Hello everyone, Jiro here! Writing this over my 'commission' to see if I still got it lol. Hope you enjoy, and check out the fic The Rainbow Duelists if you like YuGiOh, cuz that's my commission. Thanks for everything, Jiro 'The Father Of Halflings' Uchiha, OTF INC.
Jiro felt his power spike as he sensed various beings run from the vicinity, struggling to keep himself under control. I must at least remove him from the city before I lose control. He thought, struggling as he tried to gain control of his emotions. Naruto erupted in light, coating himself in his Rikudou chakra cloak, bearing the Ying-Yang style rods and Truth Seeking Balls. Jiro narrowed his eyes, thinking that he wouldn't be able to touch Naruto in this form, but some part of his mind laughed at him. Jiro exploded forward, faster than Naruto could comprehend, and grabbed him by the face, leaping into the air and flying towards the desert, throwing Naruto, teleporting to where he would land.
Using the few sparse seconds he had before Naruto arrived, Jiro calmed himself, his power spike lessening as he concentrated on keeping control. He saw Naruto vanish, landing on his feet, barely scathed. The sight made Jiro angry, and his power surged again, his power extremely hard to keep under control as he stared down Naruto. Shit. It's hard enough to keep my eyes under control, let alone all of this Ki. He thought, figuring the best way to keep himself under control was to simply rid his body of the Ki. Looking behind Naruto, he realized that there was nothing but a mountain range. He opened his hand, a ball of sickly gray energy swirling into form as he smiled a dark, toothy grin.
"You ready?" he asked, Naruto folding his arms as Jiro laughed, the power going to his head and changing his behavior. He threw the energy ball, made up of a miniscule fraction of his power, Naruto easily avoiding it. He scoffed. "Is that the best you got?" he asked, and Jiro began laughing insanely. "Look behind you." he said, Naruto looking behind him and freezing. He saw a clear blue sky, looking back to Jiro in horror. "Just think, that mountain range could've been you." he said, laughing as his voice took on a gravelly tone as his hair became slightly rigid, electricity sparking around his body from the sheer power. Naruto snarled, the Truth Seeking Balls behind him forming into various forms of Rasengan.
The balls all orbited one huge Rasengan, Jiro laughing as he slapped his chest. "Come at me." he said, taunting Naruto. Naruto growled, the Rasengan all turning into Rasen-Shuriken as He surged forward. Jiro noticed the chakra signature of the Flying Thunder God technique, a jutsu used primarily for high speed movement. However, Jiro perceived it as a slow attack, spreading his arms and clenching his fists as he braced himself to take the attack head on, sick smile on his face. Naruto through his arm forward, ten different Rasen-Shuriken all within contact range of Jiro, who inhaled.
Goku and Vegeta froze, the man in the orange gi looking to his friend. "Vegeta, do you feel that?" he asked, the King scowling as he looked out to the desert. "Some miniscule power source seems to be facing this monstrous force." he said, and Goku nodded. "Should we go out there and see what it is?" he asked, and Vegeta snickered. "Far be it from me to stop you Kakkarot. But I will stay here until I feel it's a threat to my city." he said, and Goku sighed, looking out to the desert with worry.
Jiro flexed, his pectoral muscles unleashing a huge burst of wind, the Rasen-Shuriken all blown away by just the force of his muscle moving. Naruto leapt back, shaken by the mammoth burst of wind. Naruto turned behind him, watching rock tear away as a small tornado formed, dissipating quickly. Jiro laughed darkly. "My bad, my chest itched. Try again, I won't block." he said, and Naruto growled, repeating his last actions, using both arms for double the power. When he reached Jiro and struck him, he teleported backwards to avoid being caught in the blast.
Goku and Vegeta frowned as they saw the explosion. "Since we can't sense this smaller power source very well, shall we assume it's not of this world?" Vegeta asked, Goku shrugging. "I'm not sure. Whatever it is, it managed to bring out that kind of energy signature." he said, and they turned to see one of Vegeta's foot soldiers standing nervously, shaking slightly. "Well, what is it?" Vegeta asked, loudly and harshly, making the frightened Saiyan yelp in fear before gathering his composure. "Y-Your Highness, the data you asked for has returned." he said, and Vegeta glanced to Goku before nodding for the Saiyan to continue. "It seems that the general consensus is that the individual generating the huge power source in the desert is Jiro Uchiha, Your Highness." he said, and Vegeta looked to Goku, who frowned at what he heard.
Naruto looked about, wondering what to do next after hitting Jiro with an attack that could likely defeat Kaguya singlehandedly. He looked back to the city, his thoughts traveling briefly over food as he turned to walk away. Naruto sensed something coming at him from behind, leaping away to see two extremely long objects bury themselves in the nearest rock formation. Naruto looked to where the objects came from, realizing that they were Jiro's fingers. Hearing Jiro chuckle as his fingers returned to normal length, Naruto growled. Jiro rolled his neck, unscathed. "That was adorable." he said, dusting his pants off. Sighing as he straightened himself, Jiro smiled. "So, are you gonna actually try now?" he asked, and Naruto snarled, his chakra cloak expanding as he morphed into Bijuu mode, something that made Jiro laugh.
In his Bijuu mode, Naruto glared down at Jiro, who stood still as if waiting for Naruto to make a move. "Are you going to attack or just float there compensating?" he asked, and Naruto blinked before realizing what Jiro implied. Throwing his hand out, a huge black ball formed in the maw of the energy Kyuubi Naruto was surrounded by. Jiro laughed, looking up to Naruto with a brow raised..
"Come on now, you can do better than a simple Bijuu Ball! Remember what happened at the Jonin exams with Minato!?" he shouted, Naruto growing angry and lifting the energy cloak's arms, mammoth Rasen-Shuriken forming in their palms. Jiro laughed harder, taunting the Hokage. "Oh come now, you must have more than that for the one who killed your wife AND Child!" he shouted, Naruto's expression becoming berserk as all of his chakra was slammed together in one, titanic Rasen-Shuriken. Naruto screamed, enraged. He threw the monster energy ball at Jiro, his voice becoming hoarse from his rage.
Vegeta and Goku saw the mammoth energy ball erupt, watching as the explosion shook the city despite not reaching it. "What the fuck IS that?" Vegeta asked, and Goku frowned. "I Don't know, but I think it's time we go find out." he said, Vegeta sighing in agreement as the duo left through the open window, heading towards the desert. On the way there, Goku looked to Vegeta. "With the mood Jiro is likely in, should we put him down?" Goku asked, and Vegeta frowned. "No. We tire him out. He doesn't possess the same power that we do. It should be fairly simple." he said, and Goku nodded, looking out to the desert as they closed in.
