The Second Red Devil

Prologue .. -A New Devil Prince-

"Freedom" - 'This is Talking.

"Freedom"- Kyuubi or Sacred Gear(SG) talking.

"Freedom"- Jutsu or Ability.

"Freedom"- Thoughts.

Disclaimer: Noah & Red don't own Naruto or High school DXD (Dragons of Dragons) or any other series.

-"The power to protect someone comes with the determination to sacrifice yourself for those you love and cherish"- Noah.

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-October 10th-

October 10 for the people of Konogakure No Sato, or for shortening "Konoha", it's a reminder of 2 things.

Victory over a great enemy, the 'Kyuubi no Kitsune'.

And the loss of a leader, a hero. The 'Yondaime Hokage'.

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"GET THE DEMOOON!" A civilian shouted as he ran after a boy, looking somewhat tall for his age but also significantly emaciated. He had blond hair and blue eyes.

They stopped near the ending of a dark alleyway.

"I... W-Why me... What did i..." Stuttered Naruto, obviously scared of the gathering of villagers in front of him.

"You fucking demon... Our families... Our friends... You killed so many of them, and you dare ask that...?" Growled the civilian, with far more scorn than you would see in an adult when addressing a kid.

He helplessly looked at the mob with teary eyes in a corner, praying for something good to happen. But it should be obvious by now...

Such a huge mob, in such an enclosed space. Things were not looking good...

"B-but I didn't... didn't do anything..."Whimpered Naruto, miraculously still able to speak.

The villager heeded none of his words and proceeded to kick the miserable looking child without remorse.

"Yeah right. Big, fat tears to fool everyone right? How creative of you. Too bad we are a bit more insightful than that!"

And as soon as that was said, punch after punch, kick after kick, slash after slash of small knives and the impact of countless rocks. All these things suddenly ceased as an ANBU operative manifested out of thin air.

"What's this commotion all about?" Coldly said the ANBU.

The crowd began to grow scared. The Sandaime was quite the "demon lover", but of course, they wouldn't say that out loud. If word of this got to the Sandaime, they could end up being punished, they could end up being tortured, they could end up being...

''A-aaah! ANBU-san!'' Said a random one among the crowd. ''What a coincidence to find you patrolling this area. Normally, this isn't the kind of place people such as you...'' His voice trailed off as the other villager's minds thought about other things.

YES! The others thought. It certainly was unnatural their quietness and the tone of voice with which that random man suddenly tried to talk to him as his nervousness was palpable to even them, normal citizens, but they could still fool him if they did it right. The distaste against the damned beast was seriously high, as should've been obvious, but the Sandaime still kept it with protecting this curse from the gods. If they were found in such a situation, things wouldn't end pretty for them, to say the least.

But of course, such thoughts were mere delusions. If a special ANBU operative was someone that mere villagers could fool, they wouldn't have ever gotten their rank.

''What's going on in here?'' The ANBU's head tilted slightly to the side, throwing a quizzical look at the back of the alley. Many of the villagers had already moved to block the blond from view and one was shutting his mouth forcibly.

''Ahh! Yeah, yeah! What's happening indeed...''

You fucking idiot, thought the villagers.

''Well, you see...'' The man tried to keep himself from letting his gaze wander or his eyes from avoiding eye contact. He was failing spectacularly. ''Well you see, we...''

"You still haven't cut his vocal chords?" Bluntly asked the ANBU.

The ANBU suddenly advanced slowly forward. The stunned villagers didn't impend his path, and even the ones grouped like a pack and blocking the kid from outside view moved out of his way without a second thought. Naruto seemed way past the point of even properly squirming or trying to escape them by brute force.

The villagers were scared. What was this?

Was it possible?

Was it real?

Was it a trap?

Did the Sandaime finally get aggressive and set up people like this to confuse and apprehend them?

