Chapter 9

Regular talking- Ramen

Thinking or Flashbacks/ Taijutsu- Ramen

Seals/ Kenjutsu - Explosive seal/ Basic Split

Jutsu - Hiraishin

Bijuu - Kit

Gods - Ramen

Island

The sound of seagulls could be heard in the islands morning, with the gentle rush of the waves calmly lapping over the fallen figure in the sand.

Yukio stared at the body that was sprawled over the island shores. A fairly big, blue Landshark was unconscious on his beach.

His chest seemed to be moving, but very shallow. Clutched in his hand there was something that looked like a bandaged club. That was also wriggling towards him, so Yukio stayed away from the thing.

Gathering his courage, Yukio grabbed a stick slightly poking the Landshark in the face. The poke seemed to do nothing. Yukio poked him once more in the face, this time getting a reaction.

Shinobi instincts kicking in the Landshark did not wake up slowly. Immediately swinging around the bandaged club like a sword (which in Yukio's opinion was odd), he had failed to notice Yukio, who simply yelped and fell back in surprise before instinctively summoning a pillar of pressurized water to hit the shinobi in the head.

Yukio started again at the figure of a knocked out Landshark, before sweating. Judging by the wear, the Landshark seemed to be a shinobi and an experienced one at that by the reaction he had gained from waking up the shinobi.

Summoning some water from the beach, he willed the water to flow out and encase the shinobi into a bed of sorts, taking the shinobi into his camp. While walking towards his camp, Yukio noticed some things.

First, there was a puddle of blood slowly oozing from the land shark, and two the man seemed to be slowly healing from the wounds shown. The large club like the thing was growling while seemingly attached to Kisame, it was also wriggling towards Yukio. Blue scales poking out of the bandage and all, Yukio was wary of the sentient thing. He also did not appreciate that this thing was growling at him like he was some sort of food.

Yukio concentrating on the water, he willed the water to set down the large man and started on treating the man with his wounds. After bandaging all the wounds, Yukio got back to making breakfast. Not noticing the land shark wake up from his sleep.

Kisame woke to the sound of crackling fire. The smell of cooking meat had also woken him up as long with the quiet humming of what seemed to be a child. No killing intent seemed to be emanating at him, but the place he seemed to be staying was saturated with the scents of blood and random killing intent. This put Kisame on the edge seeing that he could be in a possibly hostile situation.

His round beady eyes opened up instantly, taking in the figure of a hunched over a boy that was picking at the fire, waiting for some meat to cook.

He seemed to be wearing tattered clothing, easily the ones from a beggar of sorts, but tattered in a way of extreme training. A spiral symbol was stitched into the backside of the clothes in a manner of how clans stitched their symbols into their clothes. The child's long black locks spilled over his back in cascades, though not in a feminine way. The child had a small figure, compared to Kisame, and seemed to be almost drooling over the piece of meat he was cooking.

Kisame than took a look at his surroundings, and judging by the foliage, he could guess that they were on some sort of forest in Hi no Kuni. Kisame internally sighed. They were safe from the hands of Yagura.

Kisame than took a look at himself, and judging by the messy but acceptable bandaging, the child had been the one to find him and bandage him up. The pain had subsided a bit, letting Kisame softly shift his body not letting the child know that he had awoken.

Unknown to both the shinobi and the boy, Samehada was having a field day. Earlier, when it's master was taken from its grasp by a strange man, Samehada was sad. But the man that had taken it way, had such delicious chakra. So for the moment, Samehada was content. Then along came another source of the chakra that Samehada simply was drunk off of. It could feel the hidden power roll off into the surrounding atmosphere and the delicious taste of the chakra permeated the air. It reminded Samehada of the Sea. Particularly the fish. Samehada loved the taste of fish.

Samehada had slowly inched toward the signature of the chakra that had gotten caught in its radar and was about to latch on to the source when the source abruptly moved away and sat in a different location.

