goddamn this took a long as time to get to. worry not my slaves, for I, PROTOTYPEGEAR, have returned with a new chapter. here's to this shit actually being good...

I own nothing but the OC's in this story. besides tony who was made by a certain skarmory...does that count as my OC or does it count as yours?

meh, here's the chapter.

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF LUKE: SHIT HAPPENS

Konohagakure, the village hidden in the leaves in the land of fire. A shinobi village. Reputed to be the strongest (it's actually Kiri, but don't tell that to anyone from fire country. The patriotic mofo's get pissed easily.). it was home to many legends. Hashirima Senju and Madara uchiha, the three Sannin, the white fang, Kakashi Hatake and Maito Guy, Itachi Uchiha, the red death Uzumaki Kushina and her husband the yellow flash, Minato Namikaze the fourth hokage.

It was a famous and prosperous village that is the birthplace to many legends. It attracted merchants from all over, tourists hoping to catch a sight of one of the hidden leaf's great ninjas, and was the village that had the jinchuriki with the strongest biju.

And it was in mass hysteria.

Because of a certain grey haired, ponytail wearing, cold hearted, sexy looking, and glorious abs holding…

Ahem, getting back on track…

Yeah shit was going down.

"What the fuck am I looking at?" asked one irate Minato Namikaze. As he took a sip of his coffee.

Currently the yondaime and an entourage that consisted of a bunch of nameless Anbu were standing on top of the hokage building. Said building also had an excellent view of the village.

As well as the giant ass ice sculpture that was shaped exactly like a middle finger. And it was suspiciously facing in the direction of the yondaime's office.

"We are already on the job of apprehending the one responsible sir. She should be brought to your office pretty soon." Spoke a beetle masked, Italian accented Anbu.

"She?" questioned a confused blonde.

"It was your daughter. It was reported that she had unsealed a scroll and this…poofed out." Answered a feminine voice that was hidden behind a lamp head.

Realizing just what the hell the female Anbu was wearing the yondaime blinked. Took a sip of his coffee. And seeing no change just shrugged.

When you live in a village that had three Uzumaki pranksters you learned to just deal with the strange. Lest there be a repeat of the tap-dancing shuriken launcher testicaled squirrel turkey that was on fire.

It was delicious.

Seeing as how Anbu was already on the job, Minato deiced to retire to his office to do his paperwork. He really just did it to refill his coffee.

Luke was pissed. No, scratch that. He was furious. Very rarely did anybody ever piss him off this much. The few that did usually ended up in the hospital with a lot of ice induced bruises and or would rock back and forth in the fetal position. But this was a special kind of anger. He was at the breaking point now.

Someone had stolen his shit! Nobody stole from the thief! It just wasn't right! He was the one who pickpocketed other people's wallets, stole couches in the middle of the night, organized heists with his two roommates, and taught children the finer points of thievery.

But someone had to go and steal his giant middle finger ice sculpture made out of nevermeltice!

Which was why he was out at a café drinking tropical ice tea by himself. The establishment itself was called the chiller. And the place did have the effect on him.

He felt pretty chill.

Ever on and on I continue circling with nothing but my hate in a carousal of agony

Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing

And suddenly I see that I can't break free

He began to tune into the song there as he sat in a booth in the corner farthest away from the stage were the girl was singing.

"Have to give it to her, she singes pretty damn well."

Taking a sip of his tropical ice tea that was in a glass cup that Luke could pick up by the handle, he laid his back against the cushion of his booth. Relaxing as he began to turn his full attention to the girl singing on stage.

The café wasn't exactly packed. There were a few shinobi mixed into the 11 civillians that were the patrons of the chiller.

The chiller was Luke's equivalent of Naruto and the Ichuraku's Ramen stand. It was his go-to place. A place he was welcome to. And a place he could relax.

"I know this song…" the ice user murmured.

The girl who was singing was a girl known to many places in the elemental Nations. She was known as Lyra Harp. She came onto the scene three years before Luke was born. Apparently she was both an accomplished Ninja, singer, as well as a dancer.

