I know I know what the hell am I doing starting another story. What can I say I'm an inspirational writer so when inspiration hits there's not much I can do about it.

Anyways ass far as I can tell this is the first repo/Naruto X-over (there were a few in French but I don't read French so it doesn't count.)

(P.S. for those of you who don't know, Repo the Genetic Opera, is a movie I highly recommend seeing (think rocky horror picture show meets saw kinda (actually same producers who made saw)))

Any way if you haven't seen it don't worry that's what the prologue is for.

Just a fair warning this is major AU and every ones at least going to be a little OOC. (Some more than others)

Now enough of my rambling and on to the story.

Repo

The ninja opera

It started not long after the kyuubi incident, the mass exposure of demonic energy released at that time had an unforeseen side effect, it started first in the shinobi that had survived the battle but not long after it developed in the civilian population as well. An epidemic of organ failures. Because the cause was demonic in origin all conventional treatment only meet with failure, not even the legendary medic Tsunade was able to find a cure. Tens of thousands died and that number was rising steadily. But, as with all great tragedies, there was hope. The missing Nin Orocimaru had found a way to artificially grow new organs. And so it was that the sannin was granted amnesty for his past crimes and welcomed back to the village as a hero. And so was formed GENE CO. And so the village was saved. However the process of making new organs was time consuming and expensive. No one could afford to pay the man up front. However this was not a problem, gene co. offered an easy financing system. However hidden in the small print was a clause that now haunts the world to this day. For if you missed even a single payment the organ would revert back to gene co. property and would be 'repossessed'. In the beginning the third Hokage, who had taken the mantel of office after his successors death, was lived and made 'repossessions' illegal. In response orochimaru closed the doors of gene co. and when the death toll started to clime once again the Hokage was forced to legalize 'repossessions'. And soon GENE CO. was once again the open for business and the snake sannin was one of the wealthiest and most powerful men in the village. However that was twelve years ago and now it's become a fashion statement to buy new organs, and as such there is always someone defaulting on their payments and so always work for the 'repo man'.

It was a particularly bright day in the village hidden in the leaves. And so it should be because today was the day that the next generation of ninja where slated to graduate from the shinobi academy. And this year's graduating class had a few notable faces. First was Sakura Haruno, although her fame did not come from her ninja status. No although her career was just starting she had quickly become the voice of gene co. and often could be found at most of the corporation's public functions. Next and certainly not least was kiba Inzuaka, adopted son of orochimaru. After most of the Inzuaka clan died off, in an act of charity, orochimaru adopted the hair of the clan as his own. Most agree that this was just a PR move on his part, however the case remains that as his son, kiba had grown up believing, and not necessarily wrongly so, that he was above the law and had developed a slight problem with violent outbursts. Case in point, just last week he gutted the assistant teacher mizuki because he 'looked at him funny'. And last but not least was the morose looking blond sitting at the back of the class. Naruto Uzumaki Senju, adopted son of the late Tsunade and likely to become one of the greatest medics the academy had produced since his late mother. Although not as well versed in his chakra control due to particular fuzz ball locked away in his gut. He had instead focused on doing things the good old fashioned way, and as such had become very adept at using scalpels and other surgical equipment as both tools of healing and in the area of combat. However at the moment his thoughts where focused solely on the thought of her and on how much his failure had cost him. However before he could completely lose himself in his grief the door to their room opened and in walked their teacher. Shaking his head and focusing on the man at the front of the room Naruto mentally prepared himself, after all he knew that if she was still around she would be disappointed if he failed something as simple as the graduation test.

