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Chapter 4: Uncertainties
Urumichi, China…
Dust hung in the air as Fujima stared at her assailants.
"What…" She gasped as she grabbed the rod, biting her lip as she pulled it out, a small geyser of blood pouring from her injury. "Are you…"
Six men and one woman.
All wore a uniform like cloak covering their bodies, red clouds covering them.
The men had bright orange hair, except one which was completely bald, and all multiple piercings around their faces. But it was their eyes.
Their cold stares were one thing, but they all had the same blue tinted eyes with a ring pattern around them.
The woman, however, had fair skin, and she had short, straight blue hair with a bun, amber eyes with lavender eye shadow, and a white labret piercing. She has worn a large light blue paper flower clipped on a bun. Her facial expression was neutral as if she herself held no emotions under her face.
"We are Pain." The men replied, the woman staying silent.
'Something is wrong.' Fujima thought in a cold panic as she stared at them. 'They have loads of magic, but I can't feel their life force, except the woman. This magic though, it feels like…'
Fujima gasped slightly as she recognized this magic.
(Naruto Shippuden – Pain's Theme)
'Red hair, could he be a…' Fujima thought as a sense of dread washed over her, causing her to grip Wado Ichimonji's sheath, her opposite hand twitching as a nervous smile crept across her face, a single drop of sweat forming.
'I… I'll die if I fight them.' Fujima thought in realization.
Spinning on her heel, Fujima kicked her leg once she was facing the wall.
"TEMPEST KICK!"
The wall was destroyed when her attack struck it.
"SHAVE!"
"After her!" Pain stated in a panicked tone. "She was close to finding us out, so we need to kill her!"
The six men were about to follow Fujima, but was stopped when his female companion held out her arm to keep them from moving.
"Konan?"
"She didn't figure anything out, Nagato." Konan replied calmly as she looked at the Deva Pain. "So, rest assure that your secre…"
"IF SHE GOT IN HERE ONCE, THEN SHE CAN AGAIN, SHE NEEDS TO DIE, KONAN!" Deva Pain shouted, his eyes wide and crazed.
Unfazed, Konan's body and clothing splintered open before unfurling into hundreds of paper squares. "Fine, I'll find her, and kill her. And we can use her corpse as a replacement if one of your bodies is destroyed."
The lead person frowned before rolling his eyes as the other five turned.
"Good, but Deva goes with you." Deva Pain stated as the other five left.
Konan nodded.
"Dance of the Shikigami." Konan whispered before her body lost all shape as the paper flew out of the opening, followed closely by Deva Pain.
Meanwhile…
'How the hell did they all have the same magic signature?' Fujima pondered as she sped across the forest. 'On top of that, why couldn't I feel any life in them. They couldn't possibly hide their life source, no matter how strongly you cover yourself in magic or chakra, your spark of life is always sensible.'
Suddenly, Fujima felt hundreds of tiny life blips with her haki.
'One, two, three… two hundred.' Fujima thought as she turned, only see Deva Pain and a large pile of flying paper. 'What is this?'
A bunch of the paper squares clumped together, and formed Konan's head.
"Who are you, and what are you doing in our territory?" Konan demanded as her paper squares surrounded Fujima, who put her hand on Wado Ichimonji.
"I was just passing by." Fujima lied, trying to buy enough time to figure a way out.
Konan lightly frowned.
"Now, it isn't polite to lie." Konan stated as her head returned to being paper.
The flying paper squares folded themselves into shuriken.
"Die, nameless yokai!" Konan stated as she closed the distance, intending on slicing Fujima to ribbons.
Fujima drew Wado Ichimonji, and with a quick seal, an exact copy was formed.
'Sword Shadow Clone Jutsu.' Fujima thought as she took hold of the second Wado Ichimonji, both blades becoming black as her haki flooded them.
'Right, down, left, right, right, down, up.' Fujima thought as she focused on predicting the trajectory, speed, and location of each attacking paper with her swords.
'Impressive.' Deva Pain thought as he watched Fujima cut Konan. 'She can use Observation Haki to this degree, but how long can she keep it up.'
A pounding pulse of pain struck Fujima's brain, threatening to break her concentration.
*SLICE*
Fujima didn't make a sound once one of Konan's paper squares cut into her body.
