This is going to be a slightly different take on the Naruto in Pokegirl world. As the story progresses, you'll see what I mean. Also, for those of you that look forward to lemons, I wouldn't expect them out of this story. I'm just not a lemon writer...and I can't see myself changing now. But maybe there could be hope in the future? (doubtful) I'm having fun again writing this stuff, so I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I do.

-until next time

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Pokegirls. That goes for every chapter that follows in this story so there legal nazis!

Two men were huddled before an enormous computer console. Around the room where an assortment of jars and containers filled with various specimen from around the world. In the corner of the room was a large machine buzzing with untold energy. Two men, one apparently a scientist, and the other an ordinary looking man in a grey cloak wind glanced at each other nervously. The two figures looked hazard and frightened about what was about to be done.

"I think this is insane. We shouldn't be doing something like this." The man in dirtied lab coat wiped his foggy glasses clean. The cold drafty air of the hidden laboratory contrasted with the heat emitted from the powerful computer.

"It's not our choice, the boss is getting desperate. The government is starting to close in on us."

"But why would they go through the trouble? We are no where near as large as team Rocket. And we haven't done anything remotely as serious as team Trauma. Why won't they put their energies where it's necessary?"

The cloak wearing man shrugged with a huff. "It doesn't matter anymore. We are the last chance at achieving the boss's ambition. The other facilities have been compromised. If we can't activate the device soon, all of our sacrifices will have been for nothing."

"Fine…we should be able to lock on to an adequate energy source soon. Then we can…"

A serious of yells and screams reverberated through the walls followed by a series of explosions. The cloak wearing man punched a few buttons on a small red hand held device. As the image began to clear, the male's eyes widened in fear at the image on the screen.

"Activate the Machine! The government has found our location! Find an energy source that we can use to defend ourselves!"

"But the Machine hasn't locked on to any safe sources yet! We'll have to pull alternate forms of power across dimensions just to…"

"It doesn't matter! Just find the strongest output across the dimensions you can find and do it!" A loud banging sound could be heard from the reinforced door. Shuffling of multiple feet echoed around the small chamber. An angry female voiced shouted at the two inhabitants.

"Open the Door! We have you surrounded! You have exactly one minute to comply!

"Damnit! Have you found ANYTHING?"

"Arghh…wait! I've got something. But something seems off. We're going to need a much larger portal for the energi…"

"Shut the hell up and do what needs to be done!"

The glasses wearing man franticly punched in the information into the console, praying that the energies that he detected would arrive soon enough and be efficient enough to power the labs defenses. Although normally, he would need to carefully calibrate the energy receptor to harmonize with whatever power source they gathered; time was now of the essence. With a deep breath, the scientific underling pressed the execute button on the console. The entrenched pair held their breath as the machine whirred to life. Yet, after a full minute of nothing, the hearts of the pair sank. The next moment, the reinforced door blew inward smashing into the console with horrific force. As the authoritative figures flooded the room, the damaged machine began to glow with a horrible red energy before exploding in a cacophony of red, tan, violet, black and light blue energy.

In the blink of an eye, everything within an eight mile radius of the former hidden laboratory was vaporized.

xxxxx

A pair of bleary blue eyes opened slowly to the sight of bright lights and white walls. "So I'm in the hospital huh? I wondered if we brought Sasuke home or not?" Blue eyes individual widened momentarily at the sound of its own voice. What the hell? Why do I sound so…old? The sound of a door opening and rushing feet alerted him to the new arrival.

"H-he's awake! Quick, inform the professor that he's awake!"

The blue eyed male stared confusedly at the pink haired female that had rushed his position. "Sakura-chan? What happened? Did we bring Sasuke home?"

"I'm sorry sir, but you must be mistaken. My name is Clara and I'm a Nurse Joy."

The blue eyed teen stared confusedly at the woman before him. She calls herself 'Nurse joy'. She looks like an older Sakura-chan. This must be some stupid prank of Baa-chan or Ero-sennin. We must have gotten Sasuke-teme back if they are willing to prank me like this. "Alright Sakura-chan, you got me. Go ahead and drop the illusion and tell baa-chan to come out. Only she could pull something like this. I guess I kicked the teme's ass good huh?" He shook his head amusedly at the irony of it all.

