Wow. Managed to hit 212 favorites, 233 follows, and 4 communities. Also got 12k views, so I get to say this.
IT'S OVER 9000! views.
Therefore, I upload this new chapter earlier than planned due to that and Labor Day. As I said, tons of crossovers, and there's actually one from a movie that I liked.
Also, I'd like to give a shout out and thanks to Warsameking. He gave me a few character ideas and suggestions that I didn't think of and decided to put it in. I'll mention which characters he was responsible for suggesting at the end of the chapter when they show up.
Now to answer some reviews if I didn't pm.
Airog: I would have considered that, but I do have something planned that I don't want to put where they came from. If it gets confusing where they from, just pm me.
Alphamike369: Thanks for the suggestion on the website. Goku on SSJ only is iffy, I'll debate on it.
Kunoichi of the Moonlit Night: Haha yea. Sasuke is going to be bashed.
JustLucky05: Thank you. Took me some time to try to write that out.
Agarfinkel: Don't worry. I have something much better planned out for Sakura. :) Muhahahaha
Icekitten4u2love: Thanks. Koyuki is a naruto character, not an OC
Guest: Probably because writing on how he becomes an emperor is a bit long a tedious, especially since mine has a 7-year gap. I might consider putting it as a side project, titled Rise of West: Emperor's Rise. No promises, though. Also, I believe there is one called Naruto: Tenshikage by Sarakiel . Not a bad story. May not be an emperor story, but ya. Also do recall one story that did it, but can't remember off the top of my head.
Alright enough talk. ONTO THE STORY! I DON'T OWN NARUTO
The Highwind docked into a building before letting its passengers out. Everyone spilled out to see the wonders of the West, and some of them had plans to … "liberate" their technology. Before they could walk out the building, they were stopped by a group of people, wearing blue uniforms. Three men stepped out in front of them. The mere look of them sent warning signs to all the Easterners. Especially the long white-haired man with a sword that looked it was six feet long. Mifune felt his blood boiling in anticipation to fight such a worthy adversary, though.
"Welcome to the Imperial City of the West. My name's Zack," introduced the male with long spiky black hair with an obvious widow's peak. "Blonde's name here is Cloud, and the white one is Sephiroth. We're the leaders of the police group called SOLDIER. Got a few rules to go over before you go explore our city."
After explaining the rules, Cloud stepped forward. "First, let's head to you assigned quarters. Each village will get one large house each. Divide the rooms, however, you want. You cause trouble, we come in and kick you out, end of story. The houses are all in one section of the neighborhood, but far enough from each other to maintain privacy. As for the tournament, it's in the Colosseum, you'd have to be stupid or really bad with directions to miss it."
Somewhere else, Zoro sneezed.
"Be warned, we have no tolerance for those who break our rules," said Zack. "Break them, and we sick Sephiroth on you. And it won't be pretty." As to make a statement, Sephiroth drew his sword and cut a box in half... 12 feet away from him. Most didn't even see him swing.
"Here comes the tour groups," said Cloud dully. A group of people could be seen coming in. As they got closer, Kumo, Kiri, and Iwa gasped as they recognized some of them.
"Kurotsuchi!" gasped Akatsuchi, "You're alive!? How?" The Tsutomu looked annoyed and afraid.
"Tsutomu tried to have me killed to get the Kage's position," she spat out. Akatsuchi looked at Tsutomu with murderous rage. "I only escaped with my life thanks to the Emperor."
"Yugito-chan," said Killer B. Before he could move to hug her, he was knocked away by Samui.
"Onee-sama," Samui cried for once. Although they were not related by blood, Samui looked up to Yugito and was devastated when she had suddenly disappeared. There were rumors that Akatsuki had taken her and killed her, but nothing could be confirmed.
"Hey, it's that cat bitch that we were hired to kill," yelled out Hidan. All of Kumo turned to Hidan, glaring at him. Now they knew who was responsible for hunting her.
