Full Summary: The trust of a child is a fragile thing… Naruto becomes disenchanted with Konoha and the Sandaime Hokage when he stumbles upon the truth of who and what he is on his eighth birthday. Armed with the knowledge that there was a slight chance he still might have living relatives, Naruto runs away from Konoha and the lies that had cut him to the quick. Smart!Naruto, Protective!Harry, Smart!Harry, Dudley!Redeemed, & Fan-girl!Ginny

Disclaimer: All HP characters are the property of JKR, the WB, and respective publishing companies and all Naruto characters are the property of Masashi Kishimoto. This is nothing more than a simple FanFiction that I have written. I have made no money from this or any of the other stories I have posted on this or other sites.

Warnings: AU for parts of both worlds (i.e. kiss canon goodbye), mild character bashing, mild to moderate violence (there are shinobi involved after all), and a few others that will be announced as they crop up.

AN: This story is self-beta'd; so there may be occasional grammatical or spelling errors that crop up every now and then and for those I apologize in advance.

Chapter 1: Lies and Leave Taking

October 10, 1998, Evening
Konohagakure no Sato, Hi no Kuni

Eight year old Uzumaki Naruto cut to the left at the last second instead of to the right like he usually did as he reached the end of the street with a large mob of angry drunks somewhere behind him in hot pursuit. Ever since he'd been tossed out of the orphanage at just a few months shy of age six (when he started at the Konoha Shinobi Academy), he'd been chased all through the village if he dared to show his face after sunset. He'd had nearly a one and a half year's respite from the angry mobs after the Sandaime Hokage had set him up with an apartment (after the man had learned that he'd been living on the streets for several months) but that only lasted until someone discovered where he lived earlier that afternoon; on the day of his eighth birthday, no less.

Three hours after the sun had gone down, his apartment had been broken into and Naruto had barely escaped the mob by jumping out of his bedroom window. And so here he was being chased through the streets of Konoha again. At least the drunken civilians chasing him were fairly easy to ditch when compared to the shinobi that often chased after him through the day each time that he got caught pranking the village. Dressed as he was in bright-kill-me-now orange, most people would think that the eight year old would have difficulty in evading any one but Naruto had quickly become an expert at stealth and concealment; he had to be if he wanted to survive in a village that hated him.

Hearing his pursuers falling even further behind, Naruto took the opportunity to hunt for a hiding place where he could spend the night undisturbed since he knew that going back to his apartment at this point would only be asking for them to find him again. He found the perfect place in the form of a warehouse that looked to be neglected and forgotten. After glancing behind him to make certain that no one was watching him, Naruto ducked into the deeper shadows and slipped around to the back of the building where he promptly picked the locks to the warehouse's back door so that he could slip inside.

The child then promptly locked the door behind him (in case anyone thought to check the building) before he moved further into the warehouse that he soon learned was something of a storage facility for old documents. He thought it really odd that there hadn't been any real security measures to prevent someone from breaking in and stealing the documents. What he didn't realize was that the building itself was normally hidden under a specialized genjutsu and combination barrier that prevented anyone from ever discovering the warehouse existed if they were specifically looking for the building but didn't have authorization to enter it.

A genjutsu and barrier that he'd barreled right through in his desperate hurry to escape his pursuers; something that was only possible because he hadn't been looking for that specific building.

Naruto stared around him in nervousness for a few minutes (out of fear that he'd tripped an alarm of sorts) before he gradually relaxed as five minutes and then ten minutes passed without anyone barging in to capture him. It was at that point that he began searching for some out of the way spot to curl up for the night. After walking up and down the rows and rows of boxes for several minutes looking for and failing to find a place to sleep for the night, Naruto's curiosity got the better of him and he began digging through random boxes and peeked at the occasional file.

He probably would have fallen asleep over one of the boxes of boring files if he hadn't stumbled upon the stack of boxes that held the records and important documents for those people whose surnames started with 'u'. He chuckled when he discovered that Iruka-sensei was only ten years older than him; the Chuunin instructor had always come off far older than eighteen whenever he caught Naruto playing hooky from classes in order to prank the village. It was even more of a surprise to discover that the rather strict Chuunin had been something of a class clown and prankster while he'd been in the Academy; the man didn't seem to be the type.