She had long green hair that came down to the middle of her back and bright light blue eyes that just seemed to radiate playfulness. She had on a black dress that came down to her knees and looked like something one would find in Unova and not the elemental Nations. High-length black stockings, high heels, and a black hairband on her head.

She was also singing bad apple. A song Luke knew from his previous life.

"It couldn't be…no…was I the only one? Or am I just one of the few of an unfortunate string of people forced here for a god's entertainment?"

For some reason Luke felt compelled to go on stage to sing and dance with her. Looking around he noticed that everyone in the audience was shaking a bit, as if in uncertainty of what to do. With a smirk he decided that he would do something that would fall into stupid or nice. "Well if no one has the balls…"

I'm slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity with nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony

To tell me who I am, who I was

Uncertainty enveloping my mind

Till I can't break free and-

Luke appeared behind her and held out his hand for her to take.

"Maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real, but it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel…"

Lyra had to suppress a gasp from the fact that someone else besides her knew this song. Steeling herself, she took his outstretched hand as she picked up the verse.

So I'm tired of all the pain, all the misery inside

And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night

Lyra was now twirling as the two of them danced together to a song with no music.

"You can tell me what to say"

You can tell me where to go

"But I doubt that I would care, and my heart would never know"

If I make another move there'll be no more turning back

"Because everything would change, and it will fade to black"

It was at this point that Luke catched a falling Lyra that he had thrown into the air. Singing the rest of the song as they danced together on the stage in the chiller café.

Eventually the song ended. And the watching eleven people clapped to the little surprise performance that Luke and Lyra put on. Eventually someone else came up with a guitar to give out a performance of their own. With everyone in the café focusing on the new guy with the acoustic guitar Luke and Lyra went over to the booth Luke was originally sitting at.

Ordering some tea for herself, Lyra was the first to break the ice. With a voice that sounded like she was singing, even though she wasn't.

"So you to were dragged here as source of entertainment?"

Luke looked to the side as he sipped some of his tropical ice tea. "Yeah…I got an empty ice block with no ideals to go off of. You?" he shot back.

She adjusted her hair. "I got a melodious voice and a tap-dancing fruitcake."

A ding sound reverberated throughout the café. "So that's why I felt like I should go on stage with you!" he then paused for a minute before chuckling. "So the dancer is a fruity? When you put it like that I think I got off nice and easy with stone cold here!" he exclaimed as he smiled.

Lyra huffed before adding her thoughts. "Well yeah…you're not off your rocker like space virus was when I ran into him."

Luke looked at her with obvious disbelief in his eyes. "Can't be that bad…"

She fixed him with a glare. "He was trying to drink my hair with a spoon."

"…okay yeah. He's a looney."

After that statement the two just relaxed as he listened to the acoustic guy. He was actually pretty good. And if Luke was right he had never played at the chiller before. Looking closer at the guy he stood out a bit.

For one, those musical note earrings looked like they were made out of diamond, they glittered like a diamond too. He had on a purple butler outfit too. Scarf tie thing and everything. His purple and grey pants seemed to only accentuate the whole 'personal servant' feel to him as well. His guitar looked very plain as well. Nothing special, but the music did leave a very calming feel on Luke…

"Hey man, that guy knows how to chiiiiiiilll…"

That's the café owner. He's stoned half the time he's working. Just ignore him.

"That guy…" Luke murmured.

"Hm?" she sipped her tea. "The café owner?"

"The dude high off his ass? No I meant the guitar guy."

Lyra raised an eyebrow at him. "What about him?"

"He's your partner isn't he? It would explain why I've only seen him today. The same day that you strolled into town. He's a chatot ain't he?"

She chuckled at this. "Cat's out of the bag isn't it?"

"It never was." He chuckled back (is that even a thing?). "So what are you exactly doing here?" he said as he raised his glass for it to be refilled. Pretty soon there was a slight gust of wind and the glass disappeared for a second before reappearing in his hands. Completely refilled.

Again, Lyra raised an eyebrow. "Ninja waiters on standby? Must be a D-rank mission."

Shrugging off that display of ninja-ness Lyra began to reply to Luke. "I'm a travelling musician. I go were the wind takes me and my partner. I'm simply trying to enjoy my life here before the shitstorm in five years happens."

