True Jinchuriki
To shatter Fate
Disclaimer: Naruto isn't mine, nor is anything I use for a crossover. However, that won't stop me from writing fan fiction. D'ettebayo
Well my other fic has been met with 15 reviews…that is pitiful compared to the 27 I received when I first published the first two chapters of this one. I guess I'll publish the second chapter anyways and see how it does, if I don't get at least 27 reviews total after the second chapter, I will discontinue it.
Now, I'm having some different thoughts about my pairings, I can't decide how I should organize some of them, I have no pairing for Zabuza, this is ok however I really want to make a pairing for Haku. As for others, I have pairings for Naruto (two of them), for lee (not sure how to do this one though) and for Gaara (yes, I have a pairing in mind for Gaara).
I have been considering others.
Now, please note that I have been considering different methods of doing line breaks, don't be surprised to find a different type used from time to time.
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"Hey Ero-sennin, I would like to speak with you regarding our arrangements for training." Came a sickly, sweet voice.
The old pervert began to sweat, there were several facts he knew.
Fact one: a few seconds ago there had been a violent surge of charka from the area where he had left Naruto.
Fact two: all of the beautiful ladies had suddenly run away, and he wasn't the reason.
Fact three: something was blocking off all of the burning hot sunlight.
Fact four: Naruto sounded pissed, very pissed.
Fact five: Jiraiya was the reason.
"Oh, crud," he turned around slowly, "oh, sweet mother of all things perverted." He found himself starring at the tip of a naginata, a naginata that was the size of one of konoha's famous giant trees. To make matters worse, on the other side of the aforementioned naginata were two pairs of eyes, one of them gold, and one of them shining, hateful crimson.
"I take offence to being pushed down a cliff; if you wanted a bigger dragon…you could have just asked."
One thought kept running through the old man's head, "I am so screwed."
-thirty five and a half minutes later-
A large number of Anbu, jounin, the Hokage and several foreign jounin arrived on scene just in time to see one of the legendary three ninja, force-fed his own notebook.
Crimson claws slashed wildly and what appeared to be an animal head made of red charka burst from the blond boy's mouth and attempted to bite the older man.
Activating his defensive cocoon of hair, he managed to defend against being bitten in half. However the massive jaws clenched on the cocoon, and lifting it in to the air began to wave it around before launching it at a cliff.
As the cocoon receded and revealed the badly shaken and dizzy old man, his opponent had already launched his second wave of attacks, a deadly rain of shuriken.
His attack struck only a stump but the old man was still stunned slightly from the recent attacks, before he could try to subdue his enraged student, he felt hot breath on his back.
The Hokage looked on in amazement as the grand; dragon lowered its head so quietly behind his former student.
"hello little pervert…I feel that I must explain my actions, I don't like being summoned in a ravine, nor do I like my sumoners to be thrown into holes, ravines, or pits. You would do well to remember that."
The battle didn't last long, together the two leviathans of power quickly beet the old man into the ground, and broke at least four ribs.
"Oops, I think he's dead…we may have gotten carried away a bit, Ryuujin-sama. I hadn't planned on killing him."
"He is still alive...but we may have gotten carried away a little bit. He can still be saved, if you still have enough charka." He looked down at the young summoner, "you should summon my nephew, Shiryuu.
Naruto looked up at the dragon king, "alright, I guess. Why though?"
"He has certain abilities, I will explain latter."
"Right, KUCHIYOSE: SHIRYUU!"
there was a blast of smoke like always when something was summoned, however instead of slowly desipitating, the smoke was blown outwards and away from the summon instantly. The dragon that hung in midair in the center of the smoke, was pitch black with a white mane, beard and claws, white markings on it's face seemed to highlight his bones and he wore a shredded black cloak that flowed behind him. He carried a scythe of strange bonelike material that shone with an odd, ominous light.
Without saying a word the dragon flew towards the prone form of Jiraiya, he inhaled deeply and exhaled an odd luminous cloud, as the old man coughed and began to breathe almost normally, Shiryuu turned to Naruto.
