(I have a feeling to change the title, maybe, maybe not. Anyway, this will be an episodic series. So far I've written out the first two seasons in a timeline, each "season" is ten chapters in length maybe more, it depends how far in depth I want to get into the world.

This will be an epic length story, and my definition of epic length is like with Perfect Time and Silent Moon. At a minimum, you're looking at the possibility of having 500k in words, perhaps closer to 700k in this story.

I've begone taking older stories of mine, combining them, and the results so far have been Silent Moon (A combination of One Last Time and various others.) Perfect Time (One Last Time, Aurora, and Seishin.) and this one (A Family, Son of The Demoness, and Guardian.)

Now bear in mind just because I used a mix of these stories, it doesn't mean that plot points in those will be the same as this one. So, don't expect anything, but speculate on everything!

As of right now, I am compiling a list of chapter names and I want people (yes you people.) to shoot some story name ideas to me. (I know I'm lazy.)

Those I like will get put into a poll for all to vote on.

Cheers

-Blazeraptor54/Chris.

P.S the art on Silent Moon was done by an artist (jfisherjr1009) I'm planning to have to make a title card for this series as well, and maybe even Perfect Time…that or I'll just go on google and look for something that's old and form-fitting…I never claimed I was innocent…)

Anko's snoring was obscene as she laid sprawled out on the couch, her horse was tied outside to where Naruto could see it in the window. The blonde had come back with some rabbit and had begun to cook it with a mix of wild spices he had found throughout the forest.

Naruto focused on the crackling of meet in a frying pan as he added some vegetables he had gotten from the market the other day, stirring the mixture of lettuce leaves and corn as he turned the heat down on the stove.

Taking the two large pieces of rabbit meet out of the pan, Naruto yawns as he prepared the plates with plastic silverware and all. He looked in his fridge, finding some orange soda and such, as well as homemade tea from wild tea leaves that grew throughout the area.

Naruto made her a glass of tea while getting the rest of the soda into a glass, set the table up, and walked over toward Anko.

"Anko," Naruto calls as he nudged her with his hand, "drunk lady…hello."

"Mm, what, what you won't pipsqueak?" Anko murmurs as she yawns and looked at the child, "no seriously, I was enjoying my nap…what time is it?"

"You've been asleep since this morning, it's about six o'clock." Naruto tells as he rubbed the back of his head, "dinner is ready."

She sniffed the air and got up as she followed Naruto into the kitchen, noting the pictures throughout the house of a man in a wheelchair and a child next to him. Minato Namikaze must've gotten a good pension for him to have kept a child by himself throughout the time he was alive and possibly riddled with cancer.

Shame, she wanted to duel him.

She looked at the plate he had sat up, wincing at the greasy food, but sighed as she sat down and got ready to eat the rabbit meat that was presented to her. Naruto clapped his hands together, smiling as he spoke in silence before taking the first bite out of the rabbit.

"Mm, not bad," Naruto tells her as he swallowed the first piece. "I've been learning to cook since dad passed, I don't think I'm too terrible at it."

Anko looked at it, then at him, it really wasn't bad she just didn't like greasy food. However, beggars couldn't be choosers and she took a deep breath before taking a piece of it into her mouth. Her face turned red slightly, she then gave a dry cough.

"Wow, this is spicy, woo!" Anko hollers as she took a deep breath, "damn spicy."

"I know, I used cinnamon and some peppers in the mix of the vegetables while cutting them open and letting their juices flow on it. I love spicy foods, I've been trying to get a ghost pepper and try my hand out in salsa…so…far…no dice." Naruto said as he started to sneeze and ended up sneezing loudly as some pepper got in his nose, "sorry."

She looked at the tea sitting at her table, she sighed before taking a drink of it, she hummed at the taste. She never really liked tea, but this wasn't half bad, she looked at him while he took a drink of his orange soda and smiled.

Nodding, Anko took a moment to look at the photos on the wall, "so it was just you and your pops?"

"Yeah," Naruto replied to her question as he took a deep breath, "was just me and him."

The woman nodded, sighing, "I'm sorry…really I am."

"It is fine, I mean, we all gotta go at some point, right? My dad went peacefully at least, I've been taking care of the house ever since." Naruto told her as he gets up from the table and walks over to refill his glass with water.

