Hey guys! A guy suggested I do the omake as another fic. I relayed the message to my co-creator and he gave the green-light on the idea, and so here's the fic on how Naruto affects the 5th Grail war from an alternate universe.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Fate/Stay Night or its characters. The story for this fic however is shared with me and Element-OverLord.

Night 1

"GO BERSERKER!" Screamed a young albino girl wearing a purple dress as a giant monster of a man with a rock-axe/sword for weapon roared before charging towards it's opponents.

"!"

Said opponents, which consisted of a blonde woman with her hair in a bun and a white dress holding a sword encased in invisible air alongside a blonde man with whiskers marks wearing knight armor of mostly orange and while holding a sword with exquisite décor on its metalwork, cursed as they barely avoided the giant beast's attack, which caused a small earthquake.

"So can you tell me how we got in this again, Saber-chan?" Asked the blonde in orange to the blonde girl who frowned at the question. They dodged another incoming attack, and the ground they stood on caved in like a bowl. The monstrosity known as Berserker –rightfully named so- turned around and swung his weapon at the white knight. She evaded the blade by inches while she bent her back to the point of almost becoming a right angle.

"Not now, you annoying Archer!" She yelled before she was forced to defend against Berserker's crippling blow. The force pushed Saber off the ground; however her guard still stood. With regained mobility from touching the ground, she told Archer, "We must stay alive!" Archer sighed…how did they get into this mess? Are their Masters even safe right now?

He's in battle, and as much as he'd like to pay attention, his mind wandered to earlier of this night, where it all began.

There are many possibilities; parallel worlds in which an event plays out differently with a subtle touch while others drastically change as if dropping a penny started a civil war! Sure there could be a world out there that has that specific event happening right now, and we won't know about it. Parallels don't ever touch.

The Grail destroys that principle, bringing in heroes of old with varying differences in story or history like King Arthur actually being a girl in the world we'll be looking at soon.

A Shinobi with the principles of a knight and hero enters the fray as the last Servant to enter the Grail war. He's from the future, so practically nobody knows of his legend. Which suits his situation fine. It'd be a shame to hide his wonderful Kyuseki with some lame concealing magic to keep his identity secret.

In another place, a red-haired boy named Shirou ran for his life. That blue-clad spearman is STILL chasing after him! Why? Why is he still chasing this average-looking teen all the way to his home? Better yet, why is he still alive?! Last thing he remembered, he got stabbed THROUGH THE HEART!

The red head saw the glint of red on the corner of his left eye. On reflex, he dodged, leading the spear to puncture a hole in the wall in front of him. Shirou decided that being in his house; hallways are not safe places to be in with a spearman hellbent in killing him.

Actually, no place is safe for him.

The blue spearman grabbed the collar of his uniform and chucked him outside of his home. Shirou landed with a thud, and he quickly stood up to run away from the assailant.

"You just won't die, won't you, cockroach?!" The spearman yelled, "No matter. I killed you before, and I'll kill you again." That was Shirou's signal to run even faster now. To have that feeling of death on his back really motivated him to run like never before. Ah the wonders of adrenaline...

The future Acher halted his retreat when the spearman cut him off, and slammed the shaft of his spear on the teen's side, and sent the boy sprawling on the shed's floorboards. The teen groaned in pain, and unconsciously activated his magic circuits. He needed to fight back now! He searched for anything he can use as a weapon.

Sure he might die, but he already did...technically.

Unknowingly, the spearman entered the shed and prepared to stab Shirou once more. "Ready to die again?" The spearman asked. He waited for only a second before rearing the spear back and trusts it towards Shirou.

The teen activated his circuits and suddenly, a blinding, orange light emerged behind him. He dismissed it as nothing but the afterlife ready to claim his soul. What he didn't expect was the sound of metal clashing against metal.

Clinkssssssshh! The screeching sound of metal grinding on metal certainly alerted both assassin and victim. A second later, the spearman couldn't react in time, and rocketed out of the shed's doorframe. The man rolled away before crouching and skidding on the ground to stop. He readied his spear for a fight. It irritated him, but he, his victim, is now a Master, and being a Master means that he has a Servant; a powerful one.

In the shed, Shirou looked at what he could only describe as an orange knight. He had white armor, pauldrons, gauntlets, and greaves, but his main color, the one Shirou could really point out, is that he wears a lot of orange. But who is this mysterious orange knight/savior?

He hoped to get an answer when the hooded knight turned around. There, Shirou saw a triangular visor covered the man's eyes, and the hood hid his spiky, blonde hair. The whisker marks on his face was the only defining point after those features. With a smooth and eloquent voice that doesn't match his rough exterior, he asked, "I got your call. Are you my Master?" Shirou nodded dumbly at the knight. He didn't know what to think about the tall and orange-clad warrior who saved him from an early death.

"Y-yes?" Shirou answered cautiously.

"Then the pact is solidified, and yadayadayada…" The blonde knight smiled, and said, "You looked like you were about to die, eh? You want him gone, Master?"

"Gone?" Shirou repeated. He had an idea, but he wanted to hear what he meant.

