# Hokage Godaime. Book 1

Аноним Kass

After death, the girl wakes up in the body of Tsunade Senju and, having learned how to heal, becomes the fifth Hokage. Swearing with the elders and making a pact with Orochimaru.

Hokage Godaime


Автор Katss


The Prologue


Bliiinnn... I'm so sick of everything. Instead of a wonderful and peaceful vacation under palm trees by the sea, I have to sit next to the bed of a sick kid and treat completely destroyed chakra channels in places. Why? Yes, because another overgrown idiot decided to teach him a super-duper technique. At least I thought with my head, and not with another eternally preoccupied place, or something. Two morons. No wonder they found each other.

I hate this fucking Shinobi world...


Two years ago.

To die in a dream - what could be more beautiful? Dying in your sleep during a plane crash, I think, is not so bad. At least I wasn't scared, I wasn't praying, and I wasn't screaming. Why did I waste my own death? It's simple: I hadn't slept for two days before that, settling an emergency at work before my vacation and closing the last contracts. Naturally, after boarding the plane, I just passed out. But to die in a plane crash in your sleep, when you're all looking forward to your first vacation in five years??? Fuck your foot thirty times - that's all my non-mat thoughts.

How do I know I'm dead? Well, I didn't manage to oversleep the end of our fascinating vertical fall into the okiyan sea. My neighbor apparently decided that he needed to share his happiness with me and started screaming in my ear. Anyway, when I finally woke up, we actually crashed. Explosion.

What an interesting ceiling, though. In a cage... fuck, where am I? I woke up in a small room furnished in an oriental style. That is, there was nothing in the room except my bedding and a low table. Fine...

She sat down and looked around once more. How did I end up here anyway? They don't seem to survive plane crashes. Mmm, I don't understand anything. With a familiar gesture, she reached out to tousle her short hair and stumbled upon the first problem. My brown bob has become much longer and lighter. Am I a blonde? My new bust also killed me. These are milking machines, I'm sorry. No, I didn't have a small size myself, but here, at first glance, it was probably the sixth. What kind of pervert surgeon gave me this dairy farm? What the fuck kind of madhouse is this? Mirror, I need a mirror...

She went to the paper partition, pushed it aside and looked around. This room was bigger, but it wasn't very well furnished either. That's right, I'm in Japan. But there was a much-needed item here. Hooray, now we'll find out what happened to me.

And... a young blonde woman was looking at me through the looking glass. And it wasn't me at all. If the physique was still similar, then the muzzle was completely different. No, I'm not arguing, the face is very beautiful. Not every model can boast of this, but not mine... I've seen you somewhere, but where? And what is this crystal between the eyebrows? It's kind of crap, and it doesn't come off like a damn thing. She rubbed it again. Mdya, some kind of newfangled tattoo? Suddenly, the second partition moved, and a frail girl with a piglet in her arms looked into the room. A dressed piglet with beads. Uh... I'm fuck. What kind of nonsense am I dreaming about?

"Tsunade-san? Are you awake?" Is she for me? But I'm not some kind of Tsunade, I'm... wait. Tsunade? Princess Senju? I. Got. In. Body. Tsunade. Damn it. After comprehending these introductory words, I shamefully passed out.

The same ceiling again. But I didn't panic. After all, now I remembered the whole strange life of crazy Aunt Tsunade. How should I put it?... It seems that the former owner of this body and I have somehow merged into one. I don't know why, and I'm too lazy to analyze this situation, because nothing can be changed anymore. I am me. Just with a slightly different perspective on life in general and this fucking world in particular. The world of juvenile murderers and inadequate personalities. I haven't watched the anime, but I've almost mastered the manga. However, I don't remember everything. But I seem to remember the main plot twists. The worst part is that now I'm like fifty years old, and if you count the two of us, it's eighty. It's a nightmare, but I'm an ancient ruin... Where the fuck is my youth?

