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So far only two people have given a vote so far so I'll try to drag out his escape as much as possible until more of you nice people do.

Replies to some reviews;

Shudo- Great ideas mate, lovin the enthusiasm. If you'd like you could PM some of those seal Ideas to me, credit will be given of course. Also, remember how I said Naruto uses guerrilla hit and run tactics with some flare. Not reprimanding just reminding, (thumbs up) you rock. And the whole henchmen thing, a wonderful idea, however Imagine how long it would take to convince a mob of nin to declare war against the world. Although I admit that would be quite awesome it is a no-go for now.

And now onto the fic.

Disclaimer: I no own Naruto or Batman.

Chapter 3
-The Final Trick-

Kokoro and Aiko transported the Trickster through the streets, his arms ands legs bound by twine. Civilians and Shinobi cheered at the capture of their villages' terroist. And many Bounty Nin grumbled at having lost their chance at the mother load of cash. Throughout the whole time Naruto Grinned at the civilians and began to scare the children with his killer clown looks. Giggling he thought on how the old man was going to react to this news.

Looking up to sky he let out a crazed grin as the Sandaime Hokage along with a platoon of robed ANBU arrived to meet the trio. The Hokage held a grave look as he glared at the young terroist, who merely grinned back with the glasgow grin. "What's happenin' Ojii-san?"

Sudden realization dawned on Sarutobi as he closely looked at the maniac and recognised the cerulean blue eyes. "N-Naruto? How in Kamis' name was it you?" He looked on with horror and tears. "Why did you do all of it? Why?"

Naruto cackled and replied easily, "To show a few Tricks and share a good Laugh." Then followed with another loud laugh.

Sarutobi looked on with Horror as the ANBU grabbed hold of him and began leading him to the Shinobi Criminal Containment Centre, or SCCC for short. Sarutobi watched with sadness as he turned to the two Bounty Nin, Kokoro and Aiko. Holding out a scroll he spoke whilst shaking, "Here's the reward for bringing him in alive. Exactly 500,000,000.00 ryou for your troubles." He then turned around and left the two to their own devices.

Kokoro turned towards Aiko and they began to walk off with slight smiles on their faces, Kokoro then turned to Aiko, "Now to get to the rendezvous point for Trickster..."

Naruto sat at the reception desk as his entire set of weapons was laid out in front of him. Unfortunately all of his paint had been washed off and revealed his glasgow grin to its full extent. He grinned as he wore a straight-jacket and a pair of ANBU stood either side of him, whilst Morino Ibiki stared at the range of weapons. The Hokage standing a few feet back with a depressed demeanour, Naruto giggled as they stared at the sheer amount of explosive tags that he had carried with him. Ibiki turned towards the Hokage as if silently asking for permission for a certain act.

Sarutobi closed his eyes and nodded slowly, Ibiki snapped his fingers and Naruto was hoisted out of the chair and escorted to the interrogation chamber. Sarutobi walked to the desk and collapsed from the sheer shock of what he had thus far learned about the blonde youth. The child he had silently praised for his endurance of the hardships had snapped nearly a month ago and gone on a terrorist spree.

Sarutobi felt he had failed as a voice of guidance in the Shinobi world, his eldest son was killed in action in the war with Iwa. His students had become multiple things, a pervert who is never around when needed. A drunk gambler up to the sky in debt, whom has a deep fear of blood and refuses to return. Finally a messed up man obsessed with immortality and conquering the Leaf Village.

Knowing that Naruto had fallen to insanity from his lack of Action stung the worst though so far, he thought he had prepared enough. Emplacing the law to allow a normal life, his fists clenched at this, the morons in the village thought they knew better. For a second he thought that the blondes idea of payback was necessary to create balance. Before mentally slapping himself, what in the lords name was he just thinking?

Narutos' acts had hurt too many innocent civilians that were apathetic to his... condition. He knew that because many of them were recent immigrants from Kiri and Ame in their civil wars. Sighing in resignation he left the room to where Ibiki was hopefully obtaining some answers. Entering the halls he saw many estranged civilian criminals being taken to and from interrogation chambers.

