Time passed swiftly.
In the blink of an eye, five years had gone by since Alex—now known as Uchiha Akihiro—was reborn into the world of shinobi.
From the moment he learned how to walk, he began training his body.
Not far from the Uchiha compound, a quiet grove stood bathed in sunlight. Warm rays filtered through dense leaves, scattering shadows across the grass below. In the middle of the forest, a small figure repeatedly struck a thick tree trunk with clenched fists.
Each punch made the tree shudder.
Leaves fell like rain.
"997… 998… 999… 1000…"
Alex finished counting silently before collapsing onto his back, chest heaving as he gasped for air. His clothes—embroidered with the Uchiha clan crest—were soaked through with sweat.
After resting for a long while, he gritted his teeth, rolled over, and began doing push-ups again.
This had been his life for the past five years.
Eat. Sleep. Train.
Back on Earth, Alex had been nothing more than a nerdy student . Exercise was not to his liking but here Danger was iminiet ,ever since arriving in the Naruto world, he had never once felt safe.Poor me need to get stronger
This world was chaotic. Cruel.
Fortunately, his body wasn't ordinary.
Though the rules of this world differed from Dragon Ball, the foundation of a Saiyan body remained. Even as a child, his physical strength far surpassed normal humans. He wasn't a monster like Son Goku—but Alex could feel it. If this continued, his future strength would be terrifying.
And more importantly—
He had memories.
That was his greatest advantage.
"Alex, it's time to eat."
His mother's voice echoed from afar.
"I'm coming, Mom!"
Alex turned and sprinted home.
When he arrived, he was about to head inside to wash up when he noticed a familiar figure approaching from the road.
"Father?"
Uchiha Yasushi had just returned from a mission.
The man laughed heartily as he reached out and ruffled Alex's hair. "Little Alex! Haven't you missed your father?"
Alex knocked his hand away with an exasperated look. "You've only been gone a month and three days."
"One day apart feels like three autumns," Yasushi replied shamelessly.
Misa emerged from the house, smiling warmly. "You're back early. No missions?"
"The captain managed to get me a few days of leave," Yasushi said. "This war… it's exhausting."
Alex's expression darkened slightly.
The war.
Five years ago, the Third Kazekage of Sunagakure had disappeared without a trace. The search that followed exposed the village's vulnerability—and the balance of power between the Five Great Nations collapsed.
The disappearance wasn't the cause of war.
It was merely the spark.
Old grudges, buried hatred, and years of preparation finally erupted. Shinobi were sent to the battlefield one after another—including Alex's father.
That night, during dinner, Yasushi suddenly spoke.
"Alex, you're already five years old. It's time for you to attend the Ninja Academy."
Alex's eyes lit up.
This was what he'd been waiting for.
"Yes, Father."
"The Academy opens in a week," Yasushi continued. "Unfortunately, my leave ends in five days. I'll return to the battlefield after that."
Misa gently took her husband's hand. "Come back alive. The child I'm carrying is still waiting for a name."
The room fell silent.
"Wait—what?" Yasushi froze, then burst into laughter. "Really?! I'm going to be a father again?"
Alex looked at his mother's belly, emotions swirling in his chest.
Joy.
And pressure.
I need to become stronger, he thought. Before everything collapses.
The next morning, Yasushi took Alex aside.
"Akhiro ," he said seriously, "do you know what chakra is?"
Alex nodded internally but kept listening.
"Chakra is the fusion of physical energy and spiritual energy," Yasushi explained. "It's the source of all ninjutsu. Without chakra, a shinobi is nothing."
He went on to explain the chakra natures—fire, water, wind, lightning, earth, yin, and yang—and finally smiled proudly.
"Our Uchiha clan is naturally aligned with fire. Once you master chakra, I'll teach you the Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique."
Then he taught Alex how to refine chakra.
Thanks to years of physical training and Saiyan physiology, Alex succeeded almost immediately.
Yasushi was stunned.
"Your chakra reserves are… abnormally large."
Soon after, Yasushi demonstrated the hand seals.
"Snake—Rat—Monkey—Boar—Horse—Tiger."shape figure movements
"Fire Release: Great Fireball!"
A blazing sphere roared forward.
"Your turn."
Alex mimicked the seals perfectly.
A massive fireball erupted—larger than his father's—but vanished instantly.
Yasushi frowned. "You have too much chakra… and not enough control."
"What do I do?" Alex asked.
"Chakra control training," Yasushi said with a grin. "We start with water walking."
Alex: Of all things…
Three days later, he succeeded.
Only then did he finally release a stable Great Fireball Technique.
After that, Yasushi taught him only one more thing—the Sharingan. Then he left for the battlefield.
A week passed.
On the way to the Ninja Academy, Alex met another Uchiha child.
"Hi! My name is Uchiha Itachi. Nice to meet you!"
Alex looked at him silently.
This cheerful, polite boy…
…would one day slaughter his own clan.
"I'm Uchiha Akihiro," he replied flatly with deadpan expression .
Alex didn't think about changing Itachi's fate.
Not yet.
He didn't have the strength to save everyone.
But he would protect his family.No one should even harbour evil intent about them cus it's my family and and I like them
No matter what or whom I face I will kick the nutz out of them.