Barbarian Invasion

Barbarian Invasion

Ch. 3

We Meet Again

I OWN NOTHING

A/N: Thanks for the reviews and to Mr. Hideyori, the colors were every dual combination you can think of (except pink) this is because it was a collection of different clans with different clan colors.

Tsunade, the 5th Hokage was, for once, actually reading a report sent in by ninja. The report she was reading had come in from the Country of Mountains and Valleys, it described a small fort of 1000 samurai and 100 rock ninja having been wiped out by a force of 10,000 ninja-level maniacs, it was disturbing to say the least. That was easily a quarter of all ninja in all of the Elemental Countries.

Making a decision, she decided to send team to do some reconnaissance into this army. Looking over the ninja available, it was to her surprise that all of the teams who had participated in the last Chunnin exam before she had been called Hokage were available for missions. She relayed the message to each of the teams to come by the next morning so they could be debriefed. After that she smiled to her self, the Naruto 11, as they were called as their relations with Naruto had changed each one of them before he disappeared, she struggled to not start crying at that old wound and barely succeeded, were some of the best Jounin and Chunnin in the Hidden Leaf Village and would be perfect for the job.

They would be sorely missed in the days to come.

Tautanorix of the Osimii Tribe was on sentry duty again; damn did he hate this job! He was a warrior of the rix clan of his tribe, and dammit the rix clansmen of a tribe were not supposed to have to do this shit! If it wasn't for the Osimii rix Raptor Eyes, he wouldn't be sitting out here and he could be carousing with his fellow warriors back around the fires and having a little fun with the women they had captured.

Since clearing the fort at the pass and allowing the rest of the great host come through a little more secretly, they had been tearing through this small country burning and looting taking anything of value with them, which included women.

Tautanorix grinned at this, the women of this side of the mountains were much smaller and much meeker (rabbits in his opinion), the exception were these Kunoichi or whatever they were called. They were closer to wild cats and in his opinion much more fun in the furs. If he ever found a woman she would have to be as ferocious as hell to satisfy him. (Anko Mitsurashi sneezes at this point)

As he was contemplating the ideal woman, who was beautiful to look at, but so was a star going supernova, his co-sentry, a rix warrior from the Parisii tribe who were famous for breeding massive and ferocious war hounds, nudged him and said, "I smell a boonch ov someones commin'. They doan' smell like anythin' I have smelled before."

Tautanorix nodded and focused his clan's eyes. They pierced over several miles and soon located what his companion had smelled earlier. It was a group of about 15 of those local ninja 'what a dumb name.' They all had symbols from only of these rix villages. That also was dumb in the young man's opinion, that many rix clans in one place would tear each other apart back in his homeland.

The two relayed what they had seen and a band of hunters, master ambushers and trackers, were sent out to apprehend them for questioning.

Sakura was carefully watching the forest as she and the rest of their group were flying through the trees towards the last place a report had indicated a standing village. As she started to lose focus to the monotony of the green, she began to reminisce.

She had immediately regretted the punch she had given Naruto, but she had never been able to apologize to him before he was banished. For nearly five years the rest of the Naruto 11 had ostracized her, and it wasn't until last year that Hinata Hyuuga no longer tried to physically harm her whenever they made contact.

As she thought about the relief she had felt when Hinata no longer wanted her head on her lamp stand, she was abruptly stopped by a huge hairy hand grabbing her around the throat and slamming her into a tree trunk. She saw a big man that had long red hair and beard and volcanic blue eyes that glowed with a killing fire then maybe a little lust.

Looking around she saw that the rest of her group had also been immediately subdued. The man who had captured her had then shouted to one of his companions, "Hey Donal, this one looks like she'd be soome fun in th' hay!"

Donal, an older man answered, "Oh really Taren, and what'd Genevere say t'tha'?"

Taren replied, "Probably say thank Daghda ye found someone else fer t'night!"

"Remind me t'niver let ye near me brother's sheep!"

"Shut up Donal!"

The stranger gathered up the shell-shocked ninja and bolted through the trees as skillfully as any ninja.

After a few minutes, they cleared the trees and approached a huge war camp. Sakura's jaw sagged at the sheer size of it. Taren smirked. "Big isn't it? 20,000 rix warriors and 360,000 tribesmen, the largest war host of our people ever gathered."

As they approached a gate, a guard hailed them, "Hail Donal, what brings ye here?"

Donal answered, "Jost bringen in some int'lopers fer questioning."

The guard saw Sakura and then spoke up. "Oh Donal, there's n' order from the Fox King, any pink haired lass who is found is t'be brought to his table."

"Is that so? Thank ye for the info Kenneth. So ye r' bein brought t' the Fox King eh? It's not every day ye get t'meet him."

The other laughed at this and carried the ninja through the camp. As they went through Sakura began to panic. 'Why does he want pink haired women? Maybe he has a fetish for them!' An image of a giant hairy brute, leering over a tiny Sakura, flashed through her mind.

They stopped at a huge ornate tent and went inside. Inside were about 40 men, well armed and well dressed, feasting on roast-pig and swilling beer from horns. The 30 or so men who sat at the side tables seemed to be fairly uniform with their matching blue and orange checked clothing.

The 10 at the head table were more varied; she pegged them as sub commanders to the one in the middle. He was huge, at least 7'6" and a juggernaut of muscle. His hair was blonde and spiky yet there was no smell of limestone as was smelled among the others. His eyes were deep blue as were the scrollwork of tattoos across his entire body. His clothing was similar to his guards but they seemed a bit more ornately made. He was clean-shaven except for a long drooping moustache that touched his collarbone.

When he lifted his moustache to scratch at his cheek Sakura was utterly shocked. There were three parallel birthmarks on his cheek. Exactly like whiskers!

When the giant raised his head to look at who had come in, his eyes opened in surprise for an instant. Then a grin spread across his face that would have given the Shinigami a heart attack.

He rose to his feet and struck the table, which instantly shut everyone up. He then turned to the ninja and said in a near-bass voice that dripped with sarcasm, "Well by Daghda, Danu, and all the Tuetha, it's wonderful t'see ye. Especially you Sasuke-teme, Kakashi-sensei, an' o'course Sakura-chan! It's ole Naruto. Did ye miss me?!"

A/N: Before you scream gary-stu, I promise to explain more next chapter.