Alright people, here we go. At the moment I have a rough idea of where I want to go with this. Suggestions are always welcomed. That means that if you have an idea, tell me, please. Constructive criticism is encouraged. Flames will be judged on a heat scale between warm and inferno, all of which will be evaluated for any relevant criticism and summarily disregarded. Read my bio for my thoughts on updates. You ever read a story that has a good idea, but bad execution? Happens all the time. Hopefully this won't turn out that way.

Not Yaoi, by that way.

Summary: The night that the Kyuubi attacked, the sky's wept. Two flaming tears fell. One held Konaha's salvation, the other was orphaned. But blood can only be suppressed for so long. Now these children will find out their history and the betrayal from those they considered family. It's the start of a new mission: The task of avenging their people. AU DBZ.

Dual Emergence

Chapter 1: Sealed History

"What is the next planet to be cleansed for resale?" A low baritone voice asked from behind a large data screen. The sound of continuous beeping and typing could be heard throughout the large command center.

"Planet X-3A. C-Class planet. Primitive sentient beings, militant, use a form of energy manipulation that is based on elements and not Ki. Strongest single warrior calculated at mid A-Class and improving. Most are at or below D-Class. Several strong sentient beasts at S-Class."

"Sentient beasts, eh? At S-Class… That is not something that you see every day. Recommended course of action?" The deep voice asked its computer.

"All mid and high class squads are in preparation for the arrival of Lord Freeza. Low class squads would be decimated within two years. Send the children of one royal and one high class. The planet will be ready for sale within ten years."

"Available children?"

"Roku, son of Broku, age 1.5 years and Nexus, son of Commander Aldus, age .5 years, second cousin to King Vegita." The computer droned. The commander paused for a moment, not expecting his child, less then a year old, to be sent on a mission. He had seen the boy less then a week ago in his pod, along with the rest of the extended royal family children. The Doctors had said that his development was going well, though his eyes and hair were lighter then usual (an understatement, really. From what he had seen, the boy had silver hair), indicating possible higher development or a genetic anomaly. But he was a soldier, and he knew his duty, and that of his son.

"Very well, prepare the mission statement. Have the pods prepared to leave within the hour."

"What level of training programs do you wish for them, commander?" The computer asked.

"Royal Elite, full supplies." The commander said.

These were sons of high class Saiyans. He himself was a hero, having defeated an entire planet within three years when his partner's pod was destroyed. They were entitled no less. Of course, he felt that sending these two children was overkill, but they needed the planet quickly. Children were often sent to weak to mid level planets, with campaigns lasting anywhere between three and eight years. It took a child (usually between the ages of 2-5) two to three years to develop enough to take over a weak planet, not including the deep hibernation and travel. This was a dream assignment for children, as they would be on the fast track after they succeeded. That is what he would have thought, had this been even a day ago. He knew differently now.

Freeza had been sending less and less squads out to cleanse planets and the economy was hurting because of it. He had noticed that there was an increase of high ranked missions going to low class squads though. Most didn't come back, and those who did were killed for their failure. He had a bad feeling about the entire situation. The feeling only intensified after a discussion he had with a low-class Saiyan made mid-class commander named Burdock less then a day ago. The only reason he had not executed the man for speaking such treason was because he had been thinking along the same lines himself.

Freeza feared them. And for a being of Freeza's strength, that meant only one thing for the people of planet Vegita. Annihilation. And with nearly all of the Saiyans on the planet and the rest on what he had deemed 'suicide missions', it was going to be soon. The fact that Burdock's squad had been assassinated by Freeza's men only cemented his beliefs. Burdock had come to him in the hopes that the Royal Commander might aid in an all-or-nothing attack on their Lord. Aldus had put him in contact with his men and a coup was being mounted. The only reason that he was still in the command center was for the sake of appearances.

"Commander Aldus, you do not have authorization for Royal Elite training. Only Lord Freeza has such authorization." The computer told him. He knew that already though. Only Freeza's personal guard had been given that training. But if what he thought was going to happen, did happen, the consequences of these actions would be the least of his worries. At least like Burdock's son, his would be off planet, ensuring his survival.

"Computer, I am implementing a Royal Mission override; code X-731-S Alpha." The Commander said. The computer went silent for a moment.

"Code accepted. State new mission parameters, Commander." The Commander smirked slightly.

