of Konoha. He might have been rather childish at heart, perhaps a little reckless from time to time, but he couldn’t help but feel anguish over the swirling, toxic pit of jealousy and envy deep within his stomach, reaching up and gripping his heart. However, this time spent dwelling on such emotions was quickly cut short as he heard someone call out his name.

“Hey Naruto! Where were you? I thought you’d be at the team meeting...” Sakura, a girl who’d held Naruto’s affections for quite some time, called out to him making him to turn to face her with a slightly reserved smile. This didn’t go unnoticed, a look of concern flashing across Sakura’s face, “Are you okay? You don’t look too good...”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m okay...” Naruto quickly replied, his tone quieter and more reserved than the loud and boisterous one he usually bore with pride.

“Well, that’s not true now is it?” Sakura frowned, putting her hands on her hips as she did so, clearly a little annoyed at his rebuke of her attempt to help him, something he rarely did when he knew he needed help.

“Sakura. I mean it. I just… I need to be alone for a little while, okay?” The yellow-haired ninja sighed softly as he turned away from her and started walking once more, his shoulders slumped and back hunched slightly.

Sakura, deciding it was best not to push it anymore, simply turned to go back the way she’d come but not before calling out to Naruto one more time, “Hey… If you keep going North then there’s quite a nice little walk through the forest that I like… doesn’t take too long and its nice for clearing up your head. There’s nothing built around there so you won’t run into anyone unless I tell them where you are.”

Naruto, out of courtesy to his friend, turned and flashed another reserved smile as he walked away, waving over his shoulder as he decided that perhaps it would be nice to go on that walk, perhaps it’d let him clear up these feelings…

It didn’t take long for him to reach the route Sakura had informed him about. It wasn’t more than a narrow path cut into the grass, travelling down and through the forest to the east of Konoha with the entrance hidden behind a small bushy patch of thorns; if he’d been less observant then he could’ve missed it. It was calm, quiet and relaxing. As he strolled down the serene route, he couldn’t help but feel a great weight lift from his shoulders as he raised his head slightly.

However, this relaxed mood was soon cut short as he noticed a small patch of dirt that was raised in an oddly artificial manner, like there was something hidden below it. Deciding to investigate, Naruto stepped off the path and bent down, brushing it clear and discovering a small wooden hatch. His superiority now spurred, he opened it up quickly slipped down the hole and into what appeared to be a large room filled with small, glowing rocks hung in brass holders. The walls were smooth and the floor tiled, clearly made by man and not naturally forming. The age was obvious, the surfaces damaged and dented, chips cut out by the hardships of age. However, it appeared to be oddly empty. That was until, after turning to face the wall with the least evidence of age, Naruto saw the large images of a five-part series of gestures- a jutsu- depicted on the wall. With a frown, Naruto mimicked the action a few times, slowly getting the hang of it before he noticed the ancient inscription just below the central image of the five. The weathering didn’t help but, after some work, he slowly deciphered it, reading it as something along the lines of: “A Technique to turn [something he couldn’t quite read] to gain the skills and knowledge of another.”

Naruto pursed his lips slightly as he said it out loud to himself, looking back up at the inscription with an ever so slight smile passing over his lips as an invasive thought creeped into his head. Why shouldn’t he try it out? Tsunade was a teacher after all, she knew the benefits of an inquisitive mind and curious soul… Not to mention how she’d likely be upset if he tested it on anyone but her, needlessly endangering someone who wasn’t trained to take almost any injury in stride as she was. With a small smile on his lips, he made up his mind and exited the small room, carefully hiding it as he walked back with a new-found sense of purpose, his posture returning to the usual one of confidence and pride, shedding his blue mood thanks to his new discovery.

It didn’t take him too long to get back to Honoha and even less time to get to Tsunade’s office where he discovered she was working, most likely grinding through some paperwork she’d been putting off for some time. However, just before he knocked, a thought passed through his head- ‘What if she guards against it out of reflex or even subconsciously?’ This made him pause for a moment and think. It’d be best if he used it on her by surprise. Get her to turn away and then use it... To make sure he didn’t get corrupted results of course…

With this in mind and armed with his new knowledge, Naruto knocked sharply on the door and, after receiving permission, he entered.

Tsunade was looking as magnificent as usual; dressed in her usual sleeveless grey kimono with the very same dark blue obi around her waist. Her usual green haori was draped over the back of her chair, for once not over her shoulders as it often tended to be. It was as if she never changed her outfit. Slowly, she looked up from her work with a reserved smile on her face.