Walking slowly he nodded to many bows and kneeling forms of Chuunin, and yet he paid no heed to his physical surroundings. As he was still trying to figure out why the spark of insanity had expanded from his mistreatment. True, he had been beaten a few times, to his knowledge. And besides being the bane of the village in general he was accepted as a resident and permanent citizen.

Reaching the room where the youth was taken to he saw many council members watching through the two way mirror. Ibiki circled the crazed child and watched as the youth continued to grin without a care in the world.

Ibiki stopped behind the preteen and placed his hands on the chair, "Why did you attack Konoha?"

Naruto giggled before replying easily, "Didn't you like the show?" Before his head was slammed into the table. The blunt force making his mouth bleed slowly, however he merely smiled it off before spitting out a mouthful of blood. "Sloppy and little flavour... Hm, so that's what blood tastes like." He giggled again.

Ibiki walked in front of the youth before cracking his gloved knuckles, "Answer properly."

Naruto eyed the man before smiling, "Is it so wrong wanting to give something back to my audience?" He laughed only to be punched on the left side of the face. Naruto took it calmly before eyeing the man humorously, "You really like blunt force don't you?"

"Why did you attack Konoha?" Ibiki asked, keeping his cool.

"Why are you so cranky? Did mister blunt not get enough sleep from the big bad Trickster?" This earned him another connection to the table. Which in turn elicited a loud cackle of glee, giving shivers to many of the council members and Sarutobi himself.

"I'll change the question then, why do you call yourself The Trickster? Hmm?"

Naruto grinned ruefully at the question, "Why not? I perform feats of Skill!" He exclaimed happily.

Ibiki frowned, "You call destroying sixty seven percent of the street plot a feat of skill?"

Naruto leaned forward with a smirk, "What would you call it then? I, a single kid Shinobi in Training, single handedly caused a myriad of chaos. I think a feat of skill fits quite nicely." Leaning back he giggled with the smirk still plastered unto his face.

Ibiki felt a spike of anger before slamming the youths head down hard enough the inertia forced the killer-clown to fall backwards onto the floor. A chuckle was followed with a kick to the ribs, before he was roughly placed back into the chair.

"Why do you enjoy violence, what justifies the humour you feel?" Ibiki asked leaning closely to examine the bloodied face of his interrogation target.

The blonde grinned before yelling out his answer, "WHY NOT ENJOY CAUSING IT?"

Ibiki was slightly thrown off by the answer but nonetheless stepped back to reach into a wooden case on the table. Unlocking it he opened it up to reveal many different torture weapons; a pair of brass knuckles, pliers, a metal hammer, portable vice grip, and finally a curved Kunai with a serrated edge. Looking back to the blonde he pulled out the brass knuckles and adorned them slowly, using the slow motions as mental torture to allow the situation to sink in.

However this did the opposite for the killer clown, "Nice pair of weapons you have there. Know where I could get some?" He asked grinning.

Ibiki was now starting to lose his nerve with this freak. He had interrogated many nut-jobs before and easily gotten the answers to why their insanity was there. And yet this kid was resisting the interrogation to the point where he was edging the man on. The scary part was that he had entered the final part of his interrogation. The part that was raw, un-adultered, physical torture. Turning to the mirror he mentally begged for forgiveness as he reeled back his left arm and slugged the youth in the face.

Pulling back his left arm he then reeled back his right arm and slugged him again in the face. Repeating the process for two minutes he stopped to see a bloodied up face of a youth. And then came the shaking of the kid, followed by a fit of giggles, and finally a loud, boisterous laughter as Naruto flung back his head. Ibiki was now slightly scared of the boy as the laughter rebounded off the walls to make an echo.

Calming he looked at Ibiki with a crazed yet grinning look, "Now we're getting somewhere! Just for that I'll tell you when the performance really started! It was a fair while ago now. You see I was a very serious guy, never smiled properly. And I always asked myself, 'Why So Serious?' So one day I looked at myself in the mirror. 'Why So Serious?' I asked myself, I pulled out a knife, like this one here. 'Why So Serious?' I put it in in my mouth, 'Why SO SERIOUS?' And I had a great idea, 'Let's put a smile on that face.' And then I decided to always see the funny side of things, now I'm always smiling!"

