Title: Absolute Dominates

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Naruto; all copyrights belong to Tite Kubo, Masashi Kishimoto and Suiesha and Viz media. This is strictly for fan purposes or, in my case and some others that enjoy my writing, their enjoyment.

Rating: M

Author Notes: Take this little time of mind (Lol) to say thank you too all my readers that enjoy the things that I write on this site. My writers may not be as good as others (from what you seen from my other fic's), but I do try my best to lay down what I could with the time I do have. I get flamed a critics sometimes do to my work, but that is something normal to receive when you are posting thinks on this site. So, it's not as much as I would like to do, but I thank all of you for taking time out of your day to read my work. Lol! It's not like I have anything better to do when I'm off (other than my beautiful girlfriend). But, I need something to get these ideas out of my head before it explodes so thanks. Well, enough with that.

Team Seven and Developments of other characters: Yea I know, I should focus on Naruto/Yamamoto as much as other authors do in others fics that are similar to this one. Thanks for reminding me about that GodShadow, even though you do have a violent way of trying to tell someone something. Even though I would like to do something like that, a fist slamming into the back of mind just can't let that happen, the reason? It was a kind of development to see what the others in Konohagakure no Sato having been doing over the four years in their dimension since Naruto has been dead. See where I'm going with this? Even though you hate Konohagakure no Sato with a passion and your reason are your own man so I can't force it on you not to hate them, but I do not hate them at all really.

I'm not going to focus much on them, but I just wanted to have chapter three as a development chapter to tell the readers how Konoha has been doing since Naruto's death. It's not only that either, as the story goes on, you will see that a lot of things as changed in the Elemental Nations since Naruto's death. Hope you get where I'm going with this! But thanks for reading anyway man.

Kakashi Hatake: I don't even have to explain this to you all, for the millions of crossover/regular fanfiction's out there, you know how much this character is bashed. Well it's not going to happen in this fic, but you already know this. Just like other things I planned on setting up, the sliver haired jonin will act a bit differently due to Naruto's death, which he takes a large amount of the blame for. When he does find out about Yamamoto being Naruto, he will not try to earn his forgiveness by begging him. No, he will earn his forgiveness by taking action, not the way I'm used to seeing in some great fic.

Sakura Haruno: The changes? Hope you like the development I made with her. Yes, with everything that happened to cause Naruto's death, this girl as taken his death the hardest out of them all. She blames herself for what happened and do to this; it will evolve around how her skill set will be in Like a Raging Fire. I will say it again, I do not hate Sakura like most others, I actually like her character and everything she has done. Just like Kakashi, and far worst, she has been bashed way worst in almost all good fics I have read. Actually, from what I have seen when looking on the section in Naruto fics, she bashed the most out of the entire Narutoverse. Well, that will not happen here. I will make her a strong person in this, something that I will try to build that you all will like.

Sasuke Uchiha: Yeah, he's bashed a lot as well, but most of it he deserves for all the shit he has done since Naruto as began. But, with everything he has done, I can't help but like his character a bit. Well, I have planned this for a long time now to do something with the Uchiha Avenger. Many have used his character right, along with the way he acts in the manga. Well, I planned to change that a bit. He'll be the same, but some things will be different when I do show his appearance in the fic. Hope you like it!

Thanks Beta: Thank you again KratosTheGodofWar for being my beta for this chapter and more to come. Its helps a lot, and it means a lot

Summary: Illest girl alive, realest girl around. Like a flickering flame, since he was born he had always been a seed of constant failures. In death he accomplish something greater than in his passed life than he ever hope for, but as he lays dying, he could still hear her voice. He had been executed and betrayed by the people he cared for, but out of everyone he could remember, he could still remember those last moments. Out of everyone that saw him, lied to him over the years of being his friend, she kept truthful and real to him. Even in death, he could never forget her.

Hope you enjoy

Onto the Story

Like a Raging Fire

She shivered

Why? Haruno Sakura really couldn't tell. It wasn't that she founded him sexually attractive or anything, it was just that she could tell just by looking at him, that this young man standing mere inches away from her demanded respect. It was just something that her body could tell; just by the way the black haired man looked at them like they were nothing more than ants compared to him. In all honestly Sakura knew deep down in her heart that she should feel angry about this, for allowing her body to feel any type of fear for this man, but it was just something that her body couldn't stop. This man radiated power! She could practically feel it nipping at her skin as she stood so close to him. Without even noticing it, her left hand clenched tighter around her large naginata, fearing for the worst if this man did plan on attacking them by the cold look in his eyes.

The thoughts that plunged into her mind set were case out immediately, knowing that not a single thought was correct on what she was seeing. From what she was seeing and feeling from the man before them, he had the chakra level of that of a civilian, but does have power that was still rolling off of his body in small waves; it was nothing more than facts that this man was powerful. Just because he didn't seem to have a large chakra pool that didn't mean that he was weak, she learn that four years ago when she had met Rock Lee and saw his determination to become stronger, even without the use of chakra. The black haired man seem to be the same, and the way he held himself along with his stance, she could tell in an instant that this man was a swords master of the greatest kind she might come across. A very small smile appeared on her face. Remembering just how much that lesson was drilled into her during her two years around the Elemental Nations, along with spending a year in the country of Tetsu no Kuni (Land of Iron).

Both the silver haired Jonin at her side and her teacher in the Land of Iron drilled that lesson in her head. Even though not as common as Shinobi in the Elemental Nations, samurai were a unique type of warrior that prides themselves in their honor. By that, some Shinobi thought of them as nothing more than weaklings, samurai who use chakra to be able to strengthen their power to match that of a Shinobi. But even with that, from the pain and hardships she'd went through over the years of trying to become a better person, she knew that chakra wasn't the thing in this world that made a person strong like some might think. Even without chakra, a samurai could be just a strong as a Shinobi with or without it, the only thing that really matter was just how much that person was skilled with his katana.

She shook her head a bit, her long pink hair flying around her head a bit as she did. That was just nothing more than mere thoughts. Just because he didn't have chakra, did not mean that he didn't have some type of power within him. What she was feeling from this man did feel a bit like chakra, but it wasn't nearly as much as it should be. This power… felt different; almost heavy as the man seem to admit it a bit around his body on purpose, like he was trying to lure on of them to attack him. It was a bit unsettling, but it was just something she was going to have to deal with until this man gave them a sign that he wasn't here to annihilate them like nothing more than mere tools that were no more of further use to their villages.

Looking at the Suna-Shinobi that Baki had sent to surround them man, it really didn't take much to see that they were deadly nervous to be around this man. From the way a good section of the large gate in front of them was nothing more than shattered glass, she really couldn't blame them for being as scared as they were. The bodies that laid around them were unconscious, but it was a bit hard to believe that it was just because of this black haired man doing nothing more than releasing his power around them. She tightened her right fist a bit, wanting to know just what it was that he did to have this kind of effect on the surrounding area around him. She had no reason on why she wanted to know; maybe it was just that even though he was somewhat an enemy right now, she admired his power and the way he doesn't even flinch with them around him.

"Identify yourself now stranger!" The Suna Jonin commander order out; his voice carry a sharp edge to it as he looked at the black haired samurai before him, "Where did you come from and why are you here?"

Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto, formerly known as Uzumaki Naruto, stared at the people surrounding him with an almost bored expression on his face. This was something that he had counted on to happen, due to the fact of the way he made his way into the village of Sunagakure no Sato. Yes, he could have just entered the village by just walking in like a normal person would have, and maybe if things weren't as serious as they were, then maybe he would have taken that route. But it wasn't. Even while traveling here at insane speeds compared to the others around him, the now young Soutaicho could feel that something was wrong. It wasn't the fact that he could not feel Gaara's present in the village; something was wrong that he could slowly feel Gaara's life force leaving his body, even though it was small and painful.

