Chapter Forty-Seven - A Rock's Fissure
Naruto bent to the side to avoid the lunge of the staff's blade that was aimed for his stomach. The blade sliced through the air with deadly precision, but Naruto's quick reflexes allowed him to swat it away with his left hand. Krixia, not missing a beat, used the momentum to swing the other end of the pole around, aiming to catch Naruto in the face. He ducked just in time, feeling the wind from the near-miss rustling his hair. In the same fluid motion, he launched his right fist towards her chest, but Krixia anticipated his move. She jabbed her shield into his wrist, deflecting his punch so that it glanced off her breastplate with a metallic clang.
The force of Naruto's blow, though deflected, was still powerful enough to send Krixia skidding backwards. Her boots dug furrows into the ground as she was propelled through the underbrush, smashing through a few trees before coming to a halt. Naruto didn't give her a moment to recover. He dashed forward, his form blurring with speed, and appeared in front of her just as she stopped. Krixia, however, was ready. As Naruto's fist came toward her once more, she brought her staff down with a powerful arc, aiming for his shoulder.
The staff struck Naruto's shoulder with a dull thud, causing his punch to veer off course and graze her side instead of delivering a direct hit. She noted with some frustration that despite her successful strike, the damage to Naruto was minimal. A thin line of blood seeped through his shirt, but it was far from the debilitating wound she had hoped for.
Suddenly, Krixia had to divert her attention as one of Naruto's summoned Souls attacked. These spectral warriors, resembling knights of old in their chainmail and iron armour, wielded longswords with frightening strength. Each blow from the knight's sword reverberated through Krixia's shield, shaking her arm to the bone. She could feel the sheer power behind each strike, a testament to the otherworldly skills of the future era. Despite the relentless assault, she met each stroke with a block, her shield moving with practised precision to intercept the blows.
Naruto, seizing the opportunity, began forming hand seals rapidly.
"Wood Style: Greater Demon Prison!" he intoned.
Immediately, thick, gnarled wood erupted from the ground, snaking around Krixia's limbs and torso. The wooden tendrils grew at an alarming rate, binding her arms spread-eagle and immobilising her feet. In moments, she found herself crucified by the living wood. Before she could muster the strength to break free, a wooden cage started forming around her. This cage was different, covered in strange runes that pulsed with a mystical energy unfamiliar to her.
"Water Style: Ancient Whirlpool Technique, Trap Variant!" Nadare, Mizore, and Fubuki shouted.
Water began to coalesce from the air, swirling around Krixia in a violent torrent. The whirlpool grew in intensity, whipping her hair and clothes into a frenzy. The combined force of the water and the wooden prison enveloped her completely, isolating her from the outside world and her enemy. The power of this technique was immense, far surpassing any water-based magic she had encountered before.
Krixia's eyes widened as the water's pressure mounted, pressing against her from all sides. The whirlpool roared in her ears, drowning out all other sounds. She could feel the weight of the magic pressing down on her, a testament to their mastery over these elemental forces.
Despite her predicament, a small smile played on her lips as she thought, Now this is what I expect of the future's skills.
She steeled herself, preparing to break free from the dual constraints of wood and water, her mind racing to find a way out of this formidable trap. Even if she was confident that he could have killed her at any point yet, such was the power she felt from him, he refused to do so in fear of killing her host.
Naruto, meanwhile, was breathing calmly as Nadare, Mizore, and Fubuki all maintained the Ancient Whirlpool Technique while Kakuzu maintained the Greater Demon Prison in his stead. He finally had the moment to prepare for the exorcism and either banishment or resealing of the fallen Angel. He needed to get this situation more under control before the divine being decided that the body was worth losing and began taking all of the risks she currently avoided.
"Watch out, Prince-sama!"
Naruto raised a divine shield just in time to block the kunai aimed for his back, and even the explosives that followed half a second after. He quickly expanded the shield into a bubble as he feared whoever came to attack him would aim for his Souls who were maintaining the techniques. Sure enough, a dozen explosives hit his shield and consumed his vision in smoke and fire.
Maya held her katana defensively in front of her master, her orange eyes staring beyond the dome in preparation for the enemies that assaulted her master. The blade burned white hot with whisks of orange chakra charging from the metal.
