A/N: This is the sequel to my story Mirai Shinobi. If you haven't read that fic, I encourage you to, for knowing the events of that story are crucial to this one.

For my returning readers, welcome back!

WARNING: Since this is a sequel, and you're reading it, that should mean you have an idea of how I deal with power levels. If you have an issue with a DBZ character taking a hit from a powerful Naruto character every once in a while, turn back now. I am not going through the same thing I did in Mirai Shinobi in regards to power levels. Do not fight me over them, you will never win. If I get complaints about power levels in my review section, they will be deleted. If you have an account, I will block you. That is my only warning.

Second, I put this story in the M-rated section for a reason. In the original I kinda tip-toed around this rating, but now it's no-holds barred.

Anything goes.

Enjoy!

"This is talking."

'This is thinking.'

"This is an attack."/ 'This is an attack.' (Whether a character calls their attack name or thinks their attack name will vary based on the situation.)

This is a flashback / dream sequence

*This is a voice in someone's head*

XXX

Three years…

Such a small amount of time given the events that transpired during that time in the Shinobi world.

Three years ago, a boy and his mother appeared in the world of ninja. The nature of the boy allowed him to survive his journey with few, yet nasty injuries... while his mother, wasn't quite as blessed.

In exchange for the Hidden Leaf nursing his mother, the boy lent the village his fists and his sword.

After getting settled, he'd quickly made a name for himself in this new world, his inhuman levels of power leaving quite the impression on the populace. The boy made genuine friends, rivals, and allies, some of which he could even call family. However, with making friends and allies there also came enemies.

Not long after his awakening, his presence in the world of shinobi became a beacon, a beacon that resulted in other beings from his world making their way into the shinobi world as well.

The first set of beings was in the form of allies, so it wasn't all bad.

But, as Murphy's Law would state, the law being anything that can go wrong will go wrong… things did.

Soon enough, the monsters that brought the boys home to ruin made their way into the world of shinobi as well… to bring just as much chaos to the new world as they did the old one.

As most humans need something to blame when tragedy strikes, a scapegoat was chosen. The Brief's, ever the unfortunate ones, had fingers pointed at them. Because of the Leaf's need for a scapegoat, the Briefs were exiled from the Leaf. All this in hopes it would keep their enemies from finding the village in search of them.

But, thankfully, their friends and allies followed with them. Having chosen to side with the Briefs instead of their village leader, the group left the villag alongside them. Needless to say, Danzo was anything but happy when he found out.

Despite the Brief's having reached their lowest low, a ray of hope still shined through.

An unexpected arrival to the ninja world in the form of a long lost Saiyan from Trunks dimension appeared. This Saiyan was none other than Bardock, the father of the former champion of Earth, Son Goku. The Saiyan accepted Trunks after battling each other for his acknowledgement. Possessing a traditional saiyan mentality, lifetime of battle experience coupled with a level of power one could only achieve with saiyan blood, the older Saiyan fought the androids and nearly claimed victory over the twin terrors as he proved that they could be beaten through overwhelming force.

In order to prepare for the final battle with the Androids, as well as the other major threats presented in the ninja world, Trunks went off with Bardock to train out in the stars, leaving behind his loved ones to train and prepare in their own ways on earth.

Three years they trained, and in three years, things can change.

XXX

The Village of the Hidden Leaf, arguably more so than other village's, had upped its security… to say the least.

If one were able to keep their head above the trees, they'd notice the ninja that were posted over 80 miles out around the village perimeter, the men and women perched like birds atop the tips of trees to keep their eyes on the sky.

If any shinobi caught a glimpse of something soaring through the sky, they'd send a message back to the village's Hokage, who would in turn order the villagers to be pushed into underground safety shelters to wait out the threat.

That was one means of keeping the populace safe.

So far the three years passed, and to the relief of the public, the androids hadn't invaded their village. It seemed the twins were plenty busy with their new lives in the village they took for themselves.

Still, that didn't stop them from going to other towns and destroying or ransacking them for kicks.

The Hokage, not wanting to take any chances with the Androids spotting one of his own, restricted all travels between villages; for both civilian and shinobi. The civilians, for the most part, weren't complaining. Not many people had plans for travel given the risks they'd face if they were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Shinobi, well, their place was in their village regardless, so there wasn't much of a loss on their end. Due to the village needing to keep its economy flowing, only higher ranked ninja such as experienced Chunin and Jonin were allowed to leave the village on missions, but this only encouraged more ninja to pursue promotion at a faster rate.

How certain shinobi adapted to these changes over the years… varied.

Gai re-entered the village with his Chunin and Jonin, his relationship with them turning into more of a camaraderie than an apprentice-student dynamic. He looked between Tenten and Neji, noticing the strain between the two having grown greater over time. He noticed it in the way they interacted. They no longer spoke to each other as friends, if they spoke to each other at all. They'd hardly even stood within 10 feet of each other, the two teens barely able to stand each other's presence.

