R i d 3 r: Hello! This is my third story, consisting of a GaaraXOc paring and various others. This is something I really haven't seen so far- if there please tell me, I wanna read them! - I've seen gangs and school-related things. But yeah. Anyways this is AU and wont be updated as fast as Wish: And so it begins (I wanna get that out of the way before getting really in-depth with this story) anyways, happy reading!

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Summary: AU. In this time, there is no such thing as Shinobi, just Samurai's. Wars come and go, and two rival gangs have to help each other fight a threat that will wipe out everyone in it's wake. Sabaku No Gaara, 3rd in command of Suicha Clan, Manami Tokudome, 4th in command of Tochia Clan - Both demons of their clans and feared throughout the region --- now they have to compete in who is better while killing their threat. GaaraXOc

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Samurai - Naruto Style

Chapter 1

Over hundreds, and hundreds of years, two rival gangs had always hated each other; killing was merciless, ruthfully done and there was never anyone left to tell the tale of what really happened. It progressed from killing one person, of the Tochia Clan, before it moved to entire families. The killers wanted no trace of what was left of the people they killed, so they burned them and all of their belongings after words.

This was something that happened for these set years, going back and forth trying to get even. All that started the killings and rivalry was two lovers who were to be married together on the day they met. Of course, things happened like any usual person when in love - the random fights, the love-making sessions, the silent treatment, the caring, jealousy, and whatever else. But one night, a fight between the two had gotten out of hand, and the male's fiancée kicked him out of their small home. Leaving him to go to a bar and think about what he had done and said.

Never did he show his face to her again.

Morning came and the sounds of shuffling feet was heard on the dirt roads, running through the small village, looking for one person. Upon finding the house, they stormed in and killed the young female who had kicked her soon-to-be husband out, before having her house burned to the ground.

The Suicha Clan demanded an apology for what their clan headman daughter had done to their chan headman's oldest son. Of course, both being fathers of their words, and loving their children so much - it started to war between the two.

The Clans always consisted of Samurai, there were never any Shinobi in any of the clans, and whenever there was a Shinobi around, they vanished and left like the darkness. Eventually, in a hundred years or so they had been completely wiped out, and only left the Samurai or the street-fighters.

No one really knew what had actually happened to the Shinobi, but when people were sent to investigate, they had found their bodies strewn about like rag-dolls. Whoever done this, was a demon.

Years into the future, a whole new generation of Samurai warriors and street-fighters were born. Those named demons through the amount they killed; the massacre only certain people could produce - and each clan had at least two, to three in theirs, usually of high rank.

No one never knew the leader of their own clan because it had slowly become a tradition to honor a black figure behind a meshed mat of a sort, in their headquarters. It was usually the 2nd in command that would always show his or her face, to give out news of what should and shouldn't be done - courtesy of the leader himself. But even when orders were given out, they seemed to be a bit off, people had thought of conspiracy at first, even judged it. Their only reply was to shut up, sit down and be quite, or be killed on the spot.

There had been arguments over how many commanders, majors, sergeants and whatnot were in the Clan's. As far as the Suicha Clan had, no one knew; but it should have been similar to Tochia Clan's after all, they had been related a long time ago by brothers. Standing in the highest for leaders, commanders, majors, ect, ect, were:

Leader - Unknown

2nd command - Sobachi Rei, Commander

3rd command - Sanada Keori, Major

4th command - Manami Tokudome, Commander

5th command - Smith Aj, Commander

6th command - Torchi Keira, Major

7th command - Uzumaki Naruto, Major

8th command - Hyuuga Neji, Major

9th command - Nara Shikamaru, Commander

Sobachi Rei, the biggest male you'd ever see in your life. If he was in the room, you'd know it. You didn't even need to turn around and look at him, you would know he was some where's in there. He stood at 6'2" weighed about 260 pounds, all muscle. His shoulders broad and high as if he only worked out on them and his large… puffed out chest. Sharp eyes, only to have his dark green hair bring out the purple in his eyes. Her mouth was curved in a small smirk, from where he was talking to lower freshman's who he obviously towered over. At the moment, all he wore in this meeting was a green kimono, 3 swords at his waist, just begging for him to use them. Arms folded and crossed over her chest and his hands resting in the folds of the long sleeves of the kimono.

