Prologue: The First Meeting
[Konoha, October 10, exactly 8 years after Kyuubi]
The sound of many footfalls could be heard in the alleys, one pair of small feet running as fast as they could, another 10 or so pair of larger feet running just as fast, following the smaller footsteps. These people eventually entered an alley that turned into a dead end. The sound of crying followed afterwards, accompanied by occasional yelps of pain and the constant sounds of beating and jeering.
This was the scene I encountered when I woke up from my nap, laying on a bench underneath the window on the first floor of my home and workplace, wearing only a pair of black pants and my Hidden Blades at the moment. I heard the sound of pain and anger, and the beatings and jeering, and the cries for help. My eyes opened and instantly locked onto the painfully bright orange clothing, followed by the red on the wearer's body. Then came the strong odor of copper, salt, and fear, as well as the nauseating stench of alcohol and what I labeled as hate and disgust. All I knew was that all of the attackers were human, and that the boy held a faint demonic scent, just barely detectable through the human scent in his blood. I pointed my ears towards the scene, focusing on the voices outside, while lifting my tail to flick a switch, activating the recording equipment set up in the alley my home is accessed through to make sure I've got evidence for if I need it to justify my actions.
"Put the Demon in its place!"
"P-please...! L-leave me alone...! W-what did I do to deserve this...?"
"You killed our families! You deserve worse than this, Demon!"
"I didn't kill anyone...!"
"Don't lie to us, Kyuubi brat! You're the one who killed those people, and you know it!"
"That's why we're going to make sure you pay, and this time, nobody will be around to save you!"
"Yeah! The Hokage is busy with that meeting the Council set up, just so he can't stop us from punishing you for killing everyone!"
"And the Anbu are conveniently out on missions, so even they can't save you!"
I clenched my fists at that, though I couldn't help the smirk that formed at the knowledge that I could get the Hokage to finally get his Will of Fire back for sure. I got up silently, pulling on my coat while keeping my attention on the commotion outside. I wasn't about to let these people go without some form of punishment, and I was certain I'd never seen the kid with any sort of family before, and had requested adoption forms from the Hokage, and made five attempts at getting them approved, leaving me with only one more form before I'd have to give up on my attempts at permanently saving the young blonde. The only reason I'm accepted here is because the Hokage knows about me and announced my unusual condition as an extremely rare and unique bloodline that gives me wolf traits and makes me part Devil genetically despite neither parent being one, and the Inuzuka clan head was more than happy to back up the bloodline claim. I even mentioned a second bloodline linked to Regis Lucis Caelum, and a third that gave me the birthmark wing. However, I flat-out refused to accept the marriage requirements of the CRA, and even went as far as threatening to take my services elsewhere if they even think to force me into anything I don't want to be a part of. The Civilian Council was outraged, and demanded I be executed if I refuse to accept the marriage requirements. My response was killer intent that could send the Kyuubi running for its life, all focused on the banshee who demanded execution as the punishment for not accepting the marriage requirements. After that, nobody ever questioned my demands for the rest of the day for fear of me using my powers against them, and willingly accepted me into the village regardless of having been told about me being part Devil because of one of my bloodlines.
Anyways, back to the situation at hand. I just got enough evidence to have the entire group of attackers killed the moment the Hokage gets wind of their activities, and possibly even get the entire Civilian Council disbanded. And hopefully, this same evidence will be the push the Hokage needs to finally give in to my request to adopt the young blonde.
"Someone... Anyone...! Help me...!"
"Shut up, Kyuubi!"
Right then, I heard the sound of someone colliding with the wall across from the door to my shop, and the sound of a bone being broken. My eyes narrowed, and a low, angry, and powerful growl made its way out between my fangs. I stormed to the front of the shop, kicked the doors open harshly, and stalked out of my home, eyes narrowed in annoyance and irritation. I blasted all of the attackers with KI, glaring at them coldly before speaking in a none-too-friendly tone that promised pain to those who make any wrong moves or say the wrong thing.
"What is the meaning of this? I was having a nap, and got woken up by your drunken behavior. Explain!"
"That demon over there-"
"What demon? I don't see or smell one, and I'm in no mood for your childish games..."
"That brat over there! That's the Demon that nearly destroyed our village eight years ago!"