"You know...eliminate, make him NOT exist, …dead?" The knight explained himself, and Shirou looked with wide eyes at the blonde Knight as he did not hesitate to ask if he wanted the spearman dead. Shirou whimpered slightly, and the knight simply took it as a yes, "Okay then! Lancer-san, here I come!" He jumped out of the shed with blade in hand.

'So he really is a knight...' Shirou thought in silent awe.

The spearman, Lancer, looked at the boy's savior. He was shocked to say the least. With that sword in hand, he suspected that the new Servant was a Saber. But that's not possible! He already fought Saber -quite the looker by the way- and she had very well have killed him already had the onlooker be there at the wrong time.

"Yo, Lancer-san! You think I can try doing what you do?" Lancer raised an eyebrow at that, but decided to ignore the rather eccentric Knight. The blonde Servant sheathed his sword and created a very familiar spear into his hands. The red spear glinted under the moonlight's rays. Lancer did not react a tiny bit; however, on the inside, his mind scrambled around how the new Servant has HIS Gae Bolg.

At a nearby rooftop, Rin Toshaka, teenage girl with brown hair in pigtails and a very discernable red sweater, and her Servant, Saber, a woman in a white dress and silver gleaming metal armor, looked in surprise at what the new Servant did. He created the lance Lancer held onto. Saber deduced that the Servant is not a Saber. There cannot be two Sabers; he didn't look like a Berserker, Archer, nor Rider. Caster maybe because he created that Lance out of magic, but definitely not the previous ones mentioned. So is he Caster? But he can be an Assassin, yet it defies his knight-like appearance.

They needed to find out soon, and the white-clad Saber would find the information they needed for her Master's future knowledge. She hoisted her blade hidden by wind and jumped from the rooftop to join the fray.

The orange spearman noticed Saber and shifted his body so he faced both opponents. He smirked, "A standoff, eh? I can deal with that. Bring it on, Saber-san, Lancer-san." His left hand released the shaft to grab the sword from its sheath at the right hip. Both known Servants narrowed their eyes at the act of dual-wielding spear and sword. They were thinking of possible identities, yet could not figure out who this orange-clad knight is supposed to be.

Giving up, Saber asked, "Who are you? What is your Servant class?"

The orange knight lowered his weapons, but not his guard; smart move on his part. He stabbed his sword in the ground in unceremonious manner, and said, "Now that'd be telling, Saber-san." His childish and mocking voice irked Lancer, but not the woman questioning him. He continued, "Tell you what...if you can force me to use the characteristic that makes me my Servant class, then you know my class." He picked up his sword, "So...shall we dance, King of Knights, and Culann's Savage Dog?" His foxy grin, plastered on his face, told the other warriors that he was confident that he got his opponents' titles right.

Saber and Lancer shivered at their identities revealed so immediately. This was no ordinary Servant -as all Servants in the Grail war should be- if he could discern the identities without so much as a need to look at his opponents' Noble Phantasms.

They repeated the question in their head, 'Who is this Servant?!'

"Now then, shall we go, Lancer? Saber?" Smirked the blonde in orange as both servants stood there for a second before going at the same time. The orange Servant did not falter from his position, and let his opponents come to him. He smirked at the charging duo, and remembered the times he sparred with these two people. Ah...the days where he'd get beaten up so badly...those were the days. Now, he can stand and fight these two equally in terms of skill between both sword and spear. He readied himself as Lancer thrusts his spear towards the Servant, and Saber swinging her invisible sword overhead. And then what Shirou and Rin could see where flashes and sounds of steel clashing as SOMEHOW the orange knight managed to block the attacks from TWO SERVANTS AT THE SAME TIME! Sword met sword as did spear meeting its copy.

'W-what is he?!' Rin thought as she saw her Saber going for another slash, only for the orange servant to use his sword to block and throw her back as Lancer tried to do a sneak attack with his speed, but the orange hero managed to parry Gae Bolg with his copy of Gae Bolg AND deflect the strike in a matter of seconds! But unlike Rin, Shirou was watching the battle between heroes with awe and surprise, never expecting to see such confrontation happen in front of him!

'So...this is what a battle between warriors of the past is?' The red-head thought as he saw his...servant use his replicated lance as a pole to jump over a horizontal slash from the girl in white armor and then quickly use his sword to block a thrust attack from the blue man's lance before spinning around behind him and kick him to the ground!

'DAMN!' Lancer mentally shouted as he stood up from the ground and saw the orange servant avoid all the slashes that Saber keep attacking him with...and with that goddamn smirk on his face!

Meanwhile the orange hero was avoiding Saber's slashes and blocking those he couldn't while he saw some differences on the one before him from the one that taught him:

'This Saber has a white dress unlike the blue that Saber-nee wore...' He analyzed calmly. 'Also this one is more feminine...and is that Caliburn?!' Now the shocked blonde noticed that like the blue Saber who had Excalibur in a wind coat, this one had Caliburn in one as well! Problem is…Naruto recognizes the magic and automatically disabled it for him to see. He inspected the blade some more before Saber finally managed to cut off his visor with all her strength, sending him flying away a few feet from the impact before he recovered and grinned.

"How's...that?! Now want to use your abilities?!" Saber grinned...until she saw the orange servant smile.

