Legends of the Fall
By Franklin D. Roosevelt
Disclaimer-I do not own Naruto or Devil May Cry. The two franchises are the soul property of their respective owners. I do own the story and the plot line.
Chapter One-Welcome to the Darker World
Naruto sat at the bar, his eyes closed. His blonde hair that spiked out in several directions as tied down, reaching the back of his shoulder blades. His body was clothed in dark colors, opting to wear a pair of black pants, a red shirt and a black hooded jacket along with a pair of black combat boots. His sapphire blue eyes were closed as he leaned his head back, listening to the crowd roar for better missions as he heard the price listings from middle men holding documents. His pale skin glistened in the dim light that shined through the thick, musky, nicotine like air. Three whisker marks painted their way across his cheeks.
"Here are your bowl of ramen, a strawberry Sunday, and your bear kid," a husky voice came from in front of him. The blonde opened his eyes, looking at the bartender with a lazy look. His muscles moved as the younger man bent forward and started at the food and drink.
"You know it's about time Ichiraku," Naruto said as he took a sip of his bear and dug into the noodles. All of his thoughts were on the food, trying to drown out the rest of the bickering crowd with his sloppy eating habits.
"You know Uzamaki, that's not the way you treat the person who basically lets you eat here for free," Ichiraku barked back. He was an older man of about late twenties, early thirties. His brown air was kept short and looked ratty. His eyes were like a dog's as he sneered slightly at the blonde. His teeth seemed like they were sharpened to look much like fangs. He wore black jeans with a grey shirt and a grey hooded coat with fur lining the edges. Strapped to his side was a Python.
"Lay off old man," Naruto retorted as he finished off the last of his order, sniffing in the nicotine filled air. "Ya know I'll pay you sooner or later right?" His lips curved into a smile at the older man, his hands thudding against the dark wood of the bar.
Ichiraku grumbled as he took the dishes that were just emptied in a few minutes. "Yeah right, you haven't paid your debt since Christmas."
Naruto smiled as he got up and looked about. "Ah come on old man, you know you love me," the blonde spoke out, his eyes keeping on the door. "By the way, how's Ayame?"
Ichiraku sighed as he shook his head, a smile on his face. "Still got that crush on her eh gaki?" the aged man spoke. He started too chuckled as the blonde started to blush heavily. The blonde had a crush on his daughter for a while now, just never worked the courage to ask he rout do to what the blonde's profession was.
Naruto shook his head trying to rid himself o those thoughts. He could not be thinking about Ayame at all right now. Sure, he liked that girl and has liked her for a while but he was sure that she would never return the feelings to him at all. "Can you ever answer the question without asking that?" he grumbled.
The large oak door creaked open slowly, revealing a tall man. His silver hair stood straight up, defying gravity with simple ease. Over his left eye was an eye patch and the bottom half of his pale face was covered in a black mask. His body was clothed in a simple back suit with a white under shirt. In his left hand was black briefcase. His lone black eye looked about, searching for something for someone.
"Yo, Kakashi, get your ass over here!" the man heard from the bar. His eye turned to the voice, catching Naruto in his vision, waving in a wierd manner and taking a seat at the bar.
"You never change do you Naruto?" he spoke out lazily. H started his stride towards the blonde in a calm, cool manner. His hand reached into his briefcase, pulling out a manila folder before taking a seat at the bar and ordering a beer.
"So, those new missions?" Naruto asked, his eyes sparkling with anticipation, his mouth curved into a wide grin. "I haven't had a decent one in a while and I'm kinda short on cash."
Kakashi sighed as he put the folder on the bar, opened it, and spread out the papers, showing the pictures of the clients. "You're lucky to get these and not the missions that the others are giving out. The highest one is about thirty thousand dollars."
Naruto's eyes widened as he thought about the mission. Thirty thousand dollars was a lot of money. But the more money a mission cost the more dangerous it got. To Naruto, the more dangerous it got, the more fun it got. Besides, he needed the money. "Alright, I'll take that one, I need the money."
Kakashi sweat dropped at the response of the blonde. "Aren't you runnin head first into this one?" he asked, concern twined into his voice. "Don't you want to at least read the mission before you take it?"
Naruto smiled a foxy smile at the man before looking at the papers. "Nah, just tell me the basics of the mission and I will go from there."