But, what if it was rea-

*SLASH!*

The villagers musings were silenced with the sound of metal meeting flesh. All their eyes focused in amazement as one small but agile looking blade traced an arc in the air, and arc tainted red midway through its flight. There was blood alright, but somehow the blonde kid wasn't drowning on it.

"Done. Now things become exceedingly easier. So, shall we proceed?" Questioned the ANBU, shocking the villagers out of their stupor. "If we take any longer, we will be found out." The ANBU heaved a sigh like he found interacting with the mob troublesome.

The villagers, finally semi-awake, advanced towards the boy. Maybe they were too lucky, maybe it was a trap, but this was too good, God forbid if they missed such a chance.

'' Save me, save me, save me, save me, save me...'' Again and again, he endlessly repeated. From the moment he had realized their trickery after they talked to him in front of Teuchi's place, to the moment everything seemed so close to ending, he only repeated one thing, that sole thing, over and over again.

Who would have thought there would be a response.

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-Unknown Location-

''Strange...'' Mused aloud a certain redhead clad in golden/dark armor. ''Grayfia... did you... feel that surge of energy...?''.

"Yeah... wait!" Said alarmedly the white/silver-haired woman, outfitted with a maid uniform, standing in the left side of the redhead. ''Sirzechs-sama...! This energy frequency is... But, shouldn't this be...'' Before she could end, Sirzechs raised his hand, silencing her.

''Grayfia...Get ready, we're going... I doubt this is what we really think it may be. But, just in case...'' Sirzechs tightened his fist.

Grayfia, for a moment, looked sadly in his direction for whatever reason. Even if she was the Head Maid at the moment and not his wife, she felt compelled to comfort him if even just a bit.

But every second was precious, it couldn't be wasted like this.

Not losing even one more moment, Grayfia left to get things ready, leaving a deceivingly angry Sirzechs to wait in his throne, looking out to God knows where.

"Hiruzen, we may need to discuss quite a few things. I hope that this feeling is a mistake...'' Muttered the Super Devil angrily at no one in particular.

...

''Kushina...''

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-Same Moment, different place-

Light of deepest red, for even the red in one's blood couldn't hope to compare to this display of beautiful crimson. Like it was suddenly splashed by the blood of thousands, a red that would make rubies cry in shame flooded the alleyway.

A figure of imposing image, and aura that left one short of breath, the air that accompanied royalty, and a gaze that pierced like an estoc that struck true through the soul. His crimson hair was beautiful to an alarming level, and his face, like a sculpted statue, was breathtaking. Clothes weren't what adorned his body, but black armor with gold accents. The regality of it was palpable, and the stranger's atmosphere attuned far too well to it.

A strange woman of silvery silky hair, enchanting face that gripped at one's instincts like horny animals, and sensual body that drew eyes as easily as if breathing, appeared like it was natural at his side. Her eyes were as piercing as his, the burning tension of looking through them was none, and only a weary cold could be felt, like a blizzard. It could be understood that the redhead at her side was wearing some strange design of armour, but her clothing sense escaped everyone's knowledge there, if they had been concentrating on her clothes, or even on her at all.

Scanning his surroundings with apparently zero care for those that stood in front of him in surprise, the redhead's gaze stopped promptly as it reached a nameless blonde laying bruised and bleeding on the ground.

A very cold eye looked at the mob of villagers and the ANBU, the latter one all of a sudden looking extremely tense.

''Did you do this?'' His voice was cutting like a knife, and even when it was said like a mutter, everyone heard it as clear as an evening day.

''Y...Yeah! What about it!? This stupid demon, everything would be better if he just...''

The nameless villager quietly fainted and fell to the ground. Everybody there gasped all of a sudden, and that black-armored stranger gaze didn't die down for even a second.

''Grayfia.''

''Understood, Sirzechs-sama.''

