Disclaimer: Naruto's not mine.
A/N: Contains genderbending. MC will probably end up with one of the girl characters, haven't thought that far ahead yet. I assure you, the MC is not an SI. I am definitely not a Yakuza member irl. As another disclaimer, the Yakuza in this are more like the Yakuza in the game series, and less like the irl ones. No crossover, though. At most a reference or two.
Warning, lots of lore stuff changed. If you think there's an inconsistency with the plot, it more than likely is intentional. Feel free to ask regardless.
This first chapter is short and sweet, mostly to gauge interest on whether I should be publishing here on the first place. Critiquing is more than welcome, I'm really rusty truth be told, so it's greatly appreciated.
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"Quick, get him to the operating table, we're losing him!"
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So this it? Dyin' seems pretty easy. Goin' down like this… ain't so bad.
A flash of light, followed by pure silence. A young pink haired girl lifts her head up from a desk, her cheek connected to the desk by a single string of saliva, much to the chagrin of a blond boy sitting next to her.
"Sakura, even when you're just waking up, you're beautiful!" The blond says, with clear hesitation in his voice.
Did this brat just call me beautiful? This is a trippy ass dream, where the fuck am I?
The pinkette suddenly grips her head at its sides, as she closes her eyes, gritting her teeth. A more adult voice calls out the name Sakura again, resulting in her waking up in the infirmary. She awakens this time in a smaller room, surrounded by a blonde girl wearing purple, a stern looking blueish-white haired teacher, and a nurse looking over her.
What the fuck is happenin'... Who's fuckin' memories are those in my head…
"I'm so sorry Mizuki-sensei, I was just playing a prank, the mind transfer jutsu has never done that before!" The blonde talks as if there's something in her throat, akin to speaking as you sob.
"Ino, you can't just use high ranked jutsu like that! Especially not if you're inexperienced with it!"
Alright… I might've been part of the Dojima Family, but I'm not fuckin' stupid. I'm in some sort of other world, ain't I? And… am I chick? I'm gonna have to explore that when I'm older. I'm clearly some kinda school kid.
The now named Sakura sits up quickly, shocking the student and teacher combo supervising her, in addition to making the nurse attending her fever recoil in shock.
"Oh, good! Forehead, you're awake!" Despite the insult, ponytail appears enthusiastic in her possible friend regaining consciousness.
"...who the fuck are you callin' forehead? You wanna throw hands?" 'Sakura' begins to get off the bed, and walks ever closer to the girl opposite to her.
If this kid was gettin' bullied before… it ain't happenin' anymore now that I'm at the wheel. I don't think her friend realizes she may have just killed her, why else would I be in charge now? I'm sorry for takin' your body… but I won't waste your life!
Right as pinky was winding up a punch, the older man, Mizuki, promptly grabbed the charged up fist, faster than either student could perceive.
What the… some kinda fantasy world? I remember a ninja manga bein' one of my lil sis' favorites… maybe this is somethin' like that?
"Now, Sakura, I know you must be mad at Ino, but please, no violence. You don't seem yourself are - are you ok?"
"I don't even know who I am…" Looks like some weird magic shit went on, so losin' my memory's prolly a natural response. I ain't lookin' this gift horse in the mouth.
"What?! You must be kidding Sakura! Don't make things up to make me look worse!" Ino - her name now doubly confirmed - spoke with veins popping out her forehead, and fists gripped tightly at her sides.
"WHY THE FUCK WOULD I BE LYIN'?! WHO ARE YOU CALLIN' A LIAR?!"
"Now Ino, clearly, something is wrong with Sakura. You can't tell me she's usually like this. And she can't be acting either, your jutsu's execution was imperfect, and as a Chuunin, I would definitely be able to see through the act of an academy student. It's part of being a ninja."
The man appeared somewhat smug, as if he was getting some joy being able to throw around his title against these children. However, his words did give pause to Ino, her face scrunching up, as small tears welled in her eyes.
Ah shit, did I go too far yellin' at her? Yellin' at little girls ain't easy…
"Hey, Ino was it? Sorry for goin' off on ya… I'm just really confused, I really do only remember black before this." Sakura's mood swung wilder than a pendulum, at least that provided some sort of consistency for the blond girl that she appeared to recognize. After a sniffle or too, she walked past the man to hug her friend.
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry… I hope I didn't ruin your life."
"Oy oy, it's okay, you -"
Ino's grip tightened, Sakura's face of discomfort relaxed into one that appeared a bit more understanding, and returned the hug… somewhat? She pat her a few times on the back.
"Hehehe… you hug like an old man now."
"EH?! Don't get cocky now just cuz I feel a little bad for ya…"
So a different world huh? Maybe I'll do a little better than I did last time.
"Okay, now, Sakura. I've been made aware that you're suffering from some amnesia, so I'm here to tutor you a bit."
This man's head looks like a pineapple. Oh shit, that's somethin' I gotta try in this lifetime. I never ate one in the last one.
"Sakura… I get you might be dazed, but I really need you to focus, graduation is only in one week! If you don't remember how to use the Academy jutsu… well, you'll be toast."