Luke picked up on the five years comment and his interest was immediately pricked. "Five years? I thought we had three."

She took another sip before raising her glass. Then her drink was immediately refilled. "I ran into this guy who had stark mountain in him. His Claydol partner told me about the whole time extension thing."

"His partner told you and not himself?"

Lyra immediately began rubbing her shoulder. "Well it was after he had almost killed me and Gilford over there."

Luke had a look of surprise. "Almost killed you? He a bloody psycho or something?"

Lyra fixed Luke with a hard stare. "Have you ever heard of the Iwa nin Toni Yamaguchi?"

"The only thing I know about him is that he has Heatran in him. And you told me that." He then made a motion with his hands. "Do tell fair maiden."

Lyra simply took in a sigh. "well appearance wise- he's pretty tall, long orange hair with gray bangs that make it look like he has horns, it's given him a reputation as the 'horned monster of the demons mountain'."

Luke nodded his head at the information. "Anything that makes him easier to spot? Like preferred clothing?"

She nodded "a gray jacket. It's easy to recognize his handiwork. Just follow the earth spikes, melted bodies, corpses full of steel, charred bodies, and pools of lava."

"Sounds like a brutal kind of guy."

Lyra flinched as if reliving an uncomfortable memory.

Luke took notice of this. "That bad huh?"

"You weren't the one who was literally hugged by him so that his harmful body heat could burn you alive." She snipped back with a bit of venom in her voice.

Now it was Luke's turn to flinch. Seems he had stepped on a painful memory. "Why did he attack you anyway?"

She simply looked away for a second before answering. "It was because I was travelling with some Konoha nin." She whispered.

Looking at her conversation partner, Lyra saw his grave look. "he killed them all, the only reason I was spared was because I had the same 'condition' as him." She said in air quotes.

Luke rubbed his chin in thought. "So he hates Konoha. Big deal, almost all of Iwa hates us tree huggers. What makes him so special?

Again Lyra rubbed her shoulders. "He had…his parents were killed by Konoha nin…" she didn't finish. Because Luke finished for her.

"Right in front of his very eyes I take it?"

She slowly nodded her head.

Luke simply sighed as he took yet another sip of his tea. "This world is fucked up."

"Please good sir, do not use such crass language when in the presence of my mistress." Spoke an English accented guitarist from behind Luke.

Luke immediately turned around. His ninja training demanded of him to do so. Upon seeing who had addressed him his eyes softened. "You're her partner I take it? Good to meet you." He said with a smile as he held out his hand for the human chatot to shake.

Said cutesy was immediately returned with vigor. "Ah, it is nice to see a courteous person such as yourself. But sadly me and my mistress must go if we are to make it on time to our appointment."

Lyra sighed in exasperation. "Is it time already? I thought we would have more time to talk Luke."

Said teenager simply shacked his hands in front of him. "It's alright; I just came here to blow off steam. Which I did thanks to you Lyra."

"Well if that's the case…" she reached into a hidden pocket in her dress. Pulling her hand out she handed Luke a card. "That's my business card. Call me up if you need me."

The card receiver simply smiled. And then smirked "I'll be sure to call you up if I need help with any of my heists."

Lyra then turned to face her partner "Gilford, meet me at the place of our appointment. I'll catch up. It was nice meeting a normal legend container for once."

"Yes ojou-sama!" he replied happily, and then ran up the stairs and out the doors with haste.

Luke chuckled at the sight. "he's very enthusiastic about serving you ain't he?

Lyra in turn had a smile that had a hint of mirth to it. "Indeed, well I must be going now." And she then turned to leave, flashing one last smile towards Luke.

"Good luck on your travels Lyra."

"And may good fortune fall upon you Luke." And with that the ice user simply sat back down in his booth. Getting yet another refill of his tropical ice tea.

It would be a little while later that Luke and everyone would hear an echo of "YOOOOOOOOUUUUTH" accompanied by a bright flash of light that shined through the windows.

Thankfully however, the chill environment of the café protected everyone inside of it. And thus the wave of pure youth energy passed them by.

