Wielding Nen in Naruto [Rock Lee SI]

[Fanfictionlord]

"Lee."

His head rang painfully as the sound echoed in his ears. It felt strangely familiar, though he could swear he had never heard it before. The language being spoken wasn't English either, but an otaku that he was, he instantly recognized it as Japanese.

"Rock Lee! We're in the middle of a spar! What are you spacing out for?!"

The voice rose in pitch, irritation leaking through each word. It stung his ears, pulling him forcefully toward awareness.

He forcefully opened his eyes, only to squint immediately as bright sunlight flooded his face all at once. His vision swam for a moment before settling. Only then did he scan his surroundings.

A boy stood across from him, no older than ten. He had long pale brown hair tied behind his head and stood upright, his features sharp in a way that felt unnatural for someone his age.

There were many things that stood out about him—his strange clothes, open-toed sandals, limbs wrapped in bandages, and lastly his somewhat impatient and annoyed expression as he looked at him—but the strangest part was his eyes.

They were pale.

Not white or gray, but pale lavender, with no visible pupil.

As he looked at him, Lee felt like he was staring through him instead of at him.

'What unique contact lenses,' he thought. 'They almost look real.'

As he looked around, he realized he was standing in an open field. A faint circular boundary marked the ground around him, forming a ring.

Dozens of children, boys and girls around the same age as the pale-eyed boy, surrounded the ring, and he keenly noticed they all wore the same open-toed sandals as well. Not only that, the expressions they gave him were also quite similar—a mix of annoyance and impatience.

A short distance away stood a low building made of wood and plaster. Wide windows. Sliding doors. A long balcony running along the second floor.

'Where am I exactly?' Lee felt increasingly confused about his current situation. The last thing he remembered was coming home from work when a speeding truck slammed into him and darkness enveloped his vision. He felt like he was done for—but the next instant, he woke up here.

As his gaze drifted downward, he coincidentally caught sight of his hands and froze.

'Wait—how did my hands get so small?!'

Moreover, there were callouses in places that made no sense to him—knuckles, palms, the edges of his fingers.

This only made Lee even more confused.

"Pay attention, Lee," the voice said again. "I won't repeat myself."

He turned sharply toward the sound and saw a man standing just outside the ring.

Middle-aged. Broad shoulders. Straight-backed. He wore a green flak jacket over dark clothing, a forehead protector strapped securely across his brow. At its center was a metal plate engraved with a leaf symbol.

The man's eyes were sharp, gazing at him with a stern, slightly disappointed expression.

That look alone sent a strange, instinctive knot twisting in his stomach.

Before he could stop himself, words came out of his mouth.

"S-sorry, Sensei."

The sound of his own voice startled him—not only because of how much higher it was than it should be, but also how naturally it came out.

Moreover, how did he suddenly start speaking and understanding Japanese?!

The man gave a curt nod, taking it as confirmation.

"Alright then. Begin!"

His heart skipped.

'Begin what?'

Before he could even react, the pale-eyed boy in front of him moved.

There was no warning. One moment the boy stood three steps away, and the next moment, he was right in front of him. The movement was swift, smooth, and efficient, like a trained fighter.

Lee's eyes widened.

'He's too fast—!'

His mind screamed at him to do something, to get out of the way, but his body refused to move, frozen in place. At the last moment, his arms somehow moved reflexively into a guard, elbows tucked, forearms raised against his chest.

The boy's palm slipped past his defense with ease, prying it open like paper, and then—

Bang!

The palm strike slammed into his chest!

A sharp force detonated behind his ribs, knocking all the air out of his lungs!

He was sent stumbling backward, feet scraping against the dirt before he lost balance entirely and fell flat on his back.

"H—hk—"

His chest felt tight, like someone had pressed a heavy weight against it. He tried to inhale, but only a shallow gasp came out.

'Who the fuck suddenly attacks like that?!' Anger flared in his heart. So what if he's good at fighting—could he just attack anyone as he wished?

Lee swore that once he got up, he would show the little shit the consequences of messing with him. He would call the police and press charges on him for attempted murd—

His thoughts froze all of a sudden as a dull ringing filled his ears.