"Not bad at all Saber-chan~! It seems you caught me off guard!" The knight laughed like it wasn't a problem at all, and he clapped at Saber's action like he would as if he was patting a baby on the head!

"Quiet! Stop talking and show me some more action!" Saber yelled indignantly towards the orange knight.

"Oww... that hurts, Saber-chan. Do you WANT me to thrust my long shaft into your body?" The blonde asked in a mix of sincerity and teasing, but the way he said it made it look more like sarcasm and pure mockery to the female knight! "Such language! Young girls like yourself shouldn't say that! How will you expect to find a husband with such dirty mouth?!" the respectable-looking knight's mischievous disposition degraded what the others thought about the Servant from initially looking at his dignified look.

It really didn't help that the double meaning of those words made Saber, Rin and Shirou blush while Lancer laughed his own ass off for a moment...

After that, the orange servant stabs the copy of Lancer's spear as well as his sword into the ground to snap his fingers. Thunder crackled as it snaked around the dark sky, and struck the ground slightly to the left of the orange knight. The lightning fizzled out to show a gargantuan-

"What the hell, man? A lion?" Lancer cried out. Indeed, as Lancer said, it was a colossal Lion wearing black and orange armor around its body! Upon looking at its back, one could see the large curved sheath all Katanas have. Lancer cringed; this lion knows how to use a katana made for its size!

'A lion?! Is he Rider?!' Thought Saber while holding herself from petting the beast in front of her, 'Even so how he was able to replicate Lancer's weapon?'

"Well then Kiritsugu, you know what to do!" Grinned the orange servant as the now named Kiritsugu the lion scanned its master's opponents before seeing Lancer, and remembering that the blue man had helped his master, the lion went to lick the Servant as thanks for what he did. It would lick the woman later as well since she looked the same as that more conservative-looking woman with the same face.

Lancer himself, who had a secret phobia of lions after almost being eaten by a female lion cub, saw things differently, and soon the blue servant was running from the happy, trampling lion while screaming like a little girl. The orange Knight looked at Lancer with critical eyes. He knew Lancer would be afraid of Kiritsugu. He counted on it, actually. He needed to have a bit of payback for lacing that ramen with the spiciest hot sauce, which made him spit flames like a dragon.

Speaking of dragons...he wondered how Kiryuin was doing. No doubt that dragon of his is just blowing off steam in the throne of heroes because his Master didn't summon him.

But back to Lancer. He had some payback to unleash. He cracked his knuckles, and his relaxed grin turned maliciously evil. His blue eyes sparkled before he disappeared in a burst of speed.

Saber was taken aback. No doubt this Servant is Caster. Summoning copies of weapons, summoning a lion, and now disappearing in a burst of speed; this is most likely through the means of magic, and it seems he is quite adept at that. She stood and inspected the area. Where could he have gone?

In a gust of wind, the orange knight appeared behind Lancer, with his hands intertwined with his middle and index fingers pointing up. Lancer, too scared of the lion to even look behind him, never saw the upcoming 'attack.' The Sneaky Servant sneered, "FOOL! You think you can get away from me?!" The pointed fingers created a small blue sphere of some sort of energy and he thrusted it into Lancer's behind.

"ONE THOUSAND YEARS OF DEATH: RASENGAN STYLE!" Lancer felt his behind grind in pain as the sphere dug into his butt and eventually spinning him out of the area as a sparkle in the starry night.

Kiritsugu looked at his Master with a blank stare. He realized it was one of those moments. Realizing it wont get any action, it settled in front of Shirou and sat there to protect him.

Shirou felt bad for the spearman. That attack certainly looked painful enough to actually make him cover his butt to protect its virginity. Rin looked appalled, yet at the same time intrigued, what is this Servant's class? Saber, however, lost all respect for the other Knight. She realized that the 'attack' was nothing more than a glorified ass poke with a literal spin on the end. She gripped Caliburn tightly because this was not the way a knight should act, and by all means, she will discipline him to the fullest extent!

Meanwhile, in another area, a priest, Lancer's Master, closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. He too wondered what that mysterious Servant's class is. Archer is the only possible answer left, yet he refuses to use a bow! As insult to intelligence, he even constantly uses magic to pose himself as Caster, and by God he's making it look successful. That strange sphere certainly was Magic of sorts; he just wondered how a buffoon of a Knight is able to cast such powerful magic.

"Hah! Take that, Lancer! I beat you with a glorified poke in the ass! Hahahahaha!" The knight laughed up a storm, not paying attention to his surroundings. Saber willed her body to not stab this Servant in the back -she's the King erm...scratch that the Princess of Knights- she's not going to violate the code of Chivalry.

She yelled, "Hey!" The laughing Knight turned around to see Saber's furious face, "Are you Caster? Answer me!" Her voice demanded authority and respect from the mischievous knight. Said Knight lost his smile, and replaced it with an imperceptible frown. It's all questions with this girl… He threw his sword into the air. It glowed as it twirled majestically before transforming into a futuristic motorcycle. It still had the standard two wheels, one in the front and back, but the front itself is significantly longer than the motorcycles of the present, and is littered with armor plates resembling his armor. It had mounted guns on each side, large exhaust pipes on each side, which spouted flames from it whenever revved, and a large coffin-like structure on the back. As the final detail, the motorcycle was in orange as well. Saber did not react externally, but on the inside, she lacked a calm mind. He's Caster, but rides a motorcycle that was a sword?

