A/N: here we are ladies and gents! My new story! I don't have a picture of the new Naruto in this story, but as soon as I'm done with it, I'll post it up, so you wont have to wait too much longer for that. wanna give a shout out to user Thayerblue1, that man can seriously right some good stories! Two of my favorite stories in all of fanfiction, Naruto: Dragon's Maw and Naruto: Magik, are by this guy. Realllly good, go check him out!

So, in this story, Naruto has let all of the stuff that has happened to him finally get to him, and we see the results of it. Shunning himself out from the rest of the world, only his natural human will to live is keeping him walking on the earth. Practically giving up on everything, he is no longer the goofy orange suit wearing fool. Now, he's just existing and doing missions. Sometimes, he will crack a smile or two for his friends, but that's about it. His friends want to help him…but will he let them in? Or will someone else worm their way into his frozen heart? Into his broken soul?...Let's find out.

By the way, if you haven't already, go check out my other Naruto-MK crossover story, What Happened?

Let us begin…..

A Broken Man

Chapter 1

A Frozen Heart, A Broken Soul…

Naruto Uzumaki was walking through the busy streets of Konohagakure no Sato. It has been about five years or so after the fourth great ninja war. Naruto, now at the age of 21, had matured greatly. He now stood at 6'2, blonde hair still somewhat longer and spiked back. His black headband with the forehead plate was tied around his head and tied in the back, the excess length of the headband was much longer this time, approximately three feet in length, flowing behind him.

He actually wore a black face mask, much like his sensei, Kakashi Hatake, only his mask wasn't a part of a full body suit, it was only the lower half of a face mask. He wore a pitch black scarf around his neck, the five foot excess length of the scarf also flowing behind him as he walked down the busy streets. He wore a tight fitting black, sleeveless shirt with a sword strap on his chest. On his back was a four foot slightly curved katana. The handle itself was red, with white little diamonds in the center of the handle. The hilt and weight balance at the end of the handle was a shiny golden color. The sheath was pitch black with a red dragon coiling around the sheath. Around his waist was an orange sash with an armored plate in the center of it, the kanji for 'nine' engraved on it. He wore pitch black hakama trousers with a red kunai and shuriken pouch wrapped around each leg. He wore high, knee length armored greaves that were a dark red in color with black straps for support. On the toe part of his greaves, gray claws protruded, taking after the model of a fox. His gauntlets were also the same, red armored and with black straps. His red armored gloves were matching with his gauntlets and his greaves, the only differences was that at the end of his finger tips, the armor had sharpened into claws. He wore a single shoulder armor piece on his left shoulder, it being strapped with his sword strap. The shoulder piece was colored a very glossy black, and a dark red cloth hung from it. In the center of the cloth on the back, another kanji for 'nine tails' was imprinted.

Overall, Naruto looked pretty bad ass. He had specialized in assassination and powerhouse-type jutsus. He had, over the course of these past five years and with the help of thousands of his shadow clones, had finally mastered all five elements, plus the wood style. That one had really kicked his ass. That one, the style used only by the First Hokage, had easily taken the longest to learn, and even longer to master, a total time of a full year to master. The others, at most, took him only about eight months to fully master. However, due to following his nindo, never give up, he was able to achieve it.

He had given up on his so called 'dream' to become Hokage. All of the people in the village still scorned him for something he had nothing to do with, for something that wasn't his fault in the slightest. It wasn't as bad as it used to be, but it was definitely still there, without a doubt. People still threw things at him from time to time, cursed at him, shunned their children away from him, and the like. He didn't want to be know as the Hokage of a bunch of spineless little bitches that couldn't see passed their own noses. For now, he would stick to being a ninja. A real ninja.

As of right now, he was heading towards training ground seven. After Sasuke had returned, he had stayed in the village and had made great progress with making peace with everyone. All of the shinobi force had reconciled with him, after all, they could comprehend his thirst for revenge. Most of the citizens, aside from the select few, had forgiven and forgotten. Sasuke Uchiha was just as a part of the village as they were now.

