Naruto: Starting By Saving Mikoto

That old man Danzo's days were numbered—Hiro knew that much. Sasuke would kill him eventually, but Hiro couldn't afford to wait that long.

Danzo was too cunning, too dangerous to let time take its course.

Danzo... that man is a vulture, Hiro thought, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. He'll use this chaos to his advantage.

With the Third Hokage gone, Danzo would make his move, creeping closer to the Hokage seat, hungry for power.

Hiro sighed, his mind sharpening on the task ahead. "It's not like I want to kill him," he muttered to himself.

"He'll die eventually… but he'll meddle with Tsunade. That's why he needs to be dealt with. And, well, I can get revenge for the Uchiha clan too."

A slow, dark satisfaction stirred within him. Taking care of Danzo wasn't just a necessity—it was an opportunity.

As Hiro sat in the quiet room, the next thought crept into his mind. Should I tell Tsunade? The truth about Danzo's dark deeds, his involvement in the Uchiha massacre, and his involvement in wiping out senju clan and Her little brother…

Hiro moved silently toward Tsunade's room, his thoughts swirling with the weight of what he was about to reveal. Would she believe him? It was hard to say, but she needed to know the truth—about Danzo, about the Uchiha massacre, and the darker secrets that extended far beyond just one clan.

As he entered, Tsunade looked up, sensing something serious in his expression. "Hiro, what's going on?" she asked, her brow furrowed.

He took a deep breath, stepping closer. "Tsunade, I think I have something you might be interested in."

Her eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?"

Hiro paused, carefully choosing his words. "It's about Danzo Shimura and Sarutobi Hiruzen..."

She looked at him, a mix of curiosity and concern on her face. "Why are you bringing them up all of a sudden?"

"Well, let me tell you some things."

"It's about the Uchiha massacre," Hiro began, his voice low but steady. "It wasn't just Itachi's mission. Danzo and the Third Hokage were involved in orchestrating it."

Tsunade's eyes widened, a mixture of confusion and disbelief flashing across her face. "The Third Hokage? What are you saying, Hiro?"

Hiro took a step closer, the tension in the air thickening. "I know it's hard to believe, but Sarutobi Hiruzen—he wasn't as innocent as everyone thought.

He allowed it to happen. He knew about the tensions building between the Uchiha and the village, but instead of finding a peaceful solution, he gave Danzo free rein. Danzo saw the Uchiha as a threat, and Hiruzen allowed him to act."

Tsunade's fists clenched at her sides, but she said nothing, waiting for Hiro to continue. He could tell she was processing the shock, trying to reconcile the image of the kindly Third Hokage with the cold, calculated man who had allowed an entire clan to be wiped out.

"Danzo saw an opportunity," Hiro continued, his voice now laced with disgust. "He manipulated Itachi, forcing him into a corner.

Danzo told Itachi that wiping out his own clan was the only way to save the village. It was a lie. Danzo didn't care about peace; he wanted the Uchiha gone because he feared their power.

And Hiruzen, knowing full well what would happen, stood by and let it all unfold."

Tsunade's expression hardened, but there was a flicker of pain in her eyes. "You're saying my sensei allowed this to happen?"

Hiro nodded slowly. "He was complicit, Tsunade. He could have stopped Danzo, but he didn't.

Maybe he thought it was the best choice for the village, but in the end, he allowed Danzo to run unchecked.

And it wasn't just the Uchiha… Danzo had a hand in the decimation of your clan too—the Senju."

Tsunade's breath hitched at the mention of her clan. "The Senju…?"

"Danzo feared any clan with power," Hiro explained. "The Uchiha, the Senju—anyone who could challenge his authority or rival Konoha's control.

He used the village's security as a pretext to eliminate any threat. Even your brother, Nawaki, his death was suspicious."

Tsunade's mind raced, connecting dots she had ignored for years. The Senju Clan—once the pillars of Konoha—had dwindled to nearly nothing.

She had always believed it was the cost of war, the natural attrition of battle.

But now, Hiro's words made the memories resurface with new clarity, and a cold dread settled over her.

"How?" Tsunade whispered, her voice shaking. "How did they die? I thought... I thought it was during the wars, on missions…"

Hiro's gaze was steady.

"That's what Danzo wanted everyone to think. That the deaths were just... the toll of a shinobi's life. But there were too many Senju who vanished without explanation, even those who weren't on the frontlines.

People who were in the village. Danzo orchestrated their disappearances, using Root under his direct control to eliminate anyone he deemed a threat to Konoha's 'stability.' Your clan was no exception."

Tsunade's knees buckled, and she sank into a nearby chair. Her hands trembled, clenching into fists on her lap. "So... it wasn't just coincidence," she murmured, almost to herself. "Nawaki… and the others… they were targeted?"

Hiro nodded grimly. "Danzo saw them as liabilities. He feared that if the Senju regained strength, they would challenge his influence, much like he feared the Uchiha.

Your brother, Nawaki, had dreams of becoming Hokage—he was passionate about peace and rebuilding. Danzo saw that ambition as a threat."

Tsunade's chest tightened, tears welling up in her eyes, but she fought them back.

Her whole life she had carried the burden of loss—thinking it was fate, believing it was unavoidable tragedy. Now, hearing the truth twisted the knife even deeper. "And the Third Hokage… my sensei, he knew about this?"

Hiro hesitated for a moment before continuing. "He knew more than he let on, Tsunade.

Maybe he thought he was keeping the peace by allowing Danzo to operate in the shadows, but in the end, he let it happen. He let Danzo take control. He could have intervened, but he didn't."