All while this was happening, Yukio kept on cooking the meat. As the juice dripped down the sides of the rabbit meat, Yukio looked back at the shinobi. Questions welled up in Yukio's mind as he observed the shinobi in a calculating fashion.

The morning was spent on Yukio silently finishing off 1 rabbit as he cooked the second one for his guest.

ANBU captain Same looked expectantly on at the fellow hunter-nin that was tracking down the whereabouts of Kisame Hoshigaki.

The ANBU hunter-nin had his team track down what seemed like a blood trail and a scent trail into the water. Same motioned his team to track down the bloody scent that Hoshigaki Kisame had left them.

A Hunter-nin appeared in front of Same before giving a report of his findings to the captain. "Taicho, the Oinin has gotten a scent tracking on the traitor. Permission to pursue the scent?"

Same gave a quick nod before following his fellow Oinin, before following to whatever the place Kisame had escaped to.

Yukio stared into the beady eyes of the nuke-nin, before offering him the rabbit leg. The land shark, as he called him, in the beginning, had woken up and was sitting upright on his log. Blue beady eyes just stared at Yukio, analyzing carefully seeing to him as a threat or an ally.

Once Kisame deemed the kid as a non-threat, he relaxed and took the rabbit leg. Looking carefully for any poisons, he took a tentative bite out of the rabbit. With flavors bursting in the mouth, without noticing, Kisame had devoured the whole leg.

Yukio sat looking amused at Kisame, which Kisame just turned around and huffed while looking around for more of the delicious meat. Yukio started cooking his next two meat when Kisame, called out to him. "Hey kid, what's your name?"

Yukio just looked up, with a moment of silence before he spoke. "Yukio."

Kisame grinned. "Well your not a bad cook Gaki."

A twitch mark appeared on Yukio's covered face, as he huffed, "Don't call me Gaki."

Kisame was about to retort when he something was off. His instincts haven't failed to fail today and it wouldn't fail him now.

Kisame stood up when Samehada started to grumble, indicating that it had felt a new presence was when Kisame decided to stand up and try to listen and feel for the vibrations of the earth that could indicate if shinobi were after him.

In the corner of his eyes, he could see that the child that had patched him up was standing looking at him expectantly. The child was obviously confused, but Kisame didn't have time for that.

There was foreign shinobi coming, and Kisame was having doubts that they were in Fire country. This time, Kisame smelled it. The lands sea water and misty water that saturated the air, indicated that they were still near Kirigakure.

"Shit." He muttered. This time Yukio perked up. He felt the disturbance in his sensing field. He felt the displacement of the water molecules in the air. He felt the speed of the movement in his field. This time Yukio tensed up and sat up straight, preparing himself for possible intruders.

Yukio reassures himself that the seals around the camp would be strong enough to misguide the possible ninja from possibly detecting the ground, but Yukio was not taking any chances after what had happened in Uzushio.

"Land-shark?" Yukio questioned. A twitch grew on Kisame's face as the small child asked him, about his name.

"Gaki, my name is Kisame," Kisame growled with annoyance at Yukio. Yukio shot a look at Kisame.

"You call me Gaki, I call you Land shark." He snarled back.

Kisame twitched even more. Somehow his old nickname during his time as a Kiri shinobi stuck with him even as a nuke-nin. "Damn Gaki."

It was Yukio's turn to look agitated. "No one asked you land shark."

Sparks seemed to fly between the two as they glared at each other. Their attention snapped back as each felt the shinobi nearing the clearing.

Yukio unsealed his bokken and held it at the ready feeling the water molecules shift as he felt the shinobi team slip past his sealing kekkai.

Kisame grabbed Samehada and waited for the shinobi team to arrive. Yukio stiffened. This moment brought back memories. Bad ones.

Trembling slightly, his bokken at his side ready to be used, Yukio stood ready to face off the incoming shinobi.

The first move was made by the shinobi. A barrage of shuriken and kunai was thrown at the duo. Kisame raised Samehada up to deflect all the shots from the forest.

