Chapter 7: Building The Myths

The scene was desolate. What were once endless rows of sand had now been reduced to craters of various sizes, stretching as far as the eye can see. Speaking of what the eye could see, two men stood in the center of this vast, dry wasteland, panting heavily but smiling nonetheless.

"Do you think we overdid it-ttebayo?"

"No. There are bound to be more beings like that Ophis person out there. Pushing ourselves this far was required." Sasuke was adamant about getting back in shape. The mere thought of becoming dull and falling out of his prime disgusted him, even though he was physically incapable of doing so.

"Yeah, but, if we keep going, we may end up destroying this dimension. It's too valuable to just wipe off the map." Naruto could keep going, as he was sure Sasuke could, but their mere presence was starting to affect the landscape. Their untamed auras were lashing out wildly, smashing and upheaving whatever was near them. He didn't know how long they had been here, since the sky never changed in this place, but his internal body clock told him that the year they had set aside was just about up.

"... I suppose." As they were now, Sasuke was content with leaving. He felt like he had gotten his old skills back, so it wasn't too big a deal. Lowering his sword, he turned around and opened the portal back to Kyoto, gesturing for Naruto to follow suit.

"... I grew an extra tail..."

Naruto began his gait, then stopped immediately. "Kurama, what did you just say? Did I hear you right?"

"You heard me, jackass! I grew an extra tail!" Kurama was never the type to mince words, so Naruto immediately paid closer attention to what he was saying.

"How did that happen?" Naruto was perplexed. Did tailed beasts grow extra tails back home? What triggered it? Why did it happen now? He had so many questions and absolutely no answers. This hadn't happened even as they were growing in power back in the nations.

"I don't know. I'm thinking we should ask that vixen when we get back. I was the only one of my kind back home, but there are apparently more nine-tailed fox present here. She might have some answers. And even if she doesn't..." Naruto noticed the lewd comment Kurama left hanging, and decided not to provoke him. The last thing he needed was this pervert of a tailed beast to start fixating on her again.

Naruto was set on fire.

"I shouldn't need to constantly do this. You know I can't keep this portal open forever." Sasuke was expecting Naruto to take his time, it happened every time. This was their routine, he figured. The portal was a meager expense of chakra to be honest, but antagonizing Naruto was always amusing.

"Alright, alright, teme. We'll finish this later, Kurama." Naruto trudged forward, intent on getting to the bottom of this new mystery Kurama had presented him with.

"(Finally, I was beginning to grow bored of this mundane space)."

[I concur with the red one. Seeing but not being able to participate in a fight, especially in a dull, lifeless space such as this, is akin to torture for our kind]."

"Shut it, you two. Unless you want another smackdown." Naruto brandished his fist at the gauntlets as he picked them up off the sand in his gait. The two dragons were constantly complaining about being bored and having nothing to do, which annoyed Naruto. It was as if he was looking after two children again. Reaching Sasuke and stepping into the portal with him, he thought back to when times were simpler, and he was a father. Those days were long gone, and he doubted he'd ever love anyone as much as he loved Hinata. He wondered if there was anyone in this wide scope of existence who could ignite the flames of passion in him again, but then buried the thought as quick as it came.

-Yasaka's Palace-

It was as peaceful as ever inside the grandiose halls of the palace. The training area, however, was being cleaned up from the inferno that had engulfed it. It had been set ablaze, kicked full of dents and cracks, and seemed to be somewhat weathered. The place had been made to hold Yasaka's full power, if she ever decided she needed to train.

"To think a vampire would be able to stave off my flames." Yasaka sighed, Akasha's regeneration was just ridiculous. Burning her amounted to little more than a distraction, as her skin was tough to penetrate in the first place, and she'd always just regrow it after she dispersed the flames.

"To be perfectly honest, Yasaka-san, your attacks tax me much more than you think." Akasha spoke with her trademark "girl next door" smile, her words as sweet as honey. Yasaka always gave her a lot of trouble in years passed whenever they would spar, so much so that she was sure it was their spars that got her to the level she was at. She had the Shinso blood from Alucard, but being a Shinso is worthless if you don't have power that's already in place.

"Don't give me that overblown sympathy, Akasha. Your record in our spars is better than mine."

