After a certain point in my life, all I wanted was solace. I wanted solace and three other things.
Alcohol, sex, and something to smoke, cigarettes or something bordering on the twilight of right and wrong, marijuana being the most available. Those were the things I wanted. They were easy to obtain for a person like me, a handsome motherfucker with connections everywhere. If I wanted a room for me and twelve other women then give me ten minutes and some time to undo my sash, I'd be fucking set for two whole days.
Maybe three days if I didn't get bored.
After a third I was tired of looking at their faces and wanted some time to drink and smoke by myself.
The name's Naruto Uzumaki, preferably just Naruto when I didn't have to sigh papers. Minato and Kushina were just carriers as far as I was concerned. A week after I found out they were my parents, a single fuck was not given. Not that there were any to give anyway.
But the rest is a story for another time. Let's just get to the good part for now.
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Being dragged into a war was not on Naruto's bucket list. If it was, well then he was one sick fuck.
However being pinned between undead Kage, Red-Dawn members on their period, 'cept one of the women who never ceased to make him smile, Konan, an undead former Uchiha Clan Head, biiju, a ten-tailed god, and the first bitch to eat a fruit from said god, well, he had a shit-ton and a half to deal with.
Ever since he was little, he had only fought when provoked, he never sought out fights. And this bitch of a progenitor of chakra had definitely provoked him several times over. Killing one of the few people he called family, his might-as-well-be grandfather, and others he called friends. This bitch was going fucking down.
It was only him and Kaguya now. And he was ragged himself. Panting, his left eye was bleeding, multiple lacerations along his arms, though they were healing, albeit slowly. Maybe he should have taken Bee's advice to master Kurama's chakra…
Bah, too much work.
Kaguya was battered, bruised, and seemed to be on her last legs as well. Everyone was down, even Sasuke, though they were on a different part of the battlefield. "You've given me more than enough trouble, boy, it is time you fall, stubborn brat," she spat at him, both her Byakugan and her red Rinnegan glaring at him.
"Heh," Naruto grinned a bloody grin at her as he spat blood to the side. "The only people who can talk to me like a child is when I role-play, yet even as a 'child' I still take the lead, bitch," he grinned at her. His right eye, electric blue, the eye that was given to him at birth, and the left eye with white sclera, black iris, a red, four pointed shuriken with a red spiral in the center, around the pupil. An eternal Mangekyo Sharingan.
Pale-blonde hair was covered by a white beanie, black singes covering it. To all women, he had a punkish look that made them swoon but he looked like a man with his angular jaw-line. No whisker-marks occupied his cheeks like in his earlier years as they had grown dim, virtually unnoticeable. A diagonal scar reached from the top his left cheekbone to the beginning of his left eyebrow. Various tattoos were on his arms, different kanji, images, and words.
He wore a crimson-colored vest, unzipped slightly showing off his chest. It had white trimming though it also had developed multiple slashes in it. He wore black pants with baggy cloth around the thighs and tape around the shins as well as black, closed-toe ninja sandals. Around his waist were two sashes, both white at different lengths and pointed in the same direction. Burn marks and gashes covered his clothing much to his annoyance.
He always did like his choice of clothing, somewhat ninja, somewhat unconventional. Though he just looked like a punk to most, if not all.
Kaguya glared at the young, 19-year-old blonde as she levitated in the air. The Rabbit Goddess raised both of her hands at the blonde as her chakra flared. "Chibaku Tensei!" (Planetary Devastation)
A black orb was released from between her hands, and Naruto knew this technique all too well. He braced himself as he floated upward towards the black orb on a piece of earth. Pein had used this to great effectiveness, and Naruto knew how to counter it.
His sage-mode activated mere milliseconds later. A black, hollow, circle appeared on his forehead with another black, full circle in the center of the hollow one, reminiscent of a third eye. Lines appeared below his eyes, going from the middle of his bottom eye-lids and then backwards. A black hue also developed around his eyes. This was the Mokuton Sage-Mode only attained by himself and the Shodaime Hokage.