Shirou looked confused now. His Servant -still getting used to that- did some form of strange magic and now his sword turned into a motorcycle! He looked awed, yet at the same time bewildered by the fact that a Knight holds a sword that can turn into a far more advanced motorcycle than ones the world has today. On the other hand, Rin started to doubt her Servant now. This rather strange Servant showcased various skills only other Servant classes can accomplish, yet neither she nor anyone has figured out what this Servant's class is. Just looking at that motorcycle gives her a bit of a strange tingle down her spine; that coffin didn't help the situation.

The orange Knight revved the motorcycle, and charged at Saber. On the right handle, the Knight's right thumb pressed a button, which caused the mounted guns to fire. Saber readied her sword; she slashed at the bullets, rendering the ranged attack useless. As the vehicle approached Saber, the orange Knight opened the coffin-like compartment at the back.

A sword, simple and double-edged, launched itself forward and landed into his hand. Out of the coffin, two cannons emerged as well. In a burst of light, the motorcycle and its rider vanished.

Saber became irritated. This Knight did not follow the Swordsmen oath! He and his Knightly likeliness refuse to follow the unwritten law of swordplay. If he isn't a Knight, then what is he? The brightly colored Knight would be someone noticeable in history, yet she does not recognize him as one of her Knights, nor has she ever heard of a magic-inclined Knight. It irritated her even more that this Servant showcased the skills of an Assassin now, and with a loud motorcycle, he hid his presence so professionally!

Suddenly, she felt a slight breeze originate from her right. Narrowing her eyes at the flaw in the Knight's approach, Saber exploited it as she anticipated where the next breeze would come from. Her smooth skin felt the slight tinge of air pass her by, and suddenly, she dashed in the general direction the breeze came from. She slashed at the general area, and immediately she felt the familiar resistance and clang of sword meeting sword.

She expected a snarky remark from her opponent; she didn't hear one. All she received were a multitude of slashes she was near ill prepared for. Both Swords/wo/men clashed, and despite the orange Knight riding on a vehicle, he was forced to dismount his motorcycle due to Saber thrusting her sword right at the Servant's breastplate.

The mysterious Servant rolled on the ground, and the motorcycle reverted to its original form. He disappeared into wind and appeared immediately in front of Saber. He lunged forward, but Saber blocked. He swung the sword diagonally from the right; Saber parried, and started a counterattack of her own. She aimed her slash at his open midsection, yet she was far enough that she only slashed cloth.

Saber lowered her sword, and asked, "How do you know the length of my blade?"

"My gosh, Saber-san...enough with the questions! I've had it up to here with my identity!" The Servant emphasized 'Here' with his hand well above his hooded head, "Look back to the abilities I've shown. Which of the classes did I not show?" He didn't let her answer because he started to go on the offensive. He raised his sword for an overhead slash. Blocked. Crouching down, he positioned his blade at his side, and slashed for her legs. The white-clad King stabbed her sword just to her right to stop the attack, but the force of her opponent's slash dislodged the sword from its position. She noticed the orange Knight handle the sword in a reverse grip, and then on, she felt her opponent's relentless assault as he twirled his sword with no room of error with each strike she blocked or tried to parry.

All of a sudden, he lashed out, arm snapping like a whip, and slammed his sword for her head. Saber instinctively forced her blade to protect against the oncoming sword to block it. What she failed to realize was that the sword transformed into another form. When she blocked the sword, she saw her reflection for a moment; she realized she looked at a mirror. Her opponent's sword shattered into millions of pieces, yet the Knight did not seem fazed by the occurrence.

Her vision was blinded by morning light burning her retinas even with her eyes closed. When the pain and the light disperse, she opened her eyes to see millions of the same orange Knight surrounding her with bows and arrows drawn and aimed at her.

"Surely, you're furious because I do not follow the Swordsman oath." The Servant stated with confidence, "But I assure you, I am not a regular Knight, Arthuria, I am but a shadow of other heroes' and your former glory. I am capable of being. Every. Single. Class in this Grail War, yet I've only shown five of the seven: Saber, Lancer, Rider, Caster, and Assassin. As you can see, I do not have Madness Enhancement on my person right now, which leaves me to my actual Servant class." Saber looked baffled. How is this Servant THAT class? He didn't show any aptitude as Archer, so why? "You want to know my class, then here is your answer, Saber!"

"Stop!" Shirou ordered. He and Rin also saw the multiple Archers positioned everywhere in the battlefield. Seeing as there's no possible way to evade all of those shots, Shirou ordered his Servant to stop. Archer complied, dispelling the numerous copies of himself, and stepped down from the roof of his Master's home. The lion, Kiritsugu, disappeared as soon as Shirou commanded Archer to stop.

"Any other order, you'd wish to impose on me, Master?" Archer asked to which he received a shake of the head.

"Nothing else. Thank you for complying to my order, Archer."

