What if Naruto was Trained by Sosuke Aizen

It had been a perfect day for Naruto. He had reignited Rock Lee's fighting spirit, deepened Sasuke's understanding of his ambitions, and demonstrated his own strength and will of fire. More importantly, he had likely earned a few more points in the Third Hokage's estimation. Every step of his plan was falling into place.

The Third Hokage's Office

In the dimly lit Hokage's office, Hiruzen Sarutobi puffed on his pipe, his aged eyes fixed on the crystal ball before him. The scene of Naruto's training with Sasuke and Lee played out in vivid detail. Hiruzen's expression was thoughtful, his mind racing with calculations.

"Naruto's physical skills are exceptional," Hiruzen murmured to himself. "To train with such heavy weights at his age... His will to grow stronger is undeniable."

But there was a problem. Naruto, the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, was getting close to the Uchiha clan—a family the Konoha leadership had long sought to control. The Uchiha's Sharingan was both a blessing and a curse. It was Konoha's most powerful bloodline limit, but its activation often required extreme emotional stress, even the death of loved ones. This had earned the Uchiha a reputation for darkness and bloodshed.

The Uchiha's history only added to the tension. Their ancestor, Madara Uchiha, had co-founded Konoha with Hashirama Senju, only to later turn against the village. This legacy of betrayal had cast a long shadow over the clan.

To keep the Uchiha in check, the Konoha leadership had relocated them to a remote part of the village and placed them in charge of the Konoha Military Police Force—a position that, while prestigious, often put them at odds with the villagers. Over time, the Uchiha had become increasingly isolated and resentful.

Hiruzen frowned. He couldn't allow the Uchiha to grow stronger, especially not by forming ties with Naruto. The boy was too important to the village's future. But outright suppression wasn't the answer. Hiruzen preferred balance, much like how he had allowed Danzo to build the Root organization. It was a dangerous game, but one he had played for decades.

"Perhaps Naruto, with his will of fire, can assimilate Sasuke," Hiruzen mused. "If Sasuke comes to love Konoha as much as his brother Itachi, it could be a turning point."

Sasuke Returns Home

Meanwhile, Sasuke returned to the Uchiha compound, his face bruised and swollen from the day's training. His older brother, Itachi, noticed immediately. Though his expression remained calm, a flicker of anger burned in his eyes. Who had dared to hurt his little brother?

"Sasuke, what happened to your face?" Itachi asked, his voice gentle but laced with concern.

Sasuke touched his wounds gingerly. "I sparred with Naruto today. The gap between us is huge, so I kept losing. But it's okay—Naruto gave me some pointers, and my taijutsu is improving."

"Naruto?" Itachi's eyes narrowed slightly. "Uzumaki Naruto?"

Uchiha Fugaku, Sasuke's father, looked thoughtful. "It seems Naruto has inherited his father's talent. If he's already this strong at his age, Konoha will likely tighten its grip on him."

Fugaku's expression darkened. For the Uchiha, this was troubling news. The village's leadership had always viewed the Uchiha with suspicion, and Naruto's growing strength could be used as another excuse to suppress them.

"Sasuke, you used the Fireball Jutsu?" Itachi asked, his tone tinged with surprise.

Sasuke nodded. "Yeah, but Naruto split it in half with his sword."

Itachi and Fugaku exchanged a glance. For a five-year-old to wield such skill was extraordinary. Naruto's taijutsu and swordsmanship were already at genin level, if not higher.

"Naruto said if I don't work hard, I'll waste my talent," Sasuke continued, his voice filled with determination. "From now on, I'm going to train with him and Rock Lee every day. I won't lose to them."

Fugaku nodded approvingly. Sasuke had always been coddled under Itachi's protection. This newfound drive was a good sign.

The Uchiha Family Dinner

That evening, the Uchiha family gathered for dinner. Sasuke's mother, Mikoto, had prepared a feast, but the atmosphere was tense. Sasuke's injuries and his newfound determination were the main topics of conversation.

"Naruto is strong," Sasuke said between bites. "But I'll catch up to him. I'll train harder than anyone else."

Mikoto smiled softly, though her eyes betrayed her worry. "Just don't push yourself too hard, Sasuke. You're still young."

Fugaku, however, was more pragmatic. "Strength is important, but so is strategy. The Uchiha clan has always been known for its intellect as much as its power. Remember that."

Itachi, sitting quietly beside Sasuke, placed a hand on his brother's shoulder. "You're doing well, Sasuke. But don't forget why you're training. It's not just about surpassing Naruto. It's about protecting the people you care about."

Sasuke nodded, though his mind was already racing with plans for the next day's training.

Mikoto's Reflections

After dinner, Mikoto stood at the kitchen sink, washing dishes. Her thoughts drifted to her deceased friend, Kushina. Naruto was her son, yet he was treated as a monster by the village. Mikoto's heart ached for him.

Fugaku approached her, his voice low. "The relationship between the Uchiha and the village is strained. Naruto, as the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, will be tightly controlled by the Third Hokage. We can't change that."

"I know," Mikoto said, her voice trembling. "But he's Kushina's child. If the village weren't so hostile to us, we could at least give him a better life. We wouldn't be hated like we are now."

Fugaku sighed. "As long as the Third Hokage and his allies remain in power, the Uchiha will never thrive in Konoha."

Naruto's Study

Back in his small apartment, Naruto sat cross-legged on the floor, flipping through a book titled The Will of Fire. He had been studying Konoha's ideology, trying to understand the village's leadership and their motives. The more he read, the more he realized how deeply rooted the village's problems were.

"After the Third Hokage took power, the Senju clan withered away, and now the Uchiha are being pushed to the brink," Naruto muttered to himself. "First, they eliminated the Senju, and now they're isolating the Uchiha. The Third Hokage must have a powerful ally helping him carry out these plans."

Naruto's eyes narrowed. "But who? And what does that mean for me?"

He leaned back, staring at the ceiling. The village's history was a web of secrets and betrayals, and Naruto was determined to unravel it. He knew he couldn't trust the Hokage or the village elders. They saw him as a weapon, a tool to be controlled. But Naruto had other plans.

The Next Morning

The next morning, Naruto arrived at the training ground early. Rock Lee was already there, running laps with his usual intensity. Sasuke arrived shortly after, his expression determined.

"Ready to train?" Naruto asked with a smile.

Sasuke nodded. "I won't lose to you today."

Naruto chuckled. "We'll see."

As the three boys trained together, a sense of camaraderie began to form. Each of them had their own struggles, but they were no longer facing them alone.

The Third Hokage's Plan

Back in his office, Hiruzen watched the trio through his crystal ball. A small smile played on his lips. "Perhaps Naruto can bridge the gap between the Uchiha and the village. If he can inspire Sasuke and Lee, he might just be the key to Konoha's future."

But Hiruzen's smile faded as he thought of Danzo and the Root. The shadowy organization was always lurking, ready to exploit any weakness. Hiruzen knew he would have to tread carefully.