As he floated, he spread his legs, and flared his chakra to sage-enhanced highs. He let loose an almost primal scream. "Senpō: Mokuton: Toripuru Shin Sūsenju!" (Sage Art: Wood Release: Triple True Several Thousand Hands).
If there were any onlookers, they would see three gargantuan statues appear around Kaguya with several thousand hands.
Kaguya's eyes widened as she let loose the Chibaku Tensei to defend herself from the attacks. Even for a mortal, he had enormous levels of chakra, bordering the level of the nine-tails itself. And even more perfect chakra control.
As she let loose the Chibaku Tensei, Naruto smirked savagely before he focused with his Sharingan eye and jumped up in the air, breaking right through the clouds.
Fist after fist flew towards the mother of chakra, herself destroying each that she could. Rubble fell around her, from the mass of earth she had willed into the air. She absorbed chakra from each that came into contact with her, though she did feel some damage from the Senjutsu chakra.
She, the progenitor of chakra was running low on it. She had no time to absorb any as she had been fighting both he and the other black-haired boy. While Hagoromo could not give Naruto his Yang chakra as he had not mastered Kurama's chakra of which had only been partially stripped from him, he gave the blonde something else that was clearly enhancing his capabilities to down her.
She was snapped from her thoughts as she was hit aside by a fist. She growled as she disintegrated it with her bones...only to hear something falling. Kaguya looked up only for her eyes to widen.
Naruto was falling in an enormous suit of ethereal armor, dark-green in color, an Amaterasu covered lance in one hand, shield in another, and swords, resembling katana, in the other two.
She could see his grin, cuts on his face, and blood streaming from his left eye. He was planning on ending this.
Naruto, still Senjutsu enhanced, grinned as his eyes narrowed. "You're going down you fucking bitch!" His entire being racked itself as his stomach lurched with excitement. He was going to win!
He was moving at speeds unseen before the Hirashin, a meteorite, armed to the teeth, ready to decimate anyone and anything beneath him.
She moved to get out of the way, only to be restrained by the hands on the statues. No! This couldn't be the end! It couldn't! She had to do something to prevent her death! Again! She fumbled to move, every single cell in her brain telling her to use a technique only to remember that this child's Mokuton was like no other, not even that Fire Shadow's. It could suppress her chakra to a degree!
Running low on available chakra, she prepared to dimension jump, only for his Senjutsu chakra, in which she was practically bathed in, to taint her casting.
A fraction of a second before he would have hit, she cast the technique pulling her, and anything-anyone- close to her with her. And with a flash of green later, as well as a shockwave, both of the combatants were gone.
And with that, the Shinobi Alliance had won the war with Sasuke dispelling the Tsuki no Mei later. Though one question was on everyone's minds.
What happened to Uzumaki Naruto?
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Living a life of the joys of the flesh, Naruto was not accustomed to sleeping on the ground. He would but only after he had mentally prepared himself and only when he had to. By no means was he afraid of the outside or being a shinobi, he simply enjoyed a nice goddamn bed.
And usually the ground was warm, or at least somewhat.
During his earlier years, before he was taken on to be trained, he slept on the ground and during his years of training he slept on the floors, ground, in tents, wherever.
This ground he was laying on was fucking freezing.
He groaned as he pushed himself up. His bones popped, his muscles ached, and he had a killer headache. He felt shackles around his ankles and wrists. He closed his left eye on instinct as it pulsed in pain. Must have been from the overuse… the blonde mused as he recalled his fight with Kaguya.
Feh, bitch wasn't around or trying to kill him, wasn't his problem.
Only seconds later did his left eye open and both of them widen as he lurched forward and sprayed blood on the ground in a coughing fit. "Fuck," Naruto said to no one in particular as he wiped the rest of it away from his mouth with his forearm.
He closed his left eye again as it pulsed and sat upright before finding a wall to lean against. He could feel at least seven guards outside the door with two more life-forms on the way towards his, he assumed, cell. As well as one life-form inside the cell-
"Hello," the voice said as if reading his mind, a feminine touch, he noticed, though that was an afterthought. Hey, he also noticed he was horny, and craving something to smoke, but eh, he didn't have time for that.