It wasn't until Naruto found his own birth certificate that Naruto found anything worthwhile though; the names of his parents. The moment the eight year old read their names, he knew that Sarutobi Hiruzen (the Sandaime Hokage) had lied to him all his life; there was no way that the man hadn't known exactly who Naruto's parents were. After all, the Sandaime had been very close to the Yondaime Hokage (one Namikaze Minato) according to everything he'd learned through the few history classes he'd actually stayed awake for. So, the Sandaime would have known that Minato's wife had become pregnant.

The knowledge that a man he'd seen as something of a grandfather for as long as he could remember had lied to him hurt; especially when he knew the man knew how much it would have meant to Naruto to know that he had had a family at one point. The man had left Naruto to think that his parents had abandoned him like a piece of garbage in the night; not even bothering to tell Naruto that he knew them and that they'd died. Naruto could've taken not learning his parents' names until he was older (he wasn't stupid, he could have understood the need to keep the identity of his parents a secret in order to protect himself from his father's enemies) in exchange for the Hokage telling him that his parents hadn't abandoned him and that he wasn't just some nameless orphan.

It was the last straw for the blond haired, blue-eyed, bewhiskered boy.

He could take the spiteful and hateful looks from the villagers. He could ignore the angry accusations and cruel name calling from adults and children alike. He could even handle the numerous drunken mobs that sought to beat him black and blue the moment the sun set (they never actually caught him, after all). He could take being shunned by all but a very small handful of individuals all of his life. And he could accept the unending loneliness that had dogged his heels since the moment he understood what loneliness was.

But he could not take the knowledge that the man he'd loved and respected had looked him right in the eye and lied to him.

Because, if the Sandaime could lie about knowing who his parents were and what had happened to them, then what else had the man lied to him about? Did he know why the villagers hated him? (He knew it wasn't because of the pranks like the Sandaime always claimed it was since he'd only started pranking them because of the cold looks and cruel names). Did he know why the villagers always called him a demon each time they spoke about him when they didn't think he could hear them? Would the villagers ever accept him just because he earned his hitai-ate like Sarutobi had hinted they would? Or was the old man just looking to use Naruto for his own ends?

Tears coursed down Naruto's face as something inside of him twisted and died.

When his tears finally stopped several hours later, Naruto wiped his face off on his sleeve before he thumbed through the other certificates in the folder alongside of his birth certificate. He was a little puzzled when he found his father's birth certificate in the packet; his father's last name started with 'n' not 'u' and therefore should have been in the box with the other 'n' files. He then supposed that if someone was looking for information on Namikaze Minato, then it would be much harder to find that information if it was misfiled. After all, who would think to look for the man's files in the box holding all of the u's?

Naruto only spent a few minutes studying his mother's shinobi application and photograph; a pretty red haired woman named Uzumaki Kushina who he'd never heard of before seeing his birth certificate. The only interesting thing he'd learned about his mother was that she was a distant cousin to the Shodai Hokage's wife; Uzumaki Mito. Of much more interest, were the certificates of his father's parents, uncle, and grandparents. Knowing that he'd come from a very small clan of talented shinobi (completely unaware of his mother's more impressive clan) was like a balm to the eight year old's soul and it helped to wash away the pain of his broken heart.

It wasn't until he began tucking everything back into the folder that Naruto realized one very important fact; there was no death certificate on file for his uncle (his grandfather's younger brother), Namikaze Kichiro.

The eight year old dug back into the thick file and began separating everything out into individual piles; one pile for each person. Once everything had been sorted, he stuffed all of the papers back into the file folder bar those that pertained to his uncle. The man had been born on March third, nineteen thirty-seven. Earned his hitai-ate at age seven, earned his flack jacket at age nine, and been retired from the ranks of shinobi at age thirteen due to his chakra coils being damaged beyond repair while on a mission. The last bit of information in the man's documents was that he'd chosen to leave the Elemental Countries to seek healing roughly six months after his coils had been damaged.

Naruto was a bit confused, the official notice of leave said that the man was leaving the Elemental Countries and not just leaving Konohagakure no Sato. Did that mean that there were other countries beyond what they were taught in the Academy during geography lessons? Even if that was the case, why would his grand-uncle think he could be healed by someone outside of the Elemental Counties? Why weren't they taught about the lands beyond the Elemental Countries in the Academy? Shouldn't they know what was out there in case there was a threat to the village?