He sat back down, sipping on it as he took the cold liquid into his mouth, and gave heart filled and contented sigh. The blonde looked around the kitchen, noting the lack of color in the walls, and the general cleanliness he had kept it at for the last two years since his father died.

His blonde hair was shoulder length, spikey, a spitting image of his father in many ways except for his face and Faunus trait.

Anko finished off he rabbit relatively quickly, enjoying the spice to it as she continued to eat it, "you've got a knack for cooking young man."

"Thanks," Naruto thanked her as he smiles brightly, a dumb child's smile that bore all the innocence of the world in it.

She chuckled at it, watching as the blonde began to quickly finish his rabbit, he got back up from the table after he was done and donned an apron before grabbing the dirty dishes. He then walked over to the sink, using some regular anti-bacterial soap, and a happy whistle, he began to wash the dishes.

"So, you've lived here by yourself, no one else?" Anko inquired, stunned to think an eleven-year-old boy could even handle themselves.

Made more impressive by his own skillset since he claimed he could track deer for three miles, which was incredible, but rather sad at the same time since it meant he had to hunt for most of his food. It wasn't that she didn't like hunting, she loved it, she just thought for a tween to be living on their own was a big risk factor.

"Busan didn't take kindly to my father when he first moved in, apparently when mom was pregnant with me they used to write slurs on her doors at night, Humanity First has a real strong backing here…ever heard of them?" Naruto asks as he finished the dishes up before jumping on the counter to put them in the cupboard above.

Naruto then grunts as he gets down, "I personally think they're just a buncha mean bullies who need to be decked in the schnoz."

Anko blinked at that, she then leaned back in the chair laughing her head off, snorting while she laughed. "Schnoz…that's a funny word…"

"What my dad taught me, you hit bullies in the nose and they usually run away, I am right handed but my dad said I had a mean left hook like my mother!" Naruto held his left arm up while gripping, displaying the obviously undeveloped muscle he thought he had.

"Say, in some of these pictures I saw a sword with your father, where is it by chance?" Anko questions him as she noted the blonde's sudden change in demeanor, "what?"

"You're aren't just being nice to me to get my dad's sacred treasure are you, my dad's sword was precious to him, it was handed down from his father to his father's father. I've practiced with it, but I'm terrible, really terrible!" Naruto whines slightly as he held his head low, "and it does this weird glow thingy like yours did when I try to pull it out of its scabbard."

"Really stupid question here kid, did it let you?" Anko continued to inquire as she feigned ignorance to the significance of the sword and the wielder.

"Um, yeah it did, it was weird to…like it hummed." Naruto admitted as he rubbed the back of his head, "hey…wait a minute how would you know about that?"

"Oh, because my sword is the same way, its scabbard is protected by a magical seal that keeps someone who isn't the designated wielder from using my blade." Anko tells Naruto as she walked toward the couch and grabbed her blade before walking back over to him, "see the glow?"

Naruto looked at the scabbard, it had a purple glow over the entire sheath in a sort of runic symbols, with what appeared to be a snake crest in the middle of them. His father's sword had very similar looking runes and even the position of the crest.

However, the crest was of a fox rather than a snake.

"Ma-magic, please, magic isn't real!" Naruto scoffed at the idea of it, "I mean seriously I may be a kid, but give me some credit here. Nothing but babies believe in that mumbo jumbo anyway."

Anko rolls her eyes, "if that's the case, remove my blade then."

Naruto met her eyes, ocean meeting chocolate, he then reached out and grabbed the hilt of the blade before pulling hard. She chuckled when he jerked his arm several times, then grabbing with both arms, grunting childishly while gritting his teeth.

He gripped while facing away from it before trying to run, only to find himself quickly sliding on the wooden floor with his buttocks when his hands gave way on their grip. Looked at the sword, then to Anko, and then watches chuckle.

"You're doing something," Naruto accuses her as he held out his hands, "hand me it."

Anko looked at him, then her blade, shrugging as she tossed it over to him. He to it to his side, attempting to remove it like a regular blade, only to find that it was stuck. She snorted, watching him flail his little limbs in various attempts to remove the sword.