He cackled at the incredulous look on the torturers face as he slowly turned and exited the room. Leaving the young maniac to laugh boisterously at his own insanity...

Sarutobi sat in his office with Ibiki in front of him in a chair. What he had seen in the interrogation room had been disturbing to say the least. A preteen that found humour in chaos and pain inflicted upon himself. Sarutobi found it necessary to now name The Trickster as a Low S-Class Terrorist, upping the class was easy now that he had a reason for insanity.

Ibiki was slightly more disturbed than Sarutobi at the turn of events. One of the few people that could resist his interrogations was no older than twelve and had a twisted immunity to pain. Ibiki now found it his main priority to steer clear of these psychotic cases. As there was no use in gaining information from a nut-job.

"Ibiki-san, inform the Asylum that they have a new inmate, hand over a full diagnostic of the severity of his condition and class it as a terminal state. Report to me in the morning." Sarutobi ordered with his eyes closed and facial features stern.

Ibiki stood and bowed, "Hai, Hokage-sama." He then turned to leave.

"Oh, and, Ibiki-san..." Sarutobi hesitated, the torture expert turned slightly, "... Be sure to inform the ANBU to increase the patrol around the village. I have a bad feeling about how easy it was to capture him..."

Naruto sat in the mess hall of the Konoha Asylum, wearing an unzipped strait-jacket over a sleeveless white shirt and matching pants with no shoes. All of the paint had been scrubbed off his face and his glasgow grin had healed a few hours ago. The asylum was quite large, only slightly smaller than the Hokage Tower it had a massive mess hall with three floors to it for severity of condition.

The first floor was for the silent, schizophrenic cases where they talked to no one and kept to themselves. The second floor were for the moderate cases such as serial killers and the clinically insane. Finally, the top floor held the most serious cases that were a danger to themselves and the general public. Naruto sat in the dead centre of the third floor and had nothing in front of him except a sharpened pencil and blank piece of paper.

Many of the final level inmates were indeed insane, however were smart enough to stay away from a kid in a strait-jacket. Especially one with a very sharp object in front of him, however there is always the group that begs to differ. A trio of lean, and mean, looking young adults approached Naruto in a dangerous manner. The blonde, however, paid no heed to their approaching presence and continued to stay at seemingly nothing.

Until they surrounded him and slammed the table, hard. The leader, who was in front of Naruto, had all his hair shaved off and onyx coloured eyes with an average physique in the facial department. "Listen here, new guy. In Konoha Asylum you only got to listen to two people, me and the Teme that runs this place. You got it!" He leaned right in to the youths face.

Naruto only grinned wider before grabbing his pencil, "Do you folks wanna see one of my... Tricks." He said the last bit with a hint of malice, he sat the pencil straight up near the young mans' face. The pointed tip of lead looking straight up.

The man only gave a puzzled look, "Ano... The hell do you mean?" Naruto grinned before slowly standing up.

"Let me show you." He said with excitement and pointed to the pencil. "I'm going to make this..." He waved his hands in front of his face."... Disappear." Seeing the confused looks of the trio he, again, pointed to the pencil. "Watch very, very, very closely."

The trio leaned in to stare at the object, wondering what would happen to the immobile object. Smirking with wide eyes Naruto quickly grabbed the leaders head and slammed it down upon the pencil. The leader bounced off and fell to the floor with the entire pencil rammed inside of his cranium. The other two staring at the fallen body with horror on their faces, they quickly turned to the boy whom was in a fit of laughter.

He held out his arms, "Ta-Da!" And the guards were upon him, slamming his laughing form to the floor. Strapping his jacket up and quickly leading him back to his cell, the youth cackling with glee the entire time. He managed to resist enough to yell out to the other inmates, "I'm not stuck in here with you! You're all stuck in here with me! Good night bitches and bastards..!"

Naruto had been in the Asylum for only a few days and had already caused plenty of chaos within the walls. Over thirteen inmates had been found dead wherever the youth went with many different slashes at their vital points. The weapon was never found though.

