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"Talk"
'Think'
"Talk"
'Think'
When Shinigami said he would be making Naruto's training seem like hell on earth he meant it. For during the first week he hunted for his own food, by gathering nuts and berries at first. But his demanding regiment was forced to hunt and kill multiple animals ranging from rabbits to deer, increasing his survival instincts, and his willingness to kill.
His physical exercises were brutal to the core, it tore his muscles constantly, and due to his regeneration factor, Shinigami had him increase his workout routine every single day just to see how far he could push his Avatar. Of course Naruto wanted to progress even further so he exceeded his amount of clones from seven to fifty to get ahead in his training, it ended up with him having the worse headache in his short life, and knocking him unconscious for a day.
Boy was Shinigami pissed, because shadow clones could only do chakra and jutsu exercises. He called him a dumbass for even thinking of using them for physical exercises, and punished him by tripling his physical regiment for forty-eight hours straight with little to no breaks. Making Kyuubi work overtime to make sure his vessel didn't destroy his body with Shinigami's tor...I mean physical exercises. On the plus side, while he didn't get any physical perks from his botched attempt on the jutsu, he gained a good amount of muscle memory to make things a little more bearable.
While his training was absolute torture Naruto couldn't help but admire the results. His body was now more defined like Ryan Reynolds -some guy Shinigami compared him to-, his weights went from ten pounds on his arms and legs to forty, and his chakra control was at high Chunin from what he could feel when he did water walking finding it easier to do every time he tried it.
Now onto Kyuubi, their relationship was a love-hate one. When Naruto first met him by an hour of meditating due to Shinigami's new orders he saw that his mind was like a prison, iron doors containing various memories that he didn't care for at the moments and went straight towards Kyuubi's cell. And it was just like that a giant prison cell with iron bars and the kanji symbol for Seal on the door. Now Naruto didn't know what to expect from the nine tailed fox, was he going to be friendly, sorry, or evil as hell. Well he found out when he almost got a giant claw in his forehead inciting a bundle of rage in the back of his mind from an unknown source. Little to say the two got into a argument until Shinigami became the mediator by shutting them up with his killing intent.
From then on the two while not exactly buddies grudgingly accepted, and helped each other. Naruto by imagining up a giant rabbit for the fox to devour from time to time, and Kyuubi by giving him chakra when he needed it, and sending him information about the Uchiha Clan.
The information was disturbing to say the least.
He learned that the Uchiha Clan was descended from the elder of the two boys entrusted by the Sage of the Six Paths with the power and will of the way of the ninja. The elder believed that might would bring peace. The Sage chose the younger as more fitting to be his successor, causing the elder to become vengeful to him. From the younger boy descended the Senju Clan who would be the eternal rivals of the Uchiha Clan.
Before the founding of the ninja villages, the Uchiha were one of the many mercenary clans for hire. Because of their Sharingan, the Uchiha Clan came to be known as one of the two strongest clans, the second being the Senju Clan.
That was when he learned that his ancestor, or at the very least a distant great-uncle; Madara Uchiha who was undoubtedly the most powerful Uchiha at the time was particularly powerful, and, upon attaining the Mangekyo Sharingan, he took control of the clan. Under his leadership the Uchiha grew stronger, conquering whatever clans they came upon, such that, whenever the Uchiha Clan was hired for a job, the opposing side would hire the Senju Clan. To bring an end to the constant fighting, the leader of the Senju Clan, Hashirama Senju, approached the Uchiha with an offering of peace. Although Madara never wanted peace with the Senju, the rest of the Uchiha wanted to end the fighting, and Madara had no choice but to go along with their decision. The Senju, the Uchiha, and all the clans they had conquered came together to form the village of Konohagakure. Against Madara's wishes, the villagers selected Hashirama as the village's Shodaime Hokage. Madara feared that Hashirama would oppress the Uchiha, and tried to rally support for challenging his leadership. Rather than help him, however, the Uchiha turned their backs on him, believing his only motives were due to pride and the desire for more power. Abandoned by his clan, Madara left the village, later returning in order to challenge Hashirama in battle. They fought at the site that would someday be called The Valley of the End, where, although Madara called upon Kyuubi, he was defeated but apparently did not die.