He growls as he then looked over the scabbard, "there's gotta be a lock on this thing!"

Naruto searched over it, finding no such device, then he looked at the tightly compacted scabbard which seemed to conform perfectly to the sword so there was no exact viewpoint on the inside. He glared at it, he then glared at her as she started laughing.

"It's not funny, I know how to get a sword out of the scabbard!" Naruto yells as he made it jingle with each pull.

Anko watches this, the comedy of it all was spectacular, he was tenacious at the very least she'd give him that. Finally, Naruto yells as he threw the sword back at her, to which she easily caught with a dumb smile on her face from the laughing she did.

He points at her accusingly, "you've got a trick to removing, don't you?!"

"Yeah, its called magic, and I'm the only one who can unless I designate you to do so." Anko answers him with a nonchalant wave of her hand, "you never stood a chance small fry."

"Hey!" Naruto complains, "I'm not small, I just haven't hit a growth spurt yet!"

Anko just rolled her eyes, "well until you get to be taller than three foot whatever, your nickname is short stack or small fry…take your pick~"

The blonde grimaced as he rubbed his head mumbling as he tried to figure out which one was the better nickname. Taking a moment to think it out, Naruto sighed and looked at Anko with a deep frown.

"Short stack," Naruto told her, and he lowered his head, "yay…"

"Oh, wait you're named after a topping, ooh~" Anko then got up and declared while pointing at him, "I'll call you Fishcake!"

"Eh?!" Naruto yelps as he looked at her, "but I'm not named after a food topping!"

"Yeah you are, Naruto, Narutomaki, it's a fish topping on ramen." Anko told him as she then points out, "and your last name is Uzu-Maki."

His right eye twitches as he held up his fist, it had a strange little tick mark on it that seemed to pulsate, "Grrr…I'm not a fish! I'm named after a mighty whirlpool in the bay of Hollow Trees. Us Mistralians called it Naruto, thusly, I'm Naruto!"

She blew raspberries as she rolled her eyes, "yeah, whatever Fishcake."

"Man…" Naruto groans as he crossed his arms, "what a bummer!"

Shinobi of the new age!
Chapter two: Busan Snake Party.

Naruto was standing outside on the street of Busan, he had wanted to show Anko around, but she wasn't exactly taking too kindly to the villager's stares at the blonde. Some even whispering, finally, she sighed and watches him continue walking with a smile on his face.

"Do you always hide behind that dumb smile kiddo?" Anko questioned internally as she and him around the corner to a small noodle shop, "noodles?"

"Yeah, I usually sell Teuichi any deer meat I get, I got like…four nice bodies in the freezer shed outback." Naruto tells her.

"Oh," Anko rubbed the back of her head with a dumb smile as she guided Maki along. "I see then."

"Yeah, its how I make money, and the leather I use is for like a makeshift leather armor I'm making, I don't know how to dye too well though. Learning it as I go, so far I got the chest piece made." Naruto tells her as he pulled out his scroll, but for some reason, it said "Welcome Minato" on the screen.

It would make sense for the boy to use his father's scroll.

She looked at the deer hanging up, all them cleaned and gutted, "so what do you do with the guts?"

"Oh, the guts, I cut them up and use them for fish bait." Naruto tells her as takes the scroll back, "Catfish are large in The Busan River, which what the name of my village gets named from."

"Hmm, what's the biggest one you caught?" Anko teasingly questions as she rubbed the back of her head.

"Fifteen-pound catfish, every bit as big as me!" Naruto excitedly stated, smiling that same dumb smile from earlier.

Naruto then sighed, "my dad taught me a lot when he was in a wheelchair, he even made books on survival just for me…"

"Yet didn't write you a book for practicing swordplay," Anko shrugs as she spoke, "guess he wanted you to be a humble outdoorsman."

"Outdoors…what now?" Naruto questioned, "is that even a word."

Anko groaned, pinching her nose, "it means someone who loves the woods."

"Oh, and then yes, I am that. But, I don't want to just be here, I want to become a Huntsman like my father. I want to fight Grimm, I want to fight bad people, like bandits and stuff!" Naruto excitedly states as he looked up into the clouds, "I want to be able to run faster than wind and move quicker than lightning."

