Fruits of War

by kingoffire1

When Kaguya ate the fruit from the Shinju she gained a different kind of power. Now ninja fight with the powers of the Devil instead of chakra and all it takes to be strong is one lucky meal. (Dead)

1. Chapter 1

Fruits of War

Chapter 1: Fruit-y Ninja

A/N: My new summer project. Basic premise; Devil Fruit have replaced Chakra. Let's have some fun with this.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Devil Fruit

Location/Time Change

Long before the Elemental Nations were formed, ninja clans and samurai fought amongst each other for control of the island country. Alliances were formed and broken with the changing of the seasons and the friend that you laughed with last week over a fire could be the man your sword was running through that week. Lords ruled over their own territory carved out with blood and steel. The only thing that could be trusted was family and your own skill with weapons and fists. This was how the country existed - until the day that SHE changed the rules.

A woman from parts unknown and affiliations nonexistent appeared with the power of the gods. She soon gained control over the land and one by one, armies fell to her might, unable to so much as scratch her form. Only once she had united the land under one banner and one god, herself, did she reveal the source of her power to her most loyal followers. A divine tree found deep in a forest that would give one fantastic power if they ate just one of their fruit. These holy fruits were what gave the woman her power and she allowed her most loyal followers to pick a fruit and rule over a portion of her land with it.

But the woman didn't account for the greed and ambition of her followers. For now that they knew the source of her power they knew her to be mortal. The fruit eaters gathered up their most loyal followers and snuck out to the divine tree and ate several of the fruits. The age of peace was over and now the wars started again, but this time the soldiers wielded strange and inhuman powers against the masses that could do little to counter their new abilities.

Appalled at what her gifts had wrought, the woman took her two young sons away and hid within the trunk of the divine tree—now with bare branches. There she raised her sons in secret and taught them the way of the sages. Once they had become of age, the woman took her two sons back into the world with the intent of retrieving all of the fruits. It was only then that they learned the horrible truth.

The fruit were not a divine gift form the gods to show favor on man, but a trick from the Devil himself. Greed and envy over the power of the fruits lead to the wars becoming bloody and brutal. Brother would turn on brother, sister would kill mother, friends would get close so they could stab each other in the back over even the most ridiculous and odd fruit ability. Those that were too greedy suffered when they tried to consume a second fruit and were destroyed from the inside. Those that tried to escape the continent to live elsewhere soon discovered that they had been robbed of the ability to swim in the salt water that surrounded them all. Now the continent was even worse off than before, with the fruit eaters wreaking havoc across the land.

Taking responsibility for her mistakes, the woman traveled across the land to bring them under heel again with the help of her sons. The two boys hadn't eaten one of the now called "Devil Fruits" yet were still able to hold their own against the fruit eaters. They brought hope to the fruitless and began to spread their wisdom and power to the downtrodden. Alas, it was the same mistake that their mother had made. Now able to fight back against the fruit eaters, war was revolutionized again. Fruit eaters lost power and the old ninja ways resurfaced. The woman and her sons split and continued to travel the lands and try to fix their ways, hoping that their dream of peace could be made reality in a world in love with war.

Eventually, the mother and her sons died without achieving their dreams. The ninja clans constant fighting continued for many years, until one man decided to change it. A boy from one ninja clan met another boy from his rival clan unknowingly. The two became fast friends without ever learning the other's secret. They two grew up to become the leader of their clans and strong devil fruit users. The two young men then decided that they no longer wanted to follow the nomadic and short lives of ninja clans and came together to form the first hidden ninja village, Konoha.

They gathered other powerful clans with their own brand of fighting and Devil Fruits and soon other clans noticed their growing power and emulated them. Kiri, Suna, Kumo, and Iwa became the other four of the Five Great Ninja Villages. Soon the villages set up a government and country to hold their lands and deal with the more mundane tasks of leading. The ninja villages were now well known and made of several powerful clans.

To prevent fighting, a summit was called where the village leaders met and discussed terms. The leaders became the Five Kage and they ruled their lands and prevented war thanks to the power of their Devil Fruits.

The logia fruit allowed the user to become one with an element and protected the eater from nearly all harm. With this in mind, the villages kept each other in check through their logia fruits. The other fruit types played roles as well, but not as important ones as the logia fruits. The strength of a village eventually became based on which Devil Fruits they possessed and many conflicts and sabotage were enacted to gain the upper hand. Two more ninja wars followed the one that had been ended by the formation of the villages. Devil Fruits exchanged hands and weaknesses and strengths were exploited and learned about most prominent Devil Fruits.