They wouldn't voice it to him, but Gai knew what shattered his team's bond.

Neji was among those who called for the Brief's banishment. When Tenten allied herself with them, Neji found the kunoichi's judgment to be less than stellar. When Lee, arguably the heart and soul of the team, left to chase after Trunks and his family to be branded a traitor, all of Neji's respect for his teammate was turned to dust. Tenten, still standing by what Neji viewed as a group of traitors and liabilities, lost the Hyuga's respect as well.

The feeling was mutual.

Gai sighed and shook his head, knowing that the bond between his genin-turned-chunin and jonin, may never be mended.

(Third Training Ground)

A young woman with long navy-blue hair went through various kata's known exclusively by her clan. Her lavender eyes were hard and focused, showing a level of intensity that heavily contrasted her soft features.

She had grown in a lot of ways, physically and figuratively. Physically, she wasn't a little girl anymore. Her body had grown and matured into that of a woman, a woman that any man could call beautiful.

Kurenai watched, both impressed and worried as she noticed the improvement in Hinata's form. Impressed, because now, Hinata had managed to soar in ways that Kurenai could only dream of. When the heiress was younger there was always something holding her back from reaching her full potential. Now, she displayed a level of skill that put her on par with Neji, which showed the something in her holding her back seemed to have been killed off.

This worried the jonin because that something that was killed off, was now replaced by something that was… dark.

While meek, Hinata was always warm, kind and polite almost to a fault.

Now, she was different. Now she was cold, distant, and noticeably angry. Her actions showed much aggression, her speech was now blunter and to the point, lacking its trademark stutter and her addressing of her peers lacked her usual use of honorifics.

If one asked Hinata if she were upset, they'd get a pretty honest answer.

The Hyuga threw a palm strike at her invisible enemy, an enemy only she could see.

Naruto, Sakura, Kakashi, and the rest of their allies served as Hinata's opponents. She knew, that if she were to bring Naruto back home, she'd have to go through his friends in order to reach him. She knew, that in order to bring him back to the Leaf, kicking and screaming if it came to that, she'd have to completely overwhelm him; shut down every ounce of chakra he had and then cripple him if need be.

To be mentally prepared for the day they crossed paths, Hinata took all of the self-loathing she felt towards herself; the fact that she didn't leave with him, that she didn't tell him how she felt before he left, that she didn't step up and side with him when he came at odds with Shikamaru and the others; and turned it into anger that she'd use to motivate herself.

Of course, she did have quite a bit of anger pent up towards Naruto himself; the fact that he would just throw away his dream despite everything he worked towards, the fact that he would just forfeit his life by leaving, the fact that he would allow his attention to be occupied by some other girl, only to leave with her in the end.

Hinata knew she'd have to use that anger if she were to confront him, otherwise, she'd never be able to hurt him.

She turned and threw her palm into one of the nearby tree stumps, the bark on the other side shattering with a gunshot like pop.

Kurenai continued to watch her student worriedly.

And this was to say nothing of Kiba…

XXX

Shikamaru walked through a section of village undergoing heavy re-construction, the young genius passing by various villagers hard at work. He looked to his left and to his right each way he walked, the Jonin obviously in search of something, something he hadn't seen in months.

"Shikamaru!"

The Nara looked up, seeing just the man he was looking for atop one of the building skeletons, looking down on him with a smile.

"Choji!"

The Akimichi, dressed in a workman's jumpsuit, jumped down, landing in front of his best friend. Choji had lost considerable weight, his brown hair long and down his back. The loss of weight made sense, given what the Akimichi had been busy with the last few months.

Shikamaru smiled and raised an eyebrow, "They got you on construction detail?"

Choji shook his head, crossing his arms, "Nah, I choose to be here." He scratched the back of his head, "You know, to-"

"Help keep your mind off her." Shikamaru finished for him. He shook his head as he looked down, "Heh, I gotta hand it to her. Wherever she went, she's picked a good hiding place." he looked up, "No one anywhere's been able to get eyes on her."

Choji nodded, the Akimichi looking up and huffing, "Yeah… I like to think she's okay."

"She is." Shikamaru said, "Hm, I dunno how, but I know she is." Of course he knew how, she was surrounded by people stronger than all comprehension. The two young men knew this, it's why they could talk about her without a sense of mourning.

The Nara looked around, the construction still happening, "Crazy world we live in, we got psycho robots flying around whacking village's yet ours gets hit by a 50 foot shit-slinger."

Choji chuckled, "Heh, a year later and everyone's just accepted it. I guess it makes sense though, especially when a giant fox tore up the village much worse just 16 years ago."

"Figures." Shikamaru said, looking up at the halfway finished building Choji was working on. This was completely against his nature, but for Choji, he'd ask, "Want a hand?"

(Elsewhere in the Village)

Sasuke stood at the edge of one of the buildings, the Uchiha outfitted in Jonin attire.