It grew louder by the second, and he felt something else stir in his head.

At first, it was faint.

Then it came all at once.

"Arghh!"

Lee clutched his head tightly, letting out a pained cry as a splitting headache hit him.

His life in Konoha. Academy lessons. Being told he had no talent for ninjutsu. No aptitude for genjutsu either. Training grounds. Wooden posts. Endless running. Falling. Getting back up.

Countless memories that weren't his flooded his head without warning.

Lee lay still on the ground, breathing heavily, staring up at the sky.

He understood it now. He had died and then… crossed over to the Naruto world… as Rock Lee.

Moreover, he could be sure this wasn't a dream. The memories were too detailed and consistent for it to be one. He didn't feel like someone borrowing them, but like someone who had always had them.

Transmigrating into an anime?

The realization didn't excite him. It didn't terrify him either, because his attention was occupied by something else—something extremely wrong. He felt it instinctively.

It started as a faint warmth deep in his chest, then spread quickly—like a current moving without direction—through his arms, legs, neck, until his entire body felt like it was buzzing under the skin. Then it leaked outward, drifting into the air.

It didn't hurt.

But it felt dangerous.

Not in an immediate way—more like realizing you were bleeding without seeing the wound.

His instincts screamed at him to contain it. To pull it back in. To keep whatever this was from leaking out.

Without thinking, he focused inward.

'Stay… inside!'

He imagined pulling everything back toward himself. Holding it close. Not letting it escape.

The warmth resisted, pushing outward harder, like water against a cracked wall. Lee gritted his teeth and forced his attention tighter, wrapping his awareness around his body like a barrier.

He didn't even know what he was trying to do at that moment. He just followed his instincts.

But It proved to be effective as slowly, the warmth began to settle, then completely eased.

But he could tell it hadn't disappeared completely. It still lingered under his skin—just no longer rushing outward.

Only then did Lee dare to let out a breath he realised he was holding in.

"Lee?"

A shadow fell over him.

"Lee, are you alright?" the instructor asked, crouching beside him. The strictness from earlier was gone, replaced with clear concern.

Neji had stepped closer as well, standing a short distance away. His brows were furrowed slightly, pale eyes fixed on Lee's face, which looked even paler.

"Sensei…" Lee tried to respond, uttering a single word before the tension he'd been holding snapped all at once and his vision blurred.

Then his eyes rolled back, and everything went black.

The instructor caught him immediately. "Lee! Can you hear me?"

Neji stiffened. "Did I—"

"No," the instructor cut him off. "It's not that."

He lifted Lee carefully. "Class dismissed. I'm taking him to the infirmary."

Neji watched silently as he carried Lee away, a faint crease forming between his brows.

'Did I hit him too hard?' he thought, clenching his fist. He wondered if he should have held back a little.

 

[To-be-hero-X]

Moment I see Rock Lee fic I immediately hit watch

 

[Kolarthecool]

Woo, Lee Number 2!! ️ (Gai is of course Number 1)

 

[To-be-hero-X]

Woo, Lee Number 2!! ️ (Gai is of course Number 1)

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Smh guy is indeed number one but he retired it's passing the torch to the new future number one it's called legacy

 

[Kolarthecool]

Smh guy is indeed number one but he retired it's passing the torch to the new future number one it's called legacy

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As if retirement stops the Blue Beast from sitting in the number one position!! Till the day he dies Gai is #1, Rock Lee #2 and Metal Lee slowly inching his way to #3.

Heck, knowing the pure land exists and is escapable by some Uchiha scrubs, death may not even change those ranks.

 

[To-be-hero-X]

As if retirement stops the Blue Beast from sitting in the number one position!! Till the day he dies Gai is #1, Rock Lee #2 and Metal Lee slowly inching his way to #3.

Heck, knowing the pure land exists and is escapable by some Uchiha scrubs, death may not even change those ranks.

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Will all can honestly say I respect you for your YOUTH passion and your loyalty and devotion for mighty guy respect man