NA: I just had to watch that damn trailer… now look at me… my obessession for ideas has once again clouded me and fingers are now once again at work. I have pre-ordered Overwatch because I only want to play Hanzo and Genji, but more so on Hanzo since he just looks so badass. And now I bring you an Overwatch/Naruto story with characters from other shows, games, etc.

But finally… I am going back to the roots of Naruto… being a shinobi!

~oOo~

It has been so long since I have ventured into these hidden lands. I was young when I have journeyed here at the behest of my father. I sought to perfect the shinobi ways and bring honor to the Shimada clan, my family. The land was tranquil, there were forests as far as the eye could see, rivers endlessly flowing, and the energy of life flowed freely. But even here the hearts of man remained. With the power of chakra, the shinobi villages of this land fought one another over many things. It was here that I had discovered what it means to be a shinobi, a warrior of the shadows.

But it was here that I had discovered a beautiful and rare flower.

"A shinobi with a bow?" A beautiful redhead looked at the man incredulously. "What kind of shinobi are you, ttebane?"

Hanzo, scion of the Shimada clan of Hanamura, Japan, smiled at the woman. "My clan is also an expert in kenjutsu, Uzumaki-sama."

"Oh please!" Kushina laughed. "My father is Uzumaki-sama, just Kushina is fine."

"Very well, Kushina-san."

"Anyways…" Kushina placed her hand on her hips and grinned. "Thanks for the help, Hanzo-kun. I would have been toast if it weren't for you."

Hanzo bowed to the woman. "I only aided you because I thought it was right."

There was no other woman like her. I had never seen a heart so pure yet she was strong and independent. Each time I gazed upon her visage, my heart soared, like a bird flying through the clouds. I had met her friend Minato, a man my age and someone who is in line to become the chief of their village. He was an honorable man, and someone who is like a father to three of his students. But I could see it in his eyes… he too desired the red flower that is Kushina Uzumaki. But we dared not quarrel, for it would mean dividing her heart into two.

Konohagakure no Sato, this was their village. It was a village like no other as it resembled more of a small city. But its inhabitants were kind and welcoming. Though there were some who were paranoid due to the war, I made sure that I would not offend them. Their current village chief, Sarutobi Hiruzen, was an old friend of my father, and welcomed me to the village with open arm. It was through him that I learned many ways to harness my spiritual power of the Dragon of the South Winds. In time my younger brother Genji will soon journey here as well as tradition demands. The time I had spent here is something that I will both cherish and grieve. For when the time came for me to speak to Kushina of how I felt…

"I'm sorry, Hanzo-kun." Kushina bowed as she and the Shimada scion stood beneath a tree. "I'm flattered that you think of me like that… but… my heart belongs to Minato, it always has."

Hanzo closed his eyes and turned away, opening them to the beautiful sunset. "Tonight is my last night here in this village. By first light tomorrow, I will return to Hanamura. But know this, Kushina Uzumaki, the time I have spent with you… I will cherish it for the rest of my days, for there is no other flower like you." Facing her once more, he bowed. "I thank you."

Kushina tried reaching out for him but he was already gone. She never saw him again.

I never dared love any other woman. They were not her, and they never will be. Though my father understood, the clan council did not and have tried many times to match me with a woman of their choosing. Years had passed and news of Minato and Kushina's death had reached the Shimada castle. Minato had slain a demon, but it was not enough for either of them to survive. Without even saying a word I had journeyed back to Konoha… only to see her lifeless body…

"No…" Hanzo wept as he ran his hand over her beautiful face. She was still warm to the touch. "Oh my beautiful red flower... why must the gods decided to take your life? You have done nothing to anger them."

The day I returned home to Hanamura, I had built a shrine on mountain overlooking a valley, a shrine dedicated to Kushina. Her death had torn my heart open. Every year I would burn incense for her, praying that her soul found peace in the afterlife. But as for Minato… my heart raged that he could not protect her. It is the duty of a husband to protect his family… and he had failed to do so. His carelessness had brought death to the woman I loved. Though I may have never earned her love… my heart will always be hers. So without any of them noticing, I have taken her sword and placed it on the shrine. She will be remembered, even if the village of Konoha does not.