"It's 50-49, and that last one I won by a hair. We're about as equal as any two beings could be." Akasha respected Yasaka's power. Who won their spars often came down to who could take the most hits, and Akasha's regeneration gave her quite the edge in that category. She'd still been knocked on her ass 49 times in spite of that, though, which is why she held no notions that she was above Yasaka in any meaningful capacity. They were both beyond S-class monsters in her home realm's rankings.

Suddenly, a massive, surging power bared down on the two of them. Rather, two surging powers. Yasaka knew them both well enough to identify them, though their volume was overwhelming compared to the last time they were here. Akasha was taken aback, and slightly panicked. Why would two beings so powerful suddenly bare down on this place?

"I believe it is time I introduced you to those two gods you sought out, Akasha. Follow me." Yasaka got up from her place on the training floor grounds (they were sitting) and made her way out into the main palace halls, Akasha in tow.

The portal re-opened, with Naruto and Sasuke stepping back out onto the grounds of Yasaka's palace. Naruto took a leisurely step, and the ground immediately cracked from the pressure.

"Idiot! Restrain your power!" Sasuke admonished Naruto. If they had truly gotten back to their old levels, they'd destroy the place just by walking around if they weren't hyper-careful at all times.

"Oops, forgot about that, hehe. Sorry." Naruto consciously dropped his chakra levels to minuscule amounts, comparable to when he was last here. Taking another step forward, he noted that the ground stayed intact, verifying that this was the level he had to be at if he wanted to move around in this realm. He and Sasuke walked to the palace doors, bypassing the petrified guards who stood there in awe of their power as they stepped out of the portal. They were greeted by Yasaka opening the doors, with Akasha to her left. Naruto just stared at her for a second, not even paying attention to the newcomer.

She was wearing a white t-shirt that was soaked and see-through, which meant that her significant size was readily apparent, and a pair of red gym shorts.

"LOOK AT THOSE FUCKING JUGS!" Kurama yelled out into Naruto's mind. Naruto was already doing so, finding himself drawn in by their size, shape, and seeming softness-

He punched himself in the face.

"Asura-san!? Are you alright?!" Yasaka was alarmed, why did he suddenly just punch himself? She clasped both of her hands on his face, turning his head towards her and looking him in the eyes.

Naaruto, having recovered from his self-inflicted bruise and pile of dirty thoughts, came back to reality and saw that he was face to face with Yasaka's hands touching his cheeks. The weirdest thing about it, was that he didn't flinch or blanch at her touch. He had given up on women, he thought, but this woman soothed him to an extent for some reason.

"You're dating a god, Yasaka-san? I can't say I'm surprised, ufufu." Akasha teased her fellow woman yokai, causing her to realize her blunder and go red in the face. She let go of Naruto's face and started to twiddle her fingers while blushing.

"Reminds me of your mate when you lot were young, kid." Naruto had to agree, Yasaka was doing a great impression of Hinata when they were younger. As good an impression someone as impossibly stacked as she was could do, anyway. What did her parents feed her to get those things THAT big? Hinata was pretty damn big herself (a fact Naruto thanked the gods for every day), but Yasaka was bordering on fantasy levels of boobage.

Akasha turned away from Naruto and Yasaka and brought her attention to the raven-haired deity beside him. He looked a lot more ominous than Yasaka's boyfriend, she thought. His expression was relaxed, but one of his eyes was covered up and the lone eye that she could see was filled with some sort of emotion that she couldn't place her finger on.

Sasuke like-wise examined Akasha. Her style of dress was... strange. She was basically wearing what many back in Konoha would consider nightwear to go to bed. A lacy black top, black shorts that were connected by a single strap to to two more bands further down her thighs, and simple black heels with one strap near the ankles and two closer to her toes holding the heel together.

None of this concerned him much, though. What really struck him was her hair.

"Pink", he called out unconsciously. He had seen pink hair on only one other person in all of his long life, and it was his late wife. This women standing before him, however, could not hold a candle to her in his mind. He knew nothing about her, and doubted she was anything like Sakura if her prior playful demeanor was anything to go by.

Sakura was kind, too much so in Sasuke's opinion. Had he been in her shoes, he would've given up on the man that he used to be. However, she could also be serious and was not a weak woman in any facet he could think of. This Akasha person, how strong was she? Not just physically, but mentally?

"Are you talking about my hair, Indra-san?" Akasha had noticed Sasuke's discerning gaze, and upon him uttering her hair color, concluded that he had been sizing her up. She didn't expect him to talk about her hair, though. Was it really that strange? Sure, pink wasn't a "normal" color anywhere she knew of, but she liked to think that she was fairly beautiful. She had gotten hitched and had kids, after all.

