Disclaimer no Jutsu: Rights to Naruto belong to Masashi Kishimoto. I do not own The Golden Compass. Thanks to Ana, who points out that Golden Compass was originally Northern Lights by Philip Pullman.
The Golden Jinchurriki
Chapter 1: Reason For Daemons
He couldn't help but laugh at the antics of his daemon. The small fox hopped slightly, taking another nip at the butterfly that was buzzing about its head. Shaking his own head with unrequited mirth, Uzumaki Naruto knelt down in the soft, summer grass, easing himself on his backside and splaying out his legs. "You know, Kyuubi. If you keep doing things like that, you'll never catch a butterfly. You must wait for it. You must wait for them. Let them land...you'll get it!" The small, red animal blinked at him, and then turned back to his quarry, crouching down and waiting for it to tire and land. Soon, after more fitful flying, it did so, landing softly on a plant and folding its wings. "Alright, Kyuubi. Get ready." The fox crouched back, getting its hind-legs in sync. "Alright...now!" With a yip, the animal leapt forward, pouncing on the insect and snapping it up. A quick gulp and it was over. "There! You got it, see!?"
"Yes! I did get it! I knew I would!" The fox replied, turning and smiling at him. A leap later, and it was safely in the arms of its child, snuggling down into the blond boy's coat. Holding the creature tightly, Naruto allowed himself to lay back, the fox walking a circle on his chest before yawning and stretching out, laying down and closing one eye.
"Oy. Kyuubi. What should we do now?" Through a half-lidded gaze, the small daemon eyed him.
"Hmm...I dunno. Perhaps leave and find some food? I am hungry."
"What? You just ate!"
"That was merely a snack, Naruto. Come now, you know me better," the daemon explained, yawning again. The boy smiled, laughing slightly as he caressed the fox's head.
"Fine fine. You know, though. I was thinking about what just happened. That may have been Shino's daemon you just ate, you know?" The fox started, glaring at him.
"Don't even say something like that...I'd be sick for a month! Do you know what the boy makes his daemon turn into?" Amused, Naruto shook his head, giving the daemon another pat.
"I don't know. A stink bug perhaps?" Kyuubi seemed annoyed at the statement, hopping off and shaking itself down slightly.
"Very funny. Come on, let's go get some proper food. But, can we get something other than ramen for once? I am not fond of it." Laughing yet again, Naruto stood, brushing off his pants.
"Heh, maybe. But probably not. I like ramen. But don't worry, I'm sure that Mophy will be there. I know how much you like her," he said, his grin widening to his ears. His daemon turned to him, ears erect and bristling.
"Absurd! I know that YOU like that girl of hers. What's her name again? Hyuuga Hinata?" Now it was Naruto's turn to be incredulous.
"Ha! Right, me after the heir of the Hyuuga house. Sure, that would work. Besides, you know that I like Sakura." At the mention of the girl's name, the fox grunted.
"Hn. That Haruno girl. You know, that daemon of hers is really annoying."
"Oh come now! You like Zane, right?"
"Humph! The very idea of it! That insignificant morsel wouldn't do more than try my patience. He is also very rude! You've never heard him, I'm sure. You are always to awestruck with that girl he is with to pay any attention to what he is doing!" Grunting himself, Naruto leaned down, allowing the fox to hop up onto his head. Straightening up, the boy began to pick his way back to Konohagakure, still arguing.
"I'm not awestruck, alright! I just...really like her, is all. Is that a crime?"
"Hn...it should be," Kyuubi replied dryly, laying its head down and swishing its nine-tails behind it. "Besides, do you realize that he is almost always pink? That is no way for a respectable daemon of his stature to be."
"It isn't his fault. Sakura likes pink. Besides...he's cute like that."
"Hn...whatever." Naruto, feeling that arguing anymore would make him lose creditability, shut his mouth. He knew that the daemon knew everything about him, so why bother.
Soon, the pair came to the gates of Konohagakure. Gazing up at them, Naruto sighed, walking through the portal and into the town. The two town guards looked up, nodding at him as their own daemons watched from behind the table at which they sat. The man on the left looked up from the paper he was reading, watching Naruto with slightly slitted eyes, his daemon growling as the hackle rose from his back. Kyuubi merely growled back, his own hackles rising. Softly, out the side of his mouth, Naruto lectured his friend.
"Kyuubi...keep quiet. We don't need a fight right now."
