Magan No Naruto

A Naruto/Nasu-verse Crossover Fic

A/N: Hey everyone. I'm finally back with Chapter 2 of Magan no Naruto! Sorry it took so long. I started this a while back, but my little cousin deleted the file before I could finish. So in the end, I had to write this all over. Combine that with my will to write leaving me more often than staying, you get the delay you had for this chapter. Still, I'm very sorry, and I hope you appreciate this one as much as the first. Please note that this story will mostly be told from Naruto's point of view. I don't know why, but I have a harder time writing this story any other way...

So, without further delay, let's get this show on the road!


DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto, or anything from the Nasu-verse. They belong to Masashi Kishimoto and Type-Moon respectively.


Chapter 02: Friends in Arms


Naruto's P.o.V.


It's amazing how time can fly by so fast. It's already been four years since my last meeting with Aoko-nee, and a lot has changed... Though, I suppose at the same time, nothing has changed as well. The village is still the same, with the same villagers who hold a grudge against me for being the Jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi no Kitsune. Though there are notably fewer people out in the streets thanks to what happened two years ago.

Apparently, a prized Prodigy of Konoha and elite ANBU captain, Uchiha Itachi, slaughtered most of his own clan, leaving only a select few alive. Nobody knows why he did it, but rumors say that he did it all to 'test his own limits'. I don't buy into that, however. I met Itachi a few times when I was younger, and he was a really nice person. Someone like him wouldn't just commit mass murder like that for such a trivial reason...

Anyways, over the past four years, I've really grown up. Not just physically, but mentally as well. I now stand at a moderate height of 5'1". I still had my spiky blond hair, blue eyes, and whisker marks, but I've also lost some baby fat, giving me a slightly more mature look.

I also went through a change in wardrobe. Gone was most of the orange from my clothing. I now wore a simple black sleeveless shirt, semi-baggy midnight blue pants, and the traditional shinobi sandals. I also wore a pair of fingerless gloves with metal plates on the backs.

The topic of changes aside, I can currently be found at the ninth training grounds, surrounded by several solid copies of myself, each one formed from the Kage Bunshin no Jutsu. I learned said technique from one of the scrolls Aoko-nee gave me before she left. They were good for actual combat, as well as information gathering and training.

I look around at my remaining clones, assessing the situation carefully. I have been at this for a while now, all in an attempt to get myself warmed-up for the Taijutsu portion of the Genin Exam that is being held later.

Once I feel I have a firm grasp on the situation, I make a "come" gesture with my right hand. This has the effect of letting my clones rush at me. I take a deep breath, before beginning to systematically take them all down.

I duck under the closest clone's straight punch, and quickly sweep it's legs out from under it before I land an uppercut to it's stomach, causing it to dispel. Taking my momentum, I spin in place and drive my elbow into the next clone, as I lean back to avoid a roundhouse from the third clone. Moving quickly, I catch it's leg as it barely grazes the tip of my nose, and with a brief burst of strength, I swing it into the fourth clone, dispelling them both. I'm finally down to the last one, and it seems to be thinking things through more than it's brethren.

I decide to take the initiative, and charge towards it. The moment I'm within range, the two of us begin to exchange blow after blow, neither of us managing to get through the others' guard. It isn't until I manage to catch a left hook from my clone that I get a chance to end it. I take the chance, and land a headbutt on my clone, causing it to finally dispel.

I grin slightly to myself as I admire my handiwork. After all, it's not every day an academy student can claim that they just beat a dozen or so copies of themselves. I was soon brought out of my thoughts by a familiar voice.

"Good morning, Naruto-kun!" A young man clad in a green spandex suit calls out to me as he approaches, a bright grin on his face. He is Rock Lee, a friend of mine from the previous year at the academy, and easily one of the nicest and most determined people I know.. Bandages are wrapped around his hands, and there are orange warmers covering the weights strapped around his ankles. His hair is done in a bowl-cut style, and he has a large set of eyebrows.

