Fanfic: Horizon, chapter 1: Suns of the Worlds [Naruto x KKMaou crossover]
HORIZON, chapter 1: Suns of the Worlds
a Naruto x Kyou Kara Maou crossover series
Pairing: Naruto / Itachi, Yuuri / Wolfram, others
Location: mainly in Hi no Kuni / Fire Country of Naruto world, with some flashbacks in Shin-Makoku of Kyou Kara Maou!
Rating: T for now, maybe R later on
Genre: Supernatural, AU, Romance, Adventure
Chapter 1: Suns of the Worlds
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In the background, several hundred meters from the spot where the two patrols met the ANBU earlier, the water in center of the lake rippled and moved in a circular fashion, slowly growing into a water vortex.
The wind had already stopped for a few minutes before then.
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Hyuuga Neji was pissed off. He had just finished his solo suicide assassination mission and was on his way back to report the mission success to the hokage when he heard two jounin patrols talking about Naruto like he’s some sort of a lower-than-trash, evil demon traitor, out in the open.
He had spent the last two weeks tracking down his targets who kept eluding him, encountered a bunch of enemy nins after he finished the mission, almost got killed in the end, and he spent the last few days traveling back to Konoha, while trying to avoid other enemy nins, almost non-stop, without any sleep. Obviously, he was dead tired, definitely pissed off to the core, and was on a short fuse.
A Hyuuga is not supposed to have short fuse. A Hyuuga is supposed to maintain his or her stoic self in any kinds of condition. However, when you’re a Hyuuga, and you heard someone talking bad about one of your closest friends and that friend was also someone you highly respect, who might also become the Hokage and your boss in the future, you’d probably also snap like Neji did.
Which was the reason why the tori-masked ANBU threatened the two jounin patrols on his way back to the Hokage tower earlier that night.
Slightly contented from scaring the shit out of the two jounins earlier, Neji entered the Hokage’s office to give her the mission report after he knocked on the door. He bowed to Tsunade after he closed the door and handed her the scroll. Shizune, the Hokage’s most loyal assistant and secretary was standing next to the Hokage’s desk as usual. Tsunade looked more weary and closer to her original age compared to the usual age-defying seal-genjutsu she wore for the last decade or so.
‘It’s been a couple years and she still hasn’t got over the fact that Naruto’s missing and most likely dead, huh? Even I’m having trouble believing that Naruto might be dead by now. I think all of us are still hanging onto that hope even until now, including, and most especially Hinata-sama, that he’s still alive somewhere.’
“At ease, Hyuuga.” The Hokage said to the ANBU.
Neji replied wordlessly and took off his tori mask - a falcon (one of the several types of existing ANBU bird masks), to be more exact.
“I trust your mission was a success?” Tsunade asked while placing the mission report aside on her desk.
“Haii, Tsunade-sama,” Neji replied. He then proceeded with the explanation to the report while Shizune scribbled a few notes once in a while. Neji was in the middle of his report when suddenly all three occupants plus the several hidden ANBU guards around the office felt an intense amount of chakra wave from the direction of the old Uchiha compound.
“What the…!” Tsunade exclaimed.
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The water of the lake by the old Uchiha compound was swirling in a maddening speed, creating a huge vortex of water out of nowhere. There was a bluish light shining from under the water. Within a matter of seconds, the circular ball of light emerged from the center of the vortex and floated up several meters above the surface. It landed on the wooden deck that juts into the middle of the lake, the same deck where the younger remaining Uchiha brother spent most of his time practicing his katon jutsu when he was a child. The light dissipated and from within the light emerged four cloaked figures standing casually on the deck.
“So this is Konoha,” the first figure stated. A teardrop-shaped necklace could be seen hanging around his neck just under the open partition of his cloak; the bright aquamarine color glinting brightly under the moonlight. If one squinted close enough, one could see some kind of a weird flower shape embedded inside the teardrop.
“Aaah, natsukashii…” replied the second figure. “It’s been a while since I’ve been here at this lake. I’ve missed this place.”
“Ne, you shinobis can detect maryoku or chakra, right?” The third cloaked figure asked.
“Yeah,” answered the second figure. “Why?”
“We’ve got company.” The last and tallest figure said.
“Ah, damn it. How the hell did they know we’re here? I was hoping we would not get discovered yet. I wanted it to be a surprise,” exclaimed the second figure.
“Nyaa… it must’ve been from Shibuya’s portal. His maryoku concentration is quite intense.” The third figure said in amusement.
“Ahaha... sumanai. Perhaps it would’ve been better if I had opened the portal somewhere else?” The first one said nervously.
“We have to move. Now.” The fourth figure said sternly. “Come with me.”
In the blink of an eye, the four cloaked figures disappeared from the vicinity. Not even a few seconds later, the Hokage and several ANBU squads appeared on the deck where the four had been standing on.