His power faded, Naruto laughed lightly as he saw the size of the explosion. Using minimal amounts of chakra to create a gust of wind that blew away the dust, he saw that the energy was still, and began to shrink. He frowned, wondering why that was. I've never thrown that much power into an attack. He thought, figuring that was the reason for the odd phenomenon. He exhaled, closing his eyes as he began to smile, happy that he had finally completed what he sought to do. "Now to break Hueco Mmundo's spirits and finish them off." he said, laughing as he turned and walked away. He stopped, sensing two astronomical power sources heading his way, cursing as he heard a sharp exhale. He spun, freezing as he saw Jiro, unscathed, a demented look on his face.
"I think It's time we switched roles. I'll go on the offensive." he said, laughing as he vanished and reappeared in front of Naruto in less than a second, slamming his knee into Naruto's stomach, letting out a sharp hiss, as if he felt the same pain Naruto did. As Naruto went flying, Jiro vanished, appearing in front of the airborne ninja, repetitively slamming his fists into Naruto's face and chest, the crunch of bone audible in the distance as Jiro kicked him into the air, vanishing and grabbing Naruto by the face, slamming him into the ground and grinding his flesh against the stinging sand, lifting the battered and bloodied Hokage by his face, dropping him and slamming his fist into his face as hard as he could, sending the Uzumaki flying. He laughed as he teleported away in pursuit.
Ichigo cursed. "Damn that Naruto. If only he were as powerful as I am." he said, and Darui, the current Raikage, looked to him. "Then go save him. We lose this war if he dies." he said, the large room, filled with Soul Reapers and ninja alike, along with a few demons, all nodding in agreement. Ichigo cursed, vanishing as he went to Naruto's rescue.
Jiro stopped, flying over a large black crescent of energy, looking up to see Ichigo Kurosaki holding Naruto. "I have no qualms with you Soul Reaper. Drop the Uzumaki." he said, and Ichigo shook his head. "You know I can not do that." he said, and Jiro sighed. "It's a pity that I'll have to kill you too." he said, and Ichigo froze, whirling around to see Jiro, the Saiyan somehow in two places at once. Jiro slammed his fist into Ichigo's face, the, what Ichigo assumed, clone vanishing as the real Jiro caught Ichigo by the throat with his teeth, spinning and tossing Ichigo, tearing flesh away from his throat, forcing Ichigo to cover his neck to avoid bleeding out.
Jiro frowned, watching as Ichigo caught Naruto as he fell from the sky, opening a portal to the Soul Society. "Why are you letting me leave?" he asked, and Jiro laughed. "Because I want to fight you two when you are actually worth my time." he said, laughing. "That and I'd like to be in complete control when I kill the both of you." he said, watching Ichigo leave with Naruto as his power began to spike again, this time from anger at himself. I can't believe I just let Naruto get away. He thought, hearing a deep chuckle in the back of his mind. Obviously you wanted to face an opponent who could challenge you. he heard, frowning at his Zanpakuto's voice in his head. "That's absurd. I wouldn't care if Naruto could challenge me." he said, and the deep voice resounded with another laugh.
You are on a different world Child, you weren't in your right mind. The Jiro Uchiha who just defeated Naruto Uzumaki was an elite Saiyan Warrior, not the chimera of talent that rules over Hueco Mundo. He stated, and Jiro cursed. Spinning and throwing his hand out, Jiro unleashed a large Ki blast that wiped out everything it touched, his fists clenching in anger. You must relax. The two most powerful Saiyans are fast approaching. He said, and Jiro snarled, his lips twisting upwards. "Good. Maybe I'll take out my frustrations on them." he said, knowing full well that he'd be incapable of defeating Goku or Vegeta.
Back in Hueco Mundo, Mogui walked through the halls, his younger brother Red Rufus with him. "So, any particular reason why you didn't help us fight Dad's parents?" he asked, and Mogui looked to his younger brother lazily. "Of course. I did not want to join a pointless battle." he said, and Rufus frowned. "If you were with us, we could have won." he said, and Mogui chuckled. "Surely you don't believe that?" he asked, and Rufus rose a brow. Mogui sighed. "Allow me to explain to you why we stood no chance." he stated as they rounded a corner.
"First, we challenged them after Mother gave Mistress Hinata the title of Sternritter H. Second, Master Sasuke possess the Rinnegan, which allow him to absorb energy through physical contact, switch the placement of items, and to use all Nature Transformation jutsu styles, along with Yin, Yang and Yin-Yang style techniques." he began, nodding to Grimmjow as he passed him by. "Second, even if we could outsmart them and out maneuver Master Sasuke, there is no possible way we can defeat his Susano'o. Not even if I Mega Evolved." he said, and Rufus looked to him. "Weren't you transfused with Father's blood? Wouldn't that give you some form of Dojutsu?" he asked, and Mogui shrugged.
"Even if Father's DNA gave me the Sharingan, I have no way of awakening it, or ascending to the Mangekyou level, where I'd learn my special ability." he said, and Rufus rose a brow. "Special ability? Father doesn't have one of those." he said, and Mogui hummed. "Master Sasuke's Mangekyou forces people to tell the truth, Ichiro's allows him to control the flow of air around him to enhance his Jutsu, and as far as my knowledge goes, Itachi has no Mangekyou yet." he said, and Rufus hummed. "What about Father's cousin, Izuna?" he asked, and Mogui hummed. "Ask him yourself." he said, and Rufus blinked, looking from Mogui to see Izuna standing against a wall, watching the newly released Gremmy being dragged around by Sternritter V, Giselle Gewelle.
Mogui nodded his greeting to Izuna, moving past to break up the Ex-Sternritter and the current Sternritter. Rufus stood next to Izuna, laughing. "Hilarious, aren't they?" he asked, trying to break the ice. The emerald eyed Uchiha glanced to him, sighing. "Annoying." he said, and Rufus laughed. Izuna pushed himself off the wall, turning to walk away. "You wished to know what unique ability my Mangekyou possess?" he asked, and Rufus blinked in surprise. Izuna chuckled. "My Mangekyou Sharingan allows me to turn wood, especially wood generated from Senju Wood Jutsu, into thick sheets of paper that are impervious to the elements." he said, and Rufus hummed as he walked away. Impervious to the elements? Rufus could use that for taking notes mid-battle.
Grabbing both Gremmy and Giselle by their collars, he pulled them apart, setting them down away from each other. "Giselle, what did the Queen tell you about dragging around those with a lower status then your own?" he asked, and Giselle giggled. Gremmy growled, sending the current Sternritter V a glare, Mogui noticing and chuckling. "I forgot, you used to be Sternritter V, were you not?" he asked, the hooded Quincy nodding. Mogui laughing, walking away. "You two get along. And please Giselle, respect Gremmy's personal space." he said, and the long haired Quincy laughed, walking away with his friend in tow.
