Guess I'll come right out and say that I don't own Naruto, yet. Hope you enjoy.

-"We just finished it by kicking their ass."

Chapter 2- Mist vs. Cloud, Konoha vs. Iwa, Konoha vs. Suna

"What are you doing, you stupid girl!" a middle aged man screamed at the top of his lungs. Honestly, he screamed so loud that his throat hurt. And for what, to be ignored? He scoffed. "Well fine, stand out in the cold rain for all the hell I care. Don't blame me if some shinobi come round and snatch ya up. It'd be your own fault." His piece said, the man turned around to continue on his way, muttering about stupid hippy girls running around naked, in the rain no less! What had this generation come down to?

However, before he took a step away, he saw four black shadows zoom over top of the building he was under, whose wide roof helped to shield him from the rain. Indecision hit him even before he could walk away. The man just knew what was going to happen. He'd seen and lived through the Second Great Shinobi war. He also knew that something was wrong with that girl, no one in their right mind would walk into the middle of the town square, in the middle of a rainstorm, in the middle of a town that was full of bloodthirsty, sex deprived foreign shinobi who would jump at a chance like this, butt naked!

He took a deep breath. He was a good man, and he could not allow what was going to happen, happen. He could stop it. He carried a couple kunai around with him everywhere he went. He had once been a ninja, low level chunin from Mist to be exact, and he had moved to beautiful Nami no Kuni as soon as he retired. He had no wife and only one child, his wife dying at a young age during the second war. As he remembered his little girl the indecision fled away. He would protect this stupid girl as best he could, even if he would get a beaten for it.

With hardened eyes and a new found determination, the man turned around, ready to take angry steps toward the four Mist ninja that were no doubt drooling from their mouths at the sight of the bronze colored naked woman within their domain. 'Disgusting maggots,' he thought as he took his first step only to stop at the sight before his eyes. Instead of there being only four shinobi surrounding the dark purple haired woman, there now were twelve. Off to the other side of the street, trying to stay away from the crowd of Shinobi that were openly leering at the yellow eyed girl, were three Kunoichi.

The same determination and will power he had a moment ago to help the girl slipped away from him. He was an ex-shinobi after all, he had survival instincts that could not be turned off, and all his were saying "Don't interfere, just walk away like you haven't seen a thing." He was about to listen to that voice, but first he tried to make eye contact with the young woman to convey to her that he was sorry. And when he did finally make eye contact, just as the group of shinobi decided who would have first go with her, his eyes opened wide in shock. In less than a second the girl's iris turned from yellow to blue slits, not unlike that of a cat. She put her hands up to form a hand sign, a modified version of the tora sign, and smirked.

"Shunpo," the girl said in a voice that was confident, sweet, and frightening at the same time. And right before his eyes, and all the shinobi who had gathered and were now pulling out weapons, the girl seemed to vanish. There was a grunt, blood, and a severed head as two bodies fell lifelessly to the ground. As soon as the man caught sight of the girl again, she once again seemed to vanish with that one word, and suddenly three more shinobi were dead.

However, this time one of the Kunoichi who came to help their comrades was able to grab the naked girls long purple hair before she could disappear with the help of that jutsu again. A look of surprise crossed her face only for less than a second before she twisted around and caught the knee the Kunoichi nin had kicked up to hit the back of the naked girls head. As soon as she had the knee in her grasp she whispered another couple of words and suddenly released the knee. The freed mist Kunoichi screamed in pain as what seemed to be deep gorge marks appeared on her whole thigh and knee. She fell to the ground clutching it.

The naked girl did not have time for any form of celebration however as a flurry of shuriken and kunai flew at her. In an array of what should have been impossible, every single one thrown at her by the seven remaining shinobi and two Kunoichi went right through the naked girl. Then three of the mist nin put their hands in a cross shape hand sign and yelled "Kai" as all of the nins jumped back. However, it would appear for naught as the naked girl came into view again, her genjutsu dissolving, and yelled another word that he faintly heard this time, "Uindoken," as she brought each of her hands up in a slicing motion to the back of two of the shinobi necks. They were dead before they realized what happened.

