hellkiss: I'm afraid its more than just Jinckuriki Bermuda has helped himself to.
Two Reasons: Teddy, who he refuses to leave alone with any of the other Vindice after their last stunt and Checkerface, who has taken the scroll and is now hiding with it to keep irresponsible 'children' from 'playing' with it.
KyuubiChild717 & Nimznome049: Bermuda is 'collecting' anyone who catches his Intuitions attention; not just Jinckuriki.
RozierIreie: If they go through with it...Yes, though they'll be finding theirselves in there for more than just an attempted Coup.
boodshound (Ch. 25) Magical London is already in a 'flailing panic' with the Goblins closing Gringotts, Ancient and Noble Lords/Ladies/Scions being kidnapped. Though they'll probably panic like headless chickens once they realize their 'savior' isn't there to save them and repair all their problems.
Usually Yes, but after what happened at the Repesentive Battles did you really think Bermuda would leave such an obvious weakness for anyone to exploit?
He's fount a way to store his Flames within the Magical Crystals Neville grows inside his gardens so that even if he's not physically there, there would be a good source of Night Flames resting there for them. Also while weak, their connection is still there as Bermuda can still feel the Vindice and they him; therefore its rather simple to just send a burst of his Flames over their Bonds.
What makes you think they aren't?
After all, Vongola Tech now resides inside Vendicare until they create a proper, working solution. (The Vindice weren't willing to risk the Vongola Decimo having the Cure to hold over their heads nor the brunette attempting to rescue Bermuda- without informing them of said Cure- with just the Hitman and his Guardians)
Yes.
Its actually Night Flames. I've said before Night Flames had an ability to absorb energy upon contact (Which is what it did to the Killing Curse) and Charka is nothing but physical/spiritual energy that is weaponized for a Shinobi's use.
Who said Bermuda 'recruited' just children? Also you're forgetting Byakuran is within that Vendicare.
Lil Hamari: It'll depend on how the story unfolds, personally I've been considering letting him keep one or two- someone will have to look after this Vendicare and uphold the Laws once Bermuda is gone- but I have yet to decided which ones.
bloodshound (Ch. 24) It happens.
Kamui works on the dead, it just doesn't work on Bermuda as it requires Chakra to be activated and Bermuda's Flames have been devouring any chakra that comes into contact with the Night Arcobaleno since the moment he arrived in this world.
If its still standing once Bermuda is done, its likely to have its own Vendicare/Vindice and the Chaos that comes with it. I doubt anything will be the same.
Guest: My apologizes but I'm going to have to refuse that request.
comodo50: Sometimes the Naruto World and the KHR World would merge into one is a sparse few Alternative Realities that Byakuran has gained memories from. So yes, he does know this world and the way its supposed to go (Naruto Comic/Anime currently does not exist in their world.).
He knows and he's enjoying every moment of it as Bermuda crafts a path he's never seen happen before.
They're still there. (Personally Bermuda thinks there is something mentally wrong with these spirits as they keep cooing over their "Naruto" while clinging to Amara. After all, how could a sane person mistake a person for a Ramen topping?)
Chapter 49
"Isn't this illegal?"
Amara questioned hesitantly as he glanced upon the Silverette angel floating above his head with a confused look only to be rewarded by a large smile and bright mirth filled eyes.
"Its only illegal if Bermuda-Chan finds out~"
"So, if Bermuda-Nii doesn't find out..."
"Anything is legal~"
"-the kid currently ripping out his spine next to Byakuran-kun is Kimminaru-kun. I picked him up in Kiri after I slaughtered his kin when they decided to resist arrest-"
To be honest, Bermuda knew he had been capable of dealing with them without having to spill a drop of blood but those savages had long since abandoned even a thought of humanity- driven mad but their own bloodlust and bloodline- left inside them; sometimes a 'Mercy' Killing was necessary within his line of work.
"-The Pixie and Giant in the gardens are Fu-Chan and Hans-kun. I picked them up on the borders of the Land of Waterfall after dealing with an attempted coup d'état in the Land of Spring-"
Honestly, humanity fount the strangest of things to fight over consider the coup d'état had been over some considering the 'Treasure' was nothing more than a giant generator which melted the snow from the Land of Spring.
"-Then there's the blind princess I indirectly rescued from a would be kidnapper-"
That one had been an accident. He hadn't been aware there was a child in the sack as he had originally believed the man- rushing down the streets with a still yet oversized sack over his shoulder- had been a bulgur attempting to make a run with his stolen good. Unfortunately- for the man- once he had dropped the bag, a small toddler size blue with dark blue hair- around Amara's age- had fallen halfway out.