When I first met him, we were both training at the Academy's grounds. I was preparing for the final test of the year, while he was working towards Graduation. I ended up being surprised at how long he was able to go without resting, and how strong his attacks looked. I struck up a conversation with him, and we really hit it off. It turns out we were both looked down on in our classes. Me, because the behavior of my classmates' parents seemed to be passed on, and him, because he was unable to use ninjutsu or genjutsu. I ended up being completely honest with him, and told him about the Kyuubi, since I felt he was trustworthy enough, and I didn't want to risk a new friendship over a secret, no matter how big. And believe it or not, he didn't disappoint me.

He took it in stride, saying that I was very strong to keep something like the fox at bay. I thanked him wholeheartedly for his acceptance, and ever since, he and I were great friends.

"Ah, good morning, Lee! How are you doing this morning? Already finished your team meeting with Gai-sensei?" I ask cheerfully. Lee was on Team Nine with Hyuuga Neji and Tenten, with Maito Gai being their sensei. More than once, I've met up with them, and had a pleasant time. Granted, there have been times where I was wierded out a bit by some of Gai-sensei's antics, but he's a good man at heart.

"I'm doing well, Naruto-kun. My team has today off, so I was wondering if you'd like to train with me?" Lee asks, giving me a grin to top it off. The offer is tempting, but I know that if I accept, I'll be late for the academy, and more importantly, the graduation exam. And to be honest, I'd rather not disappoint Jiji by failing this year.

"Sorry, Lee. I'm afraid I can't. I need to get going soon so I'm not late to graduation." I politely decline his offer. However, he doesn't look disappointed. He instead gives me an understanding nod before flashing his "Nice Guy" pose. This earns a slight chuckle from me.

"Yosh, a youthful choice, Naruto-kun. I wish you the best of luck, and hope to see you become a proud genin!" Lee says, a smile playing on his features before he jogs off to the nearby training posts, and begins to plug away with punches and kicks. I can't help but give a silent 'thank you' to Kami for giving me such a good friend, before I take notice of the sun's position in the sky.

"I better get going now... Don't want to end up being late." I say to myself, before I began my trek to the Academy. Along the way, I see the villagers going about their usual morning routines, which happens to include a few glares in my direction, and angry whispers to each other. However, I brush it off with a small smile, thanks to a lesson Aoko-nee taught me during our time together:

"You can't let the villagers' bias get to you, Naruto. If you do, you'll just be proving them right. Instead, just take it in stride, and smile. Eventually, they'll see that you're not what they think you are." Those words gave me real hope, and whenever I find myself faltering under the village's bias, I simply think back to my time with Aoko-nee, and calm myself down.

It isn't long before I finally reach the Academy. The large building surrounded by fields for practicing the various ninja arts stands as tall as ever, yet it doesn't seem intimidating at all. At least, not to me. Stretching a bit, I proceed to head inside and into my classroom. Once there, I'm greeted by the sight of some of my classmates already being present.

The first one I notice is another friend of mine, though not yet on the same level of trust I have with Lee. His spiky black hair stands out from the high-collared coat he always seems to wear, with black shades hiding his eyes. He's almost always silent, so a lot of people think he's mute. His name is Aburame Shino, heir to the Aburame clan and bearer of Kikaichu insects.

Next, I take notice of a hairstyle that has a mild resemblance to a pineapple. The person it belongs to is clad in a mesh t-shirt that was mostly covered by a short sleeved gray jacket, brown pants, and the typical sandals. Soft snores can be heard coming from him, signaling that, as usual, he's asleep. His name is Nara Shikamaru, heir to the Nara clan, who are able to manipulate their shadows in numerous ways.