"this one will live…it is not yet time for him to die…I must rest now" the dragon's voice sounded quite young however it had a strange dead quality to it, a dull rasping sound that seemed to come from beyond the grave. His voice was filled with weariness that was reminiscent of an old veteran warrior who had seen too much death.
Naruto nodded,
"It was good to see you again uncle…I shall now take my leave…" he spoke to Ryuujin.
The larger dragon nodded his head with a trace of sadness of his eyes.
After he left the dragon king spoke, "Shiryuu is cursed in a way, while most dragons command fire, he had control over the bonds that tie the soul to the body, his breath can strengthen this connection, and in doing so, stave off death. That scythe he carries is the exact opposite; it can sever the connection all together if it is weak, he was once summoned often during the war against a mad summoner who attempted to force the dead to return under his command."
"So, he's an exorcist?" Naruto asked curiously.
"Essentially, however the scythe is in fact is a very deadly weapon, every time it slashes a person, it weakens the ties between body and soul, bringing death closer, a devastating power: it doesn't harm the body but reduces one's strength. It is however also a curse, his power makes him always conscious of death's approach to all those around him. It is a terrible burden to always be surrounded by death."
"I see," he turned to the aged hokage, "I think Jiraiya-sensei needs a doctor, I suspect some of his ribs might be fractured."
As he walked away, Sarutobi looked at his fallen student and observed his slightly collapsed looking chest and his shallow, wet breathing. No, he didn't need a doctor, he needed an emergency room.
"Hmm, it seems Kakashi-kun was not mistaken in his assessment," the old man thought aloud.
"What do you mean hokage-sama?" one of his aids asked curiously.
"He has trouble comprehending the severity of injuries on other people, because of his greatly increased healing rate and immune-system. It would explain why almost all his strikes are so brutal. He doesn't understand the idea that a person could bleed to death, or be crippled from a broken limb, because he judges injuries as if they were on him."
"So you are saying he isn't overly cruel, he just doesn't comprehend how much damage he is actually doing?"
"It would appear so…"
"…that is disturbing to think about."
All through this exchange Konohamaru watched from a short distance away.
-Some time latter-
A man was walking through the streets of konoha, his katana sheathed and resting on his shoulder. Kikuchiyo had just arrived in the village after receiving a letter from an old friend to see the chunin exams.
He had abandoned his oversized blade for a properly sized katana, during a vicious battle some weeks ago, after his sword had been broken in battle. He had thought himself mortally wounded and chosen to die as a warrior and fearlessly attacked and killed the enemy leader before collapsing from blood loss. Imagine his surprise when he woke up two days latter, wrapped in bandages with a young woman with black hair and a pig looking down at him, while his friends and comrades sat nearby drinking sake with a large-chested blond.
For his courage in the face of death his fellows had officially welcomed him as a true samurai and even made a toast to him. Remembering the battle of course brought his mind back to someone he saw as an inspiration. Months ago he had met the young ninja in a small town and even observed as he used a combination of intimidation tactics and traps to eliminate an entire camp of bandits.
"Hey! Kikuchiyo, long time no see!" well speak of the devil!
"Naruto, it's been a while. I must say that I was surprised when I heard that you were participating in the chunin exams, I though that with your skill you would be at least chunin already!"
"Ha, everyone has to start somewhere. You started as a loud, obnoxious farm-boy; and now look at you, now you are a loud obnoxious samurai!" he answered with a foxy grin.
The two began their trek back to the restaurant where the samurai had planned to meet for lunch.
All this was observed by a pair of dark ringed eyes.
-The day before the exam-
Hinata was walking towards one of Konoha's training grounds. For days now ever since she was released from the hospital she would come and watch Naruto train. And it was starting to scare her. Neji didn't stand a chance; yesterday she had seen him dodging kunai while walking on his hands, on water. Latter she saw him deflecting thousands of senbon needles from every direction without leaving a small circle.
Earlier she saw him fighting a man with a large sword while blindfolded.
Today…today he was doing some kind of meditation while his feminine friend, (Haku) was throwing needles at him periodically. Surprisingly most of the needles would bounce off of his skin as though it was made of steel; those that didn't were quickly removed and tossed into a small pile.
As he finished, Naruto stood and walked over to the pile, "I think I'm getting better at this."
