I OWN NOTHING

This was made out of love for the Ryu Ga Gotoku franchise, better known as Yakuza out of Japan. But why choose these two franchises? Well, I'm a sucker for both, sue me and I still won't give a damn.

IMPORTANT NOTE: This is set after the ending of the first season but before the second.

SECOND NOTE: This fic was made to be stupid, mindless fun. If you want depth, a thought-provoking narrative, or something that isn't cheesy and ridiculous action scenes made just for the sake of having a good laugh then get out. Then again, I expect someone to flame this fic because of the mentioned reasons by ignoring the tag labeled "humor/adventure" just to complain.

And if you want to complain about the pairing: you were warned, chums. If you just want to flame this fic because you don't like my choice in pairings… what're you doing wasting your life like that? Seriously, just drop your computer and look for another story or write whatever you like. I like what I like and do what I want without harming anyone. But I still expect flamers because, well, some readers just feel like they need to vent out or something.

FINAL NOTE: This is a Naruto-verse AU in which the entire cast are yakuza, as in Japanese gangsters, and Naruto's an Oyabun, which means he's the big boss. Think of canon Naruto done well in a modern setting. Then again, this is for mindless fun, so don't think too much into things. Just enjoy this stupidly dumb story made for the sake of me getting some laughs out or get out.

Anyway, characters here are in their post-Shippuden looks, so, yes, this is adult Naruto who I swear to the gods of fan-service Kishimoto only designed to make fan girls weak on the knees. I mean, one of my female otaku friends basically gushed from every orifice when I mentioned his new look.

XXXXXX

Big boss in a big city

"I just don't get it, boss! I mean, I gave her love, care, and everything I have. Is it the burgers I eat, or perhaps my choice in chips?!"

"Chouji, you're my friend so let me be blunt: you're worrying over nothing. Whatever issue she has-"

"But what if she's right, Naruto?!"

Two men, both clearly around their thirties, talked in the neon-lit streets of a Japanese city, both dressed like it was the seventies there. The two sat at a table outside a fast food restaurant. One man ordered a simple milkshake, he was blond with short spiky hair, of average size, and very strong judging by his lean but muscular built. He was dressed in a suit that made it so obvious he was a gangster, a yakuza, that it would feel insulting for people that if he attempted to hide the fact he was one. He wore a black business coat, matching black dress pants, black dress shoes with steel-toe guards, and an orange button-up shirt with golden chains printed into it. And, hidden from view in his coat, was a wakizashi, a short katana sword with no guard and a black handle and a matching sheath. Said sheath had sunflowers painted on it.

The second man was far more big-boned (not morbidly obese but still chunky enough to make his chair creak a bit when he sat down), but had more than a fair amount of muscle built on his anaconda-like arms. He had brown messy hair running own to his waist, a beard, weird red spiral marks on each cheek, and a friendly face. He also had a bag of chips at hand, for some odd reason, 24/7 too. He wore a red business coat over a green t-shirt, had matching red slacks, and wore simple sandals. To many people it'd be odd to see such a man accompanying a yakuza, but they talked with smiles on their faces.

Or a deadpan in the blond man's face after hearing the last statement which he countered with his own: "She has her mother's face, skin, hair, and eyes along your build. If that isn't your daughter then I'm a cop."

"Well, thanks for the vote of confidence, boss." The portly man, Chouji, thanked with a smile.

The blond man groaned at the last word, "Drop the boss thing. It was cool the first time, but now that I know I have to work… Ugh, I get sick of my own damn signature after the first stack of paperwork." He scratched the back of his head, "Honestly, you'd think this job would be easy, but no, even I got to do paperwork."

The chubby man happily munched on some chips accompanied by French fries in one hand, "Sucks to be you then, Naruto." He then chuckled, "Anyway, what do you think I should do?"

"Talk things over with her." Naruto shrugged, "I can't say much else. You are her father, we're both fathers…" he sighed at the last word and looked up into the sky, "Life is never easy, is it?"

Chouji grinned after taking a big bite out of his burger, "You just have to keep trying. That's how you got to be where you are."

Naruto grinned back, "That should be my line."

Just then a black limo parked itself before the two men, and from it a lanky figure stepped out. It was a man dressed in a fain green business coat and dress pants, with brown shoes, a black button-up shirt, and facial expressions that didn't seem to reach any emotion. He black had his hair done in a spiky ponytail and a goatee, and for what seemed like a first he rushed out of the vehicle to do something hastily. His appearance screamed lazy, so the way he moved screamed urgency.

"I got a call, from The Light again." The green suited man said sharply.

Naruto arched a brow, "Why didn't you hang then, Shikamaru? We made it clear we don't want to deal with them, no matter how much they pay."

The ponytailed man groaned, "It is one of those deals we promised not to make as yakuza."

Naruto's eyes widened and he wasted not a single instant to get into the limo.

A call, a broken phone crushed by a single hand gripping it too tightly, and a flight to another continent later, and the blond man was ready for anything while still in his seventies disco suit.

XXXXXX

Meanwhile at the country that was the whiskered man's destination, seven figures stood at a large business table, or rather one figure and his assistant along six screens that showed the faces of their comrades in arms. The villains known as Lex Luthor, The Brain, Queen Bee, Klarion the Witch Boy, Vandal Savage, Ra's Al Ghul, and Black Manta were discussing their next moves. A bit cliché but that was kind of how even corrupt politicians work behind the public's back to get elected and get money.

"Regarding our newest recruitment," Luthor started, holding a piece of paper, "Uzumaki is on the move. Our sources failed to inform us whether he has money to negotiate or if he intends to already surrender."

Klarion arched a brow, "Excuse me, but how a thug like him can already give up? He certainly isn't a thinker."

Ghul smiled, "That's because he decided to come alone to this country. My shinobi have investigated him well. It appears that he hasn't fought for several years and has worked at an office ever since his last battle, right after he practically ran his place."

Queen Bee sighed, "A shame that he's such a fool." She chuckled, "For a gangster he gets along too well with his subordinates, unafraid or too naïve to see someone backstab him."

The Brain spoke, "He is a one-man army, though. Reports say that he singlehandedly took down an enemy clan consisting of three hundred men all by himself on a single night."

Black Manta raised a brow, "I still don't believe we should worry. Should he try to fight either way, he will lose. When he does, he will realize the heavy price he could pay if he disobeys us."

