I don't own Naruto or One Piece. Seriously folks the only thing I own on this particular day is my Black Mask costume.
"Talk" Talking
'Think' Thinking
It was the very next day Jinbe introduced Naruto to the pride of Fishman Island. It wasn't Coral Hill, the Gyoverly Hills, or even Water Wheel Town. No, it was the Fishman Karate Dojo one of the most revered and respected places that taught the soldiers of Neptune's military, Jinbe, the legendary Fisher Tiger, and even the king himself.
The entire outside structure was intimidating it was made out of red coral while the gigantic doors that blocked them from entering were made out of pure iron. Undaunted by the appearance Jinbe pounded on the iron doors, making an eerie gonging noise that no doubt alerted every person within the dojo. Almost immediately the doors were pulled open by two fifty foot tall blue whale fishmen, and with respectful bows they granted them inside the large building.
Naruto fully expected to find the place full of broken posts, destroyed walls, and the broken and battered bodies of student and teachers alike. To his surprise however everything in the dojo was intact, clean, and peaceful. As the two fishmen entered the gigantic dojo the blond immediately took in the professional feel of the place, from the various fish and to his surprise mermen meditating in the zen gardens, to the sound of the students shouting out at they went through their katas.
"Magnificent isn't it?" Jinbe gestured his right hand at the dojo. "This entire area is just for the beginners, when you advance in rank you'll get to see more of this entire place until you reach a certain level."
"What happens when I reach a certain level?" Naruto asked in sincere curiosity.
"That depends. My former crew mate Kuroobi reached level forty before leaving the dojo. Most of the palace guards are either level twenty-five or thirty practitioners before they leave, honestly Naruto-kun it depends on the person's will to continue in this place."
"Then what level are you Boss?"
"I am level a level ninety practitioner Naruto-kun." The whale shark fishman answered. "I have high expectations for you to one day surpass me, so train hard okay?"
"You're not staying?" Naruto asked in a slightly surprised tone. "I thought you would have an active hand in my training."
"And I will my pupil. But you have to understand that my duties will force me to leave the island for extended periods of time, weather it is guarding nations in times of war to keeping pirates in check."
"Will you ever take me with you on one of your assignments?"
"When I feel that you're ready Naruto-kun." Jinbe gave his student his toothy smile before ruffling his hair up. "But don't worry too much about it; I have a feeling that you'll travel with me much sooner than later."
After the pep talk the two arrived at what the blond would the registering station, the Shichibukai signed his student into the beginner's class. After wishing his student luck and promising him that he would visit him, and telling him to visit the family as much as he could the whale shark fishman left Naruto into the care of his teachers.
After being given a white gi with a matching white sash the tiger shark fishman guided into a room filled with nine other students, and their teacher.
While the students were of the various species of fish, the teacher…he was something else. He was an extremely tall puffer fish fishman, had small gray round eyes, sharp jagged teeth, and long orange hair that reached into his back with some pinned up at the top. He had six thick green stripes on his round face. Attire-wise, he wore a black gi and sash with white training tape wrapped around his forearms and hands.
"Finally our last student has arrived. Now we can finally begin." The fishman's watery voice echoed throughout the room, sending shivers down the student's spines. "Students I am Suikazan Fuguki, one of the many instructors of this dojo. Here you will learn a number of devastating moves for both land and sea combat, water manipulation, and personal adaptation for your fins, teeth, and so on.
"Now I'm not going to lie, this will probably be the harshest experience you will ever face in your entire young lives. And I fully expect more than half of you to drop out. But for those who stay I will warn you that I will make you bleed, sweat, cry, and one more than one occasion break your bones. You will come to hate me, but in the end you all will thank me." After finishing his speech Fuguki leveled his gaze at his new students, many of them were shaking in their gi's, but the blond tiger shark was meeting his gaze with the fire of determination blazing in his blue eyes.
'Well lookie here the adopted brat of the Royal Family has some fire in his eyes. We'll see how long that lasts.' The puffer fish fishman thought to himself before pointing at the biggest student in the room. He was twice Naruto's age and several feet taller as well. But unlike the new meat he had a killer look in his green eyes that went along with the several scars running along his black upper body and white under belly. "You there! What is your name!"
