Naruto Tenseigan Reborn: Toneri's Time-Traveling Romance
1,833 words · 4/22/2026
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Toneri watched in dismay as his Green Orb ripped away the puppet instead of the intended target Sasori. Though caught off guard, the rogue Sand ninja quickly retreated while reshaping his iron sand into a shield.
Cursing internally at the limited range, Toneri lowered his hands, the vacuum force dying out. He needed to adjust his strategy now that the surprise attack failed.
"Well well, it seems you've some interesting tricks up those Hyuuga sleeves," chuckled Sasori. "But playtime is over little mouse! My art will decorate this wasteland with your blood."
He sent a spear of hardened sand that Toneri barely dodged. Thinking quickly, the young shinobi substituted with a sand clone and hid underground to avoid the aerial assaults.
As expected, the Sasori's ruthless exploits were no mere rumors. This foe surpassed even elite jounin level for sure. Toneri weighed his limited options now that Sasori was wary of the Green Orb strikes.
If only intel had indicated such a powerful rogue element on the mission! Then again, this “joint retrieval” likely aimed to eliminate Toneri from the start. He stifled bitter resentment at the betrayal.
Finding resolute calm, Toneri focused on the opponent's fighting style for weaknesses. The puppets provided both offense and defense, indicating Sasori’s preference to remain at range while his art did the work.
If one could bypass the puppets and get within striking distance, perhaps...
Mind racing, Toneri prepared his risky gambit. He would have one chance before exhaustion or discovery. Muscles coiled like a spring, determination clearing all doubts, Toneri launched himself upwards!
The Sasori whirled mid-air as killing intent spiked below. His eyes widened at the burst of sand as the hidden leaf ninja erupted straight towards him!
"You won't evade my art a second time boy!" Cackling, he sent a sprear of iron spikes to impale the airborne target. But Toneri twisted like a leaf on wind, evading certain death by hairs.
Now within range as sand shifted for a crushing blow, Toneri struck. "8 Trigrams 64 Palms!" he bellowed, hands blurring to seal tenketsu points. Sasori choked in disbelief at the classic Gentle Fist barrage.