Years passed and I was once again wrought with grief. I was forced to kill my own brother Genji as my duty demands it. Guilt had took hold of my entire being, and with it I had left the clan, roaming the world… perfecting my skills as a warrior and putting my ghosts of the past to rest. I travelled far and had been through many battles, both against worthy opponents and myself. The deaths of both the woman I love and my younger brother haunted me. And once again I have brought back to this hidden land. But I was not brought to the village… but a valley that was once a place where two great warriors had clashed. I was brought to a dying child who had lost everything…

Hanzo gazed at the dying child, a child of gold hair, blue eyes, and whisker marks on each cheek. The gods must have such a cruel sense of humor that he was brought to this child. He looked at him and saw the gaping hole on his chest, a hole that narrowly missed his heart. But Hanzo's thoughts immediately left the Shimada's mind when he heard his broken words.

"Kill me…" The child whispered. "Please… kill me… t-ttebayo…"

Hanzo's eyes widened when he heard the child's verbal tick. There was no doubt about it… this boy was their son. How could he have not known about this? Could the village have been keeping him a secret?

"Tell me, child…" Hanzo knelt down beside the boy. "What is your name?"

"U…" The blond coughed as he held his wounded chest. "Uzumaki… N-Naruto…"

The Shimada shinobi sighed and looked on in sadness. This boy had her face, he can see it… but it also bore his likeness. It cannot be helped. Picking the child up, they disappeared into the shadows. When a silver-haired shinobi arrived, all that was left on the water were two headbands, one slashed in the middle, and one without.

The silver-haired shinobi widened his uncovered eye as a tear went down. He held the headband and clutched it tightly as he knelt down by the pool of blood. "Sensei… forgive me…"

I will now allow Kushina's son to die a meaningless death, so I tended to his wounds. Because he lost so much blood I willingly gave him some of own, causing an entity inside him to fuse it with his own.. Once he was strong enough to speak properly, he gave me his story, and with some persuasion he told me everything. Why? How could you do this to your own son, Minato!? Why would you curse his fate and allow him to live a life of loneliness? Were you that naïve into thinking that the village would know any better? You sealed a demon into your own child, the very demon that had ravaged your village... and you expected that village to view him as a hero? You are a fool! And because of your foolishness he never grew up to have a family. You have done this to yourself, Minato. I curse your soul into the abyss. You dare call yourself an honorable man and yet you do not value your family. You do not deserve Kushina, nor do you deserve your son!

"He's…" Naruto silently cried. "Why would… why would my own father…?"

"Because he is a fool." Hanzo declared as he nursed the boy back to full strength in a small house high up in the mountains of Japan. "He placed his family second, and because of that you were the one who had to suffer for his sins."

The blond closed his eyes and allowed the tears to roll down his whiskered cheeks. "And my mom?"

The Shimada scion reached into a pocket and produced a picture of a young woman with long red hair. "She was the most beautiful and rarest flower in all the world."

Naruto shakily took the picture and smiled. "She's beautiful… I wish I could have met her, ttebayo."

Hanzo nodded in agreement. "She would have been an amazing mother to you. Keep it, Naruto. You deserve that much."

"What happens to me now, Hanzo-san?"

The archer stood up and offered the boy his hand. "Come… I wish to show you something."

Naruto was kneeling in front of a shrine dedicated to his mother. Sitting on it was her sword, a katana with its tsuba in the shape of a lotus flower. With his hands clasped, he closed his eyes and bowed his head. "Kaachan… if you're looking down right now, I wanna tell you that I'm doing alright. I wish I could have met you. I promise you! I won't become like him. I won't become like someone who put his family second. I will take up the way of the sword and carve out my own path in life. I will make you proud."

"She already is." Hanzo said as he placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. "I know she already is. You are her son… just you are my son now."