Naruto's golden eyes caught the glimpse of black cloaks with red clouds and his eyes narrowed in reaction. "There are not many more Akatsuki left now, but my cousin keeps sending his members to the slaughter with the hope of winning against me."
The two men whom he recognized as Deidara the Mad Bomber, and the puppet body of Sasori of the Red Sands. The last two S-rank members of the original inner circle.
"With my art, even the gods will bow to my power, un!" Deidara shouted with a smirk.
"Stay focused," Sasori told his partner harshly. "He is not our typical target."
I don't even hold Kurama anymore, why are they after me? Naruto shook his head in frustration, not knowing what they could be here for. "You'd think that if it was revenge, my cousin would have come after me himself but instead he sends his lackeys."
"Stay and finish exorcising Krixia from Kurotsuchi-chan. I will handle these idiots."
His Souls vocalised their understanding of his orders, Maya settling into a more defensive stance for her brethren, before he split himself in half. This act was beyond that of any clone technique as it was with the power of his Divinity and Souls that he was able to do this.
This technique would split his power in half and with the use of a various Soul, he would create a separate body for Khahrahk to inhabit. This would leave himself without his zanpakuto but because they were linked any final blows delivered by Khahrahk would still link the souls to Naruto.
"I got the yellow one!" Khahrahk grinned before using a quick Whirlwind Push Technique to send Deidara flying backwards.
Naruto threw up a quick Earth Wall to stop the poison kunai from hitting Khahrahk as the spirit dashed after the blonde missing-nin with a grin on his face.
"I'm your opponent, Sasori!"
Iwagakure
The village is in a frenzy with excitement. News from the nations around them all share that they are overwhelmed with the powerful individuals that could only be described as monsters. Even now, news is being shared and Konoha and Suna were mobilising to deal with the new threats.
The Tsuchikage gave the order that they will be mobilising onto their borders and preparing for their own offensive, and to fight Konoha and Suna shinobi should they happen to defeat their three shinobi. It was said that not only was the Kazekage moving to attack Kurotsuchi, but Takigakure's Jinchuriki was stalling Taejin's attack until Konoha's task force can arrive.
Soojeun was uncontested for the most part, but her plantlife horde were facing guerilla fighters in her forest. Apparently, they belonged to the Legion Syndicate in the region and that meant they were under the control of the Uzumaki through Zoya Senju. That was enough cause for them to justify war on the clan.
"Uh, Tsuchikage-sama," Akatsuchi slowly opened the door to the elderly Kate's office. "I have an updated report on Kurotsuchi-san's status."
Onoki groaned before holding out his hand. "Let me see it, Akatsuchi."
The large shinobi quickly handed it to his leader before stepping backwards.
Onoki opened the seal and quickly looked over the paper. He read it quickly, as there were only three lines on the paper, but what he read did not process immediately. He had to reread it a second and third time before his knuckles began turning white and the paper ripped from the stress.
"Get a division scrambled this instant!" Onoki slammed his fist on the desk, indenting it. He barely registered the pain shooting through his back in his rage. "I want them on the move to Kurotsuchi's location at this moment! Go!"
Akatsuchi jumped at the primal shout of authority before quickly shunshin to gather the required amount of shinobi.
Onoki shook for a few moments before his shoulders sagged and he began crying. "I'm sorry, Kurotsuchi-chan. I'm so sorry."
"Kurotsuchi is consumed by the power of the ring. The Uzumaki Prince has started sealing them. Her chakra can no longer be sensed."
Naruto
The blonde Prince punched the chest of the Uchiha puppet before its Sharingan could predict his movements. It did not shatter, however, and was simply blown back from the strong impact. Two more puppets would take its place and swarm him with poisoned weapons.
It was like facing a hydra, with every one to three puppets defeated they would be replaced with double that number. There was no end to the puppets under the redhead's control and it truly showed how he became known as the best puppet master alive. There was a reason he was sought out by Nagato.
Truth be told, if Naruto were to go all out then this fight would have been over in moments. He could completely lock this area in Uzumaki Fuinjutsu and unleash his Divine powers to overpower the puppets and any other techniques. So why is he prolonging this fight?