Anko chuckles, "so you want to be a storm?"

"Yes!" Naruto shouted loudly as his tail wagged, "that's what I want to be. Naruto Uzumaki, The Maelstrom Huntsman!"

The boy's cheery nature was infectious as she patted his head and ruffled his hair, the woman stops as they come to a small little StreetSide restaurant and they entered it at Naruto's behest. The two come to face an elderly man with a balding hairline and his young daughter with long chocolate brown hair and dark brown eyes.

"Ayame, Old Man Teuichi, I brought a friend!" Naruto points toward Anko as he speaks with mirth, "and she's a Huntress!"

Ayame looked at the woman, smiling with a polite bow, "welcome to Ichiraku. I hope Naruto here hasn't been talking your head off, oh, you can't let your horse under the flaps miss."

The horse whines a little bit, backing away as if it perfectly understood, and Anko laughed. "Good boy, Maki."

"So, Naruto, how was hunting this week?" Teuichi inquires as he sets up a bowl of miso ramen for the little boy, "this one's on the house by the way."

"Oh, cool, thanks old man!" Naruto watches as the bowl slides toward him and smiles as he takes the chopsticks and spun them around before slurping down the noodles.

Teuichi turned to the woman that was accompanying him, "a huntress eh? We don't get many of your cloth around this area, we're not exactly overflowing with Grimm. Busan's local guardsmen usually keep the area around us pretty clear."

"Well, they missed a few good sized Beowulfs the other day, along with a King Taijitu." Anko tells the father and daughter pair, "and little Naruto here was brave enough to try and help me out."

"Naruto!" Ayame chastised the boy, "you've could've been killed."

"I'm fine Ayame, really, Anko here killed them all with one slash of her sword each," Naruto mimicked the movements with the chopsticks, "it was totally awesome!"

"I was awesome wasn't I," Anko then laughs boisterously. "he says he's terrible at swordplay."

"What," Ayame looked incredulously at Naruto, "it's not nice to lie, Naruto."

"But, I'm not, I really do suck…everyone laughs at me when I try practicing at Guards' training grounds. Always telling me that an animal has no business holding a blade, that I'll never be able to get a simple move down." Naruto went on and on as he pointed out his faults, "they said I couldn't even properly thrust my dad's sword."

"Proper…thrust…" Anko couldn't as she laughs, slamming the bar-like table in front of her, "you just stab forward Naruto. Jeez, it is not rocket science, although methodology to the madness can be, they're lying to you, Fishcake."

"Please don't call me that in front of them…" Naruto blushes in embarrassment.

Ayame had just met Anko, and she chuckled, "it is a rather cute and accurate nickname."

"No, it's not, I'm not named after a stinking Fishcake," Naruto said as he ironically popped a Narutomaki into his mouth.

"You need to stop eating yourself," Teuichi pointed at Naruto, who looked at him with a glare.

The blond grumbled, "whatever…darn…old man…and drunk swordsmen…"

"Were you drunk," Ayame looked at Anko, "Ms.…Anko right?"

"Yep, and yep, like a skunk in rain. I work better when I'm drunk, but I'm not half bad sober, besides little Naruto here is brave for an eleven-year-old. Standing up to those big bad Beowulfs, and even throwing a knife into that eye of the King Taijitu." Anko praises, and then got a sly smirk on her face, "even if he did wet himself."

"What, no I didn't I swear, she's lying!" Naruto screams out as his face turned cherry red, "Anko!"

She laughs as she heard her horse whine, "I'll get you some water in a minute Maki, spoiled horse."

"I know this may sound rude but knowing Naruto here he probably let you eat and drink what he had in his home. So, I think you should settle the debt, I'm not accusing you or anything." Ayame told Anko as they got ready for the customer rush.

Anko nodded, then looked outside as she saw a raised platform in the village center, "what's the platform used for?"

"Oh, that rickety old thing, mostly for plays we have every year." Teuichi says as he shrugs, "don't know why you'd have an interest in it."

"Yeah, I really need to get back home anyway Ms. Mitarashi, I need to get the deer here to Teuichi for my payment." Naruto bowed politely as he looked at the old man, "thank you for the ramen!"

"No problem," Teuichi gave Naruto a thumb's up.

