[author- genjutsu kinda confusing to me, so don't mind some mistakes haha.
Anyways, enjoy.
(2603 words this chapter)]
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Just a couple seconds after Madara took his hand out of Mirio's intangible arm, the two third years had suddenly gained a vacant look in their eyes. They stood still as statutes, as if no outside interference could affect their current predicament.
The front of the U.A. building was devoid of anyone else other than those two and the couple. Right now, if one were to look closely, they'd see the tall young man with long black hair, smirk ever so slightly as his lone visible eye flashed crimson.
Momo who was next to her boyfriend the whole time, stood there in astonishment. Her pretty black eyes widened as she wondered just what Madara had just done. It all happened in a short amount of time. The blonde had thought it was funny to mess a little with Madara, so it seems like this was the result.
The Uchiha couldn't contain himself. Light chuckles came out of his mouth as he started to circulate his chakra around the tip of his index finger. He turned to look at his girlfriend, and seeing the confused and curious expression that was plastered on her perfect face, he chose to speak up.
"Look at this." Raising his hand, Madara pointed his finger right at Mirio's forehead while releasing a soft sigh. "Look how easy it is to end his life. All his hard work. Years of harsh training, of constant trial and error to master that quirk of his, just for all of it to...disappear."
A mini spiraling ball of chakra formed on the tip of Madara's index finger. With his daily chakra control, this was fairly easy for him to do. This was obviously a different from of the Rasengan. Despite it being smaller than its original size, it's attack power shouldn't be underestimated.
Of course Mirio didn't need to worry about this since Madara wasn't actually going to kill him. The young man just found it laughable how easy it was to end the life of a person so great. Of a person with such a bright future and tremendous potential.
Some would say these thoughts of Madara's were extremely dark and unfitting for a 'hero in training', but that's not who he was...who he was striving to be. He'll be more. He'll strive to be more than just a man with a costume and license saving people as a job.
If he didn't, wouldn't it be an insult to have this name and power?
Madara Uchiha.
A name that'll spread throughout the world.
"Madara!" A voice yelled right next to him, causing him to get out of his little trance and thoughts.
He put his finger down, cancelled the Jutsu and looked at the two third years once again. The only movement coming from them was the slightly windy weather around the area ruffling their clothes and hair.
After a little while, he looked towards Momo, and he saw her staring at him with shock and obvious confusion. Numerous of questions were running wild throughout her mind as she tried to figure what her boyfriend did to Mirio and Tamaki.
Of course she had general ideas that came close to the truth, but unfortunately she would never be able to figure out on her own that Madara used a special kind of technique called genjutsu.
A wonderful, unique, interesting and down right terrifying ability that does wonders if used correctly. All in one, that's what Madara basically thought it was. Possibly one of his most powerful abilities coming into this new world.
"Madara, just what is that? You used your Sharingan and they suddenly stopped moving. What did you do?" Momo questioned, finding it easier to just ask instead of constantly arriving at dead ends in her mind.
"Illusionary Techniques, or as I like to call it, Genjutsu..." Stepping back, Madara wrapped his left arm around the slim waist of Momo, and pulled her into his c.h.e.s.t. Now they stood staring at the third years once again, as if they were two tourist gazing at some interesting artifact.
"You can say it's a recent ability of mine that I discovered I could use. I'm not sure exactly how it works right now, and my limitations, but overall it's fairly powerful." Momo stayed silent to carefully listen to every word that came out of her boyfriend's mouth.
That's right, Madara didn't know exactly how these genjutsu's of his worked, simply because it's basically using a different system in this world. In Naruto, he would have to affect his opponents chakra, but as he said once before, people in this world had none at all.
He also called it a recent ability because the first time he used it in all his years of living in this world was not so long ago. It was on Muscular when he put suggestions of suicide in the villain's mind. Now that he's thought of it, Madara wondered just how the man was doing right now. How insane has he become?
It was least likely that he had been able to kill himself. If that were the case, then news of his death would spread throughout the media faster than anyone would think.