The foreign woman kneeled to the ground, and her graceful-looking arms clasped the small kid with tender care and gentleness. The wound on his throat was obvious and alarming but wasn't fatal enough that required immediate care. Taking her time, she examined the body thoroughly. The wave of fear was beginning to be washed over, and the increasingly tenser villagers took some threatening steps forward, more likely than not relying on the small advantage of numerical superiority to try and overwhelm him. The one on the back, with the strange mask and obvious gear that befitted a soldier or a special unit member had been the only one to become aware of just how bad an idea that was, Sirzechs realized.

Before the tense situation exploded, a warm light that felt comforting even to the far away villagers swept over the alley, exuding from the strange woman's hands. Her hands glowed with visible light, and as they caressed his body slowly and carefully, the wounds closed up and the bruises disappeared. She reached the neck which still bleed quite deep, but found her charge squirming and resisting even in his weakened state. He had tried to resist her almost unconsciously and only had his effort abated when she began healing his beat up body. The moment those same healing hands washed over his neck, he started all over again. Whether he had more energy left than she thought, or his now mostly healed body afforded him the luxury of exerting more of his strength, he writhed about stronger than before.

''Sirzechs-sama...''

''Heal only the necessary. We'll deal with the rest later.''

'''Only the necessary'...Sirzechs-sama, his vocal cho-''

''I'm aware. Nonetheless, proceed the same regardless.''

''... As you command.''

''Hey, what exactly are you doing!? This doesn't concern you, strangers! Attend to your own business!''

Sirzechs gaze seemed to keep them all at bay still, but he knew these people were irritated enough that the fear they felt would only make them feel cornered, pushing them towards some stupid decision.

''... Sirzechs-sama.''

The tone in Grayfia's voice caught his attention enough that his sights centered on her, disregarding the crowd he was keeping in a leash, but all those straight thoughts dispersed as he saw the sight before his eyes. He could hear but didn't even recognize the gasps that everybody heard from the back.

Spiky blond hair that may have taken someone's eyes out with correct aim was replaced by silky, smooth red hair with vibrancy and brilliance like a most beautiful rose taking in the totality of the sun's light. The marred and uncared-for skin still dirtied with mud suddenly gained a smooth texture, and even through the unhealthy color of pale skin due to malnutrition, someone with a keen eye would see the texture of the skin was far better than all the woman present except maybe the one currently caring for him. His half-open eyes, only somewhat aware of whatever was happening around were still blue, but adopted a deeper and ''heavier'' shade of blue that radiated with some inhuman mystique, enrapturing everyone around without trouble.

They may have been hunting him with reckless abandon and unquenchable and unreasonable hate just moments prior, but none of the villagers had the proper defenses to last against this unexpected attack.

There was one that recovered fast enough though. The ANBU, with their training beaten into their heads, realized instinctively this was the best chance he ever had at ending this before it got nastier. Something told him not to look directly at the demon as whatever change affected him transcurred, and he confirmed his intuition had paid off when a glimpse of the image was enough to shock his senses but for an instant. One way or the other, his eyes would be drawn in and his ability to properly think robbed off of him momentarily. At this moment, at this instant, he was the strongest one who had his full attention concentrated on his task, eliminating those two.

They frightened him.

He could only shiver.

Seeing the redhead and the silver-haired woman, thinking of getting caught and having to deal with Ibiki suddenly sounded way better for whatever unexplainable reason, but he still advanced forward.

10 meters.

5 meters!

2 meters!

Almos-

''Shut up.'' A merciless hand grabbed an unsuspecting face.

''Wha-''

''My nephew doesn't feel to well at the moment, all thanks to the hospitality of you and your people.'' The ANBU's masked horse face was pulled closer as the foreigner looked him dead in the eyes. ''Please, do let me give some of it back to you if you do not object to it.''

With a mighty swipe and most likely some aiming, Sirzechs threw the offending Ninja at unprecedented speeds towards the whole of the villagers still stupefied by Naruto's appearance. More than five went flying at varying angles, and more than a dozen got easily tumbled over like bowling pins.

The deed was done. And now there was something else to do.

''Sarutobi, come here. You must know I'm simply not on the best of moods, so please at least appear in front of me like it's due.''