Now the Elemental Nations knew peace, but tensions still ran high underneath the surface and the world of ninja is a very deceiving and dangerous place.

Konoha

An orange and blue clad figure leapt from rooftop to rooftop at high speeds in the early morning as silently as possible. He desperately darted behind anything that could give him cover and kept fearfully glancing over his shoulder to see if he was still being followed.

"NA-RU-TO!"

He was.

Glancing around, Naruto spotted someone he recognized and threw a smoke bomb down to cover his tracks. He quickly scrambled down from the roof and landed in front of a dark-haired boy with matching eyes and pale skin. "Sasuke, you've got to help me, dattebayo," Naruto said while grabbing his friend's shirt and dragging him into a nearby alley.

Sasuke pulled Naruto's hands off of his shirt and gave him an appraising look. Unlike himself—who was dressed in a blue shirt, white shorts, and black sandals—Naruto looked as if he had just rolled out of bed. His spiky blond hair was covered by his strange brown sleeping cap and he was only wearing a well-worn blue shirt and orange shorts with a toad pattern that Sasuke doubted Naruto would ever wear in public normally. He must have really screwed up this time. "What did you do?"

Naruto's blue eyes nervously looked over Sasuke's shoulder for any sign of his pursuer and mentally sighed in relief when he saw that she hadn't followed him into the alley. "I was supposed to practice examining objects for importance and then putting everything I touched back into place just as I found it, so I put a bunch of black hair dye into our shampoo bottle last night, but Dad got called into the office early this morning and Mom was the first to shower so…" Naruto nervously stopped rambling and squeaked when he saw a chain spike into the building above him.

"Naruto, come out her so I can give you a piece of my mind, dattebane!" his mother shouted while standing on the roof where his smoke bomb had gone off.

Naruto winced, making the three thin, symmetrical scars on his cheeks stretch. Man, her verbal tic was coming out. He was so screwed. He turned back to his best friend, "What do I do? I've been trying to shake her all morning and she's just gotten closer. The caltrops I dropped earlier did nothing and I just used my last smoke bomb, dattebayo." Sasuke was smart. He was considered the genius of their generation. He should have some idea of what to do.

Sasuke was weighing his options. On one hand, Naruto was his best friend and he should try to help him in this precarious situation. On the other hand, his mother's verbal tic was showing and he didn't want to get between Kushina and Naruto after the latter messed with her hair. The last time someone had done that, the ANBU had to be called in to restrain Kushina. Sasuke put his hand on Naruto's shoulder before imparting his genius idea, "I suggest running to your dad. He'll probably know how to calm her down."

"I was hoping that you'd go grab Itachi and he'd hide me with his illusions."

"He's on a mission, and what about yours?"

Naruto shrugged, "It takes too much time to set them up and too much energy to maintain them on the run. I need to conserve as much as energy I can." A spiked chain tip impaled itself in the front of the alley, making Naruto yip in fear. "GottagoSasukebye!" he rushed out in an unintelligible mess before sprinting out the back of the alley.

The sound of someone landing made Sasuke turn around and get a good look at Naruto's pursuer. He had seen Kushina plenty of times around the village and at both his and Naruto's houses, but this was certainly a new image of her. Even in her mid-thirties she still had the appearance of a young, beautiful woman with a slender figure. Something that was readily apparent with her current attire. Apparently she had discovered Naruto's prank right after exiting the shower as the only things covering her pale skin were some water droplets and a dark towel that was held up with thin chains at the shoulders and another chain as a belt around her waist. Her long and normally red hair was dyed a pitch black that matched Sasuke's own. The preteen gulped audibly when her violet eyes locked onto his black ones.

"Good morning, Sasuke-kun," Kushina said in a normal and calm tone that sharply contrasted with her earlier rage filled shouts, "Did you happen to see Naruto around here recently?"

Now, originally Sasuke had planned on doing his friend a solid and pointing Kushina in the wrong direction or stalling, but being this close to her and feeling the killing intent she was emitting scrapped that idea in a hurry. Naruto was a big boy, he just had to accept his punishment like a man. "Down the alley and take a right. He's probably heading for the Hokage Tower."