When Kisame felt a slight tugging on Samehada, he noticed the ninja wire that had encircled Samehada form. Wires began tugging at Samehada with force, as Kisame used chakra to stick to the ground, holding a tight grip on the sentient blade. Samehada bandages shredded revealing a large blue creature, with large spikes emerging from the sides.

Wires cut, they hung loosely to the side glistening in the morning air. More kunai rained down, this time with multiple shinobi jumping after the kunai in the air. Yukio intercepted one of the shinobi, wacking him in the head with the bokken with quick succession.

To the shinobi, it looked like three blades came out of nowhere before everything turning black. The shinobi crumpled to the ground devoid of his consciousness before another shinobi took his place.

This kunoichi had a blade, a moderate tanto and took swipes at Yukio. With his bokken he parried the strikes, and seeing that the strikes she had made were whittling away at his bokken, he parried the blade once more, this time letting it slide past him before making a straight cut down. Down went kunoichi #2.

Kisame was defending every inch of his life from multitudes of blades and suiton techniques. True to his moniker, Same was hunting Kisame with uncanny skill almost like a shark at sea. Blades of swords and Kunai came in like to give Kisame gashes while firing off suiton techniques to batter his body. Slowly but surely, Same seemed to be leading Kisame away from the clearing into the secluded forest next to the ocean.

Kisame using Samehada, mainly blocked and absorbed the suiton ninjutsu, though this was hard as Same was moving to fast for his body to come to speed with. Had it been later, when Kisame was rested well enough with all of his injuries healed, then maybe the story would have been different, but at this time, Kisame was struggling with his opponent.

Kisame had one eye open while the other half-lidded, due to a large bruise on his face from a suiton ninjutsu. A crazed gleam had come over his eyes and Kisame was swinging wildly at the captain of the hunter-nin. Same was also not having a good time, with chunks of his flesh missing from Samehadas blades. Three-quarters of his chakra was also depleted due to his use of the ninjutsu and his chakra gone from Samehadas maw, he quickly threw a flashbang seal on the ground enveloping the air with bright light, blinding the blue-faced shinobi, while leaving Samehada deliriously chomping on the chakra in the air from the blast.

Same popped a solder pill in his mouth before feeling the chakra return a little in his reserves. Feeling the chakra back in his reserves he snuck around the trees looking at Kisame, who was blindly waving around Samehada.

Back with Yukio, he was fighting for his life. Before the hunter-nin he faced were all underestimating him, but now that the platoon had seen his skill with the sword, they all started to take him seriously. With only 2 from the rest of the shinobi unconscious beneath his feet, cuts littered his clothes with blood slowly dripping from the cuts.

The other shinobi were not faring well either half of their shinobi were down, and some of their best front-line fighters were incapacitated.

Yukio breathed heavily while propping his body up against his bokken. His eyes shifted down as he saw the incredibly chipped edge of the bokken and sighed. He slowly felt his wounds recover through the thin mist perforating the air healing any bleeding injuries he was afflicted with. While his injuries were slowly healing, the remaining hunter-nin were looking at Yukio warily.

Half of their forces were wiped out by the kid alone, and the fact that he somehow managed to surprise the shinobi, enough to beat them, meant that they could not take any chances. Many of them were currently chunin, with a few jonin, in the platoon, that was sent to capture Kisame Hoshigaki. With the current civil war going on, the Mizukage, couldn't afford to send over some of his best men to track down Kisame.

Even if they were able to kill Kisame and beat this kid and come back home, they would have the shame of having someone younger than them defeat them. At that thought, the group of hunter-nin from the chunin division thought it would be a wise time to get rid of the kid. As he charged he growled in anger and annoyance as he prepared an overhead strike down on the seeming tired out boy.

As he charged the boy, a sense of dread came to him as he heard the kid speak.

Yukio breathed out slowly and muttered, "I hope this is enough Grandpa. Three Stage Kick: Nirvana"

The chunin Hunter-nin didn't even have a chance at three consecutive hits knocked his head around without him seeing blurs, afterimages of the boy surrounded him before fading into the darkness.