Entering the throne room, he noticed Bambietta sitting alone, the miniature Jiro off on some odd task or another. "You wished to see me mother?" he asked, and she nodded. "I did. I want to ask you personally what you think of Naruto's absence." she stated, and Mogui inhaled. "Our enemy must have some reason for not going on the offensive. Perhaps he is forging new alliances, training himself or having a conflict of his own. I know not. All I know is that with all of our forces, along with the recent additions to the Einharjar, we should be victorious." he said, and she nodded. "What's with you and the odd Pokemon in the Einharjar?" she asked, a more casual tone that allowed Mogui to relax.
"Simple. Everytime I hear of a new Pokemon that can utilize Mega Evolution, I train a member of said species till they ascend beyond that. Infact, I have even considered implanting various non-Pokemon cells into these Pokemon to see how it affects their transformation. Ninja Cells and Soul Reaper cells seem to do no major changes, but another type of Cell, left behind by Father's last visit, seems to have major effects on Mega evolution." he stated, and Bambietta nodded. "Keep up the work with that." she said, and he nodded. "Is there anything else Mother?" he asked, and he noticed her crack a smile when he said that. "How is Gremmy doing after his release?" she asked, and Mogui sighed.
"Gremmy seems to have become Giselle's new focus, as the boy can't leave him alone." he said, and Bambietta smiled. "Serves him right. Any signs of rebellion?" she asked, and Mogui chuckled, as if finding the notion absurd. "Of course not. He's a weakened Quincy who is being controlled by a Sternritter. That notion is highly unlikely, and in the event that Gremmy decides to rebel, Giselle is more than capable of taking him out. She has the title of Sternritter V for a reason." he said, Bambietta smiling as she dismissed Mogui, who bowed with the utmost respect before departing the room. Bambietta sighed after he left, grumbling to herself about Gremmy being a 'stuck up brat', remembering to keep an eye on him.
Jiro waited for Goku and Vegeta to arrive, the duo seeming displeased with the state of the desert. "What happened here?" Vegeta asked, Jiro turning completely to Vegeta with a frown on his face. "My nemesis somehow ended up in Saiyan city. I removed him from the city to prevent and major damage." he said, and Goku scratched the back of his head. "I don't see him anywhere." he stated, and Jiro nodded, clenching his fists. "I let him go. I lost control of myself and let him escape." he said, and Vegeta folded his arms, a scowl ever present on his face. "What could have possibly made you do that?' he asked, and Jiro exhaled. "I have no idea. I was overwhelmed with power. I could barely keep my eyes under control." he said, and Goku blinked.
"Why are your eyes so important?" he asked, and Jiro sighed. "My eyes possess many special techniques ranging from illusions to hypnosis and inextinguishable flames and so on. My eyes are also a fusion of both of my parent's, which makes them a bit more difficult to control." he said, and Vegeta frowned. "That's absurd. How can you hope to defeat any of your enemies when you can't even control your eyes of all things?" he asked, and Jiro sighed. "Same way I always have. I use my energy to constrict myself. I use my own energy to hold all of my power down until I decide it's needed." he said, and Vegeta hummed.
"And if you were to release your control of your body over to the power?" Vegeta questioned, Jiro shrugging. "The natural Uchiha instinct is to use your Mangekyou, which would tire you out faster if you weren't used to it. However, every Mangekyou has a different ability, and I literally have no idea what mine is." he said, and Vegeta smirked, looking to Goku. "What's say we see what his eyes are made of?" he asked, Goku chuckling, itching for a fight. Vegeta turned to Jiro. "You will train with Kakkarot, then Me. Your objective is to use and control this 'power' of yours." he stated, and Jiro nodded, wondering if he even could.
Entering the large Mess Hall, Mogui sighed as he looked about, seeing various Individuals dining together. With the recent developments, the newly christened Sternritter seemed to be garnering most of the attention. Walking up to the tables where food was constantly being prepared, Mogui grabbed an apple, sitting down at a far table and sighing. Looking up, he noticed he sat at a table with Johan, Vivian, and one of the new guys, a masked fellow by the name of Gerrard Valkyrie. Johan laughed, looking to the apple in Mogui's hand.
"Surely a man of your stature should be eating more than a measly apple?" he said, Mogui opening his mouth and throwing the whole apple in, swallowing it without chewing it. "An apple will be fine for now. I have no present intentions of dining, as I am on duty." he said, and Vivian rose a brow. "You're still on that Wachtmeister shit? Weren't you promoted to Prince?" she asked, and Mogui nodded. "I am Prince Mogui Yi Uchiha. That will not change my duties as second in command and Wachtmeister." he said, Johan looking to Gerrard with a smile.
"Gerrard! Tell the boy he should make the best of his title." he said, the masked man laughing. "It's good the kid knows how to work. Least we know he's reliable." he said, Mogui sighing. "My title as Prince is merely a placeholder. I see no reason to bask in a title I have not earned." he said, and Vivian chuckled. "Kid, you're a Prince. Jiro raised you, and you were transfused with his blood. That makes you connected biologically too." he said, and Mogui sighed, standing. "I must go. I am receiving telepathic reports that a commotion is brewing in a nearby hall." he said, and Johan laughed. "Remember that the title of Prince makes you the person we'll look to if something happens to Jiro." he said, and they watched Mogui walk away, his orange scales changing color, darkening with emotion before returning to their bright orange hue.
Exiting the mess Hall, he noticed that it was Gremmy and Giselle, but they weren't alone. Sitting on the floor sound asleep was one of those 'poyo' things his Father brought from the other dimension. Walking up to the duo, they looked to him, Giselle seeming nervous. "Hey there Scaly!" he said, and Mogui groaned, irritated. "What seemed to be the problem?" he asked, Gremmy raising his voice. "Giselle wants me to wear a fur suit to match that thing!" he shouted, Mogui raising a brow, noticing that the 'poyo' was infact pink, and wearing a brown fur suit as it stood. It turned sideways slightly, winding up it's arm as it began to glow. Turning away from the poyo, who stood spinning his arm, Mogui looked to Giselle. "Please leave Gremmy alone. If he wants to be that edgy 'everyone hates me' Quincy off in a corner talking to a penny, a potato chip and a napkin, then let him." he said, and Gremmy shot to his feet, Mogui turning to him casually.