"It's just a peculiar color I haven't seen in a long time." Brief though it may be, Akasha's hair brought back some good memories for Sasuke. Naruto snapped out of his stupor just in time to see a very slight twitch at the corners of Sasuke's mouth. Looking at Akasha and noticing her hair color, he knew why in an instant. It was a bit darker in tone than Sakura's, but it was still definitely pink.

Yasaka snapped out of her embarrassment as well, motioning for them to come in.

"You've only just come back, Asura-san, Indra-san. I can't have you standing outside all day, come in!" The two deities and Akasha followed her in, making their way to her overly large living room. Upon sitting down, Yasaka offered everyone a cup of tea. Naruto rejected, Sasuke replied with a simple "Hn", and Akasha was the only one to say yes. Yasaka was silently thankful for Akasha, since fetching tea would allow her to get out of these sweaty clothes. She wasn't quite sure why she had let Akasha talk her into wearing this "gym uniform", she could fight just fine in her yukata if push came to shove.

Getting up and making her way to the kitchen, she smiled conspicuously at the other female in the room, and left to change. First, she'd need to shower, of course. Tea was a simple task that could be done quickly afterwards. She needed to get rid of this sweat, asap.

Naruto sat there awkwardly. Akasha had started some random conversation with Sasuke, and he didn't have anyone to talk to besides Albion, Ddraig, and Kurama. He had jokingly dubbed them after one of his old akatsuki enemies, the "Paths of Pain", because they were all a pain in his ass. He felt a pull on his conscious, and answered shortly thereafter.

"What is it, furball?"

"Didn't you say you were going to ask that vixen about my tails? Don't tell me you forgot? This is the perfect opportunity!"

Truthfully, he had forgotten. He had gotten caught up in her beauty again and forgot his main objective, and to tell her what he and Sasuke had decided on before coming here. Going into sage mode and getting up, he gave Sasuke a slight fidget of his eyes to let him know where he was going. Sasuke simply looked back at him and nodded, continuing his conversation with Akasha (they sure are talkative for people that just met).

Naruto wandered the halls of the palace, using his sage mode to pinpoint Yasaka's chakra. He never could navigate the place properly without it, it was just too large and complex for him. The hokage tower was the closest thing he could think of to compare it to, and even that was really just an ascending spiral. Coming up to a door, he heard what sounded like running water. This must be one of the many kitchens she seemed to have in this place (Naruto had seen more than one on the way here). He put his hand on the door, but stopped once he had some rather... sensual moaning.

-In the shower-

"Just a quick wash-off then I'll be right out", Yasaka reminded herself. She wouldn't be in long enough for them to notice, and they didn't have any reason to follow her. Stripping out of her clothes, she stepped in and turned on the fancy shower-head, scrubbing her luscious body with her favorite soap and loofah. Her shower was pleasant, the warm water soothing her skin. The pleasure, to her surprise, soon started to intensify.

"Ara, I didn't think I was this worked up from my sparring with Akasha." She appreciated how much a shower could do for someone. As the water continued to hit her skin, and she continued to scrub her body clean, however, she soon noticed something. Showers were pleasant, yes, but they only soothed the exterior, not the interior. Her breath hitched, and she started panting. Before long, she started moaning and felt the urge to pleasure herself. Looking down, she noticed that the shower water was combined with another liquid between her legs. This sensation she was feeling... her chakra was being caressed again! That could only mean one thing.

"Asura... and he's... close!

-With Naruto-

"Open the door you pussy!" Kurama shouted in his mind.

"Are you TRYING to get me killed?" Naruto was a healthy, young (okay maybe not young) male, but he had learned of the consequences of peeping from Jiraiya. The self-proclaimed super pervert had explained to him the two times he had near-death experiences. One was because of he himself back when he couldn't control his tailed beast states, and one was because he had the balls to peek on Tsunade. Naruto, if he was blunt, was a titty-man through and through (no doubt thanks to Hinata), but he was no idiot. He didn't do sexy-jutsu anymore and he never peeped on purpose. He actually despised peepers, he hoped he would never meet someone like that here.

A brown haired high school kid in the future sneezed, suddenly terrified of his own shadow.

"You could beat her on your worst day, but whatever. At least call out her name or something."

