Disclaimer:

Samurai Deeper Kyo is owned by Akimine Kamijyo.

Naruto is owned by Masashi Kishimoto.

...and NOT by me.

Summary:

A crossover between Naruto and Samurai Deeper Kyo.

III

A girl spun herself on a piece of wood, suspended by rope which was strapped to a tree branch. Each time she turned, the more twisted the two ropes became. After a few more revolutions the girl let go, causing golden strands to whip about as she lent back, tasting the wind. She let out a crystal-like laugh that caused a young boy watching her to smile.

Round and round she went, hands gripping the ropes tightly as she lifted her feet into the air. Even after the rope completely untwisted itself, she continued whipping around, but eventually slowed to an awkward teetering motion. The girl looked up from her feet and glanced at her audience.

A smile formed on her lips as she jumped off the swing and ran to the boy. He was holding a metal-plated headband in his palms. "Put it on!" she chirped excitedly.

The boy tied on the forehead protector, tapped the metal twice with his knuckles, and then smiled. The girl jumped into his arms, giving him a small peck on his cheek, much to his surprise. She stepped away from him and smiled once again.

"I believed in you...and I always will..."

"Oi!"

A door slammed open with a loud BANG! A woman with long, blonde hair stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame. It was Tsunade.

"Get ready. I have a mission for you."

With every slice, the numbers grew. It was an endless battle; a recreation of the battle between Hercules and the three headed monster. Yet, as always, Kyo maintained that amused smirk on his face.

He laughs at death. How can he do such a thing? Stare death in the face, point, and then laugh? Yuya never quite understood just what the hell his problem was. Yet, she admired him. He wasn't afraid to die, so long as he was labeled the strongest there ever was and ever will be.

"This is getting us nowhere!" Akira shouted, beyond irritation, numbers of water clones increasing around them. "I'll finish this!" He crossed his twin swords, deepening his eyebrows both in concentration and annoyance. He swung them both outward simultaneously, creating a huge streak of ice that froze everything in its path.

"Overdoing it a bit?" asked Benitora, annoyed that he wasn't the hero.

Akira simply shrugged, but stiffened when he heard a loud crack. He turned, growling at the persistence of these...things. "Don't tell me..."

His plan backfired. The huge ice prison exploded, and with each individual shard formed an assassin. Their numbers were endless, unfathomable.

"SHIT!" Benitora turned to Yuya. It seemed as if they were all aiming for her. I can't get to her in time! "YUYA-HAAAAN!"

There was a moment of silence. Every motion slowed down to a sloth-like pace. Yuya's eyes opened wide, staring at the hundreds, maybe even thousands of attackers, heading straight for her.

Kyo spun around, his heart beating, his fury growing. Don't TOUCH her! He knew he would be too late, but he still forced himself to move.

SLAM! Two of Yuya's attackers were stopped mid-air, and then sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall. Suddenly, the whole sky faded into a deep, deadly black. Kyo's eyes opened wide. Shit! He ran for Yuya, in an attempt to snatch her away from the certain death that filled the sky. He stopped abruptly after catching sight of a masked figure covering her in a black cape. The figure motioned for him to remain still, and for some unknown reason, he obliged.

A shower of skinny, black spikes rained its way down from the sky. The water clones erupted like a monsoon, drenching everyone to the core.

"That won't work! They'll just come back!" shouted an exasperated Benitora.

The masked man turned to look just past Benitora when, "AUGH!" A man fell out of a tree, slamming face-down onto the ground below. A spike protruded out the back of his neck as he lay motionless, his body absorbing the mud. Not a moment later, another cloaked figure appeared out of thin air, slung the victim over his shoulder, and then disappeared with a gust of leaves.

Why couldn't I sense him? Who the hell was he? Akira was beyond irritated. He felt useless, weak. He glanced over at Kyo, then quickly to the man in a long, black cloak standing protectively over Yuya. Yuya? What is she doing with him

There was a long, lingering silence. The puddles lay helpless and motionless, but still possessed a potential danger to them all. However, they all focused on the most possible danger present, and that was the masked man.

"Nii-sama! Nii-sama?"

A gentle voice, a gentle touch.

"Nii-sama! Will you go to the festival with me?"

Innocent eyes, innocent smile.

"All I want is to be with Nii-sama!"

"I'm sorry..."

Pure heart, pure tears.

...I never meant to make you cry...

Yuya hadn't seen the last part of the fight. She could have blamed it on the warm, dark cloak that blocked her vision. However, she knew that wasn't the case. Yuya just stared, mouth agape, at her masked protector. Her eyes opened wider, as if in shock. It...can't...be... She reached up, hands searching...

The sound of unsheathed steel sang into the air. The arc formed by Tenro came to a halt at her savior's neck. The caped man did not flinch, but remained perfectly still. Kyo's eyes deepened into such a deep, dark red that his eyes were nearly onyx. He was pissed. No one touched his property. No one.

Immediately, Yuya shot up, glaring at Kyo as if he should've known that what he was doing was wrong. But just as quickly, her senses calmed, and she turned to confront her savior. It was then that she began analyzing his features. Which, the only things she could see were his eyes, barely visible through the slits in the mask meant for sight. It's not him. She sighed, overwhelmed by relief. "Who are you?" She reached for the mask, only to have him snatch her wrist, twisting it slightly and sending a slight pain down her arm.

"Ouch!" she yelped, a slight hint of anger and frustration in her eyes.

"I am sorry," he merely replied, in a gentle, soothing voice, relatively close to Akira's. He then pulled her toward him, "You must come with me."

"She's not going with anyone!" shouted Benitora, spear at ready.

"That will be enough."

There was a slight rustle of a tree, when a beautiful woman with long, blonde hair and piercing brown eyes jumped in Benitora's path. She had a look on her face that could be translated as, 'Don't even think about it.' She turned around and looked at the masked warrior, nodding her head. "Take her back."

The man nodded in acknowledgment, lifting up Yuya in both his arms, and then jumping into the trees. Yuya was simply shocked that no one did anything to stop them! Am I that worthless to them? Oh, when I get my hands on Kyo, I'll... She looked back, but only saw the faint blur of trees. He already covered such a great distance in so little time. Yuya held onto the masked man, head resting on his chest with her eyes closed. Looks like there is no turning back now.

"It's been a while, Demon Eyes Kyo." Tsunade crossed her arms, raising her chin to express she wasn't afraid of him. "How goes Muramasa-sama?"

Kyo simply lowered his eyebrows, letting out a small growl. He was pissed off at himself for not pursuing the kidnapper of Yuya, but even more so for even bothering to speak to this woman.

"I see. So it's come to pass." Tsunade closed her eyes for a moment, as if creating a moment of silence for the passing of her dear friend. When she opened them, she lifted her chin higher, looking at the sky. "Come, it is almost nightfall."

Author's note:

What do you guys think so far? Is the fight scene alright? I mean, it is, after all, only the first one, so I tried to keep it rather short and simple. I'm not really good at depicting battles...

So anyway, they're about to head into Konoha. Yay! Productivity!

Anyway, thanks for reading and reviewing!