As soon as the bodies fell, a water snake shot out at her and she was forced to dodge, forming her own set of hand signs, she brought her hands to her mouth and blew. Suddenly the area was covered in blackish smoke that prevented him from seeing anything. And thanks to the heavy rain, he could not hear anything either. Then, when he was starting to get impatient, a huge water dragon formed in the air and crashed down into the black smoke and its surrounding area. The older man cursed as water splashed him all along his body. Damn that water was cold!

When he looked back into the town square, thanking the heavens that the black smoke had cleared so he could see what was going on, he was met with an unpleasant sight. All around the dead bodies of the mist ninja lie. The only one still alive was the female nin that had cast the water dragon. The girl looked around as if in a daze, eyes lingering on one of the dead Kunoichi, who had her stomach cut open. Then her eyes fell on the naked girl that caused all the mess. She was lying on the ground, coughing and spitting up water. It would seem that the water dragon had done two jobs in one.

In a rage, the mist Kunoichi sped to the sputtering girl and grabbed her hair, yanking her up so that they could see each other face to face. "You bitch!" she scream and slammed a fist in the naked girl's face. She went flying onto the ground, sliding on the water soaked ground and coming to a stop only fifteen feet from the middle aged man, whose adrenaline was pumping at a wild pace. He could not remember the last time he had seen a ninja fight, let alone participate in one. And as silly as it sounded, that is exactly what he was gonna do. He still felt bad for the naked girl, who he was going to leave to her fate when he saw all those Shinobi that surrounded her.

As the mist female brought her foot up, about to stomp the poor naked girl's head into the rocky ground, he flung one of his three kunai he had hidden under his sleeve at the mist nin's head. It was perfect timing, the mist nin did not seem to even know he was there. But even if it had been a good plan, and he had timed it perfectly, it mattered not because he missed. By a whole foot! The only thing he did was stop the mist nin from stomping the pretty girl's face into the ground. As the mist nin stared at him with cold, unforgiving eyes, he could not help but try and figure out how he missed. He barely even noticed when the mist Kunoichi pulled out a kunai of her own and was stepping towards him. And that is when it hit him. The reason why he missed.

He drank five bottles of sake before running into the naked girl.

He looked back to the mist nin that promised him death, her being only five feet away from him with a raised kunai and all. He sighed. Hopefully his daughter would forgive him for dying eventually. At least he finally would get to see his wife again. Or he hoped he would. But as he looked at his would be killer, he saw her eyes widen, her mouth open as blood spat out, and the naked girl's face appeared on her shoulder. What really scared the hell out of him though was the blue chakra claw that came out the mist nin's stomach.

"Now you should know, bitch," the purple haired, blue slit eyed beauty said as the hand disappeared to leave a hole in the mist nin's stomach. "Never turn your back on an opponent." And with that she let the Mist nin drop dead to the ground. The middle aged man took a deep breath and let the tension leave his body, that is until he saw the naked girl staring at him with an intense (her eyes are yellow again, how'd that happen?) gaze. She smiled, and he gulped, doing his best not to look anywhere other than her face. He did not want to be killed by a blue cat claw thing like the mist kunoichi did.

They were interrupted when a ninja suddenly appeared. She had black, short hair, and seemed to be quite petite. She kneeled in front of the naked girl. "Yuna-sensei, Leo-san is requesting help in the west side of the village. Apparently, he has run into two of the Seven Swordsmen."

The naked girl regarded the kneeling girl a moment before replying. "Very well, get my gear so I can get dressed."

"Hai, Yuna-sensei," and with that she disappeared.

"So," she spoke to him as she stepped close enough that they almost touched. "Does my would be savior have a name?"

He gulped before briefly shooting a gaze at her breasts. He could already feel blood trickle down his nose even before he stammered out his reply. "T…Ta…Tazuna!"

The purple haired goddess smirked before leaning in and kissing his cheek before whispering in his ear seductively, "Thank you, Tazuna-kun." And with that, the older man fell unconscious to the floor, blood trickling down his nose with a huge grin on his face.

The sixteen soon to be seventeen year old ducked under the punch thrown by a heavyset ninja that bore the forehead protector of Iwagakure. The swing was so slow that if the situation was not so serious, he might have laughed. But he knew that he couldn't, it would waste precious time, time that he didn't have. So, instead of laughing, he slammed a three pronged kunai into the man's throat. After pulling it out, he spun and kicked the dead man in the chest, making sure to focus precisely the right amount of chakra needed.