Naruto, surprised by the information asked how to beat a man like that. And wondered how he could gain the Mangekyo Sharingan, which resulted in his getting hit upside the head by Shinigami.
"Naruto don't get power hungry the Mangekyo Sharingan is the next level of the Sharingan, that curses you rather than blesses you."
"Curse me? Mind explaining Shinigami?" Naruto asked, still getting used to being smart, and having a clan to learn about.
"Oh right, you're still getting used to all this stuff. You see it has three special abilities. One is named Tsukuyomi, this jutsu is one of the most powerful genjutsu in existence. It's named after the Goddess of the Moon, this jutsu is generated by the left Mangekyou eye. This highly advanced technique can not be used extensively because of the toll it places on the user. To utilize the illusion, the clan member will look into the eyes of his opponent and cast a genjutsu spell on them. The illusion takes place in the mind of the one affected, while under the jutsu the victim is at the total mercy of the user. The user has full control over space and time in the jutsu and can place the one affected through any hell they desire for any length desired. The technique itself only lasts for but a second in reality, but the one affected could have lasted through several days of torture. It is said only a natural born member of the Uchiha Clan can overcome the illusion. To counter the technique, however, Mangekyou is not required. A highly trained normal Sharingan user can break the illusion, causing the Mangekyou user to experience additional weakness from using it. While the illusion is never the same twice, some elements always remain. The first and foremost similarity is the red moon, which hangs in the sky of each illusion. The moon, in turn, casts a red light throughout the illusion, giving the background a blood-red appearance while the figures within the illusion are solid black with white outlines.
"The next one is the Amaterasu this has the same qualities as the Darkness Flame you see this legendary jutsu is unique to the Uchiha Clan. Named after the Goddess of the Sun, this is a ninjutsu technique which uses the Mangekyou form of the Sharingan eye to create a powerful black fire. This jutsu is generated by the right Mangekyou eye. It has been said that anything within the Mangekyou's vision will burn to ash if consumed by the fire. The fire itself is said to burn for seven days and seven nights. Because of the amount of chakra needed to use the technique, it can only be used on a very limited basis daily. Though it is regarded as the strongest of Mangekyou's physical attacks, usage of the ability will degrade the eye further and lead the user to blindness.
"And the last one is Susanoo named after the God of the Sea and Storms, is a technique which uses the Mangekyou form of the Sharingan eye to create a sword wielding spectral form which will surround the user. This jutsu is generated by both Mangekyou eyes. Susanoo will first form around the user as a skeleton. This skeletal form will then generate muscle and armor for battle and become unique to how its user fights. Like other Mangekyou techniques, usage of Susanoo will damage the eyes and health of the user. However Susanoo varies between users depending on the pureness of their souls." Shinigami explained to his Avatar of Death. "There are more, but unless you want to go blind I feel it is moot telling you for now."
"Uh, thanks, and while I'll admit there are severe drawbacks these techniques sound very powerful, and very badass. But that doesn't explain how you get it, I mean if I'm going to beat Madara I need to know the ins and outs on how to beat him." Naruto explained to Shinigami, using his assignment as an excuse to know more about his Kekkei Genkai, "And if this guy is like over one-hundred years old from what you told me, then he has learned a thing or two to keep himself alive, by copying and mastering thousands of jutsu's."
"I'll give you credit of thinking that through, but I don't think you can handle the truth with this information."
"I'm ready for anything, I need to know anything about this guy if I'm going to beat him." Naruto said determinedly, punching his left hand into his open right palm to show he was serious.
Sighing Shinigami knew he had to tell him the Uchiha Clan's terrible secret of their cursed bloodline. Not because Naruto asked, but because it was necessary for him to learn about his enemy in order to kill him. "Naruto, from what I've seen there is only one way to achieve the Mangekyo Sharingan. To acquire the Mangekyo Sharingan, someone close to a Sharingan user must die and the emotion of the loss is responsible for its unlocking. To expedite this occurrence, most Uchiha throughout history have killed their closest friends or family members in order to meet this criteria."
To say that Naruto was surprised was like saying he learned the secret of immortality, but it came with a steep price. His eyes nearly popped out of his head, he felt sick to his stomach learning this. But a little voice in the back of his head told him it wasn't over yet.