Naruto cleaved through the puppet's strings with a chakra-coated hand before landing on his feet across from Sasori. The redhead is no longer in his armoured puppet after it was destroyed with a well-timed Rasenringu. He could feel that the redhead was not completely in the fight. Something was holding him back and it prevented him from making sound and intelligent choices in their battle.
I guess I have to rile him up and find out what's going on.
"I know all about you, Sasori of the Bloodied Sands," Naruto stared at the short redhead in front of him as he spoke out across the clearing. "Born in Sunagakure half a decade after the Second Shinobi War to an accomplished line of puppet masters, you had wanted for nothing in a poor village that only the hardy could survive. That changed when your parents died in the line of battle, and your grandmother taught you the art of puppetry. A real prodigy, I heard."
Naruto swept his hand across, looking at the numerous puppets created out of strong shinobi long since dead. "What do you hope for with these puppets, your own parents being among this number? I know that the cold wood of any puppet, no matter the sentiment attached, will not bring the warmth of a loving family that you long for."
"Do not speak as if you understand my pain," Sasori finally spoke, his light voice cutting through the air like a blade even as his expression did not change.
"I don't know the pain of the loss of familial love?" Naruto asked the question with confusion even as he raised an empirical eyebrow. "Surely not me. Not me, whose father died protecting him and his mother from a masked infiltrator. Not me, whose mother sacrificed her life to protect her newborn once her burden was undone. No me, who has had the nightmares of feeling and losing the caring embrace of his parents during his entire childhood."
"Not ME!" Naruto shouted as his eyes burned scarlet with divine power and the ruby crown floating above his head flared. "Who has only known true familial love once he had his own to care for! The difference between you and I is that I pushed forward! I hoped and I manifested a future of love that I can truly behold with the goodness of my heart and appreciate with the fresh tears on my cheeks! But you- no, you wallow in your self pity!"
Naruto dodged the insanely rapid strike from one of the puppets without moving his attention from the redhead. The puppet master's eyes are dark and twitching as he commands his puppet to deliver a mortal strike at the blonde. With a simple palm strike, the puppet burst into splinters and the chakra strings attached were shredded beyond salvage.
"Hit a spot, did I?" Naruto smirked teasingly. "So your excuse for not finding your own familial love is what if not pity?"
"I learned a long time ago that love is not something I can have!" Sasori shouted even as he sent puppets by ones or twos after the blonde. "Love is appreciating beauty and having it last. My puppets are the testament to my love! They will last with me."
"So you think yourself so unloved that you need to fabricate your own proof," Naruto stated sadly even as he dodged the strikes from the angered redhead. "This world produces so many broken individuals."
Naruto ducked under the bladed strike before grabbing his opponent's hair. He swiped his feet and slammed his head into the ground, creating a crater with the impact. His Souls appeared to fight off the puppets as he held the redhead down.
"Calm down," Naruto ordered Sasori as he thrashed around in his grip.
A puppet was able to stab him briefly before being dispatched by a few of the surrounding Souls. He did not react, however, and didn't even release a sound as he stared into the dark furious eyes of the redhead in his hand. Sasori's eyes widened at that, watching as the poisoned wound was healed in moments despite not having the Kyuubi or channelling Sage chakra.
"I want you to stop," Naruto finally commanded with an even but soft tone. "I'm tired of fighting the people this world has broken. I have no reason to kill anyone like you, even if our ideals clash."
Naruto looked up when he felt the emotions and memories of Maya and the other Souls handling Krixia. He needed the fallen Angel for his coming plan, but he wanted Kurotsuchi safe above all else. He will take her to Uzushio where she can recover from the possession, but he needed to handle the bastard that did this.
"You really achieved becoming a perfect being."
Sasori's quiet voice did not miss Naruto's ears and he looked down to see the redhead staring off to the side. His eyes are dull and sullen, the puppets he commanded all crumpling to the ground as he ends his chakra strings.
"I'm not perfect," Naruto sighed and shook his head. "Even now, I do not command my entire power. If I wanted to, I could have ended you and Krixia when I wanted."