Namikaze Minato didn't even spare the man a second look as he went flying at one of his comrades, who just happened to be moving his hands in a hand seal sequence, ready to unleash Kami knew what jutsu. Too bad he never got to finish.

Said Iwa nin, who had to stop his hand movements to dodge out the way of the giant corpse flying his way, barely saw and ducked out the way of the funny looking kunai that came soaring at him. Missing, Minato scowled. That was a miscalculation. He thought he judged the man's speed correctly when he saw his hands move and dodged the corpse, but apparently he was mistaken. Too bad, he was still too slow. The Iwa nin decided to engage him in taijutsu and attacked head on. Pretty stupid, but it didn't matter. Minato dodged the first two punches and jumped over a sweeping kick. The Iwa nin, thinking he had him where he wanted, threw his own kunai with what he thought was faster than Minato could see. Imagine his surprise when it was blocked by another one of those funny looking kunai, and that same kunai used to block it was thrown at him too fast for him to react.

The Iwa nin fell to the ground dead.

Minato spared him a glance and nodded his respect. After all, the Iwa nin did surprise him by lasting more than five seconds.

After making sure the Iwa nin would not be getting back up, he glanced around the trees. The trees in this part of Hi no Kuni were a lot sparser than farther inside the country, and there were plenty of rock for Iwa nins to use. Indeed, as he watched as a sharpened and unnatural shaped rock sail at one of his teammates, he couldn't help but feel out of his element. He would have to be careful, he knew, this was just the first wave, sent to judge and weaken Minato and his comrades. The next wave would probably be some samurai with ninja's sending jutsu at them to keep them off guard. It wouldn't be till the next wave after that one that Minato would have to truly worry though. That's when the big boys would come out to play.

He saw his teammate, Hyuuga Hiashi, use his Kaiten to repeal the rock, and he took off after the Iwa nin that had performed the drilling rock jutsu. However, before he even got there, his other teammate, Tanzania Sano, suddenly appeared from behind the Iwa nin and slit his throat. Minato knew that the Iwa nin didn't sense the danger because of Sano's clan jutsu, which allowed him to completely hide his presence, and he couldn't help but feel a little distain toward his teammate for his methods. Of course, Sano also felt the same way toward him as well, so it was a mutual feeling. Minato was just the type of guy that wanted you to know who killed you before you died. He usually gave his opponents a chance to back down if he could. He didn't like the fact that he could be killed and go to the afterlife without even knowing how or by whom.

Of course Minato had examined and analyzed this feeling for a long time. He was a ninja, he was not supposed to feel this impulse to fight your opponent face to face, but he did. He had yet, despite him even asking his father and sensei, quite figured out why he felt the way he did. It was this reason above all he never accepted the Sandiame's invitation to join ANBU.

His friend Kushina and little sister had an idea as to why. They blamed his impulse on a false sense of manliness and a need to prove himself to the less than flattered female population. Minato didn't quite understand why Kushina thought he was trying to prove himself to the female population of Konoha. Minato was reasonably sure that he just wanted to impress one female and one female only.

Uzumaki Kushina.

Before he could continue on with his inner thoughts on the girl who once infuriated him to the point where he was now infatuated with her, he felt a presence behind him and turned around to face his sensei.

"Hey runt," Jiraiya greeted him. "You alright? I saw that skinny guy almost get you."

Someone snorted from next to him. "Probably because he always rushes his opponent head on. One day your luck is gonna run out and I won't get the chance to say I told you so."

Now it was Minato's turn to snort. "Dream on, Sano. Don't be angry at me just because I can walk up to my opponents, say hi, and still kick their butts," Minato retaliated. "Some people don't need to go around playing hide and seek."

"Hide and seek, eh." Sano asked. "From what I can remember you never won at it when we were kids. You were always too stupid to know how to hide."

"Sano," Minato spoke as though talking to someone too dumb to remember their name. "I never won because I was never it. You and the others never caught me when I wasn't it, and I always caught everyone within two minutes when I was. After that second time you never let me be it again."