It was midnight and Naruto sat in his cell, grinning as usual as the guards walked along the hallways. Whilst many people found night as a way to start a different life Naruto took it more literally, waiting for the footsteps to fade he silently stood up and went to his bed. Lifting the mattress he revealed a small cylinder tucked neatly into the bedpost. Pulling it out he made sure it was not damaged, something he had been working on for the past few days in secret.

Opening it he pulled out a myriad of small tools; such as paperclips, a magnifying glass, ink and brush, etc. The final item he pulled out was a piece of rectangular paper that was blank white with not a speck of ink on it. Acting quickly he performed the brief ritual of creating a specialised containment seal for holding a certain element. Finishing after a few minutes he looked outside and stared at the luminescent full moon. Shaking his head he held the seal outside of his bars to the light and 'pulled' the light of the moon into the seal using chakra.

The process was very delicate, if not dangerous to use at all, as it captured pure, untainted light and used it as a 'flash' weapon. Blinding the enemy for a good few minutes, he recalled it from one of the scrolls he had been studying for the last month. The process itself would take five minutes to gather enough energy for a single explosion of light. He smirked knowing that would be more than enough for what he had in store for Konoha tonight...

The ANBU on guard duty walked down the halls at one in the morning, fully alert knowing the dangerous fugitives that lay dormant within their cells. It was then that he neared the infamous and loathed Tricksters' cell and subconsciously grabbed his Ninja Tou. His ears also quirked at stifled giggling within the cell.

Peeking in he saw the shadowed form of the terrorist with the upper half of his body concealed within the shadows. Cerulean blue eyes stood out in the darkness and the giggling was clearly coming from the shadowed source. Cautiously the ANBU unsheathed the blade and opened up the bars.

The giggling stopped and Naruto spoke quite calmly, "It's against protocol to enter an inmates cell, ANBU-san. Were you intending to enact upon some darkened desire?" He asked whilst pulling out his hidden seal.

The ANBU stalked towards the inmate with a righteous fury, many of his squad-mates and relatives had been torn to shreds by the explosions. And he had to deal with the fact that everyone he cared about was gone. There was only one culprit for his fury, and that was the shadowed blonde staring at him.

"Why so serious ANBU-san? Ya' need to lighten up a little." The blonde stood and held the paper in front of his face with the seal facing the ANBU, "Here, I'll help. Kai!" He spoke and the room was engulfed in a blinding light that knocked the ANBU out from the shock. Naruto, on the other hand, was perfectly fine having applied chakra to his eyes to dull them from the light as much as possible.

Chuckling Naruto flicked out a rectangular card with a magicians top-hat with a pair of bombs and knives being pulled out drawn on. Grinning he easily walked out of the Asylum and into the peaceful streets of Konoha. Heading for the Bingo Evidence room where he knew his paint, clothes and weapons were kept locked away.

Strolling casually whistling a merry tune, even though he was wearing minimal clothing and unarmed for a possible ambush. Yet he didn't give a damn about any of the nin at the moment, all he cared about was getting his face back. He giggled at the thought of his final Performance being executed soon, he had been working on a finale for a while now and it had finally been perfected the previous day.

Nearing the warehouse he casually walked up to the barred doors and seemed to concentrate really hard. Until a trio of Bounty Nin landed behind his form easily, smirking he turned to see none other than Kokoro and Aiko and a new tall man covered in bandages.

The man held a lean form and wore a plain green kimono over the bandages, his left blue eye was the only one exposed besides his flowing blonde hair in a topknot. He also had a Nodachi hanging from his back using a chain slung over his shoulders. The Nodachi itself was actually shorter than what it was intended and lacked the large bend that the blade was known for.

Naruto grinned to the new arrivals and saluted their presence casually, "Yo, good to see you two made it back in time. Although I am unfamiliar with this third man. Tell me, what is your name my dear follower?" He asked holding out a friendly hand. "My name is Naruto, although your friends and many others call me Trickster."

The man shook the hand before answering with a bow, "I am Akira, the Aniki of of Aiko and a very grateful man to your sympathy." He answered the child with slight awe in how young the Asylum inmate was.

