Disclaimor: It's official, i just bought all rights and agreements to the world of Naruto! Ok...so not really...

A/N: One of the many stories i have planned. This is I guess a partial X-over with the anime, King of Bandits: Jing (I don't own that either). This one is more of a distraction for me though...I plan to screw around with the fates of Naruto and Sasuke...How? Hehe...

1st Shot: Enter the King.

"THERE THEY ARE! CATCH THEM!", called out a rather obese man, with a large scowl on his face and a black eye.

Responding to his yell, six men dressed like Samurai immediately took off in the direction of the people they had been trying to catch for the last hour in a half.

The leader of the Samurai, a man dressed in black armor, as opposed to the others dressed in red, sneered through the Oni mask he wore. These trespassers had made the mistake of trying to infiltrate the castle of their lord and they would pay for it with their lives…after a few weeks of non-stop torture.

The Samurai continued running as the two figures met a fork in the hallway. They immediately took off in opposite directions, determined to stay three steps ahead of their opposition.

"Which way Koga-taichou?" asked one of the Samurai, garbed in red armor.

"Two of you come with me and the rest of you go down the opposite hallway", growled at the leader as he followed the hall on the right, two of his subordinates following closely behind him. One might wonder, why he only possessed a grand total of five Samurai with him…when they were in charge of protecting the castle of one of the Feudal Lords in Tsuchi no Kuni. Well that would be an easy thing to answer if one had eaten the stew that was provided for all of the Lord's men, minus the ones whom were on guard duty at the time. The quick answer was that, due to a certain set of misfits, all the restrooms in the castle were completely tied up and would probably be occupied for the next few hours.

Koga scowled…oh he would enjoy torturing these damn thieves. He unconsciously clenched the hilt of his katana. Then for no reason at all, he started howling in laughter. His men looked at him in slight confusion, and even a little fear. Their leader knew something…they recognized that laugh all too well.

It only took them another half a minute of running to realize what it was…the passageway that the would-be-thief went through was a dead end. The thief him/herself was currently staring at the wall, seemingly having no idea what to do in the current situation. The two men flanked their captain, positioning themselves in the standard combat positions that they were all too familiar with. But a slight hand gesture from their captain immediately halted their advance.

He started walking forward, lowering his katana lazily as he did so. He was smirking behind his mask…the thief could feel it. It was at this point that the thief turned around, revealing to the captain's irritation that his/her face was still hidden by the shadows of his/her cloak. That's all that was visible on the thief, a long black cloak, with a hood, that obscured everything in his/her body, minus the thief's arms and legs, bellow the knees. His/her height suggested two things…he/she was really short, or a child. The captain sighed and held out his arms, "You've led us on quite a chase, my little friend, but it seems that it's over for you now. If I were you…I would probably jump out the window, it's really the only escape from what I have in store for you."

The thief immediately looked to his/her right, seeing the multiple windows along the hall, and even the one right next to him that he could have jumped threw…if they weren't five stories in the air.

"Death is your only salvation."

The thief then looked at the left side of the hall, seeing multiple doors on that side, and once again one right next to him, that he probably could try.

"This is your only chance really. Did you really think you could get away with stealing from my Lord's castle?", the man said through a sneer. "A thief has never entered this palace and lived to tell the tale…not while I've been the Captain of the Guards."

"Honestly-" the voice was that of a child…no older than thirteen and sounded to be male "-I really wanted to get in, steal a few valuables, and get out without alerting anyone", at that point he started chuckling somewhat, "But I got distracted by one of the maids in a very beautiful uniforms." He almost got a nosebleed thinking of the busty maid in that ridiculously skimpy uniform, the Lord of the Castle really knew how to live. He'd probably respect that man if it wasn't for all his shady dealings...though who was he to judge

Koga scowled at the boy, "Well if that's all you have to say…I think I'll capture and then deal with you myself." He said as he approached the boy, instructing his men to stay back.

The boy shrugged, "I don't suppose we can do a forgive and forget type of thing?"