Before Sano could speak his reply, Hiashi spoke up in his calm and cool voice, his Byakugan active. "I believe now is not the time to argue over individual battle tactics, the second wave is preparing to attack." He paused before looking at Jiraiya, who was writing something in one of his little orange notebooks. "Jiraiya-sensei, there are only about fifty Samurai preparing for battle, and I see close to fifty ninjas. I believe they are skipping the second wave and going all out. If I am not mistaken, then I can also see the Tsuchikage, and he is preparing some kind of summon."

Jiraiya put away his book and nodded before smiling. "I ever tell ya how much I love having your eyes on my team?" he asked the stoic boy.

"Yes," Hiashi answered ignoring Minato's smirk and Sano's outright laughter. "Fifty-six times, sensei. Although I would appreciate it if you were grateful for more than just my eyes."

"Hmm," Jiraiya adopted a thinking pose. "Maybe. I do know one way where you could earn my undying thanks. All you have to…"

"No," Hiashi cut him off as he continued to use his Byakugan to scan the scarce forest surrounding them.

"But," Jiraiya said almost pleadingly.

"No."

"Com' on," Jiraiya said waving his arms comically. "I promise you'll enjoy it. Minato did."

Minato stopped his quiet snickering at that. "I'll have you know sensei," he spoke seriously, although Jiraiya could tell he wasn't. "I enjoy all kinds of research. That was no different."

"Right," Jiraiya said nodding. "See, Hiashi," he said to the boy, who was eyeing Minato critically. "It's enjoyable, and good for you."

"Jiraiya-sensei," Hiashi spoke with impatience. "I do not wish to help you spy in women's bathhouses and dressing rooms for your inappropriate books."

Jiraiya sighed dejectedly. "Fine, fine. Sano can help me next time, right Sano."

"Of course Sensei," Sano laughed. "Can't wait."

Sweet," Jiraiya smiled. "Now who wants to go warn Ryuu-san that the next wave is about to come, and that we'll probably have to fight some giant summon?"

Before anyone could answer however, there was a flash of yellow where Minato stood, leaving the other three to each other, none looking surprised.

"You know sensei," Sano spoke. "That jutsu scares the hell outta me. Can't even imagine how powerful it'll be when it's complete."

Hiashi nodded, a hand on his chin. "I agree. I feel sorry for Kushina-san's grandmother," he said. "Minato could come and go from Kushina-san's room and she would never know."

Jiraiya stopped short of saying what he wanted to and looked at Hiashi in shock. "Did you just think of something perverted?" he asked him. Said boy looked mortified, and even as he tried to explain his statement as just an observation and joke, Jiraiya already had his orange notebook out writing something down while he giggled like a little girl.

Kushina kicked her downed enemy in the face, breaking his nose. His scream fell on death ears as Kushina twisted his arm and broke it.

"Don't you know it's impolite to hit a girl," she yelled at the Iwa nin that had grazed her shoulder with a kunai, before putting him out of his misery by cutting his throat. Kushina didn't feel like teaching the guy manners. She did that enough with Minato and his sensei.

"Gosh, Kushina-chan," spoke her younger teammate, Kurama Yakumo. "What's got you in such a foul mood?" she asked as she flipped thru hand-signs faster than what should be possible for a chunin. The two Iwa nins flanking her suddenly stopped moving, their eyes glazed over, seeing whatever crazy illusion the Genjutsu weaver wanted them to see. Kushina ran to the one on the girls left and stabbed the Iwa nin through the heart even as the one on Yakumo's right was hit with a large fire ball. The smell of burnt flesh suddenly filled the air.

"Oh kami, Mikoto," Yakumo complained to her other teammate, Uchiha Mikoto, as she relaxed and released the Genjutsu. "I hate when you do that. A simple kunai to the head would have sufficed, you know."

Said girl just shrugged, not at all bothered by the smell assaulting her other teammates. "Sorry, I needed a warm-up on my chakra before the big wave comes."

Kushina smiled at that while looking at the older girl's right leg. Her right thigh was wrapped up in a white bandage cloth, testament to getting it cut open by a ragged looking sword wielded by an Iwa ninja in the last battle for Kasaki village.

