Yes, the first chapter was utterly boring, wasn't it? D Well good news, kiddies. I hate not getting to the point half the time, so this chapter is the subtle beginning of the plot, in a sense. More history and such than anything. Uhm. Yeah. Enjoy. ;)
Pairings: SasuNaru so far. More to come as the story progresses. Feel free to make requests. That doesn't mean I'll chose to do that pairing, though.
Warnings: Gore, and quite detailed too. If I get anyone saying it's too much for PG13, I will gladly raise the rating to R/M. Vulgar language; sexual situations—no actual sex, sorry guys. And lastly, Yaoi. All flames will be either ignored, or just something to fuel my fire and keep me writing so I can piss more people off. ;D
Disclaimer: … Reminding me won't get this fanfiction done any faster.
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CLASH – Chapter Two
"Pull back! Pull back!"
"What are those things? Monsters!"
"Damn it! I said pull the hell back! Before you get killed!"
"It's no use; they're inhuman!"
Something about the battlefield was exhilarating. Just knowing you were on the verge of winning. Seeing the fear in the eyes of your prey and watching them squirm minutes after they insulted you cockily. It was thrilling, and so much better than a drug.
Murder was oddly… addicting.
"Wha—What the hell are.. you?" The boy scrambled, tripping over his own feet and flipping himself on his back. His eyes writhed in his head with fear, frantically shaking as he attempted to stay still. But how was it possible, to be brave in the face of the devil?
"Demon!"
Had the opponent not been inhuman, the boy's companion would have taken them by surprise. Screaming a battle cry, the newcomer bolted from behind the abomination with a dagger, brandishing the weapon wildly and blindly. The creature turned indolently, and to the naked eye, moved not an inch while the frightened boy's companion was dismembered. His mouth dropped open, eyes widening and sweat flickering with sheen along his face.
"Oh my Go—"
The creature grinned, standing still, and watched with a malicious pleasure as the vulnerable male in front of him was decapitated. Such was the adrenaline of murder: overpowering the powerful.
"I think a winner has been declared, boys." The creature spoke, bones cracking noisily as the forms changed. He turned to face his grinning and smirking team. "We have extended our territory."
"The fools didn't even see it coming." One laughed, raising his knife in the air in victory. "Haha--! Humans are so pathetic, right guys?" The group cheered their approval, a few kicking at corpses in joy of their win.
"What now, Alpha?" The 'creature' questioned, stepping forward toward a dark alley.
The "Alpha" did not come forward, rather, merely sat where he was upon a few boxes, face calm and cool as if nothing had taken place. His eyes, the color of the blood that stained the pavement, narrowed.
"What else, Kisame? We celebrate."
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"Ok, so you just have to use the Pythagorean theorem. Then you want to place your result under height, and multiply that by the product of base one and base two. Afterwards, divide the product of that by two, and you have the area of a Trapezoid. Simple enough, right?" Sakura raised her head, smiling proudly, before said smile dropped into a frown as she watched her friend balance a pencil on his nose. She glared at him, and when he sensed the pause and the glare, he lowered his gaze to her, before dropping the pencil and rubbing his nose with a stifled "ow!" She rolled her eyes in response.
"… Huh? Sorry Sakura, can you explain it again?" The pink haired girl sighed in frustration and closed the book sharply and loudly.
"Naruto! How do you expect to get help in Geometry if you don't even listen to me!" He hesitated for a while, before grinning.
"I don't." Sakura's arms rose above her head in a sign of giving up, and she packed away the book before turning around to face Kiba.
"Can you believe this idiot?" She mocked, jabbing her thumb in Naruto's direction.
"Hey--!" He whined, forgetting about the pencil and plopping his arms lazily on the table, resting his head in them. "I'm not an idiot. I'm just lazy."
"And an idiot." Kiba chimed in, grinning his toothy grin from ear to ear.
"Shut up, dog breath!"
"Make me, fox face!"
"I have my gun."
They both shut up, looking worriedly over at Shikamaru, who rubbed his temples and sighed. "So troublesome. You two just lost me some time to sleep."
"Shika, don't you spend half the day sleeping? Christ. You act like a—"
"Don't say it. I am not a cat, Kiba." He grumbled, cutting the canine off. Kiba snorted, but didn't continue. The table was silent for a moment while the group of friends either ate, worked, or did absolutely nothing.