"Thank you, Sasuke-kun. Tell Mikoto I said "hi"."

"Yes, Kushina-san," Sasuke dutifully replied. He then silently watched as Kushina burst out of the back of the alley and gave a cry of triumph at locating her prey that was followed by a distant cry of fear from said prey. Chains shot out of her hands and she pulled on them to launch herself across the village. Sasuke shook his head and exited the alley from the other side before heading back to what he had been doing. He was going to pull off that fireball shuriken move today, he could feel it.

Hokage Tower

A man with spiky blond hair that had two sideburns framing his handsome face and covered his blue forehead protector, blue eyes, and slightly tan skin sat at his desk in the Hokage Tower. Behind him was a large, one-way window that allowed him a great view of the village he led. He was currently looking over the profiles for the academy students that had passed the exam to decide their three man teams. Only a third of the created teams were to actually become genin cells, with the others being made up of the children of the various non-shinobi residents of Konoha that were only completing their required education and training. Those were to be given the customary test, but then failed by the jounin giving the test to eliminate any aspirations of becoming an actual shinobi. Only the civilian children that showed promise in the classroom would be assigned to teams with other students that were pretty much guaranteed to become genin, along with the obvious stipulation that Devil Fruit eaters were to become genin regardless of their scores. Devil Fruit abilities were not to be wasted no matter how ridiculous they seemed.

A knock at the door gained his attention, "Minato-sensei, there's a police report that you should read," his secretary's voice came through his door.

"Put it in my inbox, Rin, I'll get to it when I have the time," he called back while still going through his files. He was currently on an Inuzuka boy's and was reading over which Devil Fruit he had. Even if the whole clan used only the Inu-Inu no Mi Zoan Fruits, the capabilities of each different fruit still had to be taken into consideration.

"Actually, the officer that dropped it off said that Captain Fugaku insisted that you read it right away. He's not allowed to leave until you do."

Minato put the file down and adjusted the short-sleeved white haori he wore over his standard issue green flak jacket. There was no point in making the officer stand around forever. After one of the on duty ANBU agents confirmed that it was safe, Minato indicated for him to open the door. In walked Rin, a young woman with brown eyes and equally brown hair that reached her shoulders, had purple rectangular markings on her cheeks, and was wearing a pink shirt under a maroon vest, black shorts, and black sandals. The police officer remained outside. Rin handed Minato the report and he quickly skimmed in over before doing a double-take and reading it again.

Minato's hand covered his face and he gestured behind himself with the report, "Rin, this isn't some elaborate prank my son cooked up with Obito, is it?" he asked with a slightly pleading tone.

"No. Obito is on his way back from a mission right now and your wife is chasing your son around in a bath towel all over the village right now," she pointed to the window behind him, "If you turn around you'll probably catch a glimpse of them. The officer said that they were moving across the rooftops."

Minato let out a groan rubbed at a headache he didn't have thirty seconds ago. Maybe if he didn't turn around he could pretend that he didn't know about it. Who was he kidding? The entire village knew about it at this point. Some Hokage he'd be if he just ignored every difficult problem that popped up. "Do we know why Kushina is chasing Naruto around in a towel?"

"He dyed her hair black."

Minato sat up with a start, "How black?"

"Uchiha black."

Minato winced and made a sound similar to a dying frog, "Oh, wow. Naruto really fucked up this time."

"Indeed," Rin agreed with a shudder. She knew how much pride Kushina took in her red hair and had been there for the incident when a would-be assassin had cut off a good portion of it on one side. The poor man had to go to the hospital before he could be interrogated.

Minato got out of his seat and headed over to the window. "I'd better go rescue Naruto before his mother throttles him. Send a message to Fugaku that I'm handling it," Minato ordered. He opened the window a crack and disappeared out of it in a flash of yellow light.

Academy Room

A teacher wearing the standard Konoha uniform consisting of a dark blue long-sleeved shirt and matching pants, green flak jacket, and a blue forehead protector sat at his desk and cleaned out his personal things from his desk. He had brown hair that was tied back in a loose and spiky ponytail, a scar across his nose, and dark eyes. The man sighed in relief and leaned back in his chair. As much as he enjoyed teaching, it was always nice when his students had graduated and he could relax for a few weeks until the new batch arrived. All he had left to do was tell them their team designations tomorrow and he'd be done. He'd get to sleep in for a change and wouldn't have to worry about grading papers or setting up the target range for shuriken practice. He let out a chuckle as he thought back to his now former students. They were certainly an amusing bunch this year. The major clans all seemed to have had a kid enrolled at the same time, which certainly made for an interesting year. He ran a hand through his hair with a grimace. Especially the Namikaze kid. For the son of the Hokage he certainly was a wild one. Decent grades, above average skill, and the worst prankster he had ever seen.