Yukio now appearing behind the hunter-nin stepped forward leaving his bokken behind, and with the hair covering his eyes, he was breathing hard. Burning sensations shot up from his legs as dots spotted his vision from the pain. To the rest of the shinobi, all they saw was three afterimage blurs of different kicking positions hitting their fellow colleague.

More chunin shinobi rushed forward, sealing away reading themselves for jutsu. With several shouts of,"Suiton: Mizurappa" large streams of water exploded outwards coalescing together in a deadly tidal wave of water.

Yukio staring at the large body of water heading toward him decided to pull on the water. With a large familiar tug coming from his gut, he willed the water to flow back to their owners, but with even more intensity and rage that was sent to him, and like dogs following their master the water torrent obeyed.

At this, the jonin raised an eyebrow and scowled. He jumped up before the raging tidal wave of water, pressing his hands into the ground to performing,"Doton: Doryūheki". A large stone wall came up blocking the onslaught of water as the Jonin gritted his teeth supplying the stone wall enough chakra to block the incoming force of water.

When the torrent died down, the now dripping wet mud wall fell down as sludge, with large puddles of water dotting the surface of the landscape. The exhausted jonin fell down to his knees as he glared at the stoic-faced boy that stood across from him. "Kill him!" he growled out. "He's one of those filthy demon bloodline users!"

Yukio was panting heavily as he started limping backward to get some air from the attackers. With the water from the puddles coalescing together, they started orbiting Yukio in protecting orbs spinning at high speeds, ready to tear into anything that might come to harm Yukio.

Some chunin backed up in fear, while other chunin roared for blood and charged forward to kill the perceived bloodline user. Dashing across the mud fields, some had unsheathed their swords charging into battle while other raised their kunai in hopes of intercepting and killing the boy.

With every movement, Yukio had no time to catch his breath. The shinobi kept coming at him nicking him at multiple places creating X patterns to litter his arms from the slash he gained from the slashes the shinobi would give him.

Yukio would weave in between trying his best not to get cut even further from the incoming blades. The chunin getting more tired and frustrated with the boy, lashes out at Yukio, this time with Yukio unable to defend against the unforeseen punch knocked Yukio back with a heavy thump.

Stunned from the blow, Yukio lost control of his watery orbs, facing up as he could only watch in horror, with flashbacks of Kyouko's death flashing through his mind, watching as the blades drew closer and closer, only for a large thump to shatter the blades.

Kisame stood tall and proud over Yukio, bleeding lightly while holding the corpse of the dead Hunter-nin captain, Same.

Flashback

Kisame swung his sword around blindly, looking for any flesh, preferably his opponent's blood spilled out on the ground staining the land. While Kisame was waving blindly, Same proceeded to create two water clones to start the attack on the shinobi.

While he was doing this, Same was wondering slightly why the rest of the platoon wasn't helping him fight the Monster of the Hidden Mist. But with the matter at hand, Same had to focus on the more important fact on hand. Kisame was in his clutches, and when he brought the traitor back dead, along with the sword Samehada along with him, he would be hailed as a hero.

Same, rigged up some paper bombs attaching them to his remaining kunai, threw them all at Kisame's direction. Kisame, feeling the whistling of the wind, and the shift in the air currents raised Samehada to block the kunai but didn't account for the large force to blast him back, slamming his back hard into the tree. Kisame, blind and disoriented from the attack used Samehada as a crutch to stand up while groaning in pain as he felt the bruised and broken ribs press against his lungs. Samehada took the brunt of the blast, but the force remained to push him back. Blinking the darkness from his eyes, Kisame groaned as he looked for more signs for the shinobi.

Growing more and more agitated, Kisame drew on the chakra eaten by Samehada, and growled out, "Fine, if you won't come out of trees than I will force you to come out. Suiton: Daifabukha!"

A large explosion of water erupted from his mouth toppling every tree that was in the clearing knocking all cover down for the hunter-nin captain to hide in. Same jumped up walking on the water, facing directly off against Kisame. Kisame finally getting a true glimpse of his opponent, smiled a very sharklike grin, with his injuries slowly healing from the chakra given to him by Samehada.