The village on the other hand…

"What the fuck am I looking at?" questioned one confused Luke Unova, who had poked his head out of the front door of the café. As everyone inside the café was wearing, for some reason, bright green jumpsuits, and orange leg warmers.

Said people's reaction to the sudden wardrobe change ranged from horrified, confused, fetal position, and strangely enough, taking it in stride.

With a smile no less.

Luke decided that he hadn't had enough tea to drink and promptly went back inside.

It was now mid-afternoon. The guy outfits were now nowhere to be seen except on the fashion disasters himself and his mini-me. The giant ice sculpture in the shape of a middle finger was now gone. The village was now in the throes of its business hours.

Ninjas were hopping about, performing their missions. Genins were doing D-ranks, merchants were hailing passerby folks to browse their wares, screams could be heard from the T&I department, the hokage could be seen battling his eternal enemy, and the entirety of squad seven were in different locations.

For one, Athena was out sparing against Hayate Gecko, Naruto was having his clones do the entirety of the teams D-ranks, and Luke...

…Luke was sparring against Uzumaki-Namikaze Aiko.

It was training ground 11. Also known as the wasteland of the leaf. A training ground made slowly to train the survival abilities of those that dared to enter it. It was nothing but rock, dirt, and sand. With a few crevices and indentions in the ground. There were no trees, no grass, and no water. Completely and utterly lifeless.

And it was here that a fight was going on between Luke Unova and Aiko Namikaze-Uzumaki.

A clash reverberated in the training ground as Aiko's sword clashed with Luke's ice claymore. To Aiko it was an odd blade that was obviously designed with power in mind. So why was her opponent swinging it around like it was a fart in the wind? A sword that size should be heavy, not light as a feather.

Due to how she reinforced chakra into her blade, the two swords bounced. Blocking a downward slice from Luke, the dance of blades began anew.

Breeze sweeping across the meadow encountered frigid teeth of the howling wind.

Lance of the cold truth met the ascending gale of the north.

Cleaving edge of vengeance clashed with the thunderstorm of the west.

And the demons fang blocked the arrows of the misty peaks.

Abandoning the fight between Aiko's sword versus his arsenal of ice weapons, Luke charged forward to engage in a round of fisticuffs.

Grabbing his outstretched arm before landing six consecutive punches to Luke's gut, Aiko's eyes widened in surprise when her hand became incredibly cold.

Seeing her hand frozen around Luke's arm, Aiko hesitated to continue her beat down in her shock. This lapse in judgement was enough for Luke to turn the tables as he slammed his head into Aiko's.

Staggering back and holding her head in pain from the brutal ice-reinforced headbut, Aiko was too late to see Luke grab her head before he slammed it into his knee, before grabbing her head again, and throwing it at a nearby boulder.

While flying through the air, Aiko channeled fire charka into her hand to thaw it out, which it did just before she flipped mid-air, planted her feat, and used a wind Jutsu to send an approaching Luke hurtling away.

Channeling Chakra into her feet, Aiko burst forward with her chakra-enhanced speed. Luke, seeing the rapidly approaching Aiko, sent a blast of ice out of his hand towards Aiko as he was still in the air.

But his ice blast was for naught as Aiko dodged his ice blast, channeled fire chakra into her hand, and grabbed Luke mid-air, and judo throwed him.

Luke cursed as he was judo thrown into a boulder from the banged up form of Aiko. Not that he was much better. For one, his clothes were torn, and he sported a few bruises as well.

Rolling up and into his fighting stance to avoid a painful looking axe-kick from the Hokage's daughter, Luke began to form a dagger made from ice.

He sprinted towards the redhead with his hand low for an upward slice, that would have hit if the Uzumaki didn't unseal a dagger from the palm of her hand and used it to block her opponents knife.

Jumping back from the clash Luke pulled out a shuriken from his holster, and froze it, making it look like a fuma shuriken before he threw it mid-air towards the redhead who had tried to follow after him.

Cursing her impatience, Aiko brought her armguards up to protect her from the deadly projectile, which exploded when it made contact with her defense, which in turn through her arms to the sides, making her open to an attack.

Which Luke had already capitalized on, seeing as how he had planted his foot in her stomach just after her guard became open, sending her flying.