*SLICE*
*SLICE*
'DON'T!' Fujima screamed mentally as she tensed. 'IRON BODY!'
*TINK, TINK*
'I can't cut her skin?' Konan thought in surprise.
"Nitorryu…" Fujima mumbled in a low growl.
Deva Pain quirked an eyebrow.
"Nanajuni… POUND HO!" Fujima shouted as she swung her swords in an arc, cutting the air and sending two compressed air waves, striking the remaining piece of paper.
Konan let out a howl of pain as the paper pieces started to become red with blood.
Fujima panted as the last of the paper squares was cut, all touching the ground and slowly reforming into Konan, blood seeping from her body.
'Damn…' Fujima thought as she started to sway, her vision becoming cloudy. 'I over exerted…'
The heavy pressure she felt in the mansion was back, her spine tingling as her instincts told her to run.
"Bansho Ten'in."
Violently jerked from her standing position, Fujima flew through the air toward Deva Pain, who had his right hand held out, with a pointed black rod forming in his left.
Realizing his intentions, Fujima kicked her feet in the opposite direction.
"MOONWALK!" She shouted as she kicked the air as hard as she could.
Deva Pain frowned angrily as Fujima stopped her forward momentum.
"SHAVE!"
Pain's eyes narrowed as Fujima disappeared.
"Child's play." He mumbled as he expelled a gravitation wave outward, striking Fujima who was behind him.
Fujima was flung into a tree, breaking it with her back as her second sword vanished out of existence, Wado Ichimonji barely in her hand as she hit the ground.
'What is that power?' Fujima thought as she attempted to stand, using the tree to balance. 'It is a Sacred Gear or magic."
"Shinra Tensei."
A black rod impaled Fujima's shoulder, pinning her to the tree.
Fujima let out a loud cry of pain, her shoulder now shattered, crying as she gripped the rod to pull it out, but couldn't.
Tears streaming down her cheeks, Fujima faced Deva Path, only for her tails to bush up and quiver while her ears flattened against her head.
A massive amount of pressure pressed down on her.
'It's like… being before a god.' Fujima thought as she started to hyperventilate.
"Bansho Ten'in."
Ripped from the tree, her weapon on the ground, Fujima reached into her pouch and threw something at Deva Pain, it too being pulled toward him.
With a swipe of his left hand, which held a black rod, the item was struck, causing it to expel massive amounts of smoke.
'Smoke bombs.' Deva Pain thought as he prepared to be attacked as he ended his jutsu.
He heard a thud, which was Fujima hitting the ground.
'Any moment now, the smoke will either clear, or she will attack me while it is up.' Deva Pain thought as he looked around.
"BEHIND…" Konan shouted, pain searing her body as she made this declaration.
Deva Pain whipped around and evaded Fujima's Finger Pistol, kneeing her in the gut, before viciously elbowing her in the head.
Instead of a violent snap, Fujima popped into smoke.
'A Shadow Clone.' Deva Pain thought as he didn't sense a difference between the real Fujima and the Clone.
"Santoryu Ogi…"
The smoke dissipated and Fujima was seen, with Wado Ichimonji in her mouth, and two Sword Shadow Clone in her hands at an angle against each other, rotating them rapidly.
'A straight forward attack.' Deva Path thought as he prepared to counter.
'Forgive me, Kurama-sensei, but I am using one of your techniques.' Fujima thought as she began to run towards Deva Pain for momentum.
"SHAVE!" Fujima shouts, even with Wado Ichimonji in her mouth, eyes wide in desperation.
'Too fast.' Deva Path thought as he saw Fujima close the gap. "SHINRA TENSEI!"
Fujima was hit by the gravitational force, only to pop out of existence.
'Another clone!' Deva Path thought as his eyes widened as Fujima appeared beside him.
"SANZEN SEKAI!" Fujima shouts as she slices up Deva Path with full speed and power with all three of her haki coated swords at once.
Deva Path didn't flinch in pain or wince, just holding a shocked expression as his body was cut open.
'Thankfully, I realized you have a few second interval between your techniques.' Fujima thought as her two clone swords disappeared and she took a knee, gripping her shoulder as she took large gulps of air. 'Damn it… I am to exhausted.'