“Tsunade-sama, the chakra burst originated from this spot. It’s gone now, though.” An inu-masked ANBU said. A huge white nin-dog that reaches the height of his waist was sniffing the wood of the deck and the ground around the lake. “How is it, Akamaru?” She whimpered a negative and shook her head, telling her partner that she couldn’t find any trail of the scent other than on the deck. It disappeared without a trace leading anywhere.
“I want you all to issue an alert to the rest of the ANBU, jounins, and chuunin patrols for some possible dangerous intruders in the village!” Tsunade barked to her subordinates. “Whoever they are, they’re most certainly powerful if they were able to mask their trail just seconds after we felt that chakra wave. Go!”
“Haii, Hokage-sama!” All of the ANBUs save for the one guarding the Hokage left the area immediately after the order.
“What the hell is going on here?” Tsunade said mostly to herself.
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Meanwhile, our four mysterious cloaked figures were hiding in one of the hidden rooms inside the main building of the Uchiha manor, underground.
“Phew! That was a close call. Konoha ANBUs have become much better since the last time I was here,” the second cloaked figure said. “Ne, ne, Icchan… are you sure they won’t find us in here?”
The last figure twitched his right eye from the familiar use of pet-name the second figure gave him before answering, “Hn. Only one other person other than me knows about the existence of this room now. Besides, the entrance is sealed using a blood seal. Only an Uchiha could open the seal. The Hyuuga’s Byakugan won’t be able to see through the seal as well.”
He pulled his cloak hood down to reveal long, silky, midnight-colored hair, bound with a thread by the nape of his neck. His blood-red eyes with three black tomoes glinted under the dimly lit room.
“Ne, Itachi, is that the secret of your clan’s Sharingan on the wall?” the third figure asked while pointing on a written section of the room’s wall right across from where they were standing.
“Yeah, I promised you that you could take a look at it, didn’t I?” answered Itachi.
“Hmm… interesting. I never would’ve expected something like this to exist on Earth.”
The third figure pulled his hood down and walked closer to the huge scroll pinned on the wall to read it better. The fire from the torches on the walls was reflected on his round glasses. He had unruly blue-black hair and equally black eyes hidden behind the lenses. His face showed serious concentration and a frown as he read through the old Japanese kanji of the scroll. The black orbs of his eyes reflect some kind of wisdom and knowledge so deep that contrasted with his young face and soft features.
“It’s been a while since we’ve encountered kanji, ne, Murata?” The first figure had also pulled down his hood, revealing his black hair and the deepest, rounded black orbs as eyes. Like Murata, the first figure had young and boyish features with an air of innocence around him. No one would believe that he was the one who projected the intense amount of chakra, or what Murata called maryoku, earlier on the lake.
The second figure stayed was silent and still cloaked as he skimmed through the words on the wall. His posture stiffened slightly when he read through the middle part of the history of the Sharingan that described the Mangekyou. The elder Uchiha saw the slight stiffening gesture. He moved closer toward the still cloaked figure and put his hand on the other’s shoulder to offer comfort. The cloaked figure relaxed to the touch and looked to his right toward Itachi, offering a small smile of gratitude.
Realizing that the elder of the Uchiha brothers couldn’t see his expression under the wide hood of the cloak, he pulled it down to reveal short, messy, blond hair and eyes of the deepest and most brilliant blue color underneath. Three pairs of whiskered cheeks adorned his slightly rounded, effeminate face. Around his neck was the Shodaime Hokage’s necklace he won from the bet with Tsunade several years back.
“Sou ka…”
“You okay, Naru-kun?” Itachi asked in a concerned tone. He knew the reason why Naruto got nervous while reading the scroll on the wall. He was one hundred percent sure it involved the mangekyou and his younger brother. ‘Damn it, otouto. You have caused Naruto much grief.’
“Yeah. Thanks for caring, Icchan.” Naruto offered Itachi another small smile as the elder Uchiha squeezed his shoulder lightly. He reached up and put his right hand on top of Itachi’s hand. Itachi let go of the pet name that time. “At least now I know for sure that Sasuke really thought of me as his best friend.” Naruto whispered the last sentence to himself. The comment, however, did not go unnoticed by the other occupants of the room.
“This is a really dangerous bloodline that your clan possesses, Itachi.” Murata commented after he finished reading the scroll. “I never would’ve expected humans to have evolved this much in such a short time.”
“I don’t think several hundred years would count as short, Muraken.” Shibuya wryly replied.
“Nyaah, suman Yuuri. I guess not for humans, ne?
“I think it would be best if we lay low for the rest of the night. The ANBU and other patrol-nins are going to be actively searching for us after that huge burst of maryoku from the portal and we’re not that far away from the lake.” Itachi said. “There are several living quarters next to this room. This hidden underground part of the mansion was built as a safe house for during war purposes, so you’ll be able to find food and other basic necessary survival items in the rooms across the hallway. There’s even a bathroom down the hall if you need to freshen up.”