"Great job on keeping your mouth shut idiot," muttered Kakuza. "Now they know."
"Who hired you!?" thundered A. He was not pleased that someone put a hit on his ninja, especially someone who he saw as family.
"I can tell you that," said Yugito. "It was some of the civilian council. They didn't exactly like me, and paid Akatsuki to have me killed."
The poor civilian councils had to endure A trying to kill them. Luckily, Yugito managed to calm him down and tell him which ones they were. It was luck that the ones that had traveled with them had no idea about it.
"Utakata? How'd you end up in the west?" asked Mei.
"Was ambushed by some orange haired people with weird abilities. If it wasn't for some mysterious assistance, I would've been captured," replied Utakata.
Two more people stood at the side, waiting for the greetings to be over. Soon, everyone was being led to the place where they would be sleeping. The houses were big to accompany each village and had enough beds. As the guides were leaving, one man wearing a cloak with blonde hair looked towards at Konoha, gazing at Sasuke especially. This irritated him, and so he decided to respond.
"What do you want, commoner?" Sasuke sneered.
The man just raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Just looking at the man who tried to steal Kenichi's fiancee."
"That man doesn't deserve such a woman. She should be with me, an elite," said Sasuke. At the mention of this, the last person just chuckled. He had long red with a tint of pink hair and green eyes, with delicate features. Atsui went up to that person, trying to flirt.
"Wanna guide me around? You look HOT!" said Atsui. Yugito facepalmed, knowing what was going to happen.
"Thank you. But you do know I am male right?" he said. Atsui's face cracked, along with quite a few shinobi's who wanted to ask him out, thinking he was a girl.
Sai turned to Sakura, "Look, even a male beats you in beauty, Ugly. Perhaps you should go ask for some advice, although it doubts it'll help, Ugly banshee." Sakura screeched and wailed on him.
"Ah, apologies. I haven't introduced myself. My name is Shuichi, but I also go by Kurama. The man in the cloak is Tanimoto, but he prefers to go by Hermit. Feel free to relax around for awhile. Dinner will be soon, and some of our cooks have volunteered to allow you dine on our varieties of cuisine here."
At this, everyone's stomach growled. Chouji's was the loudest out of all of them. They had been so nervous and excited to coming to the West that they forgot about eating.
Kurama chuckled, "Dinner will be ready in an hour. We'll come to guide you to where you will be eating."
After everyone went into their houses and got comfortable, they all quickly met up in the middle, where the guides were waiting. Soon, they were walking towards another building. While walking, a few shinobis tried to sneak away, including Zetsu.
"I wouldn't separate from the group if I was you," warned Kurama without even turning around, causing them to freeze in their steps. "We have eyes on you, and the moment you try to break those rules, your life is forfeit." One Oto shinobi ignored the warning and tried to run into one of the forbidden zones they had been warned not to go. Before she even got 10 meters away, a blur came by. The shinobi ran for 5 more meters before being chopped up into 15 body parts. Everyone looked to see a short man with a ridiculous spiky black hair, black clothes, and a white headband with a bloody sword had arrived.
"Hiei, was it really needed to slice the poor woman that many times?" asked Kurama.
"Meh, I sliced her once for every meter she took. It was fitting enough," shrugged Hiei.
Many of the Eastern shinobi started to have their confidence in winning the tournament wane. They had been showed repeatedly that the Western warriors could beat them without a sweat. Soon enough, they reached the dining hall. Everyone sat within their own villages, although Samui would not separate from Yugito easily, so she decided to sit with Kumo.
"Your lucky tonight," said Kurotsuchi, "The person cooking today for you is considered one of the best cooks. He's gone to so many places and learned a variety of cuisines. The only problem is that the person is a major flirt with females."
Soon the door opened, and a blonde male in a suit with curly eyebrows stepped out.
"Greetings. My name is Sanji, and I'll be your head chef for the day," he said politely, scanning the crowd. He seemed to be a perfect gentleman until his eyes landed on Mei first.