His first option before he even took off was to head to the place where he could feel Gaara, but he frowned at the thought when he had lost the track of where the red-haired Shinobi was. It felt like something was blocking him from finding him, but he could also feel that the source that was doing it was using a good bit of its power to be able to accomplish something like this. No matter though, when he got what he needed from out of this village, then it was only a matter of time before he was able to find Gaara, which he knew will lead him directly towards those bastards that his king wants him to destroy from out of existence. It was small, almost untraceable for others to see, but Shigekuni could feel a small dark smirk go across his face at the pure excitement he felt at killing these… scum. It was only a matter of time really, and even though he will never allow someone to see it, he was going to enjoy every second of killing them.

His eyes narrowed, but it wasn't out of anger, it was out of amusement at feeling something he hasn't felt in over a thousand years. Even though he knew for a fact that the prey he was going after was weaker than him by miles, he just couldn't help from feeling a bit of bloodlust and excitement flaring out of his body. It was really something that no one could blame him for, even though the Soul Society and the Gotei Thirteen had been his greatest treasure in his second life, he really didn't get to fight as much as he had wanted to. While watching his soldiers go out to fight and protect what they believed in, he felt the pride of a father as they did so. But even though it was small, he wanted nothing else but to be able to fight alongside of them much more than he had before he had died.

But he couldn't, his position demanded that he allowed his Taichou's to fight before he did. It was sometimes really hard to do, watching as most of them were beaten to near death or almost killed, but it was the only thing he could do to make sure that he believed in them to protect Soul Society. But none of that matter now. To his utter shame and anger, when it really came time for him to protect them like he should, he failed utterly against a man that he thought he had killed a thousand years ago. He cursed himself again for not seeing through it. If he just wouldn't have let his anger get the best of him, he would have seen that the Yhwach he was fighting was nothing more than a cheap Quincy with the unique ability to transform himself into Yhwach himself.

Dammit! If he just would have seen it and disposed of him quicker, then he knew for a fact that he would have been able to kill the real Yhwach with no problem with his Bankai. But it didn't happen, and it was something that he was going to live with for the rest of his days in this dimension. He was glad though, from what his king had told him, the Gotei Thirteen had come out of the battle with the winner and Wandenreich as the one that was defeated. Here and now was his time, his time to make amends for his past mistakes, and he was not going to fail no matter what stood in his way. His old personality was coming back, not that of Uzumaki Naruto, but that of a powerful young Shigekuni Yamamoto that was feared throughout all three dimensions.

Casting his thoughts aside for another time, Shigekuni looked at the Suna-ninja with the same cold look in his eyes, the one that sent fear down his enemies' spine. He wasn't releasing his spiritual pressure; due to him not even needing it, the same effect happen almost instantly. The elite Jonin of Sunagakure no Sato froze up for a second, feeling like his very life was being sucked from his body the longer he looked into those cold dark blue eyes. But he held on has long as he could and forced the fear out of his body, a long time in service as a Shinobi of Suna has taught him never to fear his enemy no matter how strong they were compared to him. Even though it was hard, he wasn't going to allow this man to know that he feared him greatly.

'Impressive, the long black haired former Soutaicho complimented. He managed not to break down into a mess… even though it's still a bit pathetic.' "I have already told you who I am," He spoke professional, but voice still as cold as eyes. "But I'll say it again; my name is Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto. I am a visitor from The Soul Society to see a Suna-Shinobi by the name of Sabaku no Gaara."

Baki's face halted for a moment, and just like him, the rest of the Shinobi that were surrounding Yamamoto faces twisted into sheer rage. If they though even for a second that he was even slightly impress, then each of them were sadly mistaken, "The Kazekage?" Baki demanded; his voice covered in sheer rage. "Why are you here to see Kazekage-sama?"

If he was surprised by this, the black haired Shinigami didn't let a single bit of emotion show on his face to say he was. "He is the Kazekage of this village?" Shigekuni said a bit, taking a very small stance that the Jinchuriki of the sand biju had reached such prestigious rank, "Interesting. But why do you wish to know my purpose here? Are not all ambassadors permitted to see your Kazekage?"

Baki faltered for a moment, eyes losing a bit of its steel as he went over what the man had said before him. It was true; any ambassador that came from any village or land was permitted to see their Kage, and no matter how much the Shinobi of the village did not like the said person. The only thing that could stop something like this from happening was the Kazekage himself or that of the Council itself, but only a bit due to them not having as much power as the Kage of this village. But right now, as his eyes did not leave the man before him, it was almost unsettling to tell this man what happen to their Kage. The damage he had caused just by landing on the ground was something that he had never seen before, but he seems to not have any hostility towards the village of Suna.

"Normally yes, however…" The half covered Suna-nin lowered his guard a fraction when he sensed again no hostility coming from the black/white clad man. Seeing what their current leader was doing, the other Suna-ninja followed, slowly but surely. "Gaara-sama has been kidnapped recently."

Sabaku no Temari reared back in sheer shock, casting her gaze towards her sensei with a look of disbelief on her face. What the hell was wrong with her sensei? Telling a completely stranger that knew nothing about was going down bad lines. They knew nothing about this man, but from the way he entered her home village with the intent to cause damage to anything that stood in his way, she saw him as nothing more than an enemy towards Suna. But something was odd about him, very odd. She knew that he was an enemy from the sheer power that was coming from his body, but to her shame, it was like her entire body had frozen in fear.

"S-SENSEI?" The blonde haired Jonin of Suna called out in shock. "What do you think you're doing?!"

Yamamoto tilted his head to the side, looking at the tall impressive blonde haired Suna Shinobi before him. Even though he wasn't attracted to her in anyway, it was just he was impressed the way he carried herself. Even though she was a woman, which men were bound to look at her like she was weak, she held herself in a way that demanded respect from anyone that stood in her way. Her attitude on the other hand about him was somewhat understandable; he was a person that just destroyed their wall defenses like it was nothing, so she had a reason to be cautious. The way she acted really reminded him of Soi-fon Taichou, even if it was small due to the way they acted towards potential enemies before them.

She was dressed in a somewhat dark purple overcoat, outlined by a grayish color, with the collar being folded. Under was a dark violet turtleneck, which covered her large breasts from viewing eyes of the men around them. She wore tight black Shinobi pants that went up to her knees, being held up by a dark red belt and a second gray one that tilted to the size to go over her left pocket. Her hair was in three long ponytail, two at the top while another was at the bottom of the two, all three hanging down to her upper back. She wore purple Shinobi sandals which were stopped by the fishnet sockets that ended where her pants did; she also had a long black line going over her nose for some reason that was unknown to him.

Her hands were covered in black metal plated gloves, which was covered a good bit by the long purple overcoat. In both her hands, which impressed the Shinigami, were two large battle-fans, which were covered in some type of design. Her eyes were narrowed as she looked at him, but she was trying hard to cover up the small amount of fear that she was holding for him. He couldn't blame her for something like that; any other in her situation would be in the same boot as her.

He turns back towards Baki, not even bothering with the older sister of Gaara. If what the Suna Jonin had told him was correct, then he had no doubt in his mind that this was none other than Akatsuki's doing. If he could remember from what his old sensei had told him, the Akatsuki were going to wait a full three years before they do started hunting for the tailed beast. He smirked at that, if what he thought was right, than this was going to be more fun than he had originally thought, "How?"

"And why would an Ambassador from where was it, Soul Society, wish to know something like this?" Temari asked, green eyes flashing in anger as she looked at the black haired samurai.

"My interests are my own," Shigekuni told her, his voice still holding the powerful edge to it.

The Jonin of Suna took a visible step back, her eyes widening when she saw the dangerous, merciless dark blue eyes that were staring back at her.

"For now I simply wish my questions to be answered so I may locate Gaara and conclude my business." The black haired Shinigami said, removing his gaze from a fearful Temari.

"And what is this business, if I may ask?" Baki asked; eyes still narrowed as he looked at the man before him.

"Shigekuni-san" A familiar voice called out.

Yamamoto turned a bit; eyes widen a fraction mentally as he took in the tall pink haired woman that stood before him. Just like Temari, she was impressive as well, but just a bit more than that of the Suna-Jonin. She was wearing a black hakama which was being held by a blood red sash, along with the top portion of her cloths being similar to that of the Stealth Force. He had to admit, even though he didn't want to, that the girl standing before him was beautiful. But her looks wasn't what made her look that way to him, it was the way she carried herself, along with the large naginata at her side as well. He was a bit shocked though, around her body being worn as a coat was the old orange/blue jumpsuit jacket he uses to wear just before he had died.