"I can't believe Deva could have been so easily over powered." A voice said, causing Fujima to go stiff and her hair stand on edge. "Well, it as the saying goes. 'Live and Learn'."
'They are behind me.' Fujima thought as she could feel the magic within the Paths of Pain.
Whistle sounds went off, prompting Fujima to Shave.
Explosives went off from where she was standing.
"KITSUNEBIRYU!" Fujima shouted as she swung Wado Ichimonji in a downward strike, cutting the fire in two and giving her a path to follow.
"Kitsunebiryu, Nitoryu, and Santoryu." One of the Paths spoke. "She must have been trained by that old legend, the Ashura Kurama."
Fujima landed outside the blast radius, creating another two Sword Clones.
"Santoryu," She stated as her vision blurred as the Paths prepared to fight as she Shaved toward them as her swords were imbued with haki. "TATSUMAKI!"
Fujima spun her whole body with her swords to create a dragon-like tornado that both slashed and blew its targets.
At least it would have.
Preta Pain held out its arms.
A dome of magic appeared around him similar to a barrier, however, the harsh winds of the Tatsumaki were absorbed by Preta Pain.
"No…" Fujima gasped as she collapsed to her knees. 'That was my last attack…'
"We need to fix Deva and Konan." Naraka Pain said as he summoned a creature.
"What… is that…" Fujima gasped as she was surrounded by the remaining four Pains.
"Subjugating a King of Hell," Asura Pain said as a razor blade like appendage appeared beneath its cloak. "Is child's play before a God."
In a flash, Fujima was impaled.
Only to vanish in a puff of smoke.
"Another Shadow Clone!" the Human Pain growled in anger.
"Damn her, she has escaped!" Animal Pain shouted as the summoned King of Hell's tongue like appendages reached out and took hold of Deva Pain and Konan.
"It is no matter," Naraka Pain stated in a calming down tone as the King of Hell chewed on Deva Pain and Konan. "With the black rod fragment within her body…"
The King of Hell opened its mouth, Konan and Deva Pain exited as good as new, no damage to their bodies or clothing what so ever.
"She won't make it without serious drawbacks." Deva Pain said with a scowl. "We shall leave her to her painful death."
The seven left without a word.
…
…
…
A puff of smoke appeared as Fujima released her transformation jutsu, gasping heavily as she lay across the ground.
'Thank the gods that they couldn't sense chakra.' She thought as she turned to lay on her back, her left shoulder in massive amounts of pain from the fragmented bone and torn muscle.
Dangerously grinding her teeth to the point of pulverizing them, Fujima forced herself to stand.
One thought running through her mind.
'Kuroka, Shirone.' Fujima winced as she started to walk.
Hour later…
"Like this?" Shirone asked as she transformed into Naruto, though he was missing his whisker marks on his cheeks.
"Close, nya. But you forgot the whiskers." Kuroka said as she applauded her sister.
Shirone, with Naruto's face, was embarrassed and quickly added the missing part.
"Now, that is Naruto, nya." Kuroka stated as she used her own transformation, turning into Shirone. "But I got you beat, nya."
Shirone dispelled her jutsu, her cheeks puffed out as she glared at her sister.
"Don't get mad, nya. You'll get the…"
The window in the living room shattered as Fujima barreled through.
"FUCK!" Kuroka shouted as she pushed Shirone aside, stepping before her to give protection.
"Kuroka, Shirone…" Fujima mumbled tiredly and yet rushed as she ended her Iron Body technique, having used it to get through the window without harm. "We need to leave, now. Grab everything!"
"Momma, your hurt…" Kuroka pointed out, her love and concern overriding her obedience.
"Just grab everything, NOW!" Fujima shouted, eyes snapping open before she doubled over, gripping her side as blood squeezed through her fingers as her clothing soaked it up like a sponge. "Just *Gasp* listen to me."
Seeing their mother in such a state had the girls on high alert, but they obeyed Fujima, grabbing everything they needed as Fujima was in the bathroom.
"FUCK!"
*HISS*
"OOoOO!"
"DAMN!"
"OW!"
Standing outside the bathroom, Shirone sat against the wall, watering eyes wide and on the verge of crocodile tears as she shivered at all the painfilled sounds and noises Fujima made.
Kuroka, with a heavy heart, forced herself to ignore them as she hurriedly packed what little they had with them and non-perishable food.