Buckets of water over the door, caltrops on his chair, scrolls glued shut, Naruto did them all, from the classics to several rather ingenious ones that the boy came up with on his own. Iruka ended up counting them for his trapping scores and part of his stealth scores. How he kept sneaking into the academy without anyone noticing was beyond him. At least he wouldn't have to deal with Naruto's antics anymore.

Thunk! Thunk!

The teacher jerked upright in surprise and already had a set of shuriken in his off-hand at the noise. There was a pair of kunai embedded in the window of his classroom. Before he could investigate further, a blond-haired boy landed a dropkick on the weakened glass and rolled into his room.

"Naruto?" he said in surprise.

"Hey, Iruka-sensei," Naruto greeted him with a wave, "Quick question: is the supply room still stocked, dattebayo?"

Iruka answered more out of habit as a teacher than actually thinking about why Naruto was asking. If he had, then he would've been suspicious about the blonde's motive. "Yes, we always keep some supplies in stock," his brain caught up to his mouth, "Why?" he asked suspiciously.

"No time. Gotta go, thanks," Naruto hurriedly told him before dashing out the door that Iruka noticed he had been edging closer to the whole time he was talking.

Iruka was left to wonder what that was all about before another formed barreled into his room, this one with black hair and a noticeable lack of clothing. "Kushina-sama?!" he cried out in surprise at the woman's appearance and dress even as he felt his face flush crimson, "W-w-what are you doing?!"

"Oh, hello, Umino-sensei," she said as if nothing was wrong, "Did my son come through here recently, dattebane?"

Again, Iruka's mouth worked faster than his brain, "As a matter of fact, yes. He was asking about the supply room of all things—" he began only to be cut off when the woman barreled out of the room while yelling something about smoke bombs. Iruka never made out what it was, but it must have been important and she found them because soon the whole academy was filled with smoke. Iruka wisely shut the door and did his best to seal the cracks. He collapsed back into his chair. At least his window was already open.

And through that open window came a flash of light that solidified into the last member of the Namikaze family. Iruka snapped to his feet, "H-h-hokage-sama!"

The blond man scratched the back of his head and waved Iruka down, "Sorry, sorry. I'm trying to catch my wife and son and saw them come in through here. Which way did they go?"

Iruka waved his hand in the general direction of the supply room, "Down there, somewhere. I'd check the supply room, if you can get past all the smoke."

"Smoke?" Minato repeated as he opened the door. Black smoke wafted in and made his eyes water and nose sting. That was a Konoha smoke bomb alright. It was specially designed to incapacitate pursuers while covering one's trail. Minato shut the door and sheepishly looked at Iruka, "Ah, just send the bill over the supplies lost to me personally. I'll cover the costs," Minato suspected that he'd be saying that a lot today.

"And the damage costs?"

A sigh, "That too."

"Okay then," Iruka went back to organizing his personal items and waited for the Hokage to disappear in another flash of light. Once he was sure he was alone, Iruka removed the false bottom under his desk and pulled out a cup and bottle of sake. He began to pour with a sigh. So much for not needing it after Naruto graduated.

With Naruto

The blond prankster sat with his knees drawn up to his chest in his hiding place and tried his hardest to make as little noise as possible. He had managed to lose his mom again after restocking from the academy and throwing one of the smoke bombs right at her face and setting off the rest that were in the supply room. He knew he was making things worse, but how much worse could things get than "messed with Mom's hair" levels of death? Now all he had to do was lay low until someone informed Dad of the situation and he managed to calm Mom down to the point that she wouldn't kill him on sight. He absently fingered the several slashes in his clothes. Kushina had almost gotten him with a couple of those chain spikes.