"Yea, you should be feeling sick, but this isn't over yet for there is one last and final level of the Sharingan. This final level is called the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, Madara achieved this by taking his brothers eyes which gave him unimaginable power, and made him immortal, or close to it." Shinigami said, finishing up his lecture about the Uchiha Clan. Naruto said nothing for a long while, after all how could he? It's not every day you learn that your clan did something this horrific, "Take the rest of the day off and think this through, take a walk and contact me once you're ready to talk." The God of Death continued before vanishing from the mortal plane.
For many minutes the black-streaked blond tried to think on this matter, but he could not, and was tempted to tear his eyes out to free himself from his clans curse. But it wouldn't matter if he did that or not, the Uchiha blood ran through his veins and would never go away. He had to think this over.
Alone.
Taking Shinigami's advice he took off from his training area, but not before dispelling his clones gaining their memories and experience. That was not a good idea because it gave him a headache soon after like it always did, causing him to to stumble into a nearby tree. The top of his head scraped against the bark, causing a good amount of blood to seep out of the fresh wound, staining a part of his blond hair crimson, he laid there under the shady tree, thinking, something that now hated doing.
After ten minutes his headache went away, and the cut on his head was already healed within the first minute. Sighing tiredly he pushed himself to his feet and continued walking aimlessly in any direction he saw fit in his hazy mind. After hours of wandering it was almost dark, and Naruto found himself looking at a sight he never thought he would see. The area he quite literally stumbled into showed the beautiful rays of light from the sun lowering itself behind the hills he saw earlier when he was fleeing from Tazuna's home, and it's descending light reflected off the wavy waters of Wave Country was absolutely breath taking. This scene of absolute serenity calmed his conflicted mind.
But the peaceful sight was shattered by a screeching noise.
A fox's to be exact.
Without thinking for once since Shinigami fixed him, Naruto ran off to find the sound.
He reached the source of the sound a minute later, upon seeing the sight he hid behind some bushes, and his blood boiled with rage seeing two men standing over a mutilated fox family. With one laughing at the sight of this bountiful harvest, or what he said it was. Taking a peak through the bush he took a good look at them.
One was around six foot two, and much healthier looking than his companion, if the healthy shade of skin and muscle definition were any indication. Naruto couldn't his face because of a large breathing device covered most of it, the only this he could see were menacing green eyes. He wore what looked like a light purple Jonin flak-vest with a what used to be white long-sleeved shirt. He wore light blue shinobi-styled pants with sandals to match, and the only visible weapon he could see was an umbrella strapped to the back of his flak-vest. According to the scratched out Rain symbol on his breathing device on his forehead, showing he was a missing ninja like Zabuza.
The second one was five foot nine in height and was pale and skinny-looking like he hadn't eaten in months. He looked to be a teenager around the age of nineteen with shaggy neck-length brown hair and cold brown eyes. He wore black cargo pants, black sandals, a black long sleeved shirt that was missing its right sleeve, and what looked like a brown Chunin flack-vest with a katana strapped to the back of his flak-vest. Naruto couldn't see any hitai-ate on him, but from the way he was dressed indicated him to be a Stone Chunin, and if he was in the company with the Missing Rain ninja then it showed that he too was a Missing-nin.
"That was some good hunting wasn't it Ishikawa?" the Rain ninja laughed out.
"It was boring in my opinion Muka, they didn't stand a chance." the Stone ninja named Ishikawa yawned out bordly.
"Bah! It doesn't matter, we'll skin them, cook up the meat to fatten ya up, and sell these pelts after we find this Gato person!" the Missing-nin named Muka exclaimed. However after his boasting he heard a slight rustling and stomped over to a nearby bush. Ripping it out of the the ground it revealed two kits, barely six months old.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here." Muka laughed as he beckoned his partner over.
Sighing bordly Ishikawa walked over to his unlikely partner in crime. While scrawny the ex-Stone Chunin looked at the kits with a small amount of caution, the smaller looking of the two-probably a female in his opinion was cowering behind the other one. The one in front was definitely a fighter, if his fiery brown eyes were any indication.
Muka on the other hand only grinned, and took out a kunai knife from a pouch strapped at the back of his belt. He slowly and menacingly inched towards them, ready to slit their throats.