The advantages are a lot of medical techniques, physical strength, bad temper and belonging to an awesome cool clan. On the downside - gambling addiction, alcoholism, fear of the sight of blood (this is some kind of nonsense from a doctor), pervert friends and a lot of paperwork in the near future. It is necessary to deal with unhealthy addictions. So, do I want to play for money? No, I don't want to at all. It's easier to make money. Hmm, it's good. So the love of gambling is gone, but the fucking workaholism remains. Why is that, huh? In my previous life, in this one, I have a lot of work in the foreground... eh... Now, do I want a drink? I can't stand alcohol! Hurray! All of mine stayed with me! What a blessing! Blood? And why should I be afraid of her, I've seen more than this in my life...

Yes, it seems that my memory and soul are dominating, since a bunch of stupid habits of this body have gone into oblivion with my appearance. So, we'll have to try to get through to Mokuton. Something tells me that everything can work out... It's not for nothing that I'm Senju.

Now for pervert friends. Orochimaru hasn't shown up yet, which means there's time to get the money and pay off all his debts. Of which Tsunade has done a lot. Jiraiya, I hope he won't be rude to me, because he annoys me terribly. He's got a big forehead, but he's acting like a teenager. And then there's Naruto's godfather, who abandoned an orphan boy-by the way, the son of his favorite student. Who should I be? Although Tsunade is not much better. But at least she was forbidden to adopt Naruto. We did our best with Danzo, you bastards.

Actually, this was the last straw, after which the medic left the village. It's okay, I'm still catching up, I'm only taking you to the cemetery on the third... He's going to be very late. And Danzo should be kicked out, along with the elders. There's no way to breed so many owners in one city. The dictatorship is our everything. After all, I can't fight off the post of the Fifth Hokage, apparently. Well, yes, we'll wait and see, and if we live to find out, we'll find out.

"Tsunade-san? How are you? What happened?" Oh, my awakening was noticed. Shizune. An assistant. But you can't rely on it completely. He can frame you with the best of intentions.

"It's okay, Shizune, don't worry." I stretched, pretending that everything was as usual. "Apparently there was a lot of sake. It's time to stop drinking."

"Yes..." the girl gasped, completely surprised. Well, let's start a new life little by little. What do I want to achieve now that I've been given an interesting new chance? Hmm, well, probably, to begin with, to survive in the future turmoil with minimal losses. And for that, I need to become stronger and make the village stronger. I won't be able to withdraw myself, although I really want to. So, according to the plan, our first step is to pay off our debts. So, I need to start earning money. Do you think you are absolutely healthy? Then we're coming to you!


Chapter 1. the contract with Orochimaru.


I was sitting on the veranda of my house in Kishi. It's been two fucking years of steady work in the field of Irenin. And I've done a lot. The most important thing is that I paid off all my debts and even managed to earn decent money. After all, everyone wants to live, and they pay very well for the services of a doctor of this class. Shizune couldn't get enough of my beloved's sudden wit. Why, I'm a teetotaler now, I don't gamble, I earn money. Again, now we're settled in one place, not just hanging around. A dream, not a sensei. Yeah. I don't know why Tsunade-or rather, now I-didn't work with elemental techniques before, deliberately limiting my development to medicine and inner development. In my opinion, there is never much power. As expected, I had two elements.: Water and Land. But I still couldn't master the mokuton. Rather, I didn't understand what I needed to do to make Kekkei genkai manifest. There are no records and scrolls on this topic during the day with fire, and they certainly don't lie around in free use. Eh!

"More tea, Tsunade-san?" And here's Shizune. The girl put a tray with bowls and a kettle on the table. I inhaled the aroma of the tart drink. Live well! Taunton is sitting at my feet. We have complete mutual understanding and love with this animal. I even modified the piglet in places, now this creature can carry an adult on itself, if desired. And the little one has a pretty good brain. Fermat's theorem, of course, will not prove, but otherwise it is very good, very good. An animal that can use chakra.