"You used your Sharingan, does that mean you can only cast illusions with it?" Momo wondered out loud, looking up at the unique eyes of her boyfriend that she always found beautiful.
"No, not exactly. For more powerful techniques, I use it. In Mirio's and Tamaki's perspective, they're probably still having a conversation with me, and it most likely has been only a couple minutes for them since the blonde pulled off that little trick. It'll only seem like a short amount of time, but once they break out of the illusion, they'll realize only an hour has passed."
Momo stood there in shock. This was amazing! Affecting someone's sense of time...wasn't it scary as well? Just what were the weaknesses here? Momo wondered, but that was when she reminded herself of who the user of such a technique was. Madara.
'Weakness?' She scoffed in her head. 'Unlikely...'
"So are these illusions of yours able to damage the persons physical body? Or is it all just in their mind?" Momo questioned.
"Yes, it's mostly mental. I could either traumatize my victim, or just use a simple distraction. In the end, it'll wear them down mentally instead of physically. Some idiots might say that due to that little description I gave that it won't be too affective, but I personally think the mind is one of our greatest weaknesses.
We use it to think, and imagine. Use it everyday in our lives. Now imagine someone being able to destroy that, or rearrange it how they see fit. Affecting someone's thoughts, or making them see their greatest fear, or even biggest dream, just for all of it to shatter."
Madara spoke as Momo stayed silent for a couple minutes. The Uchiha let her process what he had just said since he knew how surprising it must be for her. Of course Momo knew that her boyfriend was very powerful, but she never knew he was able to do something like this. How was someone supposed to counter it?
God? Momo wondered if what Madara had told her before in class was true or not. She questioned if he considered himself as a god, and he had only responded by saying 'not yet'. After a couple moments, he laughed it off saying he was only joking, but Momo knew better.
He was completely serious when he said 'not yet'. What did that mean? For Momo, it meant that he was able to get even more stronger than he already was...up to the point where being called a God would perfectly fit!
"Madara..." Momo quietly said, gaining his attention.
"Hmm?"
"C-Can you show me?" The Yaoyorozu girl asked with slight hesitation, but calmed herself and looked up at Madara with determination filled in her eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"Show me. Put me in a powerful illusion of yours. I want to experience it!" Momo said, but louder this time. She knew that Madara would never harm her, but she couldn't help but hesitate when asking since the way he described it made the technique seem like something no one would ever want to experience in their lives.
"Oh? Are you sure Momo?" Madara asked as his lips arched into a slight smile.
"Yes, I'm 100 percent sure. Show me something amazing. Maybe something you wish to happen one day. I want to see a dream of yours." Momo said with a beautiful smile. This is what she and Nejire had asked Madara before. What were his dreams? What did he want to accomplish?
He didn't really have a true answer, but maybe it was because he thought of it as unachievable. That's what she had thought, and what she still believes. Maybe by using his illusions on her, he could show her just what this wish, dream or goal of his was. Once she saw it, Momo vowed to herself that she will try her hardest to help him achieve it!
"Alright then. I'll show you a vision I wish to see in the future, how about that?" Madara asked, receiving a nod in return.
Separating himself from Momo, he backed away from her to stand a couple feet in-front of her. With his Sharingan active, Madara knew exactly what he wanted to show his girlfriend.
"Brace yourself Momo..."
All the girl saw was a flash of red, and her surroundings had instantly changed. She was still at the front of the U.A. building, but both the third years and Madara had disappeared from her line of sight.
Most would question how her surroundings changed if she was at the exact same place. The answer? All Momo did was turn her sights towards the city, and her heart shook.
'This is an illusion.' She said to herself as screams of terror sounded out from the surrounding people. She understood, oh she perfectly did.
The actions of those around were perfectly normal considering what was being shown in her eyes right now!
A huge shadow had made the area around the city lose all its light. Those that looked up dropped to the ground on their knees with tears being freely let out. Helplessness and acceptance were visible in their eyes.
They knew no one was able to save them from this, knew that it was impossible to escape such a terrible thing. Due to that, they had simply accepted their incoming deaths.
Momo's breathing became harsher as her body started shaking.
