Hello. Some notes before we begin if no one that might read this minds me rambling.
For some backstory, Naruto was born in Konoha, but was brought to the Pokemon world by everyone's favorite space dragon right as he met Itachi and Kisame for the first time. After that he tried learning about Kanto where he ended up, before getting side tracked with Team Rocket since he felt they were a lot like Gato was with Wave. So as he usually does with villains he doesn't like, he went and kicked the shit out of them.
Though he ends up killing Giovanni and most of the more messed up executives and scientists..as in just about all of them. After that he had the choice of killing off everyone else which is a moral no from him since he understands people doing fucked up shit when they're desperate, letting them run wild like they already were which is also a no, disbanding them which leaves the possibility of some other group taking over and that's not something that he'd let happen, and finally taking over himself and changing the rules to try and make things better. Sadly for him the only choice he's morally okay with is the last one, which makes him a mob boss that the police will always be chasing after.
Well. That's enough for now so on with the show.
Prologue: Rocket.
"Haa..." A slow, quiet sigh escaped from a blond boy, lazily leaning over a long desk as he looked over at a woman with red hair explaining something displayed on a wall screen.
His eyes flicked over the woman for a moment. Red hair that fell down to flare out between her shoulder blades, piercing red eyes that would pin a lesser man with a simple look, and a beautiful face that held a smirk that bordered between smug satisfaction and an attractive self assurance whenever she went over something that went particularly well.
Her clothes, mostly white both hid and accentuated her wonderful body all at once. First and foremost was a thin, ribbed turtleneck that was black in color and made him wonder if it felt as soft as it looked. Over that was a white business jacket with the top and bottom two buttons undone, hiding and dragging attention to her chest and taut stomach. A matching business skirt hid her legs...a little. It may have gone down to her shins but the cuts on each side up to mwd-thigh made the coverage questionable. Finally was her white, knee-high, high-heel boots.
She was trying her best to keep him up to date with the new business that Team Rocket was trying out after he had taken over and changed the rules, but he didn't really care.
Most of the reason he decided to take over and not just disband the group was to make sure they didn't get too rowdy or let some other worse group take over.
Still, at least he got to spend time with a beatiful woman. 'Fucking hormones.' He thought to himself as his gaze strayed back to her ass, mesmerized by the slight sway of her hips whenever she would reach to point out some part of the report or another.
He interupted her with a light cough. "Ah, Ariana, can we take a break?"
The woman paused and looked back to him for a moment before nodding. "Yes sir." She acquiesed as she walked over to stand before his desk.
"You don't have to say 'sir'." He grumbled, blue eyes narrowing in annoyance. "We're friends."
"Yes but you're someone I respect, having the strength to overcome Giovanni and put all of Team Rocket under your foot." Her words came out almost like a purr. "And having the foresight to try and lead us in a direction that I like better than the way things had been."
"I think it's just the fact that I'm cheaper." He countered. "I don't like the idea of the grunts wasting money on pokeballs for pokemon that end up having to be thrown out."
"Even if that's the reason, you've pushed for a more sustainable way of dealing with pokemon sales that having the idiots scramble for anything that catches their eye." It was hard to set up breeding centers but in the end she knew it would be more than worth it. Especially once they brought in some of the more desired ones like Ponytas or Pikachus.
"How close are they to being finished?"
The redhead frowned as she tried to recall the details. "The one on the outskirts of Celadon city should be finished within the next month and the one along Route Three will need another two months."
"Who's going to run them?" He trusted the two to run things. Petrel might be laid back but he knew when to be serious and Ariana was his right hand woman.
Grunts he didn't exactly trust. They were stupid.
The flinch she gave at that didn't inspire confidence in the ones that were picked. "Butch and Cassidy will look after the Route Three center. I'll be placing Butch in charge because Cassidy has a tendency to skip paperwork." He nodded, having met the two before and knowing they can get things done if you keep them aware of the stakes. "As for the Celadon city center...I could only find Jessie and James having the requirements to run it."
And there was the reason for the flinch. Jessie and James were the laughingstocks of the old Team Rocket, even for Ariana who had been stuck doing inventory at a warehouse on one of the Sevii Islands. Placing them in charge of anything at all was practically dooming in the eyes of members that were stil here.
"Explain."
Ariana straightened up at the seriousness in his voice. "Jessie had spend a brief amount of time in a nursing school for Chansey during her childhood." It was still hard to wrap her head around the events that led to a human getting into a pokemon school. "James has mentioned having a Growlithe as a child so he should be capable of catching and caring for the ones on Route Seven. As well as his own pokemon showing a startling amout of care for him."
Only a handful of Grass Type Specialists could claim to have a Weepinbell latch onto them affectionately and not lose a limb because of the Flycatcher's acid. Even then not a single one could calmly walk away when theirs tried latching onto their head.
Naruto was forced to nod at that. "I'll talk to all four of them later about it."
"I'll send them in later sir." She turned slightly and motioned back to the screen on the wall. "Let's continue the report."
At his nod she turned and walked back, his eyes glued to her swaying hips the entire time.