Flipping around mid-air Aiko planted her feet on the ground before springing back towards the now charging Luke with a fist enhanced with earth chakra to hammer him.

When her fist smashed into Luke it revealed that he was nothing but an ice puppet. Immediately putting her sensory skills to use, Aiko tried to search for the grey haired lad. Sensing him come up to her back she blocked his roundhouse kick with left arm.

Upon impact Aiko grabbed his outstretched leg and threw him towards a nearby boulder.

"Would you stop throwing me you fuckin chuckster!?" Luke cried as he created an ice sword to stab into the ground to help break his fall.

"Fuck no!" was the simple, yet eloquent reply from the heiress to the Uzumaki clan as she began to create a rasengan with the help of a clone.

Getting to his feet, Luke saw the technique that Aiko was about to charge at him with. With a smirk Luke outstretched him arm, his hand in a karate chop formation. Focusing his power, Luke began to make ice grow out of his wrist and formed around his hand, shaping it into a conical figure. Except for a few thing.

It was a cone that had an incredibly sharp point and greaves that began in multiple areas in its base that spiraled towards the top of the cone and met up with its fellow indentions.

Gazing at his handiwork Luke looked over his personal technique before he made it start to spin, much like Aiko's rasengan was spinning.

Luke had made a drill out of ice. Seems simple no? It's not. This technique was the result of years spent mastering his power. It was a technique that, when finished, would combine both the power he inherited form Kyreum, and his chakra. The technique had three steps, with the last two involving chakra. Luke was only using step one of the technique. But step one was enough for its first ever live combat experience.

Just as Aiko's rasengan was making a whirling sound, so too was Luke's personal move. Eyes locking, the two of them began to charge towards each other.

"Rasengan!" came the cry from Aiko.

"BREAKER!" came the shout from Luke at the same time.

And then the techniques met.

Spiraling sphere met spiraling drill.

A technique designed to rip apart its target, and the other designed to pierce its victim.

The result? An explosion of power that nocked one of the combatants away.

Gazing up from her downed position, Aiko saw Luke's outstretched form. His arm thrusted forward for the thrust, his legs bent to better hold his ground, and his eyes locked onto her beaten body. With a smirk, Luke said only one sentence.

"I win."

And for the first time in her fourteen years of line, Uzumaki-Namikaze Aiko tasted a new flavor of defeat. The bitter flavor.

For she had lost a fight that her team was cheering on for her to win.

In all her spars with Sasuke and all the others she spared with, all of her losses taught her a lesson. There was no lesson to be had here. Luke Unova had defeated her strongest technique with one of his. A technique he had created himself. Even her rasengan was made by someone else, her father to be exact. The only other technique that was like the rasengan was the chidori, and that was made by her Kakashi nii-san.

Even with her best technique she had lost.

And this loss would fuel her desire to grow stronger.

One hour before the fight started

It was at the bridge just over in the residential district, the one that was over a river. Surrounding the river was an abundance of trees, grass and flowers. It was a local tourist hot spot due to it being the very location that Mito Uzumaki and Hashirima Senju were married.

It was also the location of a meeting between teams seven and eleven (hey that rhymes!).

Sasuke Uchiha and Sakura Haruno seemed to be eyeing their jonin sensei with what seemed to be fear. Granted they were covered in bandages and bruises. And cuts. And Kushina seemed to be sporting a smirk that just sent chills down the spine.

Team seven, for the most part, except for Naruto; he was eying Kushina with the same amount, if not more, of fear as the two non-Uzumaki members of team eleven.

Then again, she was his mother.

Oh, and Kakashi was reading his porn. Good stuff right there. An absolute work of art.

"So it's that time eh Kushina nee-chan?" spoke Kakashi with an eye smile.

Kushina returned his eye smile with a smirk. "Yes it is. Which one of these kids have you got to represent your team?"

A page turned. "Well, while it would be interesting to see show you how far your nephew has progressed…I'm going to have to go with Luke on this one."

Ah yes, the official explanation for why an Uzumaki like Naruto looked like the yondaime. The populace was told that a relative of Minato's had a kid with a relative of Kushina's. giving him both the Namikaze family genes as well as the Uzumaki family's chakra supplies and stamina. It got people to shut up about him being the son of the yellow flash, and it served to (somewhat protect him from iwa assassins.