“I want to see your village, though. I’d like to learn more about the history of Konohagakure no Sato and the rest of the Elemental continent. Perhaps you could show me the library tomorrow morning, Itachi?” Murata said.
“Of course, Daikenjya-sama.”
“Please, just call me by my name. That title belongs to the past, and not to mention, a different world. Here, on Earth, I’m just Murata Ken.”
“I’ll show you around the village and the Konoha Library tomorrow first thing in the morning, Murata.”
“I would appreciate that, Itachi. Thank you. Now, why don’t we retreat for the night?” Murata suggested.
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The next morning after breakfast, Naruto, Itachi, Murata and Yuuri discreetly left the Uchiha compound for a tour around Konoha, each of them dressed in civilian robes and under a powerful genjutsu-courtesy of Murata-that no other humans could detect, not even the Hokage herself. To avoid suspicion as they walked around the village, they compressed their chakra to the minimum level, just barely up to the level that most regular civilians have. It would not do well if either one of Naruto or Itachi was discovered inside the walls of Konoha since both were listed as S-rank nuke-nins; Itachi for believed to be the perpetrator to the Uchiha massacre, and Naruto for being the jinchuuriki of the most powerful bijuu, Kyuubi no Kitsune.
Naruto and Itachi showed the other two around Konoha, the place they called home. They skimmed through the village’s most famous sites like the Hokage Monument-where the five faces of the past and present Hokages were carved into the mountain, where Murata and Yuuri mentioned something about it being similar to a president monument of a nation that had once existed in the past, the Konoha busy marketplace, even to the Fallen Hero Monument by the Team 7’s old training grounds.
Itachi then proceeded to show Murata the library while Naruto guided Yuuri to the rest of the village. They promised to meet at Naruto’s favorite ramen stand, Ichiraku Ramen by lunch time. Naruto brought Yuuri back to the Hokage Monument, however this time they climbed up onto the top of the mountain to enjoy the aerial view of Konoha.
“Your village is beautiful, Naru. It’s different from Shin-Makoku, yet as equally enchanting. It reminds me of my original hometown. Very similar, actually… Konoha is like the combination of old Japanese villages in the Feudal era and modern cities of the past.” Yuuri chuckled. “You guys even speak in Japanese, albeit an evolved format of it, while the whole continent is comprised of shinobis! I bet Ken is having the moment of his life researching about the Elemental continent right now.”
They had agreed before they left the compound earlier that while outside, they would call Naruto ‘Naru’ while Itachi would be ‘Icchan’ for secrecy purposes and to avoid the ANBUs on their tails.
“Arigatou, Yuuri. Konoha is my precious home. I would do anything to protect the village.” Both of them were sitting on the head of the Yondaime, looking out to the Hidden Village of the Leaves, watching the bustle and hustle of the villagers as they went on about their lives.
‘Pfftt… I still don’t understand what’s so good about this wretched village of yours, kit.’ Kyuubi said from inside his cage. Naruto’s seal on his stomach tingled as Kyuubi grumbled about the village.
‘Shut up, Kyuu. Even Yuuri understands the beauty of the village.’
‘Hmmph! That hennachoko of a MaOu has always been soft since the first time I’ve known him ages ago.’
“Talking to Wol-err, Kyuu, again, Naru?” Yuuri asked the now glazed-eyed teen beside him.
Naruto blinked. “Aa… sorry about that. He said you’re a wimp again, by the way.”
“Hennachoko yuu na! Mou… Wolfu, when are you going to stop calling me that?” Yuuri retorted while Naruto laughed out loud and Kyuubi chuckled from inside the seal.
They enjoyed the autumn breeze atop the mountain for the next few minutes while watching the clouds and the village activity peacefully.
“Ne, Naru?”
“Haii?”
“Do you think you could let Wolfu out for a while?”
“Eeh? Let Kyuu out? Is that such a good idea? I mean…”
“Don’t worry; there is no one around the area, trust me.” Yuuri said.
Naruto believed him since he knew how good Yuuri’s senses were. Being a thousands-of-years-old Demon King had its perks; one of them was having the skill to detect the chakra of any and every living beings around him. The MaOu’s heightened senses could expand as far as several miles out, easily encompassing the whole of Konohagakure and its surrounding forest. Of course, right now Yuuri was only using a small fraction of his senses, just enough to cover several hundred meters in diameter around the two of them, in order to both conserve his maryoku and to avoid being detected by the more chakra-sensitive shinobis in the village; one such as the Hokage and her ANBU squads.
Naruto nodded before he performed the kage bunshin combined with the temporary soul-releasing jutsu he learned from the demon king, while Yuuri put up a small kekkai barrier around them so the chakra burst from the jutsu did not alert anyone in the vicinity, just in case.