"Why didn't you," Sasori looked at him when he asked the question. "Why hold back with all this power?"
Naruto just stared back as he gathered the words to properly articulate everything and Sasori did not interrupt him. "I have a lot to care about, and the mindset of a mortal person. I forget what my power can do sometimes, and others I'm too afraid of the people I can hurt in the crossfire."
"I could have ended you and be done with you, using your soul to feed my undead army like the others of Akatsuki that I have faced, but I didn't. You have gained the chance to look at yourself, so reevaluate the circumstances, and with that you have ceded your fight." Naruto's eyes did not move from the redhead but he did loosen the grip he had on Sasori's head.
"I have always been about second chances; I did it for Gaara even when he posed a threat to my former village, even your Leader, who is my cousin, I have given more than the typical two chances but he still threatens my people." Naruto finally removed his hand from Sasori's head and sat back on his legs. "I have no need to kill you, no need for ending the life of someone who has simply been forced to make the more difficult choices. I instead offer you a second chance with the ability to change your future from a mindless mercenary to someone more."
Sasori bolted up onto his knees and extended a poisoned two-foot blade from his forearm. He stared menacingly into the blonde's eyes, the red hue of the scarlet crown casting a menacing tint over the razor edge. Neither moved, however, even as they and their faces were less than a foot apart, the blade being in direct contact with the Prince's skin.
"So what is your choice, Sasori," Naruto finally asked without a shake to his tone or a flex of his muscles. "Are you going to keep doing what you're doing, or will you take the second chance and become something more than broken?"
The silence was palpable as Sasori searched the Prince's eyes for… something. The blonde was not sure what it was, but he hoped whatever it was it would be satisfactory. And suddenly, the redhead seemed to grin amusedly before retracting the blade and sat back with a sense of relief and disappointment.
"Even if you do not think so, you are a perfect piece of art in my eyes," Sasori sighed out before turning to the blonde. "I will follow your lead… Divine Prince."
Naruto raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side. "Did… did you just hit on me?"
Meanwhile
Akatsuchi is leading a team of twenty-four shinobi of A-rank and above towards the battlefield where Kurotsuchi was last reported. The team was weak in the support area as he could only find offensive-capable individuals in the short period of time and the most experienced medic-nin knew how to bandage and clot wounds. That was not the best, but the general census of Iwagakure had always been "we are the rock in place, immovable for generations, and when we are broken more of us take its place."
Even while worrying about this, stomach felt heavy and his heart pounded in fear as he remembered his leader's words.
"Kurotsuchi has failed. Reclaim the ring."
Kurotsuchi had failed? Impossible, she had one of if not the most impeccable record of the Jonin forces. She may have retreated in the few missions she has failed but to outright fail and die? No, that was impossible to think of.
"Approaching the battlefield," one of his shinobi answered, one of the few sensors. "I sense a total of eight people. One is incredibly… immense."
The man felt breathless at what he was feeling, almost like he was being starved of air slowly. Akatsuchi glanced at the man before grimacing, which was very unlike himself. "Get yourself together, Ganeki. That is simply the Prince of Uzushiogakure."
That sent a shiver through the assembled shinobi force. They had all heard the things the Uzumaki have done, and Naruto was the most dangerous of that clan. Even if everyone there wanted to kill the man for being the child of their most hated enemy, they understood that the man was no mere adversary that they could take on without fear. No, they had to fear him and his power.
"How far away are they?" Akatsuchi asked finally, desiring a change of topic.
"One hundred metres towards the largest group," Ganeki answered. "One is closing in on that location quickly from the opposite direction as us. The last two are seventy-five metres a little south-west of us."
Akatsuchi nodded his head resolutely. "Our main objective is securing the ring! Our lives mean nothing and we must complete our mission for the success of our village! Once one of us has the ring, activate the recall scroll to return back to Iwagakure. Understood?"
"Yes, sir!"
The twenty-five shinobi prepared themselves for a sudden and intense battle once they reached their target, many praying to the Sage for strength and luck. Akatsuchi on the other hand simply narrowed his eyes as he prepared for his own personal mission. Call him selfish and insubordinate, but he wanted to recover Kurotsuchi himself. He had a feeling that Naruto would not harm her if she survived, but from Onoki's attitude it was unlikely she was alive anymore.