"Pour it, Shizune." This is how our evenings have usually been spent for the last six months. Own a small house, a respected profession, a decent income and good neighbors. Just an earthly paradise. Was...

"Good evening, Tsunade..." Right in front of us on the porch appeared two men whom I have been expecting so much lately. Orochimaru and Kabuto. How lovely. The snake sannin didn't look good. Apparently, the technique of the Third One had battered him a lot. The man's arms hung limply by his side, and judging by his sore eyes, they also caused a lot of painful sensations.

"And don't get sick, Orochimaru." I nodded pleasantly, which surprised the man very much, earning a suspicious look. Relax, old friend, I'm not going to get even with you. "Shizune, please bring some cups to our guests."

"You've changed a lot, Tsunade." Sannin leaned back comfortably in his chair, but he couldn't position his arms. They don't seem to be moving at all. Hmm, an interesting case, we need to figure it out.

"You can't even imagine how much." I stared questioningly at Kabuto, who stood behind Orochimaru without even making an attempt to sit down. "What's your name, young man?"

"My name is Yakushi Kabuto, and I am very pleased to meet such a famous physician as you, Tsunade-san." The bespectacled man bowed politely. The guy obviously did not expect a warm welcome. Yes, they were both in a state of cognitive dissonance right now, according to my feelings. Everything that was previously known about me was now going to hell. And they found it difficult to build a new conversation on the spot.

"Well, sit down, Kabuto-kun, there is no truth in the legs." I pointed to the chair next to Orochimaru. The medic waited for his boss's nod before sitting down. What an obedient boy. "So what brings you, Orochimaru, to an old friend?"

"I need your help," the sannin stared at me with a strange look. Yes, I arranged a specific brain removal. "I don't know if you're aware of the latest developments, but I killed the Third One."

"Wonderful," I broke into a satisfied smile. Finally, the old fart got what he deserved. Now I'd like to run over the rest of the senile people by train. Orochimaru was frozen by this answer.

"So you're not going to try to rip my throat out for the teacher?"

"Should I? Since when does this half-baked schemer deserve my respect so much that I decide to avenge him?" I shrugged, finally finishing the men off. Kabuto blinked, not understanding what was going on, and Orochimaru was already in a semi-fainting state. Well, I'm exaggerating, of course, but it was an interesting sight.

At that moment, Shizune returned with new cutlery. In complete silence, she politely served the guests and, obeying my wish, left. I was sure she wouldn't be eavesdropping. The girl was afraid of the guests and was very afraid. But seeing my complete calmness and even friendly attitude towards men, she controlled herself. Although he'll probably bombard me with questions after this rendezvous is over.

"Tsunade, you've changed a lot. Кu-кu-uu..." Lost in thought, he handed it to Orochimaru.

"Are you here again? Okay, come on, then I'll get started. There's something wrong with your hands, you can't move them, which means that techniques are practically inaccessible to you." Kabuto tensed at these words, determined to protect his sensei at all costs. "Calm down, Kabuto-kun, I'm not going to attack."

"Yes, this is the technique of the Fourth. Hiruzen took advantage of Shiki Funjin" Orochimaru hissed. "He sealed my hands! He died, but he also fucked with me!"

"Mma," I took a sip of tea. An interesting case, we need to figure it out. "How will you pay?"

"I don't know," the man breathed wearily. "Earlier I wanted to suggest that you resurrect Dan and Navaki. But now I think that's not it..."

"Exactly. The dead should not be disturbed, Orochimaru" I enjoyed his confusion.

"Then what do you want for my treatment?"

"There are several conditions. First of all, you leave Konoha alone. She's MINE!" Well, I've shown my hand. Let's see if you have a full house.

"Senju, I don't recognize you. You've never aspired to power!"