The third, and last other student present is someone I can actually relate to on certain levels. His spiky black hair sticks up a bit in the back, with two bangs framing his face. His appearance is completed by a loose-collared blue t-shirt, white shorts, and sandals. In his right hand is a book, and a small smirk is present on his features as he reads. He is Uchiha Sasuke, the last Uchiha loyal to Konoha. I don't know all the details as to what happened with the Massacre that brought that status about, but even I can tell there's something suspicious...

Regardless, I take a seat next to Sasuke, and pull out one of the scrolls Aoko-nee gave me. Namely, the scroll on summoning my own familiar. Ever since last year, I've been studying it thoroughly so I can be ready to perform the summoning.

It isn't long before the other students began to enter. From the loud and boisterous Inuzuka Kiba, to the timid and quiet Hyuuga Hinata. Along with the third to last student, a feeling of dread washes over me. And judging from his shudder, it happened for Sasuke too. Our fears are soon confirmed as the sounds of shouting erupt from the hallway.

"Out of the way, Pig!" "Move it, Forehead!" Two simultaneous shouts come from outside the door, before two girls try to enter at the exact same time. The result would be rather comical if it wasn't so... sad, I guess? Soon, the two break out of their stalemate, and get through at the same time. Of course, this doesn't settle things for them, as another argument breaks out.

"Hah! I got in first, Pig!" The girl on the right shouts. She has emerald green eyes, and long pink hair. Her outfit, consisting of a red sleeveless dress with a white pattern on the front and black shorts underneath, makes her stick out even more somehow. Her name is Haruno Sakura, and while she doesn't belong to a clan, her intelligence is surprisingly high. Not what you'd expect from someone in an argument like the one going on.

"Dream on, Forehead! I got here first, and you know it!" The girl on the left retorts. With long platinum blond hair and turquoise eyes, she's easily identifiable as a member of the Yamanaka clan, the "Mind Walkers" of Konoha. Her outfit is somewhat revealing, consisting of a short purple vest like shirt with a raised collar, a skirt that is cut off on the sides and bandages on her stomach and legs. She is Yamanaka Ino, heiress to the previously mentioned clan.

These two girls are known as the two biggest Sasuke fangirls in Konoha. When it comes to him, rationale seems to go out the window, and more often than not, trouble will ensue. Sasuke and I share a look, before returning to our reading. Of course, our attempts to ignore them are in vain when Sakura storms up to me, a glare on her face.

"Naruto-baka, get out of my seat! NOW!" She demands rudely, cracking her knuckles menacingly in an attempt to intimidate me. I look over to her, and sigh before beginning to speak.

"Haruno-san... There are no assigned seats in this class, nor does this particular seat bear your name. Now, please stop yelling, calm down, and take an open seat." I reply politely. However, this doesn't seem to go over well with her. With a snarl, she pulls her fist back and takes a swing at me. However, I manage to catch the hit while quickly standing up and moving behind her, twisting her arm in the process. She gives a yelp of pain as I keep my grasp a bit too firm.

"Haruno-san, while I know you like Sasuke-san's company-Perhaps a little too much—that does not excuse you from committing any act of violence on a fellow academy student outside of a spar. Now please, find a different seat before this gets out of hand." I say calmly, before releasing her arm, and sitting back down. Sakura shoots me one last glare, before reluctantly going to sit next to Shino. I shoot him an apologetic look, to which he gives an understanding nod.

After a few moments, two chuunin—identified by the special vests they wear—enter the classroom. The first is a tanned man with a scar across the bridge of his nose. His hair is done up in a ponytail, and he is clad in the typical chuunin attire. His companion is a pale man with no visible scars, but a forced smile on his face. His silver hair reaches down to his shoulders, and his hitae-ate is worn like a bandanna.

They are Umino Iruka and Touji Mizuki, the two instructors for this class. Mizuki seems to be your average academy instructor, not giving any special treatment to any student. Though, he does sometimes act a little suspicious. Iruka-sensei, on the other hand, is easily the better of the two teachers. He can be tough, but he makes sure that we're prepared for our careers as shinobi of Konoha.