Naruto, knowing that they were going to be leaving again soon anyway, took a leap of faith and did as Kurama asked.

"Yasaka-chan!"

"A-Asura-san!? What's wrong", she answered, mortified that he might have heard her moaning and possibly the other activity her hands were engaged in.

"Whenever you're, um, done, can we talk?" He answered back.

"S-sure! I'll be right out!" She could only hope he hadn't heard her, or she might die of embarrassment. Naruto stepped away from the door, trying to find something for his mind to drift to other than her. After a few minutes, the water stopped and the sound of clothing being put on could be heard. Yasaka shyly opened the door, stepping out in her classic yellow yukata that didn't leave much to the imagination regarding her cleavage.

"So, w-what did you want to talk about, Asura-san?" Naruto spoke back, willing himself to look her in the eyes and not at her bust.

"Well, it's about my furry little friend." Kurama scoffed. He wasn't little in any way. "You said the highest order of fox youkai here had nine tails, right?"

"Well, yes. That's how it's been for generations. Why do you ask?" Yasaka was mildly intrigued by the turn the conversation took.

"Well, the perverted slacker sealed in me kinda has ten tails now. We were hoping you could explain why that is." Yasaka did an admirable job keeping her cool, but she was very perplexed.

"I'm... not sure", she began, "I've never heard of this happening. Was this possible in your homeland?"

Naruto thought to himself. He had never heard of the bijuu growing any extra tails, but the concept and existence of a beast with ten tails to start was true. This was a different reality, though, so he just figured there'd be different rules.

"Kinda. The fuzzball here was the only nine tails there, but there was a different creature that had ten tails. A catastrophically powerful one."

Yasaka thought on this information. She couldn't make any sense of it. Growing extra tails was common when you were a young fox youkai that was still maturing, but Asura and his youkai were well over 4000 years old, far past the point of maturity for any youkai. To add on to that, fox youkai never grew ten tails no matter how old they were. She certainly never did, as much as she hates to admit how old she actually is. There was only one conclusion she could come to.

"Perhaps your youkai has become so powerful, he no longer abides by the rules of our reality, Asura-san?"

"He can do that?" Naruto questioned her.

"I can do that?" Kurama mirrored his question.

"There are only two beings I know of that have that type of power. You've met one of them already, the Infinite Dragon God, Ophis. The other is referred to as the Dragon of Dragons, Great Red. It supposedly has power related to and over dreams."

Heh, so Sasuke was right. There was another being like Ophis out there. Funnily enough, he was spoiling for a rematch with Ophis herself (itself?). It'd go different this time, to say the least.

"Oh, that's awesome-ttebayo! You hear that, Kurama? You're a reality warper!"

"Fuck yeah!"

Yasaka sweat-dropped at their interaction, chuckling demurely. Asura was a genuinely good person, and funny to boot. "Was that all you wanted to talk about Asura-san?" She had remembered that she had promised to get Akasha some tea, though Akasha's patience was legendary.

"Well, there was one other thing. Ya see, me and Indra were thinking. We're starting a new religion, but we feel like we're limiting ourselves. If we're gonna gather this 'faith' Amaterasu told us about, we need to branch out and travel to other places. Maybe take on some disciples."

Yasaka had to admit, it made sense. Traveling and performing miracles was exactly how you got humans to believe in you. Christianity was the most popular religion at the moment, and that was precisely why. Still, the thought of Asura leaving her after the last 2 years made her... sad (on that note, Akasha had stopped by everyday for the past year. She was practically freeloading).

"I understand. I will inform Amaterasu-sama." She tried to remain professional.

"Thanks, Yasaka-chan!" Naruto flashed her that big, cheesy grin that made her heart melt and she found herself wishing he'd stay for another year. He turned around and began to walk away, but she caught his arm in her bosom and stopped him.

Naruto stopped dead in his tracks. He was definitely feeling titties on his arm, which meant that Yasaka had grabbed him. Why? He didn't know, but he wasn't stiff like he thought he would be at her touch. He turned back to her, noticing her downcast eyes.

"Just... promise me one thing, Asura-san. Promise me you'll come back? A visit, even." Her voice was a bit strained, but Naruto got the intention behind her words.

"I promise, Yasaka-chan." He gave her a thumbs up and a soothing smile to put her at ease. He began to turn his head again, intending on going back to the living room. He and Sasuke were leaving first thing tomorrow.