Naruto was supposed to meet him at training ground seven for a light spar training session. They have had the past few days off and were getting bored. Therefore, they decided to train to relieve some stress and just hang out with each other. They were now really good friends who had each other's backs, no matter what.

Sasuke had begun dating Sakura seriously now. They had been seeing each other for a little over a year now and things were really beginning to become more serious. For the past year, it was just a relationship. A few dates here and there, and a few love sessions here and there, and hanging out with their friends with each other here and there. But lately, they had been spending almost every waking moment with each other. Naruto was glad for them both, he really was, but at the same time, he was extremely saddened.

He was sad because it was the official end of any chance that he may or may have not had with Sakura. After all these years, he would have thought that he would have gotten over his feelings for her, but he just couldn't help it. It had gone down tremendously over time, however, they were never completely gone. Now, they would have to be.

Hinata had gotten over her feelings for Naruto. She had realized that her crush for Naruto was just that…a crush. She and Naruto had made love a few times, and after about the fourth time, Hinata realized that she no longer had an infatuation with him. She had realized this, and explained it to Naruto. Obviously, he was hurt, but one didn't stay alive and moving by dwelling one any one thing for too long. Because of that reason, he had put it down, swallowed it, and just moved on. Now, Hinata had married Kiba, and they had already had a son together, named Kizari.

Ino had married off to Sai…that, he would never understand. How could someone like Ino-someone who was outgoing and overly flirtatious-fall for someone with absolutely no social skills whatsoever? On top of that, she was a slightly tanned, big tittied, had a beautiful ass that was good enough to eat, killer legs, long blonde hair, and he just had a bunch of pale skin and a weird attitude. Opposites attract, I guess.

Anko had gotten with Iruka. That, he never saw coming. Iruka sensei…the man who first accepted him, soft spoken and loyal to heart, had married up with a woman who was cold hearted, brash, and cold be immature at times. Once again, opposites attract.

So many things had completely changed. However, one thing had not changed at all. It never really had to begin with.

Naruto was still alone.

And it drove him insane sometimes. It has been said that loneliness is the bane of the soul, and that the soul would be eaten away by it. Naruto had come to believe that. he was suffering from it, after all.

Sometimes, he would have complete and utterly horrible nightmares about his childhood, and also about times during the war. Nothing that he did eased these nightmares in the slightest. And in each and every one of them, the ending was always the same…

Everyone had abandoned him. In a crowd of millions, he was still alone.

And what was worse, is that he was somewhat living that very same nightmare to an extent right now. Here he was, in the most populated village out of them all, and he was alone. Except for the very brief encounters with his friends…if they were even still his friends at all, that is…no one wanted anything to do with him. He was going crazy from everything.

Which was why he was going to the training grounds. To relieve some stress. He went there almost every other day to vent out his frustrations. He would often talk to no one, which scared a certain blonde girl that had made it her own personal job to evaluate his psyche from the shadows.

Ino had had everyone come to her and Sai's house for individual evaluations, to see how everyone was doing. Only Naruto seemed fine and to keep his cheery attitude. Which was a problem.

Everyone else was able to come forward and express their emotions and their concerns, and in return Ino would do the same. A dual therapy session, so to speak. However, Naruto was the only one, out of all the shinobi that had fought in the war, that had said nothing was wrong. However, Ino knew better.

Every time he was at her house for his evaluations, he was a little jittery. His eyes never stood in one place for very long, always darting around the area, and would occasionally, under his breath but Ino could still hear him, he would occasionally mention something about 'stupid, ignorant villagers who needed to die'. She wasn't sure what he was talking about though, so she decided to not mention it at the time. He also always leaned forward. He never sat back and relaxed, like everyone else did. He never got comfortable. And the thing that surprised her the most was his reactions to any sort of intimate contact of any level.

She had seen that he was struggling with his emotions on one session, although his words came out clearly, saying that he was fine. Ino had begun to try to connect with him, and gently grabbed his hand and told him to talk to her, and that everything was going to be okay.