None of the villagers had been knocked out by the previous collision with the ANBU going at terminal speed, so when Sirzechs said so with clear tone like the Sandaime was one step away, their hurting bodies jerked up instantly.

As promised, some light footsteps could be heard. Looking back, the silhouette of a single old man, slightly hunched over and with a grave expression on his face, guarded by two ninjas who kept at his close side approached more and more. Someone decided he wanted to look up for some undetermined reason, and the two side of the alleyway were filled with ANBU at the tops.

''Arrest them.'' The Sandaime said without a second thought as he approached the villagers. They obviously wouldn't and didn't take this well, but Hiruzen wasn't paying them the slightest attention. He stopped in his way to the red head near where Horse was still half unconscious from the concussion. Hiruzen looked at him with an appraising eye, and more than a fair bit of disappointment, before telling the other ANBU to get him sent to Ibiki at once. He would deal with Horse later.

Sarutobi stopped a few feet in front of the redhead, and his gaze was filled with both anxiousness and apprehension. Sirzechs didn't even spare him some pity as his gaze was still as piercing.

''Let's go to the Hokage Tower.'' Sarutobi finally managed to say, as he turned around towards the alleyway's exit. ''There's much to talk about, and this isn't the best place.''

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-Hokage's Tower-

''Hiruzen, I'm clearly aware of what kind of man are you and understand that this situation must have exceptional circumstances. That being the case, please begin explaining.''

''Sirzechs-san... Sadly, I can only say that these circumstances are mostly the results of exceptionally bad luck.''

''Bad luck...?''

''You remember we had 'that' as means of communication right? If I do remember, you said back in the day that your 'side' had begun some small side projects, one of those was... dimensional... interference was it?''

''Ah, that's right.'' Mumbled Sirzechs as he remembrances about those days. ''Yeah, I do think I sort of explained how my world mostly works, all those years ago. You at least remember a piece of it right? Well, the dimensional gap, I do believe I mentioned it, it's the gap between the three worlds where we habit. Well, I sadly don't remember all the specific and little details, but there was a sudden movement in favor of a better understanding of the workings of the area. I think it was started by some of the elder devils using their influence because the fallen angels had started some devious research concerning it.'' Sirzechs sighed somewhat tiredly. ''Can't they understand the burden that a youngster like me has to suffer for their unnecessary paranoia? I had to cancel a special date I had planned with Grayfia.''

''Sirzechs-sama, such comments are unnecessary.''

''You a youngster? I certainly remember your light-heartedness Sirzechs-san, but I never took you for a comedian.'' Sarutobi lighted his pipe and took some puffs of smoke, knowing this conversation wasn't over and wanting to grab something that could calm him a bit better. ''I recall something about meeting... Something? You never quite wanted to talk about the incident.''

Sirzechs grabbed his head as he groaned. ''Nobody wants to remember such a bad headache...''

Sarutobi puffed some smoke as he gave Sirzechs a weird look. ''That so? Then I will not pursue further. After whatever happened to your side, some kind of incident saw your sister ending stranded on our side. Whatever happened on your side that caused said incident also was the cause that you had some kind of breakthrough and became capable of interdimensional travel, at least to our world. By that time, a couple of months had passed. Minato had met Kushina... Well, I don't think I need to get detailed what happened after.''

''What's your point, Hiruzen?''

''... You left me the means for communication with your side. Mine had never dwelled on this subject, and I had made it very explicit I didn't want anything related to such research except for what you left me for connecting with you.''

''... There are some desperately ambitious individuals in your side that you just didn't want to meddle with such things, right?''

''I may still not given up full hope on Danzo, but his presence is certainly a liability, and I dread thinking what may he throw himself and the village into if he got his hands on such technology. But that's not the point, but rather what happened to the 'equipment' itself. You should be aware I'm not knowledgeable enough of the basic theory to know what was it that went wrong. Whatever it may have been, it ended up unusable. My best estimation is that the incident with the Kyuubi was the cause. It happened around that time. And around that time...''