He rushed over to her, kneeling with hearts for eyes. "Such beauty! Mi'lady you look so ravishing. With that mysterious aura and dazzling beauty, everything's getting so misty. Would you be interested in having dinner with me?"
Mei actually seemed embarrassed for once. She had complained about not finding a good man, and yet this person was laying heaps of compliments on her and trying to ask her out. Before she could even answer, a frying pan flew from the kitchen and hit him on the head.
"Sensei! Don't leave us when we're busy!" shouted a red-haired man with a long white headband. Sanji's response while lying on the ground from the pan was just muttering "mellorine" quite a bit.
"Sorry about that Soma-kun," said Kuruma as he pulled Sanji back to the kitchen. Looking inside, they saw chefs, all ready to cook.
"Yukihira! I'll cook more than you and beat you!" said a blonde haired man.
"Bring it on, Takumi," replied Soma.
"Hmph, I'll beat you all with my God's tongue," replied a blonde beauty.
"Erina, don't make me humble you again with my 'skills'," said Soma, causing the blonde to blush.
"Shut up! That has nothing to do with cooking!" yelled Erina.
"Now, now, let's calm down now," said an Asian-looking man. His name tag read Komatsu.
Before long, the food was being cooked with such speed and precision. The appetizers came first. At first, most of them were wary of what they were eating, for it didn't look familiar to them. The first bite changed that. Soon, they couldn't get enough. Delicious looking dishes kept being served at such a high pace, and it was eaten.
One fool from Kiri scoffed. Sure it was delicious, but he didn't like how the head chef flirted with Mei. He decided to try to make a fool out of him.
"Oy! Head chef!" he called out. Sanji came up to him. "You call this shit food?"
Everyone stopped to look at the commotion. Nobody agreed that the food was shit, and couldn't understand why he was doing this.
"What is this insect?" the shinobi said loudly while pointing in his soup, trying his best to humiliate Sanji. Inside the soup was some sort of fly that the shinobi had grabbed from the floor and put it in.
"Sorry sir, can't tell you. I'm not an expert on insects," replied Sanji. Everyone tried to muffle their laughter at this comeback. The Kiri shinobi was slowly turning red at this humiliation before throwing his dish at Sanji. It missed and hit the fall, shattering it.
"Who do you think you are, you're just a lowly cook!" he growled. Mei and Ao frowned at their own shinobi's behavior and was about to reprimand him when Sanji replied first.
"You could've just taken the fly out of the soup, it was still edible. No need to waste food," replied Sanji, shadows covering his eyes.
"SHUT UP AND DIE!" roared the shinobi, throwing a punch at him. Before anyone could even stop the man, they witnessed another scene that would shock them. After 20 seconds later, the Kiri shinobi was doused in his own blood, his face beaten to a pulp. He was being held directly up by one of Sanji's leg. What amazed them was that the cook was only using kicks to beat the shit out of the ninja.
"Pfft, is that it?" Sanji asked while grabbing a cigarette from his pocket. He tossed the man aside and turned around to the kitchen. The shinobi was barely conscious but still, wouldn't give up. He ran towards Sanji with craziness in his eyes, intent on stabbing him with a kunai. Sanji suddenly disappeared from the man's view, confusing him. Then, from the side, he heard Sanji mutter, "Anti-manner Kick COURSE!" Before he could respond, the shinobi felt an extremely powerful kick up his spine. He was in soo much pain that he didn't notice that his body hit the ceiling.. and proceeded to go through it.
"Guess he didn't need desert," said Sanji calmly, lighting up his cigarette. Soma peeked into the kitchen to see what happen.
"Guys, head chef Sanji just knocked someone out of the mess hall again," said Soma.
"Which kick was it this time?" asked Komatsu.
"Judging by the fact the hole is at the ceiling this time, probably the Anti-manner kick course one. Idiot probably insulted him and wasted food in front of him," said Takumi.