The test had been painfully easy Naruto had thought to himself, honestly make some bushin and you're a genin, though Naruto thought that maybe he shouldn't badmouth the test, after all he still couldn't make the dame things and only passed because his mother had taught him the kagebushin. Still they could have at least made it a little more challenging. And now here he was sitting with his two new team mates waiting for his tardy sensei to show up. On his left was none other than the burgeoning singer and voice of gene co. Sakura Haruno. He was honest enough with himself to admit that for a time he had thought that he was in love with the pink haired singer and that if his situation wasn't what it was he might still be, but as it is he was no longer looking for love, he wasn't foolish enough to think that there was a loving type of relationship in his future. On his right sat the one and only Sasuke Uchiha, last of his clan, and all around moody bastered. Though if Naruto thought about it he himself had been acting that way himself for the good part of a year and there for in no place to start complaining about others acting the same way. Sending the clock on the wall another board look he noticed that their sensei was now two and a half hours late. Placing his head back down on the desk Naruto once again retreated in to his mind contemplating once again why he has on this particular team again. 'oh right I'm here to keep the all might Uchiha alive long enough to start rebuilding his clan, and the snake man probably pulled some strings to have his star singer assigned for the same reasons, lucky me.'

Just then the door opened and a man with a covered face and some of the oddest hair Naruto had seen to date poked his head in.

"My first impression of you guys is ... you're rather dull. Meet me up on the roof in five." And with that he disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"I take it that was our new sensei?" asked Naruto to the others. The only response he got was a shoulder shrug from Sakura and an "hn" from Sasuke before they both got up and walked out the door quickly followed by Naruto.

A few flights of stairs latter and all three where now sitting in front of their sensei.

"lets get introductions out of the way first hm?" the tall lanky man asked with an odd, what Naruto could only describe as an 'eye-smile', on the only visible part of his face.

"Uh sensei, why don't you go first? So we know what to do." The slender pink haired girl asked.

"Oh, well my names Hakate (sp?) Kakashi, my likes are none of your business same go for dislikes, I have a few hobbies and dreams for the future, well ...." he just kind of trailed off at the end but Naruto swore he heard some kind of giggle come from the man. "Well now how about you pinky?" he asked pointing at her.

"ah well, my names Sakura Haruno, I like my eyes," this was actually the first time he had noticed but now that he was looking he could tell they where gene co. products, not many people would be able to tell the difference but in his line of work it was somewhat necessary. "And ..." here she looked over at the brooding Uchiha. "I dislike ino-pig and as for dreams for the future ..." again she looked over at the Uchiha and let out a small sigh.

"O.K. then how about you duck but?" asked kakashi with an amused look on his fa ... err, eye.

Deciding that rising to such obvious bait was too far beneath him he simply ignored the comment and soldiered on. "My names Sasuke Uchiha, I don't really like or dislike anything, I don't really have a dream, it's more of an ambition, to kill a certain man and resurrect my clan." Again sakuras swooned at how dark and broody her Sasuke was.

"Well then you're up Blondie." Kakashi said while pointing at him.

"My names Naruto Uzumaki senju, I like ..." and here was Naruto's problem he didn't really have time to get to like much of anything. "Err, I like my scalpels," not necessarily a lie he really did like them, but it sounded a bit shallow even as he was saying it. "I'd rather not comment on the stuff I dislike. As for dream for the future, well I guess to follow in my mother's footstep and become a legendary medic." 'What a laugh, he had no right to call himself a medic.'

"Well then now that that's out of the way we can get down to business. Your to report to training area 7 at 6:30 tomorrow for ... survival training." He finished what Naruto had quickly come to realise was an amused expression 'have to give him credit he can be pretty expressive with just one eye' Naruto thought to himself.

"But sensei we've already done survival training in the academy?" Piped up sakura, who up until this point had been stealing glances at Sasuke.

"Well it's more of a test to see if you really have what it takes to be a genin then training." Answered kakashi

"What! But we already passed the genin test why do we have to take another?" she all but screamed.

"Oh that, that was just to weed out the hopeless cases. This test is your real genin test and I'll warn you now it has a 66.6% failure rate." Even Sasuke dropped his boarded look at that. "Anyway remember training filed 7 at 6:30. Oh, I wouldn't recommend eating breakfast or you're just going to puke anyways." With that ominous warning he suddenly threw on one of his amused little eye smiles. "See ya." And with that disappeared in a puff of smoke leaving three speechless genin hopefuls on the roof.

" well seems like we've got a full day ahead of us tomorrow so I think I'm going to head home now, see you guys latter." And with that started to walk down the stairs back into the academy.

