A/N: Hi guys! Okay so despite my lack of inspiration for Twilight, I've been getting a lot of inspiration for the anime Inuyasha. Now I know I really shouldn't write a story based off an anime story using other anime characters but I can't help it! I blame it on my summer cleaning and ended up finding my old volumes of my first anime that got me into this mess. This is just an experiment and I want to see if it'll work out. I'm also going to be changing a few things so it's not completely the same. You'll see after this prologue.
I don't own the Naruto characters and I don't own the Inuyasha story either. That belongs to Romiko Takahashi and Masashi Kishimoto. Inuyasha is, again, the first anime that introduced me to the craziness so I sort of want to revive the story back since it's finished. Things are going to be crazy from here on out. Trust me. Enjoy!
In Through the Well and Into Konoha
Prologue
The year was late in the fifteen century.
At the time, there were many wars in Feudal Japan. Some that were recorded in history. Some no one knew existed. Unless you've actually been in Feudal Japan five hundred years ago, you wouldn't know of what was happening behind the pages of your history book. All you would know about are famous people such as Oda Nobunaga, time periods like the Edo period, the introduction of guns and gun powder, and how the fighting of the war was done through the path of the sword. You wouldn't know beyond that. However, if you were in the fifteen century, you would know that so much more existed. Some things beyond your wildest imagination.
The year was the late in the fifteen century and the day was the most catastrophic, sorrowful day for the Konoha village.
The Konoha village desired peace amongst all things and kept away from war. However, there was one thing they couldn't prevent themselves from. Demons. Today, only one demon was attacking the village. An attack they did not expect.
Boom, boom, boom
Through the combination of oil, hay, and fire, houses were bursting into flames. The screams of women and children reached towards the heavens as they all tried to evacuate and find a safer place to hide. The men gathered their weapons and while some decided to run to face the demon, the others tried to do everything that they could to get the women and children to safety.
"Everyone, this way!" a villager yells, pointing towards a place he knows they will be safe.
Another villager adds, "Hurry now! Before he gets here!"
The women and children ran as fast and as hard as their legs to carry them. Some tripped but the men were able to help them up and take them to safety. Meanwhile, the men who were ready to battle, they followed the demon.
"After him! He's after the sacred jewel!"
"Hurry, before he gets to the shrine!"
Pant, pant, pant
High in the mountains, not too far away from the village is a boy panting from exhaustion and pain. Sweat rolls from his brow and down his face as blood drips down from his hands. His chin-length raven locks stick to the side of his face from the sweat and his onyx eyes droop with fatigue. His legs are shaking and his arms twitch. His once pure white kimono top and his dark blue pants with the same color clothe hanging from halfway up his stomach to his knees and a purple rope tied around in a bow are now half stained with red with a giant spot from the right shoulder down to his side. Near his feet is the puddle of blood left by his hand and a crimson red jewel almost camouflaging itself in the blood. Not far from them is a sword with a blue afterglow for being used by his own spiritual powers. But the boy pays no mind to his fallen sword, the bright red jewel, or the gash at his shoulder just yet. His eyes are on the shrine before him with a sutra on the door that also has a blue afterglow and small bits of lighting surrounding it, one appearing moments longer than the one before. He waits as he watches the sutra's glow fade away until it looked nothing more than a sealed shrine up against the mountain. Even the lightning has stopped. The sealing is now complete.
Sasuke is finally able to breathe a little easier now that he sees this. But just as he did, the pain in his shoulder comes back to realization and it pulses through his entire body as he loses more blood.
"Ugh!" he winces, instantly placing his opposite hand on it and collapsing to his knees from the great pain. This wound is life threatening. He has to find someone one to mend him quickly or he won't be able to make it. Looking up at the shrine again moments later, multiple thoughts run through his head as he stares at it. Soon, his fatigue eyes become filled with sorrow and a pain much greater than the one on his body.
"Why…?" he whimpers. Then despite his body wishes, he stands up; his hand still gripping onto his wound to try and delay the blood flowing out. But as he begins to walk towards the shrine, passing through the protective barrier he has up to keep any demons from coming near it, his now bloodied hand reaches for the door. He touches the wooden shrine doors, something no other human but him can do, and he leans against it; as if expecting arms to wrap around his beautiful, slender form in a comforting and warm embrace.