"Yes, but everything flows and everything changes. So, secondly, you tell me everything you know about Danzo in detail. And how you modified his body."

"Are you serious? I've never seen you like this."

"I'm as serious as a Kyubi in the middle of Konoha. One way or another, I will now become the Fifth Hokage. Surely Jiraiya is already rushing here headlong to please me with the elders' decision. And I don't want any other leaders in my pack. If I'm a kage, then the others either accept it or disappear quietly. I want to know what a Danzo is, and how to neutralize it on occasion. It is unlikely that he will give up his feeder so easily. Elders are easier to deal with."

"That's how it is," Sannin drawled thoughtfully. "I didn't expect that Princess Senju would grow up after all. That changes a lot, Tsunade. Any other suggestions?"

"Naturally!" So far everything is going fine. He didn't seem mad at me for being so impudent. "You have everything you can offer, according to mokuton."

"Ku..." The man stared at me, but quickly pulled himself together. "Did I hear right? It hasn't even been fifty years since you got a Kekkei genkai? Did you really start using the elemental chakra after all? I told you that the Third Person's stupid arguments about the futility of this activity are nonsense."

"Well, better late than never..."

"I agree, Tsunade. I've been dreaming of razing a Leaf to the ground for so long! But I'm wondering what you can do with this bedbug. It should be very instructive. Ku-ku-ku-u..."

"Then make yourself at home. Now let's finish our tea and go find out what they've sealed for you and how it's being treated." I relaxed and started enjoying the drink again. If everything goes well, then even with snake sannin, I will be able to maintain a good relationship.

"Hmm, since that's the case, I'd like to get samples of your genes." He threw a fishing rod at Orochimaru. I understand him then. The awakening of Kekkei Genkai, especially one so powerful, after so many years is an extraordinary case.

"Why not? But what will you offer in return?" To be arrogant, so to the fullest!

"Ku-u... If I can, I'll create blood relatives for you with an active gene." Figas! I didn't give a damn about the experiments of this experimenter from a high bell tower. I'm not a white sheep myself, and there are enough corpses hanging on me. And such an offer is very generous. If the clan can be restored, it will be just great. Just how many of them would he keep under the control of the cursed seal? I would not like to end up in a war with an army that owns mokuton.

"Relax, I'm not going to create Senju warriors for myself." Noticing my thoughts, Sannin said. "It's just that if you have fresh genes, you have a high chance of grafting it on yourself. And I really want to get this element."

"That's settled, old friend." The man visibly flinched from this treatment. Funny. "As Hokage, I promise the village of Sound an alliance. Unofficial, of course. But I will participate in your research on mokuton to the best of my ability."

"Surprisingly..." Shaking his head, Orochimaru whispered. Yes, I gave him a serious brain drain. And about participating in experiments... It's simple, if you can't prevent it, take the lead.

"Well, patient, let's go to the room for an examination." Getting up, I led the puzzled guests to the waiting room, where I received the sick. "Kabuto-kun, you've already done your research, haven't you?"


Chapter 2. Treatment of Orochimaru.


It was not easy to bring Orochimaru back into the ranks of the active Shinobi. I had to go through several rather grueling procedures using medical seals. In the process, I almost learned firsthand what chakra exhaustion is. Slowly but surely, I grew new nerve endings and chakrocannels in my hands, then repaired the tissues. It's a tedious and painstaking task. Kabuto was always hanging around and helping as much as he could. I must give the bespectacled man his due - he is a first-class medic.I must give the bespectacled man his due - he is a first-class medic. Of course, it doesn't reach me. But he has every chance to be on the same level with me. Or maybe higher. However, he knows all this. Moreover, I didn't skimp on the praise. The guy started calling me sensei, but I don't mind. The boy should be tied to himself in order to avoid further problems.