"Giselle may dress like a girl, but that does not give him the right to put me in fur suits or you the right to insult for not wanting too!" he said, noticing that Mogui held his hand out, his open palm holding the pink creature in his fur suit. "What is that thing gonna do?" he asked, and the poyo puffed up it's cheeks in anger, exhaling and then swinging his fist, which, Mogui just noticed, was steaming. His fist connected with Gremmy's nose, the force from the blow blowing Mogui's hair back slightly as Gremmy was sent flying into the nearest wall, where he crashed, cracking the stone. Mogui sighed.
"Looks like you're going to have to fix that." he said, walking away with a look of irritated disinterest. Gremmy stood, albeit slowly, clutching his face with a hand soaked in blood. "Me? That little fucker just broke my nose!" he shouted, pointing to the small fur-suited creature on Giselle's head. Mogui rose a brow. "Your fault for hitting the wall." he said, and Gremmy stood speechless as Mogui vanished from sight.
Heading outside into the mammoth center courtyard surrounded by the monstrous castle, Mogui exhaled as he looked at the beauty of it all. Walking over to the skyscraper of a tree that resided in the center, Mogui sat down, enjoying the shade. He noticed a few people around, Fonias and Weregar, the fact those two were spending time together coming off as an odd thing to Mogui. How often do I just relax like Johan said? He wondered, and glanced around as he thought. Perhaps I should just take the time to relax. He said, his consciousness slowly fading as he sat under the tree.
Ichigo screamed in pain, the medical procedure to fix his throat being without numbing him. Naruto laid nearby in a full body cast, having sustained mind boggling amounts of damage. "How is Naruto still alive?" Ichigo asked, Mayuri, the insane scientist, laughing as he explained. "It seems as if there is energy inside him keeping him alive. Which, going off my data on Naruto, is exactly the case. He will make a quick recovery with a little help," he explained, a sick grin on his face. "and he shouldn't sustain permanent injury." he finished, Ichigo sighing. "Mayuri, while I rest here, I want you to send Shinji and Rose out to Hueco Mundo." he said, and Mayuri rose a brow.
"That's quite odd Captain Commander. Only two men against an army numbering in the tens of thousands? Are you hoping to do something specific?" he asked, and Ichigo shook his head, an action that caused him pain in his injured neck, making his voice raspy. "No. The combination of their Zanpakuto are enough to overwhelm that entire army." he said, confident in their ability. Mayuri nodded, a devilish smirk on his face. "As you wish." he said, leaving to inform everyone of Ichigo's plans.
Gathered in the meeting room, Mayuri smiled as he stood in Ichigo's place. "What's the big idea? Why is Mayuri in Ichigo's spot?" Renji asked, the mad scientist laughing. "Ichigo has informed me of his next assignment for some of you." he said, and they all seemingly rose a brow. "You? I find that hard to believe." Byakuya stated, and Mayuri laughed. "Don't believe me, what do I care? Ichigo has no plans for you anyway." he said, locking eyes with the Squad 6 captain, who glared back at him. He broke away, laughing as Byakuya scoffed. "Anyway, Kurosaki says that Shinji and Rose are to attack Hueco Mundo. He states that the combination of their Zanpakuto should be able to defeat and outwit many, if not all in the Uchiha army." he stated, the two Visored looking to each other.
The meeting dismissed, Mayuri headed back to his lab, wondering how he can use the orders Ichigo wanted given out to his advantage. "I could always let them take their lieutenants with them." he said, chuckling. Entering his lab, he sighed as he passed by his third seat, Akon, the oddly horned man nodding his respect. Entering his personal space, he looked through a closet at various vials, ranging from the blood of an insect to Ichigo's hair. He reached into his coat, taking out another vial, one made from Naruto's blood, setting it down with the rest. "Naruto and Ichigo's DNA in the same place. How lucky am I?" he asked, laughing loudly at his thoughts.
Mogui woke up quickly when he sensed foreign energy on Hueco Mundo. Before he could even react, his mother sent out a psychic message summoning everyone to the courtyard where he was, as it was larger than the throne room, and could hold more people. Mogui sighed as he stood, greeting people as they arrived, his Mother's arrival one of the last. He bowed to her, and she nodded with a smile, standing directly under the tree. "I am sure you are all aware of the foreign energy on Hueco Mundo." she stated, everyone nodding. "Now of course, normally whoever reached the threat first would be in charge of taking out the threat, but today, I wanted to give everyone a chance at the duo that approaches Las Noches." she said, and Mogui rose a brow.
"So, who wants a chance at the two Soul Reapers heading our way?" she asked, many people remaining silent to not start an angry mob of people vying for the chance to fight. Bambietta rose a brow, smiling as she noticed the silence. "No one? No one wishes to put their life on the line to protect Las Noches?" she asked, Mogui growing irritated at the fact that no one, not even the loud and boisterous Johan said anything. "I'll take care of it." he said, and Bambietta looked to him, as did everyone else. "Are you sure Mogui? You should be at the castle incase of a second attack." Hinata said, Mogui nodding. "I can sense the power of those I'm fighting. This will be fairly simple." he said, turning and hunching over, his wings erupting from his back as he took off to confront the two Soul Reapers who dared to interrupt his nap.
Bambietta blinked, the miniature Jiro standing next to her shaking his head. "Are you sure it was wise to send him out there against two Soul Reapers with Non offensive Zanpakuto?" he asked, and she shrugged. "Sure, why not?" she asked, and he sighed. "Mogui has a very bad temper. And they woke him up from a rare nap. It's not going to be pretty." he said, and she blinked. "Just how powerful is Mogui?" she asked, and Jiro chuckled. "Far beyond a Soul Reaper Captain." he said, Bambietta looking out to the sky, wondering what she just unleashed.
Jiro panted as he leapt back, his energy still at a constant level, having yet to fall slightly. He noticed that Goku had begun to sweat, showing Jiro that he had made some form of progress, as he was unable to do that a few weeks ago. Surging forward, Goku sidestepped, Jiro's feet hitting the ground as he spun, throwing his elbow behind him to strike Goku, who leaned to the right to avoid the elbow, Jiro bending his leg and striking Goku in the stomach, rolling on one leg and tossing the Saiyan, Jiro's energy making a slight dip. He looked to the sky, noticing that the sun moved downwards in the sky, signaling the afternoon. I've been fighting them for at least four hours. How am I still going? He wondered, watching Goku laugh as he wiped sweat from his brow, signaling for Vegeta to train with Jiro.
Mogui tucked his wings in, flipping as he slid across the warm sands of Hueco Mundo. He sighed, looking about, sensing the duo nearby. Growling because he was irritated, and slightly tired, Mogui shook his head, sensing them to his left. Turning to the left, he began to walk forward. Calm down Mogui he heard in his head, the miniature version of his Father speaking to him, trying to calm him down. Why should I? I try to relax once and take someone else's advice, and two Captain level Soul Reapers show the fuck up and ruin my nap. He said, angered as he saw them in the distance. Are you seriously throwing a temper tantrum? Jiro asked jokingly, Mogui frowning as he shot angrily into the air after the duo. "You have no idea." he said, aloud, closing in on the duo.