Savage grinned, "Which is exactly why this is a win-win for us. He surrenders, and we will have him work for a reasonable price. If he fights, he will learn to scratch our backs before we crush his."

Luthor's assistant, Mercy Graves, walked towards her boss, "I've put word with every commissioner in the country about his arrival. He shall be treated as what he is: a threat."

XXXXXX

At the Watch Tower, a certain iconic Kryptonian stared at the somewhat friendly dark knight walking by with a file in hands and his eyes boring holes into it, "Are you trying to get your own heat vision? That'd explain why you glare so much." The Man of Tomorrow jested. Batman didn't flinch, "Ok, that is serious if you didn't make a comeback. What is it?"

Superman was handed the file, reading it in a millisecond, "His name is Naruto Uzumaki. Chairman of the Uzumaki Clan, a yakuza family that before his birth used to be a small group with little control over their own city. Now he runs Japan's entire crime family, and has been under our radar due to how no-one opposes him. On the bright side, he isn't an active fighter. On the downside, that's because he charged head first through every opponent he found in his way to the top."

"And now he's here." Superman concluded.

"This is the first time in a long time I don't have any information on a new big name criminal." Batman started, "It seems that wherever he went, all fights ended quickly with him as the victor. He is basically a legend at his place."

A feminine voice turned their heads, "Well, he's in our territory." Wonder Woman commented, taking the file and resisting a pink hue crawling to her cheeks, "We should give him a warm welcome."

"Let's leave him be, first." Batman commented, surprising his teammates, "I've been doing my own research. He's not a violent guy. He has never fought unprovoked or without a reason. He is… old school."

The Amazon and Kryptonian stared at him, "I may read faster than a speeding bullet, but I don't know all the terms out there." The latter commented.

"Yakuza are different than normal criminals." Batman started, "They all have a code of honor they must follow. Naruto is different than most modern day yakuza, who are basically glorified thugs nowadays."

"So they believe they are warriors?" the Amazon asked, intrigued with the file, "Tattoos…?" she asked, staring oddly at the word.

Batman nodded, "For example, a yakuza takes pride on the ink they carry on their skin. Usually on their back and arms, they have master artists paint them by pulling up their skin with sharp needles and letting the ink sink in so it lasts longer than any normal tattoo." He showed them a picture of Japanese drawings, "Each tattoo is a symbol for them. If a yakuza shows you his, that means that things are quite serious."

"I always find it fascinating how deep you look into things." The warrior princess commented with a smirk.

Batman gave a ghost of a smile, more like the corners of his mouth tickled, "Know your enemies before they know you." he took the file, "And most of the martial arts I've learned and mastered come from Asia."

"Then why are you looking into him?" Superman asked.

Batman turned serious once again, "He has arrived to town. Whatever business he may have must be important. Nearly every police officer in the country has been informed of this." He turned to the other two veterans, "This is a man that singlehandedly turned a group of only ten thugs into the organization that runs an entire country. He is not to be taken lightly."

Wonder Woman crossed her eyes, "What is your idea, then? The entire league has betting rings on how you leave no stone unturned."

Batman didn't flinch at such statement, "I'll send the team to look into him. He may be strong, but so far he doesn't show to be more than a good martial artist. He also doesn't seem to be much of a thinker."

Superman crossed his arms, "Yeah, Japan must be a rather peaceful place considering it hasn't needed us much these past years. I guess they must have a good reason to not need heroes."

XXXXXX

(Location – Gotham City's airport)

"Ok, I know you're the reason Japan needs no heroes, but run this by me again, Naruto: you're leaving us here to watch the place while you fight these sorry sods, on their turf, on your own. Do you see the problem?"

Shikamaru's voice came out with a tired sigh at the end, to which Naruto replied with a nod even if the man couldn't see him through the orange cellphone the blond had, "Yeah. Just keep everyone ready in case I need to give them a call. I'll have them here in a flash." He grinned at hearing the ponytailed man groan on the other end of the line.

"That pun was horrible, and you should feel horrible for making it."

The yakuza sighed, "Listen, I'm doing what I wanted to do since I was a kid: I'm the Chairman of my own clan. Right now I just want to keep what I love as a man safe. If they want a fight, I'll show them who I am."

"Better to make them know what they're messing with by crushing everything, huh? Well, you're the boss. I'm just following through with your plans since we were in high school and you fought everyone…"

Naruto smiled, "Thank you, Shikamaru. I'll be back, I promise. When I do, the entire gang and us can party."

"You're still a troublesome idiot… Oh well, good luck. Don't die."

And with that Shikamaru hung up, leaving the blond to grin tiredly, "Thanks for the vote of confidence." He said sarcastically and walked forward through the airport.

It looked like he was starting with the right foot after getting out of the large building and waiting for a taxi to take him around the city he'd be investigating. All he needed was to avoid running into anyone who may want to start a fight or got the wrong idea about who he was and how he ran his business.

"Wait! What do you think you're doing?! Someone stop those two!"

Oh, it was like he had never left home.

Turning around, the yakuza found two men dressed fully in black with chicken masks and large suitcases, and from said suitcases some money could be seen sticking out. Guards raced after them, but the men were quicker, and they were approaching a car that had parked behind Naruto. They must have glared at the blond for their running halted for half a second when noticing the human obstacle on their way. Instead of moving out of the way, Naruto put his hands in his pockets and waited for the obvious thieves to get closer to the car.

One of them passed by his side, and was greeted by a textbook lariat to the neck. The thief flipped three times in the air before his face met the ground for a good and long nap. The other thief halted and reached for his gun, trying to aim it at the yakuza. Slow didn't begin to describe how the man saw the weapon move, at least for his eyes it was slow.

"Out of my way, dumbass!" the thief shouted.

Two seconds before the handgun was aimed at him, Naruto slapped the gun with his left hand, aside and punched the thief on the face with his right while twisting his other hand around the gun and making sure to grab it. The thief rushed at the blond for a punch, but, against all logic, the yakuza fired the gun to his side. The bullet landed on a lamp post, and brushed the thief's bare knuckles, causing him to yelp in pain. Naruto then threw the gun to the ground and stomped on it, hard enough to crush the metal into nothing but junk. The masked man groaned and tried to rush at the blond once again, only to see his fist a fraction of a second before it connected with his face.