"Hn. He started it."
"Maybe, but come on. We're still hungry, right?" Not getting an answer out of him, Naruto busied himself with counting money with one hand in his pocket. Silently, he cursed his luck. He only had enough for one bowl of ramen. Not enough for his friend.
"Don't worry about me. That butterfly will suffice, and, as a further note, I still do not like ramen," his daemon remarked, turning his head slightly to get into a more comfortable position. Naruto closed his eyes slightly, cursing the ability of his daemon to understand what he was thinking.
"I'm sorry, Kyuubi-kun. I'll...I'll take a portion myself. You can have the other half, alright?"
"Erg...I'd rather not. I'll just...sleep some more," the fox said uninterestedly. Naruto sighed. He would make it up to Kyuubi later. But, at the moment, he really needed some food.
A short walk through the town got him to where he needed to go. The ramen stand stood as the pinnacle of his potential, the source of his power, the...the place of his eating. He had spent more money and time at the ramen stand than he preferred to count. Licking his lips, he wiped a hand across his mouth, already tasting the food.
"Oh please, Naruto. Could you have the dignity to not drool when you approach the stand? It is in horrible taste." Glaring up at his daemon, Naruto huffed.
"Well...hopefully you won't drool, Kyub. Mophy is there with Hinata." A small squeak issued from the top of his head.
"Mo...Mophy?" A short pause, and he seemed to get back in control. "Why do I care? But...what form is she in?" Naruto smirked, taking a quick glance at the bar.
"Oh...she's in that cat form she takes. You know the one."
"The one...that has the pink stripe down her back?"
"Yep. That one. Her white ears seem...rather perky today," Naruto added as a afterthought. He heard a gasp from atop his head, and it was suddenly lighter. Kyuubi seemed to think that the ground was a more dignified manner to approach the stand, and Naruto couldn't have been happier. He had seen Inuzuka Kiba carrying his daemon, Akamaru, on his head, but Kiba was a seriously different story. Kyuubi was different.
"How am I different?" Kyuubi asked indifferently from his feet. Again cursing his stupidity, Naruto knelt down, smiling as he rubbed the daemon's red head.
"Oh...you're not. You're better! That's all I meant."
"Yes. I'm sure."
"Oh, Kyub! Mophy and Hinata see us!"
"What? Now? Really? Crap...uh...how's my fur?" Chuckling, Naruto stood back up, walking the short distance to the bar as the girl in question poked her fingers together.
"Oh...he-he-hello Kyuubi-san. Na-na-na-naruto-ku-kun. He-hello..." Turning her face away from her meal that had been interrupted, she sighed slightly, shutting her eyes tightly. I...I wish that...that I wasn't such a coward.
Hinata-san, you aren't a coward. You are merely unfortunate.
Un...un...unfortunate, Mophy-san? H...how?
You seem to adore someone that is, perhaps, more thick-headed than you know. At her daemon's thought, the girl seemed to be taken aback.
But...but...he's not...not that thick-headed...is he? Her daemon looked up, pink fur blotched with white standing out straight. Mewing slightly, the cat hopped onto the counter, rubbing her head against the girl's arm.
Next to him, Naruto heard Kyuubi sigh. What is it, Kyub?
She's...uh-uh...rubbing herself against Hinata-chan. It's...well...Even from where he was standing, Naruto could only blush for his friend.
Kyuubi...you need to get your mind out of the gutter.
The fox bristled slightly, turning his head to address his constituent more fully. I am not in the gutter. I am simply stating the fact!
Sure you are, Kyuubi. Out loud, Naruto turned to the girl and cat, smiling and nodding. "Hi, Hinata-chan. How are you?"
The girl gasped, turning her attention back to the blond boy and his fox daemon. "Oh...Na-na-naruto-kun! Um...well...I...I'm...o-o-k, I suppose." Continuing to poke her fingers together, she sat back down to return to her meal. "Um...wou-would you...ca-ca...care to join me...Na-na-na-naruto-kun?" Her voice was hinted with hopefulness, but not enough that the boy could take it.
"Oh? Join you? Actually, I just came for some ramen, but since you're here, I suppose I could sit down and join you." Hopping into the chair next to the blue-haired girl, he smiled wide, banging a hand on the table. "Oy! Old man!"