Of course, he didn't start out like that for me. He was originally like everyone else, seeing me as the fox instead of myself. However, as time went by, I could see that he began to regret his actions as he saw what I've had to deal with in my life. It wasn't until last year that he finally approached me, and apologized for his bias. I simply smiled, and told him one of the lessons Aoko-nee taught me:

"Holding a grudge is never a good idea. All it does is cause more grief for everyone involved."

I forgave him, simple as that. Granted, I did keep him at arm's length, so to speak, until I was sure he was genuinely remorseful of his actions. Needless to say, he really was.

"Okay class, quiet down now. Today's a big day for all of you, and I understand that you're all excited, but we need to get things underway." Iruka says to the entire class, bringing me out of my thoughts. I put away my scroll, and begin to pay attention to his speech.

"Today marks the end of four years that you all have attended the Konoha Shinobi Academy, and it goes without saying that I'm proud of each and every one of you. You've all shown tremendous progress through years, and I'm glad I was your instructor so I could watch each of you grow up into fine students. This will be our last time meeting as Teachers and Students for those who pass, and for those who don't, it's just a 'Farewell for now'." Iruka-sensei says confidently, with a smile on his face before he nods to Mizuki. The silver-haired chuunin nods back, before passing out papers to everyone.

"The first part of the Genin Exam is the Written Portion. You must simply answer each question to the best of your ability, and try to get a seventy percent or higher. Even if you don't, it's still possible to pass overall. You all have one hour to finish." He pauses to scan over the entire classroom, making sure that everyone has an exam sheet. Once he finishes, he gives a nod to himself before continuing to speak.

"Now that everyone has an exam sheet, you may now... Begin!" He says, and not even a full second later, the sound of pencils scratching against paper fills the room, my own included. The hour we were given seems to fly by, as everyone finishes one by one. It feels like it's only been a few minutes, but time soon runs out, and Iruka-sensei claps to get the class's attention. I, along with everyone else, look up from the exam to him.

"Alright, class. The first portion of the Genin Exam is now over. Now, if you all will follow me outside, so we can conduct the Taijutsu portion!" With that, he goes to the door leading to the Academy's sparring grounds and opens it. Taking this cue, the entire class stands up, and walks out the door in a single file line. I'm naturally the last one to reach the door. When I do, I cast a glance back into the classroom in Mizuki's direction. I catch a glimpse of a malicious gleam in his eyes as he goes around to collect the exam sheets. I narrow my eyes, but I don't linger any longer than that.

It isn't long before everyone is at the Academy Training Grounds and quiet, thanks to Iruka-sensei's supervision. Everyone listens intently as he explains the rules of this portion of the exam. Basically, it's a series of "Round-Robin" taijutsu spars. Weapons, Ninjutsu, and Genjutsu are prohibited, and using any of them will result in an instant loss. Same deal for if you land out of the ring. I feel a bit nervous, since my training has mostly revolved around me using a kunai or a knife for close-range combat...

Soon, everyone is put into teams of three, with myself paired up with Hinata and Chouji. I feel a bit more confident now, knowing that I have two supportive friends with me. After I take a deep breath, I focus in on what Iruka-sensei is saying again.

"Now that the teams are all set, the first match will be Naruto, Hinata, and Chouji against Sasuke, Sakura, and Shikamaru. Both teams, please choose one of your members and have them enter the ring." With that, both teams enter a huddle... Though we can easily hear Sakura nominating Sasuke with the reason being that he could win all three matches hands down. A sigh escapes my lips at that.

"Hinata... Why don't you go first? Your taijutsu is the best out of all of us." Chouji whispers, and I can't help but nod in agreement. It makes sense for us to get a strong start, after all. Giving a nod and a meek "Y-yes", Hinata breaks from the huddle, and steps into the ring at the same time Sakura does. Once Iruka gives the signal to start, Sakura charges, while Hinata assumes a defensive stance.