The kit in front of his sister wouldn't allow it, snarling he leaped at the Missing Rain ninja. Opening his small jaw, he bit down hard on Muka's hand. While his teeth were small, they were unnaturally sharp -one of the few things he prided himself on-, as the coppery taste of Muka's blood filled his mouth, the man screamed not expecting an attack. The Rain ninja meanwhile was flailing around trying to get the fox kit off his unoccupied hand, but the sound of tearing flesh was greeted for his efforts.
Naruto meanwhile watched this all in fascination, amazed that something so little would stand up to overwhelming odds. Unknown to him Kyuubi watched the struggle, proud to see that his kin was fighting the good fight. But he was also enraged to see the piled bodies of an entire family of kitsune were slaughtered, if he knew his stupid ningen container, then these two would not make it out of this forest alive.
Growling angrily Muka swiped his kunai at the kit, catching him in the face. The sharp blade cut deeply into the kits face, causing him to yelp out in pain, and let go of his hand. The kit hit the ground in front of the other one with a thud, he growled angrily and shakily rose to its feet, glaring hatefully at the Missing-nin. Muka roared in absolute rage at the beast and brought his kunai down onto the fox kit.
The kit didn't flinch as his bloody crimson gaze showed the kunai's decent.
Naruto on the other hand couldn't stand on the sideline anymore, he didn't like Kyuubi, but that wasn't going to stop him from saving the two innocent kits. Cursing that he didn't have any weapons on him, how could he? He was "dead" after all, so he quickly looked to the ground and found the sharpest rock he could find. Grabbing it in his right hand; his throwing hand, he quickly aimed and threw it at Muka.
Now he was only six or seven feet from the two, and he suppressed his chakra as good as he could in order not to be detected. When he threw the sharp rock, he expected the rock to hit his flack-jacket and distract him. He didn't even expect the rock to hit at all.
But instead the rock hit its mark, literally, the sharp end of the rock pierced him in his right eye, and burrowed into his brain killing him instantly.
"What the hell just happened?" Ishikawa asked himself as he saw his partner's body fall to the ground.
"That would be me." a voice echoed through through the area.
Instead of freaking out Ishikawa reached behind his back, and took out a kunai knife from a pouch strapped at the back of his belt. He then chucked it in the direction where he heard the voice, enacting a yelping noise. He expected someone to come out...but this isn't what he imagined who would come out.
A spiky haired black/crimson-streaked blond with piercing blue eyes came out of the bushes. He was wearing out of all things a jumpsuit, a freaking orange jumpsuit. He saw there was a large bloodstained hole in the front of his black shirt exposing his chest, orange pants that looked ready to give any second, and extremely worn out blue open-toed shinobi-styled sandals. All in all he felt that this guy needed a serious ass kicking. Or he could just kill him, either way that jumpsuit had to go.
However he narrowed his eyes seeing a Leaf hitai-ate proudly displayed on his forehead.
"A Leaf shinobi, my lucky day." Ishikawa said, grinning savagely as he unsheathed his katana.
Naruto narrowed his eyes at that look, after all he had to live with it for nearly thirteen years. But his time it wasn't because of Kyuubi, it was because of his status as a Leaf ninja.
Not waiting for opponent to ready himself Ishikawa leaped at Naruto, his sword raised above his head intent to bring it down on the multi-colored blonds head. Naruto raised his right hand and blocked it with his opponents kunai. The resounding clang echoed throughout the area as the two struggled for dominance. Ishikawa glared hatefully the Leaf ninja before he kicked him squarely in the stomach, as Naruto flew back the ex-Stone-nin jumped back a few feet away.
Stabbing his katana into the ground and brought his hands up in front of him, he quickly bit his right thumb drawing blood, and went through five distinctive hand seals and slammed his right hand on the ground, "Summoning Jutsu!" he called out as kanji symbols spread out from his palm. A giant cloud of smoke engulfed the area making Naruto's eyes widen, he had a good reason to, because the distinctive buzzing greeted him not even a second later.
In front of Ishikawa were literally hundreds of bees.
"How do you like my pets Leaf scum? Aren't they just beautiful?" Ishikawa asked mockingly seeing his opponents eyes widen in fear.