Jiro was much warier than before, Vegeta being a much different opponent than Goku, whose fighting style seemed very relaxed, unlike Vegeta's tense, powerful fighting style. Walking around Vegeta slowly, fists clenched, he noticed Vegeta's lack of movement. Do I close in? He wondered, looking to his own posture briefly. He noticed that his fists were clenched the whole time, something that he didn't normally do. He exhaled, opening his hands as he stepped closer to Vegeta, the Saiyan King scowling at him as always. "Where are these eyes of yours?" he asked, and Jiro wondered if he should even use them. He straightened his posture. "Your Highness, I am quite unsure about using my Mangekyou due to my inexperience." he said, and Vegeta rose a brow.
"Something you claim is a part of your genetics is unfamiliar to you? I find that hard to believe." he said, and Jiro sighed, nodding. "I prefer physical combat. And, at a younger, weaker age, my eyes would have caused extreme strain to my vision and the nerves and blood vessels in and around my eyes, so I neglected their usage. Infact, My Mangekyou, which I used only twice, has only been used for techniques inherited from my father." he said, and Vegeta nodded. "Very well then." he said, unfolding his arms and turning, taking his normal fighting stance. "We'll see if we can draw it out then." he stated, taking the offense and charging Jiro, making him curse.
Vegeta slammed his head into Jiro's chest, sending him flying, the ninja flipping in midair, landing safely, jumping away from a ki blast from Vegeta. Vegeta is far beyond me in all aspects. I may have to resort to using my eyes. He thought, flying forward around a barrage of Ki blasts, one striking him in the knee, the searing heat knocking him from the air, the weakened Uchiha standing straight, albeit with a weak leg. Swinging his injured leg, Jiro healed it with his Ki, an adaption of his medical Ninjutsu. Jiro's breath evened out, the young Saiyan surging forward, Vegeta sidestepping him, Goku watching on closely.
Vegeta swung his hand down, Jiro rolling away from the right chop, throwing his right leg out, Vegeta's left hand catching his leg and throwing him overhead. Jiro cursed as he used his eyes, surprisingly, to swap places with a rock on the ground, allowing him to rebound and attack faster, something Vegeta wasn't expecting. However, with the King's years of experience and expertise, he reacted quickly, stepping back to avoid Jiro's haymaker, leaping forward to slam his fist into Jiro's stomach, making him spit out blood as he grabbed the King's arm and tossed him overhead. Shit. That hurt like hell. He thought, spinning and clashing with Goku, the orange gi'd man not waiting for a chance to fight him. Jiro swung his left fist, Goku bringing up his right knee to parry, punching Jiro hard enough in the right shoulder for him to hear various cracks, sounds that made him cringe as his arm fell useless at his side.
Quickly healing himself, Jiro swung his left fist out, stopping halfway and throwing a fast right hand that struck Goku in the chest, knocking him back ever so slightly. Jiro ducked under the next punch, uppercutting Goku as he spun to face Vegeta, using his leg to parry Vegeta's fist, his other leg shooting out as he jumped and spun, Vegeta ducking under as Jiro's leg came all the way around and struck Goku, the ninja leaning back and slamming his head into Vegeta's, knocking both Saiyans back. The duo glanced to each other before back to Jiro, who stood straight with his eyes closed, inhaling deeply.
"What was that? You seemed as if you could read us." Goku stated, and Jiro exhaled, opening his eyes, his Byakurigan active, all three tomoe thicker than normal. "That's pretty weird looking." he stated, and Jiro nodded. "I can't comprehend what makes us physically capable of this, but I couldn't care less personally. All I know is that my eyes, based off the strain on my Ki, are close to subconsciously moving onto their Mangekyou, or Kaleidoscope, stage." he said, and Vegeta nodded. "It seemed as if usage of the current form made them crave the next stage. Similar enough to Super Saiyans." he said, and Jiro nodded, taking a fighting stance in time with Vegeta, Goku still to Jiro's right.
Mogui, irritated, flew directly down onto the Soul Reaper Captains, slamming his large arms into their faces, knocking them off their feet as he spun and landed on the ground. Tucking his wings away, he watched the two Soul Reapers stand, his eyes steely. They stood, both angered by the attack. Mogui frowned, taunting for them to attack him wordlessly, the eldest Halfling eager to start fighting. He watched both of them draw their swords and do nothing else execpt charge him, Mogui coating his body completely in bright orange scales that made his skin harder than steel, hard enough to block the blades with his bare hands. Throwing his forearm up to block Shinji's blade, Mogui kicked Rose in the chest, rolling his arm and grabbing Shinji's sword and tossing him overhead.. The duo stood, both with angered looks on their faces.
"I will not tolerate your filthy attitude towards my artistic beauty!" Rose screamed, and Mogui blinked. Oh. The fuckwit who thinks everything he does is Da Vinci level shit. And the guy with the shitty hair and scarf. Lovely. He thought, sounding as angry as he was as he watched Rose activiate his Shikai, turning his sword into a large golden whip. Shinji put on his hollow mask, the 5th squad captain not eager to show off his Zanpakuto. Rose swung his whip, Mogui blocking it with his arms, shrugging it off as Shinji closed in, jabbing at Mogui's stomach, the scales causing the blade to slide up his body, allowing Mogui to knee Shinji in the face, cracking his hollow mask as he was sent flying. Mogui dismissed him as he looked to Rose, who, already, had his Hollow mask on, letting Mogui know that the duo likely wasn't in a joking mood.
Mogui rolled his shoulders, his eyes half lidded, the Halfling both angry and tired. "Let's make this quick please. I don't need you wasting my time. Surrender and I'll make your deaths quick and painless." he said, and Shinji laughed, his odd face forming a smile. "You're joking right? I'm positive you can't beat either of us, much less both of us." he said, Mogui raising a brow, scratching his hair. "Are you really that sure?" he asked, and the two Visored remained silent. "Rojuro Otoribashi, Third Squad Captain. Threat level, B. Primary offense, Whip and Sound." he said, the Captain glaring at him, Mogui glancing to Shinji. "Shinji Hirako, Fifth Squad Captain. Bankai Unknown. Threat level, A. Primary offense, Visored Style and Sensory destabilization." he stated, the other captain chuckling.