"I am quite impressed Naruto-sama. This technique may be just the thing to block the juuken entirely."
"Hai, it took me almost two weeks to come up with it but if it works it will be worth it, I can block almost anything with it, depending on how much charka I use…theoretically."
"You're getting close. This technique has the potential to make you as famous as your father."
Hinata grew curious at this: who was Naruto's father and why didn't anyone know who he was if he was famous?"
"Hinata, are you going to stand there all day?" when had Naruto gotten behind her?
"G-gomen ne, Naruto-kun I didn't mean to bother you." Her voice was so quiet that it took Naruto's superior hearing to catch it.
"Don't worry about it, my battle is dedicated to avenging his behavior towards you, so it seems suitable that you be allowed to see my preparations. I will not allow his actions to go unpunished, that is my oath." There was complete conviction in his voice, "I will not be prevented from punishing his crimes."
She was shocked, to hear this strange speech coming from the object of her affections. All those years she knew there was more to him than met the eye but not this. He was far stronger smarter and more impressive than she had ever imagined. 'He is strong enough to beat Neji, and if he does…he will kill him.' She thought with some shock.
Naruto calmly took out a whetstone and proceeded to sharpen his Kodachi quietly.
"Ano…N-Naruto-kun, are you planning to kill Neji-niisan?" she asked timidly.
"Yes, anyone who would treat their own flesh and blood in such a way doesn't deserve to live."
"Please," Hinata's voice was surprisingly loud, "please don't. He really doesn't deserve to be killed for something like that."
A short distance away Naruto paused, "even after what he did to you…you would defend him?" he looked at her thoughtfully, "sure, if that is what you want, I won't kill him. Though I must say I'm impressed, there are few people in this world who are as forgiving as you." With these words he rose and left, leaving a very red-faced Hinata.
-Exam day-
Everyone had gathered from all around the village, everyone expected to see the last Uchiha victorious and to see the 'kyuubi brat' completely humiliated.
(A/N: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!)
Surprisingly neither Naruto nor Sasuke were present.
As the proctor called for everyone to go to the competitors booth, it became clear that Naruto was absent.
"He won't come, proctor. He has seen that he cannot win and so he has chosen to avoid facing me."
Just as Neji finished his speech there was a violent burst of smoke that quickly blew aside revealing Naruto.
"Sorry for making you wait proctor, I seem to have misplaced my exploding notes and had to go get more." Even as he finished saying this there was a violent explosion in the distance that was accompanied by twin cries of "NARUTOOOO??"
He chuckled quietly, "well I do hope I'm not too late, I wouldn't miss this battle for anything…well, I guess maybe for a chance to fight Gaara."
In the stands everyone from Suna nearly choked as they heard the comment.
"Very well, begin." The proctor immediately vanished in a swirl of leaves.
As the battle started, Neji began to speak, "you should not have come: your fate is to lose to me today. You should have surrendered and spared yourself the pain and humiliate…"
He never got a chance to finish as he received a devastating punch to the gut.
"It was my fate to die at the hands of an angry mob years ago." With these words he launched a knee into his enemy's face.
Neji recovered and activated his Byakugan, settling into his stance.
"Watch carefully Hinabi, Neji is the greatest genius of our clan, he has inherited the Byakugan stronger than any other." In the stands the Hyuuga clan watched the battle with interest.
Neji once more attempted to start a speech only to have to doge a powerful kick. He could have kept talking if he hadn't been attacked from below by another Naruto.
All of a sudden he was surrounded by more clones who all charged. There was a humming noise as all of the clones exploded filling the area with smoke.
As the smoke cleared, Naruto tossed a single kunai at him. He prepared to doge only for the kunai to transform into at least fifty. Twice in a row he was forced to use kaiten.
In the stands Hiashi Hyuuga let his eyes widen in shock.
Neji charged with a palm strike, only for Naruto to straighten his body and put his arms out like a T and spin with violent speed.
His body was surrounded with a perfect ring of blades made from crimson charka, the blades spun violently slicing through earth and stone while letting out a screech like nails on stone.
"AKATAIFUU!" Neji replaced himself with a log and watched in horror as it was turned into sawdust.