"Skorca sir!" The killer whale fishman introduced himself.
"I want you and…" He steeled his gaze at Naruto and gave a toothy smirk. "the new arrival to spar against each other so I can see what I have to work with, the rest will follow soon after."
The two fishmen nodded at their teacher and after the remaining students cleared the way for the upcoming fight. Naruto leveled his eyes at the killer whale that stood several feet taller than him; his opponent bared his sharp teeth as some sort of threatening gesture, the blond only glared as he tightened his fists.
Fuguki raised his right arm, and cut it downward. "Fight!" He barked at them.
Being the smaller of the two Naruto immediately sped at the killer whale fishman; Skorka immediately tensed the muscles in his right arm and took a swing. Fully expecting that maneuver the blond hopped to the left and using his previous experiences in the pits jumped at his opponents exposed opening, reaching his arm back he delivered a devastating punch to Skorka's ribs. The killer whale fishman gritted his teeth in pain, but undeterred he immediately spun on his left heel, and despite his giant size he proved to be pretty fast as he delivered a spinning back fist onto the back of Naruto's head.
His eyes opening in surprise Naruto found himself flying forward, skipping off the tatami mats three times before hitting face first into the solid coral wall. A loud cracking sound caused the students to cringe as they heard the cartilage in the tiger shark fishman's nose break, but after gnashing his teeth together the tiger shark fishman immediately fell onto his feet, turned around and sprinted towards his opponent. Skorka seeing this immediately threw a wild haymaker, but to his and everyone else's surprise Naruto skidded under the punch, and flew in-between his legs, not wasting a single movement he hit the coral wall feet first and used the friction to rebound off the wall and fly at his opponents back. The blond extended his fists and hit Skorka right in the kidneys, as his opponent cried out in sudden shock and pain, Naruto bent his knees, let his feet hit the floor and jumped straight into the air. For the finishing move he somersaulted once and began descending downwards, his momentum building up the tiger shark somersaulted two more times before bringing his right leg out, and delivered a devastating axe-kick to Skorka's bald head.
The killer whale fishman felt nothing but his brain boggling inside his skull, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, and fell forward unconscious to the world. Fuguki raised an eyebrow to suppress the shock he felt towards the match he looked over his panting student. The adopted son of Neptune and Otohime looked to be a little out of breath, he had some perspiration running down his face, but he didn't seem to feel the blood running down his broken nose that was now coating the front a nice crimson color.
"Impressive boy." The puffer fish fishman nodded at him. "I never expected a green horn to pull off combination moves like that on his first day."
"This isn't my first fight Fuguki-sensei, especially against someone bigger than me." Naruto responded before he brought his right hand to his nose. Wincing a bit he brought his thumb and index finger on the opposite ends of his nose respectfully, and a loud crack was heard as he set the broken ends back into place. "I fought a lot until I was adopted; I just hope that I showed you that I still got the stuff for the school."
"Your form is sloppy, you have a lot of wasted movements, and you seem to be the bull headed type." Fuguki listed off the obvious faults Naruto had. "But you have decent enough reflexes, an unorthodox way of fighting, and most importantly fighting experience. I think you'll fit right in boy." The puffer fish fishman smirked.
One month later Naruto learned firsthand that the rumors of the dojo were no exaggeration. The training was brutal to the core, during what he would call 'Hell Month' they woke them up at three in the morning and quite literally exercised them into the ground. Each day they were forced to lift backbreaking weights ten times their weight, several kata exercises one-thousand times each, eat something that tasted like cardboard but was claimed to be 'healthy' for them and finally an intense sparring session with one of the several instructors.
That very month they weeded half of them out, and in the following months all that were left were none other than Naruto and Skorka. However instead of a friendly rivalry these two were more or less bitter enemies, after the blond defeated the killer whale fishman, he inadvertently hurt his pride and ensured a bitterness that wouldn't end until one of them died.