"Yea, if you like getting stingers up your ass!" Naruto retorted, trying to put up a brave front.
"Well if that's what you want." with a silent command Ishikawa sent half his bees out to attack him.
Naruto was ready though, bringing up his kunai knife he swiped at the bees. He didn't expect the first one he hit to explode in a golden shower, but it didn't seem threatening so he kept swiping at the bees. With each one he injured or destroyed it always hit him with this strange golden substance, as one more came in he found that he couldn't move his arm, or any part of his body for that matter.
"What have you done to me!" Naruto demanded as he desperately struggled to free himself.
"My Honey Bee Jutsu immobilized you, you little twit. With every bee destroyed or wounded it unleashes this sticky honey to immobilize my targets. Weren't you taught this at all?" Ishikawa asked as he willed the surviving bees to his side.
"Hell no, I was always kicked out of class. Plus whatever history classes I was in never mentioned whoever you are." Naruto replied as he continued to struggle in him honey prison.
A tick mark appeared above Ishikawa's right eyebrow when he heard that. It was common knowledge in Stone Country, if not the shinobi world, that the Kamizuru Clan attempted to lead an invasion force into Konoha during The Third Great Shinobi War, only to be repelled and largely killed by the more experienced Aburame Clan. They were ostracized for their failure when it was due to faulty intelligence that nearly drove his clan into extinction, and the Tsuchikage, despite being part of the clan swept it under the rug. That had burned him for many years until he defected in order to pursue his secret goal.
"Too bad it could have saved your life." Ishikawa said bringing his arms in front of him, "I am Ishikawa Kamizuru; The Killer Hornet, tell Yami I sent you. Bee Bomb Jutsu!" his scream commanded the remaining bees forward into the immobile multi-colored blond.
Just like the technique suggested when the bees made contact with Naruto's body they exploded, sending showers of smoke and dirt into the air.
The ex-Stone-nin sighed in relief knowing the fight was over, however a faint whistling sound alarmed him. He quickly brought his katana up to deflect the kunai aimed for his heart, looking to where it came from. As the smoke cleared he saw that Naruto was still standing, but he was shaking real badly, blood covered multiple areas on his now exposed torso -especially the entire left side of his face- and he was panting in absolute pain. The only bright side to seeing him actually standing was that his hideous jumpsuit was now destroyed-or at least a different color now.
However it infuriated him seeing this cockroach was still alive, and he knew that the only way to get rid of them was to cut their heads off.
"Heh, well what do you know your still alive?" Ishikawa said, casually walking over with his sword dragging through the top soil of the ground.
"I can do this all day Ishikawa Kamizuru bring it on." Naruto managed to cough out.
Ishikawa knew he was lying, but while he hated to admit it this person actually gained his respect, if only a little. So he decided for the sake of any honor this kid had he would end this quick, "Well kid it was an amusing fight, but I'm afraid that your life must end here. Your only mistake was not killing me first, because I was far better than Muka." he said as he got in front of him, and got ready to bring his sword down on Naruto who was too weak to move.
However Naruto was thinking differently, he knew he was too weak to put up any form of defense. 'I can't let him kill me. I won't let this be the end. I still have so any things to do, nothing else matters. I have to live, I need to live, I must live.' he desperately thought before he used the rest of his willpower to lift his his arms up to his chest area, like he was trying to hold something.
Ishikawa brought his blade down to end Naruto's life.
He stopped.
He coughed up blood.
He looked down to see a sword piercing his chest.
Naruto was thrown for a loop as he saw his would-be killer impaled on a sword that appeared in his hands. He unconsciously activated his improved Sharingan eyes drawing a surprised-painful gasp from the ex-Stone Chunin.
"So I fought against a survivor from that clan." the dying man coughed out, "Surprising."
Naruto didn't know how his opponent could stay so calm when a blade was impaled through his heart. To say he was freaking out was like saying that Sakura would rather nail Choji than Sasuke, that would honestly scare the shit out of him, and anyone else who found out.
Ishikawa saw his lifeblood run down the blade and over the guard onto Naruto's hands. He saw his frightened face, unfitting for a Uchiha from what he heard. As he stared into the face of his killer he saw not a cold-blooded murderer that various Stone shinobi always told him, but a frightened child, it was heart-breaking, because it reminded him of his sister when she was younger.