"I know what a demon looks like, what a demon acts like, and have learned about almost every breed that's appeared on this planet so far... My entire career involves demons. That boy is human, and you're wasting my time with your stupid games."
"That boy has whiskers! How can you say he's human?!"
"Having whiskers doesn't make him a demon. And you should know I'm a demon hunter by profession, so if there were a demon here that I felt needed to be killed, you wouldn't have seen even a hint of life in that demon. I would have known if there were a demon killing people here."
"Then you aren't doing your job well enough. That boy is the Kyuubi! How come you can't see that!?"
I simply laughed at them, only stopping when a silver blade stabs into my chest, forcing the illusion on my arm to fail, also causing the wound to burn for a moment as very faint wisps smoke drift off of it.
"I knew it! You're a Demon like the brat is! No human has those eyes, and none have an arm like that!"
"I say we kill BOTH of the demons! We'll be worshiped for it!"
"I'm not just a demon, you idiots... I am part Devil, just like Dante and Vergil. Regardless... This boy will be protected from you and your band of child abusers, by me. Oh, and the Hokage now has enough evidence to have all of you executed on the spot."
I pull the blade out, the wound healing within moments as I toss the blade to the ground, letting it land point-first to embed itself up to the hilt in the ground, then motion towards the many cameras set up in the alley. The humans that were sober enough to react looked up, only to turn pale at the realization that they just broke the law and gave plenty of evidence to be executed for it. The few shinobi among them simply uttered a string of vivid swears before fleeing, the civilians following due to the KI that was still being unleashed upon them growing even stronger. I cut off the KI the moment the last civilian disappears from the area, calmly walking over to the barely conscious boy, bending over to pick him up while being mindful of his injuries, especially the broken arm.
"...Now that those idiots are gone, I'd better get you indoors and get those injuries fixed..."
With that, I walk into my home, carrying the boy in my arms as carefully and gently as possible. Five minutes later, a clone leaves for the Hokage's office with a package containing all the evidence he'll need, along with a request for adoption with the papers already signed and filled out, ready for the stamp of approval, a small slip of paper included that simply says to view the recordings in the package prior to making a final decision on the young blonde's fate.
The following morning, I woke up just before the sun rose. I looked at the sleeping boy that I rescued the other night, then stood up, heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for myself and the young boy, who the Hokage said was named Naruto. I glance at the desk, where a scroll lay waiting for me to read it. I walk over, sitting down silently to begin reading the Hokage's reply, slowly starting to relax as I read the scroll, then smirking by the time I read the final line that gave me official guardianship of the former orphan. I then stand up, immediately going to the kitchen area to prepare breakfast, finally having succeeded in getting the adoption to be made official. The boy's new name will be Naruto Uzumaki Okami, making him my adopted son from now on, officially. The Council will no longer have any say in what happens to him from now on, though I'm not likely to have to deal with the Civilian Council if the Hokage succeeds in disbanding them as he said he will in that scroll.
.::an hour later::.
The blonde kid woke slowly, rubbing his eyes before the smell of cooking food caught his attention. He sat up and yawned, then realized he didn't live in a house or have a bed. This threw him into a mild panic, his mind racing to try and remember what happened the night before, only coming up with the memories of the villagers beating him, and the memory of someone picking him up, followed by a glimpse of a glowing hand and black fur. Everything after that was blank.
I walked into the upstairs bedroom to a vacant bed. My eyes immediately scanned the room, searching for any sign of the blonde I took in just last night, soon finding him huddled in a corner, knees held against his chest and his eyes wide in panic, the splint still securely bound to his arm and the sling still in place. I calmly walked over to him, resting my left hand gently on his uninjured arm.
"Come... I've fixed our breakfast..."
"W-who are you?"
"Takeshi Okami. I woke up yesterday and heard you calling for help and managed to get evidence of the attackers' treatment of you. The Hokage finally approved of my requests to adopt you, and even plans to disband the Civilian Council and punish the ones who treated you the way they did... They won't be bothering you for a long time now. I'll take you shopping later to get you some better clothes. How is your side doing? You had a bad gash there last night..."
"It's better... Why are you so interested in me?"
"Because... I know what it's like to not fit in..."
