Naruto X Katekyou Hitman Reborn
Two Destiny
By: lovelyhellion777
Disclaimer:
I don't own Naruto or Katekyou Hitman Reborn. I am merely a fan with an over-active imagination, who had no choice but to write this story or die of an imagination overload.
I apologize for taking so long to update. I have been so busy lately with so many other research papers and essays to write. Please remember to review, hearing from all of you will help me write and update faster and better, so don't forget.
Answers to my reviewers' questions:
To Meteorthunder3, about your question as to whether Tsuna will be able to use chakra or not will depend on what he wants. So you'll have to wait until I get Naruto and Reborn to ask whether Tsuna wants to learn to use chakra or not first.
To kuro-hebi13, both Naruto and Tsuna are the same age. I just wanted to start their stories at different parts of their lives, but they are the same age so don't get confused if you see them going to school together and have the same homeroom.
Thank you to all my reviewers. If you have any questions or are confused with something, just ask it and I will answer it in the next chapter. So remember to read and review!
Chapter 3: Observation
Tsuna sat in his desk smiling blissfully to himself as he remembered about this morning's peacefulness. That morning, for some reason Reborn wasn't present, so his mother had woken him up instead of Reborn's violent kick or Lambo's pink grenades. He got to eat his breakfast without Lambo's loud tantrums or Reborn stealing food from his plate. He even made it to school 20 minutes early. Tsuna's blissful thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of thundering feet and a loud shout.
"Juu-daime," Gokudera came screaming into the classroom before rushing to Tsuna's desk. "Gomenee, Juu-daime." Gokudera begged. "Please forgive me for not walking you home yesterday!"
Tsuna stared blankly at Gokudera before slowly nodding his head. Gokudera finally relaxed a little. "Thank you, Juu-daime, for forgiving me. Did you reach home safely last night, Juu-daime?"
At the mention of last night, Tsuna froze in his seat and turned a deathly shade of white. With a pale face he recalled last night's events.
FLASHBACK TO LAST NIGHT
After attacking Hibari, Dying Will Tsuna had swiftly jumped out of the second story building with Naruto in tow and deserted the school grounds. They had been running for a few minutes now before Naruto finally spoke up. "Ano…you can let me go now," Naruto said looking at the half-naked boy who was still carrying him under his arms. Tsuna turned crimson and quickly released Naruto, the Dying Will bullet's effect now gone. Naruto smiled brightly at him. "Thank you for saving me Boxer Boy."
Tsuna's face turned another shade redder. "My name is not Boxer Boy, it's Sawada Tsunayoshi."
Naruto's smile merely widened and brightened. "I know, but Boxer Boy suits you better since every time I see you you're always running around in your boxers."
Unable to come up with a good comeback, Tsuna turned away and stalked off in the direction of his home. It took him a while to realize that he was being followed. He suddenly turned around and glared furiously at Naruto. "Stop following me."
Naruto grinned raising his 2 arms up in surrender. "I'm not following you, Boxer Boy. That's my house right there," Naruto pointed to a place over Tsuna's shoulder. Tsuna couldn't help but gape like a fish out of water as he stared in awe at the huge wooden gates in front of him.
"This is your home?" Tsuna pointed incredulously at the wooden gates, his head swiveling back and forth between the gates and Naruto. Naruto nodded his head in confirmation.
"Well, have a good night," Naruto cheerfully dismissed him before unlocking the gates and closing it in Tsuna's face.
Tsuna continued to stare unblinkingly at the gate for a minute or so before he finally turned and continued towards his house. Just as he was about to walk pass the wrought iron gates to his house, he stopped and turned around. He quickly retraced his steps and found himself in front of Naruto's house again. This time, paying closer attention to his surroundings, Tsuna made his way to the gates of his house. He did this a couple times before everything finally clicked together…they were neighbors.
In a slight panic, Tsuna rushed into his house and confronted his mother in the kitchen where she was just setting the table. Bianchi was already in the kitchen as well helping Tsuna's mother set the table while Reborn was already sitting in his chair waiting to be served. Tsuna ignored them and turned to his mother. "Okaa-san, since when did we have a house like that next door?" Tsuna pointed in the direction of Naruto's house.