Sirzechs looked to the floor in contemplation.

That had been when he had become aware that his only sister at the time had been killed. The only thing he had been able to do was send a message to Hiruzen, about being aware of the situation but not being able to go to his world.

Actually, in the developmental department of dimensional phenomena detection, classification and intervention, the proper and obviously larger name for it, all clans from the surviving 72 were investing a bit on it. There was the ''official'' research that everyone was a part of, and then the ACTUAL research. Individually carried out by each clan, maybe 2 or 3 or 10 alliances here and there, but it was fundamentally individual.

Everybody knew that if ''Beelzebub'' decided to participate, each and every one of their efforts would have been wasted. Strangely, he kept himself clear of the project as a whole, seemingly not interested. Regardless, what happened in the past is the past, but the main point was that Gremory found itself alone in this whole affair. They didn't' have any kind of real desire for more power or influence, you could say it was mostly as a hobby, so when whatever was it that had happened happened and 'he' appeared, showing them the correct way to go to other dimensions like he was playing a game or just having a good time, the Gremory made an effort in hiding their findings and results, understanding what would happen if such findings became public knowledge to the elder demon society.

Of course, 'his' appearance had been a few months after the first incident when Kushina inexplicably found herself sucked towards some unspecified location after they screwed something up. It was only a few months after that 'he' made contact, when Sirzechs and his family were close to deciding to treat Kushina either dead or at best lost forever.

After all the disaster in the ninja country(The details of which will not be touched upon) and Kushina's decision to stay with Minato, not much time passed before tragedy struck and they got information on Kushina's death. Mister and Miss Gremory were still affectionate parents, so even they wanted some way to be aware of Kushina's condition. Again 'he' helped(He had decided to stay for an undetermined quantity of time in their care, and after helping them with Kushina and now this, they were indebted to him anyway. He also seemed to have had some reason to be in their world) and before long they got news on the baby. The family was utterly surprised such a quick conceiving was possible for a demon. The happiness didn't last after the Kyuubi's incident

Kyuubi, a nine-tailed Kitsune, a kind of Yokai. This being was completely different on a number of ways from the normal Kitsune Yokai, and even it's power was obviously greater, from the small information hey had collected. But the demon world had gotten quite turbulent during those times, and there was quite a bit of stress between the Maou's and the elder devils, mainly the elder of the house of Bael, the first head of the house, Zekram Bael.

He wielded as much influence, if not more than the four current Satans combined. There was, or rather still is, a period of rather tense stress between his fellows demons and the current government, but Sirzechs understood this was all too common. And eye was being kept on everyone, by everyone. If Sirzechs tried to make any kind of leave, no matter how short, he knew someone would notice and cause tremendous repercussions, worse if they learned the implications of his absence... Or how he escaped in the first place. This lasted for various years, for demons with their average lifespan of various thousands of years view time differently. With time, he developed countermeasures to do transport without rousing suspicion, the tensions had softened remarkably, and his uninterrupted work during all this time had earned him a right of for some needed repose, and he was given the green light to go off and relax whenever he felt like it. But considering how long it had been, that no message had been sent back, and that Sirzechs honestly didn't feel the least inclined to visit his sister's, brother-in-law's and nephew's tombstones, made it so he had never decided to visit the dimension again. He planned to go eventually and visit his sister as was due, but he wasn't ready.

Then this happened.

A wave of energy that he recalled far too well drove him to nostalgia, hope, and a very strange form of despair.

And what he found... was less than optimal.

Apparently his sister's kid had survived the ordeal in some way, his present state was depressing to put it nicely, Hiruzen had just been kind enough to remember to mention said fox had been sealed in the boy by Minato himself and was positively maddeningly enraged at his present condition, and the kicker was that all may have been avoided had the damn communicator not broken down.