It was late probably nearing three in the morning but still the sound of running feet could be heard thundering down one of the village's side streets. These feet belonged to one futashi asanko, one of the thousands of merchants that called Konaha home. He owned a small house where he his wife and two children lived in relative comfort, a bit cramped perhaps but what can you do? He owned and operated a small connivance store not too far from his house. However business had dried up recently and it had been getting harder and harder to make ends meet. Which actually lees us to why he was running like his life depended on it (which it does by the way). His financial problems had gotten to the point where he was no longer able to pay for the heart he had bought last year. Unfortunately gene co. had a very strict payment plan and he knew that begging for an extension was useless. Suddenly a noise from behind him made him jump and instead of wasting time looking behind him he simply ran, he ran as hard as he could. He didn't want to die. He had a wife and kids to live for. With his attention firmly focused on the sound of feet behind him he didn't notice the ninja wire strung across the road until he had already tripped over it. Before he even had a chance to right himself he received a rather quick kick to the side of the head that left him lying flat on his back. Suddenly there was a heavy pressure on his chest and when he looked up all he could see was his own death staring back at him. Despite him standing at only five foot if that the visage in front was one that terrorized the dreams of anyone who missed a payment for the new organs. The repo man, Decked out in large black rubber gloves and boots, black leather pants and over sized rubber apron there was no mistaking the person in front of him. but it wasn't the clothes it was the mask that haunted people's dreams, that mockery of a surgeons head gear and that light that illuminated his eyes (pic in profile/ or just Google it).

This was where all conscious thought left him as the sharp blade of his scalpel sliced through his neck cutting his jugular artery as well as his wind pipe. Laying on the ground trying to stop the bleeding with his hands while also desperately trying gasp in what air he could he didn't even notice when the black clad figure started to slice away at his chest, pealing the skin back taking hold of his still beating heart and pulling it out of his chest. And with that last act of brutality the life of futashi asanko ended and his corpse was left out in the middle of the street.

Securing the organ in a plastic bag and storing that in his specially made medical bag he stood up and surveyed to world around him. That's when he noticed the squad of anbu that where currently watching him from the roof of one of the buildings on the other side of the street. Giving them a simple node he turned his back and started to walk down the street not even giving the men behind him another look. It had become an unwritten rule that repo business was just that, he stayed out of the anbu's way they did the same, every one walked away happy, well in one peace at any rate.

The wall opened up in the usual way and he quickly walked through not wanting to be seen in this part of town. Now all the stood before him was the blackness of the tunnel to his home. Slowly making his way down the tunnel his thought wandered as they so often did now to how he had gotten himself in this situation, it had been almost a year now. A year of hunting down people, cutting them open and gutting them likes wild animals and for what because he made a mistake, because he wasn't good enough when it counted. no he knew he had no one to blame for his current situation then himself, and perhaps it was fitting, perhaps this was his punishment for his failures and if so he would simply have to live with it. With that final thought he entered the basement of his home the same one he had shared with his mother, the same one he had killed her in. However it wasn't the same, what was once nothing but unused storage had become his little slice of hell, knives and other medical equipment hung from hooks all over the place there were a number of operating tables all of which had seen the last few moments of some one's life. Slowly striping off his coat and hanging it on a hook in one of the side rooms he did the same for the rest of his outfit finally removing his mask and placing it on a dummy head he had placed on one of the work tables reviling a boy with bright blond hair and deep blue eyes.

"I hate my job." Naruto grumbles to himself before slowly walking up the stairs to the main part of the house for what little sleep he could get before kakashi's test.

A/N well there you have it the first Naruto/repo X-over

So what do you guys think good bad (mad at me for not updating one of my other stories?)

Also figured I try and answer some of the questions that are floating around in those mushy things in between your ears.

First off I'll give you more of Naruto's back story latter maybe next chapter maybe not, who knows?

Second. If any ones acting a little strange (like the third letting repo men go around gutting his villagers for example) the simple answer is it's needed for the story.

Other than that I think I'm done here so any ways any more questions just ask and as always the more reviews you leave the sooner I might update (seriously there like some king of writing drug just can't get enough of them)

Tell next time bye.