He knew he was going to die soon, so before his life was taken by the Shinigami he said these words. Not knowing they would have a major effect on the young man before him.
"Kid wipe that look off your face it's unfitting for a shinobi." he coughed out, causing some of his blood to land on Naruto's face, effectively wiping that shocked look off his face, "I've accepted my fate, I'll just become a memory and life will go on. Your going to live to fight another day an do this again either to protect your loved ones, your village, or yourself. It is your job but you don't have to enjoy it." he coughed out again and slid himself down the sword until he came face to face with the one holding it.
"I can feel that you're going to do great things in your life, don't look back to the past and feel regret for what you've done. Look to it and remember those that were lost, your happy memories, and learn from past mistakes. And after reminiscing for that brief minute look towards the future for a brighter tomorrow, a future that you create with your own two hands." he continued as he felt his life slipping away. "But before I die may I know your name so I can tell your tale wherever I may go."
After absorbing Ishikawa's speech Naruto answered his last request before he went to the Shinigami, "My name is Naruto Uzumaki the first Kurashagan (Dark Eye) user." he said, his eyes copying his victims face as his soul started leaving his body.
"Naruto of the Kurashagan...hehehe, sounds pretty badass." Ishikawa whispered his last words, his grip finally loosened dropping his sword onto the ground, and his eyes closed forever.
Naruto just stood there for many minutes too shocked to do anything, until finally he collapsed backwards. Ishikawa's body fell in font of him still impaled on the blade, he made a choking noise before he puked his guts out. This was his first face-to-face kill. Yes, he killed some drunk civilian, but the man brought it on himself for overreacting when he hit him with a rusty lead pipe, the idiot slipped in a puddle and split his head open on the brick wall. Muka was pure luck and from a distance, but Ishikawa was much different, he suffered through agonizing pain, and he looked into his eyes as the life left him.
It was a sight he would never forget, because his damn eyes burned it into him memory.
He crawled over to the nearest tree and rested under the shade it provided. He sat under it for what seemed like an eternity, thinking, wondering, knowing, something that shouldn't be on a pre-teens mind. He closed his eyes to rest hoping this was just a bad dream. But he felt something brush against his hand that forced him to open his normal colored eyes.
It was the smallest of the two kits brushing against right hand. The multi-colored blond looked up to see the injured one trying to pull the sword out of Ishikawa's chest.
"You did good ningen." Kyuubi's voice echoed in his head.
'I don't feel the same way fox.' Naruto responded mentally, just so he didn't scare the kits off.
"While your last kill was rather odd almost-"
"Divine if you might say?" Shinigami interrupted the great fox.
'You put the sword in my hands?' Naruto asked, confused as he absentmindedly pet the kit causing it to slightly purr.
"I was supposed to give it to you earlier, but the blacksmiths that created it kept having disputes making it a little late in my opinion." The God of Death replied irritably, and this was the unfortunate truth. The two were master sword makers, but they hated each other more than the villagers hated Naruto. It was just good timing that he delivered it before Naruto's life came to an end once again.
"Well now that your enemies are dead, and now I'm healing you from your injuries, I just got to ask you one thing. JUST WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING! YOU NEARLY GOT US KILLED YOU STUPID ASS!" Kyuubi roared at his vessel.
Naruto actually jumped a little, making him bleed out a tiny bit. But he wasn't going to sit by and get yelled sit by and get yelled at by a giant fox pelt, 'SHUT UP YOU HAIRY ASS FURBALL! I DID WHAT I HAD TO DO TO PROTECT YOUR KIND!' he mentally screamed back at him.
"You could have used the Shadow Clone Jutsu to flank him in a pincer maneuver, and got the two to safety. You should not have engaged an obviously better skilled opponent in a head on fight. Just look at your condition, if it wasn't for me, you would be dead! I worked my ass off all week trying to mold your body into perfect condition. And you almost ruined it in the span of ten minutes! I thought you shinobi were supposed to think before they act, I see you have yet to grasp that concept." Kyuubi growled out.