''Calm down, Sirzechs-san. I understand how you must feel,'' Sarutobi hastily said as he saw the redhead exhale with weariness in his face. ''And I can quite understand what you're gonna propose. Surely, my ability to care for Naruto was a total laugh...'' Hiruzen said as he eyed the other occupied chair in his office, where Grayfia, the beautiful silver-haired woman garbed in maid clothing, cared for the unconscious Naruto. The scene filled the old man with happiness, but also made him feel sharp guilt. ''And the fact that trying to vouch for Naruto would only have spurred the civilian side of the council into ill-advised decisions and Danzo to take a more active role in the chaos is not an excuse enough. If I had tried harder, things could have been much better. I was even forced to hide his real appearance with a specialized seal arrangement trying to not make him grab attention even more. Sadly...''

''Don't blame yourself so much, Hiruzen. After seeing that mob, their expressions, the tone of their voices... It was clear as day. This kid wouldn't be even alive if it wasn't for you. The destruction of the communication equipment wasn't anything you could have controlled, and he's MY nephew, not yours, not anybodies in this village. If I ever asked you to go as far as putting him over all the people under you, I'd be nothing but a hypocrite. You did more than you were expected to do, and for that I thank you.''

Sarutobi heard the words loud and clear, but his hands, clasping one another, didn't soften their grip for even one moment. Sarutobi's head hanged low for a short while, contemplating something. Just about when Sirzechs thought it may have been a good idea to advance the conversation, Sarutobi spoke again.

''I have a favor I'd like to ask you, Sirzechs-san...''

''Aha...?'' Sirzechs raised a puzzled eyebrow.

''Could you also take three other people with you?''

''!?''

''I have my reasons,'' Sarutobi explained immediately. As he did, he took some documents out of his drawer after searching for a little, saying things like 'good thing I had them at hand nearby'. He passed them to Sirzechs, who began reading them. ''They are in very precarious... situations. Talk of a possible Coup d' Etat has been spreading like fire. Of course, it's not just talk. One of our clans, the Uchiha, have become very vocal about their perceived difference of treatment and how they have been shunted to the side as whole from the village. A number of incidents and the increasing tension have made it so it has stopped being rumors and has become a possible reality. One of the Uchiha, directly under my command and strongly opposed to the affair as a whole, Itachi Uchiha, has been providing me necessary information while acting as a double spy. However, due to his status as a genius and the eldest son of the clan leader, slandering, insults and bad rumors have been circulating about him. It's not shown on the surface, but public resentment against his presence and that of his family has been steadily increasing, and his social alienation has not helped the case. The other, Anko Mitarashi, is the former disciple of a student of mine, Orochimaru. He ended up amassing quite a bit of enmity, before promptly defecting the village. Her, his discarded disciple, has been constantly seen with eyes of mistrust and glared at with stares full of resentment, as back talk about her being a possible spy for Orochimaru escalated more and more. After years, things have obviously calmed down, but I'm beginning to deeply worry how such an environment may affect her in the long run. She's a good girl, and I'll like to help her out. The last one, Yugao Uzuki, is a highly introverted girl. Because of that, even considering the nature of ANBU, she has had problems to fit in properly in any of the official teams, causing bad synergy. The two she frequents the most is the one led by Kakashi Hatake whom she personally idolizes and a hybrid team composed of her, Anko and Itachi. Her increasingly loner attitude has caused a bit of a problem, and for reasons I have failed to understand, many of the higher-ups within the civilians and some of the higher ranked of our own ninja have requested her for a number of high-profile missions, some quite over what her rank or level of ability should let her. Their excuses are her good sensorial abilities, also putting the pretext it'll serve as future training, but that's all lies. They are just the kind of sick person that takes pleasure on seeing someone like her struggle. Yugao has a difficulty with expressiveness, and even if she shows vivid expressions it's most likely a lie to cover herself, so these people indulge themselves on the struggles and pains she has to go through under the circumstances, like shattering lots of ice to try and see the gem underneath. Her looks most likely worsen the situation.''