He'd grown taller over the years, as expected. Instead of the usual Jonin flak jacket, Sasuke wore his own custom black vest over the jonin jumpsuit, the Uchiha-clan crest designed into the back of the vest.

Having taken a bit of inspiration from his old teammates, Sasuke now wielded a chokuto sword at his waist, a blade he'd taken a personal liking to.

He'd grown strong over the years. Much stronger than he'd ever imagined. But, the question, the only question he cared about… was he skilled enough…

Three years ago, Itachi had proven he could take his little brother on skill alone, even on an equal power footing.

So how could Sasuke change that? His brother was a gifted shinobi long before Sasuke could even form words in his mouth, so how could Sasuke even reduce the skill difference?

The thought gnawed at him to painful degrees.

His eyes stayed trained on a particular section of village, the section that was undergoing heavy reconstruction due to… an incident that transpired a year ago.

"And today marks the three year anniversary." a feminine voice said from behind Sasuke. The Uchiha recognized it instantly, the survivor knowing he wouldn't have to turn to address it. Shimura approached the survivor from behind, "You still thinkin' about'em?"

"...Nope." Sasuke said.

"Oooh, that's cold." Hattori said with a small smirk, folding her arms.

"Says the one who voted in favor of his banishment." Sasuke said, his eyes glued out over the village, "Besides, I don't need to worry about them... because I know they're fine."

Shimura huffed and looked away, "He would've gotten kicked out regardless. I only gave my opinion on the matter."

"Wanna tell me why you're here." Sasuke ordered, more than asked.

"The old man wants you on an escort mission." Hattori said, the 20 year old turning away from Sasuke and heading toward the building ledge.

"Strange, how he hasn't had you on any missions lately." Sasuke said, still looking out over the hidden leaf.

"What can I say," the woman shrugged, "I've had my hands full with… other things." she said before she free fell off the building.

XXX

In a dank cave far from the Land of Fire, nine ghostlike figures gathered at their leaders call.

"The time has come," Pain said to his underlings, "Deidara, Sasori, retrieving the one tail now is an absolute must. We need the One-Tail before we can extract the others. Now that the Three-Tails has re-emerged, there is no reason for further delay."

"Hm, thy will shall be done." Deidara said sarcastically and with a smirk.

Pain turned to the new addition to his organization, a beautiful red-haired woman with fair-skin, blue-eyes, and a beauty-mark under her left lip corner. She was the one to replace Kisame, "Fuuka, as I tell all of the others, you are to avoid conflict with the synthetic humans. I do not wish to look for a replacement so soon after bringing you into the fold."

The red-haired woman smiled and brushed her hair back behind her shoulders, "Won't have to tell me twice. As you know, I tend to operate best under... subtle means."

Hidan made kissing noises in a mocking manner.

Pain ignored the act, continuing to address Deidara and Sasori, "Do not fail, we cannot afford any more delay."

"We're on it." Deidara said as he and his partner set off, their holograms phasing out.

The others began to phase out as well, Fuuka turning and winking at Itachi, "See you around Itachi-kun." before her hologram disappeared.

This left Itachi, Pain, and Konan alone.

"She's a pest." Itachi told his leader. The Uchiha, although he wouldn't admit it, missed his old partner Kisame. He might've been bloodthirsty but he was respectable, kept to himself so as to not bother the Uchiha, and followed his orders.

Konan wouldn't voice it, but she agreed. Fuuka might be obedient, but she found the woman's shameless ways to disgraceful to women as a whole. The fact she also seemed to have her sights on Itachi would've been a cause for concern if they didn't know for a fact she was no match for him. That, and Pain would've killed her for such actions. Nevertheless, that didn't stop her from trying to push the Uchiha's buttons with her flirting.

"But she's effective." The Leader of Akatsuki voiced, "Her ability to paralyze on sight and feed on chakra are of value to me, thus you will tolerate her."

It wasn't like Itachi to complain, but mentally, he groaned, before he phased out as well.

XXX

(Land of Demons)

A legion of stone soldiers marched through the land, tearing through all opposition on their path to the Land of Swamps.

"Hold the line! Stand your ground! Don't let a single one of those bastards get through!" A stronghold leader ordered the many shinobi who came to stand against the battalion of living statues.

Many shinobi followed their orders, assaulting the mindless drones with ninjutsu that didn't so much as slow them down. The shinobi were only relentlessly trampled over and crushed like bugs under the heels of the stone battalion.

The stronghold captain looked down at the stone warriors set to completely breach through his defenses. The legion of statues stretched as far as his eye can see, which was to the edge of the horizon.

"Damnit!" The captain cursed as they drew ever closer, "No, no!" A series of high pitched whistles from the skies brought the captains eyes up.

A flurry of wind-spheres shot down like cannonballs from the heavens above, raining over the statues reaching the stronghold gates. The statues were destroyed and turned to so much pebbles.