They were finally reaching the target area, as was seen by the denser amount of corpses on the ground they had to dash around. The climax was finally approaching.
"Akatsuchi-sama! The Kazekage is there!"
Naruto
The blonde stared at the special containment scroll that Krixia was sealed into that was in his hand before pocketing it. The scroll has a simple design that could pass as an equipment storage scroll from just about every village, and that was what he wanted. He doubted that he would be left alone for long and he did not want an ornate object to gain anyone's attention.
"Prince-sama," Maya bowed with the other Souls behind her. "What do you require of us?"
Naruto looked into the sky before breathing out a sigh through his nose. "Khahrahk should be returning soon as I now have Deidara's soul. We should make our way back to Konoha."
I need to discuss a potential marriage to start a Konoha Uzumaki branch. Naruto did not think the last outside but he could feel the stare from Sasori.
The redhead has been watching him closely for a while now and it was starting to creep him out.
"Naruto!"
Hearing his name, the blonde turned to see a cloud of sand speeding in his direction. He grinned at that, knowing only one person who manipulated sand. "Gaara!"
The other redhead landed a few feet from him, but Gaara's eyes did not look at him but at Sasori. He was tense suddenly, his sand swirling behind and above him as he stared down his countryman.
"What are you doing with Sasori of the Bloody Sands, Naruto?"
Before the blonde could answer, Sasori beat him to it. "I am now a loyal follower of Prince-sama."
"Ignore him, ever since he's gotten his ass kicked by me he is delusionally loyal or in love with me. I'm afraid of both but won't turn him away." Naruto's blank stare and exhausted tone made Gaara turn to him. "Don't give me that look, I already told you when I changed your ways that I have a soft spot for red hairs and eyes."
"Most of your wives have neither," Gaara gave a blank response.
"Izumi has the Sharingan which is somewhat red. Isane's face turns red when I compliment her. Sara, Karin and Tayuya's hair are shades of red and I married Sara while travelling back to the present," Naruto began listing his wives individually. "Zoya's nipples are-"
"Alright enough," Gaara sighed and palmed his face. "I get it, you love the colour red. What happened to the enemy?"
"I took care of her," Naruto answered as he held up the black ring Krixia used to inhabit. "I don't know how Orochimaru found her, but she should be under control now until I get her transferred to a safer place."
"That's good-," Gaara was interrupted when he instinctively raised the sand to protect the entire group from the hail of multiple Shadow Shuriken Techniques.
"Iwa shinobi!" Maya shouted as she pulled out her weapon.
Naruto turned to see the dozens of red-brown-tan clothed ninja rushing towards them. "Oh dear Mother, I had hoped to Father they wouldn't appear."
"Orders, Prince-sama?"
Naruto pinched the bridge of his nose before sighed roughly. "We were going to have to pay Onoki and Iwagakure a visit sooner or later. We will incapacitate all of these shinobi and deliver them to him then."
"Understood!"
The Souls dashed forward without another word and clashed with the opposing force.
I wonder what I will do to that old bastard now, Naruto thought as he made a summoning call without seals or much chakra. Answer.
It was a few moments before a puff of smoke appeared in front of him. It quickly dispersed to reveal Kimi, who bowed low to him.
She is wearing a white long sleeve shirt that revealed her shoulders and the bindings around her breasts, the sleeves reaching half a foot past her hands. She has on a red lower dress robe that splits at the sides of her waist to her mid thigh, a black cloth belt holding the waistline together. Her white hair is held back with a red ribbon, and an Uzu swirl tattoo can be seen along the left collarbone and breast.
"Master has summoned me?"
Naruto smiled at the girl and patted her head affectionately. "I need you to take this scroll to the medical centre in Uzushiogakure." A scroll that contained Kurotsuchi's body was handed to her. "Make sure they are taken care of, understood?"
"Of course, Master," Kimi bowed before disappearing with a smoke cloud left behind.
"What are you going to do to Iwagakure, Naruto?" Gaara ended up asking after his friend's servant left.
"Would you be upset and try to stop me if I planned to make this a Yukigakure part two?" Naruto asked his friend rhetorically.