James was scared. No scratch that, he was terrified. He, Meowth, Jessie, Butch, and Cassidy had been called to the Boss's Office. People didn't tend to get called there unless they were about to have an accident.
Those that ran didn't tend to make it very far either.
Looking at those walking beside him he couldn't help but feel like he was the only one quaking in terror.
Jessie, his partner, stood tall with her head held high and refusing to show a hint of fear. Her purplish-red hair down for once as she didn't have time to put it up before they were called, blue eyes switching between glaring forward and at her rival. Her custom white uniform that had been cut into a crop-top to show off her navel and white miniskirt doing their best to hide what precious little they could. At least he managed to get her to wear a pair of long gloves and thigh-high boots before they left.
Beside her, orange hair also having had no time for styling and purple eyes smugly looking down at his partner was Cassidy. Her black dress-styled uniform as immaculate as ever but just like Jessie's skirt was cut to just mid thigh. Much the same was that she had long gloves reaching up her arms and similar boots covering her legs, though hers were white compared to Jessie's black.
On the far side of her was he own partner Butch. Green hair cut short with a slight bowl-cut covering his forehead and brown eyes darting around somewhat nervously. Unlike his partner he dressed simply, a black long-sleeve with the Team Rocket logo proudly emblazoned on the torso and black pants to match the average grunt look. A simple Rocket brand cap and he could fade into the ranks.
Then there was him. Lavender hair reaching down to his shoulders and green eyes looking for anything to help him stop shaking. His uniform was almost the same as Butch's, only colored and cut a bit by Jessie to match hers with a black shirt tucked into his pants underneath. In the end all he could do was place a hand over the pokeballs on his belt and let the calming presence of his friends steady him.
"So...any idea what we're being called for." Butch finally spoke up as they turned onto the final hallway that lead to their destination.
"Probably for a new mission." Cassidy said self-assured, then looked to Jessie smugly. "As for you two...you'll probably be dismissed finally."
His partner scowled at that but before she could start an argument he placed a hand on her shoulder and spoke up. "We might all be in trouble. Between our less than stellar track record and your incredible record with the old Boss's more ruthless missions..."
They all shuddered at a reminder of what happened to other who had done such missions with zeal.
"W-well we haven't had an accident yet and Madam Ariana hasn't called someone in for that in over six months." Butch tried to reason.
"Yeah...and you two never managed to get onto the list of successful agents so there's no way that we'd all be called in for that." Cassidy agreed.
"Well no way we're gonna find out what this is all about talkin' about it." A voice called up from their feet, Meowth deciding to give his own opinion.
He'd almost forgotten about the talking Scratch Cat pokemon. He stood on his hind legs unlike most of his bretheren, though he had the same cream colored fur with splotches of brown on his hind paws and tail. In his hand-paws was the golden that usually sat atop his head, getting a shining to make himself look extra presentable.
"How does it talk again?" The orange haired agent asked him.
"I learned ta talk and that's all ya need ta know." Ah, that story was still a sore spot for him he supposed.
Jessie smirked at her rival, "He's better than your average Meowth."
"That's right." He agreed before noticing they were finally before the Boss's door.
The others noticed too as they all came to a stop before it and hesitated.
"Come in." Ariana's voice said through an intercom.
And with that their moment of hesitation was forced to end. Trying to one up each other most likely, both Jessie and Cassidy each grabbed one of the two doors and pushed it open.
The sight that greeted them when they opened the door was not what they expected. The room was the same as it had been before the change in management - four black walls and notjing but a singular desk with a lavish chair behind it. The problem was the blond boy sitting on said chair with Madam Ariana at his side looking over a tablet, probably why she knew they stopped outside.
The boy couldn't be older than fifteen. Blond hair spiked around his face but went straight atop and around his head, blue eyes bore down on them like a predator and the whisker-like marks on his cheeks enhanced the look. What little they could see of his clothing was a very baggy jacket, black in color with an orange Rocket logo as opposed to the normal red, and a red scarf wrapped around his neck.
"Madam Ariana?" Cassidy spoke up after eying the boy for a moment "Who is that boy?"
"The Boss." The redhead spoke without glancing up from her tablet.
Before any of them could ask more the blond spoke. "You four are here to learn about your new jobs, starting in one month" He motioned to Butch and Cassidy. "And three months." He motioned to them.
A weight settled upon the four lesser members and they stood up straighter. Any notice that you'll be having a certain job and to study for it spoke of only the utmost importance. An entire month's notice was unheard of.
"What are we going to do?" Cassidy asked hesitantly.
Narrowing his eyes at her the boy motioned to Ariana, who tapped her tablet a few times and caused a screen on the wall to their left to light up with the pictures of two buildings that were nearing the finishing end of construction. "You four will be looking after the new Breeding Centers that Ariana has been hard at work having made and legalized."
"We're looking after eggs?" Jessie was obviously dismayed.