Around him he could hear a muffled conversation, but he had confidence that Teuchi-ojisan would pull through for him. And if not, then at least he still had a smoke bomb left. It was his last one and he had to make it count. The voices were getting louder and Naruto could faintly recognize that it was a man and a woman talking. Hoping to hear more, Naruto concentrated and used his Devil Fruit. Fur began to appear all over his body, black on his limbs and hands, white under his chin and on his chest, and the rest was red. Two bushy fox tails grew from his back, his face elongated into a half-snout that pulled back on his scars, black ears appeared on his head to replace his normal ones. Lastly, he grew teeth and claws. With his now enhanced hearing, Naruto could make out that the voices were Teuchi-ojisan and his mom's, and they were getting closer.

The lid to the barrel that Naruto was hiding in at the back of Ichiraku Ramen was lifted up and Kushina's smiling face that radiated death peered down at him, "There you are, Naruto. I've been looking all over for you, dattebane," she told him in an overly cheery voice, "I told you that we were working on your combat training today, not stealth."

Naruto's response was to shriek in terror and throw his smoke bomb at her face, but Kushina was ready for it this time. She grabbed the bomb, pegged Naruto between the eyes with it, and then slammed the lid back on the barrel. "Thank you again for helping me find my son, Teuchi-san. Can I borrow the barrel for a bit? I'll be sure to bring it back in a workable condition," she told the older man who owned her favorite place to eat, completely ignoring the swearing and hacking from inside said barrel. Naruto's enhanced senses were now working against him.

The man just gave her a smile behind his eyes that never seemed to open, "No, thank you, Kushina-san. It was nice of you to pay off an extra portion of your tab early. Take the barrel for as long as you need." He knew that the barrel wasn't coming back in one piece.

Chains quickly tied up the barrel and prevented the top from opening, no matter how hard Naruto kicked against it. Kushina then calmly walked out of the ramen shop and began to walk back home. Before she got far, Minato appeared in front of her, "Kushina, there you are. I've been trying to stop you from… What's with the barrel?" he warily asked.

"Oh, this old thing?" she asked with false innocence, "It's nothing you need to worry about."

Minato gave her the blandest look he could manage before shooting a beam of light from his finger and cut the chains holding the lid down. Naruto's foot then promptly removed the lid and his normal head popped out of the barrel surrounded by smoke. He began to gasp down great gulps of air while Minato raised an eyebrow at his wife, "Nothing to worry about?"

"Nothing at all."

Minato sighed and scratched the back of his head, a nervous tick that he had never quite managed to eliminate. He quickly grabbed Kushina and Naruto in his hands and turned his feet into light. With several quick steps off of strategically placed mirrors throughout the village he carried them to their house behind the Hokage Monument. "What am I going to do with you two," Minato muttered to himself.

Naruto jumped out of the barrel and clung to his dad as if he was his lifeline—which he was, "Dad, you've got to save me from Mom, dattebayo!"

"Minato, you've got a busy day ahead of you, organizing all those genin teams. Just leave Naruto with me and go back to work," Kushina said in the most convincing voice she had. The chains rattling and moving like snakes behind her ruined the image she was trying to project.

"Let's just all calm down for a minute," Minato advised. Seeing that Naruto was the cause of all this trouble he decided to start with him, "Naruto, why is your mother's hair black?"

"Because you left for work without taking a shower," Naruto replied.

Minato nodded, "See, Kushina, Naruto didn't mean to dye your hair black. It probably comes out really easily, right?" God he hoped so. If it didn't then Naruto was dead. And he had been so excited to become an official genin. Minato had even bought him a new set of kunai to celebrate.

Naruto rapidly nodded his head in agreement, "Yeah, all you have to do is run it under water. It's not even dye, just ink."

"There, you see? Just take another shower and your hair will be back to its beautiful red in no time," Minato told her before turning to Naruto, "And let this be a lesson to you about planning ahead. You never know when someone's plans will change and you could end up catching the wrong person instead."

Naruto nodded and Kushina went off to get another shower. Satisfied that the crisis was averted, Minato headed back to the Hokage Tower to finish with the teams. He needed to find a good floater to balance the anchors on that tracking team he was thinking of putting together. With names and abilities floating through his mind, Minato left.

Inside the house, Naruto slowly reached down to the pouch he had strapped to his leg back at the academy, "You're not letting me off the hook just because the dye comes out, are you?" he asked the empty room.

"Nope!" Kushina cheerfully called back from her bedroom, "You made me chase you around the entire village in nothing but a towel and threw several smoke bombs at me. We're going to have a fun sparing session today."