"Sup," he responded uncaringly as his one open eye adjusted to the darkness rather quickly, his pupil dilating to allow more light to enter it. He noticed that woman who was on the other end of the cell was a woman, lying against the cobblestone in chains similarly to how he was restrained. He wondered if he should ask where he was briefly before he noticed how large her stature was, well from what he could guess she was easily six and a half feet tall.
Him being five foot ten, she towered over him.
He always did wonder what it would be like to fuck a girl taller than him.
Moments passed and neither of them spoke though she seemed to notice the blood on the floor beside him. "Are you alright?" she asked tentatively as she adjusted positions causing her chains to rattle before she hissed slightly, grabbing her right hand as if someone had broken it. He idly noticed the green hue radiating from her hand but didn't ask.
"I'm fuckin' peachy. Locked up in a cell in fuck knows where with a headache that's kicking my ass-", he then noticed a red hue on his right hand and noticed a gash radiating red power that shined almost mystically. "And now I have a hickey from hell on my hand. Ya know what? I'm fuckin' swell," Naruto chuckled dryly as he spat to the side. God! He'd kill for something to smoke right now.
The horned woman chuckled, almost painfully, as she noticed his. "Does yours not hurt?" she asked.
Naruto looked at her, or rather her shadow as he tried to put a face on the voice. "Yeah, it does, but it's controllable. I've been through worse," he said the last part more to himself as he recalled being stabbed in just about every major joint or having Kurama extracted from him, put back in him, and then partially extracted again by the bitch trying to steal his supposed power source.
"I can hear you, you know," Naruto heard a deep voice resonate from his mind. The voice didn't sound angry, simply tired and annoyed.
Oh hey, Kurama, ol' buddy ol' pal, how ya been? Naruto chuckled lightly at the small growl that was elicited.
"I'm doing just fucking fantastic, Naruto. You try being in a cage while your cage is being twisted and turn through the corners of reality," Kurama growled again.
Any idea what this red shit is on my hand? Naruto asked the fox moments after an internal chuckle.
"As long as I can still sleep and it not affect me, I could give less than zero fucks what it is. Now let me regain my chakra," Kurama told the Jinchuriki before severing the mental connection the two possessed, in which Naruto assumed he was going to sleep at that time, lazy ass fox.
Naruto phased back into the 'conversation' he was having, he saw the woman moving her lips. He nodded repeatedly while gazing around, "Uh huh," he said a few times, as well as "Yeah, I totally agree."
Sigh, if he didn't hurt so much he would have been out of this cell and not have to pretend to pay attention.
"And that's when they started the genocide-," the woman continued.
"Totally agree," he said before the silence became noticeable.
He blinked his open eye a few times before he heard a soft laugh and the chains rattle. He assumed she had discovered his not paying attention. "I knew you weren't paying attention, dimwit," the woman told him blandly.
"Yup, I totally agree."
The woman rolled her eyes just as the door to the room flew open allowing multiple figures to enter as well as the flames on the unlit torches in the room to burst to life, almost magically.
The seven guards from earlier and the other two lifeforms moving towards the room had entered room, if he was recalling their signatures. He stood up and grinned. "Oh, is it my birthday? I don't recall ordering two strip-," the blonde was cut short as a metal-covered fist buried itself in his gut.
He smirked as he bended into it, looking up to see a tan-skinned woman with black hair and hazel-colored eyes. She had a dark-colored scar on her right cheek bone and another on the middle of her left jawline, the former reaching downwards in a diagonal direction, and the latter in a vertical direction. She wore strange armor; an eye with what Naruto assumed was the sun behind it.
The paint was white in color. Aside from the designs on the armor, she wore a black-colored chest-plate that bore some wear on it. On her hands she wore brown leather gloves with pointed studs on them that extended right just below her elbow. On her feet she wore brown leather boots with similar studs that extended to her knees with added knee guards. On her shoulders were a set of pauldrons, dull silver in color with once piece of metal up on another, the one above it jutting outwards, the one below following her shoulder.
She wore dull black leather padding beneath her chest-piece and chainmail below that. Along with the sword and shield she was carrying, she would have been intimidating to most.