"Hey! Hey guys! He—Augh, move it!—Guys! Guys, I got—MY GOD. GET OUT OF MY WAY." Ino rampaged through the crowd, instantly catching the attention of Naruto, Sakura, Shikamaru and Kiba. Of course, she wasn't amongst them. They just watched on curiously as she stumbled—rather, shoved—her way through the crowd towards the table of Uchiha Sasuke.
The blonde haired beauty queen sighed in relief when she exited the mob of confused or glaring students, happily slamming her hands on the table of the raven-haired boy and his friends. Each, with the exception of Sasuke, jolted at the action, and stared at Ino with wide eyes. She glanced uneasily from side to side, craning her neck and speaking in a whisper. Had Naruto and his gang been human, they wouldn't have been able to hear the dialogue.
"Did you hear? Itachi defeated the Venom gang just this morning! We have a larger territory now, as well as some weapons and a couple Omegas." Sasuke rubbed his temples, clearly annoyed.
"Ino, for God's sake, couldn't you have waited for a better time? We're in the middle of the cafeteria." He growled, not even bothering to open his eyes and look towards her. Ino grinned and forced a seat next to Sasuke, sitting partially on his thigh.
"Oh, Sasuke-kun, I'm sorry—I was just so excited about the good news, I couldn't help myself." Said boy gritted his teeth, hands twitching. "Itachi said to celebrate." She lowered her voice to a husky, seductive whisper, and maneuvered her head near his ear. "Don't you think we should?"
Sasuke growled lowly, and shoved her off the bench. Wordlessly, he grabbed his tray, still half-full with food, and walked away, dumping the still good meal in the trash and leaving the cafeteria. Ino pouted, but then smirked.
"He'll come around."
Meanwhile, back at Naruto's table, each appeared to sport a different response. Kiba, of course, was pissed off, as he pushed down the urge to kill something by placing dents in the table with his tightly gripping fingers. Shikamaru was annoyed, rubbing his temples much like Sasuke did not long ago. Sakura was raving in her head about the "slut of a pig" who dared act so disgusting in a cafeteria where people were eating. Naruto, on the other hand, was glaring at the wall, silent.
"… Gaah! Are we just going to let this happen!" Kiba roared through whisper after a moment of tense quiet. Shikamaru shook his head, and Sakura looked hopelessly up at the whiskered blonde by the wall.
".. What the hell do you expect us to do? Unlike them, we don't murder mindlessly." He growled, offering a troubled glance to the floor.
"This isn't good. The media is bound to find out if they didn't clean up. They'll know this isn't something done by normal people." Shikamaru grumbled.
".. Not to mention, Itachi will only destroy every gang he can until he gets to us." Sakura added through a sorrowful whisper, eyes downcast.
".. He's threatening us. He's killing like this to threaten us." Naruto snarled, and the table was quiet for what felt like forever. He shook his head, grabbing his empty tray and standing up. "I'm gonna go home, guys. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Naruto, you still have fifth and sixth period—what are you doing?" His pink-haired friend asked, worried.
"School can wait. They won't flip out over me missing two periods. Besides, I need some time to think, and some sleep. Iruka's damn essays kept me up last night." He muttered, before excusing himself from the lunch room and the school for the day.
Kiba watched his friend leave, his anger slightly diminishing.
"He's going to get himself killed." Without another word, they all stood up and followed.
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Sasuke walked slowly, turning a corner and striding on a crosswalk with limited attention. His mind was focused elsewhere, so he paid no mind to the blaring horns and insults of drivers who claimed he was walking during a green light.
His elder brother, Itachi, was a complex man. His goal was unclear and his ideals messed up. Sasuke knew, since the death of their parents, that his sibling had a dark secret. He, unfortunately, also knew that he had an even darker dream.
Itachi was obsessed with power. To the point that he would obliterate an entire city just to get it. Sasuke never knew why; never was sure why, but his sibling was crazy; mentally insane in the membrane. Unlike Sasuke, Itachi tended to kill out of self amusement and gain. Sasuke only killed when it benefited something, or someone.
But he knew if Itachi continued with this rampage, nothing good would come out of it.
"—don't know!"
"Don't you fucking lie to me! Where's the Uchiha?" Sasuke's eyes narrowed. That voice could only belong to Uzumaki.