"Why…did you betray me…? Nii-san…"
Boom
Hearing that explosion, Sasuke sharply turns around to the mountain view of the village and he sees smoke rising up to the heavens and the village covered in red flames.
"The village…!" Sasuke pushes himself off the shrine, despite the pain now pulsing through his body with each step he makes. But before his hand leaves the wooden texture of the doors, he pauses and bites his lip in his emotional agonizing pain. "Good-bye, nii-san." And he leaves. His hand returning to his wound and his quivering feet moving as fast as they can to first his sword and then the jewel before rushing to get down the mountain and save his village.
Before his time runs out.
Surrounding the net that has captured the demon, a villager yells out, "We caught him! Now kill him!" They raise their spears, their swords, and aimed their arrows at the demon and instead of showing fear and the realization that he's finished, the demon only smirks.
"You think it's that easy?" he asks. The humans look at him with questionable expressions and then the demon's blood red eyes widen and his smirk reveals the whites of his teeth and the sharpness of his canines. "Think again, fools!" And with his claws, he slashes through the net and claws at the humans around him. With only a light gash wound, the villagers fall at the demon's feet before he decides to leap away at his newly found freedom.
"Hahahahaha!" He glides through the air, laughing in arrogance and the feeling that nothing can stop him from his goal. Looking in his hand as he leaps from rooftop to rooftop of the village, he sees the pearl colored jewel with ripple-like patters all around; glowing in all its glory. The smirk on the demon's face widens even more at the thought of using it.
Using it to make him the most powerful full-demon of them all.
"At last, it's mine!"
This time when his bare feet land on something solid, he lands on the hard cement. That means that he's one leap away from the edge of the village and into the forest where he will be completely free and he will be the first ever demon to steal the jewel and make out with it.
But what he didn't expect to see is someone quickly making hand signs and slamming the palms of his hands on the ground.
"KYUUBI!"
Hearing his name and the voice who called out to him, the demon dared a look at that person, out of reaction and from how that voice sounds so angry and bitter calling his name. He never heard his name sounding like that before….with that voice.
"Earth Style: Demon Sealing!"
From his confusion, the demon was distracted just enough to not see the root of a giant tree from behind him remove itself from its earthly covers as he's still gliding through mid air.
Spluch
And just like a striking snake, the root came right for the demon from behind and stabbed him through. The demon's eyes widen in shock of seeing the end of that root in front of him, covered in his blood and coming out of his chest. He no longer moved forward and his grip on the pearl-like jewel loosens greatly. So much so that it begins to slip through his fingers. Losing the smooth surface of that jewel, the demon snaps his head down and tries to reach for the jewel but already it's out of his reach.
Ching-titit
The demon would have kept his eyes on the jewel that was once in his possession but he sees something beyond the jewel that catches his eyes even more. A boy, on the verge of becoming a man, with golden sunray hair, sunkiss tan skin, a white hitoe and white kosode under it tucked under red nagabakama pants, and sky blue eyes staring directly at the demon with the same anger and bitterness as was in his voice. Kyuubi has also never seen a look given to him like that from this boy.
"Na….Na..ru..to…" the boy's name comes but just a mumble from the now dying demon. He can feel his eyes getting heavy and his strength leaving him as this seal begins its effects. He's lying on his back with nothing but the support of the tree roots through his chest. There is no blood but a yellow spiral seal appears on the root just below his body. As the yellow light burns the seal into the root, Kyuubi has just enough time and energy to say one more thing while the hand that reached for the jewel now reaches for the boy. "Why…how…?"
And then the yellow glow disappears and so the seal is complete when Kyuubi's ruby red eyes can no longer see and the lids close off his vision completely. His features relax as if falling asleep and his hand drops like the rest of his limbs.
It's over. Kyuubi has been defeated.
Naruto, seeing that it's over, doesn't have the energy to get up and walk towards the ripple-pattern jewel is. He can only crawl and thank goodness it's only a few feet away. Using that seal took a lot of strength out of him but that is not the only thing that's seeping his strength away. On his back, hidden from the demon's view when he saw him, are deep gashes that stain his white top greatly and is still leaving trails of blood from where he was when he made the seal to the jewel when he arrived.
Like the priest coming down from the mountains, balls of sweat drip down his face from the pain of his wound and his sky blue eyes, which no longer held anger and bitterness but grief and pain, show that his life is leaving him. Holding the jewel in his hand, so much sorrow is shown in his eyes. So much so that his eyes are glistening of how such a small thing has caused so much damage to his beloved village and the people he cares about.
