The Nine-tailed duelist!

Author's note: Sup everyone welcome to my first real crossover. Of course if you hadn't noticed by now it's A Naruto/5d's one at that. It's a response Masane Amaha's King's challenge. If it flops no problem, but if it does well then what up now suck a's! the pairing Is Akiza/Naruto.I'm sure at some point I'll need to make oc's to deal with everything so if you see them become a regular don't complain, you can only do so much with certain characters before taking it out of context, like making Yusei funny I can never see it happening unless you count the abridged series's.

Disclaimer:I don't own NAruto or anything of thing of the Yugi-oh franchise because honestly I wouldn't be here doing this if I did.

Chapter one: The heart of the matter!

Alone in the slum sector of new domino city stood a 17-year-old teenager atop a pile of garbage, his translucent blue eyes gazed at the pile of trash beneath him, scanning it for untold treasures. This boy was named Naruto Uzumaki. His body was tanned, as he reached out and threw another piece of garbage off his pile. His face marred with markings resembling whiskers, as his blonde hair gently moved with the wind. The orange jumpsuit's sleeves flapped as he searched through the trash this time crouching down to get a better look. His face determined to find something of worth for his next meal, before it brightened in the moonlit night.

"Heh I got one Dattebayo, this should feed me for a week." His eyes beamed at the prospect of the chip in his filth covered hands. A quick wipe across his jumpsuit and he smiled holding the ener-chip in his hand. "What did that guy say this thing was worth again?" His brow furrowed in concentration as he quickly pocketed his new treasure before leaving the pile of trash. Whether it was by innate fate, or just dumb luck his footing tripped on a pipe sticking out. Comically he stumbled down the pile before crashing head first into another pile of discarded junk. His vision swam as he pulled his head from the pile, sadly if that wasn't enough for the poor boy as his head pulled free the two piles shifted before covering the poor teenager in heaps of trash. "Man today sucks, other than getting the ener-chip I got nothing but shit." another act of fate played it's part as a cardboard box slammed into the young blonde's face, even drawing the slightest blood from his nose. "Dammit I don't need this kinda crap you hear me satellite, you stuck-up pricks." His anger reaching a point many of the people in the slums have reached before, lashing out and trying to destroy the closest source of their misery, which was said box. "Like smashing into people's faces now huh, well guess what how do you like being kicked." Now it wasn't an uncommon fact that Naruto wasn't the brightest in all the world, but what really drove it home was that he was kicking a box and cursing at it profusely in the middle of the night alone in a what most people called a garbage dump.

A few minutes later, and a beat up box ripped open piqued the young Uzumaki curiosity stop to check its contents, and like a pirate that just found buried treasure he had struck it rich. Amongst the battered box were cards, and not just any cards oh no Naruto knew that these cards were, Yugi-oh cards and packs at that. He didn't know how to play the card game as no card really held his interest for too long, and that he couldn't make a deck of cool looking cards and win to save his life. So instead of collecting and using said cards for dueling, he traded the less appealing ones for meals, or parts and saved the cooler ones though the ones he kept had little worth in them in the first place. "Now lets see what we got here, Konoha Kollection." Now to the untrained eye a box full of one series of packs was a godsend, but to him these cards were worthless in the monetary value. Anything that arrived in a packaged supply such as these cards and so many packs included meant either they stopped making them because they didn't sell and that meant no monetary value. His eyes skimmed through the description of the series, it was based on an old domino city story of Arashi Kazama the container of the Kyuubi a demonic nine tailed fox. The story was passed down through new domino city, and Naruto knew it by heart, even he could retell the mighty battle between Arashi and Sasuke that ended the series all together. His imagination running wild, if the cards were half as badass as the story well then he'd actually have himself the coolest deck ever.

Oh lo and behold though he found something that had truly caught his eye, he wanted these cards and he was going to be damned if he didn't get them. The boy knew better though if he opened them here he would have to clean up after himself to search through the cards, and not leave an inkling of a trace behind since other scavengers knew of his nightly sifting. "Oh yeah I hit the motherload today, and there is no way that these cards aren't as awesome as the story." Unknownst to him the Konoha kollection was a unique series in itself. The series held 3 one of a kind cards, and the première one out of the nine was of course the Kyuubi no kitsune the nine tailed fox itself, sadly he paid that important detail no mind. Instead Naruto looked on at the various packs counting them out, 107 total. His course of action decided, the teenager hefted his cargo, and swiftly headed home with renewed vigor.