The match itself is somewhat amusing. Sakura, while superior than Hinata when it comes to brute force, lacks the style and agility that Hinata has. As a result, we are all treated to the sight of our pink-haired classmate growing more and more frustrated as she continues to fail to land a single hit on Hinata. After a few minutes, it becomes clear that Sakura is wearing down, and with one final attempt at a punch, misses and slumps to her knees, panting heavily. She raises her hand as a sign that she forfeits.

"It seems we have our first winner! Hinata takes a flawless victory to her team! Now, will the next two combatants step into the ring?" Iruka announces, apparently getting into his role as the "tournament" announcer. Chouji and I share a nod, and he moves into the ring as Shikamaru does the same. Once Hinata is back on our side of the ring, I give her a grin and a quick congratulations. However, instead of thanking me, she gains a rather large blush and faints on the spot. I raise an eyebrow in confusion at this.

"Round two is Nara Shikamaru versus Akimichi Chouji. Without any delay, you may begin!" Iruka calls out... Only for Shikamaru to forfeit two seconds later with the excuse of the match being too troublesome. A sweatdrop forms on the back of everyone's heads at this, before Iruka clears his throat, and calls the last two competitors of this match to the ring.

"Will Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto step into the ring, please?" He calls out. After some reassuring looks from Chouji and Hinata, I step forth and face Sasuke. A pleasant smile is on his face, and I feel a bit more relaxed. We both step closer to the center, and shake hands as a gesture of good sportsmanship, before returning to our starting positions. Iruka smiles at our good attitudes, before raising his hand up into the air.

"The final round of the first match, Uzumaki Naruto versus Uchiha Sasuke... Begin!" With that, we both rush each other. As soon as we meet at the mid-point, we both swing our fists forward, and lean our heads to the sides to avoid the incoming punches. We soon break away from each other and rush back in to try and land a a string of punches and kicks against one another. However, we'd both end up blocking or dodging.

However, a chance soon presents itself to me. I crouch beneath one of Sasuke's punches which extended a bit too far, and spring into a straight-up jump kick that connects with his jaw. We remain airborne for a few moments, before we both land. I do so on both feet, and Sasuke does so on his back. A chuckle escapes his lips as he pushes himself into a sitting position and rubs his now-sore jaw.

"Not bad, Naruto... Didn't know you were that strong!" He says with a grin as he stands up, and resumes his fighting stance. I return his grin, and charge him once more... Only to stop when Iruka calls out to us.

"Halt! The match is already over!" I nearly fall over at his words, while Sasuke just looks down in confusion... Before his eyes widened. I look up, and mirror his expression at the apparent result of my kick.

Sending someone taller than you five feet past the limits of the ring with just a kick can do that to a guy, after all.

"Well, damn. I was hoping to have a bit more fun. Thanks for the match anyways, Naruto." Sasuke says as he approaches me, holding out his hand. After I get back up, I take his hand and we share a firm shake.

The rest of the matches proceed by without any problems or anything exciting happening, so I begin to chat with Hinata, Sasuke, Chouji, and Shikamaru to pass the time. After what felt like only a few minutes, we hear the sound of a whistle coming from Iruka-sensei. It looks like the matches are over now, and everyone is lining up in front of him. We do the same, and listen to what he has to say.

"Well done, class. You all performed admirably, and fought fairly. As long as you keep training, all of you will only get better. Now, Mizuki and I shall call you inside one by one in order for you to take the final part of the exam, Ninjutsu. You will simply be asked to perform the three basic academy jutsu. Extra credit will be possible if you can show us an extra jutsu, so now is a chance to show your skills." Iruka-sensei explains, before calling out the first student's name, and heading inside with them.

I decide to take this time to resume my reading, and pull out my scroll to continue from where I left off.

