Hello hello! This is my first shot at fanfiction, but not my first shot at writing-mind you. I have written three books thus far called Witches Warrior and they themselves were the product of reading fanfiction, the style anyway-which I found in someone named Neonzangetsu. His writing's helped inspire mine, and I hope that maybe he'll come across this.
Anyway, I wish to spread my writing and put my name out there, and in hopes that the many people who read fanfiction will possibly look for my books as well, but as it is, what I wish for most is that people find my works at the very least, entertaining.
Alright, now let's get the hype train going! And let it be known I own nothing and that the respective fiction used here is owned by their respective owners! Now, let there be light, camera, and action!
Of New Beginnings
The night was filled with the full moons light, giving forth shadows indiscriminate from that of a trees or a persons, making it a perfect dusk hour for those known as shinobi, those green flack jacketed warriors of stealth and war perfectly hidden beneath the folds of darkness. But this night was not a night for just stealth or war, this night was filled with a large amount of very irate shinobi as they sped about in the trees, jumping and leaping, looking for a single individual. This boy, sun-kissed hair, sapphire eyes, and whiskered visage wearing an orange jumpsuit, had stolen something in his village hidden amongst the leaves. The scroll of sealing, it was called, and the boy-a mere youth!-had up and stolen it, spiriting it away to a shed in these darkened woods. Far away from his village and far be it enough that he ran that he could study its ancient writings.
He opened the scroll and began reading, and the first thing he read, was supposedly one of the worst things he could do, but he was a stubborn lad and a persevering one at that! So, besides a grumble at first, he went on with it, taking well long enough that, once he had about mastered it, he was found. But the thing was, it was not his sensai's: Iruka and Mizuki. Nor was it the old man Saratobi, or any other shinobi, for this being was something else entirely.
"Hey Iruka, ya caught me, I-"
Naruto Uzimaki had nearly choked on his tongue when this person showed up, out of no where, sneaking here before him just as he finished learning the kage bushin. She-hell no was there a doubt against that!-had a black kimono on, a robe like attire,a pink scarf, a sash of white wrapped around her slim waist, and brown grass woven sandles. At her hip was a simple katana, sheathed there with a cat's visage for the cross guard. But, all of this paled in comparison when he looked at her as a whole, with her orange hair cascading down in swirls, framing her heart sharpen face and large sparkling oceanic blue eyes. Her full lips parted to speak, with a hand on her hip, and said something that made Naruto's heart skip a beat.
"Huh?"
Well, it wasn't the elegance of the words but more so the voice-as they say.
"Who's that? Ah, never mind. But, what are you doing here?" She asked, wondering why a human was out in the middle of the woods.
Naruto was still enchanted by her and could only mutter non sensible words in response. With this, the woman stepped towards him, striding over the ground with elegance unlike any other. Then she squatted down in front of him, and only then did he jump back in surprise, scroll of sealing tumbling with him.
"Who da what!"
The woman cocked her head to the side, slight confusion crossing her face with a quirked brow.
"Um...my names Rangiku, Rangiku Matsumoto." Her voice was curtious.
Her hand extended towards him, and he receded further, unsure of the strange-ish woman. She saw this and sighed, stood, and shook her head.
"Ya know its dangerous for a human child to be in these woods, a hallow is around." She told placing her other hand on her hip, leaning that way. Naruto did not budge, but his hands came together, two fingers pointed and placed into a cross.
"Hey lady! I'm a ninja! And no hallow-whatever that is!-is gonna scare me away!" His angry bellow was met with more confusion, for what reason did he cross himself, and how was this child a shinobi? But, before she could say anything, a glass shattering roar filled the air, shrill and reverberating in its tone and menacing tune.
"That's a hallow!" Rangiku shouted, unsheathing her sword and holding it aloft with both hands. "Get behind me!" She shouted again, feeling the unnatural spiritual pressure increase as the hallow came closer.
But Naruto didn't listen to her, Naruto was thick headed, Naruto was not gonna listen to a woman-no matter how pretty she looked-that he just met. And so he whirled about, scroll of sealing slung over his back, as he put his hands together and performed the jutsu, giving out a war cry of-
"Kage bushin no jutsu!"