Nana turned from the dining table and looked thoughtfully at an unclothed Tsuna. "Oh Tsuna-dear, go put on some clothes or else you'll catch a cold. And about that house, it has always been there. You probably never noticed it because no one lived in it until early this summer."
Reborn's brow twitched. So Whiskers has been here since summer break, and yet I never felt his presence. *evil chuckle* He is definitely the next candidate for dame-Tsuna's family. Reborn chuckled ominously before interrupting their discussion. "So, kaa-san, do you know anything about our new neighbor?"
"Hmm…" Nana thought with a slight frown marring her smooth brows. "Let's see, if I remember correctly, he came over just a few days after Tsuna and the rest of you went to the beach for summer break. He was such a polite child you know? He didn't really talk much about himself though, so I don't really know much about him. In fact, I didn't even know that he was going to attend Tsuna's school."
"I see, thank you, kaa-san." Reborn said as he thought about this mysterious Whiskers. Whiskers gets more and more mysterious every time I learn something about him.
"No problem, Reborn-san." She smiled at Reborn before she turned around and looked at Tsuna's dumbfounded face. "Now Tsuna-dear, be nice friends with Naruto-kun, okay? He is such a dear boy. Why don't you bring him over for dinner sometime?"
Tsuna could do nothing but look back at his mother and nod his head. Nana released a huge smile before telling him, once again, to go and get come clothes on for dinner since it was about done. Like a zombie, he trudged up the stairs and into his room. Finally alone, he released a long silent cry of pain. "Why me?" Once he regained his composure, he quickly changed and went downstairs before Lambo and Reborn could steal his dinner.
It was long after dinner and Tsuna was getting ready for bed when he remembered his conversation with his mother from earlier. 'Maybe I'll try and be nicer to him tomorrow. Although I don't know if we could be friends.' He was just about to nod off with this thought when he was unceremoniously kicked by Reborn.
"What is it Reborn?" Tsuna asked tearfully rubbing his swelling head. He sat up and stared at the baby.
"That boy you saved today, Uzumaki Naruto." Reborn sat on Tsuna's pillow.
"What about him?" Tsuna questioned tiredly.
"I will be observing him for the next two weeks to see if he is fit to be your new family member." Reborn stated rationally.
It took Tsuna a full minute to process this information, ten seconds to scream "NO!" and half a millisecond to be knocked out cold. "Hmm…seems like he still needs a lot more to work on." In a flash, Reborn was in his hammock in his sleeping gown and fast asleep.
END OF FLASHBACK
By this time, Tsuna's happy smile was gone and he anxiously glanced around him looking for the head of blond hair.
"Good morning, Boxer Boy," came a loud and cheerful shout from behind him. Tsuna jerked up from his seat, knocking it over in his surprise.
"U-U-Uzumaki-kun," Tsuna squeaked glancing at the energetic blond now standing in front of him.
"Uzumaki," Gokudera glowered from next to Tsuna.
Naruto just smiled cheerfully back at the two and continued, "You can call me Naruto, we're friends right? Especially since you saved me yesterday, nee, Boxer Boy?"
Tsuna hesitantly nodded his head and mumbled, "Hai, Naruto…kun?"
"Who in the world do you think you're addressing, Uzumaki? This here is Juu-daime. Address him correctly or I'll kick your ass." Gokudera threatened. Before he could continue with further threats to physically harm Naruto, Yamamoto bounced into the classroom and swung a long lanky arm around Gokudera's shoulder.
"Hey guys, what you doing?" Yamamoto greeted the three of them. Gokudera violently shoved Yamamoto's arm away from his shoulders ignoring him.
"Juu-daime, what does he mean by you saving him last night?" Gokudera asked, remembering the first part of what Naruto had said.
"It was nothing, Gokudera-kun." Tsuna said not wanting to talk or even remember about last night's events. Well too bad, he had no such luck because loud-mouth Naruto was there so he obviously spilled the beans.
"Last night was definitely not 'nothing', Boxer Boy." Naruto exclaimed before motioning for Gokudera and Yamamoto to gather closer. "Last night Boxer here saved me from getting bitten to death by a scary looking boy carrying two tonfas."
Gokudera turned towards Tsuna all starry-eyed and smiling. "Juu-daime, you really are deserving of the title of the next Vongola leader. I am so happy to be the right-hand man of the next Vongola leader."