Naruto caught one of the tiny wood pieces and began to pick his teeth, "really, Neji I expected more. They call you a genius, yet all of your attacks are the same, no variation whatsoever."
Neji scowled and moved forward quickly, throwing a kunai at his opponent. Naruto however caught it and threw it back.
Neji dodged it without slowing and getting in close, he fell into a strange stance. "You are in range of divination"
In the stands Hiashi stared slack jawed, not only had Neji learned two of the main houses secret techniques without proper training but his opponent had a technique that was so similar to the kaiten without even being a Hyuuga.
"Two strikes, four strikes, eight strike, sixteen strikes, thirty-two strikes, sixty-four strikes,"
Naruto fell back stumbling and looked at Neji with a surprised look on his face, "a fast attack."
"I have closed all o your tenketsu, you…" his eyes widened in shock once more.
Naruto grinned brightly like he always did when he was in the academy, however instead of making one think of how goofy he looked the expression made one oddly aware of how many teeth he actually had. It made him look like a predator who had found some juicy prey. "You see don't you, yes I knew that you would eventually. Your attack truly is devastating, it could have caused me much discomfort, if it had hit."
In the stands people grew confused, the attack had hit every time.
"This is the technique I have developed, Ryuukawa no yoroi (dragonhide armor) this name is somewhat diseptive I suppose. You see, for this technique I trained my body especially for the purpose of saturating all of my body with charka, by doing this I can make my skin into a nearly impenetrable armor to deflect almost any attack, since my skin is so thickly saturated with charka it blocks charka based attacks even better than regular taijutsu, furthermore this technique also saturated my bodies other tissues with charka and in doing so improves my reflexes, speed, and strength while also enhancing my already superior regenerative abilities."
By now he was holding back an evil laugh at seeing the gears turning inside his opponent's head.
"It is true that one cannot train their interior organs to defend against the Juuken however, my technique is based around blocking all charka based attacks, whether they are ninjutsu or juuken."
"Theoretically this technique is incredible; however the requirements in charka to maintain it make it completely impractical. You are a fool for keeping it active for so long, you are merely wasting charka. At this rate you will collapse from exhaustion without me even having to attack you."
"Normally this would be true, I suppose however I haven't activated the technique," he smirked at the confused look on his enemy's face, "this technique is permanently active. The only thing that changed is the amount of charka I'm focusing into it; my body naturally has a massive charka supply, roughly double Kakashi-sensei unless I'm mistaken."
"Impossible, even with such an advantage you shouldn't be able to keep it active indefinitely."
Naruto smirked evilly, "I know, maybe if you beet me I will tell you how I do it."
The tension was growing thicker, and in the competitor's box Gaara was practically drooling wit excitement. It didn't help that he kept muttering "mother shall have your blood," repeatedly under his breath.
"Yo"
"You're late…though earlier than I expected." Naruto said loudly turning to look at his sensei that had appeared standing on the wall surrounding the arena.
As the entire crowd starred at him the one-eyed ninja looked down at Naruto, "Naruto do know why I thirty-five exploding notes around my tent at the training area I was using?"
"I was concerned that your lateness would bet Sasuke disqualified so I set you up I little incentive to get up. Where is Sasuke anyways?"
"He isn't quite as good at dodging your traps as I am; he went home to get changed since your explosives incinerated most of his clothes." A large number of girls in the audience got red as they imagined Sasuke running home naked.
"Oh, well I need to get back to my fight." He said as he used Kawarimi o evade Neji's Hakke Rokujuuyon Sho.
"You are a fool, everything is predetermined by fate! Everyone is born with a certain fate and that cannot be changed!" Neji yelled.
Suddenly Neji began to tell a story about his childhood and how his father was killed to save the current clan head's life.
"Thank you for the story, however I really don't care. If you want to be angry that your father died to protect his brother then be my guest. However I personally think that that kind of loyalty is inspiring, your father died to protect a man's life and because of this you apparently felt the need to kill your cousin because of this. Well I suppose that's your choice however I made you a promise back during the preliminaries. Do you remember what I said?"
Even as Naruto finished is statement he ran through a series of hand-signs.