The Servant bowed in a theatrical manner, his right arm underneath his chest and aimed to his left while the left arm swung upwards and behind him. He answered, "All is for my Master…"

Saber definitely looked irritated by the gesture. Whatever this Knight learned was certainly not what an actual Knight acts like. None NONE of her Knights ever display such theatrics for a BOW; the worst would be kneeling with their head making contact on the ground in worship! She had half a mind to strike down this heretic if he continued to make fun of a Knight's behavior.

Rin herself could feel that growing anger from her Servant. As a way to prevent more fighting –a wise decision so far- Rin ordered her Servant to stop fighting as well; this was not a fight they could win without any information regarding this enigmatic Heroic Spirit in front of them.

"Hey, Emiya-kun. Tell me, what's your wish?" Rin asked her enemy.

"Wish? I don't have one." The red-haired teen answered sincerely.

"What?"

"I don't have one." Shirou repeated to the girl, "Why is that an important thing to ask?"

"Well-"

"Actually, before that Toshaka-san..." Began Shirou in a nervous tone as his new ally looked curiously. "Can you tell me what's going one about all this? I mean, I don't know what's happening…"

Rin looked aghast upon hearing that, "A-are you not kidding me, Emiya-kun? I mean, you summoned your Servant, so-"

"-Master doesn't seem to know about this war because he SUBCONSCIOUSLY summoned me in an attempt to survive Lancer's attacks..." Interrupted Archer as Saber and Rin were still in shock.

'H-he summoned such a powerful servant...AND DIDN'T EVEN KNEW ABOUT THE WAR?!' Was the thought of both girls before the Toshaka heir sighed in defeat. Truly both Servant and Master were giant enigmas in this war, and it'd be a good thing to have.

"Very well, I'll tell Emiya-kun all about the war..."

"I keep hearing war," Emiya stated, "Is that what's happening here?"

"Indeed, Emiya-kun. This event right now is called the Holy Grail war, a war where seven pairs fight to claim the omnipotent chalice able to grant any single wish." Shirou stayed silent, and figured out why Rin asked him the question about the wish, "For these seven pairs to fight, they have to be Masters, who summon their Servants, Heroic spirits of the past to do battle against their enemy and claim the grand prize."

"…"

'Normally I wouldn't have made an alliance with any other magus for this war, less Emiya-kun since eventually we would have to face off...' Rin thought before she remembered Archer's combat capabilites and successfully fended off two Servants at the same time, 'But since his Archer is not only very powerful, but also quite useful in terms of distraction by being the bigger threat, I guess I can make a temporary alliance...' The Tosaka girl decided upon the decision to ally with the red-haired magus by announcing, "Emiya-kun. I'd like to propose an alliance. What do you think?"

The amateurish Magus looked shocked beyond words at what the Tohsaka Magus proposed to him. An alliance certainly would help in achieving the Grail faster. Though the problem is what would happen if the two of them are the only ones left. Archer, on the other hand, thought differently.

He confidently asked, "Ara? What's this about an alliance? Can't handle my awesomeness, Tohsaka-san?"

Rin ignored the 'Knight's' casual tone with her, and begrudgingly replied, "Yes. Not to stroke your ego, but you and Emiya-kun are better off as allies rather than enemies right now. With your myriad of skills that span classes, you are an enigmatic force of nature at the moment." Archer grinned at the implication of him being the strongest Servant in this war, and did a slight happy dance to go with it. Both girls looked at Archer with death emanating from their eyes; they hated this, but it certainly is better than the alternative.

The four reached a church, and stopped at its entrance, "Archer, Saber, you both must stay here since servants aren't allowed in the building, only masters can come in." Rin explained as both blondes reluctantly nodded before the magus turned to the uneasy redhead. "Now let's go, Emiya-kun."

"R-right..." Shirou gulped before they went inside, leaving both servants behind.

Archer looked at Saber with a smile before summoning...a bowl of ramen? "So wanna eat the food of the gods, Saber-chan~?" Saber just sighed before accepting the bowl. 'This servant...might be the death of me...' The two Servants waiting outside sat patiently as they devoured their bowls of steaming hot ramen noodles. A strange occurrence, one might say, but they are in an alliance; make a bond of trust and work out the kinks with acts of friendship. That's what Archer seemed to attempt. However, it seemed all he could focus on were his growing stack of ramen bowls. Saber was a bit impressed, there was another man could eat as much as her; she too had a growing stack.

"So what do you think, Saber-chan?" Archer asked with a smile. Saber looked away, embarrassed that she actually liked the food, and because she saw the other Servant's persistent smile. Archer seemed to take offense to Saber's averted gaze, "Hey, don't ignore me!" Yet she continued to do so, if only to make him get the hint that he should not talk to her in a familiar manner. The woman emphasized a huff, and continued to eat the bowl of ramen given to her.

"This is delicious, Archer. I'll give you that." Saber admitted. Food in Europe during her time was never this...exquisite, tantalizing, food able to satiate her hunger. Archer, the chef, smiled even more, almost threatening to split his face off. It unnerved Saber in an unknown way.

"Thanks!"

The man's eager answer amused Saber slightly. It felt relaxing to just talk like this. Still, there are questions that needed to be answered. Like how did he know her identity right off the bat? Caliburn hid inside Invisible air the whole time, and he knew the length of her blade!