Same now sweating slowly as he faced, cursed his luck. Even if Same was a high-level shinobi, he was still no match for one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Bloody Mist, even if the Swordsman was an apprentice to one, they were still highly deadly to anyone in their path. And with the combination of near bijuu like chakra reserves and Samehada by his side, Kisame would be a near impossible opponent to beat.

Kisame started grinning even more as he knew now that he was on his own home turf now. With molding more chakra, water sharks exploded out of the surface of the water, nearly nicking Same in the arm. The tide of the battle was turned on Same now with Kisame's ninjutsu turning up every time he tried to dodge, which led to large gashes all over his body staining the water red and pink.

When the ninjutsu stopped, Same whirled around to look for Kisame only to feel numb empty feeling coming from his chest with a sudden drop in his chakra. Kisame stood in front of him Samehada drawn. Same looked down, only to see a shredded torso with few organs hanging out by pieces of skin while bleeding out incredibly.

"Ah, I never did say hello to my girlfriend today." Same's last thoughts faded as he collapsed.

Flashback End

Seeing their taicho's bloody mangled corpse by Kisame's hand, shook up the rest of the hunter-nin, making them doubt that they were going to make it out alive. Some that knew Same, threw up, taking their masks off showing their pale faces to the world.

Yukio stared at the corpse in a strange sense of detachment. Even if he saw the blood pooling around leaking from the body, he couldn't feel the terror he thought he would be feeling, instead, a strange emptiness filled him. This was before Yukio rolled his eyes upwards and fainted, exhausted his energy fighting the platoon of chunin and 3 Jonin off.

Kisame glimpsed back as he checked to the child that was passed out behind him. Seeing that the kid had a small rise and fall to his chest indicating that he was sleeping,

Kisame ensured that the kid was sleeping, turned to face the remaining shinobi. All of them backing away in fear, from the corpse and from the killing intent Kisame was excluding. A dark grin came over Kisame, as he stared at the group. Chunin and Jonin alike were shivering at the monstrous killing intent, seeing flashes of their own death.

Kisame raised Samehada up to point it at the team of Shinobi, who involuntarily took a step back. "You know," Kisame started. " I think I finally got a hang of this sword."

With that, Kisame dashed forward, where the remaining shinobi where and slashed Samehada down, taking organs of shinobi with him and painting the ground dark red with their blood. Cackling, Kisame continued to slash their bodies with Samehada, until all of the hunter-nin were torn up.

Breathing, Kisame slowly lost his crazed look and sheathed Samehada on his back. He walked over to Yukio, who was sleeping on the ground quietly. Kisame just grunted before walking off. He eyed the ruined campsite, where all of Yukio's stuff was sealed in a single scroll. Kisame looked around and saw the destroyed island. Uprooted trees laying haphazardly all over the place, with deep trenches in the ground carved up from the multitudes of water jutsu performed to try to kill each other.

Kisame just groaned as he looked back at the sleeping child. "Aaahhh, why are you on my conscious? I mean you make great food, but you did call me a Land Shark…"

Yukio unconscious form said nothing as Kisame looked at him for any response. Kisame went back looking at Samehada and thought. I'm going to need a successor for the Samehada in the future… and I'm not sure if I want him to wake up seeing this bloodbath… "Ah, fuck it kid, your coming with me. And it's not because you are a great cook or something." And with that, Kisame picked up Yukio by his clothes and carried him over his shoulders. He went over to pick up the large scroll before tying the scroll on his back along with Samehada.

Kisame started off across the ocean by foot. "Kid, let's get going."

Mindscape

This time Yukio woke up with a start. The sky was seeming to be endless with no clouds in sight. Soft crashing sounds came up that dragged Yukio's attention toward them.

Surrounding his view was a large and peaceful blue sea. It stretched so far that Yukio couldn't see anything else in the wide vast sea.