The shinobi watched in awe as seven figures appeared before the rest of the battalion, as if they simply warped into existence. As if the stone warriors knew of the threat, they stopped walking. They eyed the seven newcomers, the teens standing with an air of confidence that showed the surviving shinobi that they weren't worried about the overwhelming numbers stacked against them.

One of the newcomers was a young woman with red-hair tied back in a loose ponytail, with matching colored glasses and eyes decorating her face. She wore a fishnet shirt underneath a purple sleeveless hoodie, the hoodies waist stopping below her belly-button to show off her stomach.

She stepped over to one of the gravely injured shinobi lying on the ground. The man's legs were crushed.

"Hiya buddy," Karin said cheekily as she kneeled next to the ninja struggling to keep consciousness. She pulled out a senzu bean, "Eat this."

The ninja looked at her like she'd just sprouted a second head, "Wh-Why would I just ea-AAAAAAAAUUUGGHHH!" he screamed out when Karin jabbed her finger in his leg, taking the opportunity to shove the senzu bean in his mouth.

"Good boy." she said as the man swallowed the bean, his injuries healing instantly. He quickly stood up and got off the battlefield.

Sakura rolled her eyes while Ino smiled and shook her head.

"That's one way to do it." Sakura said, the pinkette having grown her hair out longer over the years. Her hair now flowed down her back, much like Sakura had it before the Chunin Exams. Sakura kept her hair held together through a tube in the mid-length, also allowing her hair to frame her face. She was dressed in a red vest over a long sleeved fishnet shirt, cream colored shorts hugging her legs.

"You can't blame her when it gets the job done." Ino shrugged. Much like Sakura, Ino also grew her hair out, keeping it held together with a hair tube midway down her back. She wore a purple, high collared blouse that showed her stomach, and black combat pants.

The one responsible for the assault on the statues stood in front of the others.

"Heh, piece a' cake." Naruto said with a cocky smirk. The whiskered outcast, even more so than his friends, had hit a growth spurt over the years. His bush of blonde hair had grown a bit in length, his lack of headband allowing it to fall all around his head. He wore an orange and black short-sleeved hoodie along with brown combat pants. A black ninjato was strapped to his thigh, the handle custom designed to also resemble a trench knife, "Why don't I just save everyone the effort and take care of the rest myself?"

The whiskered boy carried a young woman on his back.

"Ugh, don't be greedy Naruto." a girl with long, curly, dark blue hair and a red scarf tied in her hair said. Oddly enough about this girl… she had an eye, in the middle of her forehead...

"Tavi's right, Naruto." Lee said with a raised eyebrow, his hair not in the same bowlcut he'd had to mimic Gai. Now it was in a shaggy style similar to before he'd went under the Green Beasts tutelage. The young protege dressed in a sleeveless green-tank and black pants, with white hand wraps that he currently tightened, "You've already destroyed the four assassins on your own, surely you can save the rest of us a bit of action?"

Shinhan buckled her leather fingerless gloves, "And I'm still heated about that, just so you know." She was dressed in a black tank top and brown shorts.

Fu grinned and pinched the blonde boys thigh, "Go do your job, bozo." she said playfully.

Naruto sighed, before he grinned and turned to the young woman he was carrying on his back, "You see that Shion, you see how mean they are to me?"

"Oh yeah, I see." the priestess said with a grin.

"Don't worry Naruto, we still love ya'." Sakura said as she took a fighting stance, the others following suit.

"Get a move on Naruto, I wanna go home." Karin said in a bored tone.

"Alright," the blonde jinchuriki said, turning back to Shion, "hang on tight Lady Shion!"

He flew off as the others charged at the army of stone statues.

Sakura and Ino shot up into the air, the two girls coming down on the horde of statues; Sakura, with a fist to the ground; Karin, with a kick to the ground that formed a crater for over half-a-mile, destroying dozens of statues in close contact, and sending another several dozen high up into the air.

Lee tapped Shinhan's shoulder so she'd look up, "That's all yours." he said.

"I got'em." the bluenette said as she formed ki blasts in her palm. She rapid fired up at the falling statue soldiers, reducing them to a rain of pebbles.

Lee, Ino, and Fu flew in, joining Sakura and Karin in their assault on the army.

Lee took off the head of one soldier with a roundhouse kick, the taijutsu master tearing through the others with a lightning fast series of punches and kicks. A single punch from Lee to the stone drone's chest burst it into a shower of pebbles.

Fu dodged a sword thrust, taking out the legs of one soldier with a leg sweep before taking that same soldiers head off in another fluid kick. She leaped up high, landing in a great distance from her comrades,

The Seven-Tailed Jinchuriki quickly used her inner-voice, speaking to the monster she jailed,

*"Chomei? Chomei wake up!"*

She could hear the beatle within her groaning irritably,

*"Ohhhh man, Fu! You woke me up when I was having this kickass dream about-"*

The green-haired jinchuriki looked around at the enemies surrounding her,

*"Tell me later! Right now I need a small loan."* She told him as she quickly shifted through handsigns.