The proprietor of said ramen stand turned, his eyebrow rising as his dog daemon sniffed slightly from its position on the ground. "Oh? Naruto-kun. Hello! Ramen, right?"
"Heh, you got it!" Naruto exclaimed, turning in his seat in a full circle in happy-go-luckiness. The owner nodded, turning back to his work. "So, Hinata-chan. By...any chance..."
"Ye-yes, Naruto-kun?" Hinata asked, turning slightly to view the boy. She hoped he would say those things she wanted. Those couple words that would set her soul on fire.
"Do you know where Sakura-chan is?" he finished. She felt her heart lower slightly. The words extinguished the small flame that had hoped to set the fire ablaze...like pouring water on a flicker.
Hinata-chan. Don't be like that, she heard in her head. Turning to her daemon, she sighed.
I know I shouldn't be. But...To Naruto, she turned, smiling. "Oh. Sakura-chan. She...she is...training with Zane r-right now." Slightly put off, Naruto nodded, his smile fading.
"Oh. She's...training with Zane. Well...alright. I guess that's ok. I'll find her later, I suppose." He wasn't quite sure what made him like the girl so much. As far as looks went, she wasn't bad looking. Not stunning like some of the girls in the village. But...Sakura-chan had perhaps something else. She had been picked on as a younger child...just like he had. He couldn't quite understand why he had been picked on. In fact, it wasn't his fault, he was sure. It may have had something to do with the way the adults stared at him. They were always glaring at him. Always so cold and spiteful. He couldn't understand.
Naruto-kun. It is because you are different. We are different...I am different.
Different? How can you say that? You're my daemon. Every daemon is different. We learned about them in our first year in the academy. You're not different. You are...unique! There is a difference.
Naruto-kun. How many daemons do you see that have more than one tail? Naruto had to think about that. How many HAD he seen? Counting on his fingertips in a way that startled the girl at his side, he began ticking off the daemons.
"Well, there's Kyuubi...and...and...let's see. Oh! Sasuke's daemon has three tails, right?"
No, Naruto. He doesn't. Miso has only one. He has never had more than one.
"Oh...right. Well...let's see, then. Um...there's..."
Naruto-kun. I am unique. I have nine tails. No other daemon that we have seen has nine tails. You know that. The boy had to agree. He had truly never seen any other daemons with more than one tail. In fact, he had even seen some with no tail. Of course, those daemons were in forms that didn't promote tails. Iruka-sensei had a spider for a daemon. A well-trained spider at that. Keeshi wasn't even creepy, and for the most part, spiders creeped the boy out. But...when Keeshi and Iruka-sensei were talking, it was as though Keeshi was just as much a part of the Iruka-sensei as the man was with the spider. It was eery, almost.
"Na-na-naruto-kun? Are...are...are you al-al-alright?" Hinata asked, turning again from her meal. Remembering that someone else was there, Naruto turned, smiling sheepishly as he placed a hand on the back of his head.
"Oh...yeah! Sorry. I was talking to Kyuubi." Upon hearing his name, the fox daemon squeaked, hopping up onto the counter and sitting down, licking a paw. Turning its attention to the girl's daemon, the fox blinked. Had it not had fur, one would have seen a blush appear.
"He-hello Mophy. How are you?" The pink cat turned its head towards the fox uninterestedly, nodding.
"Good. You?"
"Very well, thank you." As its nerve failed, Naruto could sense in it a change. Lying down, the fox daemon sighed, closing both eyes. However, one eye it opened slightly, being sure that none could see it as he watched the other daemon closely.
"Oy! Naruto-kun! Ramen!" A bowl clinked on the counter as the vendor smiled down at the boy, motioning to the ramen. "Enjoy!"
"Thanks, old man!" Grabbing a pair of chopsticks, Naruto smiled as he broke them apart, muttering under his breath. "Oh...sooo good! Itadkimasu!" Then, he dug in with relish. From where he lay, Kyuubi grimaced slightly as Naruto went to work on the bowl. Hinata pecked at her own food, watching out of the corner of her eye as the boy demolished his order.
A mere minute or so later, Naruto was pushing the bowl away, patting his stomach with a hand and belching slightly. "Ah! Another wonderful bowl of ramen! Thanks, old man!" Hopping off the stool, he threw some money down on the counter. "Well, goodbye, Hinata-chan! I gotta go get ready. Remember, the big test is tomorrow, and we gotta get ready to become Genin! See you later! Goodbye, Mophy! Come on, Kyub!" The red furred fox nodded, standing and bowing slightly.