Naruto was not worried even the slightest of letting Kyuubi out; not after he spent the last couple of years with the friendly MaOu next to him in their world. There was a poof of smoke next to the two on the mountain right after Naruto completed the hand seals for the jutsu.
From within the smoke, instead of a towering figure of the red, nine-tailed demon fox, there stood a young man, who could easily pass as a girl, with soft, slightly curly platinum blond hair and emerald-colored eyes. With his effeminate features clad in simple civilian blue shirt and black pants, one would not suspect him as being the Kyuubi no Kitsune at all.
“Hey Wolfu!”
“Hennachoko! And you too, Kit! Did you have to wait so long to release me?” Kyuu, or rather, Wolfu, as Yuuri called him, complained in his high tenor voice. He sounded very much different from his Kyuubi form.
“Cheh, Wolfram. How many times have I told you not to call me a wimp? You should be glad that I asked Naru to release you.” Yuuri retorted in amusement.
“Hmmph. No matter how old or powerful you are, Yuuri, you’re still my wimp.” Wolfram retorted back in mirth.
“Ara… Wolfu, you’re out!” A voice called from behind the three. Naruto, Yuuri and Wolfram looked behind their shoulders to find Itachi and Murata walking up to them.
“Ah, Icchan, Ken, is it time already? I didn’t realize it.” Naruto said sheepishly. Itachi plopped down next to Naruto gracefully while Murata sat down next to Yuuri and Wolfram.
“Nah, Icchan and I finished early. We’ve found quite a lot of information about the history of the Elemental continent. It’s fascinating, really. You won’t believe how Earth nations have changed and evolved since the last time we were here, Yuuri. I decided to come back later to do more research. Oooh, the view is rather nice from here,” commented Murata as he looked out to the village.
“Deshou [isn’t it]? Kyu, err, Wolfu here does not think so.” Naruto said.
“Hmmph, I never said it’s not beautiful here. I just don’t understand why you could still love this village for everything its inhabitants have done to you in the past. Seriously, you’re just soft like Yuuri here,” complained Wolfram.
“Humans always fear what they don’t understand. They deem those more powerful as threats. It’s been carved into their most basic instinct since the beginning of time.” Murata said while still looking out towards Konoha. The other four silently contemplated the Great Sage’s words of wisdom. Murata was the one to have lived the longest between the five of them. He had practically and literally experienced thousands of years of lives as different people in both Earth and Shin-Makoku.
“I made a promise. I would become Hokage sometime and dedicate my life to protect this village. I would not even hesitate to sacrifice my life if I had to. Just like my father did.” Naruto said quietly. Wolfram or Kyuu could only stay quiet as he listened to Naruto’s statement. “I made a promise, and I never go back on my word. That’s my nindo!”
Itachi, Yuuri, Murata, and Wolfram all wore a smile as they heard the youngest member of the group declared his nindo. It’s amazing how the young shinobi could liven up any kinds of situation. Naruto was like the sun, lighting and warming up those around him, much like Yuuri did when he first came to Shin-Makoku from Earth to become the MaOu. Perhaps that’s why both became fast friends when they met each other a couple years back.
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A/N: Wheee! Chapter 1 is here. Hopefully you guys enjoyed that. I realized that the prologue was too short and too mysterious, however there’s a very valid reason for this.
Some of you probably are not familiar with Kyou Kara Maou, however you need not worry about it too much. I’m only using 3 characters from KKMaou: Shibuya Yuuri, the half-human, half-mazoku Demon King; Wolfram von Bielefeld (who’s also Kyuubi in my story), the blond pure-blood mazoku prince who got accidentally engaged with Yuuri the first day Yuuri got transported to Shin-Makoku, the so-called demon kingdom; and Murata Ken, Yuuri’s best friend and the mazoku’s famous Daikenjya-sama, or Great Sage.
For the sake of you readers who are only following the Naruto series and not Kyou Kara Maou, I’ll be putting bits and pieces of crucial information needed to this story about the 3 characters. Although it is best if you knew about KKM beforehand, it’s not necessarily needed to understand this story.
Mazoku: Demon Tribe; Shin-Makoku: New Demon Kingdom
And, as you’ve already noticed, I’ll be using quite a lot of Japanese terms in this story. Most of them are supposedly self-explanatory if you pay attention to the context of the sentence they’re used in. However, if there’s a term you don’t understand, I’m sure it won’t be too hard to find their meaning online, since I’ll only be using the basic and most common ones. Most avid manga and anime fans are usually familiar with them already.
Lastly, as always, I’ll be asking for you to write me reviews. Reviews are like supplements for writers to keep them going, or like soldier pills to replenish their exhausted writing chakra, heh… They let us know whether or not you enjoy the story. So… onegai, click that review button and drop me a note! Thanks for reading! Ja!