Yamamoto laughed and turned to a red faced Tsuna, "I knew you had it in you, Tsuna. I guess Hibari is no match for you, nee?" Tsuna's red face turned pale.
Naruto stood back and laughed as he saw Tsuna's face quickly change colors from white to red and back to white again. He found it fun to poke fun of Tsuna and he found it entertaining to irritate and aggravate Gokudera. As for Yamamoto…he still needs to think about it.
Before the group could continue any further into their conversation, Iruka-sensei walked in and ordered them to their seats. Everyone reluctantly retreated to their seats each with a different thought in mind of their day.
Tsuna looked at the retreating backs and wiped his brow with a sigh of relief. 'Thank you, Iruka-sensei.'
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Classes were finally over and it was time for club activities. Naruto wandered the halls a little while before making his way to the kendo dojo. Once he arrived, he quietly slipped into the club room and watched as two students sparred in the center while some were watching and others practicing off to the side. Unbeknownst to him, a group of fan girls had stealthily followed him and were now discussing their current love interest in loud squeaks and laughter.
"Did you hear that Uzumaki-kun is one of the best kendo martial artists in Italy?" A long haired brunette squeaked to the girls around her, they all squealed in return.
"Isn't he awesome? I looked up his name last night and found that he appeared out of nowhere with no knowledge of kendo and quickly rose to be the top kendo martial artist in Italy. He is so cool!" Another girl squealed breathlessly to the rest of the group.
Naruto suddenly felt a cold chill run down his back. Slowly he turned to look behind him and sweat dropped. Seriously, don't these girls have anything else to do other than stalk him all day? Naruto looked away from the gaggle of girls behind him and went in search of the team captain, completely missing the shadow of a small form sitting underneath the bench next to the group of gossiping girls. He quickly found the captain across the room trying to chat up a girl. Naruto rolled his blue eyes sardonically before he approached him.
"Mochida-taichou," Naruto shouted as a greeting, jumping in front of him and the girl.
Mochida turned from the girl and glared at the foreigner, irritated with his interruption. The girl, Ana, released a huge sigh of relief as she was saved from the unwanted attentions of the kendo club captain. Once she turned to look at her savior, hearts jumped out from her eyes and saliva drooled down her mouth. Mochida ignored him and returned his attention to Ana. The moment he saw Ana's enthralled look, he turned right back and glared venomously at him.
Naruto smiled, and the girl dropped into a dead faint.
"What the hell do you want, foreigner," Mochida growled jealously after ordering his kohai to take the girl to the infirmary.
Naruto continued to grin and with a friendly tone, introduced himself. "Ohayo, I am Uzumaki Naruto. First year, class A. I would like to see how strong the kendo team here is." Naruto politely bowed. At this, all the girls release a loud sigh. 'So handsome and polite.'
Mochida clenched his teeth before loudly boasting, "As if a foreigner like you would know what kendo is. Our school is one of the strongest in the district and I am one of the top 10 strongest in this school alone."
Naruto raised a blond brow before giving Mochida a disbelieving smirk. "Really? You sure don't look like it because all I see is an egotistical idiot trying to pick up an unwilling girl." All the girls giggled merrily at Naruto's dead-on remark. Even some boys couldn't help bursting into laughter at the true statement.
Mochida turned bright red in humiliation and anger. "Shut up!" He shouted, effectively silencing the dojo. He turned to glare angrily at the foreigner and pointed an angry finger at him. "How dare you humiliate me foreigner. Do you actually think that YOU can win against me?"
Naruto stared intently at the angry finger pointing at him before his cheerful smile widened even further. "Yep!" All the girls swooned.
Mochida's face reddened even further, defying all logic of redness (AN: is there such a thing?). "Fine, then I challenge you to a duel. If you win, I will let you be in the club and be your slave for the rest of the school year, but if you lose, you will kneel down to me in apology and be my slave for the rest of the school year." He finally finished, taking in short angry breaths.
Naruto chuckled hysterically, his body bent in half with tears of mirth streaming down his tanned scarred cheeks. Once he was calmed down enough, he stood back up, wiped his eyes of the excess moisture and looked sharply into Mochida's brown eyes. Smirk on his lips, Naruto said, "Deal."
The moment that his eyes met with the foreigner's sharp blue eyes, Mochida felt a cold chill crawl up his spine, what the hell had he gotten myself into?