"You're thinking again, Saber." Archer drawled with his blue eyes narrowed and aimed at her head as if to burn through her skull, "Why do you insist on learning my origins? To beat me? To win this war? You can have the Grail; I don't want it." Saber's thoughts came to a screeching halt. Archer doesn't want the Grail either?! How? "If you must know, my dream, my wish, came true during my lifetime."

The answer silenced Saber for several minutes as she tried to process Archer's words. What is the "Knight" before her fighting for? Whatever it is, it makes him smile a lot.

"What do you wish for Saber?" Archer asked the Princess of Knights, "I told you mine -lack of it- what about yours?" Saber debated on whether to tell her ally or not; she could either wait later and answer, or she could tell him. Either way, somehow he'll know. She pondered some more, if only to see the pros and cons of her decisions, and the blonde Archer sat in silence, eating yet another bowl he conjured up.

"My wish-"

"Ah! Finally done. That took quite a while. Sorry if we kept you waiting, Saber, Archer..." Rin's voice held detest in her voice when speaking the name Archer. The man in question didn't bother to react; what could she do to him? Vice versa with what he could do to her. Though the latter looked to be winning that particular side if the situation called for him to kill the Tohsaka Master.

He frowned, eager to know the woman's wish, but interrupted by their Masters.

The two Master/Servant pairs walked together to the general direction of their homes. They walked in relative silence, the nocturnal creatures provided noise. But as they walked, the noises eventually came to an eerie silence.

Archer readied himself, the air emanated death, and it made the Servant unconsciously survey the area. Reinforcing his eyes, his vision showed a gargantuan monstrosity of a human in a Greek armor skirt. His hair was more mane than hair as it flowed backwards like a ferocious lion's mane. The man's torso, buff to the point other body builders would be ashamed of their own bodies, towered over a little girl with snow-white hair. The girl was no doubt the Master; she wore winter clothes, a purple winter hat, coat, white skirt, and brown boots.

"A wonderful night, isn't it so, Oni-chan?" Shirou took a step back at the voice; he hadn't seen the newcomers yet.

"Who's there?" Shirou yelled. Archer readied his blade as the unknown Master/Servant pair walked underneath a lamppost. She curtsied to the Masters.

"And a good evening to you, Tohsaka-san. I'm Illya, or more formally, Illyasveil Von Einzberg. It's nice to meet you, Tohsaka-san, Oni-chan." Shirou relaxed a bit, a little girl in this war? She doesn't look like she can handle that Servant behind her, "I would love to talk some more, but sadly, we can't do that. Kill them, Berserker." At hat moment, the monster behind her jumped forward, his left eye glowing red as the only way to see him coming. In his right hand, a giant club-like sword swung in a vertical arc, aimed at Shirou.

Archer switched places with his Master, took his sword from its sheath and blocked the attack by positioning the sword parallel to the ground and over his head. The sheer force of the attack, buckled the orange Knight's knees, and cracked to road beneath him. Saber took action and took a chance at hitting Berserker.

She successfully hit the Greek warrior, who received a deep gash on his left cheek. It didn't flinch at the damage, merely shrugging off and moving his weapon to hit Saber. Released from the massive weight on top of him, Archer switched places with Saber in order to take the blow for her. The result sent the Servant rolling away from Berserker.

He quickly recovered from the roll and yelled to Saber, "Saber! Let's work on our teamwork now, eh?" He ran in a sudden burst of speed, leaving a crater in his wake. Berserker's reaction time spiked as he noticed the Servant over him with bow and arrow in hand. The orange Knight shot the arrow at Berserker's face, where the arrow exploded into a combination of explosives and smoke, "Now, Saber!"

The white-clad swordswoman charged at the dazed Berserker and attacked his chest. The beastly Servant staggered at the attack, much deeper than the gash Saber left on his cheek, and roared in pain. She attacked again, slashing horizontally at Berserker's pectorals before slashing upwards in a crescent motion while holding her blade in a reverse grip.

"Okay, switch!" Archer commanded.

"Switch?" Saber repeated.

"Pull back and let me have a go!" Archer replied in a simpler way. Reluctantly, she relented in her offensive position, jumped back -quite a good choice really- in time to dodge an angry Berserker's earth-shattering strike. Archer swung his blade at Berserker's left clavicle, the collar bone, and rendered the left arm momentarily useless.

"Berserker!" Illya cried out in worry, "Hurry and attack!" Landing to Berserker's right, Archer spun counterclockwise, his coattails curling with him like an orange tornado, and slammed a single-edged broadsword with a black hilt and a red trigger, and increased the swinging power through the use of several small propulsion engines near the top of the blade. With enough force, Berserker was lifer off the ground through Archer's homerun swing.

"Switch!" Archer once again announced. Catching on quickly, Saber ran after the airborne Berserker and jumped to deal damage when he's incapable of blocking. She successfully landed all her attacks, and finished her combo with slamming the blade down on Berserker's neck with all her strength. Berserker created a crater due to the impact, sending rubble, dust, and the surrounding sidewalk all around the general area.