“Naruto… Whatever brings you here?” She said in her mature, kindly voice that was most likely the product of rigorous training her bed-side manner as a part of becoming a Medical-nin. However, Naruto knew better than most how quickly that demeanour could change if one pushed the right buttons. Closing the door behind himself, he could feel the need to hold back a smile at whatever was about to happen.

“Hey Grandma Tsunade,” Stepping forth into the rather minimalist hardwood office and stopping at her desk, Naruto quickly bowed in respect to his teacher and only then realised he had absolutely no idea what to say. Thinking it over for a second or two, he shook his head disapprovingly and lied, “Some trainees have had an accident and kinda... destroyed most of the eastern dojo… They’re...erm… hoping you won’t notice and are now trying to repair it themselves.”

Tsunade frowns slightly at the name she’d been called, used to it by now but never the less a little stung by the reminder of her age. With a sigh, she wasn’t entirely convinced with what Naruto had told her but felt that it would be irresponsible to simply ignore such information as it could lead to someone getting hurt if it had even a grain of truth to it. With a sigh, she slowly stood up and walked around the desk, stopping to look directly into Naruto’s eyes.

“Naruto… If I go there and don’t find anything… I’ll be more than a little annoyed; so, should I still stop doing my work and see what’s happened or are you… Overstating the truth?” Tsunade asked, hoping it was the latter so that she could kick him out and get on with her work in peace, hopefully without anymore disturbances.

Quickly responding, Naruto nodded. Tsunade sighed and walked towards the door, already feeling a little on edge today, though she couldn’t figure out why.

Naruto smiled softly as he turned to face his mentor and lowered his centre of gravity slightly, breathing out softly as he placed his fingertips together and began the complex series of gestures he’d learned only an hour or so beforehand. However, this doesn’t seem to stop the Jutsu from working as he feels his chakra surge, activating a rush of energy to his palms. Almost instinctively, Naruto then stepped forth and placed both palms against Tsunade’s back, feeling the energy then surge into her body, making her freeze up suddenly for a second or so before turning back around with an annoyed expression plastered on her face.

“Naruto! What on earth are you doing?!” Tsunade yelled in annoyance as she pointed a finger at him, poking him in the chest as she forces him to back up until his backside bumps into her desk. However, as she scolds him for… Whatever he did… She feels an odd sensation, a numbness in her fingertips and toes that slowly starts to spread. Trying to ignore it, she continues but finds doing so impossible as her fingertip, the one that was being used to gently poke Naruto’s chest, started to feel odd- like the mass inside it was slowly being lost. Looking at her hand, Tsunade gasped as she that was exactly what was happening. Her fingertips now looked like a glove was being pulled off her hand, loose and empty. Before she could process this, more and more of her finger followed suit and, upon looking at both hands, palms facing her, she could see all of her fingers were doing the exact same thing. Quickly, they were empty and her hands were overcome by the same sensation. Now confused beyond belief, Tsunade quickly sat down as her feet lost their mass and collapsed into sock-like ends, retaining all the features that made them human.

“W-What on earth?” Tsunade stammered out, confused as she looked over to Naruto with wide, panicked eyes. However, Naruto couldn’t help but feel his curiosity and amazement outweigh his guilt or shock at what he’d done to her.

This odd feeling spread over her entire body, the numbness soon followed by the emptiness and loss of any mass below the skin. However, it didn’t feel like she was dying, more along the lines of a deep sleep, the gut feeling that whatever this was could be reversed sticking into her mind for some reason. Her arms now flopped down limply as the sensation reaches the elbow. More and more of her body succumbed to this odd feeling but the shock was slowly wearing off. Now, her anger turned to Naurto; yelling at him and calling him reckless and foolish for whatever he’d done. However, this didn’t change the inevitable spread of the feeling through her chest and up her neck. It seemed to speed up as, soon after this, her chest lost its mass and then her face followed suit, her speech garbling slightly as she felt her tongue start to hollow until, after a few more seconds, her world went black…

Naruto looked closely at what remained of Tsunade; a hollow skin. Filled with awe and curiosity, he gently poked and then turned it over. He noticed something up with the neck and, upon further inspection, he could see that there was a long seem running down the suit’s back, opening it up in an oddly inviting manner. Seeing no reason not to go all-in now that he’d come this far, Naruto pulled back her clothing and stripped off his own, tossing down everything before he slid his leg past her collar and into the skin.