"What is it?" He asked her, looking over towards Kakashi to see that he too had changed as well. It wasn't much like that of Sakura, but it was still a bit of a changed from what he had remembered his former sensei from.

Sakura nodded a bit, stepping forward as she looked at the man before her directly in the eyes. "Conducting your business may be hard," She started to explained. "The reason why we are here is to help rescue Kazekage-sama from the Akatsuki before they are able to extract the biju he holds from within his body."

Temari glared at the pink haired traitor, feeling livid that she would even dare tell this stranger about what had happened to her younger brother. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She all but snapped in rage. "You have no right to tell an outsider about what happened to our village's Kage!"

The pink haired Shinobi glared at her, the lone piercing gaze causing Temari to falter a bit. "Even though you don't like it, we need as much help as we can get." She pointed towards Kakashi, who was standing by her side. "Even though both I and Kakashi-sensei are strong, we cannot take on two S-class missing ninja on by ourselves."

Yamamoto ignored the blonde haired woman, turning towards the pink haired Shinobi with a frown on his face, "The Akatsuki?" He turned towards Baki, a small look of disgust crossing over his face. "They have taken your Kazekage?"

Baki looked to Sakura with an expression of sheer annoyance, making it clear that the Jonin had intended on keeping the intimate details of Gaara's kidnapping a secret on a need-to-know basis. When he looked back to black haired shinigami, he nodded. "Hai, Kazekage-sama fought and was taken by a member of Akatsuki. It was then later confirmed that there were two Akatsuki members present at the time."

Disgraceful, it was the only word that come flying from his mind as he stared at the covered Suna Jonin before him. How was something like that even possible? Was this village security that bad that they allowed two missing ninja to enter their village? Not only that, but kidnap their leader as well? It was nothing more than a disgrace on their part. These Akatsuki members couldn't be on the level on neither Aizen nor Yhwach, so the only thing he could think of was that the village's security was weak. In the back of his mind, he wondered where the Shinobi of this village were when they leader was being kidnapped from under there very noses.

"You allowed your own leader to get kidnapped? Own your own territory?" Yamamoto asked his voice cold with disdain.

Hearing the disdain in the man's voice, Baki's eyes narrowed. "What are you implying by that?" He asked… no demanded from the man.

"You're pathetic." The words came out without any hesitation whatsoever, and for a moment, Baki was shock by the man's boldness to even say something like that.

"You dare say something like that?" Temari said, feeling her anger boiling over at the man's disrespectful words towards her village and sensei. "You are in the village of Sunagakure no Sato, a proud place of strong Shinobi who would risk their lives to protect their Kazekage. And you dare say something like that in front of us?"

Yamamoto shook his head a bit, his eyes not wavering for a second as he looked at each and every last one of them. "It has nothing to with me trying to disrespect you are your village, Temari-san." He replied to her, "It's nothing but cold hard facts that are being displayed to me." He turned towards Baki, "Tell me, Baki-san. This fight against Gaara-san and the Akatsuki member, could the Shinobi of Sunagakure no Sato see it?"

Too her utter shame and sheer shock, Baki nodded with a sad shame look in his eye. "Yes," He answered truthfully. "But it was a battle in the sky, one that we could not get to."

Yamamoto nodded as he processed the information that was giving to him, already confirming what he had already thought. "I assume then that Konohagakure no Sato and that of Kumogakure no Sato is here to assist in his recovery. No doubt in an attempt to foster good will and favor rather than out of any genuine interest to offer aid."

Kakashi narrowed his eye at Yamamoto at this, as did Sakura. But it wasn't out of anger or hate towards the man for what he said towards their home village, since they knew what he was saying was nothing but the truth. They narrowed their eyes in anger because they knew it was nothing more than the truth, due to that bastard Danzo not doing anything to help even the villages he calls allies. But they had to hold it in as long as they could; it was only a matter of time before they were able to remove both the Council from power along with that man from the Hokage seat. That was something that he didn't deserve. He robbed that seat from Tsunade-sama, the person that it belongs to far more than him.

Baki nodded slowly, covering up his shock. "It would appear that Konoha is indeed here to offer help. They arrived moments before you appeared Yamamoto-dono." He answered, adding the suffix to the man's name without even noticing it. "Would you like to join us as we make for the Kazekage tower? Perhaps you may wish to offer your assistance if you wish to meet with Gaara-sama."

Shigekuni smirked a bit, though it was small, it was a bit unsettling to see it on his face. "While that will not be necessary, I do however have one request." He held out a finger, pointed it directly at a building that had managed to survive during his entrance into the village. "I ask that you do not hold this against me, but I am someone that does not like to be spied on."

Before either of them could tell what he was talking about, a massive blast of lighting suddenly shot from his finger, tearing up the very ground it traveled on just before it exploded on contact with the building it was aimed at. Sakura covered her face a bit, eye narrowing as she looked at the two figures that shot out of the building just before the blast connected. Looking towards where they were heading, she looked over towards Yamamoto to see that he was frowning at his finger for some reason. Cursing, she use Shunshin as quickly as she could, appearing before the black haired samurai in a cloud of smoke, her large naginata already in mid swing. She frowned slightly, watching as the figures dodged her strike and rushed behind Yamamoto, aiming directly to attack the man in his back.

It happened to fast, far too fast for either of them to see. The only thing that gave her a clue that what happen was the way Yamamoto's eyes narrowed slightly, along with him slamming his hand over the handle of his katana. The next instant, he swung. Sakura couldn't help but stare in sheer awe as a massive wave of orange/red flames seem to slam into the two figures, causing them to slam directly into the building that was behind them. The flames disappeared as the man sheathed his sword, but it didn't cause the effect of sheer shock on the people around him for what they had seen before their eyes.

Yamamoto's eyes narrowed, not even looking at the two that tried to attack him. "Even though that was nice of you to do," He suddenly spoke up, snapping Sakura out of her shock. "I do not need the help of a Konoha Shinobi to protect me."

Sakura slowly glared at him, feeling angry that he still thought of the village of Konoha as Danzo as made it over the last four years. "If that is what you wish, then so be it." She bowed to him, showing a sign of sheer respect that was somewhat of a shock to Yamamoto, even though he did show it. "But I highly ask you to stop disrespecting my village like that."

Shigekuni raised a brow at that, "Oh." He shifted his stance to be directly in front of her, and his eyes narrowed down coldly on her. "And why should I?"

Sakura kept her head down, for some reason this man just deserved the respect that she was giving him. It was only a gut feeling, but she felt that this man as gone through hellish battles that deserved it. "You don't have to at all Shigekuni-san," She answered truthfully. "But my village is not what you think it is, and I still have people in that village that I care dearly about. If you want to blame anyway that Konoha has been acting over the four years, then blame that damn council and the Hokage."

Even though he didn't show it, he was a bit curious on the sheer hatred she could hear from the girl's voice when she had said the council and Hokage, "Hokage? Do you mean Senju Tsunade?" He asked.

Sakura shook her head, "No." She answered him. "Four years ago, after the death of a…." She paused for a moment, feeling herself chock up at this, "My dear friend at the hands of both the council and the now Sixth Hokage, Shimura Danzo. They deem my master, Tsunade-sama unfit to hold the title of Hokage."

"You're the student of the Fifth Hokage?" Yamamoto asked in a bit of surprise.

Sakura raised her body, looking at the man in front of her with the same emotionless look in her eyes. "Yes, my master is that of Tsunade-sama." She titled her head to the side, "Is that a problem?"

Narrowing his eyes at the pink haired girl, Yamamoto moved over towards the side and headed in the direction of large sand-like tower in the distance. "No," He said. "It is not a problem that concerns me in the least."