(Flashback…six months)

Naruto sat on Ino's couch in her living room. He was leaning forward, hands and fingers interlaced and held in front of his face, eyes never still for more than five seconds, as always. Ino sat across from him, her legs crossed and staring at him with a concerned look on her face.

Ino had tried everything to get to him. She had tried telling jokes to break the ice. She had tried playing soft music in the background to get him to relax. She had personally made him food and tea, her best recipes that she hardly ever made, even for her husband, Sai. She even tried going a step beyond she had with everyone else, and was now wearing lingerie, trying to stimulate the primal portion of the human brain, especially in the male brain. Approximately forty percent of the male thought process consists of mating and procreating (true fact, by the way!) she had thought that if nothing else would work, why not try stimulating one of the two basic instincts of the human brain? Sexual stimulation.

However, not even that worked. Ino had worn black fishnet stockings that reached up a little passed her thigh with very tall black high heeled boots. She wore a very skimpy lacy bra that reeeallllyyyy accentuated her large, double D tits. She wore black arm cloths that covered almost her entire arm. She also wore a black silk choker around her neck, and lastly, wore a black, see-through veil around her face. She had strutted around, overly accentuating her lovely assets…absolutely anything to break Naruto out of his little 'must protect myself' shell. Not even THAT worked!

Ino had been at her breaking point then. Having enough, she ripped off her veil and went on to her knees in front of the sitting Naruto and screamed out to him, "PLEASE, Naruto! I'm trying to help you! React! Give me something here sweetie, please! You are HURT, Naruto! I'm trying to help you heal!"

She had reached out and gently grabbed his interlaced fingers that were in front of his face. He had been staring blankly ahead the entire duration…always did, except for when he had looked around for any underlying threats. But when he resumed his look forward…he may as well have been dead. There was no life in his eyes at all, and Ino was desperately trying to get some life back into them.

The moment Ino had grabbed his hand s, though, even though it was loving and gentle, it had him snapped out of his stupor. He stood up as quickly as he could, withdrew his sword, and held it out in front of him and put Ino behind himself in a protective manner, frantically searching the room. Ino was shocked, to say the least.

"WHO TOUCHED ME?!" Naruto had yelled out. "COME OUT! SHOW YOURSELF! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS! I AM NOT THE FOX! I'M DONE WITH THIS SHIT! NEXT ONE WHO TRIES TO ATTACK ME DIES! COME OUT NOOOWWWWW!"

Ino was absolutely stunned.

'I'm not the fox'? what does that mean?...oh no, he means the villagers! Naruto, darling…what have they done to you to make you like this?...Ino thought to herself.

"Naruto…" she said softly from behind him. He still had his sword drawn and ready to fight to the death. She could visibly see his muscles were strained, any more and they could quite possibly rip. It looked as if he had been tense his entire life, without a single moment to relax in all of his twenty-one years of existence. A sure sign of extreme bodily stress, easily could lead up to a heart attack.

"…sweetie, I'm right here. It's me, Ino Yamanaka…" she said slowly and quietly. She figured that the best approach right now, especially with someone as high strung and ready to attack like Naruto was right now, that going slow and smooth was the best option.

That seemed to work, because Naruto slowly turned his head and said to her, "Ino…you ok? You're not hurt are you? And what are you wearing? Did someone make you wear that? If so, I'll find them and I'll-"

"No, Naruto…" Ino cut him off. "I tried this on to get your attention any way that I could. Naruto…why are you so stressed out? Why are you so…dead? You're almost dead to us all Naruto, what happened to you?"

Naruto turned away and sheathed his sword and said to her, "It doesn't matter. Whats done is done."

"Naruto, I want to know where you're coming from,"

"I'm from here, Konoha, you know that."

"That's not what I mean Naruto!" Ino interrupted him. "And you know damn well what I mean. Turn around and face me, talk to me! What the hell is going on with you Naruto?!"

Naruto never turned. He just stood there, staring blankly ahead at nothing in particular.