The Sakura clone suddenly looked extremely confused. "Sir, I don't know who this…Sasuke or teme is, but you are in the home of professor Maple in his private infirmary."

Still shaking his head, the blonde let out a snort of laughter. "Yeah yeah Sakura-chan. No really, how long have been I out this time?"

"Sir, you have been in the professor's private infirmary since he found you in the forest exactly one year ago." The blonde held his amused look for a few more moments while searching for the mirth in his supposed teammates eyes. After a few seconds, the smile melted away as he realized that the woman was indeed telling the truth.

A year? Aw hell, Baa-chan is going to kill me. Well, once I figure out where I am I can get back to the village. "Um…ok. So where am I? Judging by what you said, I'm probably somewhere near the land of Lightening or Grass..."

"Sir, I have never heard of a lightening or grass town. You are in the Johto region."

The confused on the teens face spoke volumes. "Johto? Listen lady, I appreciate the hospitality of you and this professor of yours but I really need to get back to Konoha."

The bubblegum haired maiden frowned in confusion. "What is a Konoha? Sir, are you feeling ok? Maybe the trauma you felt from whatever happened to you and your pokegirls affected your mind."

How in the world doesn't she know of the strongest of the five major villages? And what the hell is a pokegirl anyway? Where am I? "Mam, what is a pokegirl?"

The Sakura clone gasped in shock at the question. He must be really damaged if he doesn't know what a pokegirl is! Yet before the pink haired maiden could respond, she was interrupted by a wizened voice. "Let the young lad be Clara. He must be extremely confused right now."

The teenage male stared confusedly at the elderly man that had just entered the room. He had a white coat with brown pants and a pair of round glasses. "Ok, can someone please tell me what's going on here?"

"I'm not quite sure if I can answer that question mr…"

"Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto."

"Mr. Uzumaki, my name is Professor Maple. You are here at my private ranch because I found you lying unconscious in the forests surrounding this town. I would venture to say that you are not from around here."

"Um…yeah. I'm from Konoha, one of the five great villages."

The speckled man returned the confused look from before. "Mr. Uzumaki; I have never heard of a Konoha. What league is your village associated with?

"League? What the hell are you talking about? How could you not have heard of Konoha? We are the strongest of the five great villages!"

The pink haired nurse joy leaned in to whisper to her master. "I don't think he knows of the leagues or of even where he is. I believe he may be a dimensional traveler."

The Lab coat wearing older male widened his eyes at the possible revelation. Can it be? We did find this boy soon after the Cyan incident. And that could possibly explain the strange pokeballs that we found on and around his person. If that's the case… "Um, Mr. Uzumaki. What is the last thing that you remember?"

"Well, the last thing I remember is fighting Sasuke-teme by the lake with the big statues…."

*** Flash back ***

The blonde haired shinobi panted as he stared at his transformed adversary. The power of the fox was beginning to take a toll on not only his body, but his mind as well. He saw the satisfied smirk on the face of his former team and grimaced at his failing body. Stupid teme! Why won't he stop being a bastard and come home? That last chidori went through my fucking stomach! The musings of the young shinobi was cut off by the mocking laughter of his silver haired foe.

"Kukuku! What happened to all of that talk dobe? I thought you were going to kick my ass and drag me back to the leaf. I will admit you are full of tricks with that weird red chakra of yours. But like I said before, I'm more special than you!"

"Damnit teme, this isn't a game. Do you have any idea what we went through to bring you home? How could you betray us like this? And for what? To join the damn snake that took everything from us?"

The silver haired pre-teen's face twisted in a horrible rage. "What would you know about betrayal? You've never had a family, so how can you know how I feel? I need the power to kill the man that betrayed me and my entire clan! For that, I'll walk down any path! I will gain the power to kill Itachi…even if it costs me my soul! You are my best friend Naruto…and you are just what I need to achieve the power to kill that evil bastard!" With his declaration over, the sharingan heir began making the hand seals for his signature jutsu. The sickly purple aura flared as it corrupted the normally light colored lightening blade. With his preparations in tact, the pre-teen launched himself across the water at his blonde former teammate. He never noticed the three set of eyes that stared at his back as he approached his foe.