Speaking of which the two were in another fierce sparring match. With Fuguki standing in the background, his sharp eyes darted back and forth as his two final students exchanged punches back and forth with each other. The battle-scarred whale shark fishman let out a growl as he punched his opponent in the chest, sending him flying straight across the room and straight into the wall. The long-haired fishman winced a little bit as the blond fell to the floor face first, but like always he somehow got to his feet and began to run at his opponent.
"That is enough!" He barked out, immediately stopping the two in mid-punch. Marching over the giant fishman placed his hands on their shoulders and nodded in what they assumed was satisfaction. "You two have exceeded my expectations, and have proved yourselves to be the best out of the eight weaklings who bailed." Giving them a sharp and extremely rare smile he reached into his gi and slapped a patch that had the number one on the front of their gi's. "Welcome to the school boys."
Giving Fuguki a grateful smile Naruto bowed in gratefulness and respect. "Thank you Fuguki-sensei, I won't let you down." Skorka narrowed his eyes and bowed soon after in thanks to his teacher.
"We will see about that boy, it only gets harder from here." Fuguki's voice spoke nothing but the truth. "Come back tomorrow boys, we will turn you both into fighters yet."
The next day Naruto found himself standing within a group of nearly twenty students within one of the many rooms within the dojo. His eyes staring straight ahead at one of the instructors as he showed them the Ten Tile Punch with a board look on his face. Normally he would have paid great attention to the lesson, but his mind was occupied with his sad reunion with his family. Normally such an achievement of surviving Hell Month would have been met with great joy and celebration, but with Otohime's assassination still fresh in everyone's mind and Shirahoshi being targeted by a dangerous pedophile the blond honestly wasn't expecting a very happy place when he got there.
And sure enough when he walked through the doors the mood was pretty somber. Neptune was a shadow of his former self, no longer the jolly king and second father was still heartbroken from losing the love of his life and from what the various staff members were saying would never take another for as long as he lived. Ryuboshi and Manboshi had masks of false happiness that were just sickening to look at. Fukaboshi, he'd seen no fin or hair of him, the merman that he viewed as his eldest brother simply disappeared. And finally to Naruto's ever growing anger at the unfairness that befell his adopted family, Shirahoshi, the mermaid that always made him feel better was nearly killed by the pirate Vander Decken. Apparently she politely declined the eighth generation pirate Captain which apparently threw him into a homicidal rage-which he claimed in one of his letters that 'If he couldn't have Shirahoshi, no one would!', and with great reluctance she was forced to stay inside the Hard-Shell Tower where Neptune once locked himself in to quell his killing urges after Otohime was murdered until the man was captured and dealt with.
After being denied access due to the fear that a weapon would fly at the tower at any second, Naruto went straight to his room, stayed there until morning, and left without even saying a goodbye to anyone.
"Uzumaki!" An irritated voice broke Naruto out of his inner thoughts to meet face-to-face with the instructor Umino Iruka, a bottlenose dolphin fishman glaring straight at him. "For the third time what is the proper technique for maximizing the damage of the Ten Tile Punch."
"I'm sorry Iruka-sensei, umm the proper technique is to visualize your target and with proper rotation of the elbow and fist your strike would be maximized to the fullest extent?" Naruto answered the question to the best of his ability.
"Not exactly Naruto." Snapping his fingers the wall across the students opened up to reveal an extremely long table with exactly one-hundred tiles securely fastened on it. "You see students the proper rotation of the elbow is a factor, but your footwork is very important when delivering a punch, the stronger your stance the more you'll be able to load a punch." Holding his right hand up to show them the scar-nosed fishman continued. "I am right-handed, when I throw a left hook I step forward with my left, pivot with my right, rotate my right shoulder then start delivering my punch, at the last second before making contact I turn my fist inward and turn my knuckles upward so that my index and middle fingers are in the area making contact."
Making sure his students were paying full attention Iruka proceeded to demonstrate the proper technique, and punched the row of one-hundred tiles. His fist broke through the first three tiles, and what could only be described as massive shock wave of kinetic energy destroyed the remaining ninety-seven tiles. Seeing his students with their jaws unhinged in awe the brown-haired teacher scratched is nose, and chuckled. "Now that I wowed you, let's get started on the Ten Tile Punch then we will work our way upwards okay?"
