(Note: The storyline and timeline may differ slightly from the original Naruto series. Dear readers, please don't get too hung up on the details!)
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"Alright, I've already gone over the basics of the Three Basic Techniques with you all. Now, let's move on to the Summoning Technique!" Iruka-sensei's voice carried confidently from the front of the classroom as he began explaining the ins and outs of summoning jutsu. "The hand signs for the Summoning Technique are as follows…"
Hirofumi Ito sat at his desk, watching Iruka-sensei lecture with enthusiasm about summoning jutsu.
(Okay, everyone, let's not get hung up on whether ninja school teaches summoning jutsu or not! It's a six-year program, and our main character is about to graduate. They've gotta cover some advanced topics, right? Plus, it's just theoretical knowledge—no summoning scrolls are involved!)
Hirofumi had been in this world long enough to know it like the back of his hand.
The world of Naruto!
Years ago, he'd just been out to meet a girl, and somehow, inexplicably, he ended up here.
All he'd done was try to help someone out—how was that fair?! A gambling addict for a dad, a sick mom, a young brother, and a sweet, responsible girl. If he didn't step up to help her, who would?
But that one act of kindness landed him reborn as a baby in the Naruto world!
At first, he braced himself for the classic "tragic hero" arc. You know the drill: parents die, he'd gain ultimate power, endure endless bullying and scorn, only to rise as the ultimate badass with a smirk and a full-on power explosion.
But reality proved him wrong. His parents were alive, his family was harmonious, and life was… surprisingly good.
The Ito clan wasn't some big-shot family in the Hidden Leaf Village, but they weren't nobodies either. While the clan wasn't exactly thriving in numbers, Hirofumi's father, Aoyama Ito, the clan head, was a legit Jonin! And his grandfather, Daiga Ito, was also a Jonin, though he'd retired to live out his golden years in peace, leaving all clan matters to Aoyama.
The Ito clan had a modest but respectable lineup: two Jonin (his dad and grandpa) and about a dozen Chunin. In the grand scheme of the Hidden Leaf, they weren't the flashiest, but they held their own.
As the young master of the Ito clan, Hirofumi was born with a silver spoon—or rather, a kunai—in his mouth. Both Aoyama and Daiga were the only heirs of their generations, so they doted on Hirofumi like he was the center of the universe.
No "parents die, power awakens" trope for him. No mysterious system popped up either. So, Hirofumi just went with the flow, growing up step by step.
Unlike the Nara, Yamanaka, or Akimichi clans, the Ito clan didn't have any secret techniques passed down through generations. But Hirofumi had been trained in chakra extraction and basic ninjutsu from a young age. Under his father and grandfather's guidance, he'd earned a bit of a reputation as a prodigy.
At his young age, he'd already mastered chakra control, nailed the Substitution and Transformation Techniques, and could handle ninja tools like a pro. In his class, he was easily the second-best student—only surpassed by Sasuke Uchiha.
Yeah, that Sasuke. The last Uchiha survivor always outshone him just a bit. In Sasuke's eyes, Hirofumi was probably "half a person," while the rest of their classmates didn't even register.
As Iruka-sensei droned on about summoning jutsu, Hirofumi's curiosity piqued. The Ito clan didn't have any traditional summoning beasts, so he'd always wondered if he could find a badass chakra-infused creature to call his own. Strength was secondary—style was forever. His summoning beast had to be cool, flashy, and downright awesome.
He already knew how the Naruto story would unfold. No cheat codes or hacks? No problem. He'd just kick back, let Naruto save the world, and enjoy the ride.
Over the years at the ninja academy, he'd gotten along well with Naruto, Sasuke, and the other "Konoha 12" kids. As a member of a small but respected clan, fitting into their circle was easy.
And here's the kicker: Ino Yamanaka seemed to have a thing for him! In the original story, Ino was all about Sasuke, but here? Her eyes lit up whenever she saw Hirofumi. Not that he was surprised—his looks were practically on par with you, dear readers! Buff, with that bad-boy charm like the Uchihas, he was the grade's undisputed heartthrob. Even Sasuke had to settle for second place in the looks department.
As Iruka-sensei kept talking, Hirofumi fiddled with the hand signs for the summoning jutsu. First like this, then like this, and finally…
Poof!
A cloud of white smoke engulfed the classroom, and Hirofumi's seat was suddenly empty.
The bizarre scene grabbed everyone's attention.
Iruka froze, dumbfounded. "Where's my student?!"
The classroom erupted into chaos. Sasuke quietly gripped a kunai, scanning the room warily. Choji Akimichi, startled, dropped his bag of chips.
"Where's Hirofumi?!" Ino's eyes were wide. She'd just been sneaking glances at him, and now—poof—he was gone!
The room buzzed with confusion. Shikamaru Nara scratched his pineapple-shaped head, frowning. "This looks like a drag…"
Naruto, woken up by the commotion, blinked sleepily, a bit of drool still on his chin. "What's going on?"
Iruka snapped out of it. He'd been lecturing about summoning jutsu, and now Hirofumi was gone. Could he have… used it? There was that story about Jiraiya, one of the Legendary Sannin, accidentally summoning himself somewhere with a botched technique.
Iruka swallowed hard. Could his student have stumbled into some crazy opportunity?!
"Sakura Haruno!" he called out.
"I'm here, Iruka-sensei!" Sakura scrambled to her feet.
"Keep the class in order! Everyone, stay calm. I'm going to get the Hokage!"
Sakura was the most obedient student and aced her academics, making her the unofficial class monitor in Iruka's eyes.
"Yes, sir!" she replied.
With that, Iruka sprinted toward the Hokage's office.