That was a low blow, and Kyuubi knew it. But sometimes it was tough love-or in his case happily stating the obvious, that was needed to get Naruto's act together. Sure he may have had some actual decent training, but the simple fact of the matter is his mind was still trying to adapt to his new life.
'Well, what do you suppose I do?'
"Well, I suggest you learn more jutsu, demand that stupid God to actually teach you something other than chakra exercises, because from what you've just witnessed there are people out there that will not hesitate to kill you, and so you must be prepared. Both Shinigami and I will train you in strategy, so you won't be so stupid next time. And for God's sake, change your clothes and TAKE A FUCKING BATH!"
"Don't you call me a stupid God you damn fox I could easily wipe the floor with you!" Shinigami screamed at the nine-tailed beast.
"I can call you anything I want because I'm in here, and you can't do shit about it." Kyuubi replied, and Naruto could have sworn he saw the giant fox do a chibi 'I won and you lost' dance in his head.
But apparently Shinigami threw a picture of Gai in a bright pink speedo into the beasts mind, making him roar out in mental agony, and making The God of Death laugh at his misfortune.
While all this was happening Naruto meanwhile was petting the female kit resting on his lap. The male kit finished pulling his katana out of Ishikawa's chest and brought it over to his right side, and then laid by his leg near his sister.
It didn't take a genius to tell this blade was special. From what he could see past the blood, the blade itself was black with a silver-almost white edge. The guard resembled a rectangular tsuba with small sharp edges on each corner, and looked like it was split in half with one side being black and the other white, the white side showing an angel, and the black side showing a devil. And the parts of the hilt showing was white with black thread covering it. However at the ending on the hilt was a skull that looked like it was made of bone, whats more was that there was a crimson tassel wrapped around the bottom of the jaw with a small hourglass with black sand inside the glass on the end of it.
However it wasn't the look of the sword, but the feel of it. It felt evil, bloodthirsty, and malicious, and yet it felt good, peaceful, and soothing.
He patiently waited for the two kits to fall asleep he spoke to the two powerful entities, "Shinigami why does this katana feel good and evil at the same time?"
That question caused the two to stop their arguing/torturing each other. They stared at the healing multi-colored blond as he looked at the sword he killed his opponent with.
"That Naruto is a sword created by Priest Goro Masamune and Sengo Muramasa, two famous master sword smiths who lived long ago. Tell me are you familiar with the Legends of Masamune and Muramasa?" Shinigami asked, even though he already knew the answer.
"No I'm afraid I don't." Naruto answered him.
"A legend tells of a test where Muramasa challenged his master, Masamune, to see who could make a finer sword. They both worked tirelessly and eventually, when both swords were finished, they decided to test the results. The contest was for each to suspend the blades in a small creek with the cutting edge facing the current. Muramasa's sword, the Juuchi Yosamu (Ten-thousand Cold Nights) cut everything that passed its way; fish, leaves floating down the river, the very air which blew on it. Highly impressed with his pupil's work, Masamune lowered his sword, the Yawarakai-Te (Tender Hands), into the current and waited patiently. Not a leaf was cut, the fish swam right up to it, and the air hissed as it gently blew by the blade. After a while, Muramasa began to scoff at his master for his apparent lack of skill in the making of his sword. Smiling to himself, Masamune pulled up his sword, dried it, and sheathed it. All the while, Muramasa was heckling him for his sword's inability to cut anything. A monk, who had been watching the whole ordeal, walked over and bowed low to the two sword masters. He then began to explain what he had seen. "The first of the swords was by all accounts a fine sword, however it is a blood thirsty, evil blade, as it does not discriminate as to who or what it will cut. It may just as well be cutting down butterflies as severing heads. The second was by far the finer of the two, as it does not needlessly cut that which is innocent and undeserving." that is what he said." Shinigami explained to his Avatar.
"Wha?" Naruto asked as he scratched his head in confusion.
"Maybe I can explain this better than the old fossil." Kyuubi added his two-cents drawing a growl from The God of Death, "Muramasa was a most skillful sword smith but he had a violent and ill-balanced mind verging on madness, that was supposed to have passed into his blades. They were popularly believed to hunger for blood and to impel their warrior to commit murder or suicide. It is said that a Muramasa blade has to draw blood before it can be returned to its scabbard, even to the point of forcing its wielder to wound himself or commit suicide. Thus, it is thought of as a demonic cursed blade that creates blood lust in those who wield it. But Masamune while he had title as priest he only earned it because his blades were pure, and shed the blood of the guilty and not the innocent thus deeming them holy swords in comparison to Muramasa's demon blades."