As he left the StreetSide restaurant, Anko suddenly appears in front of him, "hey Fishcake."

"Y-yeah," Naruto looked up at her, "that still kind of startles how fast you are."

"Oh, I know, but do me a favor when you bring those deer back…get your dad's sword too." Anko requests as she looked at the blonde boy with a cheerful smile.

'Um, why?" Naruto questioned, "I'm not going to sell it to you…"

"Oh, I know, but I just want you to bring it. C'mon, do it for me, eh?" Anko pressures him, watching crack, and then he nodded with a smile.

"Alright, but I need a promise you won't try to swindle me!" Naruto points at her, "please…?"

"Promise, cross my heart and hope to die." Anko promises him as she held out her pinky, "pinky promise even."

Naruto wrapped his pinky around hers, "alright then, deal!"

A half an hour passed by, Anko nodded to herself, deciding that it was time to see if Naruto was really lying or if he was being honest. She walked around before looking at the old rickety stage, she determined that it was at least twenty by thirty, thirty feet wide, twenty feet long, a nice sized stage.

She looked around the area, finding several abandoned piles of wood scrap, some it being really thick boards that could be used for footholds somewhat. She looked at Maki, tying him near the stage, and then walking over toward a wooden plank.

It was thick enough in her opinion for someone stand on if it was standing straight up, it was about five long anyway, and at least part of that would be buried in the ground. She walked over to the stage, finding a nice spot just in front of it before slamming the piece of wood down in the ground.

Loud enough to attract people's attention.

She then hopped up, standing up on it, checking to see if it was stable. She smiled as she deemed it so, so the show was ready to start as people stopped what they were doing and looking at her.

"Hear ye all women, gents and soldiers alike! I am The Great Anko Mitarashi, the best damn swordswoman in all of Remnant! I come offering a challenge, I dare you all to take me up on it, for four minutes I request that if you're capable that you'd be willing to step on this stage and duel me." Anko waves her hand toward the same rickety old stage Teuichi had been talking about as she speaks, "and if someone defeats me or lasts the full four minutes."

Reaching into her cloak, where kept her little money purse, she pulled out three golden tales. Each tale was worth easily, give or take a few liens, three thousand liens each. The crowd suddenly dropped what they were doing, running over toward her, surrounding the stage as she hops down.

She even noted many of the guardsmen walking over, if nothing else to provide security, she looked at the crowd, and then she frowned when she hadn't seen Naruto yet. Rolling her eyes, she then took her sword out.

It was inciting some oohs and ahs from the crowd, they were enchanted by the beautiful blade of the chokuto named Kusanagi. She slung it around for a moment, and then looked at a guard as he came up toward the stage.

Holding her hand up, stopping him in his movements, "you can't come up that way to face me. See the thick piece of wood I was standing on?"

"Yeah, what about it?" The guard questioned.

"Simple," Anko hopped from the stage on to the wood and then hopped back as she explained with a pose, "you've got to jump from there to here like I just did."

"Pfft, piece of cake!" The guard walked over to the piece of wood, hopping up and easily getting on top of it.

The guard then declared himself as he stood on the wood, "I am Portokáli Petra, I am gonna beat you!"

Anko rolls her eyes, "sure, and what type of sword do you have?"

"I have a lovely little Xiphos," he then hopped on stage before taking the sword out of its sheath, "lovely isn't it?"

The woman in front of him just shook her head, "oh boy, and here I thought I was holding an awesome sword. Tell you what, if you land one hit on me, I'll even spend the night admiring your sword hot stuff."

The crowd giggles, some were taken aback, while some other guards made lewd comments as they watched their brother in arms get ready. She then took a moment, looking at her scroll, and giggled as she looked at him.

"I've already wasted a minute and a half, whoopsies." She shrugs before stretching her sword arm out, holding the blade straight, "come and get me, boy."

"Yes mam, Yahoo!" Portokáli charges as he screamed, he slung his sword upwards from where he had held it low.

She easily blocked the strike, and yawns as she blocked another…and another…and another. She took a moment, looking at the man, and then smirked as she suddenly threw her shoulder into him. He stumbled backward, coughing slightly from the impact, and she bounced on her feet.