Sanada Keori, one of the smaller males but one hell of a fighter when a task was put in front of him. At times he'd act like an idiot, go off and drink until he went home with a prostitute of a sort, only to find out it was a man, but then again that was only one time, and someone had caught him and told him. Even though he was small, he still had a bit of muscle to him. He only stood at 5'6" weighed about 210 pounds of muscle - which every other man had. His white hair seemed to go each and every other place that he moved his head. Though, white, it still looked good… If you were drunk off your ass. His clothes were nothing to the traditional Samurai outfit, but then again, only a couple of people followed that rule, while other's never really cared. His outfit consisted of it sticking to him like a second skin, but he had covered his stomach, forearms, legs and groin with golden armor. Around his waist, something like a belt was tied off, but long cloth hanged down over his groin and most of his legs, ripped and torn at the bottom to give off a somewhat bad-boy 'I fight all the time' image.

Manami Tokudome, the demon of fire, and the main character to this story, was a female. One of the strongest to be in fact, though she had her own flaws and whatnot. She claimed not to be pretty-looking, 'cause in fact, she never really paid attention to what she had looked like, thus not caring what people thought about her. Standing near the center of the large mass of people, she stood out like she had a huge pink neon light above her head stating 'Here is Manami Tokudome'. She stood clearly at 5'3" and weighed only 150 pounds. Any other female would have thought she was fat, but that was only because they never got as much workout as her. Sharp green eyes were brought out by dark brown hair, that reached the middle of her back, when put up in a messy pony-tail. Her face was structured like a models, flawless except for the scar she had on her left check, that looked like someone had whipped her many times in that particular place. Her body was covered in a long white jacket, that seemed never to get dirty, with a camouflage black and gray shirt underneath, showing off her cleavage, and the size of her bosom area, though she never minded. Underneath the shirt she wore, was armor, giving her a slightly bigger look, but it didn't show as much as one would have thought. Her lower half, consisted of something like baggy black shorts, with armor covering her shins, her feet covered with black boots that seemed to be for 'hookers' known as 'hooker boots' to some of the men. Around her waist was a large belt that seemed to reach up halfway up her torso, and to the middle of her thigh, under her ass. A long string tied around with the belt, only to add on for… 'looking better' purposes.

Smith Aj, the only male from a different place than Japan. He had come over from the eastern hemisphere and quickly picked up on Japanese. Of course, any person in the room would spot the child, for one simple reason - he was running around the whole place, trying to burn off energy. He had adapted the name 'speed' for been over-active and extremely hyper. He stopped and stood by Tokudome, clearing her height easily by 8 inches, thus making him 6'1". He came in at about 210 pounds, again, muscular. His bright grayish eyes gleaming with having too much sugar, his short orange hair, buzzed-cut making him look cute from any female's point of view, except for the random scratches he had obtained by running into a bush and falling off a cliff earlier in the week. According to him, it hadn't hurt once he broke his arm, and re-broke it to put it somewhat back into place. At the moment, all Aj wore was just a black with red flamed Kimono, a sword on his waist.

Torchi Keira, Younger 'sister' to Tokudome, And a strong female when pissed off. She stood at 6'2" and weight about 120 pounds. She was a scrawny person, but strong in street-fighting when she needed it. She was the top fighter, fist to fist, other than 4 other's but were under her own rank. Her hair was cut to her shoulders and dirty-blonde. Hazel eyes that seemed to sparkle every which place she looked. All that was seen of what she was wearing at the moment was a dark blue jacket that covered her whole body. She thought she was fat, so she liked to hide herself until she fought and took the jacket off to always reveal something extremely sexy under it.

