A/N: Another update, another new posting. I know. I am terrible at consistently updating fics. But at least I haven't quit writing entirely. Hope you enjoy this new opening chapter.

Warning: Lime in chapter.

'The great gift of human beings is that we have the power of empathy, we can all sense a mysterious connection to each other.' (Meryl Streep)

Chapter one: Prologue.

It was a cold and rainy night in Gotham city, which was actually quite common in the crime-riddled city. A large bus drove down the road and passed through some creaking mettalic gates with the words 'Arkham Asylum' above, which was ominously illuminated by a flash of lightning. The bus' brakes squealed to a halt as some security guards and orderlies came out in raincoats to escort the new arrivals inside.

What could be considered a 'normal' transfer, was quite rare since it was Batman who frequently brought in the patients and inmates. One by one, the new arrivals stepped off the bus, their cuffs and chains clinking in the rain and against the ground with each step. After confirming their names and identities, a guard and orderly escorted their charge inside to be processed into the appropriate cell holding.

Finally, the last arrival stepped forward as a doctor named Penelope Young looked at her clipboard with one had while holding an umbrella with the other. "Naruto Uzumaki, age Fourteen. Born October tenth. Seems you're in here for murder. At your age? That's worriesom indeed. Don't worry, we'll get you the help you need. Recommended housing... Maximum security wing? A boy this age? Seems fishy." She muttered as her attention seemed split between the blonde boy and the papers on the clipboard. Sighing, she merely gestured for him to step forward.

The whiskered teen then followed her inside with a guard close behind him. This guard however seemed to have a prosthetic hook hand and a stern expression on his face, although Naruto could tell that the man was simply doing his job. So long as he didn't make trouble, the guard wouldn't bother him. Plain and simple.

The walk down the hallways was uneventful, the boy received the odd looks as expected of someone his age being incarcerated in an insane asylum. Although the female doctor seemed particulary distracted by his file, still puzzling over why he was meant for Maximum security, sure he killed somebody but he wasn't a serial killer like Zsazs or the Scarecrow.

Finally she turned to the boy and asked him point-blank "So why did you do it? Why kill your godfather?" She asked him, hoping to get to the bottom of his character and what drove him to be a killer.

"Was he ever really my godfather? And for the record... it was self-defense. He tried to chuck me off a cliff." He responded in an even tone, making it hard to tell if he was lying. According to his file, during his trial that was his sole defense. He claimed to have killed some man called 'Jiraiya' in self-defense when he was almost thrown off a cliff.

"Yes. That claim is here in your file, and it says you got bounced around a lot at home before you were sent here. Hopefully we can get all this cleared up. I'm sure this was all some big mistake. I... don't really think you're a murderer. Trust me... I have stared down pure evil here." She responded, in a genuinely sympathetic tone.

"Same here. Kid doesn't look that bad. Here's two pieces of advice from a prison guard. First, never cry in jail. Ever. It'll be like bleeding in the ocean and attracting sharks. Second, don't make any friends for the first few weeks or so. Get a reading on who you feel may be the least threatening to you before you start making any buddies." The guard spoke in a professional tone, although some sympathy could be seen in his eyes. His badge carrying the name 'Cash' on it.

"Appreciate it. I'll definitely remember that." The blonde promised in a grateful tone of voice, some small piece of him hoping that his friends back home would be able to get him out of this hell-hole. They were stopped when a new guard showed up, a scar across his eyes and a whiskey flask at his side. The stench of alcohol fresh on his breath.

"New orders from the Warden. The kid goes to the Special Security Ward where all the other freaks are." The guard spoke, his name badge reading as 'Boles'. His words making a look of concern appear on Cash's face and a look of horror on Dr. Young's.

"The Special Ward?! That's where Batman's gallery of Super criminals and other meta-humans are kept. If he's sent there... I don't think he'll last the week." Dr. Young spoke angrily, worried for the safety of her newest patient who was nothing more than a child.

Cash being a family man felt a much greater amount of sympathy for Naruto than any other inmate he had come across due to him still being a child and now it seemed the world had something against the boy, crossed his arms and glared darkly at Boles speaking in a clearly disdainful tone "The kid will be lucky if he lasts three whole days. You really want to stick him in there with the likes of Croc, Killer Frost, Dollface and all the other psychos?"

"Hey. I got orders straight from the Warden. Like it or not, that's where he is going. Don't like it? You're talking to the wrong guy. Take it up with old man Sharp." Boles replied in a disinterested tone, clearly unmoved by their concern or by what fate may befall the new inmate.

"Fine then, Mr. Cash... keep an eye on our new patient as long as you can." Dr. Young requested before breaking off into jog towards the direction of the Warden's office. With a still angry expression that never wavered from Boles' direction the two guards escorted the blonde towards his new home.