"Switch!" Saber jumped back, in from of Rin, and saw Archer change the broadsword into serveral golden knives, each firmly placed between fingers. He threw all of the knives, which disappeared the moment the weapons escaped Archer's fingertips. He summoned another set to release the next salvo, and another and another; a never-ending cycle of flashing, golden knives disappearing into thin air. The act of throwing the knives looked like a dance, with each throw meaning Archer took a step and a certain pose. When done with his 'dance,' he returned to his Master's side, and snapped his fingers. Berserker's insides glowed golden as knives rapidly appear inside his body, making the fallen warrior twitch madly at the numerous knives stabbing his lungs and heart.

"Hmm...for a second, I thought your Servant was competent, short stuff. Guess he's just a Big Ol'softie." Archer taunted Berserker's Master.

Illya, offended by the nickname, shouted, "Short stuff! I'm older than I look!"

"So...a tall midget?" Archer asked. Shirou stood back, feeling the anger flowing out of Illya. He took more steps back as he felt Saber and Rin's anger rising; the two were wary of Archer before, but his skills to irritate women were more volatile than nuclear waste or his Noble Phantasm.

Illya snapped at the accusation, yelling, "With this Command seal, I order you Berserker, regain your lucidity and fight with your strength and endurance tripled! Retain this order until Archer perishes!" From the crater, Berserker roared, grabbing the knives inside his chest, which ripped open to remove the knives. The skin regenerated quickly, and Berserker crushed the golden daggers into dust floating in the wind. It scattered for several moments, allowing all parties to stand in awe at Berserker still surviving, and allowing the dust to collect into Archer's sheath, where it formed the sword once more.

"Oh...you're salty, Popsicle. A bit too salty might I add. Sea Salt flavor?"

"Kill him, Berserker!" Illya ordered in her female fury. The hulking Servant roared, and charged at Archer, who laughed at his teasing of the girl. He did not worry one bit.

The moment Berserker teacher within a meter of Archer, a barrier activated; swords of light with strange runes appeared in front of Berserker; moreover, Berserker's weapon halted in midair, never hitting the barrier.

"Uh uh uh~" Archer singsonged with his left index finger twiddling in disapproval at Berserker, "Princess Shortcake, nice to meet you, but we are terribly late to go to bed, and we have to wake up early to make our Masters go to school. You should sleep early too to get taller and less grumpy." He summoned a small ball, and threw in on the ground, "Bye-bye!" The ball exploded into black smoke as soon as it struck hard ground. When the barrier disappeared, Berserker swung his club to see the two pairs long gone.

Berserker sighed, "Your orders, Master?" Illya, still angered by Archer's teasing, did not think clearly and ignored the fact Berserker could talk.

She simply ordered, "Find him and kill him!"

"After a good night's rest." Berserker answered as he lifted Illya from the ground to place her on his shoulders, "You need your rest, and it would certainly help you get taller."

"What?!"

"Nothing..."

Five minutes later, twenty blocks away from the last encounter, Archer cheered and raised his hand up high. His trademark smile only grew wider. Why did he smile? Not only did he deliberately piss of a little girl, he also made fun of Berserker, and made the hulking Servant waste four lives from the stocked twelve he had. What's more, that Servant regained his thoughts and is three times stronger in attack and defense; a definite challenge Archer liked to triumph over.

Berserker and Illya walked in on a cheering Archer and the other three friends. Seconds later, Berserker finally hit the blonde -grazed, more like- and sent him into a wall, leaving a human-shaped crater as he fell off the wall. Berserker swung his weapon in a downward stroke, forcing Archer to cause a deadlock with his sword. The tripled strength of Berserker made the impact affect the ground negatively, collapsing the road even more, with dirt and rubble flying off like rockets.

Archer struggled; they needed to get out of here fast! But what's a good way to humiliate them some more? He searched his brain for some alternatives -he had a library of it in his head- and chose the easiest one available. He removed his right hand from the handle to reach into his right pocket to obtain a critical tool.

"Pocket sand!" Not really. It wasn't the same shade of sand; it was black in color -gunpowder. The particles were launched at Berserker's face, where his vision became altered. Archer pulled out something a Knight would also never use; he pulled out a white, long-barreled pistol with a red handle. After the gunpowder had hit, he shot at the cloud, making the powder explode once the bullet made contact.

"Berserker!" Illya shouted; her Servant lost another life. Four of them are gone now. Just what is this Archer capable of doing? It annoyed the Einzberg to no end, and that last maneuver was only a distraction to allow the runaways to leave again! She gave up for the night. Berserker lost too many lives in one night.

Behind his back, Rin glared daggers at the cheery Servant. 'Why did this Servant have to be so irritable?!' She thought, 'If he's the least bit chivalrous like an actual Knight, he'd be more tolerable, but no! He can ride a motorcycle, a lion, use teleporting knives that were initially a sword, disappear like an Assassin, and uses guns! What Knight from the legends used guns -pistols even!' The more she thought about the Servant, the more it infuriated her that most likely, the idiot in front of her would win from sheer enigma and underestimation by other Servants.

Shirou slowly backed away from Rin, whose anger leaked out in the form of steam and a red face full of fury. Saber looked at her Master in awe; never before had she seen a person actually red in anger. To quell the female Master, Shirou gulped and walked next to her to say, "Tohsaka-san, calm down."