"Primary objective: training, retribution. Secondary objective, locate other Saiyans and repopulate. Royal Elite training and relative supplies. Upload history and technology archives into my son's pod. As well as my personal log. Launch as soon as possible. Delete the record of this mission and knowledge of the planet." Aldus told the computer.

"Mission parameters redefined. Upload commencing. Equipment loaded into pods. Hibernation process completed. ETA three years. Pods launched…" The computer paused again. "Records erased." The computer finished. The Commander's smirk turned feral. Yes… Hopefully his son would continue the legacy of the Saiyans. At the least he was sure that his son and his partner would defeat Freeza, in time. But perhaps it was a fool's hope. Freeza had more power then most Saiyans could comprehend. Not ten minutes after the launch did a red light flash and a siren go off… It seemed that his fears had come to fruition sooner then he had imagined.

Time Skip:Three years, twelve days, and fifteen hours

Three men stood inside the office of a high tower, watching the rain fall in sheets. An old man with darkening wrinkled skin held a smoking pipe between his teeth, his silhouette highlighted by a flash of thunder. A younger man wearing green and red with an oddly horned hitai-ite adorning his head. White hair reached down to the back of his knees, red lines marked his cheeks from his eyes to his chin. An even younger man stood between the two. Blond hair standing in all direction and wearing a long white cloak with flames along the edges. The man once known as 'The Professor', Kami of shinobi, and former Hokage: Sarutobi. The powerful Frog Hermit, seal master and self proclaimed 'Kami's gift to women': Jiraiya. Konoha's 'Yellow Flash', seal master and Yondaime Hokage: Kazama Arashi. Their looks were grim. The Kyuubi had been sighted about three days ago, tearing up the countryside and destroying any villages it came across. The demon had been traveling in a relative straight line heading in one direction. To Konoha. The three had been discussing strategies on how to defeat the monster since the first sighting; none had the possibility of succeeding, however.

The inspiration had come when Arashi had nearly tripped over his sensei's summoning scroll. A seal would be their weapon. But not just any seal. A seal beyond any that had come before it. Demons had been sealed inside of people and things before, but this was the Demon of Demons, the Kyuubi no Yoko, a Kitsune of unparalleled power. It would have to be sealed in something with barely developed chakra pathways so that the influx of demonic chakra would not destroy the container. A child. Therein lay the problem. There were no children under a year old within the village. There were several due within the next month, but none available at the moment. Children were born in waves in this city. There were certain times of the year where the missions were lowest, inversely; these were the highest times of conception. The only possible child they could have used had died, along with its mother, due to complications. An Anbu had been sent to the nearest standing village to, for lack of a better word, 'steal' a child.

It had been deemed a necessary evil for the survival of Konoha. Necessary evil… It was a term that the Yondaime had come to know well since his taking of the title 'Hokage'. Everything in the world was balanced. Give and take. Pay and receive. Seals were no different. The power to take and seal a soul within another was inhuman. Which is why a human would not be powering it. The god of death would be summoned to do the deed. The price was high: The summoner's life. Again, another necessary evil. But if there was one thing that Arashi wanted more then anything else, was the safety and development of his village. And he would do anything to see that done.

The Anbu that he had sent would be returning within the next day. The men's grim faced silence was interrupted by the sound of a crash and creaking trees coming from a source just outside their visual range.

"Shit, is it starting already?" Asked the white haired man, who was currently hanging out of the window. He was looking towards a small amount of smoke rising from a large training ground outside of the village. "I don't see anything though."

"No… the Kyuubi is close, I can feel it, but that was not an attack from the fox." The old man said, his eyes closed in concentration. A puff of smoke and leaves appearing out of nowhere from behind them interrupted the discussion.

"Hokage-sama, my apologies for interrupting your meeting." An owl masked Anbu began. "There has been a disturbance in training grounds 44. Two as of yet unidentified objects have fallen from the sky and crashed. They look like they are containers and what appear to be very young children are inside." The Anbu finished. Arashi stared at the after image of a bolt of lightening before he turned around.

"Show me."