"A familiar is essentially the assistant of a magus. Since magi tend to separate themselves from society, the creation and/or summoning of a familiar to perform small tasks, such as running errands or gathering supplies is considered orthodox. While a separate entity from the summoner or creator, familiars are seen as an extension of a magus as there is a physical and spiritual connection between the two. Please note that familiars are fundamentally different from creatures who are bound by a contract and summoned."

As soon as I reach it, I read that passage carefully. I can't help but picture something akin to two people being glued together when I read the part about there being a physical connection. I'm soon brought from my thoughts however, when I hear Iruka-sensei call my name. Looking around, I see I'm the last person in the training grounds. Shrugging, I reroll the guide and pocket it before heading inside.

Once I'm back in the classroom, I stand in front of Iruka-sensei and Mizuki—the former of the two giving me a small smile, and the latter giving me a strange look... I shrug it off, and prepare myself for the final part of the test.

"Alright, Naruto. First, you must perform the Kawarimi. Feel free to replace yourself with anything present in this room. At first, I get the urge to switch with the clipboard in Iruka-sensei's hands for a mild joke, but I decide against it. In the end, I pull off a quick Kawarimi with one of the chairs in the room, before switching back. Iruka-sensei and Mizuki jot down a score on their clipboards, before Iruka-sensei speaks up again.

"Very good. Now, please perform the Henge. And please, no jokes..." At the desperation in his tone, I can't help but snicker lightly. It seems he still has trouble handling the Oiroke I came up with last year as part of a bet. Shrugging, I think over what I could transform into for a moment, before deciding on one target. With a a set of three seals, I soon transform into a copy of the Yondaime Hokage in a plume of smoke. Both Iruka-sensei and Mizuki jot down a score again as I return to normal.

"Great job. Now, all you need to do is perform a Bunshin and create at least three clones." Despite my training, I still have great trouble with that technique. So, I decide to resort to the technique Aoko-nee gave me.

"Alright... Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!" In a cloud of smoke, four solid copies of myself appear, with two at either side of me. Iruka-sensei's eyes widen, while I could swear I heard Mizuki curse under his breath.

"V-very good, Naruto... I don't know how you got your hands on that technique, but it is worth a passing grade..." He says, shock evident in his tone of voice as he hands me a hitae-ate. I grin proudly, before answering his unspoken question.

"It was a gift from a precious friend of mine... Someone like an older sister to me." With that, I turn and head outside, with my new headband tied around my forehead. As I do, I can hear the dark whispers of the villagers in the area to pick up their kids.

"Look... He managed to pass..."

"I can't believe Hokage-sama is letting him become a ninja..."

"We should've stopped him long ago... Now we'll be destroyed by that-"

"Shush! You know the law... One more word, and it'll be your head!"

Of course, I know that they're talking about the Kyuubi. But I don't let them get to me. I've got friends... Precious people who I can trust with my life, and they can do the same with me. As long as I have them, I can honestly say I'm happy.

I soon found myself at the Ichiraku's ramen stand to celebrate my graduation. As I enjoyed my meal and a friendly chat with Teuchi-jii and Ayame-neechan, a part of me wonders if there will ever be a day where these innocent times would end. I knew that it would, since part of a shinobi's profession involves killing... But what I didn't know...

.. Is that I'd be experiencing that time sooner than I thought... And all because of a traitor, and a girl...


Chapter 02: Friends in Arms... Complete.


PREVIEW


I knew ahead of time that becoming a ninja would mean I'd eventually have to stain my hands with blood... I just never expected that time to come so soon... When Mizuki steals the Forbidden Scroll in an attempt to gain power, I somehow get caught up in the middle... And something inside me awakens... When I come too, my vision is flooded with red... A strange girl clad in a black dress later confronts me about what happened... My memory of the confrontation is hazy, but there's one thing I remember clearly...

The lines... were back.

Next time on Magan no Naruto... Chapter 03: "Bloodstained Ancestry".

What's wrong with me...?