"Shinai or bokkun, armor?" Naruto asked jovially as he glanced at the shinai and bokkun around the dojo. At Mochida's stiff nod, Naruto retrieved a long slender bokkun and approached the ring where Mochida was already standing in his full armor, bokkun in hand.
"Aren't you going to put on the armor?" Mochida asked irritated at Naruto's denseness.
Naruto smirked, "I won't be needing it. After all you wouldn't even be able to put a touch me."
Mochida glared darkly at him, teeth clenched. "We will have a 3 round battle. Same tournament rules apply. I assume you know them, Uzumaki-kun," Naruto nodded. "The one judging our duel will be vice-captain, Ono Sora." A tall brunette with short brown-hair nodded in Naruto's direction before moving to the sideline.
"Prepare yourselves," Sora announced loudly silencing the dojo. Both Mochida and Naruto raised their bokkun in front of them. Everyone stared at the 2 duelists with abated breath. "Fight!"
With a loud shout, Mochida dashed forward, slashing his bokkun downward towards Naruto's head. Just as his bokkun was about to touch the blonde's hair, he disappeared. The next thing he knew, his bokkun had flown out of his hands, his mask was askew, and Naruto was standing next to him with his bokkun on the side of his torso.
There was a moment of complete silence before Sora cleared his throat and said into the silent dojo, "Men-bu strike, Kote-bu strike, and Do-bu strike. Round 1 goes to Uzumaki-kun." At this announcement, the girls released squeals, calling out Naruto's name in ecstasy.
The next 2 rounds ended the same way, with Mochida being able to do nothing but stand in his spot. The 3rd round finally came to an end with Sora's announcement, "Third round goes to Uzumaki-kun. Duel ends with Uzumaki Naruto as the winner with 3 wins and no losses."
All the girls cheered, while the boys could only stare in awe at Naruto's strength. Mochida was livid. First he had lost a duel for Kyoko's hand with dame-Tsuna, and now he just lost to a foreigner.
Stiffly Mochida approached Naruto and stuck out a stiff hand, "Welcome to Namimori High's Kendo Club," He said stiffly through clenched teeth.
Naruto smiled and took Mochida's offered hand. "I am not joining the team, Mochida-senpai, but I will accept you as my slave for the rest of the school year."
Mochida released a low growl before jerking his hand away; he gave Naruto a death glare.
"See you later, Sen—pai," Naruto cheekily said as he left the dojo and its still laughing audience.
"Mochida-taicho," Sora said approaching his steaming captain.
"What?" He growled snappishly, face still red from his utter humiliation.
"Did you know who you just had a duel with?" Sora asked amazement and wonder in his voice, not noticing his captain's snappy tone.
"Of course!" He snapped, "Uzumaki Naruto. First year class A."
"Don't you remember, Taicho? He is Uzumaki Naruto, the boy who won the title of Champion in the Western Europe Kendo Tournament, 2 years in a row." Sora informed him enthusiastically. "I can't believe that there is someone that amazing attending this school."
"Shut up," Mochida snapped, whacking his vice-captain harshly in the head. "How dare he humiliate me, Uzumaki Naruto. You will regret the day you humiliate me."
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"I saw everything, Whiskers, Uzumaki Naruto." Reborn smirked as he exited the dojo through one of his strange transportation devices. "Welcome to the family, Whiskers-kun."
A sudden chill crawled up Naruto's spine, 'I hope I'm not catching a cold. It's not even winter yet.'
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DURING CLUB TIME THE NEXT DAY
Naruto rested under the warm afternoon sun and stretched until he could hear his bones pop into place. While doing this he thought back to his duel with Mochida-senpai yesterday and shook his head in disappointment. He had expected a challenge but instead he didn't even get a warm up from his duel with Mochida-senpai. 'I wonder if everyone who study kendo in Japan is as weak? It would be a great disappointment if that was true, since Kendo originated from Japan.' He thought to himself as a warm breeze engulfed him. Then suddenly he remembered the guy from the other night. Hibari Kyouya, the guy who attacked him with two tonfas. He was pretty good even if he didn't practice Kendo. Naruto wondered how it would have gone had he been serious in that fight, maybe the both of them would still be in the hospital with severe injuries right now.