The Easterners were starting to get really nervous. Only one day at the West and already they were being completely shown up. Even their cook could beat a shinobi for crying out loud!
Soon, desert came. As the shinobis and samurais were slowly finishing up their dishes, Sanji came out again, flirting with any woman he saw. To nobody's surprise, he skipped Sakura, causing her to screech again. Luckily, Shikamaru thought it was too troublesome and used his Shadow Possession Jutsu on her and knocked her out onto the wall.
"Sanji-kun. Could I get a refill on this for me and my little sister Samui?" said Yugito.
"HAIII YUGITO-CHWANN! SAMUII-SWANN" as he spun away to get a refill.
"He's weird," sweat dropped Samui.
"That he is, but he still makes excellent food. Even though he flirts a lot, he's still quite the gentleman," replied Yugito.
Mei's eyes were still a bit glazed after being complimented by Sanji. A man who could cook, be sweet, and even fight. His flirting could use some work, but he was still one of the best men she's ever come across.
"The West has some fine men," said Mei as she licked her lips. Her party started to scoot away, knowing she was on the prowl tonight for men.
Dinner was done, and the shinobis and samurais were about to leave when one of them asked what was going to happen to the Kiri ninja.
"Ah. Almost forgot about him," said Sanji.
"I've already phoned the hospital that there's someone who insulted and wasted food again," said Erina as she stepped out with Soma in her arm.
"Thanks, Erina-san," waved Sanji, surprising the Easterners. They were sure he would be hitting on her, as Erina was also quite a beautiful lady.
"The pervert only hits on single women. He gets frustrated when ladies are in a relationship, but knows to respect it," said Hiei as he walked to the door with Hermit and opened the door wide. Sanji had walked back to his position where he launched the Kiri-nin. He took quite a few steps back before doing a few flips forwards. On his final flip, he launched a single kick while yelling "Mouton Shot!" Right on cue, the Kiri-nin fell from the sky and directly into Sanji's kick. He flew right out the door, sailing into the distance.
"Alright, he'll be at the hospital. You guys can get him back after he's done being treated by tomorrow," said Kurama.
Back at the Imperial Palace
"Hmm, two shinobis dead and one in the hospital, and that's just the first day," muttered Naruto as he was looking over some paperwork. Neji and Maru had come to visit and help out.
"I'm surprised the Uchiha hasn't done something stupid yet," said Maru.
"Don't worry, come tournament, he'll be humiliated," said Neji. "Ryozanpaku aren't exactly pleased that their little girl was leered at. Speaking of which, did they agree to it?"
"Yea," said Naruto. "This tournament's gonna be interesting."
The Eastern people were lead back to their respective houses, allowing them to sleep. All of them were having doubts about winning the tournament now. Everyone except a few select people, like Sasuke and Hideki. Sasuke believed that everything belonged to him, while Hideki just thought fate would give him victory. Both had quite the log stuck in their asses. Morning came over, and the Easterners were getting up. Some of them were headed to the training fields that had been shown earlier by the guides. Afternoon rolled by, and the guides came back.
"We've been ordered to offer you a tour to our hospital and to our combat school relating to our village. You'll be able to see what makes our village special," said Kurama. "However, you can only choose one, for we leave at the same time."
The groups were quickly split, the medical teams interested in the hospital while the combat orientated ones went for the schools.
"Alright, I will be leading the tour around the hospital. The tour guide for the school will come shortly," said Kurama.
Soon, everyone saw a woman with scarlet hair coming close. She wore body armor and a skirt, making some confused at her fashion. What drew many of them in, though, was the spiral on her breastplate, the same insignia that was on Konoha's flak jacket on their back.
"Noo way!" "Impossible!" "We killed them all in the Second War!"
The woman stopped in front of them and bowed.
"Greeting. My name is Erza. Uzumaki Erza of the Uzumaki clan," she said smoothly.
"U-u-Uzumaki you said?" Tsunade asked.
