Naruto: The Prince of Lust-Chapter 323

Reaching the center of the field with Genma between them, the proctor looks between the pair as silence descends the spectators. Genma can feel the anticipation in the air; a buzzing charge like static electricity, makes him pay more attention than with any other fight. From the stands, everyone is staring intently, unable to gauge an outcome of the match because even if Gaara is the son of the Kazekage, it appears that Naruto may be the son of the Yondaime. It was an impossible and unprecedented situation to consider for rational and bias observers alike and everyone was fully invested in the event.

"Keh keh keh keh," Gaara insanely laughs to himself which irks Naruto.

After being inspired by Hinata’s match and hating what Temari was forced to do, Naruto pronounces to Gaara, "you didn’t have to do that to Temari-chan." Though Naruto was a mixture of feelings, he felt certain, "she loves you and her village very much and you used that for nothing. Can’t you see you hurt her?"

The top from Gaara’s sand gourd pops off as he glares at Naruto, professing in the meantime, "fighting only for oneself, living while only loving oneself, thinking that others exist only to allow you to experience that feeling of superiority, nothing else matters but that world."

"Enough," Genma calls to the boys. "Gaara versus Naruto: Begin." The majority of the crowd cheers for the official start of the match for everyone was eager to see physical proof that Naruto is the Fourth Hokage’s son. But Gaara and Naruto don’t start. Staring each other down, they reject this show for the crowd because this meant more to them.

Thinking of Temari’s anguish, Naruto demands to know, "why’d you make her do that?"

"One must have a reason to exist," Gaara growls. His face morphs into something demented as he maniacally declares, "mine is to kill everyone besides me. Hers is to be of use to me. But you... I could not simply kill you without destroying your belief that love means anything more than weakness."

"You’re wrong," Naruto retorts, clenching his fist. "Temari loves you. Both your brother and sister love you-"

Growing irritated with that word, Gaara’s sand explodes out of his gourd. High and wide-reach sand tendrils shoot out to stab Naruto from multiple directions. The blond was quick on the uptake, gathering chakra under his feet and avoiding every strike while retreating far enough away to eye his feral opponent from a distance.

"Come," Gaara yells. "Or are you too much of a coward to face your death!"

Naruto creates two clones of himself, both of whom rush and hide behind the few trees at the forested edge of the arena. Only a few in the booing arena can see them sitting and meditating as Naruto draws out his chakra knuckle blade from his lower back. Naruto easily adds his Fūton chakra to the blade, creating a longer sharper blade of chakra as he calls out, "the only coward here is you! Someone who can’t even hear how much other people love him cuz they’re too scared to feel anything!" Naruto begins walking toward him, growing more and more confident with every step. "Talking about blood and existence is absolute crap but I’ll show you you’re not as alone as you think!"

Gaara’s missiles of sand attack fast and precise from above, straight on, and the sides, but Naruto is much faster and his blade cuts through each tendril of sand he doesn’t dodge as he rushes the redhead. With his arms crossed, Gaara remains rooted in place as his sand effortlessly conforms to his great need to kill, attacking Naruto from any angle he can draw blood but the blond only gets closer. Like sand spears coming from eight different sides, Naruto easily extends his chakra blade longer, sharper, to cut the sand spears to finally enter within range of Gaara for a strong punch to the head.

Unconcerned, Gaara’s sand automatically absorbs Naruto’s fist and tries to crush it when the blond’s chakra blade cuts through the sand and he leaps out of the way. Naruto leaps back, dodging and cutting sand bullets until he’s far enough. They stare at each other for a moment before Naruto rotates his shoulders and stretches, twisting his midsection as he tells Gaara, "not bad. You’re sand’s faster the closer to you it is." Snickering, Naruto notes, "if anything, at least your sand loves you."

Glaring at Naruto, Gaara voices, "is that all I can expect from you? What happened to all that power I saw? Show me what your words of love mean so I can crush them! Show me!"

Naruto extends his right hand ahead of him, palm facing toward the blue sky. For a moment, what Naruto is doing is almost imperceptible to the naked eye, but very soon, blue chakra begins to spin in multiple directions at once. Naruto knows it took his father three years to master Rasengan, and from Jiraiya, he knows that’s roughly seven thousand hours of pure training time. In the five months since Naruto’s learned the Rasengan, he estimates he and his hundreds of clones have logged-in just over seven thousand hours, since in his palm, in front of hundreds of witnesses, blue spinning chakra brightens and broadens as it forms into a perfect sphere.

From merchants to villagers to shinobi and everyone in between, none dare blink for fear of missing a single moment of such an unexpectedly extraordinary event. For many years, the history that’s always associated with Uzumaki Naruto is that of the rampaging Kyūbi killing and butchering many loved ones, shinobi and civilian alike. At the moment, no one rational can deny seeing Naruto as the son of their beloved Fourth Hokage who died protecting their village. Many had to accept that the boy they’ve hated with all their being for years was in fact the son of the Fourth, while many others were proud.

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