"Glad your back," Kushina said to the girl as she scanned the area. From what she could see, her Sensei was just finishing up on the last Iwa nin that attacked them about ten minutes ago. It wasn't a large group in any way, fifteen or so, only two or three at Jonin level. Between her kenjutsu and water jutsu, Yakumo's area genjutsu, and Ryuu-sensei's speed and taijutsu skills, the poor sacrificial souls didn't even stand a chance.

"Yea," Mikoto said as she walked over to Yakumo and Kushina to watch their sensei finish off the Iwa nin. "That one medic, Shizune I think, really did a good job. I was actually pretty surprised since she's so young, and a genin at that."

"You shouldn't be," Yakumo said as she looked away from the now dead Iwa nin that their sensei just dispatched. "I was talking to her earlier, before this attack, and she said she learned a lot from Tsunade-hime."

"Really?" Kushina asked as she began cleaning her blade with a special cloth. The cloth was red and had seals on it, a present for making Jonin from Minato. The cloth leaked out some kind of chemical that both sharpened the blade as well as helping to soak up any dirt and dried blood that would not come off without a good scrub. Another seal sent the blood and dirt to Kami knew where. Kushina had tried to pay attention to Minato's explanation on time/space fuinjutsu, but she got lost as soon as he started going in depth. So like a good friend who was thankful (she was thankful), she had pretended to listen as she secretly thought about the new jutsu her teammate had showed her.

"Uh huh," Yakumo nodded. "Apparently, Tsunade-hime dates her uncle, or something like that, so they see a lot of each other."

"Hn," Mikoto grunted. "Must be nice to be taught by one of the Sannin. My first genin sensei was some useless civilian born Jonin who tried to teach us things we had already knew. Although," she continued as she sat down on a rock. "The other two creep me the hell out. One has yellow snake like eyes and can extend his tongue while the other one leers at any girl above the age of fifteen."

"Oh," Kushina nodded. "I agree. Although, Jiraiya-san isn't too bad if you know how to handle him. All you have to do is kick him in the shin every time you even think he's looking at you that way."

Yakumo looked at her skeptically. "You never told me that you kicked Jiraiya-sama in the shin before," she said.

Right when Kushina was about to explain the nineteen times that she had already done so, there was a small flash of yellow and Minato was standing right in front of her. "What about Ero-sensei?" he asked right before he realized there was a kunai on his back.

"Damn it, Minato," Mikoto exclaimed putting the kunai back into its pouch, her two tome red Uchiha eyes blazing. "Don't friggin come unexpected like that."

Minato scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Oh, sorry about that Mikoto-san," he said with his trademark smirk that didn't tell whether he was truly sorry or not. "Just came to tell you guys we're about to get assaulted by about fifty or so Iwa nins, the Tsuchikage, and one of his summons."

Yakumo and Mikoto both looked alarmed at this, but as he turned to face Kushina, his own alarm bells rang. Knowing he was in trouble, and he did know what for, he gave a large confident grin. "Hey, Kushina-chan. I'm glad you're not too hurt. Make sure it stays that way when the rest of the Iwa nin attack or your grandmother is going to kill me."

However, Kushina did not relent in her glare. "Minato," she grated out between teeth.

"Well, now that you all know," Minato started walking past her to get to the scarred man sitting against the trees. The man was watching them from a distance as they interacted with each other. Must be nice having three pretty girls on your team, Minato thought. 'I have to tell Jiraiya-sensei about that idea.' "I'll just go tell your sensei what's going on," he continued as though he couldn't feel the killing intent coming his way.

Kushina stepped in his path. "Where is it," she asked angrily.

"Kushina-chan," Minato's face became very serious, his voice sounding as though he were truly confused about what she was talking about. "I have no idea what you speak of. Now if you would excuse me?" he asked, trying to step around her.

However, he was stopped with a hand on his chest. "One more time," Kushina said sweetly. "Where is it?"

Minato swallowed hard, bravado leaving him. "Oh come on Kushina-chan," he said. "Don't be like that." She raised one beautiful eyebrow at that (Kami, even her eyebrows are beautiful), before…

WHAM

"Ow, ow ow ow ow ow," Minato jumped up and down on his left foot, delicately holding his right shin. "Kami, Kushina-chan! Why do you always have to kick me! And why is it always the right one? Can't you alternate or something?"

"No," Kushina deadpanned as the other two girls laughed at his expense and Yakashima Ryuu walked over to join in the entertaining conversation and find out what was going on. "Now, where is it?"

