Before we start, I have a few notices to put, before I get bombarded with all the questions.

Naruto is born one year after the Third War, the Kyuubi attacks, Minato and Kushina are dead. Everything else happened according to cannon.

Jiraiya takes Naruto away to be trained, coming to the village the first time when Naruto is 25.

Met with Tsunade and Shizune several times in the past.

And he will be powerful. A lot. Like, Minato, Kushina and Jiraiya combined. So no complaints.

There, that should do. Any questions you have I'll try to answer. Provided you don't use a guest account. And don't overdo it.

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Hiruzen Sarutobi sighed sadly as he looked over his ruined village, holding a small bundle in his hands. Not too long ago, only a year, in fact, the Third Shinobi World War had ended, and he announced the hero of that war, Minato Namikaze, as his successor in the office. And now this happened.

Earlier that day the dreaded Kyūbi no Kitsune attacked the village, forcing Minato to give his life, and the life of his wife, Kushina Uzumaki, to seal the beast into his son, Naruto. The same son Hiruzen was now holding.

"Tough day, ne Sensei?" A tall, white-haired man stepped out of the shadows behind the Sandaime Hokage.

"You're late, Jiraiya." Hiruzen muttered, not bothering to turn around.

"Sorry Sensei, I was in Kumo when I got the news. Is that…"

"Their son." Hiruzen turned around and passed the bundle to his old student, who gingerly took it into his arms.

"Hey there Naruto. This is your awesome godfather." Hiruzen chuckled as the baby woke up and grasped the long white hair into his small hands.

"So, what are you going to do now?" Jiraiya looked up from his godson with a raised eyebrow. "Are you going to stay? Or leave him here and continue with your spy operations?"

"Hm, good question." His eyes fell on the seal on Naruto's stomach, still visible. "Jinchūriki…" Jiraiya muttered, his eyebrows sharpening in thought. "So, Naruto, what do you think about travelling all around the Nations with your awesome godfather?" The baby giggled in response. "Well, that's settled."

"Hold on, Jiraiya, you can't take…"

"Bye Sensei, we'll be back when the kid's good enough to become a ninja." Jiraiya vanished in a puff of smoke, leaving a bewildered Hokage behind, who promptly slapped his face with his palm.

"Great, this is going to go over so well with the Council. Maybe I can just…" Sarutobi stared longingly at the still-standing village gates, before shrugging and vanishing in a swirl of leaves.

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"Excited to be back?" Jiraiya asked, looking at the figure behind him. Twenty five years had passed since he had taken his godson from the village, and the boy, now man, soaked up all Shinobi-related knowledge like a sponge. Jiraiya swore he was as much a prodigy as his father, and now he could safely say the young man was stronger than him and his parents.

"I can hardly be excited to return to a place I don't remember being in, hm Sensei?" The blond answered, looking up from a book in his hand with a small smile. He was tall, only two inches shorter than Jiraiya himself, with a lean, muscular build. He had short, shaggy blond hair with longer bangs on the right side of his face, covering a half of his right sly-blue eye. He was dressed in a black turtleneck shirt, the sleeves rolled up to half of his forearms and red swirls on the shoulders and black Anbu pants, along with black Shinobi sandals. He had a pouch strapped to his waist and a kunai holster on his right leg. Finishing off the look were fingerless gloves with metal plates on the back. "But I am looking forward to seeing what the village of my birth has to offer. I just wish she could be here." He let out a small sad sigh.

"I swear, you are too obsessed over that girl."

"Well you're one to talk. I read your first adult novel, Sensei. The blond female protagonist was suspiciously similar to a woman I know." Jiraiya sweat dropped.

"Ok, ok, you've made your point. Damn smart-mouth brat." The older man mumbled, getting a chuckle from his student.

"Oh, we're here." Naruto closed his book and put it into his pouch, looking up at the large village gates.