The blonde pre-teen grit his teeth in frustration. He knew that even with the power of the fox that coursed through him now, he could not overcome his former teammate. He needed an edge. With a roar of desperation, a second chakra extension grew from the rear of the chakra cloud. I need to stop that bastard…even if I have to break every bone in his body! The red shrouded teen began to make his signature jutsu with a single hand. The usually pure blue orb became a dangerous purple as the angry red energy corrupted it. With his preparations complete, the powerful young shinobi launched himself forward to meet his opponent with a roar. In his rage, he could not see the pair of eyes that stared at him; one in awe and the other with concern.

The two approached undeterred as they thrust their strongest moves forward.

"Naruto!"

"Sasuke!"

Unknown to all, a millisecond before the two destructive moves met, a tiny vortex sprang into being at the very middle of the energies.

Chidori

Rasengan

A powerful shockwave spread in all directions from the force of the clash. Suddenly a bright light sprang into being before the jinchuriki's eyes. The blonde screamed in agony; it felt like his insides were being ripped out!

The last thing he heard before his world went blank were the agonizing screams that seemed to come from all around him at once.

*** Flashback End ***

"…that is all I can remember."

The two others in the room stared owlishly at the bedridden youth. The level of power that the boy described was simply astronomical.

The elder professor's mind swirled in activity. Such power! The abilities he described are beyond even a pokegirl! He must be near legendary in abilities if even half of his story is correct! And from what he described the rumors that I heard from my friends in the government… "Mr. Uzumaki. Your story sounds…well…a little hard to believe. Is there any way that you could prove it to me?"

The blonde had already removed his shirt and stood facing the mirror adjacent to his bed. I look so much older now. Heh, I must have hit my growth spurt. Take that Sakura-chan! Now what is this old geezer talking about? "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention. What did you say?"

The lab coat wearing man was too anxious to become offended at being ignored. In a voice nearly bursting in curiosity, the aged man repeated his question. "I would like to know if there is anything that you could do to prove your story Mr. Uzumaki."

The blond scratched the back of his head trying to think of something he could do. "Well, will the Rasengan do?"

The professor could only nod mutely at the question.

With a shrug of his shoulders, the blue eyed teen concentrated chakra into his hand. My chakra feels…different somehow. Although I can tell I have much more of it…it feels easier to control.

Before the stunned pair of eyes, a swirling ball of energy sprang to life in the teenager's hand. Weird, I can't see the seal even though I'm using chakra…

Rasengan

The pink haired pokegirl was mesmerized. "Beautiful…"

The glasses wearing man stared in pure shock at the feat before him. "Incredible. You really are telling the truth…" Before the intellectual man could spiral further into his own mental fantasy, the pink nurse joy spoke up.

"Er Mr. Uzumaki?"

"Please call me Naruto."

"Ok…Naruto. How old were you when you when you fought your friend Sausage or whatever?

The blonde stared for a moment from his mirror before he burst into uncontrollable laughter. "Hahahaha! SAUSAGE! Ha! That is such a good name for the teme! I bet he likes 'the sausage' by the way he always runs from his fan girls! HAHAHA…Sausage!"

The healing pokegirl blushed at the innuendo in embarrassment. "Please Naruto. I am very curious."

"O-ok…sausage! Um, I was twelve when Sasuke and I fought."

The pokegirl gasped in shock at the information. "Twelve? B-but…you looked at least fifteen when we found you. How could you have been twelve?"

"What are you talking about lady?" The blonde by this point had turned fully to face the pink eyed woman. "I was the shortest one in my class. I know I'm awesome and everything, but there's no way that I looked fifteen just a year ago!"

"I think I may know what happened Mr. Naruto." Blue eyes locked on to the elder male. "You must have hit a time distortion as you were pulled across the dimensions…which caused your body to age in the blink of an eye."

