Knucklekead of Ponyville
Author's Note:I'd like to welcome you all to an entirely new fanfic idea that me and the ever helpful shadowbroker13 has come up with, sure you've seen Narupony and how it looks all fancy with the ponies and kindness, well we are doing something much different then that. First off if you are thinking that there will be any ponies appearing in this story that can talk at all, I mean that would be preposterous, instead everypony will be Anthromorphized...I think that's how you say it. so sit back and enjoy this wonderful chapter me and a great friend of mine created for you all.
Disclaimer:We don't own Naruto or MLP:Friendship is magic they are owned by their respective owners.
Chapter one:Delicate touch
Atop Mt. Mobyoku
It had been a week since he was summoned here or reverse summoned as his mentor put it. Cerulean eyes gazed at his reflection in the Sacred oil pond, the golden looking water held untold power, he'd seen what the golden liquid could do and how it felt only for the chakra to be taken away as the lecher slammed a well placed punch into his face. The thought of the powerful chakra passed quickly, the amount of Justus the blond would get from reading through the old pervert's scroll collection would be more than enough to saté his curiosity for now. If the old lecher complained he'd just use it as an excuse for presents for his birthday which he missed constantly for some unexplained reason.
It had been two years, three months and twenty-three days since he began his training under the old pervert Jiraiya, the days went by fast as the pervert slammed the basics of taijutsu and ninjutsu into his blonde head. The years had been kind to the whisker faced blonde as his body became more toned with muscle and less body fat than before, his hiate tied securely around his head a constant reminder of what he was fighting for and why he trained so hard. "I'm going to save him, Sakura." Tanned hands tightened their grasp around the two scrolls he had swiped from the old pervert, thoughts of his friends and bonds hardened his resolve he needed to get stronger than he was now the akatsuki weren't going to be pushovers and Sasuke went to that snake bastard for strength and that was what he needed.
The night's gentle gust of wind blew against his orange and black jumpsuit as he set both scrolls down, a gentle pulse of chakra bringing an assorted amount of items popped free of their previous confinement. Copies of countless orange books and two green one's fell littered the ground at his feet along with countless papers, he didn't dare look at any of the papers touching those orange books, it reeked of his mentors lecherous activities and he wasn't willing to let his curiosity was getting the best of him now not when his goal was so close. The two books held little interest to him as his eyes averted towards the second scroll, his last chance for some killer techniques with another steady pulse of chakra he watched as a plume of smoke erupted from the second one.
A three-pronged kunai with countless papers and three scrolls fell to the ground, the jinchuruki's eyes widening at the item now in his possession. "Pervy sage has one of these thing, it looks cooler then in one of Iruka sensei's textbooks." His hand slowly wrapping itself around the fabled kunai, this was what won the last shinobi war, the Hiraishin Kunai. Every ninja knew about the weapon the Fourth Hokage used, the fourth was his idol, so if he could master this technique then he'd be the best ninja ever...of all time. His eyes only averted away form the object for a second as they slowly traced the other contents only for him to go back to what originally held his attention. "Alright let's try it out, focus chakra into it and then throw it how hard could it be?"
His hands focused chakra into the kunai and with a flick of the wrist it soared through the air, his excitement disappeared as the blonde watched it land into the pond of oil and yet nothing happened he wasn't at the bottom of some pond flailing about, instead he was still here lucky him. Cerulean eyes widened at the thought of such a powerful jutsu lost forever because of something so stupid, his hands taking up a familiar hand-sign as one clone appeared right beside him. "Make as many as you need, but get that kunai the perv's going to kill me if I lose that kunai." He didn't hold no qualms of sacrificing countless shadow clones to save one kunai, that also happened to be the key to the epitome of badassery in all of justu history.
Two hours had passed, and the total count of clones destroyed in the process of retrieving the fabled kunai was at around a little less than two thousand, in that time the blonde sorted through the mess that was created from the two scrolls, stuffing them into a coat pocket. The second was definitely paydirt if he could bother learning the techniques written in one of thosem then he'd definitely make strides in his goals of saving Sasuke and becoming Hokage, all that attention though shifted back to the kunai laid ot before him though. It seemed much different now, holding the kunai glistening with the toad oil he could feel the natural energy wafting off of the liquid trying to seep into his body his own chakra acting as a natural detterent to repel the sacred toad oil. "Second try, I'll defintely get this." His hands pulsed with chakra the natural energy seeping into the seal along with his chakra as an orange flash echoed through the Mythical Mount Myoboku as the kunai dropped to the ground.