"Goodbye, Mophy. Hinata-chan." Hopping off the counter, he trailed behind the boy, leaving the other two watching them leave.
"Goodbye...Naruto-kun..." Hinata whispered, shakily petting her daemon's head with a hand.
It's not that he doesn't care about you. He truly does. You are a great friend, Hinata-chan!
Thank you, Mophy. I just wish...that he would consider...
He won't...that is the kind of boy he is. He has his heart set on that Sakura girl. Allow his heart to lead him. If you try to lure him away, his heart will always win.
I know that, Mophy. It's just...Hinata thought back, then sighed...watching a teardrop fall into her soup. It's just that I wish...he could listen to my heart. That way, my brain couldn't get in the way.
Her daemon purred, rubbing her arm in response.
Having made it to the training grounds, Naruto took a deep breath, setting Kyuubi down on the grass. "Alright, Kyub. Tomorrow is the big day! We become Genin tomorrow!"
"Well, you hope, anyways. Hopefully, you will be able to get the test right," Kyuubi said, nodding to his own logic.
"Yeah, well. Remember, this is a partnership! You gotta be in sync with me, remember?"
"Yes, of course I do. If we fail, it won't be because of me! It will be because you didn't try hard enough! I have my part down, you just need to practice more!" Kyuubi shot back, glaring up. As if the very thought of their failure would rest on his short shoulders. The very idea of it!
Looking down at his vengeful looking daemon, Naruto sighed. He had gone over the lessons time and again. Even now, Iruka-sensei's words filtered into his head.
"Class, today we will be going over the Bunshin no Jutsu! Everyone! Pay attention!" Iruka-sensei had gotten the class back to order. This is what Naruto had been waiting for. Kyuubi stood at attention, prepared to watch himself. They had to get the Bunshin no Jutsu down pact. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to pass the test and go on to the next level. "Alright! Now, this is how a jutsu is performed!" Turning to the board, Iruka glanced down. "Where is my chalk?"
"It is over there," Keeshi stated plainly, pointing two spiny legs.
"Ah. So it is. Keeshi, if you would, please?" No sooner asked than done. A shot of silky web shot out, catching the writing utensil and catapulting it across the room. His hand shot out, and Iruka immediately held the chalk. "Thank you, Keeshi. Now, remember how this works, class." Turning to the board, Iruka began to illustrate the lesson as he talked. "Your daemon and you must work together to perform jutsu's. You and your daemon are two halves of a whole. What happens to one, happens to the other." Turning back to the class, he sighed, clapping his hands to be rid of the chalk dust. "Now, half of your power rests in you. This is the power that you yourself hold. The other half rests with your daemon. This is the power that you gain over time. Since your body is unable to hold the amount of energy needed, your daemon holds the overflow. However, you cannot use any techniques unless you and your daemon are in sync." Taking his daemon from his shoulder, Iruka placed Keeshi on the desk in front of him. Turning to the class, Keeshi cleared his throat, his voice coming out as a raspy baritone.
"Chakra is the energy from which you perform a jutsu. However, as Iruka-san has said, you cannot perform a jutsu unless you and your daemon are in sync. Why? Because the energy force behind the jutsu stems from two parts." Pointing at the board, the daemon went on. "Part one stems from your own strength. This is the strength you are born with. The strength of time. When you train, your strength increases. Part two stems from the Earth. It is this second energy that allows your body to use techniques that stem from the elements. All jutsu's stem from the earth and its basic forms. Do any of you know what those forms are?" Looking about the class, the spider daemon nodded at one. "Yes...Haruno-chan?" The pink-haired girl smiled, jumping up from her seat and nodding.
"Hai, Keeshi-sensei! Those forms are: Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, and Lightning!" Sitting down, she smiled across at Uchiha Sasuke, who was boredly staring out the window. Pouting about the fact that she wasn't being noticed, she went to petting her own daemon, who had taken the form of a small, pink ferret, which took the stroking with a purr.
"Correct again, Haruno-chan," Iruka-sensei added. "That's right. Each technique we use stems from one of these forms." Staring back at the class, he nodded. "Hai, Nara-san?"
"We use other techniques. Isn't the test tomorrow based on the Bunshin? That doesn't use any of those forms...so troublesome..." the boy said, staring down at the brown stick bug that blinked up at him.