(XxX)

Two long trenches, at least ten feet deep went on for close to a mile. A trail of destroyed trees littered the forest on either side. The objects that the Anbu had described did indeed look like containers. Fairly large, they were like white spheres with lines intersecting here and there and something resembling a door with a small window on what could be called the 'front'. Looking through this window showed a complicated array of electronic lights and a large comfortable looking chair. Children were indeed inside, if they could even be called that. Infants would be a better term. Arashi suppressed the hope that was rising in his chest. The two doors opened at the same time, billowing out large clouds of oppressive smoke.

He could feel their energy immediately, something extremely unusual from children, let alone ones so young. It was an unusual energy as well though. As the clouds cleared, the children could be seen better. The first had pitch black hair with his (which was apparent by its lack of clothing) eyes being just as dark, the pupil blended in perfectly where the color of the eye should have been. There was a screen to the left of the child displaying a language that he had never seen before. The child looked at him for a moment, almost as if sizing him up, and lost consciousness. A cry shook him out of his thoughts and turned his attention to the other child. This child was much younger: probably half as young as the other who could not be much more then a year old. Silver hair stuck up at odd angles, accented by a pair of silvery eyes outlined in black. The Hokage felt his pulse increase slightly.

"Kami has blessed us this night." Arashi said to no one. This child, whoever he might be, was the answer to their problem. He picked up the child and almost dropped him when he realized that there was something long and furry and just as silver as its hair dangling from behind it.

"Demon." The Anbu breathed, unsheathing his standard issue blade. Arashi thought so as well for a moment, but noticed that while their chakra signatures were different, they did not feel demonic.

"Look at their chakra, Hyuga-san, tell me what you see." The Yondaime ordered. If the Anbu felt any surprise at the man knowing he was a Hyuga, he did not show it. With a 'Hai', the Anbu activated his bloodline limit. What he saw shocked him. Their bodies flowed with energy, but it wasn't chakra.

"Hokage-sama, they have no chakra… but this is not possible, all things have and need chakra to live, even demons. They are full of energy, but it does not flow through a system, it seems to expand outward from their core." The Hyuga informed his leader. "Its…"

"Inhuman?" Arashi asked, only to receive a nod. "Perhaps it is." The man said, looking towards the sky. "Bury these things and return to your post. Say nothing to anyone. Never speak of this. Dismissed." The Yondaime said before grabbing the other child and disappearing in a bright yellow flash. The pods were buried well under ten feet underground next to a particularly large tree with a Doton jutsu. The Hokage's worry about information being leaked was for naught though. That Hyuga, Hyuga Triashi, was one of many Anbu to fall that night.

(XxX)

"You are certain that they have no chakra?" Sarutobi asked for the third time, studying the children before him. Chakra was the mixing of the physical energy with mental energy. The only thing that he could feel from the two before him was physical energy. But if this was true, then they would be mindless beasts, which was certainly untrue. Both boys had an intelligent glint in their eyes and the dark haired one had attempted to speak to them. Whatever he had said was garbled beyond recognition, possibly due to fatigue. Perhaps this energy was similar in the functions of chakra, merely different. He had felt a similar energy from a true Taijutsu master he had met once in his travels. The man had said that through deep meditation and physical training he had been able to unlock a powerful energy from within himself. His jutsu were extremely limited, nearly non-existent, but the things he was capable of… Amazing feats of strength and his speed was undeniable. As fast as Arashi's Shunshin easily. The man seemed to float at times while moving at those speeds. At the peak of the fight Sarutobi had requested the man simply glowed with a white fire. The master had said that he never named the energy, it simply was, and to name it something it was not would be a dishonor.

The white haired man next to him prodded at the tail of the dark haired child. The child woke up instantly and let out an ear-piercing wail. Jiraiya let go of the tail in shock and the child kicked him in the face in what appeared to be retaliation. That was not entirely unexpected, however. What was unexpected was Jiraiya being knocked on his ass with a broken nose. The man was up in an instant, pointing at his attacker.

"The gaki just broke my nose!" Jiraiya accused. Sarutobi rubbed his chin.

"Strong, very strong." He said. "Dangerously so for children. Infants no less."

"They could become a valuable asset to the village in the future." The Hokage reasoned. They were avoiding the main topic while precious time slipped away. The Kyuubi had been sighted nearing Konoha. Most of the Chunin were laying traps in the surrounding forest. Eight teams of Jounin were lined up in waves at a certain point some miles outside of the village, ready to attack. Most of the Anbu were tracking the beast as it made its way through the forests, reporting on its movements and would signal for the attack.