Coming up next… Chapter 2: MaOu and Shin-Makoku!
a Naruto x Kyou Kara Maou crossover series
Pairing: Naruto / Itachi, Yuuri / Wolfram, others
Location: mainly in Hi no Kuni / Fire Country of Naruto world, with some flashbacks in Shin-Makoku of Kyou Kara Maou!
Rating: T for now, maybe R later on
Genre: Supernatural, AU, Romance, Adventure
Chapter 1: Suns of the Worlds
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In the background, several hundred meters from the spot where the two patrols met the ANBU earlier, the water in center of the lake rippled and moved in a circular fashion, slowly growing into a water vortex.
The wind had already stopped for a few minutes before then.
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Hyuuga Neji was pissed off. He had just finished his solo suicide assassination mission and was on his way back to report the mission success to the hokage when he heard two jounin patrols talking about Naruto like he’s some sort of a lower-than-trash, evil demon traitor, out in the open.
He had spent the last two weeks tracking down his targets who kept eluding him, encountered a bunch of enemy nins after he finished the mission, almost got killed in the end, and he spent the last few days traveling back to Konoha, while trying to avoid other enemy nins, almost non-stop, without any sleep. Obviously, he was dead tired, definitely pissed off to the core, and was on a short fuse.
A Hyuuga is not supposed to have short fuse. A Hyuuga is supposed to maintain his or her stoic self in any kinds of condition. However, when you’re a Hyuuga, and you heard someone talking bad about one of your closest friends and that friend was also someone you highly respect, who might also become the Hokage and your boss in the future, you’d probably also snap like Neji did.
Which was the reason why the tori-masked ANBU threatened the two jounin patrols on his way back to the Hokage tower earlier that night.
Slightly contented from scaring the shit out of the two jounins earlier, Neji entered the Hokage’s office to give her the mission report after he knocked on the door. He bowed to Tsunade after he closed the door and handed her the scroll. Shizune, the Hokage’s most loyal assistant and secretary was standing next to the Hokage’s desk as usual. Tsunade looked more weary and closer to her original age compared to the usual age-defying seal-genjutsu she wore for the last decade or so.
‘It’s been a couple years and she still hasn’t got over the fact that Naruto’s missing and most likely dead, huh? Even I’m having trouble believing that Naruto might be dead by now. I think all of us are still hanging onto that hope even until now, including, and most especially Hinata-sama, that he’s still alive somewhere.’
“At ease, Hyuuga.” The Hokage said to the ANBU.
Neji replied wordlessly and took off his tori mask - a falcon (one of the several types of existing ANBU bird masks), to be more exact.
“I trust your mission was a success?” Tsunade asked while placing the mission report aside on her desk.
“Haii, Tsunade-sama,” Neji replied. He then proceeded with the explanation to the report while Shizune scribbled a few notes once in a while. Neji was in the middle of his report when suddenly all three occupants plus the several hidden ANBU guards around the office felt an intense amount of chakra wave from the direction of the old Uchiha compound.
“What the…!” Tsunade exclaimed.
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The water of the lake by the old Uchiha compound was swirling in a maddening speed, creating a huge vortex of water out of nowhere. There was a bluish light shining from under the water. Within a matter of seconds, the circular ball of light emerged from the center of the vortex and floated up several meters above the surface. It landed on the wooden deck that juts into the middle of the lake, the same deck where the younger remaining Uchiha brother spent most of his time practicing his katon jutsu when he was a child. The light dissipated and from within the light emerged four cloaked figures standing casually on the deck.
“So this is Konoha,” the first figure stated. A teardrop-shaped necklace could be seen hanging around his neck just under the open partition of his cloak; the bright aquamarine color glinting brightly under the moonlight. If one squinted close enough, one could see some kind of a weird flower shape embedded inside the teardrop.
“Aaah, natsukashii…” replied the second figure. “It’s been a while since I’ve been here at this lake. I’ve missed this place.”
“Ne, you shinobis can detect maryoku or chakra, right?” The third cloaked figure asked.
“Yeah,” answered the second figure. “Why?”
“We’ve got company.” The last and tallest figure said.
“Ah, damn it. How the hell did they know we’re here? I was hoping we would not get discovered yet. I wanted it to be a surprise,” exclaimed the second figure.
“Nyaa… it must’ve been from Shibuya’s portal. His maryoku concentration is quite intense.” The third figure said in amusement.
“Ahaha... sumanai. Perhaps it would’ve been better if I had opened the portal somewhere else?” The first one said nervously.
“We have to move. Now.” The fourth figure said sternly. “Come with me.”
In the blink of an eye, the four cloaked figures disappeared from the vicinity. Not even a few seconds later, the Hokage and several ANBU squads appeared on the deck where the four had been standing on.