Because of his last name Naruto had to wait his turn to try his hand in breaking the ten tiles. Now normally this would irritate him, but this time he was glad to be the last to take a try. The blond observed the technique of the levels above him, he saw their footwork, the way they rotated their shoulders, and the point of impact where their fists hit the tiles. He also viewed the rookie students, mainly the level two through fives, and saw what not to do which involved them either breaking or bruising their fists-minus that rat bastard Skorka of course, he was just a monster with brute strength on his side.
Then his turn came and a small bit of nervousness crept into his throat, but it didn't stop him from walking on over to the table with ten tiles secured on it. Naruto took several deep breaths and slowly visualized the target, zeroing in he breathed out one more time, raised his right fist and using punched at the tiles. "Miss!" He heard someone cough out, causing him to unfortunately miss his intended target, causing his right knuckle to scrape against the side of the stone, tearing the skin open.
Immediately a good majority or the class, mainly the younger and immature ones to burst out laughing. But for Naruto's sake the older ones would only wince in sympathy as they cradled their knuckles, except for Skorka who gave him a vicious toothy grin.
Like a switch flicking the lights on Naruto growled angrily at the killer whale fishman. With his hair overshadowing his eyes, no one saw his eyes bleeding into the crimson color of Sea King Mode. He saw Iruka flapping his lips, but no words were reaching though to him, so he did the only logical thing that came to mind. He attempted to punch the tiles again, and this time he succeeded, with his right arm expanding with muscle and adrenaline he punched not only through the ten tiles, but through the coral wall as well.
Dead silence filled the room as the students looked on in pure shock, but unlike them Iruka walked up to his panting student and placed his right hand on Naruto's shaking right shoulder. When the blond looked up he gave the bottlenose dolphin fishman a fake smile and a thumbs up. "Looks like I passed, huh Iruka-sensei?"
"Yes you did Naruto, yes you did."
Two years later Naruto found himself standing in front of Fuguki. The puffer fish fishman looked down at the ten year old and noted that the boy he left in Iruka's capable hands had changed a good deal. Other than being an inch taller, and more sturdy-looking, he had a more serious deposition and had his fists wrapped in training tape. "Do you know why you're here Uzumaki?" he asked.
"I'm afraid I don't Fuguki-sensei." Naruto politely answered.
"It because I wish to give you this." With years of experience Fuguki lashed his right arm out, tore his patch that had the number nine on it, and slapped on a patch that had the number ten on it. "You have progressed much this year, but that wasn't the reason I called you here boy." Seeing the blond raise an eyebrow he continued. "Unfortunately this is where you part ways with the school for now, King Neptune has asked for your presence."
"What does my father want?" The blond asked with Neptune's role as his dad sounding foreign to him.
"That is not my business boy, but he says it's very important. Now get out of here."
After reluctantly leaving the dojo Naruto found himself inside the castle nearly an hour later, standing right in front of Neptune and Jinbe. And just like a year before nothing had changed, what used to be a place of joy and happiness, was just nothing more than an empty place of mourning. Sure the staff was smiling and hard at work, but it was a farce, a sickening farce. There was no happiness here and he suspected that there will never be any ever again.
"Naruto, my son, do you know why I called you here?" Neptune asked.
"I'm afraid I don't father."
"That's because I requested it Naruto-kun." Jinbe answered for his king. Seeing the young tiger shark fishman look at him in confusion the newest member of the Shuchibukai explained himself. "I know what you're thinking, 'Why is Boss Jinbe interrupting my time in the dojo?'. Well I'll have you know that you need to see the world, the real world and all the people in it, so for the next month you will be accompanying me to the surface."
Instead of seeing the boy jump for joy about going to the surface like Otohime once did, Naruto only gave the whale shark fishman a deadpan look. "Sorry Boss, but I'm afraid I will have to decli-" Seeing Jinbe's eyes narrow at him caused the blond to stop dead in his tracks at his chilling gaze, and then he suddenly remembered what Jinbe said to him a year ago, the only way to protect everyone he held dear was to face everything above and below the sea. "…never mind I'm ready when you are."
"We leave tomorrow; I suggest that you settle your affairs before you leave."