''Yet you cannot do anything about them...'' Sirzechs thought out loud. ''So then, there's something that keeps them safe. Either the excuse of training and accumulating experience gives a free pass to any maltreatment they impose on her as long as they don't go out of hand, or...''

''I think you meant 'and','' Hiruzen added with a look of pessimism. ''Their mission scores are superb. Yugao capabilities are certainly a thing to praise, and in the hands of experienced veterans, they can draw out her usability to the fullest. We got nothing to grab them by the collar for, and they get the results that would be necessary to bury things like their treatment of her.''

''What I don't quite understand is what all these individuals have to do with Kushina.'' Said ISrzechs as he analyzed the files. ''Anko Mitarashi was under the so-called Orochimaru till about 2 months after her Chunin exam at 11 years old. By that point, Yugao Uzuki is only 9 years old and coming out of the academy with honors for graduating at such an age. Uchiha Itachi is barely 5 years old by this point and only two months away from his 6th birthday. I don't see how...''

''Kushina was a ninja of Jounin level in our ranks. That year she was supposed to serve the purpose of Jounin-instructor, just like Minato, but as you can see that same year is when she got pregnant, around maybe January or February, and was taken back from duty for maternal leave. Of course, things turned ironic. In a set of events that I would not rather describe right now, Kushina ended up drawing a group to herself. Those were the abandoned Anko, the already socially awkward Yugao, and the still young Itachi that somehow felt comfortable with her. After all, your sister and his mother were best friends.''

''I wasn't aware of that...''

''Tons of things happened, so I don't fault you. Anyway, through Kushina as their pillar, the three kids connected, and with her at the center became really close. They also even interacted with Minato and his team, some of the reason Yugao admires Kakashi so much. It was an odd group, but maybe it was just her maternal instincts kicking in. Mikoto Uchiha wasn't a bad mother by any measure, but for the Itachi that abhorred war even from young, the household where his father was had too much pressure for him. But of course, you should know what happened after.''

''Kyuubi.''

''Yeah, that fox. As you can imagine, with her death, their pillar was gone and the death itself was shocking enough. However 5 years later, this very same year around some 2 months ago, young Itachi joined ANBU at 11.''

''He really is a child prodigy. They don't look to be just chosen from wherever. Besides the fact he was so unpleasant, that one with the Horse mask actually didn't let himself get distracted by Naruto and went straight for us. I think he even realized how truly dangerous we were.''

''Anko entered around 2 years later when she was 13. Her abilities were remarkable, Orochimaru made sure of that, but that wasn't the main point or reason. She was to show her actions instead of words to get trust again. In other words, a cute dog doing tricks as it's told and wagging its tail obediently. Yugao entered around when she was 11, mostly for her sensory abilities rather than her general aptitude like Itachi. That she followed orders like a robot it's something that influenced the decision I'm sure.''

''So they meet again...''

''More or less. Itachi was more than you could ask for, but he was a pacifist at heart that was dissatisfied with his life, but nobody understood that, thinking his genius made him isolate himself, whether he wanted or not. Anko had excellent abilities, but her personality killed that off. She did the missions and got the objectives so that nobody would complain. And Yugao is kind of on the predicament I told you about, not counting her original social and emotional problems.''

''So them on a sole team balances them out. At least as far as making them work a bit better than they usually do.''

''More or less. With the tension for the Coup D' Etat and a bunch of other smaller but still troublesome matters, I sincerely wouldn't want them anywhere nearby.''

''... Hiruzen, I understand fully what you are implying, but you must be aware. When I say I'm taking Naruto, I'm fully intending on having him come back someday. My sister still decided to live her life here. Until Naruto grows to the point where he is able to consciously choose what he wants himself, and then give him the benefit of the choice, he stays with me. This means, as I'm sure you understand, his stay will be everything except short. His condition as a jinchūriki will certainly make this difficult and I'm still gonna go forward with this, but those kids aren't in a position to...''