"Yes. During the Second Shinobi War, when Kiri, Kumo, and Iwa allied themselves together with some minor villages to destroy our village, a group of us escaped to the West. Most of our warriors died, but not without taking out almost all of our opponents. In fact, it is Konoha who owes us debts from helping create their village to many others, one which they seemed to not be interested in repaying base on our observation of a certain Uzumaki." Erza scowled. Some of the Konoha ninjas looked away in shame, while others didn't.
"Hmph, if you talking about the dobe, then don't bother. He was trash, and belonged a the bottom of my soles to lick my feet." bragged Sasuke. He suddenly noticed a sword right at his neck from Erza.
'When did she even move and get a sword? She was unarmed!' thought many of the shinobis.
"One thing, Uchiha scum, is that Uzumaki takes family seriously. A crime against one is a crime against all." Erza scowled, very tempted to slice his throat.
"Calm down Erza. He hasn't done anything to warrant such treatment in the Empire yet," said Kurama. "We're supposed to be tour guides."
Erza scowled but obeyed. She cut him at the cheeks before turning away. She leads the school tour away while Kurama took his.
With the Hospital Tour
Tsunade and many leading shinobi healers were interested in what sort of healing the West had. They arrived at the head hospital.
"Here, we have a seal provided by the Uzumaki clan, the Talisman of Life. This seal helps delay any sickness and infection from wounds while providing greater regeneration among the patients," explained Kurama.
Just with that sentence, they were all drooling at that seal.
"Do you have them only in this hospital?" asked Ino.
"Oh no, it's in every hospital," replied Kurama, making their jaws drop. This alone already put the West at a superior advantage in the medical field. Kurama continued to guide them through. The introduction of morphine had Tsunade wanting it. To be able to conduct surgery without the patient feeling pain would be so useful, as they wouldn't flinch anymore. Soon, a Konoha-nin that was in the civilian council's pocket couldn't take it anymore.
"In the name of Konoha, I demand you release all your knowledge to allow Konoha to become stronger."
Everyone looked at the shinobi with incredulous looks. Tsunade was incredibly pissed that someone had the balls to undermine her authority.
"Shinobi! Watch your mouth. As the Hokage of the Leaf village, I order you to retract that statement and apologize or face termination of your status at once!"
The shinobi held his chin up, looking down at Tsunade. Being the council's shinobi had bought him many benefits as well as untold arrogance. He easily imagined that Tsunade's decision would be overturned and the council would praise him for bringing in riches from the West.
"Does that mean that this shinobi is no longer a Konoha-nin?" asked Kurama. Tsunade saw that the shinobi was not obeying and nodded.
He lifted his hair and took out a rose that he somehow hid in his hair.
"Ha, what are you gonna do, offer me a rose and hope it pricks me?" laughed the ex-Konoha-nin.
"Something along those lines," replied Kurama. He raised his hand up with the rose before slashing it down. Suddenly, the rose became a thorny whip, wrapping around the shinobi and indeed prickling him at many spots.
'Mokuten?' thought Tsunade. 'No, doesn't feel like it.'
"Hehe, I was just joking. Please let go of me," the man begged as he tried to use his kunai to cut the whip just to find it ineffective.
"You'll find that my whip can easily cut through steel. As for your request, I'm afraid I will have to deny it," Kurama said harshly before pulling his whip. The man was instantly sliced into pieces.
"Are there any more interruptions before we go on?" Kurama asked as if nothing had happened. Nobody dared to say anything.
At the combat school
Erza had led the other group to their combat school, where they saw many children of different age group practicing katas, following what seemed to be a man with a long braided ponytail called queue. (Look up Qing dynasty hairstyle.) It would seem normal except all the students seemed to be extremely focused and followed the katas all in sync without making any obvious mistakes. The teacher himself was flawless, and everyone could feel that this man was a master of fighting.
After the students were done, the teacher walked up to them.
"Greetings Master Wong Fei-Hung. These are the foreigners from the East, visiting our city until the tournament," said Erza as she bowed to him in respect. He bowed back before greeting the group.