Plumes of smoke appeared at his sides and behind him, a literal army of orange clad Naruto's, all ready and rearing to go. Each of them pulled out a kunai just as a xenomorphic monster with a white mask like a fish and a lanky body of grey muscle crashed through the shed. Wood and tin exploded out as it thrashed, on a rampage it seemed.
Naruto's clones leapt high into the nights folds, coming down on the creature without haste, ready to slash this insane creature up or beat it down, whichever ceased this creatures insanity. But the first line were poofed, just as the creature lifted a large hand and swiped it across the starry night. The original looked on, having landed besides the Rangiku woman, unafraid as he put the seal down with a gentle hand, watching the creature with careful examination as it poofed the army of clones.
Out of the blue, he said-
"-By the way, the names Naruto Uzimaki, and I ain't some kid."
And he too leapt forward, into the fray, leaving the soul reaper lieutenant...intrigued. How could this human make copies of himself? Was it that Chakra stuff the other soul reapers spoke about when referring to this world of the living? Maybe, and if so, it was exciting! Perhaps...she would visit this world more often, use her vacation days and such.
She shook herself of her pondering's and brought her zampakto to her side, then dashed into the fight, just as the Naruto kid had.
Naruto strafed to the side, avoiding the tall creatures swinging arms, and dashed forward, taking advantage of the opening. His fist clenched tight and cocked back, he snapped his arm forward, slamming his fist against the creatures ribs. The smacking sound echoed across the forest, followed by a gnashing slice as cold steel blade penetrated unprotected flesh.
Naruto looked to the side, seeing that the Rangiku lady had sliced the hallow down the side of the white mask. The hallow screeched and retracted in pain, falling back in misted and warped shadow that shimmered for a moment, the faded like vapor.
Rangiku looked to Naruto and smiled.
"It'll be back, Naruto~"
He was taken aback by that. Was he just flirted with? Was that flirting? Did she just wink at him? She did, she did wink! She did flirt with him! Why?
"Wha-"
But before he could spas out, it did return, just behind them, scooping up Naruto with one of its large hands, covering him completely, clenching its fist in an attempt to crush him into victus goop. But it failed as an explosion of orange forced its hand open, and Naruto's clones leapt at it, tackling it to the ground.
"Kill it!" They shouted!
The original nodded and leapt up over the beasts thrashing form, descending down with a kunai. The rushing air passed through his form, whistling through his hair, and the double sided dagger was poised and ready with clenched fingers wrapped tightly around it. Then, he plunged the blade through its skull. The hallow thrashed about in reckless abandon, poofing the clones with its longs arms when it swung and smacking the original into the black woods.
RAWWW!
Rangiku's eyes widened, then narrowed unto the raging beast, anger beginning to shine through her usually bubbly self. She placed her hand near the hilt of her blade and swiped it down the spine, shouting out-
"Haineko!"
All but the guard and handle seemed to disintegrate into ash, ash that flew out at the hallow, ash that began cutting through the hallows hide like wet tissue. It raged against the pain though, thrashing more and more, throwing the ash to the side futilely as it came back to slice it more. It tried to keep standing, but the cuts became gashes of blood, and soon, it found itself taking a knee. But before it could fully succumb, its hand flashed out like lightning, grabbing the soul reaper and holding tight, squeezing her and threatening to break her with its mighty grip.
The ashes stopped, as she feared she would cut herself, and the wounds on its body slowly began to close.
"No you don't!" A rough voice broke between the night, gruff and determined it was.
Rangiku twisted around as best she could, grunting through the pain, and saw Naruto, his orange jumpsuit torn and in tatters, threadbare and red with his own blood. But he stood amongst the pain, arms lax at his sides, a fire of determination blaring in those sapphire orbs.
His arms raised, forming the cross hand sign, allowing the Chakra to mold through him, the burning energy forming several hundred clones out of thin air. A clone stood next to him, transforming into a large shuriken, which he caught.
"I don't know who you are, or what you want lady!"
Half of the clones above him turned into the same sized shurikens.
"But I will not stand for reckless killing!"
The other half grabbed the transformed clones.
"I won't allow any innocent to die!"