"Ah. Yes, well...that is another fact altogether." Going back to the board, the man clapped his finger to another picture. "Some of our techniques don't use any of those forms...but they all stem from the energy that earth gives. True, things like the Bunshin or the Kawirimi jutsu's don't necessarily use wind energy or fire energy, they do use chakra, and chakra stems from the Earth's own energy. However, more complicated techniques, that are far more deadly and highly advanced, use these five forms. When you are older, or more advanced, you will learn what type you are, and be able to use these techniques as your own. But for now, we will continue with the simplistic." Turning fully to the class, the man picked his daemon up, holding Keeshi in front of him. "Now, Keeshi holds some of my chakra, and I hold the other half. When we are able to use our combined chakra together, than we are able to use a technique."
"But...if you have chakra, and he has chakra, can't you just use the technique yourself without having to worry about your daemon?" Akimichi Chouji asked, his hand that was raised still full of potato chips. As if noticing that, he quickly lowered it, chomping down on them. Taking out another one, he quickly fed it to his daemon, a smallish red dog that hung below him. It's large, floppy ears never bothered to move at all as it simply opened its mouth, taking the morsel and swallowing without chewing.
"Yes, that is a good point. However," Keeshi stated. "We daemons are a part of you, as you are a part of us. This is why we cannot move far from you. It causes us pain...because it is as though a part of you is being ripped away. But, because we are a part of you, it takes an effort from both our parts to complete a jutsu. Without us being in sync with one another, Iruka-san and I could never function as partners. That goes for all of you as well." Iruka-sensei nodded, placing Keeshi back on his shoulder.
"Now, we will show you how to complete a jutsu once more." Taking a stance, he placed his hands in front of himself, closing his eyes. "The first step...you, Inuzuka-san?" The boy in question stood, his daemon Akamaru on top of his head.
"Hai! The first step is to gather your chakra! This is done by converting stamina into energy!" The man at the front of the room nodded.
"Hai! You are correct. Now, this serves two purposes. Uchiha-san, if you would elaborate?" The boy in question huffed, his black cat daemon glaring about the room. Turning to the front of the room, he nodded.
"Hai," he stated, his voice plainly showing his contempt for the situation. "The first purpose is to give one the amount of chakra needed beforehand to perform the jutsu. The next is to show your daemon that you are about to perform a jutsu. Since it can understand you, it can sense the beginnings of chakra gathering, giving it the cue to prepare itself."
Iruka nodded. "Hai. Very good, Uchiha-san. Now, the next step is to begin the hand-seals. Hand-seals do what again...Nara-san? If you wouldn't mind."
"Hn...again?" Sighing, the boy placed his head on his arms, his daemon stick insect crawling up to sit on his head. Instead of talking, he allowed his daemon to do it for him.
"The act of hand-seals is to perform a jutsu correctly. This was done to channel the chakra correctly. Without hand-seals, a jutsu couldn't be performed, since each jutsu takes more thought to do without the correct hand-seals. In a battle situation, a jutsu is hard enough to perform with the hand-seals. Without them, they are nearly impossible. Only the highest ranking nin can even hope to perform the easiest jutsu's without hand-seals."
"Hm. Thank you, Zanki-san. And what techniques are those? The simplest ones?" Keeshi said. The stick insect buzzed, swaying back and forth.
"Keeshi-sensei, those techniques are those that have only one or two hand-signs attributed to them. Those jutsus are the Bunshin, the Kawirimi, and some of the easier elemental jutsus. Besides those, very few jutsus can be performed without forming the correct hand-seals." Keeshi nodded once more, delighting the insect.
"Hai! Wonderful job. You and Nara-san have done your homework!"
"Thank you, Keeshi-sensei. We have!"
"Good to hear it, Zanki-san." The stick insect nodded, looking down. In the back, some of the students could hear the soft snoring of the insects boy, and its frantic attempts to wake him. "Now, what Zanki and Nara-san have said are true. Technique's are quite difficult to perform without the hand-signs. It is the hand-signs that attribute the multiple technique's we use. Now, Iruka-san?" The man nodded down at his daemon.
"Hai. Are you prepared, Keeshi-san?"
"Hai!"