"We are in no position to question the will of a Divine God," Sasori put his two cents in before Gaara could answer.
Gaara's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at his fellow redhead. "I don't know if you are serious or not."
"He is," Naruto answered with a sigh.
"Hm," Gaara shook his head. "If that is what you think is best to quell this attempt at a Fourth Shinobi War, then I will not question it. However, unlike Yukigakure, the other major villages may feel threatened from your ability to destroy them at any moment."
"I don't plan on destroying Iwagakure," Kurotsuchi would be upset was left unsaid on Naruto's part as he did not want his love's home to be destroyed.
Gods, I wonder if I can make her the Tsuchikage, Naruto hung his head a bit and closed his eyes.
"Bastard!"
Naruto lazily raised his head to look at who screamed his name with so much rage and found Akatsuchi charging past Kakuzu and in his direction. He raised his hand to stop Sasori from moving to engage the Iwa-nin. When the large male was within fifteen feet, he raised his hand in a tense scooping motion and the energies answered his command.
Akatsuchi was sent flying from his feet and landed with a roll, stumbling as he got to his feet and tried to continue his charge. He swung his sword at the blonde but found it intercepted by the man's bare hand. He tried to push with all his might to cut the man's hand, to force him back even an inch to know he did something, but his enraged expression was met with only pity. Even now, the blonde man was not threatened and showed no remorse for what he did.
"She trusted you!"
Akatsuchi dropped his tanto and pulled out a kunai to stab the Prince in the throat. That, too, was interrupted and the kunai went flying to the side. He had a second to process the loss of his weapon before his throat was seized by two strong hands, lifting him off the ground and into the air.
Naruto, whose scarlet crown that radiated a blood-like aura, stared at the large male with black eyes and a disgusted snarl on his face. Half of his face and body shrivelled and darkened like charred remains, but there was still a holy aura to him even as his visage turned demonic. It horrified Akatsuchi, even moreso when a black-haired version of the Prince appeared behind with a bloodthirsty smirk and red slit eyes.
"Do you know what you speak of, Akatsuchi," Naruto finally spoke. His voice is calm and light, but there was an undertone that sent shivers up and down his spine. "She trusted me? The use of past tense means you assume I KILLED HER! Do you know what you claim I did?! To the ONE I LOVE?!"
Naruto's hands clenched as he tried to restrain himself from strangling the man to death, even as he wanted nothing more than to kill this man for what he was saying of him. He killed Kurotsuchi? The woman he loves and could not hold for so long because of the Tsuchikage and the biases of the village she loves?
"Who are YOU to say that?" Naruto eased his hands for the man to speak but he only got coughing and wheezing as an answer.
The fighting had ended as soon as Akatsuchi had shouted at the blonde Prince and now everyone just watched the interaction with shock. Few of them could make the connection but others were confused but the horror they felt from the man's appearance made them quiet.
"Reports say her chakra could not be felt under Krixia," Akatsuchi finally wheezed under the pain. "She's gone. You caused that. You caused all of this."
Naruto stared at the man for a few moments before ripping his hands away and letting him crumple on the ground. He stepped back and looked over the Iwa-nin that remained standing as the others were incapacitated like he ordered. The rage in his heart still bubbled but he quenched it with his plans for the village.
"Seal them for transportation. I am done being lenient and letting that old bastard get away with all of this."
So the original draft had been over 10,000 words as it also included other fights that would be going on concurrently with all of this. I decided, so it wasn't too long of a chapter, that I will just split it into two separate entries that way it's not too overwhelming. That is the best course for it all.
Also, I have a new story out called Lost Realms. It's just a bunch of drabbles of possible crossovers, and requests for anyone that reviews/messages for it. No guarantee it would come out fast, and most are 1,000-2,000 words so it's not like these.
Thank you all :)
Krieger Techpriest: A very big shame as this Naruto is not the forgiving one from canon lol
Guest: It is common for many to think they are the messiah for a new world or new movement, we have seen it in the real world, so even when it seems the world is against you you'll keep going with your way of thinking.
Jake the Snake: Akatsuki has been dying left and right o.o
This is for SamsonOfOld specifically.
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