Orochimaru was still a long way from making a full recovery. He will have to develop his practically new limbs for at least a month. But he could already move his arms. And he was terribly pleased with it. I did not allow Shizune to treat Sannin. She is a girl who is too correct and can do anything for the sake of higher goals. Don't tempt fate. When we get to Konoha, I'll take her to the hospital. Let him work there and not drip on my brain. The Hokage's assistant must be absolutely loyal to the Hokage, not to the village.

"Old friend, there is one small request", I was doing another therapy session on a man's hands. Yes, the initial treatment is almost finished. Soon, Orochimaru will be able to use his hands as before. But you'll have to train them all over again.

"Ku-u... I'm already afraid to ask what came into your head this time, old friend", The brunette lying on the bed returned the hairpin.

"Are you still sulking? Just think, she scared me. Who knew you were afraid of ghosts?" She shrugged her shoulders, continuing the healing effect of the medicine.

"I'm not afraid of ghosts," Orochimaru replied. Well, yes, well, yes. But you're squealing like a girl. But the thing was that one evening I decided to make fun of him and stumbled into his room under the henge of the Third, pretending to be a corpse not of the first freshness, who with the words "Give me your hands!" He slowly crawled towards Sannin's bed. Well, I was bored! Boring! And I have a good imagination. Who knew that the snake also has a good imagination. The man almost fell off the bed. He came to his senses, however, quickly, and I was almost beaten for bullying while I was laughing on the floor. "So what do you need this time?"

"It's like Sasuke's supposed to come to you soon..." I threw a test balloon.

"From where? You've been showing amazing awareness of a lot of things lately, though. You have good sources of information." That's right, it's better to let him think that I have an extensive network of spies.

"I'm trying. So, sooner or later, the guy will try to beat you up. He knows why you need him, and he's not happy about it. His dream is to kill Itachi, and Itachi is happy. So either you occupy his body or you kill him. Perpendicular to me. But the guy should never be on my horizon again." That's it, therapy is over for today. You can call Kabuto to bring lunch for Orochimaru. I would like to make sure that the bespectacled man has memorized everything correctly so that the recovery of Sannin's limbs continues at the same pace.

"Are you going to give up sharingan so easily?" The man twirled his hands, wiggled his fingers, checking fine motor skills. It's getting better and better every day. I'm a genius!

"I'd rather deal with Itachi than this petty vigilante. The older one messed with his brain so much that the younger one has no thoughts other than "Get power" and "Kill Itachi". Yes, and you walked with forged boots over his soul. It is not recommended to carry out psychocorrection under such conditions. It's easier to get rid of possible problems. And their quantity and quality are enormous with these introductory courses - no Kekkei Genkai will overshadow the likely consequences. I would rather lose a powerful clan, or rather a tiny one, striving for a negative value, the chance of its restoration, than condemn myself and the village to a possible war with a strong and insane opponent." Now we need to put the materials away from the prying eyes of Shizune. She's a good girl, but she's too proper. And he's already looking askance at my relationship with Orochimaru.

"I get you. In any case, I'll need the kid right before the body change."

"Don't forget to notify me when your henchmen come to the village for the boy. It's better to let everything go smoothly, and I won't have to sacrifice my people. Get out of here quietly, and only then, when it's too late to catch up, I'll develop a frenzy of activity to capture the escaped Uchiha. With zero results, of course. And no one will be late for your ritual." Yes, if Orochimaru's body change can be carried out immediately, then I generally avoid many problems. It's better to have a psychotic friend who is grateful to you than a revenge-obsessed boy.

"You've become a scary person," the brunette chuckled approvingly. Yes, I am generally evil on a global scale!

"Anyway, I'm a politician now. Or rather, I'm learning to be one. And you know perfectly well that you can't stay white and fluffy here. Also, try not to kill Itachi. I have plans for the older Uchiha. But he will come for your life when he finds out that you have absorbed Sasuke." Well, I've put everything away in hiding places. I've sealed some things in scrolls. Now I am clean before the law.

"Are you sure you can talk him into it?"