After bidding Jinbe farewell Naruto left the throne room without a second thought leaving the two alone. "He's changed Jinbe. I'm beginning to worry about him being a destroyer rather than a savior."
"Do not worry my King. Naruto is still young, and he still knows right from wrong. Just give him some time."
"He was given two years, I thought that putting all his anger towards training he would finally come around."
Looking towards Neptune, Jinbe kept his stoic gaze on him. "The boy has been through much, just rely on me, Otohime's faith in him will not be in vain."
While the adults were left talking Naruto found himself doing what Jinbe told him to do. He figured that after a year he could see Shirahoshi again, and that was why he was standing in front of the Hard-Shell Tower. The guards, however, weren't cooperating with his request to see her.
"Come on let me in!" Naruto barked out at the two.
"I'm sorry Prince-"
"For the last time I'm not a prince!" The blond rebutted him. "I'm not in line for the crown, I'm not of royal blood, I'm just some kid the Royal Family brought into their home."
"That is not helping your case child." The second one deadpanned.
"I know that…but please I need to see Shirahoshi. It's been over a year since we even talked, much less seen each other. I will be leaving tomorrow for an entire month and when I get back I'm planning on going back to the dojo. I only want a half hour, nothing more, nothing less."
"We said no!" The second guard snapped at him.
Placing his webbed hand on his colleagues shoulder the first guard did his best to stop the situation from escalating. "Naruto I know you miss her, we all do. But please you must understand that it is still far too dangerous to let her have visitors, it's just as dangerous delivering her meals." Seeing the crestfallen look the blond was giving him the first guard sighed and said this to him. "Tell you what, when you reach level forty in the Fishman Karate Dojo, then and only then will we in good faith let you in. We'll even discuss it with King Neptune when he comes by later today."
The look in his eyes showed that it was an outrageous offer. Because he would more than likely be in his teens before he could see her again, so after clenching his fists hard enough to make his knuckles pop, he sighed in defeat and accepted the deal…for now.
The very next day Naruto boarded a ship coated with the Yarukiman resin Saint Mjosgard used upon leaving Fishman Island. It was…an experience for Naruto who never stepped foot off the place of his birth, that was a good sign for Jinbe seeing his awed and terrified expressions at the giant beasts that passed by the ship. Then when they actually reached the surface the boy nearly had a heart attack when he felt the heat, the gentle sea breeze, and seeing the real sun for the first time.
But then when the days dragged on the poor boy spend most of the time hanging over the side of the ship puking his guts out. Thankfully for him at least it only lasted a week before he got his sea legs, but unfortunately for most of the crew, boredom did not suit Naruto at all. For the remaining week the blond continued to train his body with a disturbingly amount of pushups, situps, squats, and any other exercise he could come up with.
"Naruto-kun normally I would be proud that you're continuing to train, but you need to let your body rest." Jinbe said to his student as he watched him perform his one-thousandth situp, and it looked like he still had a shockingly amount of energy to spare.
"I'm sorry boss but I can't stop, to get to the next level I'm supposed to be able to lift nearly eight-hundred pounds twenty times."
"And it's only going to get tougher my pupil. You may have gotten to level ten in under a year, congratulations by the way, but I don't expect you to kill yourself to rise through the ranks. There will be instances when I have to pull you out for weeks, if not months at a time." Almost immediately Naruto scrunched his in displeasure. "Now don't give me that face boy, what you may miss in the dojo I will have you learning the more advanced arts of katate and if you show the potential; water manipulation."
"I honestly can't find any fault in that Boss." Naruto said, finding no fault in his reasoning. "Does that mean I will get as strong as you, or like the other warriors in the paintings?"
For a while Jinbe said nothing, his eyes glazing over as if remembering something from long ago. "Naruto-kun I don't doubt for a second that you will become as strong as them."
"Who were those guys anyways? I recognized father in his youth, and I heard tales of a couple other from the other knights. But I don't recognize the fishman with the gigantic sword wrapped in bandages, nor do I know about the three humans."
If anything the look of remembrance became full blown on the whale shark fishman's face. "Naruto those four are very special paintings. I may have not met three of them, but I heard much about them."