Seeing that there was literally no other option, she said quietly, "I'm so sorry Naruto…but you're giving me no other choice!"

She quickly performed a few hand signs and said quietly under her breath, quickly placed both of her hands on either side of Narutos head and said, "Yamanaka style: Mind Experience Jutsu!"

She wish she hadn't done that. the instant she started seeing his memories, she felt overwhelming sorrow. The thing about this jutsu, though, is once you're in for the ride, you cant stop it. It's like a roller coaster-you're in the ride until the track is gone and the ride stops, there's no stopping whenever you want. It's either all or nothing with this jutsu, and with Naruto, she chose all. Sometimes she's just too nosey for her own good.

In about thirty seconds, she had experienced everything that Naruto had ever gone through. Every ounce of pain, every ounce of loneliness, every ounce of heartache…absolutely everything. In thirty seconds. It was clearly too much for her to handle, and she fell to the ground convulsing. She looked up at him, shaking and said to him, "H…how? H..ow are you st…still aliv…alive?!"

Naruto just looked down at her and told her, "I survived, Ino. That's all."

He turned to walk away but Ino called out to him. "Wait!"

Naruto stopped and turned around and said, "What, Ino?"

Ino shakily got up, her entire body vibrating with all of the conflicting emotions and painful memories, but more than anything…unbridled hatred for this pathetic village. She couldn't believe that her father had died for the villagers! They were just a whole bunch of ignorant, selfish, blinded fools!

"Naruto…" Ino said to him, "I…I understand now."

"You understand what?" Naruto asked with a low voice, a little seething with anger.

"How you feel, what you've been through…" Ino said.

"YOU KNOW NOTHING!" He shouted at her. He pointed at her and said to her, "JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN LOOK INTO SOMEONE'S MEMORIES, YOU THINK YOU CAN UNDERSTAND THEM?! YOU JUST EXPERIENCED EVERYTHING IN THRITY SECONDS! YOU'RE LUCKY AS HELL, INO! IMAGINE LIVING WITH THAT YOUR ENTIRE FUCKING LIFE! THAT'S…THAT'S WHY I AM THE WAY I AM! NO ONE GIVES A RATS ASSA BOUT IT EITHER! I AM ALONE, INO! ALWAYS HAVE BEEN, AND I ALWAYS WILL BE! I'VE ACCEPTED THAT FACT…BUT IT DOESN'T MEAN THAT IT DOESN'T HURT, INO YAMANAKA!"

Naruto spun around and began walking away. Before he went out the front door, he said to her, "You will do well to remember this Ino…you cannot fix everyone's pain."

With that being said, he exited out of her and her husband's house.

Once he was gone, Ino went upstairs to get dressed in her regular attire. She was absolutely devastated and…guilty. She had been the one to dish out those hateful name callings and bullying at times! Even though she had never physically abused him, like ninety percent of the villagers did, she felt that she did just as much damage. She sat down on her bed and cried her eyes out. After about five minutes of her crying, she decided to call everyone from their rookie nine team to her house. She had some explaining to do about Narutos behavior. Perhaps if she couldn't help him out, maybe they all could, together.

(End Flashback)

And that brings us to our blonde shinobi now. He was on his way to training ground seven, where Sasuke had told him to meet so they could have a friendly spar. Walking down the busy streets of Konoha, Narutos eyes still never ceased to move. They were always moving, always watching. Finally, he came to the section of the village that lead to all of the training grounds. After about ten minutes of walking down a certain path, he found himself arriving at his destination. He looked around for Sasuke, and found him about halfway down the field, clothed in his black cloak and suit. He turned around and smiled at his friend who had rescued him.

"Naruto," Sasuke said. "I've been waiting for you. Are you ready for our spar?"

Naruto simply nodded. Sasuke looked at his friend. How he had changed. Everything from his looks to his very core. Instead of wearing that absolutely hideous orange suit, he wore his black mask and shirt and pants, with his orange sash and shoulder armor with the red cloth on it. Finally, the sword strapped on his back. He had changed so much. It actually worried Sasuke a little bit.