"Here's another piece of advice kid. Stay away from certain inmates in the Special ward. Most notably, The Joker, Victor Zsazs, Killer Croc, Dollface and... you know what? Just stay the hell away from EVERYBODY." Cash spoke with a warning. At long last, the blonde was deposited inside an empty cell that seemed to have been cleaned almost immaculately.

"Just try to make it through tomorrow. Me and the doc will get you out of this. Just sit tight. I have seen lot's of sick puppies come and go around here. You don't deserve this." Cash promised before departing with the other guard, the two soon argued which could be heard down the hall. Naruto could only sigh and climb up to the top cot, deep down... he wanted to scream and cry about how unfair his whole life was. But he wouldn't show any weakness, not yet at least. He would somehow survive this and get his revenge on the ones who tossed him into this nuthouse.

The Next morning.

Naruto awoke with a yawn as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, a loud buzzing noise echoing throughout the cell block that signaled it was morning. "Sleep well, Chamaco?" spoke a deep voice with an accent causing the boy to look up and see that he was sharing a cell with a hulking behomoth of a man wearing some kind of a mask that reminded him of wrestlers... what were they called again? Wait... Luchadors was the term.

"I slept I guess. Didn't know I was sharing a cell." The boy responded feeling a little small in this man's presence, since it seemed like he could be crushed inside those huge beefy arms like a toothpick.

"Neither did I, nino. And lo and behold! Here you are. I am called Bane. What is it they call you?" The now introduced Bane spoke in a surpisingly jovial voice despite his enormous stature.

"I'm Naruto Uzumaki." The whiskered teen replied bluntly as he hopped off his cot, thanking his lucky stars he didn't pick the bottom bunk, picturing the masked man crushing him beneath.

"Japanese then? Maelstrom, no? I like it. A name of strength." Bane responded with a chuckle as he stepped outside of the cell and gestured for the boy to join him. Not seeing any other option, Naruto followed him since he didn't sense any ill intentions from this guy.

"Thanks. Most people crack the 'fishcake' joke on me. By the way, I was told not to get chummy with anyone here for the first few weeks." The blonde stated with a small frown at the end of that last sentence, still unsure if it was a good idea to put his trust into this 'Bane' character.

"Good advice. I know a good way to judge a person to see if they're trustworthy. Do you know how to play chess nino?" The masked man asked as he walked down the hallway with the blonde following him since Bane knew his way around the joint while Naruto did not.

"A friend taught me how to play Shogi back home." the blonde responded, remembering how he and Shikamaru used to play together every now and again... and found it to be rather surprising how a game of Shogi could help you understand a person better.

"Ah, Shogi. Good. If you know how to play Shogi, it won't be hard to play Chess." The giant of a man replied as they entered the rec room where numerous other inmates were off doing their own thing to pass the time. Although for the most part, just about everyone in there seemed to be bored out of their minds... until their attention was caught by the newcomer.

"This is all, how you say? Old hat to us. We all know each other somehow or other, been in and out of asylum countless times. It is rare to see fresh faces here." Bane casually explained as he sat at a nearby table with a chess board, the attached metallic seating creaking slightly under his weight. The whiskered teen then sat across from him as the Luchador began assembling the pieces in their correct places.

"You go first nino. I will take it easy on you since you are first-timer." Bane offered, allowing the boy the make the first move. With a shrug, the blonde picked up a pawn and moved it ahead two spaces.

"What are you in here for nino? You seem too young to be hardened criminal." Bane asked as he too moved a pawn forward, but only by one space.

"Self-defense. Guy tried to throw me off a cliff. Court system screwed me over." The blonde replied in a blunt manner, giving the shortest possible version of his story as he and Bane took turns moving their pawns forward.

"That's all? Then why are you in here with people like us then Chamaco?" Bane asked as he captured one of his opponent's pieces.

Naruto mimicked the diagonal movement of Bane's pawn and captured one for himself and then replied "Beats me. The Warden had me stuck in here. I don't know why, but it seems EVERYONE wants to mess with my life."

"I doubt that nino. No one receives special treatment. Life is unfair, no?" Bane spoke with a hearty chuckle as he moved a Bishop... but he stopped midway when he saw a flash of genuine anger on the whiskered teen's face.

"You think I don't know that? I never got to experience what it was like to have a family, about eighty percent of my friends are of the female adult variety but they're all too busy with their jobs to spend any real time with me. My education was shit since every last one of my teacher's did everything they could to ignore me or pass me around. And then some perverted old guy tried tossing me off a bottomless cliff, and then after I killed him, I was told he was supposed to be my fucking godfather, who I didn't even know existed! Of course life isn't fair, but when did I ever get a fair chance? And it's all because of the circumstances of my birth that I get treated like this." The blonde ranted rather angrily, before he stopped and realized that he'd gotten the attention of all the other inmates.