"Yup the same old Naruto," the man spoke out as he turned a paper around and stashed away the others away. "Alright here are the basics. This business man's name is Gatou and he had requested the best of the best. He had done some brutal dealings with a gang called The Swords, mainly killing and such and he is skipping town. He is afraid that the gang leader found out and is bringing a small army with him.
"So he's a worm that wants protection eh?" Naruto asked as he stood up, popping his back. "Seems typical of a worm to hire mercenaries like us. Is this the same Gatou that owns most of Konoha's harbor?"
"The one and only gaki," Kakashi spoke out. "He requested you and Ichiraku as you guys are the best of the best."
Naruto gave off a small smirk as he looked at the old bar owner. "Alright, I'm game, seems fun anyways," he spoke out. "What about you geezer, wanna take that Python of yours for a whirl one more time before ya get to old to use it at all."
The aged man looked at the foxy blonde with a smirk, his right and twirling the hunk of metal like a toy. "You bet your ass gaki," he spoke with child like mirth. His attention switched to Kakashi with a curious a look. "Where's the pick-up spot is, drop off, and when do we meet the greedy basterd?"
All of that should be listed in the document right there. Pretty straight forward and doesn't give you anything sappy. Just the raw meat and he stakes." Kakashi sighed as he pulled up his sleeve and looked at his wristwatch. "Look, I got to go. I'm already two hours late for a client on the other side of town. Ja ne."
Naruto waved to the man as he walked away before looking down at the document. A low escaped his lips before he looked up at Ichiraku. "You know this man wants us day after tomorrow."
Ichiraku looked at the paper before sighing. "Naruto, that's tomorrow morning. It's one O' Clock in the morning."
Naruto looked at the man with a questioning look before looking at the clock behind him. A groan escaped his mouth as he picked himself up from the bar, leaving the documents. "Well, I gotta head home before dawn comes or I'll never get sleep."
"Aright Naruto, don't be late alright?"
Naruto grumbled a few words as he exited the pub. His hands were stuffed into his pockets as he walked up the stairs and onto the streets. The cold air caressed his skin as he walked in a calm stride.
"Sp....ar.....da...." the blonde heard behind him at a few feet's distance. His eyes flashed into cold ice as a smile formed on his lips. His right hand flickered, pulling out a pistol before aiming it behind himself.
His eyes widened slightly as he watched a few papers float across the street in the gentle breeze. A small laughed escaped his lips as he put the pistol back into its respective place. "I'm going insane."
With a spin on his heels, the blonde started on his way home, his hands tucked into his pockets. What he failed to see was a shady figure walk out from the shadows.
Time Skip
Naruto and Ichiraku sat next to each other in the back of a truck. Their breaths formed smoke in the air as they drove through the highways of Mallet Island. Both hugged their selves closely as they looked at the dark sky, conversing with each other. The weather was extremely cold, freezing the two mercenaries.
"I fucking hate the cold," Naruto complained, his body shivering in the cold air.
"Stop your belly aching and focus Naruto. You know the stakes of the mission and you know damn well that we can't have you focused on the cold air." Ichiraku sighed as he examined his Python. "How much ammo you got for your pistols Gaki?"
Naruto sighed as he reached into his coat and felt around. "I got a several magazines, and I got several throwing knives plus a grip or two but with what Gatou said that won't be enough if I miss a single shot, what about you?"
Ichiraku broth heavily as he strapped his gun to his side, looking at the stars as they shined in the night sky. "I got enough to kill a few but not enough to finish the job the man wants."
Naruto smirked as a wicked idea formed in his head. "Alight, I got an idea," he spoke out, a familiar mirth trapped in his voice. "How about we take a few out to keep it like we're still fighting and while the match is hot, we hide. He already paid us half of what he owes us and we can take his credit cards from his corpse. What ya say old man?"
The older man cupped his chin as he thought before chuckling. "Alright sounds like a plan. But I have to say, for a business man, he was pretty pathetic at hiring us."
The blonde mercenary laughed at the memory, visualizing the man crying.
"Please help me, I beg of you!" Gatou pleaded, tears streaming down his face. "I don't want to die at the hands of The Swords." The man was short and stalky. His air was a silver gray and his face had several wrinkles from his age. His body was clad in a fancy black business suit with jeweled cufflinks,
"Chill out man," Naruto spoke out, waving his hand. "We already said that we would take the job so stop begging. It's really annoying. Though I do wonder why the hell The Swords are after ya."