''Oh I'm fully aware of that, Sirzechs-san. These youngsters, they have a bright future ahead of themselves, very bright indeed. But this place is far too clouded, and my body too aged and my influence waning too much to properly do the necessary things without incurring more losses or affecting the whole of the village. There's quite a bit more that I would love to help, and quite a lot of stuff I would like to make right, but I have neither the power nor the means to even properly carry it out. I have found a way on you, and I would never question a man of your caliber on your ability to handle something like this. These kids are far more than soldiers, to more people and to me too. I'm not asking you to fix a broken weapon, but look after a foolish child that would rather sprain his knee and keep shut for whatever reason instead of crying and asking for help like any child should. This place isn't the place for it. And as promising as they are, if someone like I, once called ''God of Shinobi'', couldn't control my own village on my own just because they leave, I should have never gotten this hat in the first place.''

As Sarutobi lightly tapped the white-with-adornments-of-red hat on his balding head, Sirzechs face went serious with real consideration.

After easily 20 minutes like that, he reached a conclusion.

''I'll accept your request, Sandaime.'' Sirzechs said with a resolute expression.

The old man's expression softened appreciably, and he sucked on his pipe more relaxedly. ''That so? That makes me really happy. To tell you the true, they are the main reason Naruto is still alive, and not this shameless old bat. They kept most pests at bay or informed me whenever things got past a certain point or it wasn't the usual unruly mob. They even sometimes left him food, but in such way it looked like it had been thrown away or forgotten as they knew very well the paranoid mind he had developed over the years. For some reason, he had been off guard on the day and the mob had used some personal information to trick him into a bad position. Anyway, I'm sure they'd be delighted. Though I wonder about Itachi, considering his mom and his younger brother...''

''We will see how it goes.'' Sirzechs afforded one smile for the old man. ''This is their choice on the end, no much we can do about that. If we can calm things on the village, it would be easier but...''

Before he could continue further, a knock at the door, interrupted them.

''Who is it? I'm occupied at the moment.'' Hokage said in an authoritative tone.

''It's us, Hokage-sama. ANBU Team Yuu, reporting after our successful mission on Kusa.''

His eyes widened in surprise. ''Yuu! I see, perfect. Immediately enter please, we have to discuss some things.''

The doors immediately opened, and so three individuals entered the room.

A crow-masked boy, black haired and sporting a very small ponytail. He was the smallest, but just looking at him made Sirzechs understand he wasn't normal or standard.

A somewhat taller woman with a snake mask and purple hair in a pineapple bum, holding her hair. From her very posture, you could see hints at her laxness or relatively rebel attitude.

If Sirzechs were to guess, the last one with the cat mask should have been two years younger than Anko, but her height was almost the same. Other than that, her long and straight hair with a different hue of purple drew attention, but not as much as the stiffness of her stance.

''This is good. Team Yuu, this is Sirzechs-san. A special guest. Actually, I was telling you about him just now, as I have an... ''assignment'' for you which is very related to him.''

This surprised the three individuals before they exchanged stares. Apparently all thinking the same thing, the small boy was the one to actually talk. ''An assignment... with this foreigner? We do not understand fully Hokage-sama. Would you care to explain in greater detail?''

As he talked with calm and collected voice, Sirzechs noted something with his eyes.

Through the eyehole of his mask, clearer than he would have thought, shone a lone blood red orb marked by three black tomoe.

...This should be interesting.

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Autor Style : Cliffhanger no Jutsu !

AN: Red : Sooooo...did you like it, I know you liked it, c'mon, tell how much you liked it!
...You didn´t?...Damn it Santa!, I wanted my first fanfic to be the tits you sonava...What, you liked it?...ohhh, ah, well,...Thiiis is kinda akward...amm...Yeaah so you liked it!

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EDIT: Yeah, this is RED in direct. I redid the whole chapter. I'm not entirely sure to how big an extent ''remade'' or almost replaced could go, but i'm plenty satisfied. I could talk more, but my eyes are killing me from sleep.

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