The door to the escape car opened, and more men dressed in black with chicken masks stepped out. A crowd had surrounded the yakuza and the thieves, and Naruto couldn't help but grin when a few onlookers started to cheer for him. One of the thieves pulled out a shotgun and aimed at the blond. He found the whiskered man face to face with him in a blur of speed, making the armed man gasp and try to aim at Naruto. The suited blond grabbed the barrel and pulled it aside, quickly bringing his knee to it in order to disarm the man. The shotgun was out of the thief's hands, and his face was exposed for Naruto's shoe to leave a nice print of the sole squarely on the thief's jaw.

The last three thieves, including the driver and one that was practically a bodybuilder armed with a sledgehammer, ran at Naruto to attack the yakuza. The whiskered man grinned when one threw a punch at him, he sidestepped it and let the man try to strike him. In the end the thief managed to corner Naruto against a wall, or so he thought. The masked man tried to kick Naruto, but his foot connected with the wall and not the yakuza that spun around the lashing leg. Seeing the knee exposed, Naruto brought down his elbow on it, and many people watching cringed at the sound of breaking bone. But seeing Naruto focused on the thief currently holding his more than likely broken knee, the driver rushed at him for an upper-cut. Imagine the driver's surprise when Naruto slammed down his other elbow to parry the punch, making knuckles crack, before swiftly delivering a faster upper-cut on the thief's chin.

The thief with the sledgehammer stared at Naruto, and the blond cracked his knuckles with a smirk, "Whether it's Japan or another continent, there's always pups like you barking more than they can bite." The large thief rushed at him, determined to smash the yakuza's head in. Naruto watched the swing and stepped forward. His fist sailed far faster than anything the crowd had seen, and connected with the thief's solar plexus, making him spit blood when the punch rocketed him backwards into the car. The sledgehammer flew in the air while its owner crashed and dented the thieves' escape vehicle.

Naruto simply raised his hand and caught the falling sledgehammer singlehandedly, "Throw your weapon down!" and officer shouted with his gun aimed at the chairman.

Doing as told, Naruto turned around to face the officer, hands in his pockets, "What's the problem, officer?" He thanked his English classes. Now that even yakuza had to take written tests to enter a family he was forced to expand his knowledge (AN: this is an actual fact, yakuza in the real world have to take written exams, crazy, I know).

"Hands where I can see them!" another officer shouted.

Naruto raised his hands, and soon got them cuffed to his back, 'Well, this is a way to get started in a new city.'

XXXXXX

(Location – Gotham City's Police Department)

"Cut the cocky act, ya punk! We've checked you out, and we found a knife on you!"

Naruto sat at an interrogation room, looking bored with one elbow on the table with that arm's hand holding up his head, and his other hand tapping the surface of the steel piece of furniture, "That's a wakizashi." He corrected the cop, still looking unfazed. The cop, a detective, in question was a large and rotund man with short black hair, a fedora, a trench coat, a button up shirt, tie, and dress pants and shoes.

The man slammed his hands on the table, "I don't care how you call it. We know who you are, pal." Detective Harvey Bullock said with a low voice, he nearly snapped in half the toothpick he was biting from anger.

The chairman stopped tapping the table, "You remind me of an old friend." He scanned Bullock up and down, "He has a better temper, though."

Bullock grabbed the blond by his collar and pulled him up with both hands, "What do you want in Gotham? The witnesses can say all they want how you stopped those thieves, but a guy like you… Yeah, I'm sure you liked playing hero before you could get your hand on that money. A nice way to start crime in my city, isn't it?"

"What I'm looking for here is way more important than any money can buy in this grim city." Naruto stated, not once losing his cool. He grinned at the man, "Now please let go of my coat, I like this suit."

"Sir." A random officer said once he entered the room, "You may want to let him go. He's got other visitors on the commissioner's orders."

Bullock stared at the cop and noticed the look on his face, reading more than he let on. He reluctantly let go of the chairman and walked off, "Fine, but tell that guy to hurry up. Gotham has enough scum already."

One glare later and Bullock was out of the room, leaving the bored yakuza to taps his fingers on the table yet again, "They could have at least got me dinner." He said to no-one in particular, but he knew for a fact that behind the mirror at his side was a group of cops examining his every move.

Lights flickered, which was not a good sign. The chairman arched a brow and stared at the lightbulbs until they gave up and turned off permanently. With his body tense and his senses working at full power, the blond clenched his hands into fists for whatever came his way. Something moved in the dark, and news traveled fast around the world. Soon Naruto saw him, the pointy ears gave him away.

Being average in height made the blond lean his head to look up at the dark knight of Gotham City, "Naruto Uzumaki. I guess you saved me the problem of using a translator."

Naruto shrugged, "You're Batman, right?" he asked casually, before reaching into his pocket. He could almost hear Bullock reach for his gun on the other side of the mirror, and tried to imagine his surprise when he pulled out a picture, "Could you ask a favor to Superman? You see, I know a big fan of his, and she'd love his autograph." He said, presenting a drawing a little child would do of the red caped hero with a buff torso but stick arms and legs somehow supporting a bus full of kindergarteners in Japanese uniforms.

Batman took the picture and stared at it, "You're taking things too well for a gangster in a chair. I expected you to call a lawyer by now."

"What can I say? I settle things my own way." Naruto replied with a shrug, "I've done things that way since I was a kid. Where I'm from people respect strength, and so I kept getting stronger to get to the top."

"I assume you arrived here to do just that." Batman started, "I have to admit you impress me by turning yourself in so easily."

"I just wanted to ask a few things once I got here." The chairman replied and leaned back on his chair, his arms to his sides in a shrug, "The detectives here were really loud, I couldn't get a word with them."

"What're you looking for?" Batman asked with his patented Bat-Glare that told you to answer him clearly or face horrible consequences.

Naruto wasn't fazed, "The Light." He put his hands on the back of his head like he were resting on a pillow, "I don't know who or what they are. I just know they're a bunch of idiots playing high and mighty."

"I know of them." The bat replied without a pause, "And I have some questions for you about them. But I guess we can work something out."

Naruto grinned, "All right, you go first. Show me some good will by answering me this: who do you think works for them?"

Batman stared at the blond, noticing a glint in his eyes, but decided to answer, "The Joker. Right now it's impossible to find him, though. He is on the loose yet again and has been rather quiet." He was being truthful, and using the truth to keep the blond in one place so Naruto didn't go on a blind goose chase to his death. He then leaned forward, "Now's your turn: why exactly are you looking for them?"

Naruto pushed back his seat and stood up, smiling at the bat, and said just two words, "Thank you."

