Star Wars + Naruto

Crash Landing

Naruto/Anakin

Chapter 1: Crash Landing

It was a peaceful day, for Konoha.

Maybe not by civilian standards.

Shinobi, no matter their rank, entered and left the village daily. Typically through the gate, but their were some that braved the security system by taking a jaunt off the beaten path. In the case of returning chunin and jounin, often covered in bruises and cut.

Kakashi still read the Sage's literature in public. Gai and Lee yelled at the top of their lungs, incidentally scaring the civilians with their enthusiasm.

The village elders and civil council were plotting ways to undermine the Hokage, and in Danzo's case, take the hat for himself. In Roots underground bunkers, recruits were being give trauma in the guise of training.

Tsunade was, after an early mourning bout of drinking, passed out at her desk. While a worried Shizune fussed over her teacher, while trying to straighten out the scattered paperwork.

Nothing new. Or out of the ordinary.

That sense of normality, shattered by am aircraft crashing just outside the gate.

OOO

"When do we wake him up, Ibiki?" The Iryo-nin asked.

Their patient, was a blond-haired man. Covered un bruises, and cuts. Cuffed (just incase) to the gourney.

"Not here." Ibiki replied, shortly. "First, we need a full report."

"He should recover on his own, at least the recent injuries. The chart looks fine, for long-term health is good, not that you'd care. It'd a little fuzzy, so I'd expect a several concussion." With that, she put down the papers.

"Bring him to T&I. We have an integration to start."

OOO

ANBU quietly scowered the wreckage. While Nara combed through the ruined metal, and sparking wires.

"Any idea what this is?" Bear asked.

"It seems like one of Snows Air-Ships." Hawk concluded, unconfidently.

"This is not one of Snow's." One of the Nara concluded. "The design, the computers, the technology. So troublesome."

"What can you tell us?"

"That we'll need someone who knows how this works. The briefing did say they found someone."

"We found one unknown hostile, currently in medical."

Medical

In the T&I's Medical room. Which, contrary to what most people thought, it did exist. It was just only for newcomers.

He groaned, slowly awakening.

He was on a bed. Cuffed to the posts, so he couldn't sit up. He tugged against the restraints, testing their grip. Physically strong, but he had a feeling they would snap off easy.

Suffice it to say, he was went from foggy sleep to immediately on guard.

"You alright?" A woman asked, almost indifferent, as she checked his vitals.

He looked at her, suspiciously. "Who are you?"

"Iyro-nin." She said, simply, as if that was supposed to explain. "I'd ask you that, Patient-san."

"I'm..." He paused. That question was unanswered, even in his head. "That's a good question."

She shrugged. "I did stich closed your head. Confusion isn't out of the ordinary."

He startled, raising a hand to feel for himself, but held back by the links. "That serious?"

"Well, your too strong to die that way, at least." Iyronin said.

"Gee. I thought Healers were supposed to be encouraging." He said, dryly.

"Hmph." She smirked, amused. "Civilian doctors are weak, naïve, damsels in distress. With a stupid oaths. Medic-nins are vicious, cruel. And perfectly willing to chain troublesome patients to their bed, so there's not an escape attempt." She threw him a knowing look.

"I take it you've treated me before?" He asked, amused.

"Nah." Iryonin said, shaking her head. "Nobodies treated here because of good behavior. If you were an ordinary patient, you'd be in a hospital." With that, she continued her check-list. "Your pulse, and blood-pressure is fine. Checks three through six checks out. Scans are fuzzy on your chart, that's been going on for while, but that checks out your story."

"I'm not in the hospital?" He asked, trying to control his alarm.

"Technically, it counts as a clinic. Your on the list as a political prisoner, low priority. No ones looking at you as anything important, but their covering the bases. Just in-case. They may think someone may ask around. Or their just not quite ready to sign off for extreme action for a minor infraction. Your not going to face any serious interrogation unless something changes drastically." Iryo-nin explained, chattily. "Your chakra check was odd, but nothing too alarming. White's not a common color, all that means is an affinity kenkai-genkai." She gave him a look. "Nin usually aren't political prisoners."

"Prisoner?"

"Your muscles and chakra all show signs of Shinobi training, at least chunin level. Though not showing signs of balance augmentation. Odd, but as a young researcher, you might have allowed muscular dystrophy."