'Mom…' Kuroka thought as she heard a sharp hiss and cry in pain from the bathroom. 'What is going on?'
After several more minutes, Fujima exited the bathroom.
Her cuts covered in ointment and wrapped/taped in bandages, bruises forming under them.
Her shoulder, which was beyond her ability to home remedy, was set with a tourniquet that wasn't properly tied.
Her side was stapled shut via staple gun and taped shut with duct tape wrapped around her torso.
"Okay…" Fujima weakly mumbled. "We need… to go…"
Fujima started to fall, but was caught by Kuroka and Shirone, both supporting her weight.
"MOM!" they shouted in worry.
Fujima shook her head, raising her right hand to keep them silent.
"Sorry, I got dizzy." She replied as she accepted their help in standing. "But I'm better now…"
"HOW CAN YOU SAYTHAT!" Shirone cried out, heaving as her tears gushed out with enough force to flood the apartment. "You come home, covered in wounds, bleeding… we… we…"
Kuroka hugged Shirone tightly into her body, rubbing her back as she turned to her mother.
''What are you doing' is what that look is asking.' Fujima thought as she bit her lip as Kuroka stared.
Shifting under her daughter's gaze, Fujima felt guilt bubble in her gut.
Steeling herself, Fujima used Wado Ichimonji as a crutch to shuffle over to her children and hugged them in her one arm.
Within her arm, she could feel Kuroka flinch under her touch, which hurt Fujima's heart.
Shirone's shudders and shakes weakened her emotional barrier to the breaking point, but Fujima shook her head.
"I am sorry." She apologized, seemingly randomly as she started to tear up. "I am a foolish mother."
"Huh?"
"These last two years, I have…" Fujima shuddered as she felt her throat start to choke itself and become scratchy. "I have been selfish. I have been neglecting you two, just because I became obsessed with finding Enma and Shusui…"
Her grip on her children tightened, pulling them into her bosom.
"I am horrible… I am sorry…" Fujima choked out, breaking down. "Please… I am sorry…"
Shirone shook as she gripped her mother's torso, pain jolting through Fujima's body as her daughter forgot about her injury.
"I forgive you, momma…" Shirone cried out, snot and tears soaking into Fujima's clothing.
Kuroka hugged Fujima tightly.
"I forgive you too." Kuroka replied as she closed her eyes, her withheld tears soaking into Fujima's clothes as she pressed herself into Fujima.
A wavering smile engulfed Fujima's face as she cried harder.
"Thank you…" She replied as she kissed their heads. "I love you two so much…"
"I love you too."
"Me too."
A few minutes passed, and the trio separated.
"You said we have to leave, where are we going?" Kuroka asked as Fujima sat down.
Fujima gave a sigh of relief.
"Tomorrow," She stated as she wiped her eyes. "We are going to travel to Kamabakka."
Shirone walked over and sat in Fujima's lap.
Smiling, Fujima's good hand rose and ran itself through Shirone's smooth white hair, causing a lulling sensation and drowsiness form for the young nekoshou.
"Kamabakka?" Kuroka asked as she sat on the ground, her tail forming into a Question mark.
"It's the place where Kushina and I trained under Kurama-Sensei and Jiraiya-Sensei some times." Fujima replied as she felt drowsiness starting to build. "And when we get there, I will start your training in swordsmanship and Rokushiki."
Kuroka's eyes widened.
"But I thought you said not until we were older, nya." Kuroka said in shock.
"Yes," Fujima mumbled as her hair fell over her heavy-lidded eyes. "But… things… have… changed…"
Fujima slumped over, sleep having consumed her as she held Shirone, who had fallen asleep.
Kuroka, the sole member of the family who was awake, sighed.
Fishing out two blankets, Kuroka carefully maneuvered Fujima and Shirone to lay down before throwing a blanket on them.
'Don't worry, mom, nya.' Kuroka thought as she pushed her blanket aside and went to the doorway, looking over her shoulder at the sleeping duo. 'I'll become strong, and I will protect you and Shirone, together.'
Closing door, Kuroka went to the hallway slowly crossed her hands.
'Shadow Clone Jutsu.' She thought, eyes closed shut as she made her first attempt.