Just then he was gone in a flash of golden light, shocking everyone who looked at him. Naruto reappeared on the building's rooftop, adjusting his suit and putting his wakizashi back inside it.

He may have put a lot of people against him, but right then and there he didn't care.

He was a yakuza, he needn't bother others with his problems.

And right now those problems were the only thing he had in mind.

XXXXXX

(Location: Mount Justice)

"How could he have given you the slip?!" the young hero Robin asked his mentor and father figure on the large screen before them.

"He is not completely human, or not a normal one at least." Batman said to the team of young heroes, "I want you all to watch over Arkham Asylum. During my interrogation I lied to Naruto and told him the Joker's whereabouts have been unknown. Arkham itself is keeping his stay a secret while judges try to determine whether or not to send him to Belle Reve considering what he and the Injustice League attempted to do."

"And Arkham is a good place for him to get answers." Aqualad said, the young Atlantean warrior had some knowledge on the villains he and his friends had fought before in case anything happened.

"You will arrive immediately and keep a close eye on every movement from both the inmates and any intruder." The dark knight replied, "I will be looking for him in Gotham, but Arkham is another place I can't leave unsupervised. Whether Naruto goes there or not, there's the chance that someone may try to escape."

"Sounds like you're trying to make this sound fun." Kid Flash replied, arms crossed, "We're still babysitting one of the safest places on the planet. Even you help with the security there."

"Trust me, the residents of Arkham find ways to bring madness out." The multimillionaire superhero stated.

"What do we do when we find him?" Superboy asked, staring at the image on the screen of the chairman standing there, "Should we expect a fight?"

"He's the only human being who'd wear such a ridiculous outfit after the seventies ended." The team's archer replied, smiling humorously, "It's hard to miss someone like that."

The Martian girl noted Artemis' train of thought, "The moment someone recognizes him, he is very likely going to fight back."

"Did you read my mind?" the green clad girl asked, curious.

Megan shook her head, "Only figuratively, I still don't like to enter others' minds without permission after many things that happened before." She didn't dare look at some of her teammates in the eye.

"Anyway," Batman started to get them back on track, "Naruto is looking for something concerning the Light. He could be either an enemy or an ally. Just make sure to stay on your toes around him."

The team's newest recruit, Rocket, stared at the picture, "Does he time travel? He looks straight out of a disco club."

The resident magic girl spoke some sense, "Why don't you ask me to locate him? It'd save us a lot of trouble."

Batman shook his head, "Whatever he used to get away from me will make it hard to pinpoint his location. Our best option is to be ready for his next possible appearance and look for him at the same time." The team nodded in understanding, "Whatever you do, do not let him escape your sights. Robin will now make sure to hand you a special gadget should you encounter and get close to him…"

The mission briefing went on and the team wondered where the man would go first.

XXXXXX

"Iceberg Lounge… looks cool."

"Was that a pun… sir?"

Naruto turned to the unlucky bastard that thought he could take some money from the suited yakuza before ending on the receiving side of a very one-sided beating. The man now had a busted lip and his right hand's fingers were broken, and he had yet to know how his organs and ribs were doing. How would he have guessed that the whiskered man was like another Batman, only more brutal? In the end, the gangster forced the beaten up robber to tell him what he wanted: info on the Joker. And the best person to get that information was a criminal equally as mad but far more refined, the Penguin.

"I'm not trying to be funny. Anyway, is the boss of this place here?" Naruto asked, shaking the fool he had been dragging by his collar until it was nighttime to get the proper directions.

The robber shrugged, "I don't know. I may steal for a living but I know who not to mess with when it comes to guys like him. You just asked me where to find someone who could know of the Joker, and he's the only one I could think of that won't kill you for little to nothing."

The yakuza let go of his tour guide, "Then get out." He motioned with his head for the man to go, "Just go." the robber did as told rather quickly to avoid another beating. "I know I should call the police, but they must be mad at me now." He looked at the criminal's expensive club, "If not then they will be sooner or later."

With his hands in his pockets the chairman made his way to the Iceberg Lounge, whistling at the fine marble pillars, the cold pools of water, the icebergs that game the place its name, and the smell of good wine and champagne filling the air. There was even some good music to set the atmosphere for such a place. Some good looking waitresses in attention getting outfits walked around serving customers drinks or talking with a few flatterers to entertain them and get an extra tip. All around everyone who sat at a table had a suit. Good thing he as a yakuza always wore his, since some others liked to go only in their pants or shirtless even with a coat on top of their naked torsos. He didn't question fashion much, he just stuck to what he knew, and he was trailing off too damn much.

"What can I get you?" a waitress said with a smile that seemed honest. Unlike other customers she had to attend, the blond gentleman looked rather dashing despite his dated outfit.

"Your boss." He said simply.

The girl paled, "Excuse me?"

"I have heard the Penguin owns this place, and I am looking for him." the yakuza answered calmly, "I've got a few questions for him."

"And what would they be?" and there was the man, short, pudgy, with a fine suit and a nasty glare in his eye aimed at the yakuza, "Because I doubt someone who escaped the Batman has good news for me."

"News travel fast." Naruto said, rubbing the back of his head, "I was wondering where the Joker is." He stretched his arms to his sides, "If you answer me that, I'll go, simple as that."

The Penguin snorted, "And tell the old rodent I gave you such information? Oh my dear gentleman, I believe you sadly underestimate the price of what you're asking." He pulled out his umbrella and snapped his fingers, making several guards surround the blond, "Do treat our guest with respect and show him the door."

Six muscular men in suits surrounded Naruto, to which the blond replied by turning around and walking to the door, making the pudgy mobster believe he was being smart. The music stopped when Naruto turned to one of the large marble statues – penguin statues of about ten foot tall each - that had been recently purchased to be displayed near the door. He reared back a fist, and punched the rock solid giant flightless bird. Everyone in the building stared at the blond yakuza's fist and how it turned the hard marble into nothing but pebbles. An audible gulp was heard from the small, monocle wearing avian criminal.

"All right…" Naruto started, cracking his knuckles with a friendly smile, "I'll ask again: where is the Joker?"

"C-Call the cops!" the Penguin shouted to his men, some whom were reaching into their coats for their weapons, "And get him away from me!"

And Naruto was gone with a gale of wind and dancing leaves in the air. The avian criminal soon found him right in front of him, holding him singlehandedly up so they were face to face, "We can save us a lot of problems if you tell me where the Joker is." Naruto stated with his face growing colder, "I am a yakuza, though, and I sure as Hell will start punching answers out of you if I don't get any with the friendly way."