The man chuckled, "I hope you keep that sense of humor when I throw you in the DUNGEONS!", before he charged the boy. Following suit, the boy charged as well. The captain lifted his sword, intending to lop off one of the boy's arms, but missed the thief's slight of hand, when he pulled something out of his cloak. He missed the flash of yellow light, as he immediately found himself kissing the floor.

The other two Samurai took a step backwards in fear. The cloaked figure was now holding a sword composed of light…no, electricity, if the shocks dancing around their captain were any indication! Though they couldn't see it, they could feel the boy smirking under his cloak. He immediately grabbed something from his cloak, with his free left hand, and threw it at the feet of the two men. An explosion of smoke, immediately followed the impact, and the men had to cover their faces or risk inhaling the smoke. Unfortunately that left there defenses wide open for the thief to attack. They wouldn't be getting up for another few minutes…far too late to stop him.

The thief smirked as the blade flickered, before disappearing completely. He quickly pocketed the hilt, before he jumped out the window, but holding onto the side of the window, and maneuvering his legs onto the outside wall. Righting himself, he began sprinting on the wall, mentally locked onto the position where he knew his partner to be. It took him only another moment to get to the right window before he quickly jumped through it. He smirked when he came face to face with his partner, who was surrounded by three knocked out Samurai.

However, his partner was obviously annoyed, considering she delivered a bone crunching fist to his arm, making him wince in pain, "Ahhh, what the hell did I do?"

"Don't play dumb with me, they caught on to us because you were flirting with that hussy!" whined an obviously female voice, sounding no older than fifteen.

The boy grinned as he held out his hands defensively. "Oh come on…OUCH!"

"Jerk…" she said as she jumped out the window.

He sighed as he went to follow, but immediately stopped when he heard a man call out to him…it was one of the guards whom he thought was knocked out, "You…I know you…you're the-"

"King of Bandits?" asked the boy in slight humor. "Yea, I gotta admit that I didn't like the name at first but it's beginning to grow on me." The boy laughed as he jumped out of the window.

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In this world, there are many people who choose to work from the shadows, though in reality there are only three professions to choose from. There are shinobis…men and woman who are considered to be jack-of-all-trades. They will perform assassinations, steals items of value, espionage, protection…anything if the price is right.

There are also assassins…warriors similar to shinobi, who specialize in killing and assassinations.

Then there are bandits…those who merely steal from others. They are most notably the less prestigious of the three. This is so, based on the overall simplicity in being a bandit, when compared to the taxing training required by shinobi and assassins to do there jobs correctly and efficiently. Most consider them fools who prey on the weak, whom runaway at the sight of a more dangerous opponent. The less honorable, are little more than animals, resorting to killing and raping until they are put down. There are those bandits whom try to band together for the purposes of safety in numbers, though those groups are usually taken out quite early in there life by more skilled individuals. However, there are some whom are considered to be quite skilled…those whom have made a name for themselves for pulling out big jobs. However these individuals are usually taken out quickly as well.

It is for these reasons that the most experienced bandits, completely avoid making a name for themselves…for utter fear of drawing the attention of the other denizens of the shadows. On average, from the moment a bandit becomes well known, they have about three months left of either freedom or, in worse case scenario, to live.

So far only two people have broken this norm. One lived over a hundred years ago, a young man whom was nicknamed the King of Bandits. He was never captured and eventually retired from his trade a wealthy man and completely disappeared from the radar.

The second surfaced a little over a year ago. He started out robbing merchandise from wealthy merchants but soon made a name for himself by striking at the treasures of feudal lords…something that is considered unthinkable to most. Of course, shinobi were immediately deployed to capture the thief…but all searches for him immediately came up empty handed. The biggest problem was that he left no trail from any of his robbery. The few who've faced him in actual combat can only ever remember a glowing sword, before they are immediately put down. One thing was for sure…This one wasn't the classic fool that many bandits tended to be. Its for these reasons that the rumors sprang up, about the return of the legendary bandit…

Whoever he was, he was currently the most sought after bandit in the land…

So much so that he had been dubbed the new King of Bandits.

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed that, just a prologue really.