One lone sage guffawed at the sheer stupidity of his pupil thinking that he could master such an intricate technique with sheer determination alone, but he figured it was time for him to learn something in the art of seals and then he would welcome to the wonderful arts just like he did his father, secretly he prayed for the blonde to be a natural at seals just like his father, but he doubted it greatly the damn gaki only took his mothers traits and on the rare occasion showing off Minato's ingenuity. He watched the blonde shed away one of the few things he could pass down to him once he felt the time was right, it had to be soon the toad sage knew as much, he couldn't send that boy to the gallows without knowing who his parent were. A brief orange filled the air as he blinked at the sheer ludicrousness of him mastering the single most complicated sealing technique in existence.
He looked on hoping to find traces of the blonde, he had expected him to scream aloud at the sheer awesomeness of the technique of the Hiraishin, only to find the kunai stuck in the empty plot of dirt. He walked towards the blade planted into the ground, he examined the seals decorating the hilt ignoring the lingering sage chakra becoming one with him. "Oh Kami no, this can't be." His eyes focused on what was left of the seals on the weapon, the few remaining droplets of ink now sticking to his hand realization dawning on at what had happened, his godson was gone and with the only lead to where he disappeared now an ink blot on his hand, who knows where the blonde could be and if he could return home. "Tsunade have mercy on this fool."
On the Friendship express
"You need to make some friends Twilight." She didn't bother glancing towards her assistant as he read the letter aloud again, she had friends Crescent, Spike, shining Armor and Princess Celestia herself was a friend of hers wasn't that enough? "Come on Twilight, at least you got some people to believe you, let's make you some friends and look over the summer sun celebration, I'm sure Princess Celestia knows what she's doing, now if you don't mind I'm going to take a nap." She ignored him now, Spike couldn't possibly understand the threat Nightmare Moon posed, but she guessed that was the price of being ten years old, naïvety of world threatening terrors.
She glanced towards the door a familiar face greeting as scarlet eyes looked at her, those only held joy when she looked at him and a small smile adorning his lips would match, a card with an eye adorned the side of his cheek, his cutie mark forever etched there signifying what his talent was. His name was Crescent and probably Twilight's fourth oldest friend, and when she told him what she about the prophecy fof Nightmare Moon he had believed her whole-heartedly even going as far as protection detail for her stay in ponyville, never once doubting her or belittling how absurd this really sounded. His skin tone was tanned, and it went exceedingly well with his hair, which was a mixture of black with white tips that were magically dyed, her eyes gazed upwards at the horn a small ring wrapped around the unicorns head diminishing his magical prowess and well the more she gazed at it, the more uncomfortable she had gotten. He wore a black jacket covering a navy blue t-shirt, a large sun the symbol of the equestrian guard emblazoned on the front of his jacket, exactly over his left pectoral. Her eyes wandered down to his neck-line a crescent moon pendant hanging loosely around his neck along with a pair of goggles right next to it. The nineteen year old wore a pair of faded jeans with a card pouch strapped to his thigh. Crescent kept a sword sheathed she'd seen it once it was nothing truly special only a few runes carved into it for any magical assistance in case he needed it in combat, it was strapped to his right side always there yet she didn't know if it was ever used. His shoes were a faded brown pair of sneakers, overall he didn't look anything like the guards she had become accustomed to seeing day in and day out at Canterlot castle, but she had faith in his abilities to protect her like he had faith in her prediction.
Her eyes turned toward a much larger and imposing figure walked towards her long time friend, his name was Crimson Shield. Crimson was a foot taller than Crescent, that he towered over her long-time friend just made her feel sorry for the poor guy even more. His face was more rugged and it made Twilight ponder if the unicorn was going to become like his companion, but shook those thoughts away in an instant. A large armor chest plate decorated his top half of body, an orange sun emblazoned on top of where his left breast would be. Her eyes gazed towards his armor-plated pants, nothing adorned the simple leg wear as his legs flexed back and forth adjusting to the weight or possibly shaking off the lack of usage. He held a large mostly sheathed sword mid-way it was always present when she saw the lumbering giant, just glancing at the giant sword only made the unicorn frown trying to think of a way for it to be practically wielded in battle. The parts that weren't sheathed couldn't this weird pattern the only inkling of what to call it was when ever someone refered to its design being barbed she preferred rigged. Twilight watched as his turned towards her, those sky blue eyes seemed placid, waiting for something to bring them to life as his companions always was. Crimson nodded to her as she returned the gesture with a small smile. His cheek held a black shield, the shield meant to protect any and everybody, and that red shoulder length hair only helped to strengthen his passion for protecting everyone. She watched him turn away as the sight of two draconic wings they stopped at his hips folding themself to fit snuggly against his back, these wings were a large factor that he wasn't like most equestrians. It wasn't a common occurence in equestria but she'd seen the night shift guards and all bared similar draconic wings. Her violet eyes hardened as the pegasus slapped Crescent's arm a little too roughly for her taste, she watched as the two discussed something.
