Disclaimer : Neither Naruto nor FFTA are mine, although I own a copy of the game and several Naruto Manga.

Another story, another crossover, another original plot! I AM A GENIUS! I had help from the people from the NaruxSaku fan club so do not ask for the pairing, it will be NaruxSaku!

Naruto Tactics

In a dark corner of the country of Ivalice, two shadows were running. The first one, with it's keen eye and ear was recognizing the ground before the far stronger and sturdier companion followed. The first one was a Viera called Concetta. Born to the tribe of female warriors, she was amongst the top ranking members of clan Nutsy. The second one was Arthur, a fellow clans member who had joined a few months before. They were on a dispatch mission into one of the most dangerous places in Ivalice: The Jagd. A place where law in inexistent, the place where death truly surrounds you. Arthur, a Bangaa, halted abruptly for some reason and Concetta turned back to his side.

"What is it? You smell something?" She asked in hushed tones.

"A human chhhhild, yessss. It cannot be an adult from thessse placcesss, he doesss not have the ssssmell of blood." He said as he looked around. His lizard features gave him an advantage in the dark even if Concetta was far more apt to combat then he was. He had just begun training in the ways of the dragoons as she was a master of the way of the assassins. He pointed towards a point and the Viera saw a small child, about three years old, sleeping in the middle of this desolation.

"Change of plans Arthur, we can't let this kid be in danger. If we were to get into an engagement here there would be no judge to protect him from battle." She stepped towards the child and took him into her arms, carefully cradling him. Viera were still women at heart and maternal instinct was one of the driving forces of their society.

"I agree." The Bangaa said as he turned towards the way they had come. He didn't say anymore knowing their mission was now a failure. But who cared anyway? A child's life was way more important then a bit of gold.

It took them a day to get out of the Jagd but the boy had still not awakened. This worried Concetta who, once they escaped the deathtrap, doubled her pace to rejoin the clan which was waiting nearby for their mission report.

She found the encampment the clan was using and went quickly to the Nu-Mou white mage.

"Hey Concetta! Was the mission so easy you already finished it?" Douglas, the white mage asked her before he saw the child she carried. "Found a lost puppy eh ? Let me look at him." He motioned her to put the child on his operating table. Being the assigned healer of such a large clan made him into some kind of doctor, even with his crude sense of humour.

The viera carefully laid the sleeping child upon the surface and let the mage to his work. She still had to warn the clan leaders of what had happened.

"You're back already Concetta?" The official leader of their clan said as a greeting. "Where's Arthur? He didn't get killed I hope." If there was one thing Marche had that made him a good leader, it was that he cared about his troups.

"No but we found something more pressing and had to abandon the mission." She answered.

"And what, pray tell, could be more important then the mission?" The second in command asked. Since Montblanc had left to start his own clan the leader of Clan Ritz, Ritz Malheur, had taken his post as second in command. The girl was a lot like a Viera. So similar in fact that she had come to learn how they fought and the secrets of their magic.

"A child, we found a three years old human sleeping in the Jagd. He's with Douglas getting healed." Concetta answered. Ritz's eyes opened widely at the revelation.

"You did well Concetta. Arthur is on his way back then." Marche summarized as Ritz made a discreet exit and a beeline towards the infirmary.

"I couldn't leave him there. If he's an orphan the Cyril orphanage or some other place would be better for him." She said.

"Anyplace is better then the Jagd." Marche said. "Get some rest, Ritz should be at his side by now and I'll wait for Arthur. We're leaving tomorrow for Cyril and we'll try to get him into the orphanage." Marche pressed his hand to her shoulder and went to the healer's tent to see this orphan.

Naruto woke up to a frightening sight. A creature was mumbling over him. It was wearing a large white robe with a red trims.

"Wha-wha. . ." Naruto stammered.

"Easy there little one." The Nu-mou tried to calm him but Naruto cringed back from the touch of the healer. He felt arms circle his body from behind and a soothing feminine voice calmed him.

"It's alright, there's no danger now." The lady said gently. Naruto froze, people didn't speak kindly to him. The only time he had eared an adult speak kindly it was to their own children never to himself. His child's mind worked on overdrive suddenly. Mothers spoke to their children kindly, the woman was talking to him kindly. Hope filtered through him and affected his thinking center.

Naruto deduced this kind woman had to be his mother! He didn't know where or when the other children had gotten their parents but he wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth and he turned to the woman and hugged her with all his strength.

"Mommy!" He exclaimed as he sobbed out of joy. The blond boy took Ritz aback. It felt strangely good to be called 'mommy' by a child not her own but she wasn't about to pounder upon what the kid was thinking by calling her his mother. She held him in her arms for a second and talked to him softly.

Naruto was lulled asleep by the sweet voice of his mother and she let him sleep on the bed and stroked his hair a couple of times.

"He'll be alright physically but I don't know if he's ever even seen a nou-mu from his reaction to me. He might even be like you and Marche, someone from another world. I'm not very sure since the Morpher's job isn't my branch but he might contain a monster's soul. You should ask Beor to check him just in case but from what I can tell it's a permanent thing, like a sealing the judges use for the laws but much more perfected." The white mage theorised as he cleaned his working instruments. Even though he was a white mage, surgery was sometimes necessary and Marche was extremely strict on the tidiness of the tools.

"Thank you Douglas. I'll take him to my tent and let him rest." Ritz said as she took the child out of the infirmary and fopund herself face to face with Marche.

"Hey there, is this the kid." Marche asked. He was looking at the blond child the woman carried and, at her silent beckoning, followed her to their tent. It was larger than the others for two reasons. Wether Marche wanted it or not he was the leader of the clan and it was occupied by both himself and Ritz.

"So, how is he ?" Marche asked once they let him on the spare bedroll they carried.

"He thinks I'm his mother." She said as she let herself to his side and stroked his hair gently.

"Well, who knows, you may look like she did." Marche said as he let himself next to her.

"Marche, you don't understand. I want to keep him. We can't let him into an orphanage, he came to Ivalice the same way we did." She explained to him. The blond Paladin nodded at her revelation and thought for a second.

"Maybe he's not from our dimension, we may even be his parents from where he came from." Marche mused. Ritz nodded as the child stirred a little. His eyes cracked open to see his new mother talking with a man. Naruto grinned. It had to be his father! Now he'd get to have a mother's love and do the things the other children did with their fathers! He jumped at the man and tackled him to the ground.

"Daddy!" He shouted happily. Marche smiled at the kid and rubbed his hand through his hair.

"Well now, how do we call this kid dear?" He asked as he looked to his wife.

"I already have a name! I'm Naruto!" He almost screamed and his new father laughed.

"Well Naruto! I'm your father and she's your mother!" He exclaimed as he lifted the bundle of energy into the air.