*"Oh, right, Lucky Seven Chomei's special delivery comn' right up!"*

'Lightning Style: Spider-Web!' Fu slapped her hand on the ground, smirking as a surge of electricity in the form of a spiderweb on the ground vaporized over fifty drones in a twenty meter radius.

Sakura grabbed the swords of two warriors aiming to stab her, the pinkette crushing the blades by their edge with her bare hands. With a punch and a kick, the warriors were destroyed.

Ino's hand glowed purple, the blonde swinging her hand to slice through the stone warriors sword, her palm continuing cleanly through the soldiers head, decapitating it from the jaw up.

Karin leaped over one stone drone, twisting to dodge the thrust of its blade at her, before she grabbed it by its head, and simply twisted it off, cracking the stone as easily as if it were a cork. The redhead landed, throwing the head in her hands at another target hard enough to destroy it completely.

Wiping the bit of dirt on her hand on her pants, Karin watched as the Ghost warriors surrounding her set to impale her, before she quickly shifted through hand signs. Her eyes quickly glanced around to make sure none of her friends were around.

The second she hit the last hand sign, a flurry of gold chains shot out of her body, impaling the warriors closest to her and coiling around them like snakes, squeezing the drones before they crushed into dust.

Ino huffed as she and Sakura stood back to back, fending off the enemy, "Why does Naruto always get the fun jobs?" she asked.

Sakura smiled, "Because he's him."

XXX

"We're almost there Lady Shion," Naruto said as the mountain temple quickly approached from the horizon, "You ready to finish this?"

Shion, more afraid of heights than she originally thought, kept her face buried in the blondes shoulder to keep from looking down. She peeked up from Naruto's shoulder to see the upcoming kingdom, saw how high up they were, and quickly put her face back into his shoulder, "Yeah sure whatever."

Naruto chuckled when he felt Shion's grip around his neck tighten, before picking up speed.

Naruto grunted in annoyance once he neared the entrance to the temple… the entire entranceway was filled with Ghost Warriors.

As if they could sense them, each one of the living statues glanced up at the flying ninja, "Ah crap." Naruto said as he quickly made a hand sign to form shadow clones, the bunshins instantly flying down to the ground. The second the clones hit the dirt, they dove into the fray to battle the blockade.

Naruto touched down right in front of the entranceway, gently setting Shion down.

Glancing back to the stone warriors behind him getting decimated by his clones rasengan's, he turned to Shion, "Head on in without me, will ya? I don't wanna risk any of these guys following us in there."

Shion looked into the dark cave with uncertainty, "I-I dunno Naruto,"

She flinched as Naruto pulled the ninjato from his holster, the jinchuriki slicing cleanly through a stone figure that walked too close, the top half of the foe falling to the ground.

The rogue ninja turned to her and smiled, "Just give me literally two minutes!" he held his left hand to his side, a spinning ball of mayhem appearing in the palm.

Shion swallowed and nodded as she turned and ran inside the cave, the sounds of Naruto raining hell on the soldiers outside echoing behind her.

Shion could feel the air around her grow increasingly warm the further into the tunnel she ran.

The light at the end opened to a massive room, a maze of fiery crevices in the floor making the room resemble a small pocket of hell.

She walked along the crevices, nearing the center of the room so she could do what she'd been destined to.

"So this is it," Shion said to herself, looking at the stone ground below her, "well, here goes nothing."

"My how you've grown."

Shion gasped at the gravelly voice that spoke to her, the young priestess turning to the source.

A ghastly looking man sitting in an out of place chair sat up; the man featuring fair skin, long black hair, tan-colored eyes, and a goatee. The black trench coat he wore only served to increase his intimidating demeanor

"You surely resemble Miroku." the man said to the young priestess.

"Wh-Who are you?" Shion asked, her heart racing as two stone figures walked towards her. She backed away from them.

A bone-chilling smile spread across the man's face, "My name... is Yomi." he sat back in his chair, Shion stepping away from her pursuers as they drew near, "Long ago, your mother stood in the way of my ambitions." Yomi said as he held a faraway look in his eyes, "Hm, surely, you remember that day. We had nearly resurrected Moryo as our leader, and took the Thousand Year Kingdom under our grasp." Yomi said, a hint of anger lacing his voice, "All because of her, your mother, our efforts were for nigh-"

A flash of silver shot past Shion and into Yomi's chest, the young woman gasping when she barely caught sight of it.

Yomi's eyes widened as he coughed up a mouthful of blood, he and Shion staring at the ninjato sticking out of his chest.

"Im… possible." he gasped in horror as he grabbed the handle of the blade.

"Not really." Naruto said with a shrug, "I just chucked my sword at you while you were running your mouth. Any moron can do that."