'What was this?! T-this vision of his!' She questioned in her mind. It wasn't like she cared much about what her boyfriend does, but his reason for wishing to see such a thing happening one day is what was confusing her!
'It's just an illusion, it's just an illusion.' She constantly reminded herself.
Her eyes closed shut as she refused to look up. She wanted to get out of this illusion now! Fortunately for her, a familiar touch and voice had brought her out of her funk, calming her down.
She opened her eyes and saw Madara looking at her gently as he stroked her hair and arm. "Are you ok?" He asked.
"Y-Yeah I'm fine, but what was that Madara? Why would you show me such a thing? Is this really a vision of yours?" She questioned quickly.
All Madara did was mysteriously smile at her before he pecked her lips. "Who knows..." he said as brought her into his arms. Momo wanted to ask more, but a voice sounded out within the area.
"I'm sorry for making you guys wait for too long, but it looks like you two are perfectly fine and more than comfortable." Dressed in casual clothing consisting of skinny jeans, normal shoes and a jacket, Nemuri walked over to the couple.
Glancing at their position, she smiled teasingly, but that had faded away when she looked at two familiar students just standing there doing absolutely nothing.
"Umm, can you tell me what the hell two of U.A's Big 3 is currently doing?" The older and m.a.t.u.r.e woman asked.
"Hmm, don't mind them, it's just a simple challenge. As you know, the overly energetic Mirio Togata had asked to spar with me, but being me, I naturally refused, but he was so annoying and persistent. I relented and said if they can stand there without moving a single muscle for an hour, then I'll meet him tomorrow at Sir Nighteye's agency." Madara said, speaking complete bullshit. He just didn't think it was a good idea to tell Midnight of his genjutsu abilities, but even then he thought it wouldn't take long to trust her enough.
Mirio and Tamaki might figure it out due to experiencing it themselves, but that was unlikely and they'd probably think he had some other ability related to time or something.
"I'm not even going to question it anymore. I always knew those two were very strange..." Nemuri said. She knew there was obviously something Madara wasn't telling her, but she chose to stay silent. She'll ask later.
"Alright, then we're good to go." Madara said as he wrapped his right arm around Nemuri's waist and the other around Momo's. He released his uncomfortable aura so no one would bother them, and started walking towards the direction of the train station with his two girlfriends.
"Madara...I didn't know you were this horny. You can always wait until we get to your house." Nemuri said with a quiet and s.e.x.u.a.l m.o.a.n.
Madara had moved his hands and took a good chunk of the meaty thick flesh on his girlfriend's a.s.s and started groping! How lucky he was to able to feel this heaven everyday.
He was truly the luckiest man alive...
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(Yaoyorozu mansion)
The trio had arrived to their destination about 30 minutes ago. When they walked inside, they found out that Aiko and Jun weren't home at all, so it was just the three of them.
Currently, Momo and Nemuri were snuggled up and had their limbs wrapped around Madara's body inside his room, on his huge comfortable bed. They have been talking about whatever with each other, but that was until the teacher received an important text message.
"Who is it from Nemuri?" Momo asked as she noticed she how intently the woman was staring at her phone screen.
"I know you were able to figure it out Madara, so I see no problem with revealing this. It's the matches for the upcoming first term final exams...." Nemuri said.
"Oh?"
"Really! Can you tell us our matches?" Momo questioned in excitement, getting a laugh in return.
"Alright, I'll just skip your classmates since I'm sure you guys don't care who they fight. For Madara, oh, how surprising! You're apparently fighting both that Izuku and Bakugo kid as the first fight. And, wait a minute. What the hell!? All Might and Aizawa as the last one!?" Midnight questioned in shock.
"Don't worry too much about it, I had only challenged them. How interesting, it seems like they really want to see me 'lose'." Madara couldn't contain his laughter. This is exactly what he wanted! Battles that will bring him excitement! Now he's definitely looking forward to this final exam.
"How about me?" Momo questioned, not surprised that her boyfriend had went ahead and requested to fight their homeroom teacher and the strongest hero.
"Oh...Momo, you'll be fighting against Nezu."
"..."