"Tell them to come out," Naruto told Sasuke.

"What do you mean?" Sasuke asked his friend.

"don't bullshit me, Sasuke," Naruto said. "Tell them…to come out. You know I hate it when people try to sneak up on me. Ino, Shikamaru, Hinata, Kiba…tell them…to come out."

Sighing, Sasuke made a signal, and the four mentioned appeared from the tree line surrounding them.

"We are concerned greatly about you Naruto," Hinata had said to him. "What's causing you to be like this? It's been too long since…since you've been yourself-"

"What do you know," Naruto countered.

"Naruto, buddy," Kiba said, "Ino told us everything a few days ago. We want to help you out man. I mean…we've been friends for years now, and that's what friends do, they help each other out. So come on, man."

"If we are not going to have our spar," Naruto began, "Then I'm afraid I've wasted my time. Have a good night you guys."

Naruto turned around and began to walk off, his black scarf and headband flowing in the wind.

"Naruto!" Sasuke called out. He moved his hair out of the way of his left eye and opened it wide, activating his powers of his Rinnegan. Eight portals opened up around them in a circular type of formation, with about twenty feet of space in between each portal.

"I can tell you are stressed out and need to relieve some anger," Sasuke said to his friend, "So here's the type of spar we're gonna have. Closed arena, stay away from the portals. Each one leads to a different dimension, and I have no idea which ones they are. No jutsus, just taijutsu. Understood?"

When the portals were made, an electrical field surrounded the two of them, forcing Hinata, Ino, Skikamaru, and Kiba out of the way. Every time he and Naruto sparred, it was never a clean fight…bruises and cuts galore were the outcome every time because they both liked to go passed their limits. They would have only gotten in the way, and possibly gotten more hurt than in any normal spar. This was Sasuke versus Naruto…it was never a normal spar.

"Fine…" Naruto said. He was about a couple of feet away from a portal when it formed right in front of him. He turned around and got into a fighting stance, and Sasuke did the same. In an instant, they launched themselves at each other, and Naruto, immediately, had already gained the upper hand. Combos left and right were dealt to Sasuke, not giving him any breathing room at all. Punch to the face, knee to the gut, a kick to a joint, a headbutt, roundhouse kick to the side of the head…Naruto dished out everything to his friend.

Sasuke quickly whipped out a kunai and took a swing at Naruto. Naruto dodged it and drew his own knife from his side pouch on his left leg. Holding it in reverse grip, he jumped up high and came down quickly, ready to impale his friend.

Sasuke blocked his friend's attack and followed up with an axe kick that finally connected, sending Naruto straight to the ground so hard that Naruto bounced up a little bit after impact. As Naruto rebounded from the ground, Sasuke grabbed both of his ankles and spun him around a few times, and then tossed him away carelessly.

Straight into the portal right behind them.

"Uh oh…" Sasuke said.

"NARUTO!" Ino and Hinata cried out.

Kiba and Shikamaru were stunned silent. Was this act intentional? Or was it purely out of instinct in the heat of a battle? They couldn't tell as of right now. All they knew, was that their friend was just tossed into a portal that led somewhere they knew nothing about.

In his state of shock, Sasuke lost his focus. As a result, all eight of the portals closed in an instant. Sasuke's eyes widened and yelled out, "NO!"

He frantically tried to reopen the portal that he had accidentally threw Naruto in, but he didn't have enough chakra for it. He had forgotten the amount of chakra it took to just open one, let alone maintain it. And he had done so with eight, at the same time, AND fought against his friend. Even one with his large amount of chakra reserves, those portals burned him out, and fast.

He fell to his knees and said to himself, "What have I done?"

A/N: hope this is a good leading up to the story for you guys. This is a new fic, and Naruto will be in the MK verse. At least for a little while anyway, I'm still debating on whether or not I want him in there permanently. Anyways, hope this is a good start, let me know if there should or should not be any corrections. I'm completely open to suggestions guys! Until next time, Roku out.