The Scion of Hentai
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This fic is an experiment of sorts. It's what I'd call 'interactive fiction'. Starting from the next chapter on, this'll start to get humorous, very much so. You guys can send in questions and what not that you'd like to ask the characters. there's no boundaries on what you can ask, hell, you can even ask them to dance if you want. It'd be cool to make Sasuke do a little jig from time to time xd
Naruto lay bleeding profusely onto the darkened earth, his once pristine body now disfigured and broken with numerous wounds dotting its surface, each more grievous that the last. The world seemed so dull to his aquamarine eyes at that moment, life losing the radiant lustre it once possessed, transforming itself into a bleak, empty existence. And yet the blonde couldn’t help but smile at the twists of fate.
Beside him lay the once self-proclaimed avenger Sasuke Uchiha, pools of blood seeping from the fist-sized hole defacing his stomach. His trademark Sharingan eyes were in their sealed form, the two dark orbs slowly losing their light as the life trickled away from the Uchiha.
The smell of blood and sweat mixed with dust and charred earth permeated the air around them, a less than divine scent to mark one’s final memories of life.
The two rivals lay silent within the confines of a gigantic crater, a result of the dual Tailed-Beast-Bomb and Amaterasu Flare that managed to fell Madara Uchiha and the Juubi, allowing the Shinobi Alliance to seal the legendary Uchiha alongside the mythical beast in one go. The sounds of the Alliance’s deafening cheers echoed from the distance, penetrating through the veils of dust and grime that clouded their view.
“Heh….teme…..guess this……is it…” said Sasuke, his voice no louder than a whisper.
“Shut up….dobe……I’ll be….the judge…..of when it’s t-…*cough*…….time…to pass on….” muttered Naruto, a weak smile adorning his blemished face.
“S-sasuke….” began Naruto, his voice raspy and hard, “why…..why’d you help….me?” asked Naruto, his body growing numb as his grip on consciousness weakened.
“…..s-sorry…teme…..I don’t…think we have...th-……the time…..to recount that..” answered the raven with a smile before he summoned the last of his energy to raise his fist towards Naruto.
“Come on Na-Naruto…..let’s give….Sakura and…..Kakashi…..something to…..cry over….”
The blonde’s eyes visibly lightened at the gesture, his arm weakly dragging itself over towards the raven’s where the two fists collided in an almost child-like display of friendship.
A few hundred meters away, on the very edge of the crater stood a group of Alliance shinobi led by Kakashi and Gai peering through the murky fog of grime in search for their hero.
It would only be a matter of minutes before they found them dead, two heroes where they came looking for one. Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha, killed whilst trying to defend what they believed to be peace and honour.
Their names would never be forgotten to the world, becoming the very basis of legends, the duo that fought the Juubi itself. Thus was how Naruto accomplished a lifelong goal of having his strength acknowledged and how Sasuke redeemed the name of his clan and himself.
However, if you believe this story is over, you are quite mistaken. Hell, this is merely where the story begins!
The blonde awoke dizzy and confused, his body nothing more than a massive compilation of pain and suffering. His legs felt afire and his head throbbed with what felt like result of the voices of a thousand irritated Irukas’ using the Chuunin’s devastating ‘Head Expansion Scolding Technique’.
“Ughh…..” moaned Naruto as he rose unsteadily onto his feet, one arm folded across his face to shield his eyes from the harsh light that surrounded him.
“Oi, teme, how long do you think you’re gonna be lying around like a piece of useless garbage?” questioned a smug voice that Naruto was all too familiar with.
His pains and throbs forgotten in an instant, the blonde opened his crystal blue eyes despite the annoyance only to find a smiling Sasuke Uchiha seated across him on what looked like a white block, his pale skin accentuated by the light bouncing off of him.
“S-sasuke!?” hollered Naruto with a mixture of surprise and confusion to his voice.
“B-but you died! I mean, we died! Didn’t we?”
“Hmph, look around Naruto and tell me what you think.”