[author- genjutsu kinda confusing to me, so don't mind some mistakes haha.
Anyways, enjoy.
(2603 words this chapter)]
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Just a couple seconds after Madara took his hand out of Mirio's intangible arm, the two third years had suddenly gained a vacant look in their eyes. They stood still as statutes, as if no outside interference could affect their current predicament.
The front of the U.A. building was devoid of anyone else other than those two and the couple. Right now, if one were to look closely, they'd see the tall young man with long black hair, smirk ever so slightly as his lone visible eye flashed crimson.
Momo who was next to her boyfriend the whole time, stood there in astonishment. Her pretty black eyes widened as she wondered just what Madara had just done. It all happened in a short amount of time. The blonde had thought it was funny to mess a little with Madara, so it seems like this was the result.
The Uchiha couldn't contain himself. Light chuckles came out of his mouth as he started to circulate his chakra around the tip of his index finger. He turned to look at his girlfriend, and seeing the confused and curious expression that was plastered on her perfect face, he chose to speak up.
"Look at this." Raising his hand, Madara pointed his finger right at Mirio's forehead while releasing a soft sigh. "Look how easy it is to end his life. All his hard work. Years of harsh training, of constant trial and error to master that quirk of his, just for all of it to...disappear."
A mini spiraling ball of chakra formed on the tip of Madara's index finger. With his daily chakra control, this was fairly easy for him to do. This was obviously a different from of the Rasengan. Despite it being smaller than its original size, it's attack power shouldn't be underestimated.
Of course Mirio didn't need to worry about this since Madara wasn't actually going to kill him. The young man just found it laughable how easy it was to end the life of a person so great. Of a person with such a bright future and tremendous potential.
Some would say these thoughts of Madara's were extremely dark and unfitting for a 'hero in training', but that's not who he was...who he was striving to be. He'll be more. He'll strive to be more than just a man with a costume and license saving people as a job.
If he didn't, wouldn't it be an insult to have this name and power?
Madara Uchiha.
A name that'll spread throughout the world.
"Madara!" A voice yelled right next to him, causing him to get out of his little trance and thoughts.
He put his finger down, cancelled the Jutsu and looked at the two third years once again. The only movement coming from them was the slightly windy weather around the area ruffling their clothes and hair.
After a little while, he looked towards Momo, and he saw her staring at him with shock and obvious confusion. Numerous of questions were running wild throughout her mind as she tried to figure what her boyfriend did to Mirio and Tamaki.
Of course she had general ideas that came close to the truth, but unfortunately she would never be able to figure out on her own that Madara used a special kind of technique called genjutsu.
A wonderful, unique, interesting and down right terrifying ability that does wonders if used correctly. All in one, that's what Madara basically thought it was. Possibly one of his most powerful abilities coming into this new world.
"Madara, just what is that? You used your Sharingan and they suddenly stopped moving. What did you do?" Momo questioned, finding it easier to just ask instead of constantly arriving at dead ends in her mind.
"Illusionary Techniques, or as I like to call it, Genjutsu..." Stepping back, Madara wrapped his left arm around the slim waist of Momo, and pulled her into his c.h.e.s.t. Now they stood staring at the third years once again, as if they were two tourist gazing at some interesting artifact.
"You can say it's a recent ability of mine that I discovered I could use. I'm not sure exactly how it works right now, and my limitations, but overall it's fairly powerful." Momo stayed silent to carefully listen to every word that came out of her boyfriend's mouth.
That's right, Madara didn't know exactly how these genjutsu's of his worked, simply because it's basically using a different system in this world. In Naruto, he would have to affect his opponents chakra, but as he said once before, people in this world had none at all.
He also called it a recent ability because the first time he used it in all his years of living in this world was not so long ago. It was on Muscular when he put suggestions of suicide in the villain's mind. Now that he's thought of it, Madara wondered just how the man was doing right now. How insane has he become?
It was least likely that he had been able to kill himself. If that were the case, then news of his death would spread throughout the media faster than anyone would think.