But the most important questions in Naruto's mind were: why didn't his grand-uncle ever return from wherever it was that he had gone? Was his grand-uncle still alive and living outside of the Elemental Countries? Or had his uncle been killed the moment he left the Elemental Countries? Could his uncle have children or grandchildren still living in the Outer Countries?

They were all questions that Naruto desperately wanted and needed to know the answers to; answers that he'd have to leave Konoha in order to find.

Leaving the only home he'd known never would have crossed the eight year old's mind before; he'd loved this village with all of his heart because he'd loved Sarutobi Hiruzen and the old man loved the village. His honorary grandfather had broken his heart though and while Naruto was also fond of Kanzaki Teuchi and Ayame (the nice old man that ran the ramen stand and his daughter) and Umino Iruka (the only sensei from the Academy that didn't treat him like trash), they just hadn't inspired the same level of loyalty that the Hokage had prior to this night's revelations. Naruto would spend the rest of the night pacing back and forth as he tried to decide what to do.

He wouldn't make a decision until after he'd puzzled through the rest of the files from his family's folder and learned that all of his teachers at the Academy had been lying to him and the rest of the students for years. The Yondaime had not killed the Kyuubi no Youko on the night the Kyuubi had attacked Konoha. It turns out that demons can't be killed because they were far too powerful and they weren't actually normal creatures; they were immortal monsters. No, the demon still lived and according to the classified document that had been tucked into his family's folder, the demon had been sealed inside of Naruto just hours after he'd been born.

There was no way that the entire village hadn't known that information based upon all of the verbal, mental, emotional, and in a handful of rare cases physical abuse that he'd suffered for as long as he could remember.

The moment that Naruto learned he carried the Kyuubi inside of him; he decided that he'd leave the Elemental Countries to hunt down his uncle. Even if the man had died years ago, it would be far better to escape the village that hated his entire existence and the adults that had lied to him than it would be to stay and take more of their abuse. If he stayed, then he'd probably end up letting the Kyuubi out at some point to get revenge for their cruelty and he refused to give them the satisfaction of being right when they labeled him as a demon.

Escaping the village would not be an easy feat. He had no doubt that the village's AnBu guards would be sent out to bring him back the moment he was discovered missing. He knew that from experience due to the few times he'd fled into forest outside of the village to escape angry mobs over the years. He'd also have to worry about surviving what promised to be a long journey on his own as he'd need food and supplies as well as a way to avoid bandits and well meaning folks that would try to bring him back for his own good.

The two years of lessons at the Academy gave him a place to start; ninjutsu, taijutsu, shurikenjutsu, and survival training. The problem was that until Iruka-sensei started teaching him a year ago, all of his instructors had consistently sabotaged his education. The Chuunin that monitored the Academy Library had denied Naruto access to the books and scrolls that would have helped Naruto to learn the required material. Naruto wouldn't even know how to read or write (though he wasn't all that great at the latter) if not for Ayame taking the time to help him when he'd stop by the ramen stand for supper whenever he had the money to purchase a couple of bowls of ramen.

When Naruto left the storage building just before sunrise, he carried with him the file of documents pertaining to his family (the entire thing tucked beneath his shirt and jacket so it wouldn't be noticed) to keep anyone from figuring out where he'd gone by searching through said documents. He returned to his apartment to find the entire place a mess; all of his things busted and the walls painted over with graffiti and threats. It was just one more reason for him to leave.

Naruto would spend most of the morning cleaning up the messes, hauling his broken furniture, ruined clothes, and spoiled food out to the garbage. He then spent another hour repairing the broken lock on his door as best he could before he picked up those items that had been salvageable so that he could walk through the apartment without tripping over everything. The file he'd stolen was carefully stashed beneath the loose floor boards at the back of his closet where it wouldn't be found. He then took a shower and a nap.

When he woke up, he found that the busted furniture, ripped clothes, rotten food, and broken lock had been replaced while he slept. Instead of giving him a feeling of warmth like it would have previously, the new items were proof that he was being watched but that his watchers couldn't be bothered to protect him from the angry villagers. The eight year old had been tempted to throw the new stuff out but realized if he did that, then it would only draw unwanted attention. He actually needed those items anyway; at least until he was ready to leave.

It would take two months and eight days for Naruto to prepare for his journey to the Outer Countries.