Yasaka caught his head in her hands, turned him around and kissed him.

"..." Naruto stopped in his tracks for the second time, speechless. Yasaka giggled, aware of the bomb she just dropped on him.

"I suppose I should go get started on that tea. I've made Akasha wait long enough. Hope you liked it, Asura-san." She walked past Naruto into the hall, winking at him. Her gait had an appealing sway of her hips, and her steps seemed confident.

"..."

"Did that pea-brain of yours break, kid? Has it been that long since you got some pussy that a kiss is enough to stun you? Maybe I should've switched with you, she clearly wants the dende and I'm the only one alpha enough between the two of us to give it to her."

"..." Naruto simply walked silently down the hall, tracing his steps back to the living room. He got there, and saw the other three, Yasaka smiling very radiantly. He sat down beside Sasuke, who raised an eyebrow at his strange state.

"What's the matter, dobe? You're acting like you've seen a ghost." Akasha giggled at the cliché joke. Her and Sasuke's conversation apparently went well.

Naruto robotically turned towards Sasuke, leaning over to whisper in his ear.

"Women are great, dattebayo."

From that day onward, Naruto was cured of his gynophobia.

-Tomorrow Morning-

They had whatever they brought over the last 2 years sealed away in their scrolls. Naruto and Sasuke were out on the grounds to the palace's front doors, waving Yasaka and Akasha goodbye.

"Don't forget your promise, Asura-san!" Yasaka yelled at him while waving. She hoped he didn't go around charming other girls like he had charmed her.

"We'll spar when you come back!" Akasha yelled at Sasuke. Apparently, Sasuke had been intent on sparring with her. He wanted to 'test' her, in his own words. She had no problem with this. She wasn't even supposed to be alive, so someone taking interest in her was a welcome feeling.

Naruto and Sasuke waved back, stepping away from the palace grounds. They had a lot of work to do, and all the time in the world to do it.

"So, you and Yasaka, huh?" Sasuke ribbed. He was glad Naruto wasn't a brain-dead moron around women anymore.

"Oh shut it, I could say the same about you and that Akasha chick. If I recall, it was actually you who started that conversation yesterday."

"She's just an interesting side-project." Sasuke sounded harsh, but Naruto knew that he meant something totally different. Sakura was an "annoying, troublesome, useless girl" way back when, and he got fucking married to her. This girl could help him take that stick he's had up his ass for the last 4000 years out.

"Yeah, yeah, teme. Well, now that we're on the move, we'll do what we discussed before coming back, right?"

"Yes. We'll split up, that way we can cover more ground. Establish a base, meet back up at some point, keep moving forward." Sasuke knew what this meant. They didn't know when they were going to see each other again. The world was vast from what they had learned, with several different realms all intertwined in this one universe. This wasn't just a goodbye to the girls, it was a goodbye to each other.

"Just don't screw anything up or I'll be forced to kick your ass again, teme." Naruto smiled, holding out his fist. Sasuke was amused, and held out his own. They had always been able to communicate with their fists, whether it be in a fight or in their downtime. They fist-bumped, no more words needed.

That day, Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha went their separate ways, perpetuating the legends of the religion of "Ninshu".

-2 Years later, the underworld-

"Hmph. These so-called devils aren't all that tough." Sasuke had gone to hell, literally. He had made a deal with a devil that promised him followers if he came to lead the legions of the underworld. Sasuke knew it was a trap, they only wanted his soul so they could take his power for themselves. They didn't know how strong he truly was, however, and were all annihilated swiftly. He stood in front of a gaggle of corpses and unconscious devils, turning away to leave before he heard someone get back up.

"W-wait!" A meek, tiny voice called out. One of the kids, Sasuke noticed. He had only knocked them out in particular. They were all probably just brainwashed into following those adults who said they were from some prestigious underworld clan. The Bael clan, if he remembered correctly. Fools, the lot of them. Still, this kid was tough. He liked people with fighting spirit, this being owed to his rival.

"What is it? Don't tell me you still want to fight, kid?" Sasuke faked exasperation, sighing for maximum effect. He would test this kid, see if he could change his ideals if he was truly brainwashed like he guessed.

"I don't care about that! I only came because they said you were strong!" The kid shouted at him with all his might. "I have to prove myself, and the only way to do that is to fight strong people!"