"Welcome to Po Chi Lam Academy. I am the headmaster of this place."
They were quite surprised that a headmaster of all people would be the one teaching.
"Our academy, as you can see, is not done by age group, but rather skill sets and maturity. Each year, it is our job to assess the students to see if they should proceed to the next level or stay. The starting age is seven, and we allow any who wish to join. Of course, if a student doesn't do well enough, then we kindly discuss other career choices. The academy teaches up to three academic years of all the basics, including the usual academic skills, but also help build a strong body and mind. We also enforce the idea of teamwork, so instead of having graduated shinobis doing what you rank as D-rank missions, we have our students do it. A group of three students will take it, and it is randomized who goes with who. After all, one must learn to adapt and meet new people. When a student graduates the academy, they may select which field they wish to go to. Most of the fields have continuing education academies, like SOLDIER camp, Shinobi academy, while others are apprenticed by masters. "
Some of them were impressed with this system and were debating on trying to copy it. A Kumo shinobi, however, felt a strong nationalism towards his village and felt theirs was must stronger. He observed the headmaster and felt like he could defeat him easily. If he defeated him, he could prove to everyone that Kumo was the best.
"Excuse me, headmaster. I would like to spar with you to see whose is better," said the Kumo shinobi.
"What did you say? We're giving you a tour guide and you want to ruin it just because of your pride!? Prepare to be Punished!" snarled Erza. Her body suddenly glowed and her armor disappeared into dazzling lights. Most of the tour group thought she was merely stripping when she was suddenly wearing a completely different armor.
"Heavens Wheel Armor!" she declared. Suddenly, swords came out of nowhere and floated around her. She was set to attack the impudent fool when the headmaster raised his hand.
"It's alright, I don't mind."
"But! He-" cried Erza.
"I was going to Ryozanpaku to spar anyways. Might as well do it here," he stated.
The crowd moved, allowing a circle to form between the Kumo-nin and the headmaster. Erza decided to referee. She stated the usual spar rules, taijutsu only. As she threw her hand down, the shinobi ran forward, intent on ending this. That was his last thought before he was knocked unconscious. It seemed to happen in slow-mo for the viewers. The shinobi had been running into the headmaster at what seemed to be his top speed. Wong Fei-Hung shifted his body so his right leg was facing his enemy. All of a sudden, a barrage of kicks from his right legs shot out, hitting the shinobi all over his body. He ended it by jumping into the air and back kicking the shinobi with his left. The Kumo-nin was in a daze before he fell unconscious. The tour group felt a chill up their spines. Those kicks were so fast that they swore there had been no shadows when he kicked. Erza ignored the man in pain and continued with the tour.
After everyone had gotten back from the tours, each village went into their respective dorms to share what they had learned. It wasn't pretty, for it seemed that the Imperial West was ahead of them in education styles, medicine, and technology. Their only hope was to try to form an alliance with the West and hope that they would be willing to share their resources. Tsunade herself was hoping to see Naruto again.
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Next up, the Taijutsu Tournament! Now I already have a base plan on who I'm planning to put in, so please don't be sad if you don't see a character you wanted in it. I'm using characters I'm most familiar with their personalities. Also, if your wondering how I'm going to do a 30-50 man tournament, I have that planned out already.
Shout to Warsameking for having Erza in as an Uzumaki. Her abilities basically are the same except she has seals on her body for re equip.
Lastly, I have a very important question to ask you all. It might be a littler spoiler to who I'm including, so if you don't want to know, don't read this following sentence.
Ok ready? Anybody who doesn't want to see the question don't go below this line!
In Dragonball and Dragonball Z, What is the name of the announcer who is the announcer and referee for the World Martial Arts Tournament? He wears a suit, has blonde hair, and large square sunglasses. I've tried to look up his name, but they just call him the announcer. If I don't get an official name, I'm going to name him... Larry that or announcer.