“Tsunade-sama, the chakra burst originated from this spot. It’s gone now, though.” An inu-masked ANBU said. A huge white nin-dog that reaches the height of his waist was sniffing the wood of the deck and the ground around the lake. “How is it, Akamaru?” She whimpered a negative and shook her head, telling her partner that she couldn’t find any trail of the scent other than on the deck. It disappeared without a trace leading anywhere.
“I want you all to issue an alert to the rest of the ANBU, jounins, and chuunin patrols for some possible dangerous intruders in the village!” Tsunade barked to her subordinates. “Whoever they are, they’re most certainly powerful if they were able to mask their trail just seconds after we felt that chakra wave. Go!”
“Haii, Hokage-sama!” All of the ANBUs save for the one guarding the Hokage left the area immediately after the order.
“What the hell is going on here?” Tsunade said mostly to herself.
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Meanwhile, our four mysterious cloaked figures were hiding in one of the hidden rooms inside the main building of the Uchiha manor, underground.
“Phew! That was a close call. Konoha ANBUs have become much better since the last time I was here,” the second cloaked figure said. “Ne, ne, Icchan… are you sure they won’t find us in here?”
The last figure twitched his right eye from the familiar use of pet-name the second figure gave him before answering, “Hn. Only one other person other than me knows about the existence of this room now. Besides, the entrance is sealed using a blood seal. Only an Uchiha could open the seal. The Hyuuga’s Byakugan won’t be able to see through the seal as well.”
He pulled his cloak hood down to reveal long, silky, midnight-colored hair, bound with a thread by the nape of his neck. His blood-red eyes with three black tomoes glinted under the dimly lit room.
“Ne, Itachi, is that the secret of your clan’s Sharingan on the wall?” the third figure asked while pointing on a written section of the room’s wall right across from where they were standing.
“Yeah, I promised you that you could take a look at it, didn’t I?” answered Itachi.
“Hmm… interesting. I never would’ve expected something like this to exist on Earth.”
The third figure pulled his hood down and walked closer to the huge scroll pinned on the wall to read it better. The fire from the torches on the walls was reflected on his round glasses. He had unruly blue-black hair and equally black eyes hidden behind the lenses. His face showed serious concentration and a frown as he read through the old Japanese kanji of the scroll. The black orbs of his eyes reflect some kind of wisdom and knowledge so deep that contrasted with his young face and soft features.
“It’s been a while since we’ve encountered kanji, ne, Murata?” The first figure had also pulled down his hood, revealing his black hair and the deepest, rounded black orbs as eyes. Like Murata, the first figure had young and boyish features with an air of innocence around him. No one would believe that he was the one who projected the intense amount of chakra, or what Murata called maryoku, earlier on the lake.
The second figure stayed was silent and still cloaked as he skimmed through the words on the wall. His posture stiffened slightly when he read through the middle part of the history of the Sharingan that described the Mangekyou. The elder Uchiha saw the slight stiffening gesture. He moved closer toward the still cloaked figure and put his hand on the other’s shoulder to offer comfort. The cloaked figure relaxed to the touch and looked to his right toward Itachi, offering a small smile of gratitude.
Realizing that the elder of the Uchiha brothers couldn’t see his expression under the wide hood of the cloak, he pulled it down to reveal short, messy, blond hair and eyes of the deepest and most brilliant blue color underneath. Three pairs of whiskered cheeks adorned his slightly rounded, effeminate face. Around his neck was the Shodaime Hokage’s necklace he won from the bet with Tsunade several years back.
“Sou ka…”
“You okay, Naru-kun?” Itachi asked in a concerned tone. He knew the reason why Naruto got nervous while reading the scroll on the wall. He was one hundred percent sure it involved the mangekyou and his younger brother. ‘Damn it, otouto. You have caused Naruto much grief.’
“Yeah. Thanks for caring, Icchan.” Naruto offered Itachi another small smile as the elder Uchiha squeezed his shoulder lightly. He reached up and put his right hand on top of Itachi’s hand. Itachi let go of the pet name that time. “At least now I know for sure that Sasuke really thought of me as his best friend.” Naruto whispered the last sentence to himself. The comment, however, did not go unnoticed by the other occupants of the room.
“This is a really dangerous bloodline that your clan possesses, Itachi.” Murata commented after he finished reading the scroll. “I never would’ve expected humans to have evolved this much in such a short time.”
“I don’t think several hundred years would count as short, Muraken.” Shibuya wryly replied.
“Nyaah, suman Yuuri. I guess not for humans, ne?
“I think it would be best if we lay low for the rest of the night. The ANBU and other patrol-nins are going to be actively searching for us after that huge burst of maryoku from the portal and we’re not that far away from the lake.” Itachi said. “There are several living quarters next to this room. This hidden underground part of the mansion was built as a safe house for during war purposes, so you’ll be able to find food and other basic necessary survival items in the rooms across the hallway. There’s even a bathroom down the hall if you need to freshen up.”