While the Night Arcobaleno could overlook a simple burglary- should he be in a good enough mood- kidnapping he would not.
"-And the man playing Dolls with her is Sasori-kun. I picked him up when I was leaving Suna. "
The -almost- puppet reminded Bermuda a bit of a redhead Alejandro to the point it seemed impossible to leave the rouge behind- despite his numerous protest and refusals- so Bermuda hadn't.
Bam! "Kami-" Bam! "-Why?" Bam!
"Itachi-kun, if you keep hitting the wall like that you'll give yourself brain damage."
The Night Arcobaleno couldn't help but grant the Uchiha Heir a concerned look- not that anyone could see it beneath his bandages- as the dark haired boy ignored him in a valiant effort of breaking the obsidian- flame enforced, Rune warded-wall with the brute forced of his head alone.
Maybe he should wait to tell Itachi-kun he also kidnapped his brother?
"-Bermuda-Nii's the Bestest Brother."
"Its best and everyone knowns its Itachi-Nii."
"Bermuda-Nii!"
"Itachi-Nii!"
"Bermuda-Nii!
"Itachi-Nii!"
"Bermuda-Nii times a million!"
"Itachi-Nii times a zillion!"
'Aw, Minato look, Naruto's made his first Frienemy!~'
With a high pitched War Cry, Amara launched himself at the dark haired toddler-breaking the glaring completion the two had silently entered- as he attempted to suffocate the other boy using the snow around them.
Ghost- or spirits as some took insult to be called 'ghost' something about wither or not they looked like they were wearing sheet- while useful for gathering information- for dead man and woman they sure told a great deal of tales- were also a constant thorn in the Night Arcobaleno's psyche.
Especially when the redhead woman kept making cooing noises at him while attempting- futilely- to pinch his cheeks while whining to what Bermuda assumed to be her husband.
'Look how adorable our Naru-chan's Bermuda-Nii is Minato~'
He was a patient man; one had to be when they spent a millennium patiently awaiting the chance- the perfect moment- to extract one's revenge. He was...detached; clam- or as calm as he ever could be- so his judgement- unrelenting without an ounce of mercy- could never be clouded. Still...
If that woman attempting to pinch his cheeks or coo at him one more time, Bermuda swore he would exorcist her.
'Kushina, I don't' think he likes that.'
'Nonsense Minato.' The redhead sighed as though aspirated, 'He can't see us. Watch.'
Without another word, the redhead spirit lunged towards the Night Arcobaleno with a bright smile and arms open wide in a gesture the Vendicare Warden had only witnessed directed towards him from one other person- usually tall, blonde and going on about 'Cuddle Therapy'- so Bermuda would like to think he would be forgiven as he bodily flung himself away from the spirit.
"I swear to all that is Holy, I will find a way to rip off your arms and feed them to you should you try that agian."
He already had Giotto and Giotto 2.0 -CoughTsunayoshi-kunCough- The Night Arcobaleno did not need- want nor desire- a Giotto 3.0 to add to his collection.
'...Kushina, I think the creepy baby can see us.'
'He ...can...see...us?' The rouge haired woman questioned softly before her eyes seemed to lighten while a large- overly familiar- smile twisted upon his lips.
'Kushina, Don't!'
'Sorry about Kushina, she tends to get a little overexcited about things,' The blond haired man offered a soft yet sheepish smile- one of his hands rubbing against his purple cheek and his wife clung to the back of his cloak- to the creepy bandaged infant, 'So could you maybe.. You know... Put down the chains, slowly.'
To be honest, Minato wasn't sure how the creepy baby had managed to scrape his cheek- it hadn't even directly touched him yet he still had a bruise the size of a grapefruit... Maybe it was some type of Jutsu?- but seeing how the chains had turned a mountain into nothing but a pile of dust and rubble upon contact...
It would be in their best interest to pacify the infant before the young one perfected his aim.
'Are you an Uzumaki?!'
Unfortunately his beloved wife didn't seem to realize that as she suddenly surged past him with bright hopeful eyes and all but rushed the infant once more.
"I don't care if your God himself, I utterly refuse to call Amara 'Naruto'."
