All hail shadow-clones! Not that he'd tell the others about that.
"I'm sure I can arrange for it to take place tomorrow morning." he pulled out a note and pen, writing something down and then putting it on the side of his desk, "Be back here at eight and we'll get those tests started."
"Cool."
Jiraiya popped his shoulder and rolled his arm, "Well, I don't know about you lot, but I'm hungry. Dinner Naruto?"
"Ramen."
"No."
"Dammit."
The two of them left through the open window and didn't spare the others more than a small parting wave of their hands.
The room fell silent. Hiruzen was thoughtful while Tsunade briefly wondered if she'd sniffed some odd medicinal concoction and started hallucinating. Meanwhile, Orochimaru felt he could use something to eat himself when he thought about it.
"Well, that was interesting."
Jiraiya was beaming, laughing and snorting in amusement. Cackling like he knew something others didn't.
Orochimaru was very intrigued and briefly wondered if the boy had a brother he could adopt.
Tsunade was staring shamelessly with her mouth half open and eyes wider than should be considered advised.
Hiruzen didn't really know what to say more than that he was pretty confident that neither Naruto nor Jiraiya had joked around when they said the young boy was on par with jounin.
The boy was a bloody beast!
So far Naruto had knocked out four genins, piece of cake. Six chunin, poor souls and three jounin whom were currently mending their ego's rather than their wounds. Chances were those three wouldn't be showing their faces around Naruto, the Sannin or the Hokage anytime soon.
Humiliation.
The Hokage had seen many things during his rather long life, and prodigies were among them, so he wasn't all that surprised. Instead, he took the time to go through the boy's skills.
Naruto was talented, fiercely so. His taijutsu wasn't the standard academy style from either Konoha or Uzushio. It was closer to that of a brawler style with feints and quick jabs when you thought yourself to be confident in his speed. Which was another thing entirely. Naruto was fast, really fast and his taijutsu played to those strengths. He used a style that was far slower than he was and because of that his opponent couldn't get a read on him when he suddenly struck out and floored them.
Unpredictability. Naruto's continuous use of shadow-clones was only testament to his incredible chakra-reserves and the control he'd managed to acquire so far. An Uzumaki through and through. But even Hiruzen had never seen shadow-clones used in such a way that the Uzumaki boy did. It simply wasn't a style you could use since the chakra needed was far too large to even become viable. But with the kid being a Jinchuuriki on top of an Uzumaki.. he shuddered. The mere thought of the amount of chakra the boy possessed unnerved him.
Still, it was an impressive fighting-style. Naruto could henge and transform his clones to anything and everything. He could even kawarimi with them and nobody would be the wiser for it. The fact that the boy could just overwhelm his opponents wasn't lost on Hiruzen even if Naruto didn't openly use that tactic on his shinobi. Yet he was acutely aware that he could if he wanted to. There was no doubt that skill-wise the boy was already a tokubetsu in regards to ninjutsu.
Genjutsu would be too much of a stretch for most Uzumaki so he didn't expect much there. With the already humongous reserves, the boy possessed it wouldn't be surprising if he couldn't make a single one, not that he could blame him for it.
His accuracy and aim was spot on, nothing to criticize. His tactical and strategic mind was hard to miss with the countless plans the boy made up on the fly. Hiruzen had no doubt that the Nara would be intrigued with the kid if they learned what he could do.
What he couldn't see was his leadership skills, but he suspected that with some practice and field experience that would quickly be rectified.
The Hokage winced when another jounin grumbled to the ground underneath the boy who held a kunai to his throat. The boy's stamina was ungodly.
"He's never been a paper-ninja." Jiraiya stopped the various lines of thoughts of his teammates and sensei. "He's the type that learns by doing, observing and trying until it sticks no matter how grueling it is. His chakra control is bad but his reserves are larger than all four of us together. He'll never be a medic, or a genjutsu specialist. But he is a powerhouse and with the potential of being a ninjutsu-expert. He also dabbles in fuinjutsu when it's interesting enough and he's already working on his own signature move. His very own ninjutsu technique."
"The boy is skilled enough to create his own techniques?"
Jiraiya nodded to their shock and surprise, "It's not completed, only partially. He calls it the 'Rasengan', derived from the appearance of a bijudama. Even the incomplete version is powerful and he was kind enough to teach me how to do it." He grinned and held out his hand, a sphere of chakra forming in his hand the size of a football.
Orochimaru leaned closer, eyes squinting as his gaze narrowed in on the flow of chakra. Tsunade gaped a little wider while Hiruzen blinked before turning to the boy in the field who fought yet another jounin. "This is chakra shape manipulation." Orochimaru said, eyes widening in disbelief. "How is a boy of nine able to manipulate chakra to this level?"
The sphere shrunk until it completely disappeared from Jiraiya's hand, "From what I know it only started out as a mere idea after seeing a bijudama in a book. Apparently he asked his old sensei Maki; 'Why do you have to be a bijuu to make one?' so he simply tried to make one from his own chakra. Which actually worked after a couple of years. The kids a genius when he actually tries. The ideas that kid can come up with is incredible." he then snorted, "And the bloody thing isn't even completed. It takes everything I've got to focus on making one Rasengan but Naruto plans to add elemental chakra to it when he's got the time and opportunity. He's a wind nature as well. Can you even imagine the destructive force behind one of those when it's actually completed?"
Tsunade involuntarily shuddered but thankfully nobody noticed or she'd never live it down. Meanwhile Orochimaru hummed in thought while Hiruzen nodded absently, "It would be best to give him a patent for the technique unless he wishes to teach it to someone else. I'd rather not have people running around with a mock-bijudama at their disposal."
Jiraiya agreed, "Put it in the Scroll of Seals. I doubt he'd disagree. It's his own creation after all and I doubt he'd appreciate if someone else took it from him without permission."
"Indeed."
"I still can't believe you adopted him." Tsunade then mused, "I didn't peg you for the parental type."
"Agreed," Orochimaru said.
"What can I say?" Jiraiya said quietly, eyes fixed on the boy, "He grows on you and before you know it you've already lost the chance to get away. That kid is special, and he's destined for great things."
"I don't doubt it." Their sensei said to all of their surprises. The brunet's eyes were fixed to the blond boy who helped one of the jounin up to his feet after they finished their fight. "Give him a few years and that boy will become a hurricane."
Jiraiya smiled, "Aa."