Meanwhile, Kamabakka Border…
Jiraiya, now returning to Kamabakka, was deep in thought as he entered the barrier that hid Kamabakka.
'It has been over two years now.' Jiraiya thought in irritation. 'I haven't figured out who it was that destroyed Whirlpool.'
He maneuvered through the path with ease and stepped onto the bridge that led to the Island of Maiden's.
'Maybe…' Jiraiya thought as he stopped, eyes widening in realization before becoming full of self-ridicule as he hated himself for over looking the obvious answer. 'The Warlords.'
Reaching into his pouch, Jiraiya pulled out a Bingo Book, which was something he had updated by Inazuma before he left Kamabakka two months prior.
There were pages marked for the Warlords, to which Jiraiya wanted to look over.
'From what everyone can tell, there are only six people with the title of Warlord in the supernatural world.' Jiraiya thought as he opened the Bingo book.
'Kisame Hoshigaki, Former member of the Seven Swordsman of Kyoto. He became a Warlord while he served his country, but became a fugitive when he stole Samehada and has been on the run as a bounty hunter and a murderer.' Jiraiya thought of the Fishman who had run amuck in Kyoto during the faction war while staring at his picture in the book, a face shot and a full body shot, which was for all in the Bingo Book.
Kisame was a very tall, muscular Great White fishman. With all Shark Fishmen, he had a distinctive shark-like appearance, complete with pale blue scale skin with a dorsal fin on his back. His hands and feet were webbed for him to swim, like all fishmen. He has small, round, white eyes, three sets of curved facial markings under his eyes, gills on his shoulders, and sharp triangular teeth. He sported a dark sleeveless shirt paired with matching pants, provided with a waist guard, and striped arm and leg-warmers. He wore a forehead protector with the Royal Family of Kyoto's symbol on it with a deep groove cut into it.
'Then there is Donquixote Doflamingo, a devil whose family served the Leviathan family until the current Leviathan took office. Currently, powers are unknown somehow.' Jiraiya thought as he turned the page to see Doflamingo's face shot and full body picture, which was quite old as Doflamingo was not even a hundred in the photo.
Standing at ten feet tall, Doflamingo was light blond-haired, very lean and muscular man with tan skin. He wore a blood-red double-breasted suit with yellow-gold buttons, with matching blood-red dress pants and shoes, a pair of gloves and had with his light pink feather coat, which was the most distinct piece of his attire. Doflamingo sports a pair of curved, thin white sunglasses as he bore a large smile that seemed to never end.
"Then there is Sir Crocodile AKA the Dessert King, the Sand Kupua." Jiraiya mumbled allowed as he turned to Crocodile's page. "Able to use sand, become sand, has a hook for a hand, and his remaining hand can suck moisture from any living things and if used on nonliving things turns them to sand."
Crocodile is a tall man with a wide chest, broad shoulders, muscular arms and legs, and a thick neck. He has pale skin and nape-length black hair which is kept neatly slicked back with his mouth slightly open from the cigar he was smoking.
Crocodile had a notably a long-stitched scar at the bridge of his nose that stretches across his face and a large hook made from a tough gold alloy in place of his left hand. His eyes are deep-set and heavy-lidded, and his thin eyebrows are characteristically drawn upward in the middle, giving the expressed feeling of condescension and distrust.
In addition to the single gold hoop earring in his right ear, he wore a black shirt, a green scarf, dark grey slacks, and a black overcoat with brown tan.
Shuddering, Jiraiya turned to the next page.
"Jinbe, the Knight of the Sea. Master of Fishman Karate and Haki." Jiraiya said as he looked at the face picture and full body. "You serve the royal family in Kyoto, and hopefully, Naruto can meet you as I feel like you could be a good influence on him."
Jinbe is a large blue whale shark fishman. He has a stocky build similar to that of a sumo wrestler and a face that is commonly associated with various Japanese demons such as the oni. His yellow eyebrows and sideburns are distinctly shaped like those found on such demons, in addition to a bulb-like nose and an angular lower lip pointing upwards. He has a lightning-shaped scar that can be seen from his left sideburn and reaching over his left eye. He also possessed two tusk-like conical lower fangs associated with Oni as well; the rest of his teeth from the upper and lower rows are pretty much the same, albeit much smaller.