"Well, I'm going to have to go with my adorable little ball of mayhem for this little bet." Replied the red death.

It was here that Sakura Haruno spoke up. "Kushina-sensei what are you talking about? And what's this about picking one of us and the pervert choosing one of his students?"

It was Kakashi that replied. "Well you see pinkie, this is the first time that I've ever taken a gennin team." He left off there for Luke to pick up from.

"And this is a bet that was made a long time ago…" he trailed off…

…and Athena said "between both your teacher and ours were they would pit one of their students against each other…"

And finally Naruto finished off "and now is the time to see whose teachings are better, your teacher's, or ours?"

It was then that Kushina's eyes became dollar signs "and this has a crapton of money riding on it! So you better win and make your momma loaded Aiko!"

It was here that Aiko stepped forward. She was wearing a bright yellow kimono that had metal engraved into the silk, so as to make it more durable (don't ask how that works, it ninja magic), she had on yellow stockings that also had the same ninja magic engraved chakra conductive metal, leather Greta sandal, silk gloves that were engraved with chakra conductive metal (not fingerless), her red hair was done in a ponytail that branched down her back and shoulders, and she had a smirk on her face on face as she walked up to Luke.

"You're going down ya know? I've been trained by 4 S-class nins and I've never lost a fight when its mattered. And this one matters."

Luke fixed her with a bored look, a look that was quite similar to Kakashi's look. "And this one matters…why?"

The daughter of the yellow flash only looked at him in the eye. "Because I have people counting on me to win."

Luke only retuned her gaze with a narrowing of the eyes, before the softened and he adopted a smirking face. "Tell ya what…I'll give you home field advantage as long as it's only our teachers that watch us fight. Sound like a fair deal?"

Now as someone who was raised to fight with honor, Aiko would reject the idea of giving herself an advantage like that. But she was a ninja; ninja's didn't fight with honor. And her mother was counting on her to show Kakashi that she was the better teacher.

The choice was obvious.

"Mother, I take it you have no objections to this deal?"

"Whatever floats your boat."

And like that the stage was set.

Turning to his teacher, he asked him a question. "Chief, who's currently making a buck right now?"

Kakashi, who was sitting on a boulder, watching the fight with his sharingan to better remember how to help his student improve, eye smiled. "Well…it was just me and Guy that bet on you. All the other 48 jonin who tagged into this…well suffice to see there are going to be a lot of crying wallets today."

And cry they did. For across all of Konoha one could a bunch of tiny, high pitched screams coming from multiple people's pockets. Said owners of those crying wallets knew what such an event like this meant.

They had bet on the wrong team.

Back at training ground eleven Kushina could be seen on the ground crying as she wailed two words.

"MY MONEY!"

Scrambling up from her downed position, Aiko fixed a glare at Luke. "You…I won't forget this."

Luke only smiled wistfully. "Aren't you taking this a bit too seriously? Maybe you should stop by this café I know. It could really help you…chill."

Kakashi joined in. "Ah yes, I know thee place your talking about." He eye smiled. "Whatda say to getting the entire team over there and celebrating? Tea's on me."

Luke's eyes sparkled. "You mean it chief!"

Kakashi patted his head. "Believe it."

Over in another dimension were Naruto had that shit catchphrase, he sneezed.

Kushina felt a hand poke her shoulder. Head whipping around she saw that it was an eye smiling Kakashi. He then pointed to the pocket that contained her wallet. "Cough it up." Was all he said.

Crying on the outside, and depressed on the inside, Kushina grabbed her wallet, and took out all her cash, then put it in Kakashi's hand.

Said jonin simply chuckled and said "another happy customer." Before he went to walk away with Luke in tow to celebrate his victory.

Later minato learned that he would have to be the one buying groceries for a little while. Because even though Kushina gave Kakashi everything she had, she still owed him money.

And a Hatake never forgets.

Or at least those with a magic eye that gave them the ability to remember everything they see never forgets. But you get the point.

On the way back Kakashi questioned Luke about his new technique.