A few of them seemed ready to burst out into laughter, until a deep guttural voice stamped out any chance of that "Nobody laugh at the kid. I know exactly how he feels." Spoke another giant, of a more... less than human variety. This creature seemed to be some kind of hybrid between a crocodile and a man due to his sharp teeth, his glowing reptillian eyes, and of course his massive scale covered hide.

"Take it from me kid, I know how it feels not to be given a fair shot. I mean... take a good look at me." The croc Hybrid spoke as he stood to his full height, which almost seemed to dwarf even Bane at this time. The creature's head lightly bumping against the ceiling earning a growl of annoyance.

"Wow... that's actually kinda neat there big guy. Are you a croc that became human, or a human that became a croc?" The boy asked in a completely innocent manner, earning him some odd looks. For a few moments, the reptillian creature's mouth hanged open as he seemed genuinely stumped by that question... until he burst out in a fit of laughter.

"You know kid... you're actually okay. I never thought about that. The names Killer Croc." Croc spoke with with a toothy grin as he extended his hand out to the boy, who reached out and shook it, somehow uncaring that Killer Croc could rip his arm out with one quick jerk.

"Nice to meet you Croc. I am Naruto Uzumaki." The boy responded, feeling a certain kind of kinship to this creature. Call it a connection between outcasts. Meanwhile, Croc was genuinely moved by the boy's innocent nature, not remembering the last time he had been treated with common decency as though he were 'normal'. It actually felt nice. Croc then rose up as much as his height would allow and turned to the other inmates.

"All right ya meatsacks, listen up! I like this here kid. Ya mess with him, I'll kill you and eat you up." Croc announced loudly, with Bane also voicing his approval.

"Si, the boy be under my protection as well. Any of you dare to harm him, I will break you!" Bane yelled and slammed his fist against the wall for emphasis.

"Whoa, whoa. You guys are looking out for me now? You barely even know me." Naruto spoke in genuine surprise, these were supposed to be hardened criminals? It didn't really seem that way right now.

"Don't care. You got heart kid. I can tell." Croc announced as he sat on the floor, glaring at the likes of one Victor Zsazs who seemed like he was contemplating on making a shiv to murder the boy since the scarred killer had a 'Hungry eyes' look.

"Si amigo. Unlike a number of these fools, we are capable of honor! You should not be locked up with the animals. No offense meant to you Senor Croc." The masked man spoke, and sent a small apology towards Croc for the 'animal' comment.

"It's cool." The reptillian hybrid responded in an uncaring manner. Soon it seemed like all the other inmates were staring at the boy like a piece of meat.

"Never cry in prison... I'm guessing that also applies to other emotions too." Naruto responded, now feeling very much unsafe, even with his two newfound bodyguards.

"Si, Chamaco. They all now want a piece of you. It is unsafe for you here." Bane responded in an even tone, his eyes skimming over the other inmates.

"We gotta get ya out of here kid. Or you'll be dead... or wishing you were." Croc spoke in a blunt manner, making the whiskered teen suddenly feel a small chill running up and down his spine.

"Ideas on how to get me out of here? Something tells me that even with you two around, I may not make it through the day. We all know what happens if you drop the soap!" Naruto whispered to his new companions.

"Got one. It's laundry day. Could smuggle you to a low-risk wing." Killer Croc offered since it was the most present oppurtunity. With both Bane and Naruto nodding in agreement at that idea. Best get started right away before somebody did something nasty to the boy.

Later.

"Does this actually work?" Asked Naruto as he hopped into a cart full of washed laundry, while both Bane and Croc dumped a bunch of the prison's jumpsuits down on him to hide him from sight.

"For an adult? No. But I doubt the guard's will be looking for you Chamaco. Besides, this cart is marked for Block C, very low-risk wing. Small-timers really, you'll be much safer there than in here." Bane replied in a reassuring voice. The sounds of footsteps were heard outside, likely belonging to whoever was coming for the pickup.

"Godspeed to you Nino, I hope we meet again soon." Bane spoke as both he and Croc retreated down the hall away from the approaching footsteps. Knowing that it wouldn't be good if they were seen hanging around the prison's laundry.

Two guards walked in, with one of them speaking "Okay, last one of the day. Damn, these carts are so old that the paint's wearing off. Sometimes the darn things get mixed up because of that. Which one was this for again?" the idle chatter made the blonde's eyes widen as he wondered if the cart he was in right now was misread by Bane.

"Block D. Female only block. Sharp's too friggin' stingy to update anything around here. Asshole wants to be some bigshot mayor." spoke another guard as one of them began pushing the cart to it's intended destination.

"Wait... these jumpsuits are for women? How'd they end up in the Special ward?" Asked the first guard out of curiosity as Naruto hoped that the female section was also of the low-risk kind.