"Like what?"
"Well I guess I have one story in me before we arrive. The first person that comes to mind is none other than Hoshigaki Kisame the 'Monster of the Sea'. Before I was born he was a Royal Knight that fiercely protected Fishman Island both foreign and domestic. He was said to have been as strong as one-hundred fishmen combined together, the best swordsman of his time, and from the rumors I've heard able to steal a person's life force."
"What ever happened to him Boss?"
"He died Naruto. A couple years before I was born Fishman Island came under attack by an entire armada of pirates. The story goes is that he alone wouldn't allow anyone, much less humans to kidnap his people, and with his mighty Samehada in hand he alone fought the thousands of pirates and with his bravery and courage he inspired the rest of Fishman Island to fight off its invaders. Unfortunately he died afterwards due to the multitude of his wounds. From what I heard he was greatly mourned like Otohime was and buried him with his sword in a secret only known to the higher ups of the military."
"Why was he buried with his sword Boss?" Naruto asked.
"That is a story for another time Naruto-kun; we've arrived to our destination."
To Naruto's ever increasing displeasure he found himself inside the Holy Land Mariejois listening to the rulers of almost every country under government bickering at each other. Apparently what Jinbe conveniently forgot to mention to him was that he offered to help with negotiations for this year's Reverie, because in his own words, 'Naruto-kun, Fishman Island will one day attend the Reverie. And I offered to make sure that everything goes smoothly so that they don't cause a war between each other, and so that we know what to expect when our time comes to join them.'.
Well apparently the Reverie involved nothing more than a bunch of old men screaming at each other, seriously was this what his adoptive mother imagined?
"Everyone please give me your attention!" A gray bearded man smoking a cigar barked at them. Holding up a picture of a dark eyed man with long spiky black hair with a widow's peak, and what resembled red tribal tattoos on the left side of his head with a sinister grin on his face. "Instead of bickering over petty nonsense we need to focus on this man. A revolutionary by the name of Dragon, he's extremely dangerous. And within five to six years he will be a threat to the world."
A few of the rulers stopped screaming at each other to listen in, but an overweight man dressed in tin-plated armor and a hooded cape made from White Walike skin scoffed at the notion. He brushed his dark blue hair sideways, gritted his cylinder-shaped jaw made up of tin plates together, and brought his right pinky finger to his nose. "What are you talking about? This has nothing to do with my country at all. That revolutionary, or anyone couldn't hurt my empire."
Immediately Naruto found himself hating the overweight man, but a small grin came to his face when a tan middle-aged man with a tied-off beard and long, curly black hair stood up and slammed his hands on the table. "Wapol, you are so selfish! Why do you think we're holding this meeting!" he bellowed at the selfish king causing him to fall out of his seat and onto the floor, causing several people to chuckle.
"Nefertari Cobra." The fat ruler growled out.
After another four hours of bickering, the meeting was adjourned for another two years. Because he was young Naruto didn't really follow their political mumbo jumbo, but at least no one bothered him during that entire time. However he soon realized that he would have to wait for his mentor to clear several things with the Gorosei, whoever they were, and then they could leave.
"He didn't!"
"He did! Wapol has gone off the deep end!"
"What the?" Naruto asked himself as several people ran past him. Normally he wouldn't care what was going on, but his curiosity got the better of him and ran towards the commotion. There he saw a sight that made his blood boil, it was that fatass king standing over a small blue-haired girl that looked to be about Shirahoshi's age.
"Oops! How rude of me? Aren't you the daughter of that stupid king Nefertari Cobra? I feel really sorry for you Mahahahahaha!" The obnoxious king bellowed in glee as he looked down at the injured girl that he slapped not too long ago.
A tall man with an old blond English-style wig gritted his teeth at the man and was about to say something, but to Naruto's surprise the girl displayed utmost maturity for someone her age.
"Igaram it'd fine. I'm the one at fault." She said to him in a shaky voice.
That apparently didn't bode well with Wapol who not so subtly reached his left hand behind his back; Naruto saw the familiar form of a flintlock pistol and lost it.