He started by breaking into the Academy Library after hours and painstakingly copying down any information he could find regarding the Outer Countries as well as detailed directions for any jutsu or survival skill that would be useful (using an abundance of tracing paper as it was easier for him to read tracings than his own writing). This included the Henge no Jutsu, the Bunshin no Jutsu, the Kawarimi no Jutsu, and the Nawanuke no Jutsu in addition to chakra control exercises such as the Ha no Noudo, Kinobori no Waza, and Suimen Hokou no Waza. He also traced the guidelines for making snares and other useful traps (for catching live game), what to look for when setting up camp, how to identify edible plants, and how to clean and cook the food you hunted and gathered in the wild.

On his third night in the library, Naruto looked up more information about his parents. While working through what the books and scrolls said about his father, he learned that the Yondaime Hokage had given Konoha a number of high-level techniques and seals that were kept locked up in the Hokage's Vault in order to prevent them from being misused. It didn't take Naruto long to decide that as his father's son, he deserved to have a copy of each and every technique that his father had created; those techniques could be considered his inheritance after all.

Breaking into the Hokage's Vault two nights after learning about the techniques that his father had left the village was nearly as easy as breaking into the Academy Library; if slightly more nerve wracking for the eight year old. As luck would have it, during his first raid on the Vault, Naruto would learn a powerful jutsu that would greatly speed up his plans to leave the village; the Kage Bunshin no Jutsu. It was a technique that would allow him to make solid clones that were powerful enough and smart enough to help him copy the information he needed and wanted, run errands for him, and when the time came for him to leave, play decoy for him.

The best thing though, was that the Kage Bunshin could pass memories of everything it learned back to the original according to what he understood of the notes beneath the instructions and hand seals to perform the jutsu.

It only took Naruto eight hours to successfully learn the Kage Bunshin and the moment he did, he set his army of clones (after discovering that he could create hundreds of them without tiring himself out) loose on the village. He sent twenty clones back to the Academy Library to copy anything interesting, another twenty were sent to the public library to look for anything useful, twenty more to scavenge used scrolls from the Academy and mission desk that he could use to protect his tracings, only five were sent to sneak back into the Hokage's Vault, and the remaining clones would scour the village training grounds for discarded weapons or other salvage that he could either use himself or sell.

His many plans were something that was only possible due to his almost instinctive stealth and evasion skills on top of the village's universal belief that he was the dead last and therefore not smart enough or talented enough to learn a useful and exploitable jutsu like the Kage Bunshin. It also helped that the spikes of chakra sensed in and around his apartment were attributed to him practicing the small handful of skills he was learning in the Academy and emotional outbursts (both of which had been true in the past).

While his clones were doing that, Naruto was learning to make basic storage seals; a fuuinjutsu that they had learned about in class not that long ago. Fuuinjutsu was not taught to Academy students though, that branch of techniques was exceedingly difficult to learn according to everything he'd been told. Most shinobi simply purchased pre-made storage seals from the shinobi stores scattered through the village but Naruto neither had the money nor the hitai-ate that would allow him to purchase the scrolls upon which the seals were created. So, if he wanted to take anything with him, he'd have to learn how to make his own storage scrolls in order to carry his things since not everything would fit in his backpack.

The seals themselves were fairly simple and the theory behind them was easy enough for Naruto to understand but the problem was that he wasn't very good at drawing out the actual seals. An entire night of practicing drawing the seal helped solve that problem and once he could accurately replicate the seal, it only took him an hour to figure out just how much chakra to pour into the seal in order to activate the seal. Making it so that only he would be able to take anything out of the seal was as easy as mixing a few drops of his blood into the ink he used to create the seals.

Once he got the storage seals down, Naruto would spend his nights learning the jutsu that he determined would be the most useful (since his clones were now copying practically everything instead of just the useful stuff). The first one he learned (not counting the Kage Bunshin) was the Henge no Jutsu because he could use it to buy food and camping supplies without getting thrown out of the stores, charged double or triple the cost of the items he needed, and so that no one would grow suspicious over the items he was buying. He also wore the henge when he took in the recyclables his clones collected each night and when he sold the damaged kunai, senbon, and shuriken to one of the local weaponsmiths so that they could be melted down and remade into new weapons.

Half of the money he earned from the items he salvaged was tucked into a storage scroll in case he had to buy more food or pay for a room while he was traveling and the rest was used to buy his supplies. That clandestine income was supplemented by his weekly orphan's stipend that Sarutobi hand delivered every Friday when the man checked up on him. During those meetings, Naruto begged the man for stories about the Yondaime (who had always been something of a hero to the blond) in order to hide the anger he felt at the man for all the lies he'd been told. Hearing what his father had been like was just icing on the cake.