"You idiot, you think these things are gender specific? They're meant to be gender neutral since Arkham has a mixed population, it's not hard to get them mixed up sometimes. Although, I hear a few inmates need to get these things custom-made, like Bane or Croc. You seen those guys? They're fucking huge!" The second guard replied while they continued to chatter away with each other. After a few minutes of keeping still, the cart came to a halt.

A female voice then spoke "We'll take it from here boys." And then the cart began moving once again making Naruto realize it must have been handed off to some Female guards. Made sense since his current destination was an all female cell block. After a short ride, the female guard announced the arrival of freshly cleaned jumpsuits.

"Uh oh." Naruto muttered quietly, wondering what would happen if he were discovered. This whole plan had now gone clean out of the window at this point, and he would likely be sent back into the Special ward once again. Finally the cart came to a last stop, and he heard the guard leave the room. Peeking through the pile of jumpsuits he noticed that he was alone and it sounded like no one else was in here. Perhaps he could find another way out of here? He slowly climbed out of the cart and sighed... until he came face to face with a figure who's head resembled a crimson skull.

"AAAAAAAGH! A GHOUL!" The blonde screamed in terror, only to faint on his feet and then fall to the floor. Above him stood a female figure, what was odd about her was the lack of skin covering her body allowing one to see her muscle and flesh.

"Oh dear." She whispered to herself as she looked over the boy... then she grabbed him by his feet and dragged him away into the darkest confines of Arkham Asylum.

Later.

"Wow... what a nightmare. I dreamt that I was in... oh shit." Naruto muttered as he found himself seemingly underground, more specifically in some kind of basement or maybe a boiler room of some kind. He was currently resting on a worn matress that had some blankets and pillows that looked like they had seen much better days.

And then from the shadows came that horrifying visage again, making his jaw drop to the floor and his eyes widen into saucers. She looked down at him for a few long moments before simply uttering a single word "Hello."

"Umm... Hi... sorry that I uhh... screamed like that and called you a Ghoul before. You... erm... kinda scared me." He muttered an apology, trying not to stare at her face... or lack thereof.

"Jane sorry. Jane didn't mean to scare you. Jane is quite scary looking." She replied, repeatedly referring to herself in the third person, making Naruto wonder if that was a mental tick of some kind.

"Jane, is it? Where am I right now?" He asked as he got up from the mattress and strained his eyes to see in the dark since his eyes hadn't fully adjusted, he spotted the shape of a light switch and tried to flick it on... only for Jane to stop him by gently pushing his hand back down.

"No lights. Guards will see. You are beneath Arkham in an old boiler room. Guards rarely pass by here anymore, but can't be too careful. Why did you smuggle yourself into the Female ward?" She asked him as she produced a bottle of water and presented it to the whiskered teen.

"Not by choice. It was all an accident. And I wasn't trying to get into the Female Ward. I was trying to get out of the Special ward." He explained as he twisted off the cap and drank some of the water he was given.

"Special ward? That's a bad place to be. Lot's of bad people in there. Why were you in there? Are you a bad person too?" She asked him, hoping to understand his story a bit better.

"The quickest version is that the Warden stuffed me in there for whatever reason. I met and somehow became fast friends with Bane and Killer Croc who got me out. And... I don't really think I'm a bad person, at least, not bad enough to deserve being in this shithole called an Asylum." He responded with a deep sigh before returning the water bottle to Jane.

"Warden is bad. Greedy. Wants to be Mayor. But hides dark secrets. It makes for good leverage." She spoke, a smile forming on her crimson visage.

"Secrets? What kind of secrets? You trying to hint at something?" He asked her with growing interest, prompting Jane to vanish into the darkness of the boiler room, and then return with a handheld camcorder. She opened it up and began playing some footage, showing an old man beating an inmate to death.

"Warden Sharp kills inmates, every chance he gets. Was saving this for the right oppurtunity. Jane will help you, and you will help Jane in future. Deal little friend?" She asked him with a malicious grin forming.

"Deal. My name is Naruto Uzumaki by the way. One problem... how am I even going to get close to the Warden without being tossed back into the Special ward again?" He asked in concern since his previous escape plan had been botched by some unlucky circumstances.

"Leave that to Jane. Jane Doe knows Arkham very well. Many ways to get around if one knows how." She responded as she retreated into the dark again where the sounds of fabric rustling could be heard.

"Thanks... but why help me at all? The first thing I did when I saw you was scream in terror and faint." He asked her while crossing his arms, finding it extremely odd how he is quickly gaining unexpected allies amongst the inmates.