The blonde stared blankly at the professor. "Say what now?"

A delicate hand was placed on his shoulder. "I think the professor is trying to say that you got older as you were transported here from where you fought your friend…"

The professor could hardly contain himself as he interrupted his pokegirl. "What do you know of the different dimensions?"

This old man is confusing as hell. Dimensions? What is he trying to say? What do you think baka fox? Fox? So you want to be a stubborn bastard today huh? "I really don't know what you're talking about old man. I don't know about this dimension thingy. Why would you ask me something like that?"

"The reason I asked you that young man, is because I believe you are a dimensional traveler."

"Ok…so what is that?"

"A dimensional traveler is simply a person who can cross dimensions. Usually it is a person from a world or universe with incredible technology. However judging by your story, you did so unintentionally."

"Wait, wait, wait! So you're trying to tell me I'm not in the elemental nations anymore?"

"Well, I can safely say that you are not even in your universe or dimension anymore. And I don't think you're the only one."

"A different…universe?" Baachan's going to kill me! All of my friends…wait. "You said that you don't think I'm the only one? What do you mean old man?"

The scientist among the group began to fidget nervously under the gaze of the powerful shinobi. "Um…never mind that. So now that…"

A low growl escaped from the throat of the blonde shinobi. The professor and his pokegirl gasped as the boys normally blue eyes gained a golden slit in the place of his pupils. Both human and pokegirl could feel the anger rolling of the boy in waves, and were at a loss of what to do.

"I'm not going to ask you again old man. What did you mean that I might not be the only one?"

The professor shuddered at the power and rage of the voice that the boy used. "W-w-well. I kind of heard from a few friends of mine in different places that they found young men like you unconscious all around the world. You are the first one that has been recorded to have awoken as of now."

The altered eyes glowed blue as the unusually focused teen took a menacing step forward; causing both human and pokegirl to take a fearful step back.

"Where are they?"

"Um…they are spread across the world in homes and facilities in the different leagues."

The angry blonde took another step forward, pressing dangerously close to the personal space of the two frightened individuals. "So are you telling me, you might have some of my friends here in this world, and you can't tell me where they are?"

The elderly professor trembled slightly at the killer intent that rolled of the blonde. He gasped as the shinobi before him grabbed him by the front of his shirt, lifting him into the air. "You had better say something positive soon old man, I'm starting to get angry."

The lab coat wearing man squeaked as his glasses fell from his nose. He closed his eyes in fear of what the fearsome teen would do next, however the question from his pokegirl drew the attention of both.

Clara had watched the interaction between the two males in dread. The truth of the matter is, professor Maple is one of the poorer professors out there, only have a few pokegirls to his name. Because of this, he was never up on the newest information passed from the government to the professors of the leagues. However, she did remember the other things that the pair found near the now angry teen. Forgive me for this professor, but your study of those two balls is not worth your safety. "There are also those two strange pokeballs that we found near you a year ago."

The blonde cut his eyes to the shivering pokegirl in the corner. "What are you talking about? What does some po-ball whatever have to do with my friends?"

The healing pokegirl licked her suddenly dry lips as she attempted to meet the eyes of the furious male. "Well. When we found you, we found two peculiar pokeballs in your vicinity. One was a brilliant white, and the other a harsh red covered in weird rune type writing."

"Why would I care about some weird balls?"

"They were found in your vicinity. And they are not a type of pokeball that has ever been created in this world. The professor has tried to open them but they won't open for any reason. We believe that they may have something to do with your world."

The golden slit in eyes of the blue eyed teen disappeared as the blonde released his hold on the elder male, allowing him to slump to the ground. He turned to fully face the anxious looking pink haired female.

Could it be? Maybe I'm not the only one here? Maybe all of my friends survived? "Just why do you think these balls have something to do with my world?"