Abiding by the suggestion, the bewildered blonde took a few moments to scan the surrounding area, taking in every minute detail or lack of detail as was the case, only to be left with more questions than when he’d started.
An overwhelming sense of vulnerability filled Naruto as he eyed the expanse of white that stretched endlessly before him. A stark white plain with nothing, not even a hill to fill it. The only two surfaces the blonde could find that even rose a few centimetres above the white, marble like ground were the two slabs on which he and Sasuke had presumably been sleeping on.
“What the hell? What is this? Where are we?” question the blonde, incredulous.
“I don’t have the faintest clue.” answered Sasuke. “I awoke little less than ten minutes before you and everything was……white.”
“Indeed it is. Wonderful isn’t it?” asked a voice from behind the duo.
Answering to their trained shinobi reflexes, Naruto and Sasuke immediately swerved around, arms locked into fighting positions and ready for whatever obstacle this new world had to offer.
To their surprise, the being that they were left facing looked no more a threat than a new-born rabbit. A strange man with pink slicked-back hair, pale-white skin and donning a bright pink suit that stood out against the white backdrop faced them, a look of amusement stretched across his cleanly shaven face.
“Hello Sasuke-kun, it’s quite the pleasure to meet with your presence so soon after your first visit. Oh, and you come bearing gifts! Who’s this fine example of a man you come bearing with you?” questioned the man, a peculiarly discomforting tone to his voice.
“S-sasuke? You know this guy?” asked Naruto as he eyed the newcomer with more than a bit of anxiety, confused by the turn of events.
“Y-yes….you could say that....though he looks different....this time around.” answered Sasuke, stunned though managing to retain his composure almost immediately, thankful for his Uchiha upbringing for that.
“What’s the wierdo’s name?” questioned the abrasive Naruto, his mouth unshackled without the presence of Sakura’s fist to beat more polite wordings into him.
The raven stood silent for a moment, his eyes taking in all they could about the man before him, his every movement, every twitch recorded under his gaze. “His name……is Death.”
A Game Called Death
Chapter 1
The Man in the Strange Pink Suit
Author Notes
Chapter 1
The Man in the Strange Pink Suit
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Author Notes
This fic is an experiment of sorts. It's what I'd call 'interactive fiction'. Starting from the next chapter on, this'll start to get humorous, very much so. You guys can send in questions and what not that you'd like to ask the characters. there's no boundaries on what you can ask, hell, you can even ask them to dance if you want. It'd be cool to make Sasuke do a little jig from time to time xd
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Naruto lay bleeding profusely onto the darkened earth, his once pristine body now disfigured and broken with numerous wounds dotting its surface, each more grievous that the last. The world seemed so dull to his aquamarine eyes at that moment, life losing the radiant lustre it once possessed, transforming itself into a bleak, empty existence. And yet the blonde couldn’t help but smile at the twists of fate.
Beside him lay the once self-proclaimed avenger Sasuke Uchiha, pools of blood seeping from the fist-sized hole defacing his stomach. His trademark Sharingan eyes were in their sealed form, the two dark orbs slowly losing their light as the life trickled away from the Uchiha.
The smell of blood and sweat mixed with dust and charred earth permeated the air around them, a less than divine scent to mark one’s final memories of life.
The two rivals lay silent within the confines of a gigantic crater, a result of the dual Tailed-Beast-Bomb and Amaterasu Flare that managed to fell Madara Uchiha and the Juubi, allowing the Shinobi Alliance to seal the legendary Uchiha alongside the mythical beast in one go. The sounds of the Alliance’s deafening cheers echoed from the distance, penetrating through the veils of dust and grime that clouded their view.
“Heh….teme…..guess this……is it…” said Sasuke, his voice no louder than a whisper.
“Shut up….dobe……I’ll be….the judge…..of when it’s t-…*cough*…….time…to pass on….” muttered Naruto, a weak smile adorning his blemished face.
“S-sasuke….” began Naruto, his voice raspy and hard, “why…..why’d you help….me?” asked Naruto, his body growing numb as his grip on consciousness weakened.