"Children aren't supposed to be in Arkham. Children are alien here. They don't belong here. It is like throwing a lamb into a den of predators. Jane Doe hopes that by helping little friend, then Jane may feel... happy knowing that Jane can be good person if she tries. Plus, little friend will owe Jane Doe a huge favor. Call it an investment." she answered him and then returned in the uniform of a female guard with a badge, her head now featuring the same face as on the badge itself.

"Whoa... you a shapechanger or something? That why you don't have a face?" He asked out of innocent curiosity as he tilted his head to the side.

"Jane good at taking other's appearance, by force if need be. Jane is a serial killer, seeking an identity where she can be happy. Jane once tried using faces of Doctors and Guards to leave Arkham, but they started living on-site so that Jane couldn't leave. This one she has used for the longest time, no suspicions yet. Very useful. You ready to go little friend?" She asked him and then held out her hand. He took it and nodded, surprised that he had gained an ally in a Serial killer.

But then... he was certain that stranger things had happened before. And if it meant he could make it through the day and continue living, then it was fine by him.

Minutes later.

Quincy Sharp sat in his office drinking some rather expensive scotch, sighing as Dr. Young raised quite a large fuss just yesterday about that little Chinese boy that was sent into the Special ward. After some time spent arguing with the doctor, she stormed off claiming she would be back, with a lawyer if need be to keep the lad safe. The truth was, Sharp was payed a rather generous amount by some overseas associates that requested for the boy to never see daylight again. An easy request since the Special Ward was full of degenerates like Scarecrow, Zsazs, and so on.

A knocking sound was heard at the door prompting him to call out for them to enter, although he hoped it wasn't Doctor Young again. Instead it was a female guard escorting that Chinese boy inside, she saluted and spoke in a professional tone "Found the brat trying to smuggle himself out of the Special ward and into the Female ward, likely trying to escape sir. I'll be outside if you need me." She then clicked her heels, saluted and then disappeared out the door to give them some privacy... and to help Sharp feel at ease so his lips would loosen without a witness around.

"Ah. I see. Nice try my boy, but it isn't that easy to escape from Arkham." Sharp announced as he stepped forward with his cane in hand, glaring down at the teenager.

"Warden Sharp I presume? Nameplate on the door said so. Gotta ask, why'd you stick me inside the Special ward with some of the most dangerous criminals around?" Naruto asked with a frown, wishing to know why the warden did such a thing.

"Some new friends from overseas paid me a rather egregious amount of money to ensure your misery and potential end. The very same people who sent you here in the first place, I imagine. The money was too good to ignore and will be an excellent boost for my mayoral campaign. Not that concerns an uneducated Chinese urchin like you." Sharp boldly declared, obviously believing himself to be superior to the boy.

"Chinese? I am Japanese. Please get it right. And seriously, why is it that political fat-cats in power seem to always have it out for me? What the hell did I ever do to... never mind. More important things need to be taken care of. Gotta ask, what would happen if the Arkham staff found out what you did behind the scenes?" The blonde asked with a knowing smile, causing the warden to pause slightly before resuming his pacing about.

"Whatever do you mean?" He asked, feigning ignorance to the question.

"Well, I made some new friends in here too. And one of them has footage of you murdering inmates when no one else is looking. Anything happens to me, and they'll leave the footage where it can be easily found and viewed by the staff. Just think, you'll be dragged out of your fancy chair, through the mud and into a courtroom, and your entire mayoral campaign if not your life will almost immediately fall apart." The blonde spoke with a victorious smile, knowing he had the warden in a stranglehold, as evidenced by the man sweating profusely and his entire body language changing to that of a fearful and whimpering coward.

"N-no! Anything but that! I'll do anything you ask!" Sharp pleaded, and dropped to his knees to beg, making the blonde boy sneer in disgust at the sight of this pathetic little man.

"I want out of Arkham. I want my freedom. Get me out of this shithole called an Asylum, right now." Naruto demanded, almost growling as he stared down the pompous man.

"Of course! Anything you want! But it will take some time. A few days at least before I can secure your release. There's a process." The Warden tried to explain, fearing for his career and his future attempt at being mayor.

"I don't care. Just get it done. And if that's the case, put me somewhere where I don't have to worry about getting murdered or ass-raped until I'm released. And remember old man, me and my friends are very superstitious, if anything happens to me. Some unlucky accident, a suicide, or anything terrible in general, then my friends will ensure that footage of your crimes shall be seen by everyone. Get the picture?" Naruto asked in a threatening tone, his icy stare making the warden feel as though he were speared through the heart just now.

"Yes! Yes! Nothing shall happen! I swear! But... the only other available cell that may be of some comfort will be in the Female Ward after Jane Doe vanished... again. We still have yet to locate her." The warden explained, making Naruto look over his shoulder to see his disguised accomplice had been listening at the door the entire time. She smiled and gave him a sharp nod of approval.