The blond turned his head and gazed at Hanzo with wide eyes. "You…"

"Come, my son." The archer held out his hand and smiled. "We shall begin your training as a true shinobi. I will teach you the ways of the Shimada."

Naruto is so much like her. His fiery personality made me smile. He was a quicker learner, and with his shadow clones he was able to learn the techniques in half the time. A shinobi will use every tool available to them, and this is no different. Just like his mother he was a natural with the sword. It came naturally to him, like water flowing in a river. Everything I taught him, he absorbed it like a sponge… and it only made him hungry for more. Just as I taught him how to wield a blade, so did I teach him how to craft and wield a bow in the Kyudo art.

Seven more years had passed and Naruto was now nineteen years old. These past years, journeying the world with him and learning many martial arts together, they were the best years I could have ever had. Today we have returned to Hanamura where we will be paying our respects to my younger brother Genji once more. Today marks the tenth anniversary of his death.

Had things been different, Kushina and I could have had Naruto. But this is enough. He is my son now, and because of him… my heart is beginning to heal. But at least I had done something right for her and cared for her only child.

"So today is the tenth anniversary of Genji-ojiisan's death?"

Hanzo nodded as they walked into the Shimada castle, leaving the incapacitated guards they had easily defeated. "Today we once again pay our respects to him."

Naruto, now a young man wearing a black leathery hooded outfit, looked up and saw the painting of the dragons of the south and north winds. "What do those dragons mean, otousan?"

Hanzo smiled as he gazed up at the painting. "I suppose it is time to tell you of the legend of the dragons of the north and south wind."

And though Kushina is gone from this world, her legacy lives on in her son. I fell in love with the rarest flower in all the world. Though I did not win her heart, she had won mine. I lost her and my brother, but gained a son in return.

My son, your story may not have such a happy beginning, but that does not make you who you are. It is the rest of your story, who you choose to be…

But know this, Naruto, to me you are my pride and joy. My son… my only son.

You are Shimada-Uzumaki Naruto. By my blood flowing through your veins, you are the scion of two great shinobi clans.

Overwatch: Heart of the Shinobi

Chapter 1: Pasts Laid To Rest

Hanamura, Japan

Shimada Castle

The hidden lands, only a few know of its existence. The Shimada clan were one of those few as it was technically their ancestral home. Another that knows of it was a disbanded organization known only as Overwatch. They had kept watch on any possibly activity coming from there, even witnessing the Third Shinobi War that had occurred almost two decades ago. It was clear that these people, although less sophisticated in terms of technology, are very formidable with their abilities.

Another thing that they were aware of was the bridge to another world that the hidden lands were connected to. A gateway to a world called Remnant. It was a world filled with humans and those with animal traits called faunus. But nothing is easy for the faunus kind as, like the omics, suffer from discrimination from the humans of Remnant. Both worlds have been made aware of each other, and many faunus have fled to Earth in search of better life where they are widely welcomed by the Asian communities due to the anime culture there. It is from there that the faunus and the omnics have formed friendships due to having gone through similar hardships. Had Overwatch still been around, they would have no doubt aided Remnant in their problems with an extremist faunus organization called the White Fang.

Either way, humanity has come a long way. Things are far from perfect, and it is far from peaceful. But… there is always hope for a better future.

Naruto dropped into a defensive stance and deflected three shurikens with his tanto from an attacker clad in white with green eyes. His father then nocked and twisted the bow string and loosed it, causing the arrow to curve and strike its target at a steep angle. But the assassin was quick and dodged the arrow with ease.

"To think that Shimada Hanzo has a son." The assassin taunted while drawing his tanto, prompting Naruto to go into an offensive stance, wielding his blade in a reverse grip. "Is this your way of honoring someone you murdered?"

"You know nothing of what happened!" The scion of the Uzumaki clan roared as he charged forward and clashed with the assassin. Their arms were a blur as sparks from their respective blades soared into the air. Using the training he had gotten from his father, he matched the attacker's moves with the Shimada taijutsu… but it was strange… the assassin was using it as well.