"'Twas on a mere whim that I decided to help your family. I'm like what you would call... Compulsive." He said before looking at the doors again, examining for any weak points. "So, tell me my dear followers, how do you suppose we get in?" He asked with a devious smirk.

Kokoro answered first, "We kick the door down?"

Aiko then followed, "Use an explosive?"

Akira hesitated before answering, "We find another way in?" To receive an approving grin from Naruto.

"At least one person here has all their nuts in the right places." He laughed before applying chakra to his feet and walking up the side of the wall. A smirk gracing his features as they grumbled something incoherent before following the crazed youth.

Walking across the roof, somewhat skipping, Naruto found the glass skylight and observed it before doing his infamous, crash through the window. Landing in a crouched position he looked around to see many crates with numbers on them. Eyeing a clipboard on the bench near him he picked it up, noticing that it had the names of many criminals and a number beside said name.

Scrolling through the paperwork he located his name and saw that he was conveniently criminal 666 in the records. Chuckling at the irony he spared no time in locating his crate and yanking the lid off, oblivious to the curious looks of the trio. Laughing with glee at the fact that all his gear was indeed within the crate he quickly adorned his signature coat with his insignia sewn on.

Pulling on his custom gloves and belts he felt more in tune and happy than a few minutes ago, which is saying quite an amount. He gave a wide grin to the trio, "Alrighty then! Almost set to leave this ungrateful gig, jus' gotta pay one final visit to the Teme of Konoha! Meet you all at the gate in... Oh, maybe an hour or so!"

He still hadn't applied his glasgow grin or paint so he looked eerily creepy to the trio, nonetheless they complied knowing he outmatched them in his gear...

Sasuke sat in the Uchiha estates park with a frown gracing his features. The small engravings on the sides of his cheeks had almost faded but still resided as a constant reminder as well as the 'T' scar. In the past month he had tripled his training regime and upped the ante by using weights. Currently he wore a sleeveless black shirt with matching pants and the Uchiha crest on the back. A pair of black bracers adorned his wrists and he also wore Shinobi boots with shin guards.

His pair of Kogatana were strapped on either hip and he had found that tonight was another restless night. He grit his teeth at the memory of that freak making a fool out of him so easily, using mere pocket knives to disarm him. However he did have to thank the freak for giving him an advancement in his training. He looked to the full luminescent moon and applied chakra to his eyes, the crimson red Sharingan activating with a single Tomoe in each eye.

He was now another step closer to defeating his Aniki, one step closer from avenging his clan. He sighed at the thought, was vengeance really the only way to defeat an S-Class murderer? For five whole years now he had worked hard, more so now than ever. Taking every opportunity that presented itself to him for an advancement in power. He had sacrificed his own needs for those that he believed his relatives needed.

Standing up he felt a frighteningly familiar presence land a few metres behind him. Grabbing the hilts of his blades he spun around to face a grinning Naruto. Grinding his teeth he was about to yell before he noticed what the opposing blonde was wearing. He felt the epiphany of realization dawn in his brain, and quickly followed by denial. "The hell are you doing in that outfit, dobe?"

Naruto lost his grin before snapping his fingers, "I knew I forgot something... Ugh, Kuso. Yo, Uchiha-teme. You happen to have any paint on you?" He asked with a smirk as the Uchiha slowly pulled out his blades. Naruto sighed with a sad smiled before flexing the hands at his sides, "I'll take that as a no then."

Sasuke felt a white hot rage boil within him. The dead-last of the academy, the bane of the village the blonde knuckle headed moron, was the cause of the scars on his face. With a restrained roar he leapt forward holding the Kogatana pair in a reverse set of grips. Naruto smirked before flicking his wrist and sidestepping, a glint of twine before Sasuke landed and felt his cheek earn a small nick from the twine.

Naruto cackled before un-slinging his chain and began spinning wildly before calling to Sasuke with a crazed look, "Your reflexes have indeed improved, otherwise I could have torn off your arm in a simple flick of the wrist!" He giggled madly as he aimed the spinning chain at the Uchiha and spun in a wide arc with the blunt weapon. Narrowly missing the Uchihas' legs he bent back to avoid the thrust from the Kogatana, courtesy of an enraged Uchiha with his bloodline active.