Smiling to himself, Naruto shut his eyes and was about to fall asleep when he suddenly felt a small projectile flying at him. He snapped his eyes open and swiftly sat up, catching the flying ball right before it collided with his forehead.
"Nice catch," a loud voice said from behind Naruto. He turned around and glared at the interrupter of his naptime. Yamamoto Takeshi, the baseball nut. A friend?
"Mah, mah, Naruto-kun." Yamamoto said with arms raised in an 'I surrender' pose. "I apologize." Yamamoto said still smiling with arms up.
After a few more moments of glaring at Yamamoto, Naruto threw the baseball back at Yamamoto. "So, how did the ball get here?"
"Are?" Yamamoto scratched the back of his head. "I don't know. I saw it flying over here and decided to catch it. I was chasing after it when I saw it flying towards you. I wanted to shout for you to look out but by that time you had jerked up and caught it in midair before I could warn you. That was an amazing catch." Yamamoto glanced back at Naruto with starry eyes. "Would you like to join the baseball club?"
Naruto took a gulp before quickly shaking his head. "Uhh…no. I don't want to join a club right now. As for baseball, I don't like it."
Yamamoto was heartbroken. "Not like baseball?" You could almost see tears streaming down his face. "But have you ever played it before?"
Naruto frowned, lying back down on the grass and closing his eyes, "Nope, I don't believe that I had ever played it before."
"Then how can you say that you don't like it?" A small ray of hope showed at the end of the tunnel for Yamamoto. "You must try it at least once before deciding rather you like it or not. What about this, let's go play a quick baseball game right now? Come on!" Naruto could do nothing as Yamamoto bent over and dragged him along behind him.
"Hey, wait a minute," Naruto shouted dragging his feet on the ground until Yamamoto finally stopped and turned around. "I told you to leave me alone. I don't want to play baseball!"
Yamamoto looked at Naruto with a confused stare before saying hesitantly, "Are you afraid that…you'll lose?"
Naruto stared at Yamamoto in incredulous disbelief. "Me? Afraid of losing to you? Dream on! I am the great Uzumaki Naruto, there is no way that I will lose to you."
In his deep anger, he completely missed the sly look Yamamoto gave him. "So you're willing to accept the challenge, right?"
"Hell yeah, I'm ready." Naruto shouted angrily at Yamamoto. Yamamoto gave Naruto a huge grin before he turned around and walked back to the baseball field with Naruto in tow. As Naruto followed along behind Yamamoto, his anger began to slowly fade away until he realized that he had just been played with. The baseball nut, Yamamoto Takeshi, had just easily and effortlessly manipulated him into doing what he wanted. 'I've been too lax in keeping my guard up. I must remember to be careful, otherwise I will have to leave again.'
"Naruto-kun," Naruto quickly shook the depressing thought away and looked up at Yamamoto already standing on home plate with a bat waiting for him. Surrounding him were two other team members, while the other members were standing behind the fence at home plate, staring at the soon to be amazing event in front of them. "The game will be, three strikes and you're out. To score a point, the ball must fly into the outfield. After your at bat, we'll will switch positions. You will pitch and I will bat. The one with the most points wins the challenge. That okay with you?"
"Not like I had much choice, since you manipulated me into accepting the challenge." Naruto sulked darkly ignoring the stares of the other members.
Yamamoto chuckled cheerily, handing the bat over to the sulking blond before making his way to the pitcher's mound. "Azuma-kun will play catcher and Manager Tachi will be umpire. Okay, let's begin."
Naruto nodded, bringing the bat up. He watched closely as Yamamoto began his wind-up. In the next instant, the ball was gone from his hand and in the catcher's gloves. 'What the hell.' Naruto blinked confusedly at the ball sitting in the catcher's gloves and back to Yamamoto's empty hand.
"Strike!" Manager Tachi shouted, returning the ball to Yamamoto. Naruto's eyes followed the ball until they stopped on Yamamoto's eyes. His eyes were sharp and glowing like amber; even though they were normally a very dark almost black blue. Naruto could clearly read the challenge aimed straight at him, 'If you don't get serious, I'm gonna beat you to kingdom come.'
Naruto's own blue eyes sharpened, 'No way am I gonna lose!' He got into his batting position. This time when Yamamoto threw the ball, Naruto was ready. Just as it reached him, he swung. Naruto watched in horror as the ball flew closer and closer to the fence…behind him.