"You seem to know a lot about us." he said, Mogui moving his hand from his head to point at them. "You're Next line is, 'But that doesn't mean you can beat us.'" he said, and Shinji chuckled, almost as if he hadn't heard Mogui. "But that doesn't mean you can beat us." he said, his eyes widening as he realized Mogui predicted what he was about to say. Mogui chuckled, rolling his neck before he stretched his hands out, taking a fighting stance before lifting his chin, challenging the duo to attack him. Rose put his hand on his forehead, his whip in a tight grip in his other hand. Shinji mimicked, the duo raking their hands down their faces as they summoned their Hollow masks, their power spiking greatly.
Back at Hueco Mundo, everyone's attention shot out to the sands in the distance, everyone worried at the vast power increase from the enemies' side, Mogui's power not even sensible from this distance. "Are you sure Mogui can do this?" Bambietta asked the mini Uchiha, Jiro humming. "Rose's Shikai is active and the duo are fairly irritated. I'd assume they are using at at least sixty-five percent of their power each, which is a fair amount. Mogui, being in a slightly dazed state having been woken up from a rare nap is likely slightly weaker than normal, and only using around five percent of his power." he said, and Bambietta became worried. "Why is he not using more?" she asked, and Jiro hummed, sensing out what was going on. "Mogui has goaded them into physical combat. Despite their superior age, Mogui's physical experience is far beyond theirs. The amount of power they use won't matter." he said, and Bambietta sighed, still worried.
Mogui smiled as Rose and Shinji closed in, the duo moving in sync. If they move in sync, they must be accustomed to teamwork. Bad idea. Mogui thought, surging forward, catching them off guard and making them hesitate, allowing Mogui to catch them by the face and slam their heads together, slamming their faces into the sand as he walked back to his original place slowly as they stood. Rose got up first swinging his whip as Mogui avoided it with little effort, Mogui jumping as he avoided the whip as it came form behind, the Halfling leaning back as he caught Shinji by the arm as he tried to jab Mogui, slamming his masked face into his knee, cracking his mask as he tossed him overhead. He heard Shinji growl, holding his fist out, Mogui raising a brow.
"If you launch a Cero from here, Rose will stand no chance of avoiding it you know." he said, Folding his arms as he flipped and landed on the ground. He exhaled, glancing from one captain to the other. "For Captains with a combined threat level of A-, you two are fighting like a bunch of jokes." he said, vanishing and reappearing before Rose, grabbing his wig, which seemed to be rooted into his head, and tossing him like a bean bag at Shinji, who barely moved away in time. Mogui sighed, taking his fighting stance again, waiting for the duo to make a move. Shinji looked to Rose, the man readjusting his wig as Shinji smiled. Mogui inhaled, holding his breath as he glanced to Shinji's blade, which secreted a mist as the pommel distended and formed a circle, Mogui smiling as he activated his Shikai.
"Sakanade, considered number the fifth most dangerous of all known Zanpakuto the Uchiha Empire has Data on. Recommended actions when faced with it; None." he said, repeating the data they had on the Zanpakuto. Sakanade won't affect Rose, which means that Rose will be going on the offensive. He thought, the large golden whip coming from behind, Mogui knowing that being struck in the back dealt frontal damage under Sakanade's effect. Mogui spun, allowing himself to be struck in the chest as he felt minor pain in his back, grabbing and tossing the end of the whip behind him, unleashing a large Flamethrower, the whip that he threw from behind coming at him, Rose attached to it, the Captain vanishing before appearing to Mogui's left.
Mogui exhaled through his nose, the smoke billowing back in his face as he smiled while turning to Rose. "With the fact that Sakanade inverts everything, the simple counter would to attack in all directions. However, that's far too simple to work to me." he said, the whip coming from Mogui's left, Mogui blocking to the right where the damage would come from, the whip striking from his left, Mogui frowning as he was pushed back. Shit. He thought, hearing Shinji laugh. "Sakanade also inverts your reflexes. No matter how much fighting you've done, you can't adapt to your reflexes, eyesight and every other aspect of your physical being to being inverted." he said, and Mogui rose a brow. "Prove it." he said, and Shinji frowned, making Mogui chuckle. "Never question the physical capability of an Einharjar." he said, shooting forward and slamming his fist into Shinji's jaw, hearing a satisfying crack.
Shinji looked to Mogui in shock as he clutched his jaw, screaming to Rose randomly. Rose nodded, the whip assaulting Mogui from various directions, pelting him over and over, Mogui cursing as it increased speed and strength. He spun, grabbing at the whip, which vanished and came from behind, striking him in the back of the head, causing him to become angered, his power raising slightly. Mogui shook slightly, vanishing and reappearing behind Rose, who teleported away in shock. "Activate your Bankai. I dare you." he said, and Rose frowned. He must be wondering why I just dared him to do that? Mogui thought, laughing to himself as Rose sighed. "Are you sure about that?" he asked, and Mogui chuckled.
"Of course I am. Why would I mention it if I wasn't?" He asked, and Shinji narrowed his eyes, as if he was wary of Mogui's goading of Rose. Rose lifted his whip, which unfurled as it formed huge, puppet like figures, two huge hands forming in the sky. When the creatures formed, all that was left in Rose's hand was a conductor's baton. "Bankai. Kinshara Butodan."
Mogui smiled. Now it's time to see if I'm worth the praise I'm given. He thought to himself, relaxing his fighting stance as he watched the Soul Reaper closely. Shinji looked to him. "This seems like overkill if you ask me." he said, and Rose looked to him, lifting the baton. "He asked for it." he said, the huge puppet like things surrounding Mogui. "Let's get started, shall we?" he said, tapping the baton against his arm like a conductor at the beginning of a performance. "Our first program of the day is 'Sea Drift'." he said, the puppets spinning around at high speeds, generating a whirlpool as they melted away into water. Mogui glanced to his tail, the flame burning a bright yellow, the tip slightly blue. He smiled as the water swirled around him, crashing into him, his balance gone as the whirlpool mixed with Sakanade and damaged him.
Mogui let his wings out, using them sparsely to slap the water, knocking him from the whirlpool, tucking them away and noticing the puppets reformed with their arms outstretched. "The Second Program, Prometheus."
Mogui smiled as he was assaulted with flames, opening his mouth and inhaling the flames with glee. He laughed afterwards, glancing to Rose. "Fire Type Pokemon have been eating and absorbing fire for longer than any other dimension. What would compel you to use fire against an opponent with a flaming tail?" he asked, and Rose smiled, an oddly sadistic look coming from him. His Zanpakuto is sound based according to our data. Why is a sound based Weapon using puppets and elemental attacks? He thought, Rose slowly lifting his baton. Mogui shook his head. Of course. Hyper-Realistic Illusions generated by sound. He said, inhaling through his nose, the action making him out of breath. He blinked.