"And those tails… If they had chakra I would believe that they might be lesser monkey demons. Something will have to be done about those. A reaction like that in the field could be a liability. Not to mention the response of the villagers." Sarutobi continued.

"Hai, sensei, my pleasure..." Jiraiya said, as he picked the black haired kid off of the table, turned him over, and gave a mighty yank on its tail. The scream came like before, but was accompanied by a snapping sound. The wailing stopped, replaced by shocked silence, as the child was set down. Jiraiya held the dark brown tail in his hand. "See, simple as that." The man concluded; an overly smug grin on his face. Anger, however was evident on the now tail-less Saiyan. His blood reacted to his anger, instinctively increasing his power, little though it was. The Yondaime was surprised at the increase in energy, but it was Sarutobi who reacted first. Quick as lightening the boy received a chop to the neck, knocking him out once again.

"Eh, Ero-Sensei… look." Arashi said, bursting the Frog Sannin's bubble. Before their very eyes, the tail grew back, just as long and as thick as before.

"Such power… Whatever these boys are, they will be a force to be reckoned with. For the sake of the village, their loyalty will have to be ensured." Sarutobi muttered to himself. The Yondaime heard this and silently agreed. Jiraiya thought for a moment.

"I have a seal that can suppress bloodline limits. If these tails are unique to their… ano… blood, then the seal should be able to suppress them. It would have to be modified to be self-sustaining though, as they don't have chakra…" Jiraiya stopped, deep in thought. Arashi was a flurry of movement though. He whipped out a scroll and drew his sensei's seal and made calculations non-stop for twenty minutes. When he was finished, he handed the scroll to Jiraiya, who studied it.

"Yes… It would definitely work, but isn't it a bit too much? This would not only suppress their tails, but strength and possibly natural abilities they might possess, as well hinder their development… Though I suppose it would be easily self-sustained. Only…" But he was cut off as Arashi continued.

"It can't be helped." Arashi said. "It is slightly modifiable as well. If their strength now is anything to go by, then they won't have any problem keeping up... At least I think so… The development portion can't be fixed in the time that we have. If my calculations are correct, I can incorporate that into theShiki Fuujin, as well as a permanent, if flexible, henge, not too unlike Tsunade-sama's." The young man said, as he grabbed a brush filled with ink and blood and began to make the seal on the silver haired child's stomach before the other two men could stop him.

"You believe that even without a chakra system, this child will be able to hold the Kyuubi?" Sarutobi asked. He was a Ninjutsu expert, and while he knew the ins and outs of sealing, this was beyond him.

"Arashi." Jiraiya said. The man ignored him and answered the Third's question.

"First, I believe that because I am using my blood and chakra to make the seal, the Shinigami may be able to fuse my system to the child's. Sarutobi's student leaned against a wall, a grimace marring his features, still studying the scroll.

"Arashi, just what the hell is this?" Jiraiya asked, throwing the scroll on the table, anger and disappointment in his eyes.

"Yes, I knew you were going to ask about that, Sensei. We don't know what they are going to be capable of in the future. Even with the seals… They may become too powerful, especially the one to be the container. It's a last resort, insurance on the safety of the village, should those two get out of hand. It's based off of the principle that makes the 'Caged Bird' Seal that the Hyuga use. Instead of rupturing the heart, or causing pain when activated-" But he was cut off by Jiraiya.

"It'll take the ambient chakra that powers the seal and intensify it until it kills them. Burn them from the inside out. This isn't anything like the bird seal… Arashi, you're talking about a cursed seal of the worst kind. What you're proposing… It goes beyond inhumane."

"They are not human." Arashi countered.

"And their not demons either!" Jiraiya said in a fierce whisper. Sarutobi let out a large smoke filled breath.

"It would be the fastest way to stop them." The Fourth defended.

"Jiraiya, it is a last resort, the use of which would only be deemed necessary should they become a danger to the village. The heads of the original founding clans of Konoha each had a similar seal placed on them for loyalty. It is… not an unheard of practice." The old man reasoned, though he felt as if a pound of lead was rolling around in his stomach. He ran his hand over his face, an action he had been doing more and more lately. He was getting too damn old for this shit. Jiraiya gave them both hard looks.

"Fine, but I don't like this though; it reminds me too much of the Snake. Too much control over something generally bites you in the ass rather hard." He told them. 'Hell… The one who survived the bastard's seal at least got something out of it. These boys… Kami have mercy on us.' Jiraiya thought to himself.