It wasn't anything personal against the spirits' obvious lack of naming skills, it was just that every time the Vendicare Warden heard Naruto he thought of Ramen. Every time he thought of Ramen the Night Arcobaleno's mind would instantly link it to Checkerface as nine times out of ten the bastard would be holding or eating the stuff as though it was God's Gift to Mankind.
Every time he thought of Checkerface...
Well, at this rate;, Iwa was going to have to change its name as Forty percent of its mountains mysteriously disappeared overnight; leaving nothing but an empty crater behind.
"Jager," Tsuna spoke slowly- mentally cursing Reborn for placing him in this situation- as golden eyes fixed upon him, "I... What I mean to say is.. If you want, we can look after Teddy for you?"
A heavy silence filled the air as the brunette squirmed beneath the focused gaze of Vendicare's Strongest Warrior- who appeared to either be glancing into his soul or attempting to mentally kill him- as the Vongola Decimo felt a sweat build on his brow.
"Sawada Tsunayoshi."
"Yes?" The brunette sat at attention his voice coming out a high pitch squeak many would associate with a unfortunate toddler's as the unformed Vindice physically turned to face him.
"If you so much as breathe on my Son, I will gorge out your eyes and feed them to you."
"HEEEIII!"
The Vongola Decimo shrieked as he felt his skin rapidly pale- his Hyper Intuition all but gleefully informing him should he do so Jager would not hesitate to do just that- before placing hands over his mouth as wide orange eyes darted around nervously as thought expecting the miniature Jager with those inhuman eyes to suddenly appear out of nowhere.
What?
The toddler was a mixture of Jager and Bermuda- both who had this unnerving habit of appearing randomly at the worst of times and dragging Reborn Level Chaos that would leave the unfortunate victim questioning their sanity alongside the very fabrics of reality, in tears and behind Vendicare Bars with them- therefore in his mind, it was a rather reasonable, logical fear.
"If you scream like that near my Son I will rip out your tongue," Jager spoke bluntly before turning on heel and heading for the office door.
"If Byakuran made it why can't we as well! We could go now and-
"Byakuran only made it because of the power the Mare Rings granted him," The white haired man spoke bluntly as he stared upon the Omnivore- who wilted slightly in on himself- cutting off the other mid rant, "Anyone else would have died before they reached the halfway mark."
This was why he didn't surround himself with Herbivores, Kyoya Hibari decided as he watched the escalating voice that rapidly filled the Vongola Decimo's Office, there wasn't a single brain between the lot of them.
"Maybe we could-"
"-what about Tsuna-Sama?"
"-anyone who attempts to use that scroll with die-"
Honestly, in Kyoya's opinion, the answer to their situation was rather obvious. Unfortunately none of those around him- the Herbivores, Omnivore or even the Baby Carnivore -seemed to realize it. It just proved the Herbivore's Stupidity was contagious and he should spend less time here and more time protecting Namimori least he himself become infected.
All they had to do was call The Vindice Carnivores.
If the issue was the transportation killing everyone before they made it to the other side, it was only logical to send someone who was already dead. After all, the Vendicare's Carnivorous Infant had made it through without any issues; therefore so should the others like him.
Well that or they could throw the Carnivore known as Checkerface to the other side.
The Scroll had been made and used by an 'Last True Earthling' before- though the Vendicare Infant was likely to murder the white haired Carnivore should he find his way there- so why wouldn't it work twice?
Mentally sighing, Kyoya closed his eyes- wishing he had stayed in Namimori- as the conversation descended into insults which descended into an all out brawl.
Opening his eyes, the Cloud scowled upon the mass of bodies, "For disturbing my peace, I will Bite you to Death."
Chapter 50
"I'm sorry Sensei," The white haired hermit spoke after a moment while hopping from foot to foot, "I have nothing; my Spy Networks have nothing. Whoever the Vindice are, they're complete unknowns."
It was worrying really.
Especially when one took into consideration how these bandaged creatures could just suddenly appear out of nowhere- as no one within the Elemental Nations knew where they had come from let alone what they were. It wasn't Natural, someone should have known something yet no one did- like shadows prying theirselves from the ground only to sweep across the Elemental Nations with a harsh, unrelenting hand.
"How is that possible?"
"You know, I asked myself that same question."
"And what answer did you come up with," Hiruzen questioned as he raised a brow at his Student.
"The Shinigami is pissed at us."
Minato had probably fount a way from setting the creature onto them for the mistreatment, disappearance and possible Death of His and Kushina's son.
"Bermuda-Nii, I don't want to go to the Academy."