The other woman was garbed in light purple but not quite lavender colored robes with chainmail beneath it. On her hands she wore similar gloves to the former woman and the same boots though they came up to her mid shin. She had blue eyes and red hair. She also sported leather armor on her shoulders and thighs along with and unidentifiable crest to Naruto on holding her robe together.
"Damn, I like 'em feisty," Naruto grinned at her only for her brows to furrow and rage to fill her eyes.
The armored woman pushed him to the side making him laugh again as he simply walked away after being pushed. Naruto's eyes focused on the woman he had been talking to earlier making him raise an eyebrow at her appearance.
She had dark grey skin and was, like he predicted about six and a half feet tall if not a hair taller. She had red eyes and a delicate face though it was clear she had seen battle or at least some fighting before. Midnight black locks were tied in a ponytail with bangs covering the right side of her face. She was cute in Naruto's opinion. She had a nice figure, not overbearing like Tsunade's (though to Naruto, Tsunade's figure was juuuuuust right), but shaped nicely. Athletic and fit, ready to kick the shit out of anyone and the woman seemed to have some muscle on her, too. Like those Kunoichi in the Nadeshiko village.
Her ears were also pointed, Naruto idly noticed.
Oh those were some great times.
For clothing, the grey-skinned woman wore a simple cloth to cover her breasts though it wasn't thin, it actually looked durable. It was black with red lining. For pants she wore silver-colored, skin-tight leggings that seemed to have been stitched together with red string. On her feet she wore simple leather boots.
Speaking of string, the woman had multiple threads along her arms, on her hands; she wore red string that mimicked gloves, tied around the thumb, and all of her fingers, as well as her wrists and up to halfway on her forearm. Some strings were tied around her biceps and a few were on her waist as well.
"I would not imagine a Qunari up here without a reason, no?" the tan-skinned of the two women spoke, her hand wavering dangerously over her sword.
The Qunari, Naruto presumed that was the grey woman's race, was about to speak before the other woman cut in. "I am also curious as to what a Vashoth is here for, a hornless one at that. Your kind is treated dearly under the Qun, no? Why have you left the Qun?" she asked the woman before a tremble shook the foundations of the prison, or at least that was what Naruto presumed it was, the prison that is.
The guards looked around frantically as some stones fell from the roof. A large portion missed Naruto by mere inches which made him blink a few times. He sighed almost unnoticeably before he turned around and started pulling on the shackles, trying to break them. Fuck this was so troublesome.
"Leiliana, we don't have time for this. Our soldiers can only hold off the demons pouring out of the breach for so long," Cassandra spoke, interrupting the almost interrogation that Leiliana was about to assume.
Demons? Oh this should be fun, Naruto though sarcastically.
The Qunari woman hissed in pain as she fell against the wall, holding her hand. "The mark seems to be killing you," Leiliana spoke to the grey-skinned woman in a pseudo-caring voice. The Qunari which didn't respond instead just looked at Naruto of which was still turned around.
"What about him? What of his mark?" she asked Cassandra and Leiliana. "He says that his hurts as well."
Cassandra hummed for a moment before shaking her head. "We will escort both of you prisoners to the breach. You two are the ones responsible so I will be taking you-"; the Seeker was cut short by a sneeze…from behind her.
She turned to see the pale-haired blonde with the white beanie and not much more than rags with his hands behind his head, looking innocent as he walked out the door. Her eyes widened as she turned back to see broken shackles on the floor.
She turned back around again only to see her guards on the floor and with Leiliana in a daze at seeing him move so fast. "Ah, sorry, one flinched in my direction. Just a reflex," he chuckled slightly before he made an 'Aha!' sound. A small puff of smoke later, he was seen holding a thin, short, white object in between his lips and fire coming from his left index finger.
Naruto inhaled deeply before smoke bellowed from his nostrils. "Oh, I missed this feeling," he said as he took the would-be cigarette from his mouth with his index finger and middle finger.
"You're a mage!" Cassandra made to take out her sword only for Leiliana to stop her. The black-haired Seeker looked at her friend only to find her shaking her head no.