She watched him walk away, wondering why she felt a deep anger rolling off of his body at the name of Danzo. "I wonder," She said slowly. Her eye narrowed a bit, wondering if Danzo had done something to invoke this man's wrath upon him. If what she was thinking was correct, which she hoped was; then they might just have an alley to take down that old bastard.

"What the hell do you think you're doing; Kumo-ninja?!"

Standing close to his student's side, Hatake Kakashi narrowed his lone eye at the two figures that were still struggling to pick themselves up from the building they were slammed into. Even though he was like his remaining student being angry at the disrespect towards his home village, he knew that it was nothing that he could do about it. But from the way he heard Yamamoto was talking, it really didn't sound like he hated Konohagakure no Sato in general, just certain people that was within the village. It was small and well hidden, but he could tell by the way the man had looked at them that he held no love for them as well. Well he just had to deal with it, now that Baki-san had involved him as an ally; he had to work with him as best as he could to make sure they were able to get Gaara back.

Dismissing those thoughts at the current moment, he glared coldly at the two Kumo-ninja that had finally mange to pick themselves up. "Now, since you were finally able to pick yourself up after that pathetic attempt to attack someone," He said with sarcasm dripping from his words. "What is the meaning of Shinobi of Kumogakure no Sato doing in Suna of all places?"

The two Kumo Shinobi before him looked like nothing more than Chunin at best; ones that were had probably been one for a year or two. One the left was a dark-skinned Kunoichi with long red hair and dark amber eyes. She was a bit flat-chested, giving the impression that she was a girl around the age of fourteen or fifteen, but it was only a guess that he made. She wore a long, short-sleeved dress with frilly edges complete with the Kumogakure white flak jacket, two simple yellow earrings, fishnet stockings, thigh-high boots with white soles and a white forehead protector which she wears like a bandana. She also seemed to carry a long sword on her back, one that Kakashi was a bit impressed with from what he was seeing.

The one of the right was a young, dark-skinned man with short, spiky, white hair and dark eyes accentuated with lines curving upwards from the corners. He wore a dark outfit consisting of an overlong shirt with a hood, with red bandage hands guards, Kumogakure shin guards, and a black forehead protector. He seemed to have a thoughtful expression on his face, as though he was in a deep contemplation and sucking on a lollipop. He also carried a long sword on his back, similar to the young woman standing at his side.

The dark-skinned girl glared at him, eyes filled with murderous intent. "I don't have to answer to a damn Konoha dog!" She spat out venomously.

Kakashi's eyes narrowed, his right hand inching closer towards the handle of his katana. In all honestly, he really never trusted or like Kumogakure no Sato. To him, they were nothing more than cowardly bastards that use underhanded tactics to be able to get what they want. When they are caught with what they are doing, they will swear over everything that it wasn't them that had anything that they had nothing to do with the ninja that was caught. It had happen before when he wasn't even born yet, with his sensei's wife, Uzumaki Kushina, a woman that acted like his mother when he really didn't have anyone. Years later they tried again but failed, when they tried to kidnap the heir to the Hyuuga bloodline, Hinata Hyuuga.

His hand was suddenly caught, and he turns around to see Baki glaring at him. "What is the meaning of this Baki-san?" He asked, trying to keep it as professional as possible. "Why are there Kumo-ninja here?"

Letting go of the sliver haired Jonin's arm, the half covered Jonin of Suna turns on his heel and headed directly behind that of the black haired Shinigami. "It is really none of your business, Hatake-san." He stopped for a moment, turning his cold gaze back on the Cyclops. "We asked for their help, it's just something that simple."

Straighten himself out, Kakashi glared at the man. "And pray tell why that is?" He asked, voice filled with coldness, "You asked for Konoha's help. So what is the reason why you would ask for their help when you have ours?"

"It's simple," Baki said. "We don't trust you or Konohagakure no Sato. To help us and look after to see if you would do anything to cause harm to the village of Suna, I asked for their help in bringing back our Kazekage."

Kakashi growled mentally at that, but kept his face as emotionless as ever. "What was the reason why they attacked Yamamoto-san?" He asked. "There was no reason to do so."

"Even though he wants to help us, we don't trust him either." Baki stated, not really caring that he could feel a small amount of killer intent leaking from Kakashi's body. "Kumo has been asked to help to bring back Gaara-sama, along with watching over you and your traitorous student, along with now that of Yamamoto-san."

Up ahead, both Temari and Yamamoto were walking along side each other, neither of them speaking a word to each other. "I apologize Yamamoto-san," Temari said in a hushed tone that only the young Shinigami could hear.

"And why are you apologizing to me?" Yamamoto asked, not even glancing at the girl that was walking at his side.

"I sorry for the trouble both Konoha and Kumo may have caused you," The blond haired jonin answered, "Kumo is only here on orders from their Raikage to help bring back my brother from what I can see. But like you said, I can along tell that Konoha is only here for their only selfish gains."

"And why is that I might ask?"

Temari scoffed a bit in a chipped tone, feeling the same anger build up in her for Konoha for killing her brother's only friend. "Konoha has fallen in the past few years. According to what I can remember, a ninja, Uchiha Sasuke actually abandoned Konoha in favor of one of Konoha's S-class missing ninja. Uzumaki Naruto, a person my brother still to this day sees as a dear friend, was a part of the team sent to retrieve the Uchiha and ended up failing in the process. It was because of this that Konoha had him killed, twisting the reality of things."

Yamamoto nodded, "Pardon me for asking a question I have no business to knowing, but why does Suna remain an ally of Konoha if the relationship is less than favorable?"

"Konoha's Hokage, Shimura Danzo, has applied a threat of war should we negate the Treaties we have with them. Even a neutral stance will have them attack us. Right now, Suna doesn't have the military might to defend against the combined forces of Konoha right now." Temari finished explaining.

"You seem a bit confident for some reason." Yamamoto asked, catching onto the tone of the girl by his side. "Why is that?"

Temari smirked a bit, "You heard that?" She replied. "But to answer your question, it's that slowly but surely, Konoha is losing power. The other Four Nations have been planning for the last two years to attack them, to make sure they pay for the pain they had caused over the year ever since they killed their jinchuriki four years ago."

Yamamoto frowned at that, if what she was saying was true, then it was only a matter of time before four of the Elemental Nations attacked Konohagakure no Sato and destroyed it from the face of the Earth. If what his king said was true, then he had a mission to protect Konoha as well from any threat that stood in its way. But that couldn't happen now; he needed to learn more about this attack before he was able to really make his move against Konoha, to take out every last person that his king wanted dead. But before that could happen, he needed to take care of this little thing first, saving Gaara and making sure that the Akatsuki that kidnapped him was burn away from the very cycle of rebirth. He chuckled darkly a bit at it, not even noticing it cause Temari to take a step back in fear.

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Miles away from Sunagakure no Sato

Unknown Location

Ripple-patterned eyes flickered to life on a silhouette. It stood upon one of the fingers of an eerie statue. The statue had nine eyes, four of which were open. Its spiked teeth were open in a twisted grimace. Seven other silhouette's appeared on each of the other fingers.

Ripple-patterned eyed figure snapped his gaze at each one, eyes narrowed into tight cold slits as he looked at each person that had appeared before him. "Where are Sasori and Deidara?" He stated in a cold tone, "What is taking them so look to appear before us?"

"HA! Those damn idiots probably couldn't even handle one Jinchuriki," One figure barked, his voice filled with nothing more than a deep insanity. "You should have sent me! I would have loved sacrificing it to that of Lord Jashin-sama" This figure had amethyst eyes and an unconventional scythe with three blades on his back.

"Who's an idiot, Hidan? Do you wish to die for making me angry?" a quiet voice reverberated throughout the dark chamber. Two figures approached the statue. The first one that had answered was huge, a giant of a man, and had an expressionless, wooden face. His back was hunched, and he was walking towards the giant statue like an animal that would crawl or walk on all fours. The second was a bit thin, standing above the other figure by only a foot or two. He had long blonde hair tied into a ponytail with a mass of hair covering his left eye from view.

The shorter one threw a bloody and brunt body into the circle where the Akatsuki members were gathered, "Yeah, Hidan! He was easy, yeah! A real weakling with nothing special about him other than that sand of his," The blonde one cried out.