The feminine blond haired five year old pouted at the infant- who strangely enough never seemed to grow- sitting at a desk surrounded by those strange papers Bermuda-Nii called 'Torture'.
"And I don't want to deal with Idiots but I fear the world doesn't always give us what we want Amara."
"But, can't I stay with you in Vendicare?" Amara begged softly giving the other his pleading 'Kicked Puppy left in the Rain' look Saskue-Teme helped him perfect, "I promise I'll be quiet and stay out of your way. I'll sit in the corner of the room and you won't even know I'm there!"
"I won't know you're there because you won't be there. Education is important if you wish to amount to anything, Amara."
"But, Bermuda-Nii, can't you just teach me?"
"No," Bermuda spoke bluntly not even bothering to glance up from the cursed paperwork that seemed to follow him everywhere he went, "While I could teach you basics, I have no Chakra and no proper understanding of how it works-" The spirits had been no help on that matter. The redhead using too many words like 'Pow', 'Bam', 'Boom' and 'Kick Ass' while the blond had sputtered and attempted to simplify words The Night Arcobaleno had never heard before. "-You need a proper Tutor outside of Itachi-kun."
"But-"
"No."
"I-"
"Absolutely not."
"Kisame-"
"Has a mission out in The Land of Water."
"Itachi-"
"Is rather busy."
"Han-"
"Patrolling the lower levels all week."
"Gaara-"
"Will be attending school here."
"Then why can't I?!"
"You promised Sasuke-kun you would attend the Academy with him."
"I lied-"
"No," Amara couldn't help but still as an icy chill filled the room and Bermuda-Nii's voice deepened- for once actually sounding like the Demon Itachi-Nii always accused Bermuda-Nii of being- as a bandaged head snapped to face him directly, "Your Word is Your Law Amara. Once given it must always be followed through and can never be taken back. It is why one must be cautious when handing it out. "
"W-" The blond haired child nervously licked his suddenly chapped lips- Had it always been this hot in here?- as Sky Blue eyes locked upon the Vendicare Warden, "Why?"
"If You cannot abide by Your Word, Amara, how can you expect Other's to do the Same?"
"I-" Amara began only to cut off with a slight frown, "But not everyone does. "
"It does not matter what everyone else does Amara," The Night Arcobaleno spoke bluntly; a sharp serious edge to his tone, "We are The Vindice, Our Word is Law. Therefore you will attend the Academy with Sasuke-kun as you promised even if I have to drag you there myself."
If asked Bermuda would confess- in one of the most indirect, mystifying ways possible- that he wasn't an good person- there was no point in lying to oneself after all- nor did he try to be.
He had done and seen too much to pretend.
But what he was-and always would be-was a Possessive Bastard when it came to what was HIS no matter how indirectly that connection may be.
So when the blanked masked 'Shinobi' came to forcibly recruit Uchiha Shushi under the orders of their- ever growing paranoid- Leader they fount theirselves greeted by a infant dressed in the same uniform as the growingly infamous Vindice.
After all, Shushi was Itachi's and Itachi was His therefore Shushi was His and no one- not even the one eye War Hawk- was permitted to touch what was His.
The Root Operatives never even had a chance to scream as Black -that radiated silent fury, rage and killing intent- Flames consumed all.
"ITTAAACCCHHHII, HEEELP MEEEE!"
Itachi had to confess when he had returned to Vendicare from his mission in Kumo; the first thing he had expected to see was his beloved brother- who for some reason seemed to adore the prison- possible Amara or even the Demonic Infant.
What he had not expected to see though was his playful cousin: Shushi running away from a giant that was swimming through the air as though it was water.
For a moment all the Uchiha Heir could do was stare in utter silence before he fount him voice- which had all but abandoned him for a moment- once more, "Bermuda-San?"
"Yes Itachi-kun?"
The infants voice somehow rang above the cries from his cousin while keeping its mellowed, gentle tone- as the bandaged Arcobaleno continued onwards with his paperwork; not even bothering to glance up from the Devilry least it attempt to breed again.
"Why is My Cousin running away from a Flying Shark?"
"I would like to think its due to his preference to stay amongst the living."
"And the shark is flying because?"
What?
He was curious and who wouldn't be seeing as not only was the creature somehow surviving outside of water but it was flying without the use of Charka and Jutsu. By all rights it shouldn't be possible even when one applied Shinobi Logic to the situation.
"It most likely got tired of swimming in the ocean. Not that I can blame it seeing what humanity throws in there these days."
