Prologue
Disclaimer, I do not own Naruto nor the Skulduggery Pleasant Series
I would like to make it known, that aside from being my very first try at this writing/crossovering/whatever the hell I'm doing and that this story was done at a flight of fancy after far too many days without sleep. May contain OOCness, AU and other applicable nonsense
On with the story
That's it, no more ramen after midnight.
An apt thought, the Number One Hyperactive, Knuckleheaded Ninja found himself thinking, as he fell for what felt like forever, down a tunnel of constantly changing colours. Just one day, he only wanted one day where he could relax without anyone or anything disturbing his ramen time, was that too much to ask? Apparently it was, as he found himself falling through a wormhole on his way to the kitchen…
…He was not a smart man.
Admittedly, the voices in his head did warn him not to leave bed that night, but no, he had to listen to his stomach.
But wait, the Bijuu are in my stomach… urgh…
He was not a smart man.
[Flashback-ish]
Naruto had been falling for a while now, kinda been hours since he started falling… or was it minutes? Whatever. A time like this, he was reminded about the good old days, way before Sasuke —that teme! — ran away to that snake, Orochimaru, or way, way before the Fourth Shinobi War, or even before the others started to become older than him. According to Kurama, the combined chakra of all the Bijuu, Kaguya's and his own massive reserves and incredible life force kept him in a 'youthful' state.
After a while watching each familiar face age and die time and time again, it took a toll on him, but after her death he simply up and vanished from the village. The only thing marking his department was the resignation letter he left at his desk.
Naruto found himself traveling around the world, just like Sasuke used to do before he kicked the bucket, and he eventually found a place he to stay. It was an interesting shrine, really high up a mountain, it kinda reminded him of Mount Myōboku with how much natural energy there was in the air. It was a nice place, if he wasn't being disturbed for one reason or another by either the townsfolk at the base of the mountain or the various creatures that found the temple. He even found a nifty outfit inside the temple, an awesome pair of orange hakama over a black kimono, with his red sage coat draped over his shoulders and finished off by a simple pair of wooden geta, each with a single block in below the middle of the base. It could use some more orange, but beggars can't be choosers.
It wasn't long that strange things started to happen around him. Maybe he was being paranoid, but when his hair started turning red, he thought that Kaguya was just being spiteful. Of course his worries were cleared when two small bony white nubs started growing from his head, it took him far too long to stop sulking. After sulking for goodness knows how many years he finally stopped sulking and brooding over his appearance.
It took while before Kaguya realised that changing his appearance stopped bothering him, but what was done was done. His face could barely be called masculine anymore, at times he would jump in surprise whenever he a pretty girl with red hair suddenly appeared, but then he realised he was looking at the mirror, that just made him fall over in depression. He always wondered if this ever happened to Haku. At least he kept his whiskers and his blue eyes—even if they did become paler. On the other hand, while he didn't mind having hair like his mom, he could have done without the rabbit-like horns or that eye on his forehead.
A bright flash of light brought his attention back to his current predicament, falling. Or rather he was falling much faster than before. That along with the sudden flashing light really wasn't encouraging in the slightest, quite the opposite really. It no way does the increase in either the speed the lights blinked or speed he fell seemed like a good sign. Doubtful that it would be to anyone in the same situation.
"Argh…" Naruto made a noise, for the first time since he started falling, being an inarticulate sound of frustration and worry.
He fell much faster.
"Kurama, what the hell is happening?" he asked, panic obvious in his voice, finally voicing the question he should have asked the moment he started falling down the 'Endless Rainbow Tunnel'.
The light flashed blindingly, it looked like the end of the tunnel.
"With my last words, I curse Sasuke!" the redheaded shinobi yelled as he was embraced by the blinding light.
Blinding light, to the point that he could barely stand to open his eyes.
The sound of wind rushing in his ear, something in him recognised that he was falling.
Landing not too gracefully on something, coupled with the pain of the impact.
It was a really bad day.
He had a killer headache, clutching at his skull in futility, not even registering the pained groans of the person he just landed on. Of course when he attempted to rub his head his arm missed it, feeling shorter than it used to. In fact everything felt slightly shorter. Great, apparently the redhead had shrunk down, as if he wasn't short enough. His thoughts were short-lived, when the ground suddenly moved underneath him.
Ugh… either the floor pushed me or I fell on something
Finally his addled brain realised he was on top of someone. Adjusting his eyes to the light he found himself face to face—mind you it was probably too close for comfort for most—with a pretty girl with black hair and eyes.
"Would you kindly get off my partner?" the words punctuated by a strange clicking sound.
End
That's all for now, hoped you like the ooze that poured from my head
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