He turned the corner and raised a brow as his suspicions were confirmed. The fox was shoving one of his men against an alleyway wall harshly; his face up close and threatening, voice low like a spitting snake.
"I'm right here."
Naruto turned his gaze to the aforementioned raven-head, pupils narrowing at the sight. He sized him up, looking from his head to toes, and back up again, before loosening his grip around the enemy's neck. He eventually pulled away, and the boy backed away in fear, rubbing his stinging neck harshly. Sasuke did not move forward, and neither did Naruto, both holding their ground against one another.
"Uchiha, you and I need to have a little.. chat." He hissed, head forced closer to his shoulders to make himself look more intimidating. The Uchiha sneered.
"Then speak, Uzumaki."
"No. I mean a private chat." Sasuke looked over to the frightened gang member, motioning with his head in the opposite direction. The boy stood straight, unmoving, until his leader offered a glare, and he bolted off. Naruto waited until his footsteps were unheard to begin.
"Order your idiot of a brother to stop with the massacres. He'll expose us all." He demanded, voice bordering between calm and dangerous. Sasuke cocked his head in sick amusement.
"I'm sorry to say, Uzumaki, but my idiot of a brother is my leader. I can't order him to do shit." The fox's face twisted in anger once more, and he moved forward.
"That wasn't a suggestion, bastard. I can't deliver the message, so I'm giving it to you to relay to him. If he massacres one more human gang, he's done for. Whether I rip him to shreds or the world does. End of story. If the media finds out about us, just existing will be a challenge." He snarled.
"I'm not telling him anything for you, dumbass. If you're so confident that your pack can destroy my own, why not relay the message yourself?" Naruto failed to respond, his nostrils flaring in barely concealed rage. Sasuke felt himself internally smirk at his little win, but the blonde stepped forward and tangled his fist in the Uchiha's collar, pulling him closer. Sasuke could feel the other's breath on his ear, and a tingle shifted down his spine, but it was unpleasant; foreboding.
"You underestimate the situation, Uchiha. If your brother kills another gang in the brutal fashion he did the last one, we'll all die. Including you."
Pissed off and barely restrained, Naruto immediately shoved the older boy away until he stumbled to regain his composure. The fox sized him up quickly once more, before snorting and walking away.
Sasuke gave a disgusted sneer, straightening his collar and scowling angrily at the back of the leaving blonde. He waited, holding his angry glare, until the boy left earshot.
"And to think, we used to be friends."
Then he turned the other way, and strode diligently home.
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"Naruto!"
There was a silence as he continued walking, ignoring the frantic, almost angry calls to his back.
"Naruto!"
But, Christ, how DARE that damn wolf act like this wasn't his problem too! If they didn't stop this, they would all be slaughtered! It didn't matter that humans weren't as strong. They had weapons that could rip his species to pieces. What if the president declared this an actual war and sent some nuclear warheads on the way, huh?
"Naruto! Stop!"
It wasn't enough that Sasuke was a bastard, but a dumbass too? Well, SO WHAT! If humans came after them in search of blood, then Sasuke would see what a big mistake he made and come crawling back to Naruto for help! Hah! And then who'd be ignoring and laughing at who!
"Naruto! Stop talking to yourself!" Sakura ran up beside him, Kiba and Shikamaru followed closely behind.
Was he talking aloud..?
"Yeah, you were. And I would suggest stopping now." Shikamaru grumbled, eyeing Naruto in reassurance to himself that the blonde boy was okay.
"Sorry." Naruto waved off, glowering at the concrete as they walked home. Sakura sighed.
"Well, then. Can you fill me in later? Class should start soon, and I've NEVER missed a day or class of school. I'm not about to start now because you decide to try and get yourself stupidly killed. Call me tonight, okay?" Naruto nodded, and Sakura smiled, quickly giving him a loose hug before sprinting in the opposite direction, back toward school.
"What did you say to him, man?"
"Nothing important, Kiba. I just warned him that if the media finds out, we're all dead." The blonde clenched his fist, growling. "But the bastard refused to listen to me, and he won't give my message to Itachi."
"I wouldn't be so sure." His lazy comrade commented, staring off tiredly at a building wall. "You'd be surprised what the Uchiha would do, sometimes. And you should know, shouldn't you?" The fox stopped abruptly, whirling around and narrowing his eyes at Shikamaru.