He has long, two-toned black hair, with two long white stripes coming from the roots over his forehead and trailing down the back, a topknot, and tuft of hair on his chin with a slight green hue.
His hands and feet are also webbed, typical for a fish-man, and his limbs that are somewhat thin in comparison with his enormous girth. His gills are in between his shoulders and neck.
Under his pale red coat, he appeared to be wearing a Coral colored traditional Japanese clothing covered all over with black and white square-shaped patterns with the black and white layers alternating each other (beginning with the black outline from the edge) and ending with a dark square at the middle of each and every one of them. He also ties this attire up with a purple obi like a ribbon around his waist.
His chest was partially exposed, revealing the top of a red sun tattoo on his chest, which stood out against the blue hue of his scaled skin.
"AND THEN there is the most dangerous and angriest of the Warlords." Jiraiya groaned as he entered Kamabakka, ignoring the guards as he turned the page. "Boa Hancock, the Snake Princess, Empress of Amazon Lily, leader of the Kuja tribe. Unknown to most, a former slave of Beelzebub with her younger sisters, Marigold and Sandersonia. Descendants of Gorgon's and Snake yokai, their unique mix of heritages blended and gave Hancock the most human appearance while her sisters have more snake appearances when in battle. She can turn people to stone in various ways. Became a Warlord after showing her strength when saving the previous Empress of Amazon Lily, which she now rules as empress. Yeesh, if the no man rule was not a thing, I'd try my luck with this babe."
Boa Hancock, as one of the Most Beautiful Women alive, has a well-proportioned figure compared to her abnormal and huge sisters. She is very tall and slender with long black hair that extends past her waist with locks of hair that frame her face down to her chin and shows off her high forehead, dark brown eyes with long, voluminous eyelashes and pale skin. She has a narrow waist and very large breasts.
Her photo showed her wearing a revealing red blouse that showed much of her chest and a loose sarong that exposed her long, slender legs with the green symbol of the Kuja adorned on it, along with a white cape sporting epaulettes and red high heel pumps.
"And finally, we have Dracule 'Hawkeye' Mihawk." Jiraiya said as he turned to the page of the last known Warlord. "He is one sixty-fourth hawk yokai, which allows him to have haki abilities. The only attribute of his yokai heritage that shows is his yellow hawk like eyes that can install fear to any who he targets. Master Swordsman, Sword is the legendary black blade Yoru, and holds the title of the World's Strongest Swordsman."
In the photos,
Mihawk is a tall lean man with black hair, a short beard, mustache and sideburns that point upwards. His nickname comes from his strangely colored yellow eyes which resemble a hawk's eyes due to his heritage.
He wears black and red ornate clothing with a crucifix pendant which gives him the appearance of a Spanish swordsman. His attire consists of a wide-brimmed black hat decorated with a large plume, and a long, open black coat with no shirt underneath, with red, flower-patterned sleeves and collar. He wears light purple pants held up by a decorated belt and tucked inside overly large boots in comparison to his leg size.
He carried his sword Yoru on his back, with an image of Yoru.
It looked like a thin crucifix, but was nearly as long as Mihawk was tall. Bronze guard giving it the look of a cross as its thin blade shined black against the light.
'Could it be possible that there is a Seventh Warlord?' Jiraiya thought, not ruling out the possibility. 'It is possible. All of these people attained the title of Warlord for their actions, but they were out in the open. This 'Seventh Warlord' could be hiding in the shadows, pulling strings.'
Jiraiya racked his brain for anyone who could be a Warlord.
'It could be Orochimaru.' Jiraiya thought as his eyes widened in fear, which started to grow. 'If so… then that means that he is now one of the most notorious people in the world, good and bad.'
Closing and putting the Bingo Book away, Jiraiya shook his head.
'I will think about this later, I want to make sure my godson is still Naruto and not Naruko.' Jiraiya thought with a hint of fear, an image of Naruto in drag, winking and blowing a kiss made the Toad Sage shudder. 'Maybe it was a mistake to leave him hear without me for two months!'
With fear in his heart and pep in his leap, Jiraiya used haki to find where Naruto was, which was in the training grounds.
With his strong legs, Jiraiya hopped through Kamabakka with ease and landed in a tree, which he used to slow his landing before landing on the ground.