"You used your Sharingan, does that mean you can only cast illusions with it?" Momo wondered out loud, looking up at the unique eyes of her boyfriend that she always found beautiful.
"No, not exactly. For more powerful techniques, I use it. In Mirio's and Tamaki's perspective, they're probably still having a conversation with me, and it most likely has been only a couple minutes for them since the blonde pulled off that little trick. It'll only seem like a short amount of time, but once they break out of the illusion, they'll realize only an hour has passed."
Momo stood there in shock. This was amazing! Affecting someone's sense of time...wasn't it scary as well? Just what were the weaknesses here? Momo wondered, but that was when she reminded herself of who the user of such a technique was. Madara.
'Weakness?' She scoffed in her head. 'Unlikely...'
"So are these illusions of yours able to damage the persons physical body? Or is it all just in their mind?" Momo questioned.
"Yes, it's mostly mental. I could either traumatize my victim, or just use a simple distraction. In the end, it'll wear them down mentally instead of physically. Some idiots might say that due to that little description I gave that it won't be too affective, but I personally think the mind is one of our greatest weaknesses.
We use it to think, and imagine. Use it everyday in our lives. Now imagine someone being able to destroy that, or rearrange it how they see fit. Affecting someone's thoughts, or making them see their greatest fear, or even biggest dream, just for all of it to shatter."
Madara spoke as Momo stayed silent for a couple minutes. The Uchiha let her process what he had just said since he knew how surprising it must be for her. Of course Momo knew that her boyfriend was very powerful, but she never knew he was able to do something like this. How was someone supposed to counter it?
God? Momo wondered if what Madara had told her before in class was true or not. She questioned if he considered himself as a god, and he had only responded by saying 'not yet'. After a couple moments, he laughed it off saying he was only joking, but Momo knew better.
He was completely serious when he said 'not yet'. What did that mean? For Momo, it meant that he was able to get even more stronger than he already was...up to the point where being called a God would perfectly fit!
"Madara..." Momo quietly said, gaining his attention.
"Hmm?"
"C-Can you show me?" The Yaoyorozu girl asked with slight hesitation, but calmed herself and looked up at Madara with determination filled in her eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"Show me. Put me in a powerful illusion of yours. I want to experience it!" Momo said, but louder this time. She knew that Madara would never harm her, but she couldn't help but hesitate when asking since the way he described it made the technique seem like something no one would ever want to experience in their lives.
"Oh? Are you sure Momo?" Madara asked as his lips arched into a slight smile.
"Yes, I'm 100 percent sure. Show me something amazing. Maybe something you wish to happen one day. I want to see a dream of yours." Momo said with a beautiful smile. This is what she and Nejire had asked Madara before. What were his dreams? What did he want to accomplish?
He didn't really have a true answer, but maybe it was because he thought of it as unachievable. That's what she had thought, and what she still believes. Maybe by using his illusions on her, he could show her just what this wish, dream or goal of his was. Once she saw it, Momo vowed to herself that she will try her hardest to help him achieve it!
"Alright then. I'll show you a vision I wish to see in the future, how about that?" Madara asked, receiving a nod in return.
Separating himself from Momo, he backed away from her to stand a couple feet in-front of her. With his Sharingan active, Madara knew exactly what he wanted to show his girlfriend.
"Brace yourself Momo..."
All the girl saw was a flash of red, and her surroundings had instantly changed. She was still at the front of the U.A. building, but both the third years and Madara had disappeared from her line of sight.
Most would question how her surroundings changed if she was at the exact same place. The answer? All Momo did was turn her sights towards the city, and her heart shook.
'This is an illusion.' She said to herself as screams of terror sounded out from the surrounding people. She understood, oh she perfectly did.
The actions of those around were perfectly normal considering what was being shown in her eyes right now!
A huge shadow had made the area around the city lose all its light. Those that looked up dropped to the ground on their knees with tears being freely let out. Helplessness and acceptance were visible in their eyes.
They knew no one was able to save them from this, knew that it was impossible to escape such a terrible thing. Due to that, they had simply accepted their incoming deaths.
Momo's breathing became harsher as her body started shaking.