Looking at the bloody sword our hero asked, "So what does it make this sword?"
"This sword is neutral you see the story I told you is just that a story. The two were real, but lived nearly one-hundred years apart. I had this idea for a few hundred-thousand years, and you were responsible for it to come in fruition. As my first Avatar you would need a weapon, the perfect weapon, and trust me the scythe is too cliche and boring in my opinion. So I pulled these two out of heaven and hell respectfully and commanded them to create this blade."
"Let me guess there were complications?" Naruto dead-panned a now sweating-dropping Shinigami.
"Yes, they kept fighting how it should be made slowing the process to a snails pace. I finally threatened to eat them if they didn't finish it by the end of the week."
"End of the week? It takes months sometimes an entire year to create a sword!" Kyuubi protested that ridiculous notion.
"In limbo time ceases to exist, you could be in there for a few hours, and a few days could have gone by. It took a freaking week equivalent of seven years because of this swords design, and then learning how to forge this sword because of its special abilities."
"Special abilities?" Naruto questioned the God.
"I had them forge it with chakra steel so you could use your nature affinities, and send the souls to of anyone you kill, regardless of how you do it to heaven or hell. In order to do this I embedded a little of my judging powers into this sword that will judge any earthbound or newly deceased spirits wherever you go." Shinigami answered his Avatars question, feeling quite smug that he created one of the best weapons in existence.
"Then what the hell is the skull and hourglass for ghost boy?" Kyuubi growled out, getting annoyed to the point that he could see the God's smug expression on his fanged face.
"Well Mr. Fuzzy Pants the skull is to store medicine to heal any cuts the kid may get. Granted I didn't supply him with it, he'll learn about various herbs in time. And the hourglass is jut a cool ornament that he could scare his opponents with saying "Your time is up once the sand runs out." it'll be fucking awesome!" The God of Death exclaimed, causing the two to sweat-drop, wondering if he was on drugs, insane, or just plain stupid.
Picking up the blade with his right hand he rose it as far as his arm could reach above him. The remaining light that remain from today shined off the the edge of the blade.
As the sun finally descended over the hill Naruto whispered, "I'll name you Handanryoku (Powers of Discrimination)." before he fell asleep as the sword fell right next to him.
Shinigami overlooked the scene and couldn't help but smile. The boy was at peace after many conflicting thoughts ravaged him today, he wouldn't disturb the boy...no man tonight, he would allow him to sleep and fully heal.
Because tomorrow he would take a giant leap in his training to make him better than ever.
Lt. RasenganFin: Holy shit dude.
Pvt. VFSNAKE: Wow that was deep and emotional.
Pvt. Killjoy: And the fight was totally unexpected.
One stupid flamer: It sucked Naruto should have been ass raped by the two Missing-nin and then brutally killed! This fic sucks!
Armageddon: Like hell I would do that you yaoi fanboy flamer! *shoots him in the head*
Now named Yaoi fanboy flamer: OW FUCK THAT HURT!
Pvt. Superninja: What the hell? We shot him, poured acid on him, drained him of blood...only to find out that they have no blood to speak of-or heart apparently, tried exorcising him which was a failure because flamers have no souls either, drowned him, stoned him with actual stones this time *glares at Pvt. Liquor*, stabbed him, and beat him mercilessly.
Pvt. Fox/Demon Shifter: *bangs their heads against the wall* Why can't he fucking die!
Pvt. Shadowtrayster: Why don't we just burn him? I mean we have a lots of flamethrowers don't we?
All minus the flamer: Holy shit why didn't we think of that!
Armageddon: *palms face and order Pvt. Liquor and Lt. Doom to get the flamethrowers*
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Sgt. Shadowtrayster: Kickass man!
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2-14-19: Update: Thanks to King Harpo for pointing out an inconsistency I decided to get off my ass and start fixing some stuff. You all deserve better, so I am going to do better. It won't be perfect by any means but hopefully it will come close.