The trip wasn't long, but not short either a happy medium most would say. As the blonde entered the small rundown apartment, his eyes scanned the area for any signs of intrusion before locking up again for the night. The apartment was rather spartan in all things considered. He had the standard beaten up mattress, with the matching spring sticking out of it. A worn wooden chest along what seemed to be a cooler, resting at the front of his bed. A makeshift table of scrapped tin and paint cans for the table's legs lied in the center of his humble room. These were all nice things to the resident, but the one thing that stood out the most was the picture hanging off the back of his door in the rundown apartment, our heroes most prized possession in the world. This simple frame held the picture of the proud couple Miinato and Kushina Uzamaki both proud residents of the slum sector in new domino city. One a famous mechanic for D-cycles and the other a caring wife and loving mother, sadly they had passed away in a fire leaving the young Uzamaki all alone at the age of 6. Many nights you could find him fixated on the picture, remembering cherished memories from the time he spent with his loving parents, tonight wasn't one of those nights though

His attention shifted towards the beaten box, and the contents within it. Then probably the most exciting and nerve wrenching night in all of Naruto's life began as he started to open the packs of the Konoha Kollection. After an hour of going through packs and separating cards, Naruto found he had an impressive collection of cards at that, from having countless cards varying in level and effect, to the 4 Synchro summons laying before him. "Man this is so awesome, I mean look at these cards I've got almost all the tailed beast." His eyes glimmered as the one card held in his hand stood out above all the rest, the Kyuubi no Kitsune its image hypnotized him as it seemed to flicker to life before his very eyes. Young Uzamaki's happiness though wouldn't last though as prized as these cards were, they mattered little if the young Uzamaki didn't know the game, but that's where friends came in and he had those in spades. This situation though would be remedied later, as he resigned himself to bed letting his cards lay out across the tin table. He fell asleep never knowing the glow emanating off his prized card.

"Tch of course I'm stuck with another orphan." The seemingly empty apartment began to glow with a reddish tint, as one card snarled in his newest prison. "He even looks like the damnable brat." The picture's tails whipped back and forth in contemplation, thinking of a way to get out. That damnable silver-haired man it remembered gazing into his eye, and then he woke up inside one these insufferable cards and the worst part about it was that was the first time it had actual contact it had in kami knows how long. "How the mighty have fallen."The fox's features paused in contemplation before laying itself down resigning itself to its fate for now. It knew if their was a way for him to be sealed into this infernal prison, then just like before he'd find a way to escape it only was a matter of time. It let off another giant flash of red light before posing itself once more and went to sleep.

Elsewhere In the slum sector!

The flash of light didn't went unnoticed as another 17-year-old stared at the starry sky holding his own card glowing with a purple glow. As his auburn hair briefly fell in front of his face as he pushed it back behind his ear. The clothes he wore remained untouched, as though some unknown force stopped time just and repelled everything for the young man. His emerald-green eyes grinned as the roar of the police sirens closed in on him. "See Nibi I told you that we'd be caught it was only a matter of time before they would catch on." The madness flashed in his eyes as he slowly slipped his duel disk on, laughing as sector security surrounded him. "Well don't keep me waiting now, Nibi wants to play." The guards stayed back as a larger man walked forward, his eyes fixated on the boy laughing at his men. "Xander Nii, that's enough you know why were here and you can't escape this large man slipped on his duel disk as he stepped towards the now aptly named Xander as five cards shot into his hand, tonight was going to be a long night for those two.

Atop the Arcadia movement's headquarters!

Akiza Izinski a beautiful 16-year-old wrapped her arms around herself as she stared at the bright flash of red light in the slums. Her fair skin complimented the brown eyes, and dark burgundy hair she had. Her hair stopped at the chin with the addition of long, elbow-length bangs that frame both sides of her face. Her hands brushed against her forehead slightly touching the roller securely set atop of her head. It was a constant reminder of how she would never fit in with the world like Sayer said. Her wardrobe seemed to have a Victorian influence, along with a low-cut red corset with short, light green puffy sleeves and a high collar. She wore a red neck choker and an emerald crested, golden cross-shaped medallion, as well as a pair of dark, elbow-length gloves with a pair of gold bracelets above them. Her stockings are the same color as her gloves, and are connected to the matching skirt.

Sayer should have known what that glow was or at least had an idea of its origin. Her face contorted in pain as she grabbed her arm, crying out in pain as the mark of the dragon deeply burned across her forearm. Then as sudden as the searing pain started, it stopped. Oh how she hated this mark as it became a constant reminder of what she become. Along with the stupid bastards of the world, that looked at her with scorn she would show them all. "Gah, dammit all Sayer I'm going out, I need to stretch my legs okay." His response rung out from the roller giving the okay, just to be careful among the people. She snorted at his warning before heading out towards the slums looking for someone to vent on, and get to the heart of the matter behind the flashing red light.

Author's note:Okay their's chapter one, now that I think about it I better receive one damn review since i took up this challenge, but it's neither here nor there. The real concern of mine is using the biju to their full potential it's hard enough with making the cards all-powerful, so if anyone has an idea for the nibi, and nanabi I would greatly appreciate hearing them out. If you read this far please I beg you Read and Review this story.