"Eh, yaho, sensei… I don't even know what a fuckin' jutsu is."
The brown-haired pineapple man reacted in shock, recoiling from one position to another without Sakura being able to register the movement.
Holy shit… these dudes are fast. I gotta learn that shit. Jutsu must be it, right? What kinda technique could they be teachin'? I only ever knew how to brawl back in the day.
"Yo, if I can move like that, I'll learn your jutsus. What'd I gotta do?"
The teacher's explanation would be… far more confusing than the girl thought, she was clearly attempting to hang on to every word, but all this talk of chakra and molding it… it seemed foreign somehow, despite her understanding the core concept on a spiritual level. It was something every kid trying to win a fight would attempt at least once, right? You learn about chakras from your grandma or something, and then you try to meditate on it and nothing happens.
Well, it feels a bit silly to try but… 'least I'm a kid again right? This punk better not laugh… I don't care how fast he is!
Sakura put her hands together, a burst of blue spiralling all around her! A mixture of old wives tales and a fantasy world, as well as maybe a little bit of muscle memory, creating the perfect cacophony of incidents to incite a most impressive awakening of chakra.
"See! I knew you could do it! Huh, I should give myself more credit."
"Iruka-sensei… this shit's amazing…"
"Please, don't curse Sakura. It's not ladylike."
Old fashioned, but he ain't a bad guy. Who knew I could do this shit? Well, if all I gotta do is make shapes with it, and then pour it here, then…
"Henge!"
POOF!
A cloud of smoke envelopes her silhouette, the shadow changing shape… into a nearly identical Iruka?
"Whoah… this is trippy…"
"Now, while the transformation jutsu is technically a ninjutsu due to the manifesting of chakra taking shape, it operates more like a genjutsu, seeing as how you need to channel it into a similar channel. This makes it easier to try this one, the clone technique!"
"Oh, so all I gotta do is mold the chakra, but like outta my body right? Got it teach."
"Not so much, that would probably create a clone using the small of chakra you created, and that really -"
"BUNSHIN!"
Another figure blurs into existence, like static on a tv being dispelled into a clear image, as three Iruka stand in a circle.
"Whoah, nice! I've already taught you guys that, but the fact that you were able to get the hang of it after losing your memory - maybe your spirit remembered instead!"
Heh, that's a nice thought, but I ain't about to tell him I was a huge nerd for this shit. Granny, I am forever grateful for teaching me all about that shit. Though, a thanks to this girl as well. It's weird though… why is it so easy? It's like choosin' the direction a stream goes by connectin' pipes together…
"I think that's enough for today. Honestly, I wasn't planning on giving you this option, but you've caught up so quickly, I'm not as worried. Would you like to join the sparring session going on right now?"
"I GET TA FIGHT?! HELL YEAH!"
"Ahahaha… I hope this doesn't end badly…"
At the center of a raised platform, a girl and a boy stand. One, our beloved rowdy cherry blossom. Two, the blond who's face was the first thing she saw upon awakening. Their index and middle fingers were joined, much to the delight of Naruto.
"Err… Iruka-sensei… why am I fighting Sakura? I don't want to fight a girl."
"Naruto, in this world, women are ninja too. Do you think they'll only be fighting other female ninja?" Iruka treated Naruto with a bit more bite than usual, it seems that he didn't really approve of this match-up either, but when Sakura had found out everyone but him and her already had a turn, she insisted further.
"Oy, brat. Don't underestimate me." I ain't about to lose a fight to a kid. She disengaged from the center of the ring, putting up her fists to the sides of her face, her elbows covering her torso. She lightly bounced off the ground, causing her red garment to flow slightly.
Looks of bewilderment went around. Naruto in particular, stood their with no guard up whatsoever. Iruka signaled for the match to start.
"Sorry Iruka-sensei, I definitely can't fight Sa-"
BAM!
From one moment to another, Sakura was already at an arm's reach, sending a sharp jab to Naruto's nose.
"OW! WHAT THE HECK SAKURA, I WAS ABOUT TO-"
BAM BAM!
As if rehearsing a dance, she performs another jab to his face from the left, then side stepping, and initiating another jab from the right!
"Grr… I can't lose to the girl I like like this…" Naruto all but whispered, with a face of confusion, anger, and a bit of regret, he charged forward.
Either the kid is sturdy, or I'm not as strong as I'm used to. Either way, it's fuckin' with me. I gotta finish this quick, sorry kid.
She leaned forward and down, meeting the boy's stomach with her line of sight, reeling back her right hand. Orange and yellow surges towards her, much faster than any child of that age possibly should be. Unfortunately, it was this speed that was the boy's downfall. The punch is cast, meeting Naruto's face with the full velocity of his tackle, and the wide swing of Sakura. The impact is so great, the boy physically falls out of the ring.
"You gotta be a fuckin' moron to charge in without even bein' able to tell what yer about to tackle, kid."
Take it as a lesson. Can't believe I got away with leavin' myself open like that.
Murmurs went across the schoolyard that day, as people wondered how Naruto got his two front teeth back, and how Sakura remained unflinching at the large magenta bruise on her fist.