"Ah what the hell? I'll take it then. If I need anything else from you, I'll be sure to let ya know. Guard!" Naruto called out, prompting the false Guard to come back inside to escort the boy out, she said nothing but gave a look of amusement as she guided him to her cell, leaving behind an almost sobbing Warden Sharp.

The Next Day.

"Huh. Cushy." Naruto mumbled to himself as he got up from his newfound bedding, which proved to be much more comfortable than the cots from the cell he shared with Bane. It made him wonder if the female populace of the Asylum were given some kind of special treatment in hopes of getting sexual favors. He shrugged and then started to stretch out his limbs... until he felt a number of eyes watching him.

Turning to the cell door, he noticed that he'd already gained the attention of several female inmates. One of them with blue hair and pale skin giving off a wolf whistle. "Well hello there, Darling. What brings you in here?" Asked a woman with vibrant red hair and pale green skin as she tapped her cheek with a lone finger.

"Long and short of it? I blackmailed the Warden for a cell outside the Special Security Ward. This one, was the only one open. If you ladies don't mind, I'll just be here for a few days and then I'll be released. Sorry for any inconvenience." He spoke while sheepishly rubbing his head, blushing from some of the stares he was receiving.

"Ohmigawsh! He's sooooo cyuuuuuuute!" Squealed a blonde haired female who hopped inside and started pinching at his cheeks, most specifically the whiskered parts.

"Harley? Down girl. Let the darling breathe." The green skinned woman spoke and then pulled the blonde girl back, releasing Naruto from the torment of cheek pinching.

"But Ivyyyyyy, look at those adorable whisker marks! He looks like a cute widdle fox!" The woman called Harley whined, starting to shed some crocodile tears as she tried reaching for her fellow blonde again.

"Agreed on the adorable part. But his whiskers remind me more of a lost little kitty." Spoke a black-haired female that walked inside with a swagger that reminded the boy of a feline, she then cupped his chin in her hand and let out a low purring sound before stroking one of his trademark whiskers.

"Don't mind Harley. She's quite... exciteable. We don't get many new faces in here, much less of the masculine type. My name is Selina Kyle, expert Cat-burglar and also known as Catwoman. The bubbly blonde is Harley Quinn, and the sultry redhead is Poison Ivy." Selina introduced them before letting go of Naruto's chin and pulling Harley out of his cell to give him some space, much to the ex-Shrink's annoyance.

"And I'm Killer Frost. Nice to meet ya. We all kinda have a bet going on here, wondering what you're in for. Selina thinks you might be a fellow Cat-burglar. Quinn thinks you beat up some Politician's third newphew's son with a pipe or a bat. Ivy thinks you may like to burn stuff. And I think you might be one of those guys who 'knows too much', if you get what I mean. So what's on your rap sheet?" The Bluenette asked him with a smirk, resting her head in her open palm as she leaned against the wall.

"On paper, Murder. But it was actually self-defense. Court system screwed me. And please, my name is Naruto Uzumaki." Naruto summarized in a bored manner, getting a little tired of having to explain why he was even in Arkham.

"Damn. Hey Cheshire! Looks like you win this one!" Frost yelled down the hall, causing a young woman with olive colored skin and bushy black hair to appear.

"Take it from an assassin, I knew he had blood on his hands." The young woman referred to as 'Cheshire' spoke with a somewhat triumphant smile.

"All right then... wait, what did you bet exactly? I'm guessing you don't get a lot of contraband to gamble with around here." Naruto asked with a curious expression while crossing his arms slightly.

"True enough. Which is why you were the prize." Cheshire replied as she grabbed him by the collar and then dragged him out of his cell, leaving behind the other female inmates to groan at their loss.

"Uhh, Cheshire right? You can let go now. I'm not a pet or anything you can just pull around on a leash." The blonde groaned in some dismay, feeling slightly humiliated for being dragged around. He was supposed to be a ninja for crying out loud!

"Would it be so bad to be a pet? You'd get to sleep and eat all day, and get all the affection and love you could possibly want from your Owner." The female assassin quipped with a smile that seemed rather befitting of a Cheshire cat.

"Okay, I'll give you that one. But what are you actually going to do with me?" The whiskered teen asked, looking over his shoulder up at his newest associate.

"Well... I might have a few ideas. The day is young, prison time is slow time, and I have some things I need to confirm." She replied with a small smile, making the boy wonder what she meant by that last line. What was it she needed to confirm?

For now, it may be a good idea to just go along with her. He didn't really sense any malicious intent from her, or any of the females on this block really. Much like when he interacted with Bane, Killer Croc and Jane Doe. It was almost as if he could feel their emotions and felt some kind of a strange connection with each of them. What was happening? Why was it he was making friends and allies inside of a few short days in an asylum, when it took him his entire childhood to make any friends in Konoha?