-Line break-
A thick fog quickly filled the area though not tick enough to block anything from sight.
"This is pathetic; your mist doesn't hide anything."
"Or does it hid just enough" came a feminine voice.
Suddenly the entire misty area was filled with nude female forms, they all moved around in the surprisingly hot fog, like at a hot spring.
Neji focused hard, he could not let such techniques affect him.
Then they threw themselves on him.
'Must concentrate, I cannot allow such tactics to work on me.'
Meanwhile in the crowds there were mixed reactions, lust, rage, jealousy but mostly confusion.
"What is Naruto thinking, this is a battle, he can't use the orioke no jutsu for battle!"
"Why?" Iruka turned to see the legendary demon of the bloody mists.
"It's a prank technique, not an attack!"
"Oh, really? In a shinobi battle even the slightest distraction can cause death, and you must admit…that technique is highly distracting."
A surprising number of people heard him and news spread throughout the arena quite quickly.
-In the kage booth-
"An interesting technique wouldn't you agree Hokage-sama."
"Hai, Kazekage-sama Naruto always was a surprising individual but this is definitely not what I expected."
Suddenly there was a cry and Neji jumped out of the fog for just a moment followed closely by a naked woman with a kunai in her hand, just as fast as she appeared she vanished in a puff of smoke. Then all hell broke loose.
Naruto's voice could be heard from all directions at the same time, "Orioke hijutsu: Onsen ansatsu no jutsu!" (sexy secret technique: hot-spring assassination technique)
With a cry of "kaiten" the fog was thrown aside and the clones exploded into smoke.
Neji was left standing alone in the arena; he was covered in multiple cuts and scratches and was breathing heavily.
Naruto slowly rose out of the ground to Neji's right. "Congratulations, you are the first person I have tried this technique on, however now it is time to finish this battle."
Naruto disappeared and reappeared in front of Neji, a single uppercut sent his opponent into the air, Naruto appeared directly bellow Neji and did several hand signs. Slamming his hands into Neji he launched him higher while propelling himself headfirst at the ground.
As he landed on his feet Naruto didn't even turn to look in Neji's direction, he simple drew a scroll from his pocket and summoned an umbrella, "Kitsueki no Ame." (Rain of blood)
Far above him, Neji began to spin violently, blades of wind cutting into his skin while spinning him like a top. Blood began to fly from the cuts as he was spun faster and faster before going into a violent corkscrew into the ground.
As Neji fell to the ground with a loud thump, Naruto dismissed his umbrella and walked over to Neji.
"You know, I don't like to go back on my word. I swore that I would kill you for your crimes during the preliminary matches, however the situation has changed. Your cousin came to me some days ago, the very same one you tried to kill, and made an odd request…she asked me to spare your life, and so I shall." With that he began to walk away, "don't forget, Hyuuga Neji…you owe her your life."
Breaking from his shock first the proctor made his announcement, "WINNER UZUMAKI NARUTO!"
Cheers came from all around, anyone who was not from the village and maybe half of those who were began to cheer for the great strength that this boy showed.
Suddenly all grew silent as the hokage stood and walked to the edge of the balcony and made a gesture to one of his aids.
"My successor, the Youndaime hokage is seen in this village as a hero…however there is something about him that is not common knowledge. Before he sacrifices himself to defeat the Kyuubi no Kitsune he asked me one final favor." The old man paused to make sure that everyone was paying attention. "he told me a sertaim bit of information and asked that when the time was deemed right, that I should tell it to the public." He paused for effect, "THE YOUNDAIME'S LEGACY LIVES ON!" along with his loud proclamation the words on the electronic display changed.
WINNER, NAMIKAZE NARUTO!
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Well, this took me a long time; I guess it turned out longer than I had planned, wow over 4000 words, which is a lot for me.
I would like to inform you that I have also almost completed the second chapter of my other fanfic and it will be posted shortly.
I hope that you enjoyed this page; also the next page will include the battle between Naruto and Gaara,
This would have been up sooner but I had so many ideas for how to royally kick Neji's ass that I couldn't focus on just one.
It's the opposite of a writer's block; it's a writer's tsunami!