Naruto instantly noticed this and commented as he leapt back, "It seems the Teme has gained a few new Tricks as well as me!" Naruto quickly wrapped the chain around his forearm and fist before landing a solid punch to the abdomen. Sasuke grunted as he fell back, having dropped one of his blades in an attempt to evade the chain.

"I'm going to make you pay, dobe!" He screamed as he charged and made a furious set of swipes that never once landed a cut on the grinning blonde.

Leaping back into a tree in a crouched position, Naruto wagged his finger before flicking out a Kunai. "Temper Temper my dear Teme. I see you still don't smile as much, pity cuz I fee like smiling right now!" He called as he brought the Kunai to his mouth, and slowly carved out his glasgow grin, the blood flowing down his face as his grin spread at the horror on Sasukes' face.

Flipping down, Naruto pulled out his Kodachi and charged at Sasuke with a wild glint in his eye. Their blades meeting in wide arcs they tried to overpower one another, and it was clear that Naruto was winning. Leaning in more he giggled at the rage in Sasukes' posture before licking his bloodies lips, "Ya' know Teme, I grow tired of your pitiful attempts to follow a Plan. I'll just ruin it every time for you! And that my dear Uchiha-teme is the punch line of my final Performance for Konoha! Ruining the Uchihas' hold over superiority and introducing some anarchy to the field!"

With that he leapt back with a cackle and snapped his fingers, another deep rumbling was heard all around Konoha as a set pattern of explosions rocked the village into flames, Sarutobi stared out of the Hokage tower in horror at the massive destruction. A birds eye view would show the explosions all lined up to form a grinning chibi face of the Trickster wearing a top-hat.

"And now Uchiha-teme I bid you farewell until we meet next meet!" Cackling he leapt into the air and held out his palm. A shower of Senbon forcing the Uchiha to retreat as Naruto made his escape...

The trio met Naruto at the gate with shock on their faces at the destruction, during his escape, Naruto made a quick stop to his now destroyed apartment and gathered all of his scrolls and provisions, carrying the containment scrolls in a leather satchel bag. Akira was astounded by all the destruction caused by one crazed child and held his awe open for the world.

Naruto strolled past them, "Alrighty then! Let us march into the night and traverse distant lands in the hope of finding an old girl of mine..." He cackled as they followed him, wondering what god had a grudge against them...

You ask me why I never smile. Why I never laugh with joy. Why can I never find happiness in simple things?
Why can't I just be normal?
I laugh.
You say it sounds like a hyena with a throat full of blood.
I frown.

You ask me to feel the energy of life. You say to just open, to let it all in. You say to dance with the wind and listen to the birds music.
I tell you there is no wind. All I hear is sorrow. All I feel is pain.
And you frown.

AN: Chapter three done although I think the brief conflict between Sasuke and Naruto could have went longer... Oh, well can't be a perfectionist! I won't start writing the next chapter until I get some more reviews, although I can guarantee it will be a fair bit longer than all these other chapters.

And I am thinking about getting a Beta for this fic, so any volunteers merely need to send me a PM saying why they want the Job. Auditions close on the 12th of February so any of you helpers out there, get your typing fingers ready.

I bet some of you are wondering just who the hell this girl is that Naruto mentioned? In all honesty I haven't decided yet but it does give some insight as to what will happen later in the fic. I did say I would consider a Shinobi version of Harley Quinn. So who knows what my devious mind might concoct for this fic.

All things aside I hope many of you readers enjoy this fic as much as I do! Again if you want any pictures on the weapons any of the characters have, merely send me a PM and I will respond as quick as possible. Until next time dear viewers!

R&R Zenzeigan

I lock myself in, my palms are sweaty. Your pounding at the door, yet I hear nothing.
Why can't I be normal? I make the incision.
Why can I never find happiness? I drive the blade deep.
Why don't I smile? The door crashes open. How you scream.
I smile.
Oh how I smile, with my new Glasgow Grin.