During the days, when he was kicked out of class or if he managed to ditch Iruka, Naruto would disappear into the training grounds to practice his chakra control exercises and the Kawarimi no Jutsu. He also practiced his taijutsu katas, his shurikenjutsu, and trap setting skills. Occasionally, he'd pull a prank in order to keep up appearances and to hone his stealth and evasion skills.

After the first month of preparations had passed, Naruto discovered that his parents had purchased a house and that it had stood abandoned all this time. Sneaking into said house required quite a bit of ingenuity as it had better security than the Hokage's Residence but that didn't stop Naruto. The house was filled with what the young boy considered a goldmine of weapons, scrolls, photos, and keepsakes; all of which he'd seal up into storage seals in order to prevent the village that hated him from stealing them from him after he left. Despite the small fortune that the house had held in weapons and shinobi knowledge, it was the photographs, letters, and trinkets that meant the most to the diminutive blond; those precious items spoke of the love his parents had shared and that they had felt for him (he'd found and packed the nursery they'd set up for him).

Clearing out the house had taken nearly an entire week as Naruto had very carefully packed everything into the storage scrolls based upon which room it had been found in, who it had belonged to (if he could figure it out), and whether it was a keepsake, furniture, useful civilian item, a shinobi tool, or held information. By the time he finished, there was nothing left in the entire house; even the cupboards had been emptied out (all of the expired food thrown out). If he'd known how and it wouldn't draw the entire village's attention, Naruto would have sealed the entire house into a storage scroll so that he could take it with him too.

The final five weeks he remained in the village were spent mastering his new skills and experimenting with the Kage Bunshin; trying to learn the full extent to which the clones passed their memories and experiences back to him. He had been very happy to learn that the clones could help him improve his chakra control by passing that experience back to him but he'd been annoyed to learn that they could also pass their exhaustion back to him. Letting a few of them lounge around and sleep all day also didn't give him an energy boost when he was feeling tired and worn out at the end of the day. He could sleep while his clones worked but if even one of them dispelled while he was sleeping, he'd wake up.

On Friday, December eighteenth, nineteen-ninety, Naruto purposefully pulled his most memorable prank yet; he painted graffiti on the faces of the Hokage's Monument in broad daylight after he'd hid his backpack (filled to the bursting with his storage scrolls of supplies, information, and belongings) in an unused training ground near the edge of the village. After being chased for an hour by a horde of on-duty shinobi, Iruka caught him as planned and he was given a lecture in front of his entire class. He was then made to sit in the corner between lessons until the Academy let out at three-fifteen.

As soon as lessons were over for the day, Iruka supervised Naruto as he washed the paint from the four faces carved into the cliff that towered above the entire village. As much as he would have preferred leaving his final prank for someone else to clean up, Iruka making him do the work himself actually played into his plans because it would give him a valid reason for being out after dark. That Iruka-sensei actually bribed him with ramen to get him to work faster was unexpected and a rather nice farewell meal since it would allow him to have one last bowl of heaven before he left the village; Ichiraku's ramen being the only thing he'd really regret leaving behind.

Three bowls of ramen later, Naruto bid his sensei goodnight and headed towards his apartment until he reached the red light distract where he purposefully allowed one of the drunks he knew hated him to see him walking about alone. It took all of five minutes for the drunk to take the bait and call the rest of his buddies out for a little 'demon' hunting. Naruto smirked, as he led the group on a wild goose chase through the village; the eight year old purposefully staying just a few feet ahead of the mob instead of attempting to outrun them and hide like he normally would.

He eventually headed for the training ground where his things had been stashed earlier, putting just a bit more distance between himself and his pursuers (it wouldn't do to allow anyone to see him collecting his things after all and he couldn't afford to let the mob actually catch him). Two hours and fifteen minutes after he'd said goodnight to Iruka and the Kanzakis, Naruto slipped out of the village with his backpack in hand and went to ground after making a single Kage Bunshin that hid in plain sight.

The original Naruto then waited until he saw the masked AnBu guards show up to escort his Kage Bunshin back to his apartment before he slipped out from his hiding spot and headed west beneath the light of the stars in the darkness of the new moon. Once the walls of Konoha were no longer visible over the tops of the trees, Naruto stopped and changed into the dark green and black clothes he'd purchased for himself in order to make it harder for someone to see him traveling through the shadows. He also pulled on a hood and cloth face mask to hide his pale skin and bright hair; two things that would stand out almost as much as his orange tracksuits did.