Yomi tried pulling out the sword sticking through his torso, before he slumped over, lifeless.

Shion turned around, Naruto casually strolling past her like he was taking a walk in the park, "Sheesh, that guy was annoying." he nonchalantly shoved the two stone soldiers into the molten pits below, before continuing up to Yomi's body, "And people think I have a big mouth." Naruto grinned as he took back his sword.

He turned to Shion, "So, you wanna do this whole sealing thing or what?"

The priestess blushed as she nodded, a smile on her face as she did her job.

XXX

The two walked outside, greeted by the rest of Naruto's team.

"We through here?" Sakura asked with her hand on her hip, her foot tapping impatiently.

"Moryo's sealed like a sardine in a can!" Naruto grinned, Shion nodding with a smile.

"Somehow this feels anti-climactic." Fu said, Shinhan and Lee nodding their agreement.

Naruto scratched the back of his head, "I mean, were you guys expecting us to let the demon loose, just so I could have an epic one on one showdown with it?" he turned to the priestess, "You see that, Lady Shion, even when I do things the right way, they still don't appreciate me."

The priestess smiled at the Uzumaki, the woman holding her hands behind her back as she circled around him, "Well, I certainly appreciate you, Naruto. And, I actually wouldn't mind your company more."

"Oh, thanks," Naruto said with a bashful laugh, not expecting that response. He was just joking after all.

"After all, I will need an heir in the future." Shion said, "I think you could help me with that."

Ino, Sakura, and Karin gasped in shock while Lee and Tavi shuddered.

"ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT!" Fu yelled, her tan face turning red.

Naruto looked at the mint-haired girl quizzically, "But I don't see why I can't." Naruto said innocently, making Fu's eyes widen while the others face palmed.

"Naruto…" Fu breathed in disbelief, her eye twitching.

He turned to Shion, "Sure, I'd be happy to help you any way you'd like!"

Naruto cried out as Fu tackled him, the girl strangling him.

XXX

(Yugakure)

#17's head was leaned back, the Android letting out a deep sigh. His closed eyes closed tighter, a rough groan escaping his throat from the actions of the woman's head at his lap. He wouldn't see her head rhythmically bobbing up and down, lewd noises filling the room they both occupied.

The Android's eyes opened, the ebony haired man looking somberly at the woman, "Yumi," he called her name, making her stop mid-act, "stop."

Yumi's head lifted, the woman looking sadly at the Android, "D-Did I fail to please you, #17-san?"

The Android stared blankly at the young woman, noticing the genuine look of sadness and hurt behind her green eyes.

#17 huffed before cupping her chin, lifting her face so he could look her in the eye. He didn't have any feelings for this girl, only having taken an interest in her because of her looks, and he couldn't deny they were attention grabbing. What with her aforementioned eyes, dark-purple hair, and soft facial features. Her overall appearance could be comparable to that of a traditional geisha, though without the face full of make-up. Her purple hair was pinned up in a bun, though with two locks of hair framing her face.

Her black floral kimono hung very loosely around her figure, but given her position, she didn't need to worry about being modest.

#17 tilted his head as he eyed her, his features softening, though a tiny bit. He could care less about the feelings of humans, but he could tell this woman was head over heels for him.

He couldn't understand why, but he had a good idea of when it started.

(One night, Two years ago)

#17 walked through his village, the Android having just used one of the village's many hot springs to relax. He was walking around in a white t-shirt and dark blue shorts, enjoying the cool breeze of the night against his steamed skin.

The sound of shouting filled his ears, bringing the cyborgs attention to one of the houses to his far right. He could see a man and a woman inside, seemingly in a heated argument over something he couldn't possibly care about.

What did grab the cyborg's attention was the slight slurring he heard in the man's words, a slurring that could only have come from alcohol.

The Android couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something inside of him couldn't stand the sight of a drunk human. Perhaps it was something related to an experience before Gero wiped his own human memories?

The man then hit the woman, knocking her to the floor of her home. The act made #17 phase out.

The Android appeared inside the couple's home, #17 standing against the wall, arms folded as he looked between the couple.

The couple gasped in horror when they saw the cyborg, the husband stumbling back when #17 smirked at him. The Android loved the look of fear these people gave him. Even after more than 15 years it still didn't get old to see.

"What's going on here? This looks like quite the party." #17 said.

The husband regained his composure, figuring he could explain himself, given the cyborg's ruthless nature.

"Oh, uh, my apologies for the, uh, disturbance, #17-san." He passed a glare to his wife, "My wife, she was getting rather bold with her tongue."

"Ah, I see." #17 nodded, looking down at the man's wife, and the red mark splashed on her cheek. He noticed the wife was considerably younger than the husband, "You're one of those… domineering husband types, eh." his head tilted, "Hm, that's a hell of a pimp hand you've got." the Android said, eyeing the man's hand as he approached.