Hanzo saw this and nocked another arrow and loosed it. The projectile flew straight and true as Naruto jumped out of the way.

The assassin attempted to deflect it but the force was too strong for him to simply block it. He was thrown back down into an area beneath a bridge. The entire main hall of the Shimada castle was both a council chamber and an indoor garden with a wooden moat

Hanzo drew a scatter arrow and fired it. The assassin saw this and raised his tanto, deflecting all the arrows that were about to strike him while running back up towards the stairway to the terrace. Using his speed, he disappeared into a green blur and hid within the shadows. Both father and son pursued the attacker, but the moment they entered the balcony, the assassin was no longer in sight.

Hanzo nocked another arrow as he heard the assassin's voice.

"I know you tell yourself that your brother disobeyed the clan." The archer fired an arrow, but instead of hitting his intended target, it struck a wall. "And that you have to kill him to maintain order."

"It was my duty!" Hanzo confirmed as his son fired an arrow from his own bow, but the assassin easily deflected it with the arrow embedding itself onto the floor. The older man then drew his bow and aimed it at the assassin. "And my burden! That does not mean I do not honor him!"

The arrow loosed and the assassin dropped into a stance, he swung his arm forward with the edge of his blade making contact with the arrow. The moment they struck, the arrow was split into two, and the halved pieces then struck the wall behind him.

With no time to draw his blade, Naruto growled and rushed forward. Using his bow like a club, he skillfully swung it, leaping into the air flipping around while attacking and defending himself from the assassin's skillful strikes. Whoever he was, he knew how to counter the Shimada style of martial arts. The Uzumaki slid on his knees and dodged the assailant's strikes before flipping into the air and firing a few more arrows. Seeing this, he formed a few hand seals and pressed two fingers right below his mouth.

"Katon: Goukakyu no Jutsu!" Fire breathed out of his mouth and struck the floor below. But unbeknownst to him, the assassin had already seen this. His eyes darted to his right and saw the assassin right beside him, kicking him hard at his side and sending him crashing on the wall before crashing down onto the floor below, knocking him out.

"Naruto!" Hanzo screamed and growled as he moved in to protect his son. Just as his son did, he used his bow as a club and swung it at the assassin, hoping to get him away from the incapacitated Uzumaki scion. "You will not lay a single hair on my son!"

The assassin swung his blade, clashing it with Hanzo's bow. The latter made a strike but the assassin dodged before countering with his own attack. Both weapons grinded against each other before the assassin got the upper hand and kicked the Shimada scion, sending him towards the railing. Hanzo gritted his teeth as he prevented blocked the assassin's blade with his bow, preventing it from striking his throat.

"You think you honor your brother Genji with incense offerings?" The assassin taunted as he tried to press his blade further down but was not able to. "Honor resides in one's actions!"

Hanzo was now livid but saw his son's arrow still on the floor. "You dare lecture me about honor!? You are not worthy to say his name!" He kicked the assassing away and through him away, grabbing him by the neck with his bow before throwing him across from where he was. Going for his son's arrow, he pulled it and aimed at the assailant. At this… the blue dragoon tattoo on his left arm glowed brightly with a mist. "Ryuu ga waga teki wo kurau!"

Two dragon spirits emerged and roared, flying straight towards the assassin. This was the secret art of the Shimada clan, the art of summoning the dragon spirits that has served the Shimada clan faithfully for generations.

"Ryuujin no ken wo kurae!" The assassin drew his katana and summoned a green dragon spirit, shocking the Shimada scion. At this he used the green dragon spirit to control the blue ones, sending it around and back towards the archer.

As the force of the blue dragons struck Hanzo, he fell on his knees and dropped his bow. He could not believe what had just happened. How could this vagabond possibly know the Shimada arts? It was clear as day, he knew how to counter Naruto's kenjutsu and taijutsu with ease… but most of all… "Only a Shimada can control the dragons. Who are you?"