The eight year old would run himself ragged for the next three nights as he sought to put as much distance between himself and Konoha as possible; traveling from sunset to sunrise in order to hide from any other travelers and sleeping inside of dead tree trunks or caves during the day. His clone would dispel at sunrise on the twenty-first as planned and Naruto let out a sigh of relief when he received his memories from that clone; no one had discovered his decoy and his leaving had not been noticed. The fact that his clone had dispelled itself in his apartment undiscovered would hopefully throw any pursuit off for another couple of days before anyone stumbled across his three day old trail.

A severe winter rainstorm passing through the area around that time would actually wipe out all traces of his passing.

On his sixth night of travel, Naruto crossed the border between Hi no Kuni and Tani no Kuni and swung south in order to avoid running into any shinobi patrols from Amegakure no Sato that might seek to harm him. He also avoided the scattered villages he came across unless he needed to purchase extra supplies; then he'd enter them under a henge, buy what he needed, and leave as quickly as possible. He passed out of Tani no Kuni and into Kaze no Kuni on his tenth night of travel and slowed down as he left the forests behind.

Crossing Kaze no Kuni would be the hardest leg of his journey because it was all desert and while Naruto had read about how to survive in the desert, he had no first hand experience and really had no idea where to find water if he should run out before he reached the western border. There were also far fewer villages scattered about the country where he could purchase more supplies; meaning that he was forced to survive off of the land even more so than he had during the first few weeks of his journey.

Naruto quickly learned to use a variation of Suimen Hokou no Waza to run on the shifting surface of the sand. Another lesson he learned fairly quickly was to find a sheltered place to camp at the first signs of a sand storm. And perhaps the most important lesson he learned was how to collect moisture in a cup by digging a deep whole in the sand, setting a cup in the bottom, covering the hole with plastic, and setting a rock in the center of the plastic so that the water dripped down into the cup below.

He also learned to catch as much rain as he could during the short and infrequent thunderstorms that passed over the sandy terrain and that roasted scorpions were actually tastier than they looked or sounded. And while he lost weight as he crossed the desert, he wasn't starving and he wasn't too badly burnt since he continued to travel by night and sleep by day (which also reduced his chances of freezing to death since it was still winter and the desert was freezing at night).

The eight year old would reach the border between Kaze no Kuni and Yama no Kuni on his twenty-fifth day of travel (it had taken him fifteen days to cross the small fraction of desert he'd traveled over). It was at that point that his resolve almost broke as the towering mountains that the country was named after looked harsh and foreboding. It didn't help that Naruto had no knowledge of where he was supposed to go from that point; the only information he'd found on how to get to the Outer Countries spoke of a portal he'd need to find but gave no location or even a description of where the portal would be or what it looked like.

The thought of turning tail and running back to Konoha and the abuse of the villagers coupled with the knowledge that he'd be punished for running away in the first place was more than enough to spur him on once he got over his fear.

Translations: Japanese to English

Amegakure no Sato – Hidden Rain Village
Hi no Kuni – Fire Country
Kaze no Kuni – Wind Country
Kichiro – Japanese boy's name meaning lucky
Konoha no Kiiroi Senko – Konoha's Yellow Flash
Konohagakure no Sato/Konoha – Hidden Leaf Village
Kyuubi no Youko – Nine-tailed demon fox
Shinobi no Kami – God of Shinobi
Tani no Kuni – Valley Country (random country selected as the country in which Amegakure is located).
Yama no Kuni – Mountain Country

Techniques/Skills:

Bunshin no Jutsu – Clone technique
Ha no Noudo – Leaf Concentration
Henge no Jutsu – Transformation technique
Kage Bunshin no Jutsu – Shadow Clone
Kawarimi no Jutsu – Substitution technique
Kinobori no Waza – Tree climbing
Nawanuke no Jutsu – Rope Escape Technique
Suimen Hokou no Waza – Water walking

Notes:

Kanzaki – a random Japanese last name I picked out of a hat (or actually off a webpage) for Teuchi and Ayame since I wanted to avoid the over used fanon Ichiraku as their last name in this FanFic.

10-24-15: Minor edits made to chapter to fix spelling/grammar mistakes and removed unnecessary author's notes.