Minato sighed, his face turning back into that confident smirk that she loathed (even if she thought it was cute). "Fine," he said. "It's on the back underside of your shirt," he answered pointing to her tight red, long sleeved shirt, which only exposed her shoulders.

Kushina sputtered before replying, "How the hell did you get it there! Don't tell me you went through my things, Namikaze Minato, I swear if you put that damn seal of yours on all my things…"

"Easy, Easy, Kushina-chan," Minato said waving his hands in a placating manner. "I didn't go through your things." When she visibly calmed down, Minato's smirk grew wider. "One of my clones did."

Mikoto laughed so hard at the look on Kushina's face she fell off her seat, Yakumo's jaw dropped and was wide-eyed, and Ryuu looked at him with slight awe, but also with a look that stated quite clearly that he thought Minato was insane. However, Minato wasn't insane, and he had a plan to get away. That plan involved the toad that jumped up from the ground onto Minato's shoulder.

"Yo," the toad said to the group, seemingly oblivious to what was going on. "Jiraiya says get your ass back there, Hiashi says the enemy is starting to move. He also said I was supposed to warn you guys about the twelve ningen that are coming your way. Good luck! I gotta go warn the other teams." With that, the toad popped away.

"Well, it's been fun," Minato said to the now serious group, although Kushina's look promised him severe pain if he made it out of this battle. "Don't get hurt and watch each other's back. I'll come help out as soon as I can." With that said, there was a slight flash of yellow and he was gone.

"Alright, you heard him," Ryuu started speaking right up, not wanting to waste time. "Yakumo, I want Genjutsu around this whole area. Mask our presence as best you can. As a matter of fact, lure them with a false presence. I'll pick them off one by one. Kushina and Mikoto, work together. Mikoto you have long range, Kushina, you weave in and out. Don't stay in too long. If they dispel the Genjutsu, work together and watch each other's back."

"Hai, Ryuu-sensei," they chorused before getting in position, Yakumo already weaving the Genjutsu needed to hide their presence and give the enemy more chakra signals then there actually were. Hopefully, they'll separate, making it easier for them to do what Ryuu said, and pick them off one at a time.

"Hahaahahaha," the giant form of Ichibi no Shukaku laughed out loud. "I'm free! Get ready you filthy low grade maggots; it's time for you to die so I can feast on your blood." With that said, the gigantic Tanuki swung its powerful sand arm down, looking to smash all those in the way of his rampage. Orochimaru, along with the eight shinobi that were with him, tried to dodge out of the way.

Only he and three others made it.

"Orochimaru-san," Uchiha Kenyon spoke, his red Uchiha eyes blazing with three tomoes. "I don't have enough chakra to use any more high level jutsu."

Orochimaru spared him a glace before looking at the other two, wanting to know what they still had in them. The surprise attack by the real Kazekage and his Jinchuuriki had hurt their numbers, and slowly but surely they were being pushed back. For almost two full days they had been holding off the Kazekage and his Jinchuuriki and he was not sure how much longer they would last.

The only thing that slowed the beast down at first was Hatake Sakumo's Fire Pit Jutsu and other high ranked jutsu from others, but he could not do that anymore because the Kazekage decided to fight the White Fang while leaving the rest to deal with the Ichibi container. After the Kazekage and his fifteen guards pulled the White Fang off to fight, the Jinchuuriki did some kind of Jutsu that put himself to sleep, and now Orochimaru and the others fighting him seemed to have to deal with the real thing.

"I still have plenty left," said Namikaze Ren, eyeing the huge monstrosity while flipping through the fifty-five hand-signs needed for one of his clan jutsu. Orochimaru always liked the Namikazes'. Their numbers were reduced dramatically during the second war, their outrageous chakra levels making them perfect for the front lines. They go in and weaken the enemy and then the rest of Konoha comes to kill whoever was left. Indeed, Orochimaru was still using his secret experiments with some of the Namikaze corpses to figure out and replicate their chakra network, but so far it was to no avail.

"Sky Dragon no Jutsu," the Namikaze heir yelled out as he finished the sequence, just in time to stop the giant sand arm that was swinging down on them. A lightening dragon fell from the sky and hit the giants arm, effectively cutting it in half.