They pulled back the giant throwing stars.
"I am Naruto Uzimaki! And one day I will become the Hokage! Believe it!"
And they let bare the hail of shurikens, the black mass eclipsing the moon itself in there own magnitude, bathing both the creature and the soul reaper it held in a sharp looming abyss. They came down, and Rangiku thought she was a goner, she thought she was going to be ripped asunder by hundreds of those deadly things, she thought that Naruto was going to hit her along with the hallow, and she closed her eyes, believing that, as they were but a second away from her.
RAWWWWW!
The hallow screeched its final breath as the giant shurikens pierced it, one by one, sinking into it with ease, spraying blood across the now crimson grass, leaving its final breath to shudder out in painful disaress before dissipating into a burst of black ash, the disintegrating body flowing through the crevices of dimensional space and time, while its conciseness plummeted into oblivion, to know no more.
Poetic stuff, but that didn't matter to Rangiku, as she fell from its dispersing grip, falling to the ground on her hands and knees, gasping in shot breaths, taking in as much as she could. When she looked up, she saw Naruto, standing there, hand still extended in the fashion he had let go of the shuriken clone. His breath was ragged, his body shaking, exhaustion taking its vicious hold onto him too.
His eyes went half lidded, then, he swayed on wooden legs.
Back.
Forth.
Left.
Right.
His eyes shut fully.
And-
Thump.
And he was knocked out cold, falling face first on the ground.
"Ugh..."
His groan reached the orange haired woman's ears, and she smiled, giggled, then chuckled, then laughed hysterically. She was a bit tired too, and her jovial laughter was groggy and, if the boy was awake, cute. But he wasn't, he was out cold, and she couldn't leave him. Specially not with the sign of just a hallow around-there always could be more-and she had a feeling she and this Naruto would see more of each-other.
Who knew, maybe she'd train him, he may not be a shinigami, or have a zampakto-yet-but it was worth the try, especially after the fact that he killed a hallow.
Very few humans could do that, even a shinobi.
She stood woodenly, swaying as when she drank to much sake, and came towards him, picking him up with ease as her strength returned. She shouldered him and allowed her zampakto to reform back from its shikai to its normal state of being a katana. She may not have bankai, but that didn't matter to her, she was a lieutenant, and could compare to a captain level.
"Oh?"
She stopped, sheathing her sword, and looked down at the scroll the boy had not but a few minutes before had. A large scroll it was, holding secrets shinobi and civilian alike-and a certain head of research and development captain would love to look over-would kill for. But she had no desire for such a thing, no will or reason to pick it up and learn from it.
She grabbed it anyway, deducing that maybe the leader of this place would desire to have it back.
With that in hand, and Naruto in the other, she flash stepped away, spiriting him towards...somewhere. She would return to soul society in a few hours, the morning light coming so, she'd just have to tell her captain-lie-that the hallow was difficult, take a vacation day, and come to the world of the living, not the one she would usually visit, but this one.
She dropped off the scroll in the hokage's office, or what she could tell by the sign, up in the tan and red round building, and finally left Naruto off atop what looked like apartment complexes.
Rangiku was about to leave this world when she stopped herself, reaching into the top part of her kimono attire, and pulled out a piece of paper and pencil, wrote down something for him in the morning, and leaned down to put it in his pocket, and stopped after.
While leaning there, and the note in his pocket, she leaned further, inches from his face, noticing he was a cute little fella.
She kissed him briefly, then stood, hand on her hip, a playful smirk on her lips as she opened the sliding gates to soul society.
"I'll be back, Naruto-kun."
A/N
Aaaaand scene, that's it, first chapter, hope ya liked it, cause I liked writing it. For those of you who don't know, this will be a harem story too, but that's up to you guys to decide the what and the who, so let me know and I will take tally points for them. And if your wondering what happened to Mizuki, the scroll, and what Rangiku wrote in that note, just wait, I will reveal what happens next time.
Also, why she left him without trying to heal him you ask? Simple, he was exhausted, after using so much physical strength and Chakra, he just was whipped out.
Making several armies of clones and then turning half with henge into giant shuriken's is hard.
Any who, read, write a review, and come back again in a week for the next chapter! :^)