"Well, the professor scanned the balls and found something interesting. There is something similar to a pokegirl in the balls. But they aren't any type of pokegirl that we can identify. They also emit a strange energy that is similar to your own when you used that weird raisy gun ball thing. At the very least, you may be able to find out what they are and how they relate to you."
The blonde paused in contemplation of the words of the female in front of him. Something that has energy like mine…she means chakra! Then someone I know may be stuck in one of those stupid balls! Maybe they can tell me something to figure out who is in there. "Maybe you're right. Can you tell me anything about whatever is in those pony-ball things?"

The pink haired maiden released a relieved breath that she didn't know that she held. "They are called po-ke-balls. Well, whatever is in the white ball has a celestial reading. We think it might be similar to a seraph or something. The red ball with the weird scribbles definitely reads like one of the vixen breeds. It also is emitting more power than we have seen outside of a fully leveled pokegirl or a legendary."

The blonde's faced dropped in horror at the revelation. Sprinting into the bathroom, the blue eyed teen stared at his bare stomach as he began to channel chakra. As the seconds ticked by the whiskered teen became increasingly nervous. Staggering out of the room, the teenage shinobi attempted to suppress his panic as he faced the two confused denizens of the house. Ok, calm down Naruto. Maybe it's not what I think. I mean, The seal might just be really suppressed right now. Or maybe the fox is being a bastard or something. There is no way that the baka fox is free! "Ok…so where are those balls again?"

The professor chose that moment to rejoin the conversation. Taking a deep breath to settle his nerves, the frazzled older male faced his guest. "The white ball is in my private laboratory. I…I was studying it again before you woke to see if I could finally release whatever was in there. As for the red ball…why don't you look in your right pants pocket?"

With trembling hands, the blonde reached into his pants pocket to feel the small sphere that lie within. Retrieving the ball, the blonde studied the small red device. Sure enough, the ball was covered with what looked like a copy of the seal from his stomach. Staring at the contraption, he could feel the incredible energy that responded to his touch. "Impossible…"

"It is quite the masterpiece Mr. Naruto. I attempted to take this ball to my lab for study as well, but when it was moved more than ten feet away from you, a powerful red energy would burn my hand. Then it would instantly be transported back to your stomach. We felt that leaving it on your person was the safest thing to do."

The blonde had to grip the door frame to prevent from falling over. The most powerful of the biju…and it's free! Well, maybe not. I mean, it might not be able to get out of this ball if I don't let it. And it looks like the seal is still on it, just not stuck in my stomach. Maybe this is a good thing after all. I wonder about the other one though… "Ok professor, what about the other one. Let me have the white ball."

Professor Maple took a nervous breath, afraid of what the boy's reaction might be. "I-I'm sorry Mr. Naruto. But I can't just give the ball to you. This ball is the most valuable possession that I have and…"

The eyes of the young shinobi began to glow once more as the golden slit returned. "You may have one of my friends in that ball. And your telling me that it's your possession?" The blonde glared at the cowering man in the corner before advancing once again upon his personal space. "Now I don't know how things work around here. But you are GIVING me that ball before I tear this entire place apart to find it!" The blonde's rampage was halted as the soft hand of the nurse joy landed on his shoulder once again.

"Naruto, there may be a way for all of us to benefit here. The professor may have someone you knew in his possession, but it is his by law. But we don't want to keep someone who may have sentimental value to you. So the only fair thing to do would be to trade for the ball."

The blonde growled at the pair as he attempted to reign in his temper. I'm not a criminal and I don't want to steal from the old geezer. But I can't just leave my friends trapped in a stupid ball. Fine, let's see what this Sakura wannabe has in mind. "Alright Clara-san. What type of trade do you have in mind?"

"Well, professor Maple is not the wealthiest of people. We could use some pokegirls to trade and work around the ranch a little…maybe bring some more people to this little town to do business."

"Well, how do I do that? And why can't you catch these pokegirls yourself. I mean, Clara you are a poke girl right?"

"Well, yes I am. But I'm not a combat type of pokegirl. We actually don't have any combat types here, and our officer Jenny is the only thing that keeps us from being over-run by ferals. We could use a few more girls to help us. With your obvious ability, you could catch some girls by yourself."

"So how am I supposed to catch these girls anyway?"

"Simple, you have to become a tamer."