“…..s-sorry…teme…..I don’t…think we have...th-……the time…..to recount that..” answered the raven with a smile before he summoned the last of his energy to raise his fist towards Naruto.
“Come on Na-Naruto…..let’s give….Sakura and…..Kakashi…..something to…..cry over….”
The blonde’s eyes visibly lightened at the gesture, his arm weakly dragging itself over towards the raven’s where the two fists collided in an almost child-like display of friendship.
A few hundred meters away, on the very edge of the crater stood a group of Alliance shinobi led by Kakashi and Gai peering through the murky fog of grime in search for their hero.
It would only be a matter of minutes before they found them dead, two heroes where they came looking for one. Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha, killed whilst trying to defend what they believed to be peace and honour.
Their names would never be forgotten to the world, becoming the very basis of legends, the duo that fought the Juubi itself. Thus was how Naruto accomplished a lifelong goal of having his strength acknowledged and how Sasuke redeemed the name of his clan and himself.
However, if you believe this story is over, you are quite mistaken. Hell, this is merely where the story begins!
o.o.o.o.o
The blonde awoke dizzy and confused, his body nothing more than a massive compilation of pain and suffering. His legs felt afire and his head throbbed with what felt like result of the voices of a thousand irritated Irukas’ using the Chuunin’s devastating ‘Head Expansion Scolding Technique’.
“Ughh…..” moaned Naruto as he rose unsteadily onto his feet, one arm folded across his face to shield his eyes from the harsh light that surrounded him.
“Oi, teme, how long do you think you’re gonna be lying around like a piece of useless garbage?” questioned a smug voice that Naruto was all too familiar with.
His pains and throbs forgotten in an instant, the blonde opened his crystal blue eyes despite the annoyance only to find a smiling Sasuke Uchiha seated across him on what looked like a white block, his pale skin accentuated by the light bouncing off of him.
“S-sasuke!?” hollered Naruto with a mixture of surprise and confusion to his voice.
“B-but you died! I mean, we died! Didn’t we?”
“Hmph, look around Naruto and tell me what you think.”
Abiding by the suggestion, the bewildered blonde took a few moments to scan the surrounding area, taking in every minute detail or lack of detail as was the case, only to be left with more questions than when he’d started.
An overwhelming sense of vulnerability filled Naruto as he eyed the expanse of white that stretched endlessly before him. A stark white plain with nothing, not even a hill to fill it. The only two surfaces the blonde could find that even rose a few centimetres above the white, marble like ground were the two slabs on which he and Sasuke had presumably been sleeping on.
“What the hell? What is this? Where are we?” question the blonde, incredulous.
“I don’t have the faintest clue.” answered Sasuke. “I awoke little less than ten minutes before you and everything was……white.”
“Indeed it is. Wonderful isn’t it?” asked a voice from behind the duo.
Answering to their trained shinobi reflexes, Naruto and Sasuke immediately swerved around, arms locked into fighting positions and ready for whatever obstacle this new world had to offer.
To their surprise, the being that they were left facing looked no more a threat than a new-born rabbit. A strange man with pink slicked-back hair, pale-white skin and donning a bright pink suit that stood out against the white backdrop faced them, a look of amusement stretched across his cleanly shaven face.
“Hello Sasuke-kun, it’s quite the pleasure to meet with your presence so soon after your first visit. Oh, and you come bearing gifts! Who’s this fine example of a man you come bearing with you?” questioned the man, a peculiarly discomforting tone to his voice.
“S-sasuke? You know this guy?” asked Naruto as he eyed the newcomer with more than a bit of anxiety, confused by the turn of events.
“Y-yes….you could say that....though he looks different....this time around.” answered Sasuke, stunned though managing to retain his composure almost immediately, thankful for his Uchiha upbringing for that.
“What’s the wierdo’s name?” questioned the abrasive Naruto, his mouth unshackled without the presence of Sakura’s fist to beat more polite wordings into him.
The raven stood silent for a moment, his eyes taking in all they could about the man before him, his every movement, every twitch recorded under his gaze. “His name……is Death.”
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