Gatou, smiled gratefully as he got up, saying thank you over and over again and shaking Naruto's and Ichiraku's hands over and over again. "You don't realize how grateful I am for having two such fine mercenaries guarding my life."
"Yeah, yeah, we get the picture Gatou," Ichiraku spoke out. "Now we need you to tell us why they are after you."
Gatou sighed as he looked up. "They are after me because I owe them money, a lot of money that I do not have. I borrowed some money from me and they are now sending their sharks at me."
Naruto sighed as he looked at the convoy. "So you want us to sit in the back of the convoy to watch behind ya while you sit in the middle of the pack and skip town?"
"Yes that's it," the business man choked out."Here's the cash to start you." His sausage like fingers dove into his pocket, pulling out a large roll of green bank notes.
Naruto grinned as he plucked the roll of notes from the man before pocketing it. This was typical of a man to do this. In the blonde's opinion he deserved to die but the money spoke otherwise. Besides there were going to be plenty of opportunities to let the small man die at the hands of The Swords.
"Yeah, the man's a fucking crybaby," he blonde chuckled out, his hand covering his mouth. "A crybaby with deep pockets." a smile crossed his lips as he looked out to the side, catching a string of lights. "Looks like the party is about to begin."
Ichiraku looked at the lights before sighing, his hand placed onto the Python. "Alright, we got work to do."
The convoy came to a screeching halt a few yards before the string of lights. Several of Gatou's thugs stepped out of their vehicles, all holding a gun of some sort. In front of them were sevarl trucks, some with mounted chain guns. A few people were outside with AKs.
In front of the string of car was a large man. We wore a blue, sleeveless muscle shirt and a pair of blue striped pants. His spiky hair as short and black only covering part of his forehead. His coal eyes were sharpened into a death-like stare as he looked at the convoy. His muscles were lean yet powerful as they twitched. In his hands was a Saiga-12 and on his back was a large zanbatou. Covering half his face was a mask of bandages. Beside him was a young woman in a blue robe, black hair and a white mask with a red swirl. The robes fit her loosely yet showed off that she was a girl.
"You guys thought you could skip on without handing over our money?" the man asked in a gruff voice.
Naruto stepped forward, a small smile plastered onto his face. "Nah man, we thought that we can have a drive with a few buddies and be back in for the party," he spoke out, using his hands in his speech as well.
"Don't piss the man off Naruto," Ichiraku said, stepping forward.
"Ah come on, I am just greetin' the early party goers," the blonde wined, his hand placed on both of his pistols without drawing them at all. "So I take it you're the leader of The Swords, Momochi Zabuza and the person beside you is the faceless ghost Haku."
Zabuza smirked under his mask as he dropped his arms. "Looks like we know each other gaki," he said before gripping the gun with both hands. "You are Uzamaki Naruto, the mercenary with a wicked trigger finger and the man next to ya is Ichiraku, a man of many talents, said to have never missed his target with that Python. Haku, Naruto is right up your ally, I got Ichiraku."
"Try me," Naruto spoke out, loosening the tension in the air as he pulled out his pistols. "I'm all game." A wicked smile was plastered to his face. The thrill of the battle was filling him to the limits as he watched the masked girl drop her arms, allowing two snub-nosed revolvers fall into his hands before rushing towards him. This was going to be a fun fight.
Ichiraku sighed as he quickly aimed his gun, aiming for the head. He just knew that he was going to end up with the muscle man. It was in inevitable that he would. He guessed that he was lucky as he heard stories of the phantom Haku. She was fast, too fast for his old age to take over. Zabuza wasn't renowned for his speed; he was renowned for his strength. All Ichiraku had to do was keep his distance and the match was his.
With a quick squeeze of the trigger, bullets rained from the grunts of Gatou and the thugs of Zabuza. Smoke filled the air and blood rained down.
A/N Alright this is my first DMC and Naruto crossover. I took a few ideas from the first novel and it will be different from most. Instead of taking place in the Naruto Universe it will be set in the DMC universe. And there will be no Dante or Virgil though there will be references to it. Yeah, if you guys got any ideas throw them out there and pairings will not be Naruto/Hinata or Naruto/Sakura. I refuse to do those. So for now Ja Ne and review or I will make you!