"C'mon, I'm not even trying here, don't want me, soldier?" She teases as he got his bearings before charging, "typical man."

Anko dodges with ease, literally spinning and dancing around him as he slashed at her, "and with thirty seconds to go…"

She suddenly dropped low and scissor kicking him to where his face smacked the stage first before kicking him off the stage. All the while still laying down, she rolled her eyes, and then looked at the crowd as she leaned up to where she was sitting lotus style.

"Next!" She screamed with a ferocious grin creeping on her face, "and she watches as another guard jumped up."

"Can I have the same deal, miss…" Anko shook her head and then shrugged.

"Anko Mitarashi, Snake Mistress, and oh yes you can…all you have to do is hit me once…even if you lose." She winked at him, "and oh…I'm still sitting how careless of me~"

"Ya!" The guard screamed as he charged, holding a long sword.

Anko hopped up and kicked him in the face, knocking him out, she then readied her sword as she spun it in her hand. A woman hopped up this time, she charges with a roar, only for Anko to easily deflect the strike and cast her sword out of her hand.

She walked off the stage, defeated.

She licked the blade as she looked at the crowd, "this is too easy, I demand a real challenge before I get bored!"

"You better hurry up kiddo, because I will not keep this up, not even for the chance to observe The Flying Thunder God Blade for myself." Anko muses as she slices apart the armor of guard, watching him back up in fear, "oopsies."

Naruto was rushing back as fast he could, he had sweat pouring down from him as he pulled a handcart behind him. He looked at the crowd, watching as a guard went up into the air before being kicked down by Anko.

He stood there amazed as a man tried to jump in, only to get knocked off as a result. The blonde stood there, and then looked at the cart, and then pulled it toward the front of Ichiraku and entered as he saw Ayame there.

"Naruto, your new friend is holding competition, three gold tales, my dad just went there to fight!" Ayame declared and then notices him carrying his father's sword.

She smiles brightly, speaking with pride as she questioned him, "you're going too?"

"Um, Anko just told me to bring my blade…" Naruto tells her, being honest.

She smiled, "well you better go and try them!"

Ayame then looked at the deer in the cart, "I'll get your money later for them, promise!"

She walks out of the restaurant with Naruto following closely behind her, they duck through the crowd to where they stood in the front of it. Teuichi was up, he was doing rather well, forcing Anko to defend a couple of times while he was mostly on the receiving end of it all.

He then gets his sword knocked out of hands, with Anko pointing her sword at him, "surrender?"

"I must, you're quite the skilled young lady, wish I was twenties years younger right now." Teuichi comments as he shook Anko's hand, "I'll take my leave madame."

Teuichi groaned as he got down off the stage, he looked at Ayame and Naruto, "darn it all…my back is a little out."

"Dad, you really should've just taken it easy, you did well though!" Ayame cheerfully spoke at the end, congratulating her father.

Teuichi sighed, "yeah, but that three tales would've allowed us to move out of the village and into the city…"

"I know pops, but we can always earn it the old fashion way." Ayame pats her father's back, "and look who brought their sword."

"Yeah, look, the animal brought his daddy's sword!" A teenager who got knocked out pointed at Naruto, "what are you going to do with it, swing and miss?!"

Naruto lowered his head, taking a deep breath as he looked Ayame and Teuichi. He steeled himself, they had been his friends for a long time and they deserved better than this crummy village!

"I'll fight, what's the rules," Naruto yelled as pride became aflame in his eyes, "and I'll win no matter what!"

Anko looked at Naruto, smiling as she watches him walk toward the stage, only for the previous teen to scream out. "You can't go that way dumbass, you've gotta go up the wood beam and jump there!"

Naruto looked at the piece of wood that the teen was talking about, taking a deep breath, he then looked at it. "Rules Ms. Mitarashi?"

"You gotta beat me, or last four minutes, got it in you Fishcake?" Anko teases as she watches the blonde hesitate for a moment, "doesn't hurt to try, right?"

Naruto ran toward the piece of wood, but instead of going up top to jump off, he took three large steps before flinging himself on to the stage. He took a moment to turn around, the sword on his back, half his size.