Sakanade must be scent based. Or something. That odd mist it secreted must be the cause. He thought, watching as a crazed looked passed over Rose's face. "The Final Program, Ein Heldenleben!"
Mogui frowned. The Life of A Hero? He wondered, the puppets all summoning whips identical to Rose's shikai, something that made Mogui frown. Seems oddly underwhelming He thought, avoiding them with ease. He was struck in the back, his chest taking damage due to the effects of Sakanade. Mogui hit the ground back first, his chest taking more damage. He rolled back, rebounding as he vanished, appearing behind Shinji. He spun, striking the air behind him, Shinji's jaw cracking as he flew away. Mogui chuckled, only to be struck in the back by one of the large whips. Rebounding, he inhaled.
I'm not understanding this technique. Ein Heldenleben means A Hero's Life, so what does giant puppets and huge whips have anything to do with that? He wondered, cursing as he was struck in the chest, his back taking damage. Shit. If my back takes too much damage, my wings will be stuck in my back until I can heal. He thought, cursing as he spun, his wings exploding from his back as he let loose a huge burst of wind. I really don't want to have to resort to Mega Evolving or an attack in all directions. He said, looking to Shinji as he stood, Mogui vanishing and appearing behind him, catching him by the throat and squeezing. "H-how can you move around so freely?" he wondered aloud, Mogui sighing as he sensed another whip. "In an Inverted world, one must do everything inverted. For Example, I can think about letting you go, but my hand will just clench tighter around your throat instead." he stated, smiling.
Mogui spun, the whip stopping as he used Shinji as a human shield. He looked to Shinji. "Y'know, if you could talk, you'd probably say something like 'Impossible, or, 'My Zanpakuto doesn't actually work like that' or something equally stupid." he said, his wings stabbing Shinji's shoulders as he grabbed the Soul Reaper's legs. The whips made a much quicker advance as Mogui moved all four appendages in varying direction's, Shinji screaming as his flesh was stretched and started to tear, the force dislocating bone as his body was torn in four pieces and discarded in time for Mogui to move out of the way of the whips.
He rolled his shoulders, free of the effects of Sakanade. He counted Rose's puppets, which numbered twelve, meaning he had to deal with two dozen whips, which, now that he was free of the effects of Sakanade, was fairly simple. He charged forward, easily avoiding all of the whips, stopping in front of Rose with his arms folded, the almost demented captain freezing. "Your Bankai creates illusions via sound. Interesting ability. I'll make sure to take your Zanpakuto after I kill you." he said, pulling his fist back and slamming it into Rose's face, starting a lethal barrage of punches that lasted a mere second.
Rose, bloodied and bleeding out, fell to the ground, Mogui standing over him, his Zanpakuto returning to it's sealed state. "Rojuro Otoribashi and Shinji Hirako were defeated in battle by Prince Mogui Yi Uchiha. The battle was of average length, and was in all honestly simplistic. Prince Mogui kept his power low enough to make it both fun and a challenge to himself." he said, almost as if it was a recording. Rose lifted his hand, Mogui stepping on it and eliciting one final squelching shout of pain before Rose died. Mogui turned back to the castle, Rose's Zanpakuto in hand. He looked to Shinji's, wondering if he should take it or not. He shrugged, figuring someone would grab it.
Jiro slid back, panting as he faced off against Goku. The Saiyan in the orange Gi was much more powerful than Jiro, making Jiro wonder why he'd even agree to train with him. Jiro leaned his neck to the right, avoiding Goku's left fist, kicking his left shin, which knocked his balance off slightly, allowing Jiro to grab Goku by the arm and throw him overhead. Goku rebounded quickly, vanishing and appearing in front of Jiro, slamming the top of his foot into Jiro's temple, sending him flying through the air, his flight broken by a nearby mountain, which began to crumble and fall atop him. He cursed, his fists shooting out at beyond light speed to punch the rock over and over again, the crumbling mountain broken into two large piles of rubble.
Jiro leapt to his feet, dusting himself off and wiping the sweat from his brow. Vegeta and Goku glanced to each other then to Jiro. "That's enough for today. Go back to your job as Embla's bodyguard." Vegeta stated, and Jiro frowned, but nodded. Jiro leapt into the air, unleashing a burst of Ki as he flew off towards Saiyan city. Goku looked to Vegeta. "His eyes are pretty weird." he said, and Vegeta nodded. "His fists moved much faster then normal to demolish that mountain." he stated, and Goku nodded in agreement. "Do you think that was his eyes?" he asked, and Vegeta shrugged. "He seemed as if he was learning how to fight like us as we trained." he stated, and Goku nodded. "His eyes are probably at the point he wants them. Do we throw anything at him and see what happens?" he asked, and Vegeta shook his head. "No. We sent him to look after Embla. If Embla is injured, I'd hold you responsible." he said, Goku laughing as he scratched his head.
Landing at Capsule Corp HQ, Jiro sighed, jumping up to Embla's window, entering through the open space. He noticed that Embla wasn't in her room. Jiro perked his ears, unable to hear her, his nostrils flaring. He couldn't smell her either, and he didn't know what she tasted like, and he didn't feel her in the building. He sat on her bed, inhaling deeply. I don't sense her Ki anywhere, small as it is. He thought, the veins around his eyes bulging as he sensed for Chakra. His eyes shot open, his body vanishing immediately.
He re-materialized in a small woodland field, seeing Embla tied to a tree using ninja wire. Jiro sighed, gritting his teeth. "You're a Saiyan Princess, who was trained, albeit briefly, by a high ranking Saiyan warrior and his friends and family. How do you get caught by ninja?" he asked, shaking his head. He glanced to the shadows, where he sensed the chakra coming from. "If you say something along the lines of 'I could ask you the same thing' as you explode from the bushes weapons ablaze, I will kill you very, very slowly." he said, the ninja stepping out from the darkness. He turned, shaking his head as he saw Konohamaru standing before him. "The third Hokage's grandson. Long time no see Konohamaru-sensei." he said, and Konohamaru frowned at his former student.
Jiro laughed. "Y'know, for being my sensei, you didn't teach me jack shit." he said, blinking and chuckling. Konohamaru clenched his fists, and Jiro smiled, trying to goad him on. He leaned forward, letting one of his arms dangle from his posture. "How does it make you feel that I killed your star pupil and turned your other one against you?" he asked, and Konohamaru remained silent. "Then again, knowing you, you probably would've ended up turning Rukia into another one of your victims." he said, and Konohamaru froze, Jiro smiling at the look on his face.