"Prove yourself?" This kid was eerily similar to Naruto if that was true. Loud, boisterous, and always has something to prove. Sasuke increased the amount of his aura that was leaking out. He wanted to see something.

"If you can still say that after feeling my power, I'll personally acknowledge you myself."

The child sported a confused look before faltering under the immense pressure. His knees buckled, his breathing became sporadic, and his very bones started to feel heavy. Soon enough, he was forced down to the ground... but he slowly stood back up. He fought back against the pressure with every ounce of his resolve, getting back to his feet albeit groggily.

"I... I won't... give up!" He roared with all of his might, standing fully erect once more. He eyed Sasuke defiantly, intent on fighting him until he passed out.

Sasuke was impressed. This child was cut from a different cloth than the rest. Flexing his power made the cowardly devils that had brought him here kneel before him or recoil in fear. This kid had potential. Sasuke started to walk towards him, his gait calculated and plodding. The child stood his ground, waiting on the moment. If he was to die, he would die with his pride!

Sasuke got within arms distance of the boy before materializing something on his arm. He took it off, and handed it to the confused boy.

"W-what's this?" The boy had never seen an item such as this. A red gauntlet with yellow spikes and green gems on it. So peculiar.

"I acknowledge your resolve. Take this, and become stronger than anyone your age. From this day forth, you are the 1st red dragon emperor. Tell me your name." The child was apprehensive, but he told him anyway.

"S-Sairaorg, sir." The now named Sairaorg took the gauntlet, looking up to Sasuke with a look of bewilderment.

"Use the power I've given you well. Don't let it consume you, but do not subjugate it either. Cooperate with it, and you will be legendary." Sasuke said his peace before leaving through a portal he created with his rinnegan. Sairaorg stood there dumbfounded, before noticing that the other children that had been sent here with him were beginning to come to.

"He didn't kill any of us?" That shocked Sairaorg. He and the rest of the kids had survived what would later be known as the "harrowing of hell".

-7 Years Later, House Of Naberius-

"Are you another one of his cronies!?" A young woman, seemingly in her teens, yelled at Naruto. Her eyes held unbridled fury and rage, not befitting of her pretty exterior. She had a tail that forked into two separate directions, a twin-tail. Her ears, two black, fluffy cat ears, were situated on the top of her head, and her body had begun to fill out nicely with noticeable curves and a generous bust. She held the hand of what appeared to be a small child with features similar to hers.

"Who's cronies? I don't know who or what you're talking about, I'm just here because I felt someone using senjutsu." Naruto had a hunch this girl was talented, but she was using senjutsu all wrong. The bodies laying on the floor and the tidal wave of malice in the air were proof of that. He went on, concluding that something horrible must've happened to her for her to be this angry.

"I'm just here to teach you."

"TEACH ME!? You worthless scumbag, your clan took everything from me!" She growled and hissed at him, seething rage evident in every syllable and sound. Turning to the younger child, she issued out commands.

"Shirone, go hide. Big sis Kuroka has to take care of something."

"Ok, Kuroka-nee." The small child went and hid behind a nearby construct.

"Not bad. She's blocking her chakra from being sensed", Naruto thought. To be able to do that at such a young age, and for her apparent sister to be able to utilize senjutsu, these two were worth scouting.

Kuroka lowered her stance, drawing in the senjutsu power from the surrounding area. If this guy could use senjutsu too, she couldn't hold back. She rushed at him, intent to kill evident. She pressed her fingers flat together and shot her hand out, intending to strike him in his heart and sever his ki flow, effectively killing him.

Naruto had entered sage mode himself, masterfully dodging Kuroka's strike. Frustrated, she turned around and swung her foot at his head, which he caught with no effort and threw her away. She backflipped and landed on her feet.

"Wow, I guess the saying is true. Cats do always land on their feet, dattebayo!" Naruto smiled at his own stupid joke, making her even more furious. He was an arrogant bastard, and what the hell was up with that cringy verbal tic!?

"I guess I have to kick it up a notch." Kuroka stood still, focusing her chakra . Suddenly, nine more Kurokas popped into existence, all primed and ready to attack him.

Naruto whistled. Clones? This kid had it all. He was the only person among the people he knew of that made extensive use of clones. He could make some himself, but he didn't need to. He'd see what this kid had with just one of himself. He folded his arms together, happiness on his face.

"Alright, ya can attack at any time ya want, little kitty!"