"Great," Naruto drawled out while taking stock of his surroundings. There were chains blocking off the windows and the door. He only had a couple kunai left and some ninja wire. Not the worse situation he'd ever been, but it was up there. He attempted to investigate the windows only to find that he couldn't move his left foot. A quick glance down revealed that one of his mom's chain was wrapped around his ankle and had tightened when he tried to move. Now it was the worse situation he had ever been in.

Kushina appeared in the doorway with a set of clothes in her hands, "I'm going to take a shower to wash all this ink away. You sit tight until then and when I'm done we can go and have our little spar." Naruto mutely nodded and Kushina held out her hand, "The pouch." Naruto grumbled a bit, but tossed over the pouch. Kushina nodded and set it aside to return later before heading towards the bathroom.

Naruto waited until he heard the sound of the shower turning on before shifting entirely to his fox form. There was no way he was waiting around till she was done. He turned to get a grip on his leg, but his mother's voice stopped him, "And no biting off your leg!"

Naruto shifted back to normal. Damn, how did she do that? He needed to learn so he could avoid it in the future. She wasn't there to watch him, but he would swear that her chains sometimes had a mind of their own and he wasn't willing to chance it.

Next Day, Academy Classroom

"So your mom caught you, huh?" Sasuke pointlessly asked.

"Shut up," Naruto told him before sliding into a seat at the same desk as Sasuke. Today he had managed to put his proper clothes on: blue shirt under an orange jacket, black pants, blue sandals, a pair of worn orange goggles on his head, and his forehead protector around his neck. The biggest change was the bandages he had on his forehead and cheeks. Sasuke knew that there were bound to be more under his shirt, Kushina didn't pull many punches when she trained someone, something about the pain helping people to learn. She was right, but that didn't make the learners feel any better.

Sasuke grunted at Naruto, "You know what the teams will be?" he asked.

Naruto snorted, "Nah. Dad didn't get home till late last night after I was asleep from all of Mom's "sparring". Even if I was awake there was no way I'd get them out of him. Dad's a real pushover most of the time, but when he gets serious his lips are sealed tighter than the Devil Fruit Vault's doors."

"Hn," was Sasuke's response. He had expected as much, but he still had to ask.

"I'll tell you this, though," Naruto leaned in and Sasuke unconsciously mimicked his friend's action, "I'll bet my left foot that the reason Iruka-sensei is telling us where to sit will have our teammates for the genin cell."

"You sure that it's not a fake out?"

"Pretty sure. From who's here it seems like a safe bet and I wouldn't put it past him." There were thirty kids in their class and ten three-man desks in the room. Naruto knew that only a third of the students would pass and their class was at a disadvantage from all the big names that were in it. Aburame, Inuzuka, Hyuga, Akamichi, Nara, Yamanaka, Uchiha, and Namikaze. Of those clans he knew for a fact that five of them had eaten Devil Fruits. None of the civilian kids in their class had eaten a fruit, so there was only one slot left for the top civilian student to take. There was always the off chance that the class could produce a fourth team, but from what they had demonstrated during the year Naruto figured that their class wouldn't. Sasuke agreed and the two began to discuss who was the best candidate for their class. Sasuke had gotten the Rookie of the Year position for all the classes and Naruto had taken the top spot for their class by default so the pair hadn't bothered to see where everyone else had fallen. Now they regretted that decision as they watched the rest of the kids file in.

"Well, we've got the civvie," Naruto muttered as he watched Hinata take her seat next to Kiba and Shino. That was the last member of the clans that wasn't confirmed to have a Devil Fruit.

"Hn," Sasuke muttered, "Think it'll be a problem?"

"Maybe, I don't remember much about the other kids. What do you think?"

"I think we'll be fine after a couple weeks of training. They'll be the best civilian in the class and if we help them improve as well then there shouldn't be a problem."

"Excuse me," Naruto felt a hand tap his shoulder and turned around. Behind him was a girl with long pink hair, pale skin, and green eyes. She was wearing dark biker shorts under her red dress, black sandals, and had her forehead protector acting as a headband. "You're blocking the other chair."