No animals were seen, so to only sounds that ever came was the calm washing sea and some wind rustling the local plant life.

Yukio completely stood up as he looked around on the island. A barren white beach except for a few dunes stood out. A single palm tree provided shade for Yukio as he stood up in the small lonely island.

Yukio looked around not finding anyone alive on the island. He called out. "Hello?"

"Anyone? Is anybody there?" No reply.

The wind started to pick up slightly rustling even more of the plants, dragging Yukio out of his thoughts.

After a while, the wind died down leaving Yukio in the silence again listening to the crashing waves on the beach.

Then a single voice spoke out. "You know, standing there and not greeting your guest is very rude. Shouldn't you at least greet your guest with some courtesy?"

Yukio whirled around in surprise only to see himself standing in front of him, only this time he was wearing shifting blue kimono which held cloud-like patterns and a sword at his waist.

"Susanoo. It's been a while." Yukio replied back.

Susanoo grinned. "Well, I have been missing my favorite human. You have a good 6-month vacation?"

Yukio just stood stoically watching Susanoo.

"Aw, you used to be so much fun. So full of life and energy when you were off training with your mother. What happened to all that energy?" Susanoo teased.

Yukio just stared at Susanoo.

"Damn, your no fun…" Susanoo muttered. "Anyways, I'm here to see how you've been doing. And it looks like you are doing fine! Even learning parts of that taijutsu or whatever that your grandfather made. That's progress… I guess."

Yukio than frowned at Susanoo. "Wait if you are here then, does that make this place," he waved his arms around, "My mindscape?"

Susanoo grinned. "You catch on quickly."He sighed. "Yeah, we are in the mindscape."

Yukio looked around. "It looks… bleak. Why is there nothing around?"

Susanoo looked around too. "It's probably because this is your center. The most 'you' you can get."

"So my center is a bleak uninhabited island…" Yukio deadpanned.

Susanoo chortled. "Sure, if you want to think that way. Anyways this 'you' that you are seeing is basically a hallway to everything in your mind" Suddenly a storm came out of nowhere blowing wind into Yukio's hair making it flutter around in little clumps. "And it looks like there is a change to your mind. Have fun!" and with that, the wind began to howl.

"Wait!" Yukio tried reaching out to Susanoo. "Wait, what's going on! Susanoo answer me!"

But Yukio could not hear Susanoo as the storms roared obscuring his vision. Air seemed to leave his lungs as darkness seemed to extend into his vision. Falling backward, his body hit murky black waters, as images of faces raced passed him.

Konoha

Memory Flashback

Naruko looked around in an unfamiliar setting. Giant trees grew out of the ground as the night sky was pitch dark, only illuminated by the twinkling stars. Suddenly fire rained down upon the land as two beings clashed with immense force. A man and woman both fighting fiercely created shockwaves as each met. The woman was dressed for battle, wearing a battle hakama as nine burning tails trailed behind her. The man was wearing dark robes, with patterns of the night sky decorating his robes, with constellations embroidered in the designs. The brightest star seemed to shine brightly as his robes fluttered from the excessive force put on him by the woman. Every time they clashed the man was blocking with his sheathed blade, while the woman struggled to even get a hit in.

The one struggling wore a battle hakama with her hands full of fire. Slitted eyes stared with contempt at the man who held his steely gaze upon the woman. The women's hakama seemed to dance in her burning fire, white-hot flames licking her feet as if they sensed their master's pain and anger. Hand drew back she proceeded to attack the man once more, talons from her hands carving flaming cuts into the air, while the fire at her feet rose up creating miniature foxes that darted across to the man. Suddenly Naruko was in place of the woman, staring angrily at the man.

Her voice growled as the man casually twisted his sheathed blade sending an invisible force through the fire, dissipating the flames while quietly saying, "Gravity x 100".

She immediately fell to her knees as the ground around her cracked showing the awesome power of gravity bear down on her preventing her from moving around. She snapped at the man when he took steps closer to the woman.