Using his Ki, he cut the wire holding Embla, the ninja unable to reach her with Jiro in between them. "What do you mean 'victims'?" he asked, trying to buy himself some time so that he could get to the girl. Jiro smiled. "Oh please, you know full well what I'm talking about. All the underage girls in Konoha loved their Konohamaru-sensei." he said, and Konohamaru clenched his fists, his teeth grit. Jiro smiled. He turned slightly, cupping his ear with his hand.
"I'm not hearing any denial." he said, and Konohamaru snapped, vaulting straight for Embla, Jiro rolling his eyes. Konohamaru looked to Jiro, which, of course, was a very bad idea. Jiro's eyes froze him in place, their odd design keeping him in place. The traditional three tomoe and comma were still present, but the tomoe were all connected by a single flowing line that looped around from tomoe to tomoe, similar to a Triskela, but with a solid black center.
Jiro rolled his shoulders, almost shuddering at the feeling of having his Mangekyou active in this fashion. He saw flashes of various things, various people, various dimensions. All of these other dimensions, planets, worlds, planes of existence. All of the knowledge and power I can gain. He thought, a dark smile on his face as he picked the first memory, or flash, he could bring to the forefront of his mind. Jiro felt the bones in his arm crackle and pop as they reconstructed themselves. Flexing his arm muscle, a blade shot out, now parallel with his wrist, something that made Jiro hum. "A being capable of altering their physical structure at will without consequence. Quite interesting." he said, swinging his arm twice, flexing his arm muscle again to sheath the blade.
Konohamaru gasped, blood slowly leaking from his chest and waist. "Why Jiro?" he asked, and Jiro hummed. "Why am I who I am? Because Naruto killed three women I loved. Why will I kill you? Because I felt like it. Come to think of it, I don't even know if you're and Edo Tensei summoning or not, and I honestly couldn't care." he said, chuckling as he helped Embla to her feet. "Never in my life did I think I'd see the day when you turned against Naruto." he said, and Jiro chuckled.
"The legend is that Indra Ootsutsuki was angered that his father picked his younger brother over him as an heir. That anger became the infamous Uchiha clan 'Curse of Hatred'. I guess The Gods looked down on Konoha and laughed, saying 'that Curse isn't going anywhere anytime soon.'." he stated as Konohamaru fell in three pieces, Jiro shaking his head. Jiro bowed, paying his respects. "You were an idiot, but you were my sensei. Rest in Peace Konohamaru-sensei." he said, using a light Ki blast to evaporate his body. He looked to Embla. "Come on, let's get you home." he said, and she nodded. Jiro, being the more powerful one, made the decision to take the roughly half hour walk home, keeping his power level high enough that Goku and Vegeta could easily sense him.
Embla looked to Jiro, a look of confusion on her face. "Did you know that guy?" she asked, and he rolled his eyes. "It seems you missed the part about him being my former teacher before I defected from the Leaf." he said, and she hummed. "Is it true that he killed three of your former lovers?" she asked, and he nodded. "That's why my eyes are they way they are. My Byakugan and Sharingan were both awakened by the death of my first lover when I was twelve." he said, and she blinked at how young he was. "My Mangekyou Sharingan was awakened by the death of my second lover a year later. Using my Senju DNA from My father, who had them implanted into him to heal him one time, I managed to meld them together." he said, and she blinked.
"If you gained power from the first two, what about the third?" she asked, and Jiro chuckled. "Being of Uchiha and Hyuga descent with traces of Senju, you'd assume it would be the Rinnegan and Tenseigan. If it was, I haven't used them, and don't really care too since my Byakurigan as I call it, has my father's Rinnegan techniques. I would assume the power gained was the memories and flashes of other dimensions and planes of existence." he said, and she blinked. "That sounds cool." she said, and he nodded. "It has it's uses. My first major flash gave me access to a technique called the Dragon Fist, which I used to destroy an enemy base and kill Bambietta accidentally." he said, smiling.
"When I found her, I sucked the souls and powers from two random Quincy to revive her." he said, and she blinked. "You killed your wife before you met her? How did she agree to marry you?" she asked, and Jiro laughed. "I bet her hand against something. I won the bet, making her my bride. I voided that soon after, and let her marry me of her own volition." he said, and she blinked. "Wow." she said, unable to say anything else. Jiro chuckled, noticing Capsule Corp in the distance. He looked to her. "We shall resume your training tomorrow. Red Rufus was very unimpressed by you." he said, and Embla folded her arms. "How am I supposed to impress some bird man? How does he even exist?" she asked, and Jiro hummed.
"Well, when a Peregrine Falcon with Fire Powers and a human woman love each other very much..." he trailed off, Embla getting a disturbing image in her head. "Are the all like that?" she asked, and Jiro nodded. "Weregar is half Arcanine, which is like a Tibetan Mastiff or a mythical Foo Dog with fire powers, Amelia is half Kitsune, or Darkness Fox, Bosa is half Afro Buffalo, Freyja is half Ice Polar Bear, Rufus half Fire Peregrine Falcon, Hayfa is half Darkness Hyena, Yekaterin is half plant woman, Onyx is half Darkness Leopard, our young Adopted daughter is half Tree Yeti, and my oldest adopted son, and most powerful by far is half Fire Dragon." he said, and she blinked. "Did you just say 'fire dragon?" she asked, and Jiro nodded. "Yeah. Why?" he wondered, and she blinked. "Dragons aren't real." she said, and he blinked. "Shenron takes offense to that statement." he said, and she rolled her eyes as they entered the Capsule Corp. HQ.
Mogui sat under the tree in the courtyard, sighing as he tried to fall asleep, the courtyard nearly empty. Uralt, his Father's Aerodactyl, rested in the tree above him, making minor noises as he slept. The Shi Bing in the area, few as they were, had powered down, all relaxing. Kimbo and Weregar were engaging in friendly arm wrestling, trading victories with each other. He smiled, closing his eyes as he slowly dozed off.
In the throne room, the miniature Jiro smiled, happy his adopted son could get some rest. He looked to Bambietta, who leaned against the throne sleeping, the air of peace in the air making the Uchiha smile. So, this is what it will be like after I defeat Naruto for good. He thought, the thought putting him at ease.
Back at Capsule Corp., Embla went straight to sleep, the sun having set by time she reached her room. Jiro smiled, watching her sleep as he meditated nearby. This peace is what I crave. He thought, his trance deepening slightly. I crave a world where all conflict is self inflicted, and I reside over all of the conflict. He thought, chuckling as he lost track of time.
DONE. THANKS SO MUCH. THIS TOOK FOREVER TO WRITE BECAUSE OF COMPUTER ISSUES, SO I REALLY APPRECIATE IF YOU'VE READ ALL OF THIS. THANKS FOR ALL OF THE LOVE AND SUPPORT, JIRO "THE FATHER OF HALFLINGS" UCHIHA, O.T.F. INC