The older man looked at his hand, smiling in his drunken stupor.

#17 grinned with much malice, "How 'bout I show you mine?"

Before the man could piece together the threat behind #17's words, the Android backhanded the man, sending him to the floor across from his wife.

Spitting out teeth, the man found himself unable to fully close his mouth, his jaw broken.

"W-why?" the man asked with warped words as #17 put his foot to his throat, Yumi watching the scene in awe.

#17 slowly applied a bit of pressure, casually watching as the man struggled in vain to pull the Androids foot from his throat.

"What did I say when me and my sister took over this place?" #17 asked rhetorically, "This place... is mine. Everything in this place... is mine. Everyone here... is mine." he applied more pressure, to the point the man's face turned purple, "And I don't like anyone damaging my things..."

*Crackle*

#17 watched as the man's hand went limp, all life fading from his eyes, "Unless I'm the one to do so."

#17 glanced over to the man's wife, expecting to see the woman angered that he just murdered her husband. Surprisingly, she seemed more awestruck than anything else.

The cyborg smiled at her, "Clean that up for me, will ya."

And he left the house.

And now, here he was with her, holding her face.

Answering her earlier question, #17 said, "Nah, it's not what your doing. I just… don't want you to think you're forced to do this."

Yumi smiled, the woman leaning in closer #17, her hands on either side of his lap, "You've blessed me, #17-sama. You've freed me in more ways than you could ever imagine. For that, I'd do anything to please you."

#17 smirked, nodding behind, "Get on the bed."

XXX

#18, dressed in a blue kimono, re-entered the village, a posse of villagers behind her. They all carried bags filled with clothes, jewelry, and other luxurious items that each of them had taken a liking to.

As the blonde woman walked happily through the village, the villagers that took notice happily welcomed her home with bows and greetings.

"Hello Mistress #18!"

"Welcome home Lady-#18."

"Lady #18! How are you!"

The blonde android smiled and waved the people off. Once she reached the village square, she turned to her posse, "Take the rest of the day for yourselves boys!"

"Thank you my lady!" the villagers bowed and separated.

#18 spun around, hearing approaching footsteps.

"Mistress #18," An old man addressed as he approached the Android. He held a plate with colored balls stacked in a pyramid, "my wife made mochi, we thought you would want to be the first to taste them."

"Ooh!" #18's eyes widened as she took one of the rice cakes, popping it in her mouth, "Not bad. Better than the last batch I had."

"I'm pleased you enjoye them my lady." the villager said as he gave another bow, walking away from the Android.

#18 sat down on the steps to her and her brothers home, a massive borderline-mansion styled after more traditional japanese homes. The blonde looked around at the paradise her and her brother molded for themselves.

Going in, the twins didn't expect to be that good at the whole great ruler schtick they were playing up, but judging from the results, they were pretty damn good at it. If she knew it was this great, they would've tried it years ago.

As the village was now the property of the Androids, #17 nor #18 would allow anything to happen to what belonged to them.

Any bandits, marauders, or rogue ninja that passed through the village territory were killed by the androids hands… this, made the territories around the village safe.

The Androids, while amoral murderous sociopath's, still had some sense of standards. There were two major rules that they enforced, those rules being; no alcohol, and no abuse of any kind, unless the twins were the ones to dish it out... this rule on abuse extended to animals well, even hunting being a big no-no.

The Androids, still raiding smaller towns every so often, would bring back certain luxuries from the towns and small village's they destroyed. Those items being money, jewelry, art pieces, elegant foods, etc. The cyborgs even had a large fountain built into the village's square.

These luxuries were given to the villagers of Yugakure, a trait of the Androids rule that they loved.

#18 would even take the younger population with her on shopping sprees in other towns, allowing them to take whatever they'd wanted from the stores they fancied. After all, they did need to keep their turf well stocked and looking nice.

Outside of the aforementioned rules, the only rule the Androids had was that the villagers were to do whatever the twins said, and since the twins weren't actually the domineering types at heart, the villagers weren't forced to do much against their better natures.

Nobody dared challenge the twins on their authority… well, outside of one particular family, but the Androids shut that down quickly.

The villagers quickly forgot about said family.

With the quality of life for the villagers now arguably "better" than it ever has been… they couldn't argue that the Androids taking the crown was one of the better things to happen to Yugakure.

Stockholm Syndrome was a hell of a thing…

XXX

(Sunagakure)

Gaara stared up at the moon with his big brother at his side.

Kankuro smiled as he turned to his little brother, "Three years without an incident. Hm, I guess we lucked out, us being in a desert and all. Looks like Bulma Brief's was right when she said the Androids wouldn't have much interest in a village like ours.

The Kazekage blinked emotionlessly, "Yes. Unfortunately, not everyone is as blessed. I was told Getsugakure and Jomei Village were wiped out three months ago."

Gaara still had trouble expressing his emotions, but Kankuro could tell his little brother felt saddened by the misfortune of the other towns and villages attacked.