'What was this?! T-this vision of his!' She questioned in her mind. It wasn't like she cared much about what her boyfriend does, but his reason for wishing to see such a thing happening one day is what was confusing her!
'It's just an illusion, it's just an illusion.' She constantly reminded herself.
Her eyes closed shut as she refused to look up. She wanted to get out of this illusion now! Fortunately for her, a familiar touch and voice had brought her out of her funk, calming her down.
She opened her eyes and saw Madara looking at her gently as he stroked her hair and arm. "Are you ok?" He asked.
"Y-Yeah I'm fine, but what was that Madara? Why would you show me such a thing? Is this really a vision of yours?" She questioned quickly.
All Madara did was mysteriously smile at her before he pecked her lips. "Who knows..." he said as brought her into his arms. Momo wanted to ask more, but a voice sounded out within the area.
"I'm sorry for making you guys wait for too long, but it looks like you two are perfectly fine and more than comfortable." Dressed in casual clothing consisting of skinny jeans, normal shoes and a jacket, Nemuri walked over to the couple.
Glancing at their position, she smiled teasingly, but that had faded away when she looked at two familiar students just standing there doing absolutely nothing.
"Umm, can you tell me what the hell two of U.A's Big 3 is currently doing?" The older and m.a.t.u.r.e woman asked.
"Hmm, don't mind them, it's just a simple challenge. As you know, the overly energetic Mirio Togata had asked to spar with me, but being me, I naturally refused, but he was so annoying and persistent. I relented and said if they can stand there without moving a single muscle for an hour, then I'll meet him tomorrow at Sir Nighteye's agency." Madara said, speaking complete bullshit. He just didn't think it was a good idea to tell Midnight of his genjutsu abilities, but even then he thought it wouldn't take long to trust her enough.
Mirio and Tamaki might figure it out due to experiencing it themselves, but that was unlikely and they'd probably think he had some other ability related to time or something.
"I'm not even going to question it anymore. I always knew those two were very strange..." Nemuri said. She knew there was obviously something Madara wasn't telling her, but she chose to stay silent. She'll ask later.
"Alright, then we're good to go." Madara said as he wrapped his right arm around Nemuri's waist and the other around Momo's. He released his uncomfortable aura so no one would bother them, and started walking towards the direction of the train station with his two girlfriends.
"Madara...I didn't know you were this horny. You can always wait until we get to your house." Nemuri said with a quiet and s.e.x.u.a.l m.o.a.n.
Madara had moved his hands and took a good chunk of the meaty thick flesh on his girlfriend's a.s.s and started groping! How lucky he was to able to feel this heaven everyday.
He was truly the luckiest man alive...
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(Yaoyorozu mansion)
The trio had arrived to their destination about 30 minutes ago. When they walked inside, they found out that Aiko and Jun weren't home at all, so it was just the three of them.
Currently, Momo and Nemuri were snuggled up and had their limbs wrapped around Madara's body inside his room, on his huge comfortable bed. They have been talking about whatever with each other, but that was until the teacher received an important text message.
"Who is it from Nemuri?" Momo asked as she noticed she how intently the woman was staring at her phone screen.
"I know you were able to figure it out Madara, so I see no problem with revealing this. It's the matches for the upcoming first term final exams...." Nemuri said.
"Oh?"
"Really! Can you tell us our matches?" Momo questioned in excitement, getting a laugh in return.
"Alright, I'll just skip your classmates since I'm sure you guys don't care who they fight. For Madara, oh, how surprising! You're apparently fighting both that Izuku and Bakugo kid as the first fight. And, wait a minute. What the hell!? All Might and Aizawa as the last one!?" Midnight questioned in shock.
"Don't worry too much about it, I had only challenged them. How interesting, it seems like they really want to see me 'lose'." Madara couldn't contain his laughter. This is exactly what he wanted! Battles that will bring him excitement! Now he's definitely looking forward to this final exam.
"How about me?" Momo questioned, not surprised that her boyfriend had went ahead and requested to fight their homeroom teacher and the strongest hero.
"Oh...Momo, you'll be fighting against Nezu."
"..."