Sheathing his katana, the assassin drew his tanto once more. In the blink of an eye, he rushed forward and pressed the blade up against Hanzo's throat.

"F-Father…" As Naruto stirred, he tried getting up, but the blow he received was harder than he had imagined. His vision was blurry but even he could see that the assassin now had his father beaten.

Seeing this, he looked at his son before resigning to his fate. "Go ahead… kill me. But you will not lay a finger on my son, my sins are my own."

The assassin turned his head and looked at the archer before pulling away and sheathing his blade. "No… You still have a purpose in this life… brother."

Naruto's eyes widened, and so did Hanzo's.

"No…" The archer stood up and picked up his bow. "How? My brother is dead!"

The assassin pressed something at the back of his helmet, releasing the lock on his mask. Removing it, he revealed his face, though covered by the shadows, Hanzo could still see it.

"Genji…!" Hanzo took a step back, his entire being wracked with disbelief. His brother is alive, and now a cyborg. "What have you become?"

"I have accepted what I am, and I have forgiven you." Genji replied as he put his mask back on. Patting his older brother's shoulder, he walked past him and made his way towards the railing. "Now you must forgive yourself. The world is changing once again, Hanzo, and it is time to pick a side."

Watching his brother leap onto a roof across from where they are, he was about to grab an arrow struck when he remembered that his son was still on the floor. "Son…"

"I'm alright…" The young shinobi grunted as he gazed at his uncle.

"I am glad to know that there is hope for you, brother." Genji said as he looked on with a smile beneath his mask. "And I am glad to know that you have trained my nephew well. We will meet again."

And with that, Genji disappeared in a plume of smoke, leaving an eagle's feather behind.

With his father helping him up, Naruto snickered, finally understanding the legend of the dragon brothers. "I still have much to learn before I can reach uncle's level…"

Hanzo chuckled as he guided his son back down the stairs into the main hall. "That you do, my son. That you do"

For the first time in many moons… Hanzo finally felt at peace. The ghosts of his past were finally laid to rest.

~oOo~

By some stroke of luck, Overwatch agents have been recalled by one scientist named Winston. By some reason they had been recognised as an international organization once more. But during the early days of the recall, some of them had gone into some unfortunate events as an omnic figurehead for equality of both humanity and omnics had been killed by an assassin sent by Talon. Tekhartha Mondatta was loved by many, his beliefs that humans and machines are 'one within the iris' laid dead in front of thousands of his supporters in The Meridian Hotel. In honor of him becoming a martyr, a statue of him was erected on King's Row, England, and a picture of him was placed on the stairs in front of the very hotel where he gave his final speech. But after that, Overwatch had come back strong and had since then foiled many plans by the Talons.

And now, they had offered their help in aiding security for Remnant's upcoming Vytal Festival, a festival of peace, where cultures from all over Remnant and Earth will gather. Famous figures like the omnic monk Tekhartha Zenyatta, the late Mondatta's 'brother', will be there to spread his beliefs in behalf of his brother.

Zenyatta has had many pupils, but none brighter than the cyborg ninja Genji.

The shinobi's last mission was ironically tasked to dismantle his clan's criminal empire. But as time passed, Genji felt increasingly at war with himself. He was repulsed by the mechanical parts of his body and could not come to grips with what he had become. When his mission was complete, he abandoned Overwatch and wandered the world in search of meaning. He drifted for many years before crossing paths with the omnic monk Zenyatta. Though Genji initially rejected Zenyatta's wisdom, the benevolent omnic would not be deterred. In time, Zenyatta became his mentor, and under the monk's tutelage, Genji reconciled his dual existence as both man and machine. He learned to accept that although he had a cyborg body, his human soul was intact, and he came to see his new form as a gift and a unique strength.

And now, the omnic monk has gained himself a new student.

"Honored one." Naruto bowed down to the monk with great respect. "It is a great honor to meet you."

Though Zenyatta had no mouth, one could tell that he was smiling at the young man. "Please child… there is no need for such formalities. You are among equals here. We are all one with the iris."