I then revealed my arm and wing to him, since my tail and ears were already visible at the moment. His eyes held no hate, no disgust, and no fear. Instead, they held wonder, curiosity, and a very small hint of what could be happiness. I kept still as Naruto ran his tiny fingers along the scales of my arm, and when he went to touch the feathers on my wing.
"They're pretty... Why would you hide them?"
"Because, most humans dislike those who are different from themselves, and fear what they don't understand... That's why those villagers hate you, and why I hide my special traits and features from them. They fear you because they don't understand your situation and assume that you're something you're not, simply because you're different. You're still human, you just have something that sets you apart from the others... I'm just part human... A bloodline I have made me part Devil, which is a more tamed and much more powerful version of a normal demon. The wing came from my father, who happened to be a Fallen Angel. The villagers here only see your whiskers, which leads them to believe what isn't true at all."
I gently run a finger along the whisker marks to indicate the more obvious difference between Naruto and the humans around him. His first reaction was flinching slightly, though he quickly realized I had no intention of harming him and relaxed.
"Now that that's out of the way, let's go enjoy a good breakfast. We have a full day ahead, and you still need some decent clothing. And don't worry about the store owners kicking you out. I've got an acquaintance who would be more than happy to sell clothing to anyone who walks through the doors of his shop. Besides, I'm well-known in the village by now, and the Inuzuka clan is one of my closest allies. Tsume even tried to get me to join them."
With that, I lift Naruto up and carry him to the kitchen to his chair at the table, setting him gently on the raised chair. I then start filling two plates and two bowls with equal portions of bacon, sausages, eggs, biscuits, and grits, setting one bowl and plate in front of Naruto, the other bowl and plate at the spot next to him where I normally sit. I then go to the fridge to grab some orange juice, which I pour into two cups at the table, after which I put the juice away and sit down at the table next to Naruto.
"This is your first time in a home, isn't it...?"
"Yeah... Nobody wanted me."
"You'll get used to it. The Old Man said you would be a bit edgy, but I'm sure you'll warm up to being in a home sooner or later. You deserve to have somewhere to live, and someone to go to when you need something... Everyone deserves that."
"What do you mean?"
"I have a soft spot for orphans, and the Old Man told me about your condition and what you've been through. That old orphanage lady should be sterilized and put in an asylum for what she did to you."
"Sterilized? And what's an asylum?"
"Sterilized just means unable to have kids of her own, and an asylum is a place for loony or crazy people who lost their common sense entirely, or for people who do bad things and think it's actually a good thing."
"I don't know about the kid part, but I agree with the asylum. She's not a nice lady..."
"Anyways, how do you like the food?"
"It's amazing! Thank you!"
I laugh a little at the sudden change from pouting to being overjoyed that Naruto went through. I give his hair a gentle ruffle before going back to eating my own breakfast.
After we finished, and got the table cleared, I got my scrolls and money out, packing the scrolls into a bag while pocketing the money. I led Naruto out of the apartment, heading for the location of the shop I mentioned earlier. Naruto was starting to grow a bit nervous as the villagers started glaring our way, mainly at Naruto since I always hide my arm and wing, though my ears and tail remain visible due to everyone already knowing about that. I sent a small amount of KI at the glaring humans, causing them to sweat a bit and look away, having felt as though making me mad would result in Hell being unleashed on them.
"We're almost there, Naruto."
"What kind of store is it, Tou-san?"
"It's a store that sells anything from clothing to ninja gear. I have a friend that's going to meet us there. He'll be staying with us, and he plans to treat you to one of the best foods on the planet for lunch. Dinner will be one of the other best foods on the planet."
"Sounds good, but I don't know about the friend... What's he like?"
I laugh, proceeding to describe Dante to him, also telling him about Vergil, mentioning that the two are like brothers to me and that both will be living with us from now on. We continue to chat until we reach the store, where Naruto gets distracted by a rather unique blade. The blade was a Grosse Messer, with a red motorcycle hilt and a strange mechanism built onto it. I watch him for a moment, knowing that this particular blade will be bought for him regardless of what we came to do. After all, Red Queen was made in such a way that would make her a sentient weapon rather than an ordinary blade...
"He seems rather fond of her, doesn't he? Wonder how he'll react to hearing who made that blade?"