"Arkham!" Naruto tilted his head to the side, to which the Penguin elaborated to save his hide, "Arkham Asylum, that's where the clown is. I'm informed by trusty sources in case I need to sell such information!"

The chairman grinned, "Thanks!" he said with a friendly smile, right before slamming his forehead on the smaller mobster, sending him to sleep with a head-butt. He let go of the mobster and turned around to the quote/unquote reformed criminal's terrified guards and the customers and staff members that had yet to leave due to the awe and fear freezing them on the spot. He also found someone else, the pointy ears making it hard to mistake the figure.

The glare said a lot before the caped crusader spoke, "I thought you wanted an autograph." He said in his smooth and stoic voice, throwing Naruto a bit off guard.

"Oh, did you get it?" Naruto asked with a small smile, "I'd ask the big guy myself, but he's from another city, right?"

Batman narrowed his eyes, "What are you playing at?"

Naruto sighed, "I'm not playing. I'm just wasting time." He said the last part with a growl, "I really want to stop fooling around, but there's one little girl that really wants that autograph. She's more than enough reason for me to stop getting serious, for her sake." He grabbed and cracked his neck, "I'm sure you will offer your help, but this is my business. It's either doing things by force or a lot of idiots missing what I want to say, that you don't mess with me."

"I have a lot of questions to make about The Light and how you know them." Batman said, walking forward, "And I need those answers to help you."

"I'm doing this myself." Naruto stubbornly replied, "Otherwise those guys won't learn who they're dealing with."

"You're really old school." Batman said, raising his fists.

"Don't be a hypocrite." Naruto replied with his hands up, putting them on a sign, "I must go now."

A cloud of smoke blew around Naruto, covering the bat themed man's vision. The masked hero rushed to grab the blond before he got out, reaching into the smoke to pull out… a waitress, "W-What?!" she asked in shock, looking terrified at having her arm held by the dark knight himself.

Batman immediately let her go and looked around for any sign of Naruto, but the blond was gone once again. Or was he? The caped crusader didn't give much thought to the escaping waitress, giving her enough time to hide in an alley with a grin and poof out of existence in a cloud of smoke to reveal Naruto, dusting his suit.

Getting away from Batman – as in permanently making sure he didn't get his hands on you - was supposed to be impossible, so he better try hard.

XXXXXX

In the middle of a forest, on top of some dead trees, one girl asked something on her mind, "Favorite food?"

"Anything with high levels of calories to burn, a bit obvious. Now it's my turn… Favorite color. Besides green, that is."

"You two must be really bored." Robin said to Kid Flash and Artemis, the archer girl was about to answer what her second favorite color was until the Boy Wonder stopped her. She and the only two masked male members of the team were assigned one post.

"Superboy, Aqualad and Rocket are probably as bored as us." The fast ginger replied tiredly, "Besides, it's not my fault Zatanna teamed up with Miss Martian."

The smaller and youngest member of the team smirked, "At least I can focus on the mission and not on what my girlfriend would look-"

Kid Flash's hands found themselves swiftly on the small boy's mouth, "Dude, if you try to ruin the mood with one of your snarky lines…"

"What would you like to see me wearing?" the archer girl asked with a smile on her face, getting the speedster's face to match his hair.

"Uh…" and then his green eyes caught on something, "No way…"

The other two teens turned to see where their teammate stared at. There he was, jumping from branch to branch like some monkey-frog of sorts, with movements akin to a bird taking flight. Naruto finally landed in front of the heavily reinforced gates that made sure only the bravest and craziest of men could enter.

"Freeze!" a couple of guards shouted, led by a middle-aged black man with a hook instead of a left hand, Aaron Cash.

They had their guns aimed at the yakuza, "Could I go in for a bit?" Naruto asked casually, "I need to see someone and ask them some questions."

Cash stared at the oddly suited man, "What are you, some fancy lawyer?" he then shook his head, "Listen, whatever you're doing here, it's a waste of time with the people we keep locked in." he then aimed a finger at the whiskered man, "And we also make sure to keep everyone but cops or Batman out."

Naruto sighed, "I really don't want to waste my time, friend." He extended his arms to his sides, "I must ask someone some really serious questions. I'm willing to pay you anything if you let me in. I'll be out just as quickly and you won't have to see me ever again."

Cash scoffed, "Like I'd believe such a story. Even if you mean it and you're in danger, I'm afraid I can't let you in so easily, friend." He said the last word with a tone that said he wasn't friendly.

"Can't blame you." Naruto said in defeat, "At least I tried." He reached into his coat, and the guards stared oddly at the black 'baton' he pulled, before their eyes widened when he pulled out a blade from it. A two foot long single-edged sword with sunflowers painted on the sheath.

"You/He can't be serious." Cash and Robin said simultaneously. They stared at the blond hold the wakizashi down with the tip aimed to the ground and his left hand in his pants pocket.

Then he walked forward, "Sir, what do we do?" a guard asked as the blond moved slowly towards them.

Cash raised his only hand, "Use the rubber bullets and knock this punk out to teach him a lesson before the cops arrive."

One of his men nodded, pulled out a cartridge and inserted it on his automatic rifle, taking aim at Naruto before pulling the trigger. Naruto leaned to his side, and the guards watched the bullet hit a trunk, missing the yakuza that was currently just leaning slightly to his side before straightening his back. It was almost like a dance move, but with it the chairman had avoided a bullet, a rubber one but a bullet nonetheless.

"He's good, too good." Robin said, now as wary as the guards.

"Fire!" Cash shouted and the guards did as told.

This time Naruto charged forward, running towards the armed men with his arms extended to his side, his short sword cutting the air with its sharp edge, and the bullets flying at him. He could see the projectiles flying at him, one of them just an inch from smashing his forehead. Time moved really slowly for him in those situations. His wakizashi lashed forward and, to the guards and heroes' amazement, the projectile was split in half. Kid Flash's eyes could see how the bullet's halves passed by Naruto, missing him and landing on the ground after losing their momentum. He kept track of him, weaving around every shot and slicing those that got too close for comfort on his head first charge.

Then he and Cash were face to face, with the guard baring his teeth at the yakuza. Cash stepped forward and tried to punch the suited blond, only to watch him flip in the air, put his left hand on the guard's shoulder for leverage, and land swiftly behind him with his wakizashi ready. Cash growled and prepared himself for a deadly wound, thinking back to how he lost his hand to Killer Croc… only to hear a strange sound. He turned to the yakuza, finding him crouched and with his short sword down on the ground.