'All of this…because of you, Rinnegan…'
Then the pain intensifies and Naruto can no longer support his body weight with his one arm. He drops to the side as he still holds the jewel in his grasp and see the still trees before him.
"Naruto-sama!"
"Naruto onii-sama!"
The owner of those cries soon arrive at his side and the first face the boy sees is another boy; younger with brown spiky hair, dark eyes, and creamy skin – far lighter than Naruto's. This boy the priest knows well for he is his beloved younger brother.
"Who…Who did this to you?" the boy asks but Naruto can already tell that he won't have enough time to tell his tale.
He's swiftly dying. The priests and guardians of the sacred jewels are dying.
Snap
The villagers surrounding their blonde priest and the little boy sharply turn their heads when they heard the disturbance and they see at the edge of the forest is their second priest, Sasuke. Their head priest and the guardian of the Sharingan jewel whom they have wondered during the time of the attack of his whereabouts.
"Sasuke-sama!" the villagers cry when they too see the wound on his shoulder.
The boy then cries, "Sasuke onii-sama!"
"Sa…su…ke…"
The wound on the raven-head's shoulder does not go unnoticed by the blonde. In fact, that's the first feature he sees of his beloved friend. He misses the adrenaline caused by the panic as Sasuke sees how weak Naruto looks on the ground. Then he sees the jewel in his hands, the burning the village, and then the sealed demon at the Sacred Tree. Putting the pieces together, Sasuke understands what happened and relief washes over him. His assistance was not needed. He can rest at ease now. At ease…
A gentle look graces the raven's face as he smiles at his friend and says to him, "You've done well…Naruto…"
Naruto's eyes widen when he heard that compliment. He has never heard one before from the head priest. It causes the tears to be released from his eyes and as they drip down his face past his or to his ear, he looks so apologetic and so sad. To think that his first acknowledgement is about to become his last.
"…Sasuke…"
And onyx eyes could no longer stay open. Like how Naruto's arms could no longer support him, Sasuke's eyes can no longer stay awake. It is done. There is nothing left for him to do and so he allows his last breath to leave him and his eyes to drop. Soon his legs give out and his body collapses to the floor; his sword having fallen from his grasp but his hand still holds the crimson jewel. When he fell, the villagers and the boy gasp at what they know is the worst that happened to him while Naruto looks even more saddened but accepting.
"Sasuke-sama!" the villagers who rush to his side cry. The boy was going to run to him as well when Naruto's hand grasps the sleeve of his kimono.
"Sarutobi…"
Hearing his name, the boy turns to his brother and then sees the Rinnegan jewel being presented to him. If Naruto is going to die, he must ask something of the boy. Just one last thing…
"…You must take this jewel…The Rinnegan and the Sharingan…and you must burn them with our bodies….Demons and evil-doers must never get their hands on them…or else…"
But he is unable to finish. The pain is too much and as it intensifies for one last moment, Naruto's heart cannot resist death anymore. He grips the jewel just one more time and then his fingers go limp, his arm begins to collage to the ground, and his eyes are already closed; never again to be opened.
"Naruto onii-sama? NARUTO ONII-SAMA!"
…
…
We must take the jewels with us to the other world.
…
…
Up on the mountain, the shrine remains untouched as what resides inside is asleep in its eternal slumber.
At the sacred tree, Kyuubi still rests there with a root through his abdomen; his face completely at peace with his sleep.
Never are they to open their eyes again.
UchihaNightwish: -sigh- Done!
Sasuke: So let me get this straight, Naruto and I are this Kikyo character? Who the heck is Kagome?
UchihaNightwish: Didn't you two read the casting list? You're also playing Kagome.
Naruto: So you're going to change our names so the readers don't get messed up?
UchihaNightwish: Nope! It would have been too much trouble to do that and I would have changed your names in your past life instead of your present one. The only thing that's going to be different is that your present self has last names.
Sasuke: You do realize that's going to be confusing all throughout the story, right?
UchihaNightwish: -cries- I know...
Kyuubi: Should they really be complaining about something as trivial as that when I'm the one with a fricken root in my chest?
Itachi: At least you're not the one who was hardly in the prologue. I was nothing more than just a mention of my brother's lips.