"People die, Gaara. You know this. You can't concern yourself with everyone, as cold as that sounds." Kankuro said, "Keep counting your blessings and do what you know is right, everything will be just fine."

Gaara stood, arms folded as he closed his eyes. It was as if he was accepting the misfortune that was soon to come, "The Akatsuki are coming, Kankuro. When do my blessings run out?"

XXX

"Honey's, we're home!" Naruto called out as he and Team Z landed back in Mount Myoboku.

The teen's walked up to the Capsule Home sitting quaintly in a patch of grassy land. Bulma, Tsunade, and Shizune exited the home to greet the heroes.

"Welcome back guys!" Shizune said, Tonton oinking happily, "Guess your good mood means everything was a success."

"Was it?" Tsunade asked, choosing to skip the greeting.

Sakura nodded, used to her sensei's nature, "Moryo's dead and Shion is safe."

"Yup," Ino added in, "Safe to fantasize about," she cleared her throat and made air quotes, "making heir's with Naruto."

This earned the whiskered teenager a curious glance from the three older women, his face turning bright red as he broke out in a sweat. Sakura, Ino, and Karin looked at the blonde knucklehead mischievously.

"Psh, in her dreams." Fu said as she wrapped her arms around Naruto's neck, "This one's mine."

Shinhan and Lee smiled and shook their heads.

The teen's turned to the sound of crushing leaves, Sakura and Naruto smiling when they saw Kakashi approaching.

"Congrats on your success, guys and gals." The jonin said, his lack of konoha headband allowing his thick silver hair to fall freely in front of his sharingan implanted eye. He still wore his lower face mask, but his outfit, much like the others, was different. He wore an outfit similar in style to what he wore when he was a genin under Minato Namikaze, only he kept the forearm guards on his right arm. The entire left sleeve of his shirt was torn away for his prosthetic, the arm wrapped up in cloth to protect it from outside moisture.

"Mission was a cakewalk!" Karin said as she pounded her chest.

"As expected." Lee said with a thumbs up.

"Good thing you guys handled him," Tsunade said, "Moryo's bad enough on his own, hate to imagine what woulda happened if he got ahold of one of the Androids, like he was planning."

"Won't have to worry about that now," Karin said, "he is very taken care of."

Naruto glanced to his right, seeing the mohawked behemoth socializing with the local frog life.

"Yo #16!" he called out, the Android glancing at him and giving a salute and smile, one Naruto returned.

Bulma smiled at the teens, "No point in you all standing out here all night. Let's go in."

XXX

The group sat around the living room, Fu and Karin playing two handheld game consoles they'd taken a real liking to over the years.

Naruto and Lee got up from the couch, the two young men rushing out to spar on a bet that Lee made.

Sakura read a human anatomy book at the bar next to Ino, the Yamanaka glancing to the window that peered outside as Bulma and Shizune worked around the kitchen to meal prep.

"Uh, Bulma," Ino caught the blue haired woman's attention, "just letting you know, if he's not back in the next two weeks, I'm gonna smack the hell out of him when he does get back."

"You have my permission." Bulma said with a smile, Shizune lightly laughing at the exchange.

Ino smiled, the girl looking back out the window of the Capsule Home. 'Come on Trunks, when you said you'd be gone for three years, I didn't think you meant three years exactly... or at least.' She frowned and rested her chin against her forearms, 'Please come back to me…'

XXX

Shion stood outside of her home, peering into the forests beyond.

"Lady Shion," Taruho approached his priestess, taking notice of the troubled energy she was giving off, "you're worried. What is it?"

Shion slowly blinked before answering, "Something is out there, Taruho. Something very bad."

Taruho himself now looked worried, "I take it it's not the Androids? Or the Akatsuki?"

His eyes widened as Shion shook her head, "It's not them." She closed her eyes, "It's… they, are something worse."

"They?" Taruho asked, his heartbeat hastening, "Surely they couldn't be anything worse than what we're already dealing with?"

"...But they are." Shion said, her voice serious, "These things I've seen, are worse than the Androids could ever be."

"My God…" Taruho breathed.

"These… things, are out there somewhere." she said, her voice emotionless, "One of them… is very thirsty… and the other… is very, very hungry."

XXX

A/N: And that's it for chapter 1, ladies and gentleman! The main purpose of this first chap was to give a glimpse into how things have changed over the years.

So, the rundown!

Most of the Konoha 13 (the ones still in the Village anyway) are Jonin now, unsurprisingly.

The events of the first Naruto movie went by VERY fast, as expected given the massive increase in strength Naruto and the others received.

Trunks, still hasn't come home. But, you know he's coming soon, haha!

The villagers of Yugakure have developed a healthy dose of Stockholm Syndrome.

Although the Akatsuki were only shown briefly in the chapter, them making their move on Gaara will serve the main focus of the first arc of the story.

Until next time!