He was snapped out of his musing when Cheshire opened a set of door, revealing another boiler room, although this one was much hotter than the one that Jane Doe had been using as a hideaway. Guess this boiler room was used much more or was just more active.

"Why are we in here? And seriously, how is it you people can just walk around wherever you like?" The blonde asked in a dead-pan tone, since it was obvious a number of inmates could walk around wherever they wanted without any guard interference.

"In reverse, most of the guards are too lazy and won't bother dealing with us unless there is a fight or an escape attempt. And we are here to train, you are a ninja from the Elemental Nations, am I correct?" She answered him and then unzipped her jumpsuit, letting it pool around her ankles leaving her in only her undergarments.

"Umm, yeah. For some reason, most people don't even know about the Elemental Nations... come to think of it, I don't think I even mentioned being from there. So how did you know? And did you seriously need to strip down?" He asked with a large blush forming on his cheeks from the heat of the active boiler and from seeing a half-naked woman.

"Well, it is much easier to move around without this horrible orange getup. What's wrong? Does it bother you to be in the presence of a female like myself? Do you feel all hot and bothered because of the hormones in your body? And as for how I know... that's my little secret." She replied with a coy smile, almost as if she were amused by his flustered state. Placing her arms behind her head and adopting a sexy pose to further tease him.

Shaking his head and trying to ignore the heat growing in his body, the blonde asked in order to change the subject "So what's the training exactly?"

"Stealth training of course. I am an assassin after all. I'll make things more interesting by making a game of it. A game of tag to be more precise. If you manage to find and tag me once, then I shall be your slave during your time here. But if I win by tagging you three times, then you must be my slave until you leave Arkham. Deal?" She asked him, stalking closer to him, like a predator toying with it's prey before the kill.

"High stakes. And why the handicap? I only have to tag you once to win." He replied while crossing his arms, gulping slightly when her face was but a few inches from his. Some droplets of sweat forming on her skin from the boiler's heat and the stuffy air.

"High stakes indeed, which makes it more fun. And I am a highly trained assassin, you are still young. You must still be a rookie. Even if, on the slight chance that I lose, perhaps we can still gain some mutual enjoyment. Now, unless you want to lose inside a minute, I suggest you discard the jumpsuit. It'll be easier to hide in the dark without it." She replied before drawing back and disappearing within the shadows.

For some reason, this game reminded him of when he and Anko would do some Survival training in the Forest of Death, she would always win of course, but it was still fun. Time to do the Snake Mistress proud. He unzipped his jumpsuit and kicked it off, quickly dashing towards the nearest hiding spot in the dark. He crouched down and listened very carefully for any sounds of movement since it was rather hard to see with what little illumination came from the boiler.

Without any luck finding her, he decided to move on, lest she discover his current hiding place. He barely made it three steps and was then shoved to the ground by Cheshire who vanished as quickly as she appeared. "You breathe and walk a bit too loudly. I could easily slit your throat if you were an enemy." She spoke out, although it sounded like her voice was coming from everywhere making it impossible to pinpoint her new hiding spot.

The blonde thought for a moment, knowing that there was no way he'd be able to find her and win at this rate. It then came to his mind, that in order to win, he would need to play dirty. And he still had one thing she didn't. Sheer numbers. He quickly ran through some hand-signs and whispered "Shadow Clone Jutsu."

A large cloud of smoke appeared and in place stood a small crowd of Naruto's all bearing smirks on their faces. As they spread about the boiler room to find their prey. In the darkness, Cheshire smirked at his desire for victory, even if it meant cheating. But then... there were no specific rules in place. She looked up and decided it would be better to take to the high ground and wait out his clones. The real one would soon reveal himself.

"I found her!" Came the shout of a clone that was hidden in a blind-spot she hadn't paid attention to. Cursing her lapse in awareness, she tried to make a dash for it... only to be quickly dog-piled by the clones who pinned her to the ground.

"Seems I'm a bit out of practice." She muttered to herself with a small smirk, guess that's what happens when you get a bit too comfy sitting around in a cell and getting three square meals a day. Another Naruto then appeared in front of her and then touched her on the nose with a large grin.

"Boop. You're tagged. I win." He spoke and then the clones instantly popped out of existence in puffs of smoke. Shaking her head slightly in amusement, she got up and stretched out her limbs a bit.

"All right. I concede defeat. And I'm a woman of my word. What shall your first command be, my master?" She asked with a small bow, her eyes never leaving his face. And it seemed like his cheeks were a deep shade of red, that was visible even in the dark.

"You said something about being an assassin right? I wouldn't put it past the warden to try something against me, so until I'm out of here, help keep me safe and all that, yeah?" The blonde requested earning a nod from the Kunoichi. She then sauntered up to him and pressed her bust to his chest, her face just as red as his own as thick droplets of sweat rolled down her smooth olive skin.