Naruto leaned back over to his side of the desk and allowed the girl to sit down. He casually leaned back in his chair and caught Sasuke's eye, "What's her name?" he silently mouthed behind her back. He had absolutely no idea who she was. She didn't sit next to him and wasn't from a clan or significant civilian family so there was really no reason he would need to learn her name if she was just a random civilian. Sure his dad knew pretty much everyone's name, but he was Hokage and Naruto wasn't even an official genin. The fact that he remembered all the names and faces his mom had made him learn was a miracle.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow in acknowledgment and pulled out a piece of paper. He quickly scrawled something down, shook his head at it, then crossed it out before balling up the paper and throwing it over his shoulder. It bounced off the desk behind them and would have hit Naruto in the face if he hadn't caught it.

Naruto snorted as he watched Sasuke pull out a different piece of paper and start writing gibberish on it that looked as if it was about temperatures of flames. Bastard just had to show off. Naruto unfolded the message and read the name on it. Haruno Sakura. So that was their teammate's name, good to know. He crumpled the ball back up and burned it with a tiny blue flame under the table, leaving none the wiser about its message.

Shortly after, Iruka walked in and began to read off his speech about them graduating. Naruto tuned him out for the most part. He knew the basics of what Iruka was going to say and it was all just formality. When the names started popping up, then he'd pay attention. Naruto didn't have long to wait until Iruka got to reading the names, and it turned out that Naruto was right about the seating arrangements.

"Team Seven will consist of Haruno Sakura, Namikaze Naruto, and Uchiha Sasuke."

Naruto and Sasuke shared a smirk and cocky grin before fist-bumping. Sakura had a more surprised reaction and looked at the two boys beside her nervously. She had just been put on a team with two of the best and most popular students in the school, let alone their class. Understandably, she had a case of nerves. "L-let's go team," she said with a slight stutter and winced. Great way to make a first impression, Sakura. Stuttering in front of your accomplished and cool teammates.

Iruka finished up the teams shortly after that. As suspected, the clan kids were put together. Team Ten was Yamanaka Ino; a girl with long pale blond hair that had a bang over her right eye and the rest in a ponytail, wearing a purple blouse and apron skirt with bandages around her waist and white sleeves on her arms; Nara Shikamaru, a boy with his black hair pulled back into a spiky ponytail and black eyes who was wearing a short gray jacket over a mesh undershirt, black pants, and had a set of gloves over his hands that he hadn't worn to class before. Last was Akamichi Choji; a heavyset boy with short, spiky brown hair and red swirls on his cheeks, who was clad in a green jacket over a pale shirt with the kanji for food, black shorts, bandages on his arms and legs, and a strange blue headband that went down the middle of his head.

Team Eight was Hyuga Hinata, a girl with short purplish hair and pale lavender eyes like the rest of her clan who was wearing a pale jacket and black pants; Inuzuka Kiba, a boy with two red fang-like tattoos on his cheeks who had his hair covered by a gray hoodie with dark fur-lining and a pair of black pants covering his legs. With him was Akamaru, Kiba's white puppy partner. Last was Aburame Shino, a boy with spiky brown hair that stood straight up and who always wore a pair of black glasses to hide his eyes like the rest of his clan. He had on a light gray coat with a collar high enough to cover his lower face, and brown pants.

The possible jonin instructors then began to enter one at a time to pick up their prospective genin. The newly made Team Seven was surprised when they were skipped over in the order, but didn't think anything of it. Then all the teams were picked up and they were waiting. Then it had been five minutes and they were still waiting. By the time it had reached ten minutes, two of the members had an idea of what was going on.

"You don't think—" Sasuke began.

"There's no way Dad would let him teach a team. He's too busy doing all those high-ranked missions to take on a team of genin," Naruto firmly stated.

"Who are you two talking about?" Sakura asked, her curiosity over their missing jonin overriding her awkwardness.

"That would be me," a voice told her from the still unrepaired window. The voice's owner was a young man dressed in the Konoha uniform with his forehead protector in place. He had black eyes and matching spiky hair. The man smiled at them while giving a two-fingered greeting, "Yo. Sorry I'm late, but I had to help an old lady with her groceries. I'm your jonin instructor, Uchiha Obito."

A/N: So that's the first chapter. More of a prologue than an actual chapter. As you can tell there's going to be some major breaks from canon with Obito here. I'll have to make up some Devil Fruit to fit with all the characters' signature moves/abilities and bullshit my way through other fighting styles like the Hyuga clan's.That's for later though, so… later.