Naruto nodded and sat down with the monk.

"I can see that though there is peace in you, there is also conflict. You deny the blood that flows within you."

"That blood…" Naruto muttered. "…has only brought me pain and suffering. Nothing good comes from this blood. Only the blood of my mother and my true father has made it tolerable. The man that has sired me… I will never forgive him for what he has done to me."

"But as long as you are in conflict with yourself…" Zenyatta continued. "…you will never find peace. The blood that flows through your veins will always be a part of you. Come, I will show you what it means to be at peace with yourself."

Naruto nodded and gave the monk a Wushu salute, bowing to him as a student addressing a teacher. "This one is willing to learn, sifu."

And so it went on. Though Naruto still felt anger and bitterness towards those who had wronged him, he was finally at peace with himself and completely accepted what and who he is. He could feel a massive weight lift off of his heart. He felt light as a feather. He was no monster that the village of Konoha made him out to be. He is a shinobi, and a master swordsman. He is Uzumaki Naruto, son of Shimada Hanzo and Uzumaki Kushina, scion of two great shinobi clans. With the Kyuubi sealed inside him, the blood of Shimada Hanzo, whom donated blood to him, is now completely fused into him as if it was a part of him. It turned him into a full-blooded Shimada clansman. He was now related to his adoptive father by blood.

Just as much as he enjoyed taking lessons from Zenyatta, he enjoyed learning from his uncle Genji. Under Genji's tutelage, he had learned more of the Shimada style of kenjutsu, combining it with the Uzumaki style to create a deadly new form.

But Naruto knew that should Konoha discover his whereabouts, he would be declared a missing-nin and/or hunted by them so that he could be retrieved. He is far too important to the Leaf as he is the jinchuruki to the most powerful tailed beast. He was meant to be Konoha's weapon even though he was scorned by them. He still remembers the hateful stares, the whispers… the beatings… But thanks to Zenyatta he finally put that all behind him. If Konoha does come for him, he will not show any mercy, he is not their property.

Genji was also pleased to hear that both father and son are working to reform the Shimada clan into a nobler clan of shinobi. A clan that will work on striking down the wicked, it was here that Genji informed the reformed Overwatch of this. They were wary at first but they were mostly shocked that the cyborg ninja has a nephew.

"Do not let up your attack, nephew!"

"Hai!"

Naruto swung his sword with grace and skill while Genji blocked it. Naruto wielded a sword of his own design. Though its design was very traditional of that of a katana, it was far more technologically advanced in terms of the final phases of construction. The sword was forged by one of the last few remaining traditional swordsmiths in Japan, a swordsmith whose family has served the Shimada clan for many generations. Once the sword was forged, technology was used to turn it into a high-frequency blade. A high-frequency blade was a sword reinforced by a powerful alternating current and resonated at extremely high frequencies. This oscillation weakened the molecular bonds of anything it cut, thereby increasing its cutting ability. Striking, cutting, and thrusting attacks were performed with the blade, with the sharpened edge and point used for lethal attacks, and the blunt edge used as a clubbing weapon. Proficient users were also able to wield the blade with such accuracy and speed that they were able to deflect bullets.

Naruto's sword did not use a traditional sword mounting or the tsuba guard. Instead, it used polymers as the sword's tsuka, or hilt. But what made it so unique… was that the blade was red. Naruto wanted a sword forged in honor of his mother, and a red blade fit the bill.

"He has come a long way." Hanzo said as he drank some sake while sitting beside the omnic monk.

"You have brought him up well." Zenyatta said.

Hanzo grunted. "I only raised him these past seven years."

"But you have done more for him than anyone in his life." The monk reminded. "To him you are his father, and no one else. What his sire had done is unforgiveable, that much is certain. But at least he has learned to accept what and who he is. Just as you are at peace with yourself, so is your son."

"Thank you, sifu."