"If he is an Apostate, then he will know more about this. It would be to your benefit," the red-head persuaded, pushing her hand down so that Cassandra would re-sheath her sword.
"Ya, see," Naruto cut in making all available eyes look towards him, "I'm not going anywhere with anyone. As far as I'm concerned," he took another puff from his blunt, "this doesn't concern me. So adios, muchachos," he told them and was about to walk away only for the voice of the grey-skinned woman to stop him.
Cassandra had her sword drawn at this point. This man was dangerous, very dangerous. She could see it in his body language. He was trained to fight, from a very early age, just like she was supposed to have been as a Seeker.
"Wait!" Celeste called out to him, Naruto stopped. "You said you didn't know where you were, right?" He didn't respond, only turning his body to where she saw a closed eye and one open, electric blue one. "If you help us, help me, get to the breach in the sky, I'll give you any information on where you are that you want," Celeste told him; somewhat hoping that he'd stick around so that she had someone to level with when it came to the green thing that was on her hand.
Naruto hummed, he could always get the information himself, but that could possibly be a long and tedious process. Though the Seeker's loud voice cut through his musings. With such an exotic and elegant voice that Naruto would want to make scream, it got annoying very quickly.
"Do not bargain with him! He is a prisoner, an Apostate that needs to know his place!" Cassandra said as she drew her sword fully with Leiliana taking a step backward in the process, not wanting to be the voice of reason at the time.
"Listen, Cassandra-chan," Naruto used her name with his homeland's affectional suffix, not that she knew what it meant anyway. The tan-skinned woman glared in response. "This nice woman or whatever the hell she is, was talking to me, so zip it, alright?" Naruto told her, flicking some ashes to the ground in the process.
Cassandra bristled quickly, very quickly. She moved to decapitate him…and succeeded.
Leiliana and Celeste both looked on, the former with a shake of her head and the latter with a look of horror. Satisfied at slaying the impudent Apostate as she had done so many a times before with others, she turned to address the remaining prisoner only to hear a 'poof' behind her. She turned back, ready to swipe at the next thing that moves, only to find a log, cut in half.
"Ya know, that's really not nice, Cassandra-chan," Naruto told her. He was now in front of her, holding both her sword and shield.
The seeker looked at her back and sheath, only to find both areas empty. She growled an almost primal growl at this Apostate. Leiliana, however, was amazed at this man's speed and she dare say substitution with the log.
"Now, ah, what's your name?" Naruto looked at the Qunari.
"Celeste," she told him, a moment before she noticed her shackles were in pieces around her.
"Alright, Celeste-chan, let's follow these, erm, nice people to the, fuck, what's it called, Breach, there we go," Naruto said as those present sweat-dropped.
She nodded to him while rubbing her wrists, content that the shackles were gone. Whoever this man was, he was strong.
Another tremble shook the place they were in.
Cassandra spoke just as her soldiers were becoming conscious once more. "We must get to the breach!" she told Leiliana before she turned back to Naruto and Celeste only to find both of them gone, her sword back at her hip and her shield situated on her back once more.
A voice spoke from behind her.
"Oi, Cassandra-chan, you ready to or what?" Naruto said as she turned around to see both him and Celeste outside the cell door, the former with a grin on his face and the latter looking nauseated.
She sighed.
Why Maker why did she deserve such impudent and rebellious prisoners?
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I wanted to give Naruto a punk attitude as well as actions. Yeah, he drinks. Yeah, he smokes weed. Yeah, he smokes cigarettes.
I also noticed Shisui had a Susanoo now. I thought that was cool, and for reference's sake, it also said that Shisui activated his Susanoo with just one eye. So boom, there ya go.
I've always thought of a Triple Thousand Handed Statue. And I just had to.
But there ya go! I couldn't write Incarnate with this plugging the hole. I wrote this in the span of two days and I'm halfway done with the next chapter of Incarnate. Shouldn't be too long before that thing is out. Right now, I've put notices on stories that are up for adoption. Every story save for this one, Incarnate, Striving for Greatness (which I'm not actively working on), and Kuchiyose no Planeswalker, is up for adoption. Just ask for the others.
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