"Don't you dare bring that up. We're not pals anymore, and we never will be. That asshole betrayed my trust. He deserves how I treat him, whether he'll do 'surprising things' or not." Shikamaru didn't reply, and Kiba remained silent to think of what to say. Naruto never gave either the chance, however, as he turned back around and jaywalked the empty street, heading home.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow."
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"Kisame, where's my brother?" The shark toothily grinned, showing off his sharp, jagged jaws and protruding gills. Kisame was a weird one, but pretty loyal, nonetheless. Because of a deformation when he was born, he could not completely change into human form, so he was left with a very animalistic human appearance. He often remained at the base as a guard, or by Itachi's side in the shadows to keep from giving them all away, or scaring off potential prey. Sasuke didn't much like him, though. Then again, Sasuke didn't like anyone Itachi liked.
"Itachi-sama is in the other room, resting. He doesn't want to be bothered right now, boy." Typical show of "respect" from Kisame.
"Well, tell him he should be bothered. Plus, it's urgent." Kisame laughed lowly, his grin turning cynical.
"Urgent? Urgent how?"
"Urgent, as in the Rasengan gang." Nothing else had to be said, as Kisame immediately opened the door with a stiff frown. Sasuke smoothly walked in, ignoring him from then on. The door shut with a "click" behind him, and he continued walking fluidly through the library.
Itachi was staring at the window, as usual, in his red business chair. There was a desk set neatly in back of him—similar to those Mafia or business movies Sasuke had seen as a kid. He didn't know what his brother found so intriguing about the outside world, especially the outside industrial world, but he would stare out that window day after day.
"What is it, Sasuke? I thought I told Kisame not to let anyone in to bother me." It was a calm reply, but the raven-haired boy could tell it was also partially strained in annoyance.
"I have urgent news, brother. But if you'd prefer being alone, I won't inform you of the threat I received from Uzumaki today." He smirked. Of course this would interest his brother.
And he was surely right when Itachi's chair turned slightly, showing half his face, which, though calm, was curious.
"A threat, hm?"
"Yes. The Rasengan leader threatened me—no, all of us, today. He told me to relay this message to you: 'If you massacre one more human gang, you're done for. Whether he rips you to shreds or the world does.'" Sasuke found it amusing, obviously, as he was smirking at it. Itachi remained silent, his chair turned fully towards his brother, creaking in protest.
"Rip me to shreds, huh?" Itachi deadpanned, uncaring. "I think it'd do him good to keep his mouth shut and be patient for his turn. I'm not done claiming territory yet." A cold grin replaced the thin line on Itachi's face, and he moved his red eyes upwards, to Sasuke. "Oh, and brother. Be kind and inform the Uzumaki boy that I received his message loud and clear, will you?"
The back of Sasuke's neck felt cold, and a chill moved down his spinal column. He nodded stiffly. "Yes." Without saying anything more, he turned around and walked out of the room.
Tomorrow would be an interesting day.
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Omegas are Slaves, traitors—rarely—or lowly members. Usually prisoners from the gang fights who are too cowardly and beg for mercy. Sharingan will spare them, but make them slaves. Rasengan is against that.
If this is going by too quickly, tell me! I have a tendency to get impatient and want to deliver a storyline quickly. I prefer writing out the interesting parts, so I try to keep the entire fanfiction at least remotely interesting.
Oh, I'm going to mention this about both names and geography, since this appears to be a concern. First off, when it comes to geography, I've placed Konoha as a city in mid California, U.S.A. I know it was all made by a Japanese creator, and is probably meant as more of a Japanese world, but I'm not a genius with Japanese culture. No to mention, America has the most immigrants across the globe, which is what I need in this story.
Since the story involves shape shifting, I can't JUST use Americans. There will be a lot of Japanese names—as in the show—and many American names, but there will be a LOT of different ethnicities in here. Please don't try and correct or scold me based on names I create. They're names of minor characters who will more than likely only appear in one chapter, so it's of no importance to you.
And LASTLY, for those of you concerned about the gang names, I've given them those names based on the leader's latest main attack. Naruto's current main attack is the Rasengan. I don't care if Jaraiya taught him that originally. This is an AU for a reason. Plus, the Chidori's name will be changed to Sharingan. It's gay, I know, but if you'll be patient with me, you'll see why.
Thank you for reading. :3 Until next chapter.