hello friends, I'm back with a second chapter. So apparently people liked the first one and that is very pleasing to hear/read. Tbh, this chapter probably isn't written the same way as the first one and you may have questions afterward which I will try to answer inthe next few weeks. I can't promise fast updates, or any really, as this is not the only thing I've got going in life (college, work, and being a functioning member of society take up so much time) but I promise to try to get them out as fast as I can. Also, it seems that i forgot to put the disclaimer in the first chapter so here we go for the rest of the story: DISCLAIME: I OWN NONE OF THE SOURCE MATERIAL USED IN THIS FIC OTHER THAN SOME CHARACTERS!

Now that that is out of the way, I just wanted to thank many of the reviewers and just hope that this chapter is to your liking, enjoy!

Sitting at the head of the table, the king observed the 20 people that sat around him. He had just given them the information that was relayed to him by Haku. As he had expected, the news had the effect of sending each of his commanders into a heated discussion as to what to do next.

Smiling he looked to his right. There sat the commanders of his special forces. The first of them was a fair skinned young man of about 19 years. Unlike many others around the table, he sat silently his cobalt blue eyes wondering the room as the others discussed. His untamable mop of red hair was cut short. His uniform was composed of a baggy a red outfits with light padding serving as protection, which was the norm among his units of desert soldiers. He proudly sported the spiraling fox on his left breast while his right shoulder had an arm band with the image of a sleeping raccoon. This was Gaara of the desert, Naruto's best friend and the leader of a unit of soldiers trained especially to fight in desert conditions. His was one of the few Naruto truly listened to as he never spoke without good reason. The young lord of the desert tribes always gave sound advice and was amongst the first to pledge his fealty to a young Naruto when he declared his own war of conquest in Sothoryos. He was his most loyal supporter, and would be rewarded greatly for it.

"You fool, you would have us all die for a stupid chance at glory! We should make som more allies on the continent Andje the nation attack."

The exclamation came from his left. The speaker was a man dressed in a grey version of the armor worn by most of the samuraïs in Naruto's employ. The only remarkable difference was that his cape proudly displayed the sitting grey wolf on a black background of house Greystark, identifying him as lord Brandon Of House Greystark, the treacherous bastards of the Starks. As was the custom in this army, he too had the fox etched onto his breastplate, in addition to the number 3 right under it, marking him as the leader of the third Legion. The man's scared and wrinkled face proved that he was a veteran of many battles. Normal men cowered under his burning gaze.

"And here I thought you would love to go home old man. But if you want to stay here and cower like a mewling babe until your bones turn to dust, then be my guest you pathetic old lecher."

Unfortunately for the lord, the person under his gaze was no man, and she was anything but normal. Yugito Nii of the isle of nadeshiko stood firm under the flustered and angry gaze of the older man. Naruto couldn't help but notice how the way her dark eyes seemed to accentuate the fairness of he skin. Nor could he help but notice that although they were a shade darker than his own, her blond hair still had a regal look to them. She was y'all and slender, yet the tightly fitting black outfit she often chose to wear accentuated the curves of her body in a way that made his breachers a little it tighter every time he saw her. Her living on an island full of women and never having known the touch of a man did not help his problem. As if sensing the thoughts in his mind, Yugito turned towards him with a look that told him she could kill him in 10000 different ways. Which she definitely could, as it was the reason Naruto assigned her to lead and train 250 of the best assassins in the country. However, as she crossed her arms underneath her breasts, she hadn't realized that she gave made them more prominent and showed Naruto a full view of the insignia of the black cats on her right breast.

"Gods, you need to find someone to pet your kitty and quick."

The speaker was Marq Mudd, a descendant of the Mudd Kong's who joined their ancestral overlords quite a few generations back when their house fell. He had blue eyes and shoulder length brown hair. His eternal smirk on his face. He had the number 1 etched onto his breastplate.

"And it seems like our dear king would like to volunteer."

"Only if she'd let me"

"She'd ne fool no to my king. The followers of the red god believe that there is power in a king's seed, or is it blood?"