Ariana looked up from her tablet to glare at her. "You four are in charge of the first two buildings of Team Rocket's newest business." A few touches of her tablet and pictures of Pokemon appeared over the buildings. "Our new Boss here does not like the old ways of grunts running out to catch whatever pokemon they can and hoping that we can profit from them. As such we will now be breeding popular and particularly strong Pokemon such as Clefairy and Jigglypuff in the former category and Charmander and Growlithe in the later."
The boy nodded. "I want this done flawlessly." He stressed. "Everything done by the book with all the paperwork done and delivered wherever it has to go with plenty of time to spare. I want no reason for the police to look into them, that means no stealing the Pokemon of anyone that comes in for help with breeding, no fudging the numbers to skip on taxes, no sneaking any eggs from trainers that come in, and no showing that you and the business is allied with Team Rocket."
After a moment to let that sink in he continued. "Petrel and Ariana will be checking in on you from time to time and if I hear about any screw ups I'll personally come to make sure you don't mess up a second time. I'll be very displeased if you four ruin Ariana's hard work."
Once they all nodded said redhead spoke up again. "Butch and Cassidy, you two will be stationed at the center on Route Three. Butch will be in charge of paperwork and day to day running of business while Cassidy is in charge of going out to capture the target okemon on the screen for more profitable egg sales."
"Understood." Both agents stated, the male inwardly happy someone had gotten his name right twice in a row.
"Jessie and James, you two will be stationed at the one on the outskirts of Celadon city." Even her gaze said the executive didn't have much faith in them. "James will be in charge in the same way as Butch but also be the only one to interact with the local Gym Leader if she ever decides to use the center's services. Jessie will do the same job as Cassidy but have the added requirement of looking for as many Chansey as possible on Route Sixteen for another business venture I'm planning."
At their nod the boy spoke. "You'll each have your choices of ten grunts to act as security, all of you have permission to take enough Pokemon to have a team of four, but you have to have at least three different types on your team." When they all nodded he waved them off.
"H-hey, what about me!?" Meowth cried irritated at being ignored.
Both of their superiors gazes snapped to him. "A talking Meowth?" the Executive muttered curiously.
"You..." The boy paused to think. "I might have a special job for you around the time that Jessie and James leave to start the breeding center up. Try to memorize a book about all the Pokemon in Kanto before then."
Everyone was curious at that but with him waving them off again they had no choice but to bow and leave the room.
"A special job?" Ariana asked later, once business was done for the day.
The blond nodded. "I was thinking of going on a journey around Kanto to try being a trainer myself. It might be fun."
She frowned. "Alone?"
"Do you want to come?" He asked with an easy smile. "I'd rather be alone than with any of the grunts but if it was you I'd be fine having some company."
It was tempting, especially after almost a year straight of trying to get Team Rocket in order. "I'd love to but there's too much for me to do here between managing the businesses and trying to get the grunts in proper shape."
"You can leave that to Petrel, you deserve a break."
A scoff. "Leave their training to Petrel? The man with an all Koffing team?"
"He went out and caught a Seel and Pidgeotto as soon as the three type requirement ent out you know." The boy informed her.
"Say i joined you on this...who would manage business?" She was the only executive left that could look after everything and she couldn't trust any of the idiots to not screw things up even if she did train them to look after things.
"Things should calm down once the breeding centers open right?" The whole purpose of them was to make things simpler after all. "I think Team Rocket can take it easy for a few months."
"And the plans to expand the breeding centers into Johto before someone else can do it?"
"I can cause a few accidents." The ruthless tone in his voice was pleasing to her ears.
She couldn't help but smile. "If you want me to join you that badly then I suppose I have no choice."
And that's a wrap for this short prologue. Now for some explanations and then questions for opinions.
Ariana: Yeah I know she's supposed to be like 30 or something but when I looked into her I noticed that she's apparently the female executive you battle on the Sevii Islands and that's...no. She looks like eighteen or something there and three years between firered/leafgreen and SS/HG is not going to make her look that much older. So she's 20.
The Rocket Trio: I have no Fucking idea what I'm doing with them, on one hand I want them in the story and on the other I want them to actually succeed at a mission that isn't bullshit for them to do normally. Meowth going with Naruto is still barely on the table. Maybe he will maybe not.
Questions: This is going to use elements from the originals, Firered and Leafgreen, and Let's go Pikachu and Eevee so what does anyone think about stat effecting stuff? Like Awakening Values from Let's Go are bullshit, 200 extra stats in everything just from candy is too much. Should I limit it to like 25 per stat or 50? And should I keep Effort Values? I won't be directly stating that stuff in story, more like using comparisons such as "that pikachu is as strong as a Raichu"
Should I give Red and Blue their Firered/Leafgreen roles or their Let's go roles? Or should I have Ash and Gary? Anyone have ideas for Green?
Suggestions for a partner besides Meowth if he doesn't go? Keep in mind it should be Kanto native.
Anyone want more Team Rocket next chapter or just skip to the actual adventure?
Thanks for reading! And feel free to tell me about any spelling mistakes. Writing this on a phone is a pain in the ass to proofread, and fanfiction loves to Fuck you over for trying to backspace on a phone.