Naruto stood up quickly while the guards were busy reloading, pulled the sheath off his wakizashi out of his coat, and sheathed the blade, "What did you do?" Cash asked, careful to keep his distance from the blond.

"Wait for it…" Naruto said as he slowly put the blade inside, stopping only when an inch was left out of the sheath. He grinned and sheathed the whole thing in one go.

What happened next made Cash step back in shock and awe when the thick, bomb-proof gates of Arkham started to slide down in halves, cut like butter with a hot knife. The guards made the smart choice by stepping away from the blond as he pocketed the sheathed short sword back inside his coat.

He was about to step into the asylum, were it not for the three disks that landed a few feet from his shoes. Naruto arched a brow, and his eyes widened when red lights started flashing from the disks with a beeping noise. The blond flipped backwards when the explosion happened, sending him further back. He forced his feet on the ground and skid to a halt, with his face still looking at the asylum, and the three kids stopping him from getting in.

"Ok, do you call yourself anything?" Kid Flash asked, "I mean, all guys who do this kind of stuff give themselves a name with few exceptions."

Naruto stared at the teens curiously, "You remind me of my son."

"Oh…" the redhead started and one second later his eyes nearly popped out of his sockets, "Wait, you are a father?!"

Robin felt his jaw loosen up, "Well, I didn't expect that." He said a bit dumbfounded.

Artemis readied an arrow, "What do you expect will happen, big guy? If you try to get in, you'll be in trouble."

Naruto straightened his coat and walked forward, "I want to get in and then I'll be out, nothing else." he then turned at Robin, "You, on the other hand…" he kept walking, "I left a picture to Batman. I'd like to know if he got the autograph I wanted for it."

"You can't be… no, wait, you are serious!" The Boy Wonder said, inwardly wondering if the guy was nuts and thus wanted to get into Arkham for that reason or something crazier, i.e. worse.

The yakuza sighed, "I'll have to get it back eventually…" he kept walking towards the opened gates. "And I don't want to waste my time with you."

Cash approached Robin, "Are you sure you can take him?"

"We had worse." Artemis said proudly.

Cash nodded and motioned for his men to retreat to avoid getting in the heroes' way. The heroes watched Naruto get into a ninjutsu stance, a style Batman mastered under the tutelage of Ra's Al Ghul. They were on edge while Naruto stared at them.

"Two…" he started, confusing the heroes, "Three… no, there's five more of you." he stated without hesitation.

Robin swallowed, briefly wondering how he knew that. His train of thought was shattered when the yakuza rushed at them with his hands up for any fight. Kid Flash dashed at the blond and started to run in circles around him, but Naruto didn't slow down, he kept charging. The redhead saw the whiskered man's back exposed and made a beeline for it with a fist up. A loud crack was heard, and it was from Naruto throwing back his foot directly into the kid's stomach. Kid Flash gasped for breath even as his spit was knocked out of his mouth from the force of the mule kick.

Seeing that the blond had stopped but, more importantly, that he had hurt the red haired hero, Artemis fired not one, or two, or even three arrows, but five at the yakuza. Two at his feet, causing an explosion that he had to jump over. One right at his sternum while he was midair, changing into a net that would have caught his arms to keep him tied up upon a painful landing but he kicked it out of his way. The next arrows were special compressed foam meant to capture heavyweight criminals that could soak bullets like sponges.

What they hit was… a log.

Artemis and Robin stared dumbfounded at the fallen piece of wood that landed before them beneath layers of solidifying foam.

They heard steps behind them, and turned in time to see Naruto kick in the elevator's door to the empty space that assured a free fall to death since the elevator had been taken out due to one rough escape attempt foiled by Batman. Naruto for his part didn't question a thing before doing a swan dive for the depths of the asylum to find his answers.

The rest of the team arrived just to see the man diving into a true madhouse.

"Let's go after him!" Kid Flash shouted, ready to run after getting the air back in his lungs, only to be halted when Robin raised a hand with a grin.

"Remember what Batman gave us?" he smirked and motioned to his arm mounted computer, "He didn't give us some fancy toys for nothing." And true enough, there was a map of Arkham shown on the screen, along a bleeping red light, "He may be smart, but didn't notice me sticking this to his the back of his collar when he avoided the first explosion."

"I can guide you through." Cash said, he may have retreated along his men but no way would he stand still when the asylum was in danger, "That guy will get into some dead ends sooner than later. And I know a good one to trap anyone lurking in."

Back with Naruto, the blond stared at the old but still strong architecture of the dark halls, some bits were missing and others were about to be repaired. Most likely the work of the inmates getting restless was what gave the place its dark and truly depressing atmosphere.

He pulled out his cellphone, "Shikamaru?"

"The gang and I are watching the news… Do you know how much the people hate you right now?"

"I'm at some asylum called Arkham."

"Thanks for ignoring me, boss…" he said the last word sarcastically, "But all right. If you really are there, then I suppose you got a lead, a real mean bastard. It's the Joker, isn't it? Of course, it has to be, what other nut in that country would try to get acquainted with these assholes just to mess someone's day?"

"I could use some help tracking him."

"And I could use a coffee." Shikamaru replied, before yelping with the sound of something heavy smacking the back of his head, "Ow! Damn it, woman… Fine, I'll send you help, boss. They're all ready, so pick one."

Naruto bit his thumb hard enough to draw blood, and put his hands on a seal. In a cloud of smoke another man appeared. He was lean, had long brown hair, and a black headband around his forehead. His hair was tied up at the end in a white lace, he had a very handsome face, and what would call mostly for attention were his lavender, pupil-less eyes. He was dressed in a white karate gi, and brown hakama pants. One could see some black ink painted part of his chest and some more on the back of his neck.

"Naruto…" the man said slowly.

"Neji…" the blond replied.

"Hinata-sama and her children are-"

"Safe, for now."

"You're a terrible husband." The man said with his arms crossed and a glare.

"And you're practically my brother-in-law, a terrible one, mind you." An exasperated Naruto shot back, "Listen, let's get the insults over with and find answers to get her and your niece and nephew out of this mess!"

Neji sighed, "Remind me, why did I ever joined you?"

Naruto grinned, "Because you tried to fight me when we were in high school when Hinata asked me out on our first date. I still won."