Zenyatta 'smiled' and nodded to the Shimada scion. "I am honored to have taught your son. Both he and Genji are my brightest pupils. He will do a great many things. Continue to guide him, Hanzo. I feel that his past is not yet finished with him. Hey may have found peace, but that does not mean that there won't be challenges he will have to face."

Hanzo nodded. "I will sifu. You have my word."

~oOo~

Three Months Later

At the age of seventeen, two years ago, Naruto finally got his clan markings. Just like his father before him, his entire left arm was covered in ink. With the Uzumaki swirl on his shoulder, the rest was the markings of the nine-tailed fox and a red dragon. He felt proud and happy that he had a clan. But right now, he was facing a tiny dilemma.

The Uzumaki scion huffed at the pamphlet. "This Beacon Academy seems inadequate. Once a huntsman loses their weapon they are defenseless. They are not even taught how to prepare themselves when they finally take a life."

"You will be there representing our clan, my son." Hanzo said as he sat at the table with his son, enjoying lunch together. The home they were in was his childhood home where he grew up with Genji when they were just boys. It was a house in Hanamura, a mild distance away from the Shimada castle. It was a house that has not been used in a very long time, not since their mother died. Now it is home to the father and son, where they will be staying. It would have been more homely if Kushina were there with them. And thus a picture of her sat on the table with them.

It had been months since the Shimada had been purged of every corrupt elder, and had since then began reforming their ideals to what it once was during the ancient times. Of course, the public eye still sees the Shimada as a wealthy business, owning several shops in Hanamura. Hanzo had agreed to Overwatch's request for Naruto to attend Beacon as a representative and foreign student. If they are to gain a friendly relationship with the organization, then this is their best chance. But Naruto will not be alone in this; he will be joining one other from the South Korean Mobile Exo-Force.

"Have faith, Naruto." Hanzo said as he eyed his son with amusement. "You are given a chance to show them what the Shimada clan is capable of."

Naruto pursed his lips. "I suppose that is one consolation. Beacon does have an exceptional academic program."

"See? Everything will work out."

"I hear that shinobi from the hidden lands will be there."

Hanzo did not react and just kept on eating his meal. "I will be there and so will your uncle. So you have no need to worry. Overwatch will not tolerate abductions, especially when it comes to relatives of one of their own."

"I will not show mercy should they try something." Naruto quietly declared.

The Shimada clan head nodded and quirked up his lips into a small smile. "I expect nothing less."

~oOo~

Twenty years ago, South Korea was attacked by a colossal omnic monstrosity that rose from the depths of the East China Sea. The massive, lumbering construct caused catastrophic damage to coastal cities before it was driven back beneath the waves. In response, the South Korean government developed a mechanized armored drone unit, called MEKA, to protect urban environments in future engagements with the omnic threat. Every few years the omnic would return, assaulting South Korea and its neighbors. The omnic learned from these encounters, often reconfiguring itself in a different form and appearing with new weapons and capabilities. Each incident ended in a stalemate, with the monstrosity defeated but not destroyed.

As the omnic continued to adapt, it eventually disrupted MEKA's drone-control networks, forcing the military to place pilots in the mechs. Scrambling to find suitable candidates, the government turned to the country's professional gamers, who possessed the necessary reflexes and instincts to operate the mechs' advanced weapons systems. A number of top stars were drafted, who now pilot MEKA's walkers in defense of their homeland. In a concession to the predilections of their new draftees, the government suspended certain military protocols and allowed them to customize their uniforms and mechs, as well as broadcast combat operations live.

One of these very pilots is Hana Song, known more by her online name D-Va. A former professional gamer, she was drafted into the military to pilot the mechs. Lately, she has begun streaming her combat operations to her adoring fans, and since then her views had reached the world, turning her into a worldwide sensation and global icon. Even Remnant has begun watching her streams, garnering her even more fame.

Shooting robots and taking down Talon mercenaries is nothing short of fun for her.

But for now she is being sent to Remnant to become a 'foreign student' and represent her nation.