"Foul!"
"Damn it! I was sure I hit it at the right moment." Naruto mumbled angrily under his breath.
Yamamoto watched Naruto berating himself. 'This is the first time that someone could foul my pitch on the second try. I better be careful or next time he will hit my pitch.'
"Foul 4, Strike 2!"
Yamamoto watched Naruto carefully, trying to calm his breathing. Calmly he brought his arm up and wiped the sweat off his face with the sleeves of his uniform. He had greatly underestimated Naruto, thinking that using a fast pitch alone would be enough to win against him. It was time for him to get serious too. This time, Yamamoto went into a full wind-up. Held it for 10 seconds before finally releasing it.
Naruto watched as the ball came towards him. He quickly matched his swing with the speed of the ball and swung.
SWOOSH! "Strike 3! You're out!" Manager Tachi shouted. The rest of the team cheered for their captain. Azuma stared at the ball in his hand, a drop of sweat rolled down the side of his face. 'This guy must be pretty good, forcing Yamamoto-taichou to use one of his best pitches instead of the normal fast ball.'
Naruto was stunned. How in the world did the ball disappear? One moment the ball was about to hit the bat, and the next moment the ball was gone and already in the catcher's gloves. "That was amazing!" Naruto shouted loudly in childish excitement with eyes sparkling like stars and mouth agape. He ran up to Yamamoto and grabbed his arms, giving him a vigorous shake. "Teach me! Teach me! How did you do that? That was amazing!"
Yamamoto laughed cheerfully at Naruto's childish excitement. "Mah, mah, Naruto-kun, it is your turn to pitch now."
"No way, you have to teach me first," Naruto pouted stubbornly on the verge of pulling out his triumph card, the Puppy-Eye Attack, to get his way.
Yamamoto quickly stepped back, arms raised in panic mode. After seeing how it was used once on Gokudera, he never wanted to see it again, especially not if he was the recipient of this attack. "Ano…let's finish this game first, okay? After this game, I'll teach you that pitch, okay?"
Naruto's pout turned into a sunny grin. "Okay!"
Yamamoto sweat dropped, 'I was just manipulated…right?' (Yes, Yamamoto, you were. No one can escape Naruto's Puppy-Eye Attack. Even the threat of it is enough to cause fear and panic. It is fatal! That's why it is his triumph card!)
Yamamoto watched Naruto get ready to pitch. He watched as Naruto's pitch flew right into…the catcher's mitt…wait…wh-what?
"St-strike!" Manager Tachi announced in surprise. Everyone else stared at Naruto in shock, never before had they seen their captain strike once before.
Yamamoto stared dumbfounded at the ball and Naruto before a large grin split his face. Now this is what you call a game.
Naruto threw the ball. KLANG! "Foul ball!"
"Foul ball 2!"
"Foul ball 3!"
"Foul ball 4! Strike 2!" Naruto grinned. Yamamoto chuckled.
"Foul ball!"
"Foul ball 2!"
"Foul ball 3!"
CRACK! "H-ho-homerun!" Manager Tachi finally shouted as the suspense of the game finally drained away.
Yamamoto took off his helmet and wiped his sweating brow. Naruto bent over, bracing his hands on his knees, taking in deep breaths.
"That was a great game!" Both of them shouted at the same time and broke into loud laughter once they realized that they had both said it at the same time. Manager Tachi, Azuma, and the rest of the team stared in awe at the amazing match they had been privileged to witness. Yamamoto –taicho was awesome, no wonder why he was already the captain of the team even though he was only a first year. They all ran to him, surrounding him, slapping him on the back and congratulating him for a great game played.
Naruto left the pitcher's mound and walked over to the rest of the team that had already surrounded the captain. Loudly he cleared his throat, silencing the loud cheers from the team and getting the attention of everyone.
"Ohayo minna. I am Uzumaki Naruto of class 1-A. Starting today, I will be a new member of your team. Please take care of me." Naruto's loud introduction was followed by even louder welcomes and slaps on the back.
Once everyone's attention was on the blond, Yamamoto quickly backed out of the crowd and was about to make his escape when he suddenly came face to face with the smiling blonde.