Uzumaki Naruto, the loudest person, next to Aj. He could stand out like nothing with this bright blonde hair, electric blue eyes and bright orange jumpsuit that seemed to be the only thing he wore whenever he showed up some where's. He had been off to the side, eating his beloved ramen, that eventually, Keira swore that Naruto was going to marry. (A/n: Sorry, but I'm not explaining his outfit, it's what it is currently in the anime on TV.)

Hyuuga Neji, he was okay once you started to talk to him, he wasn't one to stand out all that much, due to him being quite and saying everything was 'fate' or 'destiny' before Naruto got him out of it, during a fight that they had a while back that spread through the Clan like wild-fire. (A/n: Again, he's wearing the same outfit like in the current anime on TV.)

Nara Shikamaru, the most boring person you could possibly be with at any time. Though, he was extremely smart, and made it up when fighting or in situations even the highest of the high can get out of. At current moment, he was sitting on a chair by the window, looking outside, watching the clouds. (A/n:…Again.. Same thing.)

"Alright everyone, settle!" Rei's voice boomed over the large crowed in the ballroom, making it seemed as though a nuke was just dropped in the center of the room and went off. Of course, this immediately cause everyone who was talking to stop, and turn their heads at the 2nd commander's face. Some women almost fainting at his 'beautiful eyes' as some claimed.

Raising his hand to his mouth, he coughed only once, directing his eyes away from his wife in the from who was waving at him like she was ending him off the school and she'd see him later. That cause Aj to remark something that almost got him killed…

"Baby's going to school!"

Of course, every time Aj would blurt something that was stupid out, he'd get beat, then he would laugh about it before going to drink coffee, or eat candy. He was never allowed to touch energy drinks. Soon enough the room settled down after a small laugh at what conspired between the two 'good friends' and looked back at Rei; his eyes scanning over the crowed, looking at each and every single person's face.

"As you all should be aware of, there is another clan out to wipe our and Suicha clan. Now…" As he went to speak more, half of the crowed erupted into screams of disappointment and anger, all directed at that one name - it was to be forbidden to say in the ballroom, but it needed to be during this small meeting. "Quiet!" He snapped, getting what he wanted and continued.

"As I was saying… Another clan is to wipe out both of our clan's, and our leader and theirs have come to an agreement for siding together with them--" Again, he was cut off, and by this time he was getting angry. He was about to pull his sword out and kill someone right then and there, but someone cut him off.

"Stop talking, swine and listen to him. I don't want to have a headache because people don't know how to keep their damned mouths shut." It was a females voice that cut him off, and the people yelling, causing all eyes to look at her. Of course, her eyes were closed as if she didn't say anything, and everyone silenced, knowing not to anger her at all.

"Thank you, Tokudome. Now, for the last time we will be siding with them which means no one is to kill them when they set foot on our territory. Our agreement is to work together with certain people, and groups to find and kill this threat. They are extremely powerful. They had wiped out the last remaining Shinobi's in the area, so you should know how deadly they can be. No one knows how many there is, but I'm sure with our excellent skill and power, combined with theirs, we will over-take them and demolish them!"

Raising his right arm into the air, as a sign of triumph every one, except for the quite ones busted into a fit of joy, and exciting cheers from what their 2nd in command had said about them. Some people in the back were quite weary of it, and left the ballroom, not to be seen for the rest of the night.

"Whoo! Drinks of Rei!" As soon as Aj and Naruto blurted that out, everyone was rushing for alcohol that was to the side of the room, and Rei was pissed to say the least at what was said, but then again; it couldn't really be helped. It was a day for celebrating in a way, even though this was one mission that could be any of their lasts.

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Outside of the building over eight hundred men and women stood, glaring at the house they have come to hate. Even in the dark of the night, they were hidden pretty well, only the moon reflecting against their eyes gave away that they were there. Footsteps were heard making their way to the front of the pack, before turning around and stating one simple sentence, that could forever change them, or forever ruin them.

"Helping them is our only objective, and we shall continue it. This threat is something we cannot handle and we must pair with them to destroy this threat. We, the Suicha Clan, will kill this threat before turning against them and wiping them out…"