Lime starts. (Go to Next bold line, if you want to skip.)

"Anything... else?" She asked, beginning to pant a bit making her chest heave slightly as she applied more pressure to him, until he was stuck between the stone wall and her hot flesh. "You have a sexy and gorgeous woman as a slave. You sure you don't want to lord it over me? Or take some advantage of the situation?" She asked him as her sweat began to soak through her undergarments a bit, making them stick to her body.

Without another word, the two locked lips. Heatedly making out, with Chesire shoving her tongue into his mouth and entwining it with his own, she then began to grind her body against his, making her bra slip off her chest slightly. Growling in frustration, she ripped it off and flung it away somewhere. Her hand lowering down until it cupped his crotch, feeling a bulge forming in his boxers. "Want me to do something about that?" She asked him with a hungry look in her eyes as they changed into a dull pink color. Almost as though she were in some kind of a trance.

He could only nod in confirmation as his eyes changed into a deep crimson with black-slit pupils. She tore down his boxers and grabbed his cock in her hand, admiring that despite his age he was at an impressive nine inches. She spat on his cock and began rubbing it up and down with her hand to lube it up with her saliva. Her free hand cupping his balls and giving them a firm squeeze making him groan slightly in a mix of pain and pleasure. "Don't worry master. I'll show you a good time." she spoke with a low purr as she sensually kissed his testicles and then brought his cock towards her mouth.

Inch by inch, she slowly swallowed his dick to adjust to his girth. Until at last she completely took him inside her mouth, her hot and wet insides making him shudder as she began bobbing her head back and forth. Some strands of hair sticking to her face as she moaned around his shaft, sending pleasurable vibrations into it. It wasn't long until she felt it start to swell up a bit, signaling he was about to reach his climax.

With a low growl, his semen began to fill up her mouth, making her cheeks puff out as she tried to swallow down his seed as quickly as possible. The blonde then grabbed her head and pulled out, causing leftover semen to spill onto her breasts. Then he growled and bit down hard on her neck, breaking the skin and drawing out blood that filled his mouth. Instead of a cry of pain, a lewd satisfied moan escaped Cheshire's lips. When the whiskered teen pulled back, instead of being a bite mark, there was a tatoo of a fox with nine tails, sitting in the crook of her neck.

Lime end.

"Damn. Is that what it's like to have a slave?" He asked more to himself as he pulled his boxer's back up. Almost wishing that it didn't have to end when he left Arkham. Cheshire rubbed the crook of her neck where he had bitten her and stood up with a slightly dazed look, as if she was coming off of a high.

"You know... there may be a place for you in the organization I represent. The League of Assassins. If you prove yourself worthy, you may become the successor to the Demon's head." She offered with a serene smile, knowing that he had the potential after giving him that small test earlier.

"Sounds interesting. And it might just be up my alley. Think your boss can help get my friends out of here, and help me get some revenge back home?" The blonde asked with a devious grin as his eyes faded back into a sky blue color.

"It could definitely be possible. I suggest you spend your time in here wisely. If you make more 'friends', you could find yourself with an army of powerful beings. Maybe I could help you get more familiar with the female population?" She offered as she rubbed his shoulders a bit, almost as if she craved his touch for some unknown reason. He nodded in agreement, feeling more of a kinship to some of the inmates here in Arkham than most other people. Likely for the same reason he felt a connection to Anko... they were all outcasts in some way or other.

Meanwhile.

"This really him?" Asked a guard as they wheeled a bodybag down the cold halls of Arkham, the tag on the toe reading 'Ra's al Ghul'. The doctor with him merely nodded in confirmation that this was really man himself, who was most likely one of Batman's most dangerous foes. Rumor had it, that Ra's had something called Lazarus pits that could revive him, even after death. Sounded like a load of bull, even by Arkham's standards. They deposited the bodybag into the open storage locker and slid it inside.

Before they could shut the door, the doctor's pager buzzed and he checked it to see what needed to be done next. "Leave him. Dr. Young need me to transfer Bane to the lower levels. Ra's isn't going anywhere." The doctor spoke as he departed to oversee the Venom user's transfer.

"Yeah, I'm needed to help put Killer Croc in the sewers, I heard he nearly killed Zsazs. If you ask me, I would have let him eat Zsazs and then worry about locking him down there afterwards." The guard replied with a sigh. It was gonna be a really busy night.

"No kidding. I hear they prepped a special isolation cell for Poison Ivy to block out her pheromones. Worse, we have an influx of Blackgate inmates coming here, and word has it that the Batman is on his way with the Joker. God... they don't pay me enough to deal with all these animals." The doctor complained with a sigh. Uknown to him... the night had only just begun and was far from over.

End chapter one.