"How could you!"She howled. "How could you betray me like that! How could you throw me aside when I served in your court longer than anyone! How could you toss aside your most trusted general like that.!"

The man lifted her face, while she grunted from the force of the gravity bearing down on her. "Quiet beast, you have no right to look and speak to like that. This-"he tapped her forehead. "- is the level that a lowly beast like yourself should stare at their king. "

The woman howled, even more, her anger clouding her judgment even more and continued to struggle against the weight of gravity. The man looked down upon the woman, before procuring 19 red-hot pikes from thin air. At this, the woman looked at the man in horror. "No! You can't do that! You can't seal me away! That was forbidden! You said so yourself!"Fear crept into Naruko as she saw the cruel and unforgiving look the man was giving her.

The man didn't even flinch as he stabbed one of the pikes directly into one of her arms. A stream of ichor hissed out of the woman's arm as she howled in pain. "I am the King. And a good king would punish their misbehaving servants, no?"

Tears streamed out of her face as the man continuously proceeded to stab each pike at every limb of her body, inducing screams every time, they entered her body. When all 19 pikes where stabbed into her body, the man summoned boulder. Holding his hands up, the woman slowly was raised in the air held by the glowing red pikes in her body. A stream of tears ran down the cheeks of the woman as golden blood pooled around her.

The man that seemed to stare at the woman, and reached out his hand and pulled on something. With a gasp, the golden blood started pulling out at an alarming rate. Golden essence separated from the blood, revealing a red, but very mortal blood in the wake. The golden essence now hovering around the man's hand slowly coalescing into a small golden marble. The man smirked as he tucked the marble into the pocket of the woman's haori, where she couldn't reach it.

When he looked back up, he sneered before sending the pikes through the woman to pin her to the large boulder. With another groan of pain, the woman looked near exhaustion, with one eye half-lidded, from the pain. The man started speaking. "You could have stood by my side for eternity. But you were growing too powerful. The other gods started to fear you for your power."His eyes hardened. " I can not have chaos in my kingdom, can I Inari?"

Inari shuddered in pain. "Why?" She croaked. "Why are you doing this to me Amenominakanushi?"

Amenominakanushi just looked down. "Do not speak my name as if you know me, creature. Call me that again and I will have your tongue cut out. Now begone beast. I will banish you to the human realm, where you may live the rest of your life rotting away as a monster and not as one of the Tōshin. Goodbye, Inari."

With a flick of his fingers, a hole in space ripped open devouring the boulder that held Inari. "Damn you Amenominakanushi! I will get my revenge!"

Amenominakanushi just smiled slightly as he watched the rip close up with the prison for Inari. "I would like to see you try little kit."

Memory End

Naruko sat up in her bed with a start as the nightmare ended. Looking outside, she saw it was still dark out, with the twinkling stars seeming to be blinking overhead, with the occasional low howl from an Inuzuka dog.

Still clammy from the nightmare, Naruko got up and crept into her parents' bedroom. There, her Tou-san was snoring away, while, her Kaa-chan sleep peacefully with her vibrant red hair spread everywhere.

"Kaa-chan?" Naruko poked her mother's arm.

With a start, Kushina woke up, surprised to see Naruko in her room. "Sweety, what's wrong?" Kushina asked with a sleepy tone. "Did, my little sunshine have a nightmare?"

With a nod, Naruko crawled into the bed with Kushna wrapping her arms around her daughter. With the warmth of her parents, Naruko fell into a dreamless sleep.

Dang, that was one of the longest I've actually written. I'm sorry, it has been awhile since I've uploaded, but I had to focus on my grades and with all the tests coming up and all that, I haven't been able to focus on the story. Not to mention that this chapter I have had a major writer's block for awhile.

A Lot of this chapter foreshadows some chapters and the future of the story, starting off with Kisame now going to have Yukio follow him around, kind of like Haku did with Zabuza. Their relationship will parallel in some areas with the original duo, but have their own eccentricities.