"Yamamoto-tai~cho, didn't you promise to teach me that last pitch?"
Caught red handed in his attempt to escape, Yamamoto could only release a short, "Mah…" before Naruto yanked him towards the bullpen.
'Help! I don't want to stay with crazy blond. I don't know when he will attack me with the Puppy-Eye Attack! Someone help me!' His silent cries for assistance went unheard as the rest of his team went into excited discussions of how they were finally going to go to Koshien this year and nobody was going to stop them.
"Ciaossu!"
A cold chill crawled up Naruto's spine as he watched Yamamoto teach him how to hold the ball. 'I must be coming down with a cold or something.'
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"His eyes are a strange blue," an old squeaky voice whispered in the dark room. "And hair golden as the sun." After a few minutes of silence another voice intruded into the darkness.
"Is that all the information you can give us, Talbot-san*?" The younger and gruffer voice asked intently in the darkness.
"Iemitsu," the old squeaky voice whispered. "Do not interrupt my thoughts." Talbot chided.
"Gomenee," Iemitsu lowered his head in an apology, waiting intently for Talbot to continue.
Talbot released a long sigh before he continued. "It was over 200 years ago, when I served under the command of Primo. I had only just been working as a metal worker for the Vongola family for a few years, you know?" Iemitsu nodded his head in the darkness, a small sweat drop present on his head.
"On that day, there was a huge attack launched on the Vongola family mansion by an unknown group. This group was very strong, breaking through the defenses we had set up. At that time the only ones still in residence was Primo, his pregnant wife, and the Wind Guardian and his pregnant wife. The other guardians were away at that moment on their missions. Primo, his Wind Guardian and the Guardian's wife left the mansion to draw the enemy away and into the ruins. I don't know what happened at the ruins but I was the one who saw the devastation written all over Primo's face when he returned from the ruins. I could feel that, for him, he may have returned alive but a part of him had died in those few short hours. Primo had returned with a small infant cradled gently in his arms. For four days I watched over and took care of the infant and never once did Primo tell me the identity of this little infant."
Iemitsu looked confusedly at Talbot, "Wait, I don't understand. How do you know the colors of the child's eyes and hair and the expression on Primo's face at that time when you are blind?"
Talbot released a loud snort of derision, "At that time I wasn't blind yet so I could still see. Now shut up or I'm not talking anymore." Talbot glared at Iemitsu with his non-existent eye.
He gulped before quickly apologizing. Talbot cleared his throat and continued. "Anyway, never once did Primo tell me anything before that night, four days after the invasion." Talbot's old wrinkly hands clasped together on his lap. "That night his wife died giving birth to their son. Primo came to the room that I was taking care of the infant and took him from my arms. The words he said to me that night are ones that I will never forget."
"What did he say, Talbot-san." Iemitsu whispered intensely leaning forward in his seat in front of the old man.
"'Listen to the spirit of this boy, Talbot. When the time comes find him and bring him back home.' Those were the last words that Primo said to me before he left with the two infants cradled in each arm."
"The spirit?" Iemitsu asked brows scrunched up in confusion before he growled out in frustration. "For 10 years we have been searching for any clue that could lead to him and finally we found you, Talbot. In the end, the only thing that you can tell us is that we have to listen to the spirits that cannot be heard."
Talbot merely brushed off his growls with an old wrinkly hand. "You may not be able to hear the spirits, but I can. He was here for two years, Iemitsu."
This shocked him so much; he actually leapt out of his seat. "He was here?" Iemitsu exclaimed loudly in the dark room before he started pacing frantically across the room. "Where? Where is he?"
"Calm down, boy." Talbot said calmly motioning for him to sit back down. Iemitsu took in a large breath before returning to his seat.
"When you met him, why didn't you tell anyone?" He asked in a calm measured voice, finally seated in the chair once more.
"Well, I'm telling you now, aren't I?" Talbot chuckled merrily before continuing. "Anyways, I happened to encounter him at the airport, you know. I was just strolling along when I felt this huge wave of spiritual powers engulf me. It took me but a moment to realize who it was that had just bumped into me. Of course after bumping into me the boy frantically apologized to me in very good Italian, if I do say so myself. After he apologized, we started talking with each other, and he just happened to tell me where he was going." Talbot ended with a wide smirk.