"Quiet, Deidara. We have no time for you to be arguing with nothing more than a weakling. "The other figure said coldly, completely ignoring the cries of the one known as Hidan. He turned towards the figure with the ripple-patterned eyes, the obvious leader of the group, and bowed. The now identified Deidara hastily followed suite, "Leader-sama. We have returned with the Ichibi no Tanuki, Shukaku."

The Leader of the criminal organization, Akatsuki nodded at this. "So you have," He responded. "Quickly, we must begin the ritual."

Before the man was able to begin, the ground in front of them suddenly shifted like it was turning into mud of some sort. The image blurred for a moment before it cleared to show to be a man or a creature of some sort, due to the large Venus fly trap appearance it had. One side of the man/creature was white, while the other half seems to be solid black. The two seem to be a combination between both that of Ying and Yang. "I have important news for ya, Leader-sama."

"What is it Zetsu?"

"It seems Sunagakure no Sato have sent for reinforcements to help them rescue their lost leader. I've noticed two teams heading for our location. However, there's one figure that seems be Shinobi of neither Konoha or Kumo." The black side spoke up; it's voice eerie as an insect crawling on the ground.

A figure, one of a woman, glanced at the leader by her side with grey eyes. "If what Zetsu says is true, Leader-sama, then we must do something before they reach here." She spoke up, her voice emotionless as she stared at the man at her side. "If either of those teams arrives here before the ritual is finish then they could possibly ruin everything."

The Leader close his eyes for a second, going over everything he had heard from his comrades. Yes, from the very start since they had arrived in Suna, he knew that the Suna-ninja had sent for both Konoha and Kumo for help. But this other figure that appeared before all of them was a bit… unsettling to him for some reason. It wasn't that he was afraid of his power, impressive it may be, he was confident enough that he could defeat him if he even lived that long. What bothered him a bit was that deep inside he could tell that this man was still hiding a very large amount of power away from his eyes.

This man, whoever he is, was far more than what he or the others could seem to calculate right now. From first glance, he looks nothing more than a normal weak samurai that's trying to be strong in a world where he doesn't belong. But that was nothing more than a lie, it was like he was hiding his power, or he really just didn't care about what others thought of him. His rippled eyes narrowed a bit, remembering how hard it was to block the man away from finding both Deidara and Sasori. If he hadn't gave up on looking, then he really didn't know how long he was going to be able to hold him off. He glanced at Zetsu, keeping his gaze on him to tell him more about what he had learned.

Seeing his leaders look, Zetsu nodded and continued. "This figure… is a bit unsettling from what I seen from him, "The white one said.

Another figure on of the large fingers looked at him, small blue eyes filled with bloodlust. "What do you mean by that, huh Zetsu?" He chuckled darkly, holding tightly onto the large covered broadsword in his right hand. "To me, it sounds like you're scared of this man."

"As a matter of fact Kisame, I really am." The others froze at this, looking at the yin/yang symbol man with a small bit of surprise on their faces.

"And why is that Zetsu?" Another figure spoke up, his blood red eyes shifting towards the man on the ground before them. "What has he done to make you feel this way?"

"We're good at what we do." The black side of Zetsu answered, "But against this man, none of that seem to matter. Even when the Shinobi around me could not tell I was around, he on the other hand did. The only reason I was able to escape was because it seems that he was distracted by something."

The Leader nodded at this, looking over towards the hunch back form of Sasori. "Is the seal you attached to the entrance working?" He asked, "Will it hold them long enough for us to finish the ritual?"

Sasori bowed, "Yes Leader-sama. The seal I placed around the area of where we currently are will hold. It is a matter you need not concern yourself with."

The rippled-eyed leader nodded, glancing over towards the blood red figure in the distance. "Cancel out the plan we set out before." He ordered, "I want both you, Itachi and Kisame to meet these teams before they reach here. Hold them off as long as you can, if you think you can do it; then kill them, all of them."

The mentioned members of the Akatsuki gave curt nods in acknowledgment and disappeared.

The leader raised his hands and the statue on which the members of the Akatsuki stood came to life. The hands of the statue began to glow with a green eerie light, each one marked with a kanji of their respective rings. "Funijutsu: Genryu Kyufujin (Sealing Technique: Phantom Dragons Nine Consuming Seals)!" The figure roared out, moving his hands into a ram seal. The giant statue roared once and nine streams of chakra shaped like dragons erupted from its gaping maw and into Gaara's comatose form. The moment the streams of chakra touched the incapacitated jinchuriki, Gaara began to scream and thrash, even has his body begun to float in front of the statue. Frothy, red substance began to pour from Gaara's eyes and mouth and began to move into the statue's waiting maw, giving the impression that is was stealing the leader of Sunagakure no Sato's soul.

'Quickly' The leader of the Akatsuki organization thought. This new figure Zetsu tells me about unnerves me. He will need watching.

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Few miles away from Sunagakure no Sato

Ridiculous

Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto's face was as expressionless as ever as he traveled through the tress of a distance forest a few miles away from Sunagakure no Sato. But inside he was a bit angry, still dealing with the fact of what happened when those Kumo ninja had attacked him. It wasn't that he had lost power of anything; he could still feel the overwhelming spiritual pressure he always had before he died. Even now during this current moment, he could not stop but take a second but fell pride at knowing just how powerful he had become. He raised his right fist a bit and held it close to his face, just seemly giving a moment to admire what he had accomplished over the few thousand years he's been fortune enough to serve under his king.

This lesson had cost him his life, but he knew from the beginning since he started his life as Shigekuni that strength his not borrowed or given to you on a silver platter. He and his Zanpakuto, Ryujin Jakka, had train for hundreds of years to be able to control their power, and even longer than that to be able to control the vast power of his Bankai. He suddenly shook his head mentally at that, those sudden thoughts that went through his mind was that of a Jinchuriki. His power was his own, the Kyuubi no Yoko, the beast that destroyed a major part of Konohagakure no Sato in this dimension seventeen years ago his dead, along with that of Uzumaki Naruto. They were both reborn, given a new life where both of them would not be overcome with hate or looked down upon by others just by how weak they once were.

The Kyuubi no Yoko was no longer, he was now a part of his soul as that of his Zanpakuto spirit, that of the powerful ancient flame-type zanpakuto. They both had lived a full life in Soul Society, but before they were able to rest like their King told them they deserve, then they had to carry out one more mission to be able to. Lowering his right hand, he couldn't help but give a small smirk at that, maybe his king had given him a hidden motive for doing something like this. For a long line of service, this was probably a chance to enjoy himself as best as he could, unleash the full power of his Shikai without the worry of casting his surrounding area's into nothing more than a blazing inferno of ashes and horrified screams of his enemies. Yes, maybe he was just seeing into things just a bit deeper than he should, but he really could see his old friend doing something like that for him.

Tossing those thoughts to the side for the moment, he focused on the matter that had been bothering him ever since he had left Sunagakure no Sato. His power was still the same before he had left, there was no doubt about that, but for some reason it felt… uncontrolled. He frowned at that, the memories of him not being able to control his spiritual pressure was lost to him, do to it being so long ago. Shigekuni wonder on this for a bit, trying to figure out why his king would not give him the control he had in this body before he had died. It was a bit of an annoyance really, like a small tick that wouldn't stop bothering a dog that sat by you.

'Unless?'

He shook his head for a moment, trying to cast out the thoughts that were clouding his mind at the moment. If what his soul was telling him was true, then the reason the Spirit King didn't give him his full control over his reiatsu was because he was giving him the potential to grow even stronger. If that was true and he took the time to train just as hard as he did in this dimension, then there was no telling how stronger he could become then what he was in his prime. The frown on his face twisted into a small dark smirk, something that was totally uncommon to be on his face. But he really couldn't help it, if it was true then the fun he was going to have in this dimension been going to be something that he had no reason but to enjoy.