"Want the rematch?" Neji asked darkly, and Naruto pressed his forehead to his. They both had mad grins crying for bloodlust.

A noise was heard and they pulled apart, getting into battle stances, Naruto in his ninjutsu and Neji in an Aikido stance. "Care to tell me what that was?"

Neji's face pulsed with energy, and the veins around his eyes bulged. "It seems that someone's trying to break out, and thanks to your little stunt they did." He slid a foot backwards, as did Naruto when the ground started to shake, "The guy's big, but nothing I can't deal with. The Joker's must be right below us in a big room, for he's the only one there. And someone's moving towards him."

Naruto grinned, "Fine, then do you want to take care of this guy?"

Neji nodded, but reached to the back of Naruto's head, "Yes, and you'd do better to watch out what you do. You let your guard down." He said as he pulled a small bat-shaped device the size of his fingertip.

Naruto nodded, "Guess I can't underestimate even kids in here, to think they got me just because I wasn't using… Never mind. I'll see you soon."

And the next thing Neji knew was that there was a large hole where he used to be, tunneling down. Soon Neji was face to face with a muscular titan of a man with tubes coming out of his head on the back of a luchador mask, and going into his muscles. The guy towered over the blind-like man and snorted at the sight of Neji and his long flowing well-shampooed hair.

Neji stared at Bane, the one man that broke Batman's back, until the dark knight got better and broke his jaw more than once afterwards. He put his hands inside his gi's sleeves, "And who're you supposed to be?"

Bane grinned, "I should be asking that, little man." He walked casually towards him, "What is it you look for in here?"

"I'm not looking for anything, I'm looking after an idiot." Neji replied and walked towards the towering man, showing the wooden sandals beneath his gi. "And what do I find but a miserable excuse of a man too weak to fight by his own means." Oh how he loved to gloat, even after Naruto beat his smug face in.

Bane's veins bulged, and not because of the venom powering him, "I shall enjoy feeling your neck getting crushed in my hands, rata." The luchador replied and activated the powerful chemical that gave him strength. Soon he was a bulging titan of a man with a head that looked far too small for his body.

"Allow me to teach you something." Neji said as he got into his stance, "This battle will show you what happens when those fighting to repeat fate face the ones struggling to change it and their will. I'm Neji Hyuuga, a lieutenant of the Uzumaki Clan, the strongest clan of the Namikaze Family, and I carry my boss' will on my back." He was glad Naruto didn't hear him, he'd never hear the end of it at the office.

Bane raced at the young man, "Then let me see that will crumble!" he punched the lieutenant, making Neji smirk.

The brunet spun around the punch and delivered a solid palm strike at the wrist. Bane gritted his teeth when his hand hit the ground and made a small crater, which was odd. He never flinched when breaking through walls, so what? His wrist! His wrist had gone limp!

"What did you do?!" he asked, but Neji had closed in to deliver a palm strike at the criminal's gut. Bane barely felt his skin tickle from such a hit, but beneath his flesh… "Urk!" he bent over, holding his stomach and trying to keep his lunch inside.

Neji used the opportunity to land swift strikes to the man's knees, making him fall on them before Neji. But not daring to fall the large luchador forced his limp hand on the ground to keep him from falling while he still held his stomach with an ill-looking face.

"I used to fight to break into people that fate dictates their lives…" Neji said, clenching and unclenching his hand, "I thought I did, until I met him…" he sighed, "It's funny how things work." He grabbed Bane by the neck with one hand, the other pulled back, "Now I'm fighting to break those that try to hurt him." he slapped Bane's face, sending him to a sweet sleep. "And I'm talking too much… Damn it, he's rubbing on me."

He put his hands in a sign, and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. If Naruto was going to do this, then he'd have faith in the blond idiot.

Meanwhile, the team of young heroes stared at the sight before them, a beaten Bane and a hole on the ground. "This is bad." Cash said as he moved forward, past the masked criminal, and pulled out his walkie-talkie to get any signal.

"You mean that someone beat up the big guy? Yeah, we figured." Superboy replied with an arched brow, "Or is it something worse?"

Cash gritted his teeth at the lack of responses, "It's times like this that the lunatics get noisy. If Bane is out, then there's a good chance that others may have already started escaping with this distraction." He punched a nearby wall, "Damn it, why did that moron get in here?! Thanks to him everyone with a straitjacket must be going through another escape."

He went to a nearby room to look at the screens, the cameras showed him images neither he nor the heroes could believe. In one of the floors, after the hard steel ground made it harder to dig, Naruto was surrounded by what appeared to be a hundred inmates. Some were armed with makeshift knives, others had pulled a leg of their beds to use as clubs, and others twitched and itched to let their hands do the talking.

And leading them was a pigtailed young woman in a jester outfit, Harley Quinn, "Huh, and here I just got Mister J's party ready to find someone dressed formal. I gathered everyone to help him out, too." She narrowed her eyes at the blond, "This is a casual party, buddy. You better have an invitation."

Naruto stared at his fellow blonde, "You're here for the Joker?" he asked calmly, not even fazed by the insane thugs around him as they followed the girl, "Good, I have a few questions for him."

The jester woman tilted her head, "What's that for? Business, pleasure, leisure, a foot massage?"

Naruto straightened his suit, "Business."

Harley smiled widely, too cheerful for her smile to be truthful, "Goodie! Here, try to sign this application!" and from her back, defying all laws of physics, she pulled out a large bazooka.

It didn't take long for the picture to change into Naruto a few yards away from where he once stood after rolling to his side with a large pillar of smoke behind him and flames adding a very unromantic atmosphere to the environment he found himself tangoing in with one of Gotham's craziest and most emotionally unstable villainesses, not to mention the one that was devoted to the city's worst criminal. One of the inmates rushed at him from the side, attempting to stab him with his shiv. Naruto watched the incoming strike and grinned. Just when the blade was about to meet his skin and force his blood and guts out, the blond jumped midair, flipped his body to the side, and brought up his right heel to kick the makeshift knife off the thug's hands.

Upon landing, Naruto stared at the shocked inmate who then growled at the blond and tried to punch him. The thug's fist hit only air, for before his eyes the blond had vanished… What was that shadow over his head? Harley watched Naruto land with a single foot on the madman's face, curling his now unconscious opponent's spine backwards before he smashed the back of his head on the tough steel floor with his nose letting out a cracking noise from the shoe still there.