"It was meant to be this way. The blade chose him, and it's just coincidence that I happen to be the one who made it and supplied the materials to create the blade... One of my fangs was used in forging the blade, after all..."
"Yeah, it's not as good as having a true Devil Arm, but a sentient blade like Red Queen could still beat up those flimsy sticks the shinobi here seem so fond of. The kid sure has good taste, that's for sure."
Naruto was currently carrying the weapon over, already begging me to buy him the unique blade. I just chuckled at his reaction, and took the heavy blade in hand, adding the weapon to the stack of clothing and ninja supplies that were already on the counter, much to the surprise of the store's owner and the blonde who must have been expecting a different response at the time. I requested some special orders to go along with the purchase, handing over the payment for everything, which was readily accepted.
"He sure has good taste in blades, Takeshi. He may just turn out to be like you two if he keeps it up. Are you planning to introduce him to handguns?"
"When he's old enough, definitely."
"I used my first handgun before I was 10."
"You were a hunter by age 9. You don't count for the rest of the kids that age..."
"I heard you learned to use a nodachi by age 5."
"I know, but he's not going to get one until he's trained properly to use a regular katana."
I pick up the scrolls that the purchased equipment and clothing are sealed into, also picking up the weapon scroll that Red Queen is now sealed in. I already put the special ordered long-coat on Naruto, the seals on the coat immediately changing the coat's size to match Naruto's size perfectly. The coat was a deep navy-blue with dark red flames on the coat tails. The coat was specially designed to where all damage sustained will get repaired almost instantly, and the coat will also provide protection from fire.
"Looks perfect on you, Naruto."
"What are these seals on the inside for?"
"They're storage seals for equipment. There's another seal on the back that will hold Red Queen once you graduate the Academy. I bought her for you because you were chosen by the blade. Unfortunately, you're too young to wield her properly, so I'm having to wait until then to give her to you officially."
"So, I'm just too young to wield Red Queen?"
"Correct. You wouldn't be able to use most of the attacks that go with the blade, since you're too close to the ground. The blade is taller than you, as you already know."
"Alright, I'll wait. But don't think I'm going to give up just because I can't wield Red Queen! I'll become Hokage, no matter what!"
"I look forward to that. Now let's go find the place Dante's taking us to."
After much walking, we finally arrive at the food stand that Dante had found earlier. As we walk in, Naruto starts to grow more wary.
"There's no enemies here, Naruto. Relax."
The three of us sit down at the counter, while Naruto squints at the menu. I glance at him, immediately understanding his lack of reading skills. Dante whispers something to me, and I nod silently, placing my right hand on Naruto's head and pretending to ruffle his hair playfully, secretly giving him perfect knowledge on how to read, write, and speak any language I know, just so he can be on the same level as kids twice his age at least. He looks at me quickly, then a look of realization appears on his face. I simply smile at him before looking at the menu, Naruto doing the same. All of us eventually settle for meat lovers pizzas, and Naruto becomes a pizza addict shortly after.
Dinner ended up being Ichiraku's Ramen. Naruto became a Ramen addict just as quickly as he did with pizza. We all headed back to my house for the night, and the end of the first day of Naruto's new life came to a close.
.::End of Prologue::.
I'm new to Naruto crossovers, so forgive any errors I make in writing this story.
Takeshi is not a Naruto OC. He's really a DMC/Assassin's Creed character I created. His info is in the OC info page.
Dante and other characters will be somewhat OOC. Naruto will be smarter and better trained early on in this story, obviously. Kyuubi will be much friendlier, and will become Naruto's first Devil Arm. Naruto will be part Devil on his mother's side, though his Devil blood will be heavily diluted until he gets his powers enhanced to where he's a quarter-Devil instead of almost not being one at all.
By the time you read this, I'll have already gotten much of the next chapter done (hopefully). The next chapter will begin around the time that Naruto makes his first attempt at the Academy's graduation exam.
Please review, so I'll have more motivation to keep writing this story. I've got ideas already in mind, and it helps that I'm able to finally use a real OC in a crossover with Naruto. I've read so many crossovers between Naruto and DMC that I decided to make my own. It's a slight AC crossover as well due to Takeshi being an Assassin.