"Unfortunately for you, you're still a little young to wield that type of sword properly, requiring you use two hands. The Flying Thunder God Blade is a Jian, but you did say it felt like nothing in your hands…lets see what you meant." Anko readied herself, she took a moment to look at him and realize that the smiles were gone.

A stern looking face replaced the child's smile, he took another deep breath before unsheathing the blade from the scabbard, placing the scabbard on the ground. He then held the sword in a similar manner to hers, only that he had his back arm lowered while the sword-wielding arm was raised up.

She chuckled, walking toward him, only for him to suddenly dash toward her. Her eyes widened as she was forced to block almost immediately, sparks flew off the blade as he clashed against several times and when she tried to give a very halfhearted strike, she was surprised that was miles away from it.

He was very fast!

Naruto circled around her, rapidly, going to the very edge of the stage, she watched as red aura formed over him. He then stopped, heavily broadcasting where he was going to come from, however when he did he tried to thrust at her.

She deflected the thrust with ease and watched as his sword nearly came out his hand. However, when he let goes of it, he then switched to left hand which caught it. Her eyes widened as she backed up just in time to avoid being hit.

Naruto stood there, holding his sword in his left hand, breathing hard as his aura was flickering slightly. Perhaps his main drawback was not really getting trained at all, but for being self-taught, he was pretty good!

Naruto and Anko circled each other, the crowd was silent as the blonde and violetnette spun on their heels and switches hands with their blade. She chuckled, watching him copy her, he was a natural!

Or, very likely still, it could be a copycat semblance and he had been hiding in the crowd.

Either way, Anko liked!

She dashed first, catching him off guard, and she made him pay for it by kneeing him in the gut. He coughed up as he slid backward, nearly off the stage, but lowered himself down to where he stopped his slide. Rolling forward when Anko tried to swipe at him, using his shortness to duck under another slash as she spun around.

Naruto took a deep breath as he blocked a slash but was forced to hold the sword with two hands when Anko put a little strength behind it. Truth be told she was slightly rigging the competition toward Naruto's favor, but she just wanted to see if he had grit.

He had a lot of grit.

He used his lower height to slide up her sword with his, sparks flying off the swords, and then he tried to kick her leg. She looked down at him like a wolf would a gnat, she rolled her eyes and kicked him back. Unlike him, she had oomph behind her kick, and that sent him skidding back across the stage.

She spun her sword around, playing around as she took out her scroll, "and thirty seconds left, well…sorry Fishcake."

She charged right at him, half-heartedly mind you, but even a half-hearted and sober Anko was leagues above the child that was Naruto. However, her overconfidence got rewarded when the blonde charged at her as well and slid under her.

Strangely, even if sounds horrible, she had forgotten how small he was and how nimble. He got up, just as she was turning around to block him, she felt a light prick on her back. He had reversed gripped the blade, holding it to her back.

Truth be told she could easily come up with several different ways to counter that little trick he did, but this was just a game to her.

It wasn't a real fight.

The crowd gasps filled the air, Ayame's and Teuichi's bright smiles lit up as Naruto removed his sword from near her back. He rolled forward, just in case she was a sore loser and picked up his sheath before clicking the sword back in it.

Suddenly he lurched forward, nearly falling off the stage if Anko hadn't caught him by the arm.

"He's out, he's out!" The teen called, "that animal kid is out, he lost!"

"Actually," Anko held up her scroll, "that animal kid beat me by three seconds before he slid under me."

The crowd was in an uproar, all of them coming up with arguments, others saying that they were in on it together to cheat them for their own entertainment, and others claimed she wasn't trying as hard as she was earlier.

That last one was partially true, up until the end.

Ayame quickly got over toward Naruto, "is he okay?"

"Yeah, just exhausted his aura reserves for the day, little brat is quick to use it without being able to properly maintain it." Anko picked him up and then heard him murmur something.

She leaned back to hear him, "what was that Fishcake?"

"Give the tales to Ayame and Teuichi…" he murmurs as he yawns, "need…nap…"

Anko took a moment to realize what he said, then she smirked, after all these years she found someone worthy enough.

It would seem The White Snake Sword would be training The Flying Thunder God Blade newest user, after all, she had been looking for someone probably worth the trouble.

She just hoped he'd take her up on the offer.