Everything his king had given him was for the mission, one that he was going to fulfill with all the power that had been giving to him over the years. But he still couldn't help but frown mentally at something, a small thing that still was bothering him even now. What was the reason his king would wanted him to protect Konohagakure no Sato of all things? The same village that executed him in his previously life was Uzumaki Naruto? He sounded almost foolish for him to even thing that he would do something like that to a village that killed him. It had to be some reason why he would want him to do something like this, or he just wanted him to make amends with the village and its people. But could he really do that? Could he really protect the people that had him killed off like a dog? In a dark twisted part of his soul, he wanted nothing else but to burn every last one of them to ashes.

His dark blue eyes twisted in a tight frown, and his face formed into a scowl of one that was belittling a child. He wasn't some damn Hollow, a beast that hungered on nothing more than revenge and to kill the people that hurt him in his previously life. That was something that he could not lie about, in a small part of his heart he hated the people that had him killed because he was a threat, but that really didn't mean that he could hate the entire village. Two of his former teammates, Haruno Sakura and Hatake Kakashi both looked like they were deeply wounded far more than he had thought for his death. The pink haired woman the most, she had changed her entire form and personality from what he had remembered about her.

No matter, if they were really sorry for what they had done to him all those years ago, then they had to prove it to him through his actions. He was never a man of words as much as the other, if something really never made scene to him, then he answered those questions through that of Ryujin Jakka. Just wait for them to prove to him, for some odd reason, he could feel that the both of them would not fail him like he would have thought. When he did go to Konohagakure no Sato, and if what his king told him was true, then he had to make sure that Danzo was killed by his blade. That man from what he had heard was nothing more than a coward, using the people he had cared about to make him suffer even more before his death.

"Sorry about my teammates attacking you back there, Yamamoto-san." An easy-going voice said on the side of him.

Turning a bit to look at the source, the former Sotaicho of the Gotei thirteen looked curious at the man on the side of him. "It means nothing," He answered him, turning back towards where he was looking at before he had been distracted from his thought.

The man frowned a bit, but nonetheless tossed it aside as no mean to be disrespectful towards him. "No matter, but I would still like you to know that they will never do something like that again." The man informed, "It's just that Suna asked us to help them with the problems that as risen do to their Kage being kidnapped. Another reason is that our Raikage told them to attack anything that was seen as a threat to that of Sunagakure no Sato."

"Who are you?"

The man smiled, "My name is Darui." He introduced himself, "A Jonin-level shinobi from Kumogakure, and the right-hand-man of the Fourth Raikage-sama."

The newly known figure of Darui is a fairly tall, dark-skinned man with a slightly bulbous nose, a lazy look in his eyes and shaggy, white hair which covered his left eye from view. He wore a high-collared, sleeveless uniform with loose fitting pants, bandages on his wrists and the one-strap-over-one-shoulder flak jacket of a Kumogakure shinobi. He also had stylized characters for water and lighting tattooed on his right and left shoulders respectively, denoting his chakra's nature affinities. He carried a broad, foldable, cleaver-like sword, strapped to his back.

A young woman standing next to Darui glared at the two that had attacked Yamamoto, causing the two to frown angrily. She was a fair-skinned woman of tall stature who seemed to generally wears a stoic, aloof expression on her face. She had blue eyes and straight, blonde hair framing her face cut in an asymmetrical bob style with the front bangs reaching her shoulders. She wore a very low-cut outfit which displayed her sizeable cleavage, with mesh armor underneath, a short and red hand guards, high boots, and what appears to be a modified Kumogakure flak jacket that covers her stomach only, similar to a girdle. She also had a tanto strapped horizontally to her lower back.

"Omoi, Karui." The short light blonde haired young woman called out to her two teammates. "What you did almost caused problems with an unknown land, so no cool."

Omoi frown at that, looking towards Yamamoto with a small look of shame on his face. "Sorry about that, Yamamoto-san." He apologized, "From the way you entered the village, I thought you were an enemy that was planning on attacking it."

The girl on his left, Karui frown a bit angrily at the black haired samurai, livid at the fact that he was able to knock her away like she was nothing more than a fly to him. "Well, maybe the baka should learn how to enter a village without destroying a part of its wall." She snapped amber eyes narrowed as she looked at his back. "Baka, just what kind of ninja are you?"

"That's the point," Yamamoto spoke up, his voice carry a powerful edge to it. He still was looking at her though, which caused the dark-skinned girl to glare at him even more. "I'm not some weak ninja child; on the other hand, I am a person that follows through with his pride and honor, and that of my blade."

Karui growled at that, "Don't you dare call me weak you bastard!" She snapped at him. "And I am not a child!"

"Compared to me, yes you are." Shigekuni said, "The way you're acting doesn't give you the right to even say you're an adult."

"Just because I don't follow that stupid method you samurai have?" The red haired laughed, her voice filled with mock. "In the Shinobi world, something like that would get you killed."

"No," Yamamoto said, looking at the girl for the first time with a tight, dark look in his eyes. "But if you don't stay silent, then you just might end up dead here and now."

Karui froze at that, eyes widening a bit at the sheer volume of pressure that seem to slam into her entire body, but as soon as it came it was gone, only leaving her to stumble slightly in the next branch she landed on. Seeing this, Darui frown as he turned his gaze back towards that of Yamamoto's exposed back. If what he thought was true, then this man before him was far more powerful then he realized. This was something that he had no doubt that he had to report back to his boss, the black haired samurai before him was going to cause problems in the future if not looked at first. The dark-skinned Jonin just hoped that they could find something on this man, since he really never heard of a samurai with such low chakra being this strong.

"Tell me, Kumo-ninja." Yamamoto spoke up, "What do you think of Konoha ninja?" The two only members of team seven froze at that, deep frowns going over their faces.

Omoi looked at the black haired samurai with a curious look in his eyes. "And why would you ask something like that?"

"Just answer the question."

Temari, who was with them, answered the question for the Kumo-ninja. "I really can't answer that for you Yamamoto-san," She answered him truthfully. "Well, there was a time when I could trust a Konoha-nin with my life, or at least somewhere along those lines, but the trust as I told you before has dwindled quite a bit." She sighed a bit, not even caring about the solid cold glare that Sakura was throwing her way. "Really, the only people I'd even work with gladly are the Konoha nine," She pointed towards Sakura and Kakashi. "These two are not included into that."

"And why is that?" Yamamoto asked.

"As I told you," Temari explained. "Konoha's relations with the rest of the Five Great Shinobi Nations have deteriorated quite a bit. Four years ago it began with the execution of their Jinchuriki."

"That's not all." An old woman spoke up. "With no more alliances with the other villages, Konoha began to use force to maintain alliances. Since Konoha has the largest number of Shinobi in their ranks and because they were the most untouched throughout the Third Shinobi World War through the Yondaime Hokage, there was nothing much that the other villages could do, save for sparking another war. Not only that, but Danzo has taken the mantle of Hokage after Tsunade Senju collapsed from mental stress four years ago."

"That's enough!" The others paused in what they were going to say and turned to see Sakura glaring coldly at each of them. "Yes, Konoha has done a lot of bad things since that man has been appointed to Hokage, but I will not stand here and here you talk done about my village this way."

Karui smirked at her, "Are you mad Konoha-dog?" She mocked, trying to push the pink haired girl as much as she could. "Everything they have said is nothing but the truth. Your village as fallen, being nothing more than a scum of a village that doesn't even deserve to be on the face of the earth after what you did to you Jinchuriki!"

The dark-skinned was about to say something else, but froze as she felt the large, long blade of Sakura's naginata at her throat. Moving her head a bit carefully, Karui glanced to see the emerald eye girl glaring coldly at her. The bloodlust that Yamamoto was feeling from her was impressive to say the least, due to the way he saw the Kumo-ninja shaking a bit. So what he thought was true, the things that Danzo had been doing over the four years were something that they didn't like. That was one of the ways he could see if they were loyal to the man or not, but from what he has seen, he knew they weren't in the least.

"Stand down, Sakura." Kakashi ordered, holding in his anger a lot better than that of his student. His lone eyes turn towards the black haired samurai. "Konoha has done some bad things over the years as they have said, but I swear to you Yamamoto-san that nothing will happen that would expect. You to think we want you dead or something?" The black haired samurai looked at the silver haired Jonin for a minute, like he was almost testing him or something, but turned back in front of him.