"There are always options." If I dig out Shitsuye's eye from Danzo, I'll talk him into it anyway. And you can help me with that. Orochimaru grinned slyly. Looks like we were thinking the same thing. But if there are more problems with Itachi than there are profits, then I won't interfere with his death either. As it is, almost anything can be cured...

"Tell me, why is it still "Freedom"?" Suddenly, the man changed the subject. What is he talking about now? Ah! About Kanji in my Haori. Two years ago, due to a fundamental change in my personality, my appearance underwent a major change. Yes, I don't look much like my old self. My hair is now tied up in a high ponytail, I prefer black leather pants and a T-shirt, dark blue haori on top, and comfortable flat sandals on my feet. Nothing superfluous, nothing for show. Well, now I always carry a gun with me. Two chakra-conducting kunai were waiting in the wings on his belt and a standard shinobi bag on his right leg.

"How can I explain it to you. Freedom is an unattainable goal, the end." It's a holy thing to load your neighbor. I sat down on the chair next to the bed again. There is no truth in the legs.

"Hold on. But you're free now. You live as you want, you do what you want..." The man was surprised. If only it were that simple, Orochimaru. I think you just haven't really thought about it. I was all about achieving his goal.

"No. Man is never free. We are constantly within the limits. The most obvious ones are family, friends, clan, and the state. And if you break those boundaries, you'll fall into new ones, much harder. Those that a person sets for himself. Morality, strength, time, responsibility, duty, habits, faith. A person is never free. It is not for nothing that death has always been considered complete freedom." I looked with interest at the change of emotions in the eyes of an old acquaintance. There is usually nothing to read on the face of this snake except a slight mockery.

"Do you want to die?"

"No, of course not. I'm pushing myself into new frames. This is life."

"You know, you're going to break my brain with your homegrown philosophy sooner or later." the patient gave birth with a hiss. Yes, we women are so weird...

"But how beautiful it sounds!" I called happy Kabuto. The guy was running around with new techniques, like with a written bag. He worked off all his free time so as not to let his master down. I'm jealous! Where, that's where, in what parts did Orochimaru get such a loyal assistant for him personally? While Sannin was eating, the boy did not take his devoted gaze off him.

"Hmm, Jiraiya will be arriving soon." The man looked up from the rice and fish. Yakushi exclusively prepared the Sound for the chapter. I was already busy, and we didn't really trust Shizune. Of course, I can remove any poison, but it's better not to tempt fate.

"Yes, it's time for you to leave slowly. I have trained your assistant in everything necessary for further therapy. So before you know it, your hands will be back to normal. Really, Kabuto-kun?" The guy nodded happily in response. He actually had a holiday on the street unexpectedly. You managed to learn so many new things from me! Yes, he won't betray you until you betray him.

"Will you tell our mutual friend that you helped me for old times' sake?" Orochimaru finished his meal and handed the tray of dishes to the medic.

"Why admit something outright? Don't we know how devoted he was to his teacher? I'd rather tell him that I owed you a life debt. You can't argue with that."

A day later, we said goodbye to Orochimaru and Kabuto, very pleased with each other. The men went back to the Sound. He took my genetic material with him, and sent a jar of blood to the common people. I had to draw it out. A deal is a deal. The snake almost dropped saliva on her. An experimental maniac. When the guests had disappeared, Shizune sighed happily, as if breathing the same air as snake sannin was hard for her. Still, the girl doesn't understand what "necessary" is yet. And I'm not going to give her a chance to understand. The student will go to run the hospital and won't get in my way. I barely managed to shake off her questions "Why did I help the enemy of the village?". I had to plead a long-standing debt and all that. I think I swallowed that explanation, too.

And so, over evening tea and gatherings with Tonton, causing me a sense of deja vu, two people appeared in front of me on the porch. The teacher and his student. Something drew me to the wrong steppe.


Chapter 3.