"That hurt, you bastard," Ichibi no Shukaku yelled out as he stumbled back, its weight causing a minor earthquake.

"Listen," Shimura Yurika spoke up. "Orochimaru, can't you summon Manda? We can't continue like this. We'll never stop him."

Orochimaru scoffed. "You know that I can't. I have already summoned him in the past week and owe him one hundred sacrifices. If I summon him again it would be a waste of chakra as he won't fight."

Yurika scowled at that, and turned to Namikaze. "You have enough chakra for your summon?"

"Hai," Ren said, already going through the hand-signs needed for summoning.

"Good," Yurika stated. "Orochimaru, go and help Hatake-san. Even he can't deal with fifteen elite Jonin and a Kage at the same time. I'll use my Fire Guardian Jutsu, Ren will summon his Ape, and Kenyon can take me to safety once I pass out from chakra exhaustion."

Orochimaru didn't like the fact he was being ordered around, even if it was by the once heir of a clan and someone who outranked him. He was part of the Sannin after all, one of the most powerful ninja in the village. But he relented nonetheless. She was the wife of Shimura Danzo, mother of Danzo the Fire Breather, and powerful in her own right even in her early forties. Nodding, he sped to where he could hear explosions and feel tremors in the distance. When he looked back, he saw the Namikaze heir standing on the shoulder of a white ape, only half the size of the Ichibi Bijuu. Not that it mattered, he knew. The Ape was a very powerful and proud summon, and would take a lot to take down.

Knowing they had it under control, he ran faster to where he could sense the White Fang and Asori of the Iron Sand, the Sandaime Kazekage.

"Hmm?" the giant white ape looked around his surroundings, taking in the gigantic Tanuki fighting a huge body of fire half the Biju's size. He glanced at his shoulder, expecting to find Namikaze Ichigo, but instead found himself looking at Ichigo's son. "Boy," he spoke to the Namikaze heir in a deep voice that seemed to carry out everywhere. "Why have you summoned me? You know it is forbidden to summon the Ape King unless you are head of the family. You are only allowed to summon my sons."

Ren looked frightened. He knew the rules of course, but he really didn't think that the Ape king's sons could help him here. "Look," he spoke to the Ape, "I had no choice! If I would have summoned one of your sons they would have been hurt and of no help against that thing," he pointed at the Tanuki that had finally extinguished the Fire Guardian with the use of air bullets and sand.

"Are you calling my children weak, boy!" the Ape exclaimed loudly, drawing the attention of the Ichibi.

"Of course not," Ren shook his head vigorously. "I'm just saying they aren't as strong as you, is all." The Ape considered him for a moment before facing the Tanuki.

"Good save boy," he said. "I'll help you."

"Renkuudan," Shukaku yelled before inhaling a large amount of air and spitting it back out. A huge ball of wind raced toward Ren and the Ape. The Ape King just scoffed before slamming one of his fists on the ground. Out of the ground rose a thick wall that successfully stopped the air bullet. Ren had to hold on tight as the Ape king sped around the wall and raced toward Shukaku.

"Hahahaha," the Bijuu laughed. "Bring it!" he said before swinging his one good arm for a punch. The Ape King caught it in one of its fist, before sliding to the side and saying, "Doryuusou." From the ground of his other fist, a spinning spiked spear made of earth shot out toward Shukaku, who was too close to dodge. The earth spear rammed into his stomach and shot out the other side. Shukaku fell back, before rising to his feet and jumping away.

"Hey boy," the Ape King said impatiently. "You gonna help or what? The only thing you're doing is standing there."

Ren looked at the Ape in exasperation. "What am I supposed to do? It's taking all my concentration just to stand up straight and not fall."

"You see!" the Ape King yelled loudly, causing Ren to almost fall. "That is why you are not allowed to summon me! You're too young and inexperienced. I'm a defensive type of summon, boy! I defend while you attack. That's how it is supposed to work."

Ren looked lost. He didn't know that, his father had never told him. "So," he spoke apolitically, hoping to diffuse the Ape's anger. "What do we do?"

The Ape King scoffed. "For now hold on. When I get in close, use a jutsu that will hit and wake up the ningen on his head." With that, the ape jumped out the way of the giant air bullet shot at him, and raced towards Shukaku, whose stomach had already healed.