It was an odd sensation, a feeling of warmth overcoming his leg and foot as he slotted it into place. Without stopping for even a moment, the other leg slid in too and, as if he were pulling on a pair of trousers, he sharply pulled up until the suit snugly sat around his waist. With a shudder, he felt the suit start to tighten, wrapping itself perfectly around his legs, feet and groin in an odd flurry of pleasure. It was an enjoyable feeling, the odd sensation of emptiness before his crotch was surprisingly comfortable. Looking down, he could see Tsunade’s legs and feet now responding to his command, as if nothing were amiss. Naruto paused for a second, feeling nervous butterflies in his stomach as he continued, pulling the still-clothed suit up and over his torso. However, the suit fails to tighten around his body as it had done with his legs and feet. Frowning, he looked down at the hollow glove-like arms that hung loosely by his sides and smirked.

A little awkwardly, he slotted his arm into the suit and then down the arm, watching the slight bulge travel down until he wiggled it into the skinsuit’s hand. As he did, he felt the gratifying tightness and watched in awe as the sagging skin perfectly wrapped around his hand, perfectly turning into the delicate hand of the Hokage. Spurred on by this, Naruto plunged his other arm into the second sleeve with less care this time, fiddling for a second or two in order to adjust the hand after accidentally slotting his middle finger into Tsunade’s ring finger; he felt a little relieved that such a mistake hadn’t yielded results, the consequences of which could’ve proven severe.

Now with a little more care, Naruto slid the suit up and over his shoulders before, with the delicate, feminine hands he’d recently stolen, he held the Hokage’s face in his hands, clutching the mask as he sighed softly. With a quick, instinctual breath, he slid his face into the slit and pushed it in. After a moment or two of adjusting the suit’s face, pulling it into position and slotting his nose into place, he felt the same almost magical vacuum sealing begin. However, the sensation continued down his back as the slit’s edges joined together and sealed him inside the skin of Tsunade. Naruto couldn’t quite stand up straight, overcome by the sensations that flooded his mind- the memories, the skills, the experiences- he was **** to take a seat as a minor headache set in. However, reflexively he made a slight gesture with his hand and unwittingly used on of Tsunade’s many healing Jutsu’s to immediately kill the aching pain.

Slowly, Naruto closed his eyes, feeling her new body’s chest rise and fall, appreciating its weight. She ran his tongue over his lips, tasting some sort of makeup she could vaguely remember Tsunade applying that morning before facing the day. It was her- or rather Tsunade’s- favourite after all. Slinking to his feet, Naruto strolled over to a nearby wooden pannel, basking in the soft jiggle of his stolen form as he did so, and pressed against; the pannel dropped down and unveiled a mirror for the new Hokage to admire herself in. An odd cocktail of lust and pride overcome her, a combination of her old memories of lusting after the beautiful Hokage’s body and the pride of also being the one to craft such a fine form for herself, despite her age.

However, this was soon side-tracked as she gently began to grope her chest, pulling down the loose grey kimono as she did and letting it drop to admire her bare tit-flesh. Biting her lip ever so gently, she brushed aside a loose blonde bang that strayed into her vision as her other hand gently squeezed and massaged her chest in an almost therapeutic way. However, this was soured as someone knocked at the door. With an irritated sigh, ‘Tsunade’ pulls up her kimono and calls out for whoever it was to enter. To their surprise, in walked Sakura.

“Miss Hokage… I’m a little worried...” She said, skipping any bow as she nervously rubbed her arm, “I can’t find Naruto anywhere… I sent him on a walk a few hours ago and now-”

“Sakura… He’ll be fine… I’ll be sure to send him to see you when he next turns up,” ‘Tsunade’ reaffirms as she gently places a hand on Sakura’s arm and affectionately squeezed it reassuringly.

She seems to appreciate this, smiling back and turning to leave, closing the door after her. With a small frown, ‘Tsunade’ realises this could prove to be an issue. However, a solution quickly presents itself as she performs a Shadow Clone Jutsu, hoping it’d look like her old self rather than the new one and, as luck would have it, it does. The slightly confused looking Shadow Clone was quickly keyed in on what exactly was happening and, when told it would need to be the new Naruto, at least for the time being, it nodded and was quickly sent off to find Sakura. Can’t have her raising any more worry over Naruto’s whereabouts after all.

With that sorted, the new Tsunade sighs softly and strolls back to her desk before taking a seat. With a small smirk, she peeled off her tight kimono top once more and gently groped her chest as she kicked off her sandals and placed her feet up on the rich, wooden desk.

Life would be good for the new Hokage.

Her life-long dream was now accomplished after all.