"Who's next?" Naruto asked, and three more inmates rushed at him. A hook, a jab, and a straight punch sent them flying backwards as unconscious heaps.

Harley smirked before pulling out a massive mallet, "Well, you know what they say: if a man can't keep his hands to hi-!"

The yakuza and the jester's eyes widened. From her stomach something burst out. It went all the way from her back to stand out, coating in her blood. Naruto recognized the blade instantly, it had a single edge and was straight, like a ninjato or chokuto. But what stood out to him was the cold-heartedness of what happened. Harley's eyes widened in horrified realization that she had a sword sticking out of her stomach after a ruthless backstab. She turned around, but her attacker immediately yanked off the blade, making her spin around and fall on the floor.

Or she would have fallen, had a yellow flash not helped Naruto appear right then and there, holding her up with one arm and his other hand parrying the still blood soaked blade, "Didn't I take care of you?" Naruto asked the attacker with a growl and a glare.

Harley's eyes widened even more at what she saw behind the strange figure of her attacker: every inmate in Arkham had been killed in a single strike. And that's when, as she felt the blood in her stomach make her way out of her mouth with a cough, that the killer was a professional, and he had to be mentally unstable.

The figure was clad in white: a Chinese jacket with no signs of buttons or a zipper, white slacks, white shoes without laces, and white silk gloves. But what stood out the most, aside from the Japanese sword he held with a simple white handle, was the white mask he had. It was more like a helmet, a round and large cat mask with large, round eyes. The mask's eyes stared blankly at her, while the helmet was big enough to cover the world's biggest afro.

The two Japanese men pushed each other off, with the hand that Naruto held Harley with going to her wound. The blonde jester gritted her teeth, expecting the pain of his touch on such a… Why did it suddenly feel less painful? Not only that, Harley thought as she blinked, but it felt like bits of her were going to where she had been stabbed. The blood in her mouth stopped dripping, and she felt renewed. She looked down when Naruto pulled out his hand, seeing not even a scar.

The cat figure, most likely a man, stepped back, "You're still too soft, Naruto." He said, brandishing his sword at him, "She works for that madman. Rather than asking questions, you should take them out of her."

Naruto stood up, helping the jester up too, "Last I recall, I made my own vows when I became a yakuza." He glared at the figure, "I go all the way in, balls out, but even if it's for my duty or my honor I don't want to kill those that don't deserve it." he aimed a finger at the masked man, "You, on the other hand, I have every reason to kill for what you've done. The only reason that stops me is-"

"I'm working for The Light now." The masked man said.

Naruto nearly lost his breath, "What?!" he stepped forward hit by sudden realization, "Then the reason Hinata and my kids are threatened is-"

The masked man nodded, "Yes. But do not worry." He aimed his sword at the blond, "Your family is safe and sound for as long as I live. I made sure that The Light knows to keep them out of danger because we got something to finish, you and I. The only reason I just took this job because it was the perfect opportunity." He wiped the blood of his blade with a single swing and stared at Naruto through his mask.

"I'll finish it right here, then." Naruto declared, and Harley and the group at the security room watched in amazement a red cloak of pure raw energy surround the blond man.

The cat masked figure chuckled, "Impatient as always, I see. However, I've seen that you took a liking to the good life as chairman. If you really want to settle things with me, you should defeat those threatening your family. That's the only way to know this match won't be meaningless."

And before Naruto could punch him, the figure disappeared.

"Great, just what I needed." Naruto grumbled with his arms crossed before turning to the jester, "Where's your boss?"

"You're married?" she asked, sounding… disappointed?

Naruto groaned and pulled her close to his face by her collar, "Listen, where is your boss? I need to talk to that clown now."

"Oh, sure thing Mister N!" she said with a sheepish smile, obviously having no remaining desire to blast him to pieces.

In the security room, the entire group could only stare in disbelief at what just happened, "So he is being threatened by The Light, yet is looking for them. He could be a possible ally." Aqualad said to his team.

"No." Robin stated, "I know how criminals work, and this guy certainly doesn't want to work with us. Hell, even if we tried to earn his trust, he wants to do this by himself. You've seen him ask for The Light. He doesn't want to simply find them, he wants to crush them."

Superboy whispered to himself, "We could let him." he still harbored no amount of affection for the human "father" he got thanks to those villains.

"There is also something wrong here." Miss Martian spoke, "I've noticed two odd things since we've entered. The first one is that when I tried to read Naruto's mind… something odd happened." She looked down, "I can't even explain it, but his thoughts are too convoluted yet simple at the same time. It's almost like he has two minds."

Rocket arched a brow, "Do you mean that he's bipolar or has a personality disorder?"

Megan shook her head, "No, it's something I've never sensed even when we faced the Joker… And that's the second thing I've noticed." She held her head, "The more I've looked into it…"

Harley had finally showed Naruto the room in which her boss resided for the time being in one of his "vacations" from murdering some of Gotham's best and/or worse for his own enjoyment.

The yakuza clenched his fists, the room was empty.

There, in the cell, was the corpse of a guard, and written with his blood was a message with a map pinned below with a kunai. The message read as follows:

"CATCH ME IF YOU CAN, FOXY! HAH! HAH! HAH!"

XXXXXX

And that's my rap!

If you enjoyed the fic, then that's good, and if you didn't then you were warned about what it'd contain.

This story is meant to be mindless fun. There won't be anything too serious or dramatic.

What you see is what you get: Naruto as a yakuza wants to crush The Light because as the evil assholes that they are they threatened Naruto's family, which consists of Hinata, Himawari (cutest thing I've seen in a while) and Bolt/Boruto (Whose name makes me want to slap Kishimoto stupid for being so unoriginal with it).

I did this because I am still a NaruHina fan deep down. I wanted the two to be together and interact… but all interactions between Naruto and all secondary characters were considered tumors. Kishimoto just put emphasis on Naruto's relationship with Sasuke. And yes, I am doing a bit of that considering what you've seen with the cat man because if I got to write a story about Naruto fighting villains then I may as well put in an epic rival battle, and the only rival Naruto has that can keep up with him is Sasuke. Well, there is Lee but it is not as personal, sadly.

I am still sad that all interactions Naruto could have had with anyone were never actually done if at all. We just see the characters and then they basically just leave so it can be all about Naruto dealing with Sasuke and Sasuke dealing with his inner struggles.

Rant aside, do not take this fic seriously. I just want to have mindless fun. If you enjoy it then that's a plus.

Swordslinger out!