Pulling the triggers and maneuvering her pink mech, she fired at the Talon mercenaries. She had just arrived at Tokyo where she will be meeting with several Overwatch officials, but the moment she stepped off of her plane, several armed men garbed in black had opened fire.

"Stupid griefers and gankers!" Hana spat in her native tongue as she kicked a Talon mercenary, sending him straight towards a cargo container. Turning her mech, she fired her mech's pair of arm mounted pulse cannons and unleashed a stream of continuous wave of energy bolts at her foe. Some were taken down while others took behind cover. "Ugh… these noobs are annoying!"

"Perhaps I can be of assistance?"

"Eh?" Hana turned her head and saw a shadowy figure wielding a red katana coming down on those mercenaries behind cover. All he heard next was screams and the gutting of flesh. Seeing this, she found a few mercenaries losing their cover. Grinning, she pulled the trigger took them out in one swipe.

The mysterious figure brought his sword down and finished off the last remaining Talon mercenary. Flicking his blade, he placed it back into its sheath slung onto his back. "D-Va in the flesh, a pleasure to finally meet you."

"Uh… yeah." Hana dismounted, revealing her long brown hair and pink eyes. The guy in front of her was definitely a ninja, and by the looks of it, his katana reminded her of Metal Gear Rising. The sword was red like Jetstream Sam's. "Thanks for the help I guess…"

The figure smiled as he emerged from the shadows, lowering his mask to reveal his whiskered face. "No problem. I'm Naruto… Shimada Naruto."

"Shimada?" Hana's brows rose at the name. "You're… but I thought most of them were wiped out?"

Naruto nodded. "Most of them were, yes. But it has been reformed by my father as he has now taken the seat of clan head."

"So you're Hanzo's son."

The shinobi nodded once more.

"Are those…"

"Yes… they're birthmarks."

"And…"

"Tattoos, yes… I have tattoos on my entire left arm."

"Uh…"

"I am being sent to Remnant at Overwatch's request."

"Me too!" Hana was happy that she wasn't going to be alone for her trip to Remnant, and her new friend isn't bad to look at either. Looking at his sleeveless arms she can tell he's a hard worker. Okay, he's hot! So what!?

"Is there something on my face?"

"Wha-?" Hana's face went beet red at the realization that she had been staring at him for a few minutes. "No, no, no, no! Just… happy that I'm not alone for this trip."

"Ah." Naruto nodded in understanding. "Well… is there anything else you need?"

"Oh no!" Hana waved her hands before bowing to him. "I think I got it. Thanks for the help… but I could have taken care of them myself."

"Ah… but I believe I you were having a little difficulty there."

The former professional gamer pouted and crossed her arms. "No I wasn't, I totally had them!"

Naruto smiled, making her feel more irritated. Seeing as she will be alright, he bowed to her. "Well then, it was a pleasure meeting you, D-Va. I will see you tomorrow."

At that he disappeared in a plume of smoke.

Hana gaped before stomping her foot, glaring at where Naruto used to be.

~oOo~

Naruto smiled as he stood on a building that overlooked where D-Va is. Lowering his hood, he was now revealed to have changed the color of his hair. Through a ritual, he had permanently changed the color of both his hair and eyes as he wanted to look closer to his mother and away from the man who had damned his life. From blond, he was now a redhead with violet eyes, just like his mother. It was also much longer now with him having tied it into a small ponytail.

Looking down, he could see D-Va's furious face. What he didn't tell her was that he was going to watch over her from the shadows and make sure that she got to where she is going to safely. There was no need to tell her that. She certainly wasn't bad to look… so that's always a plus in his books.

"KILL STEALING HACKER!"

She certainly has fire.

NA: I believe that is the start of a beautiful friendship… and perhaps more! Ah this is going to be fun.

Red haired Naruto, something that is rarely done but still plausible to do, I mean he just looks more like Kushina. By the way if you are wondering what kind of outfit he is wearing, just look up at my profile. Or… you can just look up the Mark of the Ninja outfit… darn good game.

Aside from this crossed with RWBY, it is interesting as to how similar the omnics and the faunus are.