"And why a henge?" Sarutobi asked.

"Well, as for a henge… I'm no fool. I know how the village would treat him when they find out what he contains. Hell, they would treat him the same if they knew what he was, or rather, what he isn't. A person can be wise and understanding. People as a whole are ignorant and quick to anger. Take away the tail, add some blond hair and blue eyes, minor facial changes, and he'll look like me when he's older. The same reason they might hate him will be the same reason that I hope they will look up to him. They will see him as the demon, not the container. Hopefully, with the henge, and the proper training, they will eventually see him as my replacement." Arashi told them.

"And if these two are to be used by the village, we can't have them hating the place because of ignorant people. Especially the container." The third had a pained look across his face, knowing that what his successor said was true, though he had less faith in the people then the fourth did.

"Sadly, I agree." Sarutobi commented. "The other child will be given to the orphanage. I have a feeling that there will be a lot of orphaned children after this night. One more will not stand out. The container, though, might have to be handled more delicately. Perhaps I will have a Jounin look after him until he can live on his own…"

"Done. If all goes well, the fox's chakra will be totally assimilated into his system by the time he is 18 or so. At that time the Shiki Fuujin will go inactive, leaving the suppressant and henge seal." Arashi said, wiping the sweat off of his brow.

TheShiki Fuujin had been drawn flawlessly with the additional suppressant and henge seal. If all went well, the Kyuubi would be a problem of the past. The suppressant seal had also been drawn on the second child and was waiting for the chakra and blood to make the seal more then just some artwork. At the same time, both children's tails were removed and chakra was fed into the suppressant seals. The tails did not grow back and all traces of there having ever been there were gone. The henge part of the seal had also been activated, making the silver haired child's eyes and hair slowly turn a vibrant blue and yellow, respectively. A crash and a pillar of flames alerted them to how close the Kyuubi had gotten. Sarutobi's grim prediction of many orphaned children would turn out more true then he had imagined.

"That's my cue. Gotta go. Try to make them see the kid as a hero. It might go a long way for his image." Arashi said, jumping out of the window, only to make a hand seal to summon the toad boss in mid-air and bound away. That was the last time either of the two men left standing in the Hokage's office saw their friend alive. Three hours later the two were in the same office, this time the now blond haired child was with them.

(XxX)

"You'll have to name them, Sensei." The white haired man said, breaking the silence.

The seal had taken effect exactly how the fourth had hoped. A Hyuga had confirmed the new chakra pathways in the child, though Hyuga Hiashi had commented that the chakra was not… natural. This was to be expected though. The only chakra that the child had was what was being given to him by the fox. The red chakra dripped through the seal and came out a dark bluish purple in the circulatory system. The strange energy that pushed out from the child's core had been suppressed to the point that it was barely existent, being condensed and held inside the core. The Hyuga was obviously disturbed when he had taken a look at the other child though. The boy had no chakra pathways… a perfect, if unorthodox, defense against their clan's style. The man was told nothing and silenced, the Hokage stating everything he had seen as an S-Class secret. When the dark haired child started the academy, Hiashi would be the Hyuga to confirm the boy's 'undeveloped' chakra pathways.

The children were sleeping at the moment, looking different from when they had originally arrived in Konoha. The black haired child had had a henge added to his seal as well and now sported an overly large set of eye-brows. There was an up and coming Taijutsu master who now carried a slight resemblance to the boy. Hopefully the child would find acceptance with the 'Green Beast'. The fact that the kid would only ever be able to do Taijutsu was not lost on the old man. Sarutobi continued to look at the child for a moment longer before he came upon a name.

"Rock Lee." The newly reinstated Hokage said. Looking towards the other child, who now had more then a passing resemblance to the fourth, he sought for a name. He smiled as he found one. Whether because of the destruction that was stopped by the child, or the fact that he was extremely hungry, we will never know.

"Uzumaki. Uzumaki… Naruto."

(XxX END CHAPTER XxX)

That's the end of the first chapter… Tell me what ya think. Good, bad, other… As you can see, this is a crossover with DBZ. As stated before, I'm not real sure where I'm going with this, but I have a little bit planned, beyond that, I'm open to suggestion. As with all my righting, I let the story right itself.