"This guy seriously pisses me off", she thought. The real Kuroka signaled her clones to attack, and they all leapt into action. They all danced around Naruto, throwing strikes towards all of his vital areas. Punches, kicks, palm strikes, chops, he dodged them all effortlessly. Kuroka and her clones retreated after about 10 minutes of this deadly dance, all of them dispersing and the real Kuroka panting heavily.

"This is bad. Using senjutsu to this extent still tires me out, and he hasn't even attacked me back yet. I have to end this with the next move." Kuroka, at the end of her rope, made a decision. If this man proved too strong for her, she'd get Shirone out of here at the very least.

"I've only got one move left to try." Summoning an ethereal-looking set of wheels that started to turn behind her, Kuroka imbued them with senjutsu, setting them on fire. The flames were black and wild, lashing out where she pleased. Pointing towards Naruto, she directed them towards him.

"You're in for it now. My Kasha technique can't be dodged, and it can't be beaten by one with evil in your heart such as you!" Yes, this technique's flames burned the target so long as the evil in their heart remained. It not only incinerates, it purifies.

Naruto uncrossed his arms, amazed at the technique.

"This kid's natural talent is crazy." Suppressing a smile, he jumped to avoid the flaming wheels that targeted him. His danger sense in sage mode went off again, however. The wheels had changed their trajectory and were coming for him in mid-air. They hit the mark, only to be obscured in a puff of smoke and revealed to have hit a log.

The real Naruto appeared about three meters away. The wheels changed their trajectory again, coming straight towards him. He blew a raspberry, these things wouldn't stop coming. He folded his arms again and just decided to take the hit. The wheels collided with his body and set him on fire, the black flames consuming his figure.

Kuroka fell to one knee, panting.

"Finally, I won." She turned towards Shirone, who ran towards her, intent on getting the hell out of here. She couldn't fight any more of that bastard's henchmen, this last guy was too strong and took all of her energy. Her victory was short-lived, however.

"Ahh, this takes me back." Naruto walked forward, the flames dying down as the last of Kuroka's strength left her. Kuroka was shocked. Senjutsu affected even the most powerful of evil beings, even her former master fell to it. Unless...

"It's been 7 years since someone did that to me. Felt nostalgic, ya know?" Naruto walked up to her and a petrified Shirone. "Now, I've got just one thing I want."

"... Do what you will, but leave Shirone out of it!" She couldn't beat this guy, she knew it from the moment he had been unharmed by her strongest attack. Those flames were supposed to burn away every evil, so this guy was either not evil, or too powerful for her to do anything about it anyway. She didn't know what he wanted, be it her body, her servitude, or her skills, but she did know that she wanted a better life for her dear little sister.

"I already told you, didn't I? I want to teach you. Teach you how to use senjutsu." He stretched his hand forward, and she flinched, covering her sister out of instinct. When he touched her, however, she felt the most soothing feeling she had ever felt. The tenseness and pain in her body melted away, replaced with the feeling of someone massaging her lowered chakra supply and refilling it. She turned towards him and tried to level a glare at him, but the feeling in her body made her unable to do so. Was he seducing her? He retracted his hand, and gave her a choice.

"Now, I would never force someone to follow me. It's your choice. If you want me to teach you, I will gladly do so. If you don't, we can part ways and you'll never hear it from me again. What's your decision?"

Kuroka went over this strange meeting in her head. She realized that this unknown guy had never attacked her, not even once in all of their confrontations. He had just either dodged or tanked her attacks and let her tire herself out. If he had wanted to, he could've killed her just now. She looked at her little sister, then back to Naruto.

"It couldn't hurt, I suppose."

"Great!" Naruto gained a new protege on that day.

-10 Years Later, Unknown Place-

"Fight me!"

"... No." Sasuke turned around and left through his portal. He was immortal, but he didn't have time for silver-haired, high-born battle maniacs. What type of name was "Vali" anyway?

-10 Years Later, Kuoh Town-

"So you're a fucking pervert?"

"Y-yes sir! I love breasts! And the women that are attached to them!"

"... Guess I'll just have to beat it out of you. Kurama! Protocol #69!"

"Protocol number 69? That sounds awesome!"

"It's not, you filthy maggot." Kurama had changed with Naruto

"Um, m-my names Issei, sir."

"Your names whatever the fuck I want it to be from now on, mop-head! Now, assume the position!