"Calm down?" Rin asked in an incredulous whisper, "I can't calm down! Your Servant is an extremely large threat! He's capable of using another class's skill, he's well versed in multiple weapon styles, a combat pragmatist, and generally likes to piss women off! What Heroic spirit in the form of a Knight ever did that in legend? What is his name?!" As the seconds pass, her whispers were more audible, and as each second passed, Shirou slowly walked back from the infuriated girl.

"Lighten up, Tohsaka-san. You might as well enjoy your easy trip to the Grail; I'll be wiping the competition with everything I have. Maybe, if you're lucky, you might even be able to make a counter strategy against me. I don't know how, but is like to see that happen." Archer's confident and nonchalant statement silenced the rest of the group because of how plausible the statement could be. The four walked in silence once more, hearing the nocturnal creatures buzzing in the darkness.

"So master, anything you wanna talk about?" Asked Archer as he and Shirou stood on the Emiya house after barely escaping from Illya and Berserker with Rin and Saber in tow before they went to the Toshaka estate to rest.

Right now the red haired Emiya was exhausted from all the events that happened; however, his Servant didn't look neither winded nor tired from his battles. The young Master wondered how strong his Servant was.

"Not much Archer...but I'm curious...just how strong are you?" Shirou asked, but then before the blonde in orange could answer several stats appeared above him:

Strength: C+

Agility: B-

Magic Resistance: C

Independent Action: A++

Presence Concealment: C

Riding: EX

Madness Enhancement: ?

Territory Creation: D

Endurance: A++

Mana: A++

Luck: B

Noble Phantasm: EX

Personal skills:

Unyielding Will: A++

Expert of Many Specializations: A-

Eternal Arms Mastership: B+

Obnoxious: B+

Eye of the Mind (False): B-

Protection from arrows: B

Shirou looked at the stats and wondered what it meant. In his curiosity, he raised his right hand to ask the significance of the letter ranks by asking, "What do those letters mean?"

Archer replied, "In most rankings, EX is the best rank, while E is the worst. When it comes to my strength and speed, it has been weakened to an extent due to your imperfect summoning."

"So you're saying-"

"I'm much stronger than what you saw," Archer answered, "Thankfully, my endurance and Noble Phantasm haven't weakened at all."

"Noble Phantasm?" Shirou asked.

"A Servant's greatest weapon, and its most likely the weapon they are mostly identified by their Noble Phantasm. And let me tell you that I have a lot of Noble Phantasms."

Shirou nodded in understanding, "So basically, in your initial state, you're average in strength and speed, but when you go all out, you become extremely dangerous."

"In a sense, yes." Archer admitted, but then Naruto spoke with strong conviction, "I don't give a damn about the stats I have! I'm giving a helluva fight, and I'll use every damn thing I've got in my arsenal to fight. Master, my stats may be not at the optimal condition, but you've seen what my sword can do; you've seen my skill, and you know I am capable of going toe to toe with every Servant in this war. Don't count me out. I am Archer, once regarded as the MOST UNPREDICTABLE where I come from. Let them underestimate me or surround me; I'll kill them all, and win this war!"

The red headed Master stared in silent surprise before he smiled and nodded at his Servant, who just smiled in return.

"Now, Master," Said Naruto, catching Shirou's attention, "What do we do for you to get the harem ending~?"

Meanwhile, back on the Toshaka estate, Rin was resting while trying to understand just HOW she, Emiya and their servants managed to escape from the Einzberg heir and that monster, Berserker.

'And Emiya-kun's Servant's stats...' Rin thought while shivering upon remembering the Archer's mana AND stamina being beyond the average, and don't even get her started on his Noble Phantasm rank! 'Luckily his strength and agility are on average...if not...' Now the Toshaka heir shivered at the idea of that…overpowered Archer, thinking of WHO OR WHAT could face him!?

In the church, a certain golden douche sneezed...

Saber, on the other side, was very confused about the enigma known as Archer. 'That irritating Servant! He's not a Knight, yet he acts like one!' She frowned with her boiling rage igniting like an inferno, which only increase as she thought about his abilities. 'He can be EVERY class on this war and even uses their abilities! Speed equal to Lancer, stealth like Assassin, swordsmanship equal to mine, can summon multiple weapons and use them like arrows, then can use some sort of magic equal to Caster, and even summons a lion like a Rider!' The sheer envy and fury Saber felt could heat an egg if said egg was placed on top of her head.

'Even so...he's quite modest...' She blushed a bit before shaking her head. 'That smile too. So hypnotizing...' Saber swooned in delight, and shook her head again, denying any sort of...feminine interest to latch onto that despicable "Knight." She failed as she remembered the man's face underneath the visor: bright, dazzling blue eyes like the endless sky or deep blue sea, hair sparkling like the sun, and a smile that beamed confidence. 'How can he keep smiling like that in the heat of battle?' She continued to wonder about Archer and what his identity could be. She fell asleep to the recurring sight of Archer's smiling face, and woke up immediately before she burrowed her head into a pillow as she tried to remove that image all night.

And so here is how Naruto affects an alternate universe of Fate/Stay Night, and the 5th Grail War. This will be going along with Eiyu no Kage, so hints here, will be shown later in the actual story.

So review, follow, favorite, I don't care. This was a request done by a reviewer, and I simply did it for fun.

This is Azure, signing off.