"Muscular dystrophy?!"

"Your training focused more on battle, than acrobatic. Common mistake, for village-bound personnel. I'd say a neglectful supervisor, someone should have noticed before you lost the ability to tree-walk. Oh well, your not OUR ninja." Rolling her eyes at the laziness of some ninja, while equally thankfully that it wasn't her job. That would have been such a pain to fix.

"Aren't you a doctor!"

"A ninja-doctor. No stupid oaths about providing the basic medical care to everyone. Nah-ah. Just the four rules, none of which touch actual medicine, just about how to care oneself in battle." She explained, dryly. It was always fun, explaining that fact to civilians. "Same with privacy rules. If I want to shout to the world your medical history, no one cares. Unless said history is classified, which yours is."

"Your kind of prickly, aren't you."

"Coils are oddly developed." She continued, ignoring him. "Unbalanced, the six and seven coil, Sahasrara and Ajna are way too developed, for the rest of your system. While second coil, Muladhara is somewhat underdeveloped, considering its stronger than normal strength. And a few feel stilted, and slow. Vishuddha and Anahata especially, though Manipura is starting to shrivel, as well. I'd say dystrophy, however, their is no evidence of four out of seven coils having ever been trained. Dystrophy or not, there should be some signs of formal training."

"Chakra? Coils?" He asked, trying to hide his confusion.

"Ah-ha. Ah-ha." Iryonin fake chuckled. "Fortunately, for me, your a prisoner, not an actual patient-patient, so I don't have to explain it to you. Your immune system is a little off. There's signs you fought off miasma infilitration, so definitely a major village."

"When can I get this off?" He asked.

"Another joke. Nah, your not getting out of those cuffs, until wherever your from makes a fuss." She brought out a stack of cards. "Now, brain functions; I'll show you a card, you tell me what you see. We start with colors."

"Red."

Another card.

"Blue."

Card.

"Pink."

"Okay." She said, simply. "Now, your literacy."

He paused. Taking a good look at the squiggly lines, and symbols, that didn't look like anything he ever seen. "Umm... I'll pass."

"No comprehension." The Iryo-nin noted. "Are you feeling dizzy or tired?"

"No." He answered, flatly. "Just confused."

"Okay. Can you name a current Kage or daimyo?"

He just looked at her, with a blank look.

"Well, that's strange." She said, disquieted.

"What?"

"Never mind that, you concentrate on getting some rest." She then walked away, into the next room. When the door closed, she turned to Ibiki, who was watching the Patient through a one-way window.

"What is your report, Blue-Iryo?"

"He's physically fine, Ibiki." She diagnosed, gladly. "The slack in training, I mentioned, yes. But I know you don't care about that."

"And advice?"

"I'd suggest moving him to the hospital, for a standard Mind-Screening, or a visit from a Seals Master. The disorientation- totally understandable, with the head injury, but his mental-checks are suspiciously erratic."

"It wouldn't be the first time we've had an infiltrator use an artificial-concussion to bypass a Yamanka." Ibiki agreed.

"Does that actually work?"

"It depends on how they do it."

"You really should have Mind-Screen, if your taking in people like this." Iryo-nin said, gesturing to Patient-san, on the other side of the glass.

"T&I actually requested installation." Ibiki agreed. "We'll organize an ANBU escort. For now, your dismissed, Blue."

OOO

"And no one knows how to acess the computer?" The jounin demanded.

"They shrugged. "It seems to be password protected."

"You can get around that."

"None of our hackers have gotten around it."

OOO

Ibiki and Shikaku Nara were standing before the Hokage's desk.

"So troublesome." Shikaku said, with a sigh. "I suggest we move the prisoner from level one, to level three. The technology alone is staggering."

"Why do you say that?" Ibiki asked. "Yes, their encryption would revolutionize Foreign Intelligence. However, its hardly different from last years Chakra-Encryption?"

"Nothing close to this level."

"I'll take your word for it."

OOO

The hospital trip was, as predicted, an affair.

Four ANBU escorted Ibiki, and the unknown patient to room.

Unfortunately, metal would interfere with the tests. So, for the first time, the prisoner had no restraints, so all the ANBU were understandably tense.

"Trace levels of gengetsu." The Iryo-nin said, looking at the monitor

"Enough for an Artificial concussion?" Ibiki asked.