Bursting from the crowd Naruto blindsided him with a kick to the back of the head. Unprepared Wapol flew forward, flinging both his arms out to reveal the pistol he was going to pull on the daughter of Nefertari Cobra. Involuntarily he pulled on his trigger finger, firing off the gun, but thankfully not hitting anyone, and smashed headfirst into a building.
Immediately realizing what he just did Naruto quickly turned on his right heel, and bolted away. Just before he fled the area he turned his head, and locked his blue eyes onto the blue-haired girl's gray ones. Time seemed to stop for a split second as they eyed each other before the blond disappeared into the crowd.
The young girl, Nefertari Vivi, sat there in shocked silence. She wasn't aware of Igaram, Captain of Alabasta's Royal Guard fretting over the bruise forming on her head, nor the Marines blocking off the scene. Instead her mind was processing exactly what she saw in the blond fishman's blue eyes, the smoldering anger at Wapol, reflecting sadness that wasn't towards her but someone else that was close to him, and bitterness of what she thought was some sort of failure.
Those eyes would haunt her for years to come.
"Do anything interesting Naruto-kun?" Jinbe queried a few hours later once they got out to sea.
"I don't know what you're talking about Boss." Naruto lied.
"Oh really now? I could have sworn that on my way here I overheard many people talking about a blond tiger shark fishman saving the life of Nefertari Cobra's daughter." The whale shark fishman continued to tease his pupil. "But that was extremely reckless, you're lucky that Wapol was one of the most hated people there or I would have had a tough time explaining why my pupil was out of control."
Feeling flustered the blond huffed and crossed his arms, "He had a gun Boss…I couldn't in good conscience let him shoot her." Suddenly feeling a hand on his shoulder Naruto looked up to see Jinbe giving him an appreciating smile.
"You did the right thing Naruto-kun, Queen Otohime would be proud of you." Naruto beamed at that. "Now since it will take two more weeks to get home do you want to find out if you're ready for the water manipulation exercises?"
"You bet boss!"
Armageddon: *dressed as Black Mask* And another chapter done and over with! Man it's about damn time too!
Lt. RasenganFin: *dressed at Two-Face* Dude are you getting burned out over this fic? Because that's not healthy for an author, and why am I dressed as Two-Face!
Pvt. Liquor: *dressed as Joker* Yea man if you do that...then there is no future for the rest of your stuff! And what am I a clown to you?
Armageddon: Relax guys my brain just needs a break, hopefully the Halloween party I'm going to will loosen me up, and a few days of relaxation will help matters. And don't complain I like those two villains.
Pvt. Leaf Ranger: *dressed as Deadshot* Well at least tell us a fic you would recommend before you head out, or do whatever the hell you're going to do on Halloween. And damn do I look awesome!
Armageddon: Oh right, well since I've been quite busy I would recommend Titanic Overlord by Overlord Darkmoon. I know it ain't a Naruto fic, but it was an easy read and it didn't suck like all the other Overlord crossover fics that I read throughout the years.
Lt. Doom: *dressed as Bane* Is that all Armageddon?
Armageddon: Yes just this. *snaps his fingers*
Pvt. VFSNAKE: *comes out dressed as the Riddler*
Pvt. Killjoy: *comes out dressed as the Ratcatcher*
Pvt. Superninja: *comes out dressed as Clayface*
Pvt. Fox: *comes out dressed as Mr. Freeze*
Sgt. Shadowtrayster: *comes out dressed out as Killer Croc*
Pvt. DemonShifter: *comes out as Solomon Grundy*
Pvt. Gold: *comes out as Hugo Strange*
Pvt. Superninja: *comes out as Ra's al Ghul*
The Sponge Bob announcer: *comes out as Scarecrow*
Bluestone: *comes out dressed as Penguin*
DusandDan: *comes out dressed as Victor Zsasz*
Armageddon: As you can see I'm it's Halloween, my friends and I are going out to a party dressed as Batman villains I'm just using my grunts to show you all which villains we're using. Unfortunately for me I ran out of people and had to put in three extras from the old fic but now you know what's going on, and that I'm going to spend the rest of the night playing Batman: Arkham City so see you all later, and happy Halloween! *laughs evilly with a flashlight shining in front of his face*