The lord Mudd gave a pointed look at the only man in the room that followed the teachings of R'hllor. Roshi, also nicknamed the forest king, had been an avid follower of the red god for years now. And it had been his belief that Naruto was the hero that would save the world from the darkness that brought him to bend the knee and relinquish control of his dominion of the eastern sothoryos jungle along with basilisk point to Naruto. As a reward, Naruto had given him the task to form a battalion of soldiers who could maneuver jungles and forests alike and would thrive in these habitats. The man offered a small smile to the offending lord and nodded.

"Aye, 'tis true that there's power in king's blood. Yet, 'it's also true that just naming oneself king does not confer any power. I believe that is a lesson the Mudds have learned in earnest. Isn't that also true my lord?"

His eyes twinkled in delight as Marq lost his infuriating smirk at the reminder of his house's fall from grace.

It was indeed true that the Mudds had once claimed the kingdom of the rivers and the mountains theirs, yet that claim was lost when the iron born took it for themselves. It was only thanks to house Namikaze that they managed to save the last sons on the Mudd kings and smuggle them to safety. Since then, the Mudds have served the Namikaze as their proud vassal. Just as they did thousands of years ago. In fact, it was through Namikaze interventions that many of the houses gathered had survived. From the true descendants of the storm kings of house Durrandon to the red lions of Castamere and the bastards of house Greystark. All had survived and thrived when the Namikaze came to save them from extinction.

And now, they repaid their kindness by serving in their legions and as trusted advisors alongside houses many thought had died long ago.

" so, what is your plan," said a giant of a man sitting in the fifth seat on the right, "what do we do now?"

He lifted his hat with an armored covered hand to look into his liege's eyes.

" what do you mean by that?"Asked Naruto.

"You know damn well what I mean, " exclaimed the armored giant pounding his fist on the table,"You give us all of this information, now what do we do! "

Naruto scratched the back of his neck lightly as he give out a small laugh. Smiling brightly at his assembled generals, he decided to finally share his plans for the future.

Lifting his hands to call for silence, he didn't have to wait long before being able to speak.

"For well over a thousand years," he started while standing up, "house Namikaze has waited while the other great houses played the games that the andals and the dragons brought with them. We have waited and watched from the shadows as powerful men and women disgraced their ancestors by taking the culture of the invaders. We stood by and watched as the proud first men bent the knee to the zeal of the seven pointed star and forsake the gods of their ancestors. We have stood by and observed, only to step in when the threat of extinction or total domination loomed on our people."

He looked at the people assembled around him, making sure they were paying attention before continuing.

"Although many in our homelands seem to have forgotten the oaths they took, house Namikaze did not. We were the ones that united the first men to cross the arm of Dorne. We led the assault on the children an it was us that signed the pact. We led the armies of the living against the dead during the long night before the kingdom broke apart. And when that happened, the so called heroes of the war for the living erased us from history. Forcing us into hiding. They were so thorough that even when the Andals invaded and Arashi Namikaze had called for unity amongst his people as had been the case before, he was laughed at and kicked out of every major holdings. Since then, we have been building up our forces and planning the war. We busied ourselves making alliances and saving the first men from the clutches of invaders," he once again observed the faces of his men and observed the difference sigils represented at the table, "and now, we are finally ready to step back into the light and take what is rightfully ours."

Although they didn't voice it, Naruto knew that each of his generals shared the same feelings as he did. Their passion was visible in their every slight movement. He gave them a small smile. He was sure that had they known that the true enemies lied not in their castles but in the wilderness beyond the wall, that passion would have left their eyes faster than frost melts during the summer. Nodding to himself, he gave the brightest smile.

"And to that end, we will do absolutely nothing."

Silence ensued in the war room as the flabbergast commanders looked to their liege lord with eyes as wide as plates. This lasted a whole two minutes.

"WHAAAAAAT?!"

The exclamation was swiftly followed by the laughter of the king.