Suddenly, as a small clearing appeared in the horizon, the group was alerted to a hail of shuriken that came flying from the right direction, forcing the group to scatter as they landed in the clearly.

Materializing on the ground before the rest, Yamamoto glared at the two people that stood before him. For some odd reason, his spiritual pressure was beginning to rise, like it was almost telling him that the two before him was to be killed. But he already knew this; the two before them was no doubt members of that organization Akatsuki, the same group his king wanted him to destroy. A small smirk appeared on his face, along with his bloodlust slowly building up within his body.

The first on the right was no doubt Uchiha Itachi; the glaring image of the Sharingan on full display was a sign on that. His haired was jet-black hair that was pulled back with red elastic in a low ponytail which extended to his shoulder blades. Under his eyes, were the long, pronounced tears. He was dress in the long black/red cloak of the Akatsuki, with his forehead protector scratch at the top. His gaze was stern, almost giving Sakura the impression that he was taking what was before him very seriously.

The one on the side of Itachi was a very tall and muscular shinobi, the tallest out of the many shinobi that were standing in the clearly. He has a distinctive shark-like appearance, complete with pale, blue skin, small, round, white eyes, and actual gills on his shoulders, and sharp triangular teeth, much like that of a shark. His hair was styled in the form of a shark fin. His fingers were covered in a dark-purple nail polish, and on his shoulders was a large bandage covered broadsword. His grin was filled with bloodlust, one that sent shivers down the spin of most of the Shinobi before him, but Genryusai was unimpressed by the way he was leaking his killer intent.

Sakura glared at the two before them, remembering the words Jiraiya-sama had told her a year after Naruto's death. While searching for Lady Tsunade, these two bastards had come after the blonde haired ninja to try and capture him, to take him back towards their hideout and take the Kyuubi no Yoko from out of his body. If it wasn't for the white haired Sannin showing before they were able to take Naruto, then she would have no doubt that they would have had Kyuubi within their grasp by now. She frowned sadly for a second, just thinking that maybe Naruto should have been taken by them. It was wrong for her to even think something like that, but it would have been better than dying knowing his entire village betrayed him.

Eyes narrowed, Darui shifted a bit, his right hand gripping a hold of the large blade on his back. Any Shinobi of this time knew these two before them, so he wasn't going to allow himself to make any wrong moves that would end up with him and his team dead. He looked over towards the black haired samurai and narrowed his eyes, seeing how the man was looking at the two S-class Shinobi with a look of cold bloodlust in his eyes. Others would be caution with these two before them, but this samurai before him didn't even seem to look worried, it almost seem the longer he stood there he was getting bored. It was almost unsettling to see him looking like that; just how powerful could he be to be looking so clam in front of this person?

"Darui-sempai," The short blonde haired girl called out, her right hand was clenched tight on her tanto as her eyes were narrowed at the two criminals before them. "Those two are Uchiha Itachi and Hoshigaki Kisame, what do you want us to do?"

"Samui," The dark-skinned man called out, not letting his eyes leave the two men before them. "Can you read their chakra? To tell how high they are?"

The short blonde haired woman nodded, closing her eyes for a moment to feel out the two before her. She raised her hands, forming a ram seal as she quickly concentrated. A second later she opened her eyes, with a look of sheer shock on her face, which was uncommon for her. "Uchiha Itachi's levels are impressive, just as must as your sempai." She deducted, "But Kisame seems to have an insane about of chakra within his body, almost on the level of Bee-sensei."

Karui cursed, holding her blade in both her hands. "Dammit!" She took a step closer, keeping her eyes on any moves that the two would make. "Who would have thought we would meet these two of all people? This is going to be harder than I first thought."

"No, doubt about that." Omoi said, holding his katana as well. "I just hope we don't make a mistake, which will end up with us killed, and then our families will be sad." He would have kept going, but stopped as he saw Itachi step forward.

Temari cursed, eyes narrowing into slits as she took in the red clouded cloaks they had on. She opens both large fans wind, creating a powerful shockwave of wind that cracked the ground around her. Gathering a good bit of chakra towards her fans, she roared out in anger. "Futon: Kazekiri no Jutsu (Wind Release: Wind Cutter Technique)!" She swung her body like a top, releasing to huge waves of cutting wind with each swing of her body. The ground in front of her exploded, being cut to pieces as the blades of wind traveled across the area towards the two Akatsuki members at impressive speeds.

Both Akatsuki members didn't move, almost looking at the incoming elemental ninjutsu with a bored expression on their faces. The blonde haired Suna-ninja's eyes were narrowed into slits, looking at the two to see if they were going to move. She wanted them to suffer even if they weren't the ones that had taken her brother; it was just something that her heart was telling her. She didn't care if she didn't cut them to pieces; all she wanted was to make sure she caused some type of damage to them before they were able to attack. But it didn't seem like none of them seem to care about her jutsu, like they didn't seem think it could wound them.

"What the hell are they doing?" She growled out but eyes widening when she saw the blue Akatsuki member disappear from where he was standing. The next instant he appeared before her Kazekiri no Jutsu with a large blood thirsty grin on his fast, the large sword in his hands covered with a heavy amount of water.

"A technique like this won't work on either of us." Kisame finally spoke up, the bloodlust still dripping from his voice. "So, if it's not a problem, care to take this back?" The powerful swing finished, creating a powerful shockwave that tore the very ground from under where the jutsu exploded. A suddenly wave of water washed over them, covering a good section on where Kisame was.

Temari and the others cursed before jumping to dodge the sudden wave of water. Looking down, their eyes widen at seeing Yamamoto still standing where he was, the same expression still on his face since they landed on the ground.

"What the hell do you think you're doing dumbass?" Kauri cried out. "Get out of the way before you're killed!"

"Killed?" The black haired Shinigami finally spoke, looking at the rushing wave of water that was mere inches away from colliding with his body, "Ridiculous for you even to suggest something like that is possible." He still didn't move, but what looks like a powerful wave of flames suddenly busted from his body, turning the water before into nothing but hot vapor.

"What…" Samui looked on in shock, her face covered in an expression that was not common for her face. "Was that flames?"

"How… is that possible?" Omoi said, looking towards the black haired samurai with a somewhat nervous expression on his face. "I didn't see a single hand seal? Is he just too fast for us to see?"

The old elder of Sunagakure no Sato narrowed her eyes, almost not believing what she saw happen before her eyes. "It's not that you didn't see any hand seal, child."

Karui looked at her, wondering where the old woman was going with this. "What do you mean?" She asked. "Are you trying to say he didn't use any handseals?"

"That's exactly what she's saying."

Team Samui looked over towards the dark-skinned Jonin all shocked to see the serious expression on his face. It was something they weren't used to seeing; Darui had always been seen with a lazy expression on his face. But right now he was a serious as they had ever seen him, which caused a bad feeling to build up in their stomach. They glanced back down at Yamamoto, looking at the same stance and posture that they were used to seeing him standing. There was no doubting it now, this man before them was extremely powerful, and the only thing they needed to do his just see where this was going to lead them.

They landed and readied themselves, waiting for the two Akatsuki members to make any move. When the water cleared, they were each surprise to see Sakura Haruno clashing blades with the shark-like Akatsuki member. The pink haired girl's hands were clenched tight on the long handle of her naginata, pushing down with all her might to try and push back Kisame as hard as she could. But nothing seems to be working; it was like the tall shark-like man was almost toying with her. He smirked at her, before position his large blade in a position to cut her head from her shoulders; Sakura's eyes widened and she jumped backwards just in time to save her head from being on the ground.

The pink haired Shinobi cursed, eyes narrowed hatefully as her body was blown across the area. She let go of Chi Shoken with her right hand before gather an impressive amount of chakra in her naginata. "Suiha-Houryuujin (Water-Break Dragon Circle)!" She cried out, swinging her large blade in a long arc.