The dream sequence I had for Naruko is a very important, scene and I Cannot stress enough that a lot of that dream will influence elements of the story in the future. The golden marble is another important scene that I put in that, may seem like a minor detail… but who knows… Hehehehe

But anyways, thanks for waiting so long for this chapter, and I promise that I will try to write more chapters to cover much of the great saga of the Gaiden.

Now, this is my first Omake, so I hope you like it! (This is one Omake that will be Canon to the main storyline!)

Manus Manem Lavat

Omake

Don't Fuck with the Elderly

Tea Country - 15 years before Present

A large bustling town was filled with tourists, and shinobi alike, with a lot of merchants passing through the area. Merchants would call out to try to get people to trade or buy their products while many tourists lined up to get a dip in the famed hot springs of this particular village.

One man was holding a staff while walking through the streets. Uzumaki Jin groaned as he held his back. "Man, no matter how hard you train your body, your age will always show," he muttered.

He sighed with longing and regret while looking around for a place to sit. He spied an inn at the side of the road and sighed a breath of relief.

Entering the inn, he called out to the innkeeper. "Oy, get this oyaji a room please?"

The innkeeper smiling greeted Jin and offered him a room. "Would you like a room, 217 sir, It has a full bath with a single bedroom if you like?"

Jin handed some gold coins to the innkeeper and grabbed his key. The innkeeper rushing back to the counter in glee failed to notice a couple of unsavory looking characters drinking sake at his counter. All of them catching the glimpse of the gold, had greed in their eyes, with pupils forming shapes of money signs.

All ten characters stood up and pinned the innkeeper to the wall. "Now where did you get this money? From a rich person? Tell me before I take your finger off one by one. Don't you know who I am?"

One of the bandits shouted gleefully, "He is Kuyare Hien! The deadliest bandit in Tea country!"

Hien swirled around fiercely while hissing at the bandit to shut up. He turned to face the innkeeper once more, before smiling creepily in his face. "Now tell me whose d*ck you had to suck to get this money. NOW!"

The innkeeper started blubbering about a cloaked traveler, and room 217 and how the man gave him the gold coins. Hien grinned with savage glee as he and his men marched towards room 217.

Hien kicked down the door only to see a man covered in scars sitting down cross-legged which had been set up with a small steaming bowl of ramen. The man's hair has half greying and had few wrinkles in his face, but otherwise, he looked pretty young for an old man.

Of course, Hien took in the view and almost laughed with glee. Hien wouldn't have any trouble with stealing from this man and taking all his money.

The elderly man, as Hien deemed it, looked up in surprise, mid-bite into his ramen. Slurping up the rest of his ramen, the man spoke. "Ho, what is this?"

Some of Hien's men shuffled awkwardly, as they didn't really know what to do as they faced the elderly man. Hien stepped forward. "Are you the man that paid the innkeeper with gold coins?" He looked at the ramen bowl, and sneered. "what's this? Why are you eating such an unhealthy food, old man? You shouldn't have bad stuff for you Oji-san." He slapped the bowl out of the old man's hand before speaking once more. "See, Have something healthy, like vegetables. Now hand over your money."

Suddenly the atmosphere changed as Jin narrowed his eyes. Chills went up Hien and his men's backs as they heard his voice.

"Who said that you could enter with your shoes on!"

That night the small town would sleep in comfort as the bandit gang that had been harassing their village was tied up at the center of their village, beaten bloody, and nearly to death. Hien with a swollen face had foam coming from his mouth just muttering monster over and over.

As for Jin, he was kicked out of the inn for causing property damage. A lot of property damage. Luckily the gold coins were more than enough for the innkeeper to buy repairs and extra materials for his inn.

Jin again laying outside on a bench took out a small locket, contain a picture, of what seemed to be a younger picture of him, a beautiful lady, and two kids, the elder being a red-haired girl and the other being a small boy, a toddler at best.

Jin closed the locket, and said, "I promise I'll find you someday, Kyouko. Nagato. Yeon." He set his locket to the side, while he watched the glittering night sky twinkle with hundreds of diamonds.

"Man, what a waste of good ramen…"