"Not unless it happened two weeks ago, no." Iyro-nin said, firmly. Then, looking at the third monitor, her face dropped. "Oh, no."

"What is it?"

"Amnesia."

"Never heard of that."

"One good thing about having an Iro-nin as a Hokage." The Ironin said, messaging her temples. Once again, deeply appriating repporting to the Legendary Healer. This would have been a bugger to explain to Sarutobi.

000

"After being diganosed with Amnesia, he was transfered from T&I to Medical"

"I've never heard of Amnesia." One of the Elders noted.

"Everyone recognizes dizziness, hallucinations, nausea, memory loss, trouble with mental processes, lapse in reactions-times, are all known side-effects of concussions. That there's a scale of one to ten, from a slight problem to outright debilitating, when it comes to all injuries."

From slow reaction times, to sluggish, barely able to move or think. From a slight dizziness, to outright hallucinating a conversation.

"What people aren't informed about it, because its so rare. Is that sometimes, instead of forgetting where they are, they can forget their entire life. People. Places. Important events. All the while, keeping most of their skills are intact."
Silence.

To them, that was horrifying. Forgetting ones entire life. Possibly being picked up, and used against their friends and family. An enemy village using everything they had invented, everything they knew, secrets that shouldn't be given to the enemy. And, everyone there had a concussion at some point, driving the point home.

"Thankfully, current science keeps most of the dangers from being a possibility. Not even Orochimaru can deliberately cause Amnesia." And he had tried. But he could, like anyone, take advantage of an already existing medical issue.

"Still, that sounds... awfully convenient."

"And also like a plot of Ichi-Ichi." Someone else noted with a sigh.

"It's impossible to fake memories, or the lack of memories." Inoichi Yamaka noted. "No technique stands up to mind-jutsu. They may be able to pass it off in a minor village-"

"They can't. Most minor-villages are not medically advanced enough to recognize the problem." Tsunade stated dryly.

It was a sad, sad concept. But until those medic nins saw for themselves, weren't going to take the other medic-nins word for it. Each village would have to, as their medicine progressed, learn it for themselves. Like everything else. Truly, a sin for any serious Iryo-nin, like herself. All the medical advances, that could have been, if there was any sort of knowledge pool, forever nonexistent.

"It would be reported as resisting interrogation."

"-in any major village, it would be immediately discovered the instant their Mind-Jutsu Clan tried their technique.
"Contrary to what Jairaya-sannin's books would lead you to believe, it's also the worst ways to infiltrate any Shinobi village." Inoichi continued, accidently speaking over the Hokage, explained. "Theoretically, you could build a new life. In practice, you would be watched every second of the day, by a team of ANBU, specifically trying to catch you make a mistake. No one will ever trust you, until you regain your memories. And certainly not until you report everything, and have it confirmed by multiple sources and a Yamanka. Then renounce your home village, at the very least. You may be able to settle down with a chunin, or civilain, though."

"Just get some girl to kiss him!" An Elder exclaimed.

"The books aren't medically accurate." Tsunade explained, with a glare at the obvious Ichi-Ichi reader. "My teammate sensualized the medicinal reports."

"Maa. So troublesome." Nara Shikaku noted, as he tried to get comfortable enough to sleep. "If the machine is truly from Snow, we need the information. We can't get the information, without the person. The person doesn't remember."

Everyone looked over, at the lazy Nara.

"The person could remember, so we put the prisoner by the machine. Let him play around, hope for the best."

"That might work." Tsunade admitted. "Accessing the data should be instinctual to him."

"He could trigger a self-destruction system."

"We lose nothing. We can't get anything from Prisoner-08 anyway. The ANBU will shunshin at the sign of danger. If he blows himself up... We wouldn't get any information, anyway."

"We really need to find out his name."

"Eh. Maybe. So we don't confuse him with someone else.

OOO

Meanwhile, somewhere outside of Konoha.

A certain toad sannin giggles, as he continued his notes.

"The Slug Summons gave us this, to give to you." Katsuyu said, dropping a scroll onto the ground.

"Thanks, Katsuyu." Jairaya said, taking the letter, and reading over. "Tell Tsunade we'll be there."

Katsuyu nodded.

Jairaya left, looking around the village for a certain blond. Upon seeing the genin, added. "Pack up, Naruto. We're going back to Konoha."