The Night Arcobaleno spoke as though it was the most obvious answer in the world as he grabbed another piece of parchment from the middle of the large stack of papers towering over his small form without causing it to so much as shiver.
"Bermuda-san," Itachi spoke slowly granting the infant a concerned look, "Exactly where did you come from again?"
"You mean to tell me, You forgot you had Your portion of the Night Flame Mirrors on you this whole time?"
Resisting the urge to fidget underneath the fierce scowl and judgmental eyes of his Right Hand man- or rather his reflection?- Bermuda slowly nodded his head, "Yes..."
It wasn't as though he expected it to work in another world after all...
Jager couldn't not help but sigh heavily as he ran bandaged hand through his hair before focusing his gaze upon the dark haired soulless eye twelve year old standing slightly behind His Beloved Lord.
"Please hit Lord Bermuda for me. I'm afraid with my absence the stupidly of those he insists to surround himself with has began to run amuck."
There would be 'Lessons' the moment he awaiting his Beloved Lord for this amount of stupidity -that damn Marshmallow Bastard was most likely Ground Zero for- which had obvious infected the younger with now that the golden eyed Vindice wasn't there to shelter Bermuda from it.
"Of course."
Jager could never be allowed to physically meet Itachi-kun, Bermuda decided as he observed the two converse over the Two Way Mirror.
"My sincerest apologizes for any trouble Lord Bermuda may have-"
"-Understand completely-"
"-unintentional chaos-"
"-difficult-"
No, he was not sulking...
Okay, maybe slightly but that was to be expected as the hope that swelled his chest moments before was ruthlessly crushed when Jager informed him he was to be 'grounded' upon return- was that even possible? He was well over a millennium, The Vendicare Founder and Vindice Leader; therefore he was too old, to mature to be grounded...Right?- alongside the golden eyed Vindice's 'Lessons' to 'cure' him of 'stupidity, forgetfulness, and any and all... Ill side effects long-term exposure with the Marshmallow Bastard has caused'.
Honestly, one would think Byakuran-kun was an unholy Plague considering the way Jager was reacting.
"Oi, Jager! Is that Bermuda's voice coming from your mirror?!"
A voice the Night Arcobaleno recognized as Small Gia suddenly questioned from the background causing all sound on the other side to cease.
"Yes-"
The golden eyed Vindice didn't get any further as he was suddenly tackled out of sight- the mirror thankfully began caught by a bandaged hand before it could shatter upon the marble floor- by what appeared to be a dozen Vindice in their rush to see.
For a moment all the Uchiha Heir and the Vendicare Warden could see was an up-close to white bandages- soulless eyes briefly glanced towards the infant with a clear 'are they always like that' with him. The Night Arcobaleno could only grant a brief nod in answer- before everything shifted and suddenly Bermuda was staring into a the face of a familiar blue haired Vindice with clear relief in his eyes, "Lord Bermuda."
Huh, now that he looked it appeared the other had fled the Great Hall in favor for his workshop.
"Alejandro... I take it Jager is a bit preoccupied?"
"I would not know," Alejandro confess the sides of his bandages shifting slightly as they concealed his obvious amusement, "I did not care to stay and find out, least I also face his wrath. Though I figured you would like to see Teddy while you have the opportunity."
Teddy...
His and Jager precious Little One.
"That I would," Bermuda confessed; bluntly ignoring the confusion that flashed within the depths of Soulless Black eyes. He didn't need to answer when a toddler- strange, the little one didn't seem that much older than he did the last time Bermuda last saw him. Maybe there was a difference in the time streams?- suddenly joined Alejandro in the mirror with a bright happy smile, "Daddy!"
Had he not already been dead, Bermuda is certain he would have stopped breathing at the happy voice-which reminded him so much of how his used to be before it changed with age- pierced his ears.
"Daddy," He Toddler spoke again, his smile growing as Teddy all but bounced in place and small hands grabbed ahold to the mirror, "Home!"
Daddy...Home...
Teddy had already began to learn speech? Teddy had already spoken his first word and he... He had missed it?
Beneath the bandages, cloak and skin of a toddlerized Vindice; Night Flames raged.
He didn't care if a War came out of this, Bermuda swore as the infant threw an empty bottle of whiskey at a wall-listening to the glass as it jingled against the ground- before burying his unbandage face into his arm.
The moment he was back in his own world, he was going to KILL Tsunayoshi-kun in the slowest, most agonizing way his Vindicated Mind could create.