It was in the middle of game of poker between team seven at the chiller that he popped the question.

"Well to elaborate…it takes the spiny force of the rasengan and the thrusting power of your chidori, and combines them into one technique while using my special ice as a medium."

Naruto put down a seven flush. "So it's a move that only you can use because of Kyreum's ice yeah?"

Despite the fact that he was seething over losing half the money he got from Kushina, Kakashi couldn't help but be curious. "What do you mean by Kyreum's ice?"

Reshuffling the deck, Luke answered the question with a half-truth. "It's a contract that I accidentally made with an spirit dragon." He sighed. "In exchange for the power of the spirit dragon Kyreum, I would give up something."

Kakashi rose an eyebrow. "What did you give up?"

It was Athena who answered him. "We don't know. And that's what worries us…"

Kakashi, seeing that he wouldn't get anything more deiced to drop the subjects. Can't get his students to trust him if he forces them to fork over all that they know. And so the next game began.

That day. Before going to bed, Luke would look at the photo of his team and their teacher. In the photo the three of them had a blade outstretched into the middle to form an x with a line going through the center vertically. Naruto was on the right sporting a fox grin as he bent his hand so that his water blade (it looked like a scimitar) was pointing diagonally towards the ground. Luke was giving the camera a two fingered salute as he pointed his ice blade (it looked like a Scottish claymore) diagonally towards the center from the right. And in the middle was Athena as she sported a genuine smile as she had both of her hands on the hilt of her katana, which was planted in the ground. And Kakashi in the back had his left hand on Athena's shoulder and the other in his pocket as he eye smiled at the camera.

Smiling at the scene of their picture Luke felt a presence brush against his mind. Turning towards the mirror he saw the visage of Kyreum looking at him in the eyes.

They ice dragon simply stated two sentence before his image was replaced with Luke's reflection. "Body and mind is ready, I will instruct you on my brand of ice. But for now rest, I will teach you starting tomorrow…"

Seeing his eye shine for a minute Luke began to feel really tired all of sudden.

Well more tired than he was after the day was over.

Climbing into bed, Luke would later claim was the best rest he ever had. But for now this chapter in the journey of our three heroes comes to an end.

EXTRA: THE YOUTHSPLOSION

"GUY SENSEI! LOUNDRED!"

"LEE! LOUNDRED!"

"GUY-SENSEI! LEE!"

"YOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUTH!"

A bright flash of light later and there was a spandex wearing Exploud in place of Loundred. And everyone in the village was wearing green spandex.

"GUY-SENSEI! LEE!"

"LEE! EXPLOUD!"

"EXPLOUD! GUY-SENSEI!"

And this went for about two hours. The three hideous spandex monstrosities hugging and exclaiming each other's names. As a waterfall of epic proportions appeared behind them. Bathing all who were present in the springtime of youth.

Poor baby Manaphy, who the now Exploud was babysitting, was traumatized and Naruto had to get about 15 different Yamanakas to work together to seal off the memory.

Neji hyuga took the brunt of the youthsplosion, and as such…let's just say there were lingering effects.

Orange leg warmers.

And poor Tenten, who used her own body to help shield baby Manaphy was never the same ever again.

For she had begun to wear the horrid green spandex. Said it was form fitting and great for combat. But one does wonder…

IM BACK FROM THE BRINK, FROM THE CUT, FROM THE CIFF!

FUCK MY SCHEDUALE.

Seriously. Mondays, wensdays, and Fridays are cool. But o literally have no time on Tuesdays and Thursdays. But yeah.

What should I call these guys? You know, people like Luke, Lyra, and Toni? Seriously I need a good name.

Tell me what ya think, was the fight good? Was the writing terrible? What areas do I need to improve in? Feedback is appreciated.

As long as you are courteous, kind, respectable, and have a lot of money.

Mostly money.

And because someone requested a list of all the Pokémon and who's squad they belong in:

Luke: Fletchinder, frogadier, Exploud, and mystery Pokémon X

Athena: Scyther, Lopunny, Meditite, Spiritomb

Naruto: Manaphy, Vulpix, and the evolved form of Dieno (forgot its name).

Drink Dr. Pepper and live life!