Iemitsu was dumbfounded and speechless for a few moments before he quickly cleared his throat and asked, "Where did he say he was going?"
Talbot's wide smirk, widened further. "Japan. To be precise, Namimori, Japan."
Iemitsu's dumbfounded look turned into a huge grin, finally they were getting somewhere after 10 long years of searching. "Did you also happen to catch his name?"
Talbot released a loud cackle, showing his toothless grin. "Uzumaki, Naruto."
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Naruto sat in his seat next to the window in the plane remembering his strange encounter with an old and blind Italian man. He didn't realize that he was still lost in his thought of this strange encounter until he felt the plane lift into the air and the loud 'POP' that followed. Pushing this strange encounter out of his mind, Naruto lowered his seat, pulled out a pillow and tried to fall asleep, but he couldn't.
Instead, he ended up thinking about the events 2 years ago and the latest letter that he had received from his father:
Naruto,
You've done a very good job getting this far. I am so proud of you. As you know, from this point onwards everything is going to get even harder then before. These later techniques that I will teach you are some of my own personal techniques. These are the techniques that I created myself. But before I can teach you those techniques, you must first master this one and the summoning jutsu. Remember, you have to sign the contract before you summon them otherwise there will be many different complications, so just do what I say.
I think that it is about time I tell you a little bit more about our family. You see, I was the second son of an Italian father and a kuniochi of Konohagakure. We lived happily together in Italy. It was when we went on our family vacation that we were separated. There was a huge storm, which destroyed our cruise ship, killing my parents and separating my older brother and I.
Somehow, I ended up on the shores of the Elemental Nations and was found by a Konoha shinobi. At that time, I had lost all of my memories due to my traumatic experience. I could only remember my first name. It wasn't until years later that my memories finally came back to me.
When my memories finally returned, I began to search for them. As of this letter, I have yet to find them. The only good news is that I may have found a trail in Italy, so I'll be going there as soon as your mother gets cleared for traveling, which would probably take months.
This is all that I can tell you right now, so just be patient and wait. One day everything will be told. Now get back out there and train, Son. We are proud to have you as our son, maybe one of these days I'll tell you how you got your name, Fish Cake.
Love,
Daddy and Mommy
P.S. If you keep up the hard work you might get to understand how to complete my only incomplete technique, so work hard.
Naruto smiled at the memory finally falling asleep. It was as he was falling asleep that he recalled what happened when he signed the summoning contract and summoned his first summoning.
Naruto carefully opened the summoning scroll and looked at the names that were signed into the contract. Carefully he read over the last two names on the list: Jiraiya the Legendary Sannin, Namikaze Minato. He was shocked when he read these two names. Even though these names were from over 200 years ago, they were still very famous and well known.
Jiraiya, the Sage Toad, student of the Third Hokage, teacher of the Fourth Hokage, and the best information gathering network leader.
Namikaze Minato, the Konoha's Yellow Flash, student of the Sage Toad, Jiraiya, and the Fourth Hokage.
For some strange reason, these were the only two names that he got out of his history classes at the Academy. He continued to stare at the names before he finally gathered his scattered thought and excitement together and snapped out of his stupor.
"This is so awesome. I can't believe that my father had the scrolls of two of the greatest men in the history of Konoha." Naruto stared at the names amazed. "But that's weird; didn't the scroll disappear after the Fourth Hokage used it? How in the world did my father get into contact with it?" Unable to come up with an answer, Naruto shrugged his shoulders and quickly signed the contract with his scrawl.
"Kuchiyose no Jutsu! Uh...what is this?"
To Be Continued in Chapter 4: Mafia?
A/N: So how was it? Remember to read and review. The more reviews I receive, the more inspiration I get for writing this story. Right now I am working on the other chapters of this story and…Primo and Minato's story. So read and review.
*Talbot, if you don't know, is a blind old man who later appears in the KHR manga chapter 299. He has made the weapons and equipment for the Vongola for countless years. He is rumored to have been around since the rule of Primo and has the ability to hear the spirits of the Vongola rings and has knowledge of the Vongola box rings. He is also very knowledgeable about the history of the Vongola family and many families that associate with them.
By the way, I believe that I did the kendo calling things all wrong, but bear with it since what is important about that fight was the fact that Naruto easily whooped Mochida's ass and humiliated him to boot.