"I'll take over Crescent, you go sit down and calm her down, I'm sure she could use the company now that her companion is asleep."
"I'm fine right here, this spot is rather comfy." Scarlet eyes averted contact with Crimson's gaze his cheeks reddening.
"Oh, I'd thought you'd want to talk to her as it's the only time I've ever seen you volunteer for a protection detail." He could see his friend grinding his teeth, regretting ever sharing his crush on the violet eyed girl with them.
"I'm fine right here honestly, and I need to be on alert incase something happens."
"Then I order you, to sit next to her and talk with Twilight, or do I have to tell her about how one unicorn embarrassed himself in front of the royal guard during his own induction ceremony? I'm sure she'd love to hear that or perhaps the trip to the tundra, where you forgot to bring our supplies." His eyes softened as the boy resigned to his fate walking towards Twilight with slouched shoulders. "Be happy that no ones sees what you see in her, now go talk to her and win that heart or at least try to." The steps stopped as a crackle of erupted from the train cart, Crimson's grip tightened on his barbed-great sword, as an orange light flooded the area.
A bright orange flash echoed through the single train cart as four people covered their eyes as a very confused Naruto stood before him. Cerulean eyes still rolling in their sockets quickly adjusted to the sudden change, blurs of what seemed to be figures is what he could see so far. His impaired vision only lasted briefly, as colors and figures finally came into focus. "Hey is he alright?" Her tone was soft as his readjusted himself, two men both gripping their weapons tightly, most likely waiting for him to make any sudden or rash movements. "Let me take a look Crescent." Naruto watched both men stand idly his eyes honing in on the horn on top of his head, the one named Crescent only moving slightly as another person came barreling forward.
"Please be careful Twilight, certain earthians are known for their massive strength." Naruto gazed at Crescent's horn a tad longer, not caring for whatever insult sent his way, maybe it was a Kekkei-Genkai.
"I'll be fine you worry too much." Her tone was light and giddy, the clack of her footsteps only made him that more wary of the stranger. He didn't pat any attention to the violet eyes trained on him, his attention was on the horn on her head perhaps the two were related. "My name is Twilight Sparkle, could you tell me yours?" Her tone was no w an inquisitive one as he gazed at the horn out of her head, slowly drifting down to her violet eye and finally stopping at the purple-pink starburst surrounded by six* smaller white stars on her cheek. Her hair was straightened a mixture of purple with two violet and one pink stripe going down the middle, her hair covered her forehead as it parted mid way thanks to that damn horn again. Twilight wore a lavender sweater-vest covering a white t-shirt probably an A or B-cup, he internally cringed as he thought to himself theat damn lecher got to him and he wasn't even here to gloat about it. Her bottom attire didn't help sway his thoughts, she wore a black skirt that traveled easily past her knees, that were a ghastly white just like the rest of her skin tone, and when he finally looked down at her shoes all that was there were those shoes he'd seen the eldery wear oh so many years ago in Konoha.
"The name's Naruto Uzumaki, can you tell me where am I Twilight, I'm kind of lost at the moment." He didn't bother glancing at the two guards, he was sure eye-contact with them would only set them on-edge more than they already were. He slowly stretched his hand out towards her, hoping that Twilight would take the sign of friendship and ultimately defuse the tense situation. Twilight backed away slowly as he stared on at her, cold callous hands gripped his out of nowhere the hormed guard's scarlet eyes trying to bore a hole through his skull, as his grip tightened.
"Well it was nice meeting you mister Uzumaki, but we need to plan for the upcoming summer sun celebration."
Author's note: I'd like to thank my grandmother and everyonethat let me type on their computer togvivethis first hchapter to you guys. anywaysread and review while I figue this problem out. So here's a quick tidbit and then I'm out. Age wise NAruto's sixteen, the mane six and Crescent are nineteen, while crimson is twenty. If you have trouble imagining Crescent's hair its like Dante's from the new DmC. Now please do me the courtesy of reviewing this story.