“I want to see your village, though. I’d like to learn more about the history of Konohagakure no Sato and the rest of the Elemental continent. Perhaps you could show me the library tomorrow morning, Itachi?” Murata said.
“Of course, Daikenjya-sama.”
“Please, just call me by my name. That title belongs to the past, and not to mention, a different world. Here, on Earth, I’m just Murata Ken.”
“I’ll show you around the village and the Konoha Library tomorrow first thing in the morning, Murata.”
“I would appreciate that, Itachi. Thank you. Now, why don’t we retreat for the night?” Murata suggested.
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The next morning after breakfast, Naruto, Itachi, Murata and Yuuri discreetly left the Uchiha compound for a tour around Konoha, each of them dressed in civilian robes and under a powerful genjutsu-courtesy of Murata-that no other humans could detect, not even the Hokage herself. To avoid suspicion as they walked around the village, they compressed their chakra to the minimum level, just barely up to the level that most regular civilians have. It would not do well if either one of Naruto or Itachi was discovered inside the walls of Konoha since both were listed as S-rank nuke-nins; Itachi for believed to be the perpetrator to the Uchiha massacre, and Naruto for being the jinchuuriki of the most powerful bijuu, Kyuubi no Kitsune.
Naruto and Itachi showed the other two around Konoha, the place they called home. They skimmed through the village’s most famous sites like the Hokage Monument-where the five faces of the past and present Hokages were carved into the mountain, where Murata and Yuuri mentioned something about it being similar to a president monument of a nation that had once existed in the past, the Konoha busy marketplace, even to the Fallen Hero Monument by the Team 7’s old training grounds.
Itachi then proceeded to show Murata the library while Naruto guided Yuuri to the rest of the village. They promised to meet at Naruto’s favorite ramen stand, Ichiraku Ramen by lunch time. Naruto brought Yuuri back to the Hokage Monument, however this time they climbed up onto the top of the mountain to enjoy the aerial view of Konoha.
“Your village is beautiful, Naru. It’s different from Shin-Makoku, yet as equally enchanting. It reminds me of my original hometown. Very similar, actually… Konoha is like the combination of old Japanese villages in the Feudal era and modern cities of the past.” Yuuri chuckled. “You guys even speak in Japanese, albeit an evolved format of it, while the whole continent is comprised of shinobis! I bet Ken is having the moment of his life researching about the Elemental continent right now.”
They had agreed before they left the compound earlier that while outside, they would call Naruto ‘Naru’ while Itachi would be ‘Icchan’ for secrecy purposes and to avoid the ANBUs on their tails.
“Arigatou, Yuuri. Konoha is my precious home. I would do anything to protect the village.” Both of them were sitting on the head of the Yondaime, looking out to the Hidden Village of the Leaves, watching the bustle and hustle of the villagers as they went on about their lives.
‘Pfftt… I still don’t understand what’s so good about this wretched village of yours, kit.’ Kyuubi said from inside his cage. Naruto’s seal on his stomach tingled as Kyuubi grumbled about the village.
‘Shut up, Kyuu. Even Yuuri understands the beauty of the village.’
‘Hmmph! That hennachoko of a MaOu has always been soft since the first time I’ve known him ages ago.’
“Talking to Wol-err, Kyuu, again, Naru?” Yuuri asked the now glazed-eyed teen beside him.
Naruto blinked. “Aa… sorry about that. He said you’re a wimp again, by the way.”
“Hennachoko yuu na! Mou… Wolfu, when are you going to stop calling me that?” Yuuri retorted while Naruto laughed out loud and Kyuubi chuckled from inside the seal.
They enjoyed the autumn breeze atop the mountain for the next few minutes while watching the clouds and the village activity peacefully.
“Ne, Naru?”
“Haii?”
“Do you think you could let Wolfu out for a while?”
“Eeh? Let Kyuu out? Is that such a good idea? I mean…”
“Don’t worry; there is no one around the area, trust me.” Yuuri said.
Naruto believed him since he knew how good Yuuri’s senses were. Being a thousands-of-years-old Demon King had its perks; one of them was having the skill to detect the chakra of any and every living beings around him. The MaOu’s heightened senses could expand as far as several miles out, easily encompassing the whole of Konohagakure and its surrounding forest. Of course, right now Yuuri was only using a small fraction of his senses, just enough to cover several hundred meters in diameter around the two of them, in order to both conserve his maryoku and to avoid being detected by the more chakra-sensitive shinobis in the village; one such as the Hokage and her ANBU squads.
Naruto nodded before he performed the kage bunshin combined with the temporary soul-releasing jutsu he learned from the demon king, while Yuuri put up a small kekkai barrier around them so the chakra burst from the jutsu did not alert anyone in the vicinity, just in case.