"Oh, hey, Jiraiya, you're back." Iva said as he waved at the Toad Sage while Inazuma remained neutral as he drank some wine.
Ignoring the man's words, Jiraiya turned his attention to Naruto.
Naruto gasped heavily as he had one eye shut, pain in his fists and legs.
No longer at the three feet, nine and a half inches, Naruto stood at five feet, ten inches as he was in his hybrid fighting form.
His nails became claws, his whisker marks thickened, his blue eyes gained a slit pupil with a horizontal bar (Indicating his mixed heritage from a kitsune and toad). With his body now taller and more muscular that he originally was, his clothes magically stretching to fit his frame, thus not tearing. His body was covered in burnt orange fur, his legs became digitigrade, and the top part of his mouth became a fox snout with a human jaw.
"GERO!"
"GMPH!" Naruto sounded as he was punched in the face by his sparing partner.
"GERO~" the now victorious sparing partner declared as he pumped his arms up in the air.
"DAMN IT, YOKOZUNA!" Naruto shouted as he held his face, reverting to his more human form as blood smeared his fingers.
Yokozuna was a giant, and facultative biped, frog with yellow-brown skin, wearing a sumo mawashi with thick, curly black hair worn in a sumo chonmage. He has numerous scars on his belly from previous fights he had apparently been in. He had sharp, jagged teeth, which was being revealed from his gigantic smile.
Iva laughed heartily as Inazuma walked up, wine and towel in hand, and handed said towel to Naruto.
"Here." Inazuma said as Naruto took the towel.
Naruto glared at Yokozuna as he chanted 'Gero' over and over as he danced to his victory over Naruto as the kitsune stopped his bloody nose.
"Stupid frog." Naruto growled before wincing in massive amounts of pain. "OWowowowowowowow!"
"I think we should take a break of physical training and focus on something else." Jiraiya said as he finished laughing, glancing at Iva. "Can you get him a wooden sword?"
Iva scoffed with a smirk, eyes playfully narrowing in question.
"Who do you think I am, Jiraiya?" Iva said seductively as he pulled out a scroll.
With a flick of his wrist, the scroll unfurled, revealing a storage seal.
Out of it, a bokken appeared and landed in his hand.
"Hey, Naruto!" Iva called out, getting the boy's attention. "Catch!"
With a simple throw, the bokken spun through the air, causing naruto to stumble to stand, catching the sword in both arms as it hit his chest.
"Huh?"
"Get ready to grit your teeth, kid." Jiraiya called out as he stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. "Because I am going to teach you Kitsunebiryu. The sword style that cuts fire."
Chapter 4, DONE!
Sorry for the lack of updates on all my stories.
Things in my life and at work has been keeping me from writing, but there is something else.
I want to take more time between chapters, giving me time to plan ahead and not get burned out. Burn out fucking sucks, and I have experienced it three times while writing.
So, the gaps between chapters for all stories will be longer for my benefit and yours hopefully. This way, the stories are better, more coherent, and more enjoyable.
Now, back to the chapter.
The Bingo Book, it isn't JUST criminals. It is implied any shinobi, in naruto, who is famous, will be in the book, Criminal or Hero. So, this Bingo Book has many people in it, including the known Warlords.
I am proud of the ending, with Naruto learning Kitsunebiryu.
Okay, I won't beat around the bush.
I had a hard time with Fujima VS Pain/Konan.
Before you ask, Fujima is strong enough to fight Pain and Konan. They aren't weak, its just that Fujima is able to fight back, even in the poor condition she is in from neglecting her health. I was able to incorporate Kitsunebiryu, Nittoryu, and Santoryu with Fujima, including Rokushiki, which can supplement her swordsmanship. Before you ask, when fighting with Wado Ichimonji, Fujima prefers her sword over mixing her swordplay with Rokushiki, that is Kaku's thing. But she does use it as shown, but not all the time as Rokushiki is very complimentary to many things as shown in One Piece proper.
Now, before anything else, Pain and Konan are not going to be like their canon counter parts. I thought about it very hard, and decided they won't have any connection to Jiraiya at all.
Hmm…
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Oh, the Poll.
Yeah, Yamato is going to be a part of the story.
That is all I have to say at the moment, so if you enjoyed this chapter, please leave a review. If you didn't like the chapter, please let me know with a review as it does help me become a better author.