"That's right. Over there, we still have to register." They walked over to two Chūnin who were on guard duty that day. "Hey there."

"Ah, Jiraiya-Sama!" One yelled, waking the other from his nap. "You're back. It's been years."

"There was a lot of stuff to do." The Sannin shrugged. "But we're here now. Sign us up."

"Of course, we'll just need the name of you… Yondaime-Sama!" The other Chūnin guard yelped in surprise, eyes wide as they fell on Naruto's form.

"Ara?" Naruto tore his gaze from the village and looked at the two. "Oh, I'm sorry, but not quite. I'm Naruto. Namikaze Naruto."

"The Yondaime's son?" Naruto nodded and the two Chūnin bowed. "Welcome to Konoha Namikaze-Sama."

"Now, now, that's not necessary. Just call me Naruto." He waved his hand. "Can we get in now?"

"Yes, of course. The Hokage tower is straight down the main street. Enjoy your stay." The two travelers nodded and left the gate.

"Son of the Yondaime…"

"Yeah. And just imagine, we saw him here first." The two Chūnin shared a grin.

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Naruto and Jiraiya arrived just in time to save Sarutobi's slowly degenerating sanity by paperwork.

"Hello, Naruto-Kun, it's nice to see you again." The old man said, lighting his pipe.

"Hello, Sandaime-San. I wish I could say the same, but I don't remember the first time. So it's nice meeting you." Naruto gave a small smile.

"Yes, I suppose you wouldn't. But please, call me Sarutobi." He then turned to Jiraiya. "So how strong do you think he is? Gennin? Chūnin?"

Jraiya's grin widened and he started to chuckle, which soon turned into full blown laughter. "Gennin? Chūnin? Please Sensei, you've got to give me more credit than that. The brat is as much a prodigy as Minato was."

"So Jōnin?"

"He could beat his mother, his father, me, and likely you in your prime. He's easily Kage level. Double-S Rank." Hiruzen could feel his jaw dislocate as he stared at the young man who just fished out a book from his pouch and started reading it.

"You're kidding."

"Of course not. I taught him everything, Sensei. Everything. He is as fast, strong, intelligent, devoted, courageous and attentive as his father, but can be just as stubborn and fierce as his mother. He has three Chakra Natures, knows all jutsu his parents knew, and all Jutsu I know. He even made a few himself."

"And Fūinjutsu?"

"Just as good as his parents. He even used the key."

"The key? So he…"

"Complete control. I think it even likes him."

"He." Naruto said, still reading the book.

"I'm sorry?" Hiruzen looked at him.

"Kurama doesn't really like being called an 'it'. The Kyūbi." He added, noticing the puzzled look on the Hokage's face. "It's his name."

"I see. Well then, I guess I can afford to give you this." Sarutobi fished out a green vest from a seal on his table. "And a Hitai-Ate."

"No need, I have my own." He brought the headband from his pouch. It had a black cloth that was longer than most wore. The metal part itself was standard length and width, but instead of a spiraling leaf sight of Konoha, it had the kanji for 'oil'.

"You even went to Myōbokuzan?"

"And he's better than me, too." Jiraiya crossed his arms and looked away angrly, muttering about stupidly talented brats.

"Eh, sorry Sensei." Naruto scratched the back of his head nervously.

"Bah, forget about it." Jiraiya snapped back to normal just as the Hokage gathered himself from his stupor.

"In any event, welcome to Konoha, Jōnin Naruto Namikaze. I just have one more question for you, then you can follow Jiraiya to your parents' house. What do you think about being Sensei?"

"I was going to bring that up myself. It's one of my dreams." Sarutobi nodded.

"Then come by tomorrow at eight to choose your team. But for now you're dismissed."

"You ready for this kid?" Jiraiya asked his godson when the two walked out of the tower.

"Is anyone?" Naruto muttered and looked towards the Hokage Monument, to his father's head. "But I think I'll manage." He gave a small smile and turned back to his book.