Naruto was not worried even the slightest of letting Kyuubi out; not after he spent the last couple of years with the friendly MaOu next to him in their world. There was a poof of smoke next to the two on the mountain right after Naruto completed the hand seals for the jutsu.
From within the smoke, instead of a towering figure of the red, nine-tailed demon fox, there stood a young man, who could easily pass as a girl, with soft, slightly curly platinum blond hair and emerald-colored eyes. With his effeminate features clad in simple civilian blue shirt and black pants, one would not suspect him as being the Kyuubi no Kitsune at all.
“Hey Wolfu!”
“Hennachoko! And you too, Kit! Did you have to wait so long to release me?” Kyuu, or rather, Wolfu, as Yuuri called him, complained in his high tenor voice. He sounded very much different from his Kyuubi form.
“Cheh, Wolfram. How many times have I told you not to call me a wimp? You should be glad that I asked Naru to release you.” Yuuri retorted in amusement.
“Hmmph. No matter how old or powerful you are, Yuuri, you’re still my wimp.” Wolfram retorted back in mirth.
“Ara… Wolfu, you’re out!” A voice called from behind the three. Naruto, Yuuri and Wolfram looked behind their shoulders to find Itachi and Murata walking up to them.
“Ah, Icchan, Ken, is it time already? I didn’t realize it.” Naruto said sheepishly. Itachi plopped down next to Naruto gracefully while Murata sat down next to Yuuri and Wolfram.
“Nah, Icchan and I finished early. We’ve found quite a lot of information about the history of the Elemental continent. It’s fascinating, really. You won’t believe how Earth nations have changed and evolved since the last time we were here, Yuuri. I decided to come back later to do more research. Oooh, the view is rather nice from here,” commented Murata as he looked out to the village.
“Deshou [isn’t it]? Kyu, err, Wolfu here does not think so.” Naruto said.
“Hmmph, I never said it’s not beautiful here. I just don’t understand why you could still love this village for everything its inhabitants have done to you in the past. Seriously, you’re just soft like Yuuri here,” complained Wolfram.
“Humans always fear what they don’t understand. They deem those more powerful as threats. It’s been carved into their most basic instinct since the beginning of time.” Murata said while still looking out towards Konoha. The other four silently contemplated the Great Sage’s words of wisdom. Murata was the one to have lived the longest between the five of them. He had practically and literally experienced thousands of years of lives as different people in both Earth and Shin-Makoku.
“I made a promise. I would become Hokage sometime and dedicate my life to protect this village. I would not even hesitate to sacrifice my life if I had to. Just like my father did.” Naruto said quietly. Wolfram or Kyuu could only stay quiet as he listened to Naruto’s statement. “I made a promise, and I never go back on my word. That’s my nindo!”
Itachi, Yuuri, Murata, and Wolfram all wore a smile as they heard the youngest member of the group declared his nindo. It’s amazing how the young shinobi could liven up any kinds of situation. Naruto was like the sun, lighting and warming up those around him, much like Yuuri did when he first came to Shin-Makoku from Earth to become the MaOu. Perhaps that’s why both became fast friends when they met each other a couple years back.
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A/N: Wheee! Chapter 1 is here. Hopefully you guys enjoyed that. I realized that the prologue was too short and too mysterious, however there’s a very valid reason for this.
Some of you probably are not familiar with Kyou Kara Maou, however you need not worry about it too much. I’m only using 3 characters from KKMaou: Shibuya Yuuri, the half-human, half-mazoku Demon King; Wolfram von Bielefeld (who’s also Kyuubi in my story), the blond pure-blood mazoku prince who got accidentally engaged with Yuuri the first day Yuuri got transported to Shin-Makoku, the so-called demon kingdom; and Murata Ken, Yuuri’s best friend and the mazoku’s famous Daikenjya-sama, or Great Sage.
For the sake of you readers who are only following the Naruto series and not Kyou Kara Maou, I’ll be putting bits and pieces of crucial information needed to this story about the 3 characters. Although it is best if you knew about KKM beforehand, it’s not necessarily needed to understand this story.
Mazoku: Demon Tribe; Shin-Makoku: New Demon Kingdom
And, as you’ve already noticed, I’ll be using quite a lot of Japanese terms in this story. Most of them are supposedly self-explanatory if you pay attention to the context of the sentence they’re used in. However, if there’s a term you don’t understand, I’m sure it won’t be too hard to find their meaning online, since I’ll only be using the basic and most common ones. Most avid manga and anime fans are usually familiar with them already.
Lastly, as always, I’ll be asking for you to write me reviews. Reviews are like supplements for writers to keep them going, or like soldier pills to replenish their exhausted writing chakra, heh… They let us know whether or not you enjoy the story. So… onegai, click that review button and drop me a note! Thanks for reading! Ja!
Coming up next… Chapter 2: MaOu and Shin-Makoku!