Shukaku laughed at them. "Take this," he said before swinging his good arm and yelling, "Mugen Sajin Daitoppa" and a huge cloud of sand raced to hit them.

The Ape King came to a sudden halt, almost knocking Ren off his shoulder. "Doryūheki," he said while slamming his fist into the ground again. From it, a giant wall of mud formed, protecting them from the sandstorm coming their way.

Skirting around the mud wall, the Ape King said, "Get ready boy," before he reached up and grabbed him. Ren yelped in surprise, not knowing what the Ape king had planned. And as he was swung to the side, still in the Ape's grip, he couldn't help but scream. The Ape King dodged another barrage of air bullets before he swung with his fist to punch the sand demon in the face. However, the Tanuki grabbed the Ape's wrist.

"Here you go boy!" the Ape King yelled. "Hit him hard." With that, he cocked the fist back that held Ren, who had tears in his eyes for what was about to happen, and Ren was suddenly thrown at the Tanuki's head. Cocking back his own fist, Ren swung it forward and with a satisfying crack, punched the Jinchuuriki in the face before he continued to sail over the Tanuki's head.

The container for the Ichibi eyes flew open as pain resonated throughout his face. There was a shocked "Damn it!" from the sand demon before all the sand suddenly collapsed.

Ren, who was first elated that he had successfully beat the Jinchuuriki, was now at a near panic. He was in a free fall and at the speed he was going, he didn't think he would survive once he hit the ground. Also, the Ape King had puffed away since he was probably low on chakra, so he was of no help.

However, just before his body hit the ground, water seemed to come from nowhere and stopped his fall. As he landed on his back, which still hurt even with the water slowing him down, there was a splash. He groaned and rolled over, looking around. There was a flurry of movement and he was suddenly surrounded by three ninjas, all of them wearing the symbol of leaf and none looking as though they even fought yet.

"Goddamn it, kid," a voice spoke up from next to him. "Get da hell off me so I can transform back!"

Ren jumped, startled.

"Hahaha," a man looking in his thirties laughed. "Don't worry, son," he said as he helped Ren to his feet. "You didn't hurt Jac over there, he's just messing." Ren nodded, turning to see the man called Jac start to reform his body. 'Part of the Akashi clan,' he thought before turning to the one who helped him up.

"So, what's going on?" Ren asked, exhaustion finally settling on him as he leaned against the nearest tree feeling as though he was about to pass out.

"Nothing you have to worry about," the man said. "We're reinforcements. This place was crawling with sand nin, but your dad and his group and taking care of them now, as well as finishing off that Jinchuuriki."

"My dad's here?" Ren asked surprised. Head of clans did not usually go out to the front lines, their only duty was to defend Konoha if it ever got attacked directly.

"Ya," Jac said from behind him. "He ain't da only one neither."

Ren looked at him for a moment. "Who else is here?"

The man that helped him up chuckled. "The Hokage himself," he said. "Now let's get over there so that we can catch the show. I haven't seen the Third fight since the beginning of the Second Great Shinobi war, and he's fighting Asori of the Iron Sand, supposedly the strongest Kage Suna has ever had."

Clan Mini Info:

Namikaze: Elder clan known for very high chakra levels, as well as clan lightening jutsu.

Akashi: Elder clan with a bloodline limit that lets one transform their body to their elemental affinity. Orochimaru was later able to copy this bloodline and fuss it into Suigetsu.

Yuma: Elder clan known for clan Fire type Jutsu. Members always have fire affinity.

Jutsu List:

Uindoken: Wind Blade

Shunpo: Flash Step

Sky Dragon no Jutsu: Namikaze clan technique that brings down lightening from the sky in the form of a large dragon head.

Renkuudan: Drilling Air Projectile

Doryuusou: Rising Stone Spear

Mugen Sajin Daitoppa: Wind Element, Infinite Sand Storm. A huge cloud of sand blown at high speed, enough to knock the opponent off his feet.

Doryūheki: Mud wall

A/N: Many jutsu I may use come from Geor-sama's Jutsu list, some I make up my self, others I've read either on the internet or other stories.

Peace, Love, and Chicken grease,

Dnome Warlock