Notes: Not very many Clans from the other nations are explained. But it is, logical that if Konoha has a Mind Clan, the other villages can as well. The Yamanka are not a big deal, like the Sharingan, and they would be if they were the only Clan with telepathic powers. No one is trying to kidnap genin Yamanka in order to steal their jutsu. No one is fanboying over Ino, so they can get into the Yamanka Clan. There is at least one other bug-clan, not of Konoha, eluding to other clans with similar specialties to Clans of Konoha. Konoha is known for eye bloodlines, not mind-jutsu's.

Miasma: The theory that infection was caused by something in the air. In this story, she's just referencing a time when Anakin got an infection, and took the Star Wars version of Anti-biotics. The villages don't use modern-medicine, all the time.

What would most likely happen if Konoha found an amnesic in a shuttle outside the village?

For one, there would definitely be a trip to T&I. Unless something major was going on, Ibiki would be incharge. Because they really have no idea if the ship meant to crash, or if it was a genuine accident, Anakin would be treated like a political prisoner. There would be questions, but they would not get Anko involved, or break the skin. Also, he is in the middle of a concussion, temporary memory loss is expected, just not all memories.

Why give Anakin amnesia? Well, theres alot of reasons.

1. I do not want to speculate on whether or not the Republic/Jedi utilize the Prime Directive.

2. A full introduction to the Elemental Nations colorful culture, and values.

3. A personality reset. No worrying about Padme. None of Palpatine's subtle brainwashing. Just Anakin.

4. No trying to go home. It happens when it happens.

And yes, I know this is nothing like amnesia is in real life. And that its a stereotype, and just for plot-demand. It's a love-story (sort of)! And, very needed to get rid of Padme and Jedi training. I'm not planning on it lasting forever, just until Anakin gets a hand in the culture. Enough not to freak out. Which is the first thing I expect when someone visits the Elemental Nations, in crossovers.

Why: They have alot in common, I think they would have good chemistry. Not to mention, most Naruto pairings have healthy relationships.

Chakra's: Not really important, don't expect it to come up again.

7. Sahasrara: Enlightenment. Spiritual center. Aka, Jedi meditation.

6. Ajna: Future sight, visions. Connection to the world. Aka, Cosmic Force

5. Vishuddha: Purification. Aka, when Jedi neutralize toxins from their body. Or nin, to try and heal from Bijuu chakra.

4. Anahata: Decisions outside of fate or karma. In this case, the Force.

3. Manipura: Energy production. Aka, The Force/Chakra. And sense of self. Referencing Anakin not really knowing himself well.

2. Svadhisthana: Physical desires. Attraction. Anakin's fast romance with Padme. Yet, Jedi ae supposed to overcome physical desires.

1. Muladhara: Stability.

Also, an interrogation scene, that was supposed to reveal his amnesia, but later got cut. Because I imagine with the headwound, nin would suspend disbelief until a medic report, before automatically assuming he was lying. So, this happens at some point. Because Ibiki doesn't believe in amnesia.

"I'd like to ask you some questions, Prisoner-08." Ibiki continued.

"I'll try to answer the best I can." Patient-san answered, trying to sound hopeful.

"Your name, for the record."

"I don't know."

"Listen. If you don't at least try to cooperate, you get a trip to the Yamanka." Ibiki threatened.

Still, no answer.

"He's all yours, Anko." Ibiki stated, leaving the room.

Anko grinned, maliciously happily. As she licked the blood off her knife. "Thanks, Ibiki!"

OOO

"Try me." The prisoner said, weakly but defiant, through the blood dripping down his face. Once blond hair, now a dull red.

"Your a hard nut to crack." Ibiki noted. He was almost impressed, actually. If the subject was a Konoha-nin, not an infiltrating shinobi, he would deserve commendation.

Anko just grinned, from her seat in Prisoner-08's lap. Where she was licking the blood off his neck.

"Gee." The prisoner started, with sarcasm. "Maybe I don't know anything."

Ibiki thought about it. He hadn't really considered that was the truth. It was, an unbelievable story. Incredibly suspicious.

However, this was hardly the first time a spy sought to infiltrate the village by claiming memory-loss. It was also the first time such a story held true despite multiple interrogation's with Anko.

"Get a medic in here."