"Very well." Two hand-signs followed this. "Bunshin no Jutsu!" A small puff of smoke followed, and suddenly, there were two Iruka's standing there. "And that is how it is done." As the bunshin poofed back into nothing, Iruka nodded at the class. "Now, one thing that we haven't discussed. What is the problem that you saw with that technique I just used?" the man asked, smiling at the class. A hand rose above the heads, and he smiled. "Hai, Hyuuga-chan?" Gulping visibly, Hinata stood, her daemon mewing up at her.
"Um...well...you...you didn't...didn't perfect the...technique...Iruka-sensei..."
"Oh? Really? How so?" Cringing, the girl began to poke her index fingers together, looking down. She couldn't say. She couldn't get the words out. Seeing this, her daemon Mophy hopped onto the desk, sitting down and bowing slightly.
"Iruka-sensei, it is because you did not create clones of your daemon, Keeshi-sensei. Had an enemy seen this, they would have known for sure which copy was truly you, since your daemon would only be with one. Because a copy is not truly you, your daemon wouldn't have been able to move about too far from your position, making it easy to see which bunshin was the true you." Keeshi nodded from his position on Iruka's shoulder.
"Hai, Mophy-chan. Well done!" Purring her contentment, the daemon allowed her child to sit, hopping into her lap to comfort her. From his own position behind her, Naruto leaned forward, smiling.
"Good job, Hinata-chan. I didn't catch that one." The girl pipped slightly, her face turning cherry colored.
"Oh...th-th-thank you...Naruto-ku-kun..." she said, her head lowering slightly. However, any further talk was cut off by the front.
"Now, let's practice this again! All of you come up front and perform a simple technique. Perhaps...a henge? Yes. Let's see a henge! Come on!" Groaning as one, the class stood, walking to the front, daemon's standing out in front of the child. "Now...begin!"
Naruto smiled, glancing up at the sun setting behind the Kage Mountain. "That class was kinda boring, huh Kyub?"
"Hn. Yes, it was. But...it was also highly informative. Now, shall we try our hand at doing a simple bunshin?" his partner asked. As Naruto nodded, the nine-tailed fox walked in front of him, rearing down. Behind him, his child performed the hand-signs, hoping his chakra control was adequate.
"Alright, Kyuubi! Let's do this! Ninpou: Bunshin no Jutsu!" A puff of smoke enveloped the pair, and as Naruto glared around in the haze, he sighed. "Well? Where is it?" A sniff in front of him turned his attention to the ground.
"Is...this thing a bunshin?" his daemon asked. As the smoke cleared, Naruto groaned. On the ground lay a horrible representation of himself, sprawled out. Rather watered-down, the clone couldn't even move, and what was worse...there seemed to be nine, reddish tails...sprouting from its back region.
"What the hell is that thing?" Naruto asked incredulously, peering down.
Kyuubi sniffed the thing, wrinkling its nose and turning away. "This...will not do, Naruto-san. Not at all."
"Well, it isn't my fault! I did everything Iruka-sensei told us!"
"Are you saying it's my fault?" Kyuubi asked. Glaring down at him, Naruto huffed.
"No! I'm just saying that I didn't do anything wrong."
"Well, if you didn't, than I did. Therefore, you are implying that it is my fault, yes?"
Naruto stood agape at the statement. "Well...no...but...I mean..." Sighing, the boy knelt, taking his daemon in his arms and petting it. "I'm sorry, Kyuubi. I'll...try harder..."
Sighing himself, the daemon purred, rubbing its head against Naruto's seeking hand. "It isn't your fault, kit. I'll...I'll try not to snap at you as much. This must be a team effort. We have to be in sync...those were Iruka and Keeshi-sensei's exact words."
"Hai!" Jumping back up, Naruto set his daemon down, putting his hands back together. "Alright, Kyuubi, let's do this! Bunshin no Jutsu!"
Next Chapter: A sudden betrayal takes Naruto by surprise. However, it isn't from someone he would ever have thought of. Why would he betray him? Why...would he turn on him like that? Why was Naruto so different? Why was it his fault?
A/N: This is a story that is a cross between The Golden Compass and Naruto. I thought it would be interesting. They had daemons in The Golden Compass, and Naruto already has a demon, so...it kinda works easy. As always, reviews are scrutinized and loved.
Translations:
Bunshin: Clone
Bunshin no Jutsu: Clone Technique
Kawirimi no Jutsu: Replacement Technique
Henge: Transformation
Hai: Yes