Kisame stepped a bit back in surprise, looking in front of him as several dragons of pure water blasted towards him at impressive speeds. He smirked a bit, swinging his large blade directly into the dragons, shattering them on contact, along with absorbing the chakra that was used to create them.'I must say, that girl is far more surprising then that Suna girl. She uses something of that level with using not a single hand seal.' He blurred forward, appearing before Sakura and swinging down at her.

Sakura bit back a cursed, feeling foolish that she had lost track of her opponent like that. She raised Chi Shoken and clenched her body, feeling the ground crack under her at the strength behind the blow. She looked up, struggling with all her might to be able to hold the man back as long as she could. Even before she came here, she knew that these Akatsuki members were going to be strong, but she just didn't know how strong they were. She could feel her knees beginning to weaken, but she continued to hold on as long as she could.

"I must say girl," Kisame said suddenly, bearing down on the girl as he applied more of his strength. "I never thought I would see someone being able to use that Kenjutsu style."

Despite the situation she was in, Sakura couldn't help but smirk, "Why so surprised?" She asked him in a somewhat mocking way. "Are you surprised that a girl of all things could use it?"

Kisame grinned darkly before lashing out with a kick; Sakura's eyes widen at the suddenly chance of tactics and cursed out in pain. "Not really girl," He replied as he put his blade onto his shoulders. "It's just that you seemed to not have mastered it as it should." He was about to say something else, but cursed in pain as he felt a lighting in fused blade cut into his back. He twisted and swung, colliding with the person into a shower of lighting and water.

Kakashi glared at the man before him, livid by the fact that this bastard had managed to wound his student before him. "You talk too much," he said as he pushed down more with his lighting covered blade. "In a battle between Shinobi, you should never allow yourself to drop your guard."

"You should tell yourself that as well, Kakashi." A cold voice said from behind.

The sliver haired Jonin's eyes widen in shock, cursing as he made a mistake of being caught off so quickly. He slammed a kick into Kisame's body and twisted around with a powerful swing, trying to intercept the blow that was coming towards his face. He wasn't fast enough and was kicked directly in the face, he cried out in pain, feeling his body rocketing across the area before slamming into a tree. His lone eyes narrowed and he kicked up with his hands before vanishing, a second later he appeared directly behind a still airborne Itachi. His lighting covered katana cut through the air in an instant, creating an electric shock as it traveled directly to cut the Sharingan wielder in half.

The black haired Shinobi vanished in a burst of smoke, just before the blade was able to cut him in half from the waist. A second later he appeared under Kakashi's guard, swing an axe-kick to break the man's back in two. The silver haired Jonin cursed, knowing that if he didn't do something quick, then his back was going to be broken do to the air that was being released from the kick. He jumped into the kick without hesitation, bracing his body as the kick slammed into his back, launching him into the ground and digging a sizable trench. Itachi stood straight, the same expression on his face as he looked at both the glaring Kakashi and Sakura.

"Very impressive Hatake Kakashi," He complimented. "It seems over the four years since Naruto-kun's death, you have increased you capabilities to a larger level than I would have thought."

Kakashi picked himself up, holding his katana at his side. His eye was narrowed into a slit, and he was clenching his fist tightly around his blade. "I think I'm going to decline a compliment from you, Uchiha Itachi." He stated darkly, removing his headband from his Sharingan eye. From this moment on he knew he could not hold back, if he did, then there was no doubt in his mind that he was going to die if he did.

Kisame stepped at Itachi's side, looking at the two before him with a look of interest in his eyes, "They're pretty impressive, huh, Itachi." He said; the same blood thirsty grin on his face. "Both of their skills in Kenjutsu is pretty impressive, but it's really nothing that I can't handle."

Sakura narrowed her only eye at him, angered by the fact that she could hear the mocking tone in his voice, "Bastard!" She spat. "Underestimating us is going to get you dead!"

"I highly doubt that little girl." The shark man said.

"You seem mad about something." Itachi asked; the same expression on his face as he looked at the two before him. "I wonder what it is."

"If it wasn't for you," Sakura growled out as she rushed forward with the intent to wipe the man before her from the face of the earth. "Then your damn brother would have never betrayed Konoha! And NARUTO would not have been killed!" She swung downward, releasing a large amount of water as she did.

Kisame laughed and lashed out, the great blade in his hands absorbing the chakra in the water in mere seconds. "You made a mistake at coming here pinkie!" He placed his large blade directly on Sakura's shoulder, and before she could move he jerked.

Sakura cried out in pain, feeling the large blade shaving into her right shoulder blade. She jumped back and landed next to her sensei, kneeling as she glared hatefully at the man before them. "Samehada (Shark Skin)," She said, "One of the Seven Swordsmen's blades, able to take chakra from its enemies and use it as its own."

Kisame chuckled, "You seem a bit knowledgeable. At least you seem to know what you're dealing with," He grinned darkly, his teeth making his appearance even darker than before. "It's a pity though, you just can't seem to tell that you're about to die."

"You either shark face!"

Kisame swung Samehada in front of his body, blocking the wind enhanced kunai that were close to stabbing into his chest. He watched as both Temari and Chiyo came closer, both tense up and ready to fight at any given moment. "It seems more of you wish to die," He said.

"What are you two doing here?" Sakura asked, not taken her eyes from the two before her. "I thought you would have left with the Kumo ninja."

Chiyo smiled a bit, looking at the pink haired girl with a impressed look on her face. "We couldn't just leave you to deal with this," She replied. "We sent the Kumo team in front of us to be able to retrieve Gaara while we deal with these two before us."

"If they're here before us," Temari spoke up. "Then I have no doubt that they have started to extract Shukaku from my brother." She was tensed with worry, but she made sure not to take her guard from the two that stood before her.

Kakashi nodded, "That seems possible. "He replied, "It could tell us why these two are in front of us. But I would have thought they would have used some type of clone to hold us, but this seem like the real deal." He narrowed his eyes, "What is the reason why the both of you would show yourself before us like this?"

"Very good Kakashi," Itachi said, "The reason on why we are here are not because of any of you. But we wanted to know of the man behind you."

Kakashi and the others paused for a moment, looking back to see Yamamoto walking towards them with a cold look in his eyes. What shocked them a bit was the very area around him was breaking apart, floating into the air before becoming nothing more than things they could not see. They could feel a heavy pressure around them, but it did not seem to be directed towards them. Glancing back towards Itachi and Kisame, they were shocked to see the two looking like they were struggling to stay standing before them. They were hiding it well, but they could not hide the sweat that was building up on their foreheads.

Stepping on the side of the silver haired Jonin; Yamamoto cast his cold dark blue eyes on him. "Leave now," He demanded. "This is not your mission; you must catch up with the Kumo Shinobi and help bring back Gaara."

Sakura's lone eye widened, already figuring out what the man was planning. "Are you planning on fighting these two by yourself?" She asked, her eye narrowing in a tight slit. "NO! I will not leave just because you tell me."

Shigekuni glared at her, feeling angry that she would even dare tell him something like that. But for some odd reason, he wanted to know why he could feel so much hate rolling off her body. "And if you do stay, what is the reason on why you want to fight these two so bad?" He asked before shaking his head. "No, what is the reason why you want Uchiha-san's head?"

The pink haired girl stood tall, "If I kill Itachi here and now." She growled out darkly, "Then I can use is head to bring out Uchiha Sasuke."

"And why do you want that?" The black haired shinigami asked.

"It's simple, I want revenge." She said, "Sasuke wants to kill Itachi, I want to kill him for what he did to our teammate four years ago."

Yamamoto paused for a moment, a bit shocked at what he heard come from the pink haired girl's mouth, even though he didn't show it. Those words were something he never thought that would come from her mouth; maybe over the course of four years since he had been dead in this world, the girl before him really did care enough about him to take revenge for him. He smirked at that; maybe this girl before him was more surprising than he had thought. But no matter, even though she was surprising to him, he wasn't going to allow her to get in his way when his mission was about to begin.

"You'll get your revenge on Uchiha Sasuke soon," He told her. "Right now, you have a mission to complete. These two, I will deal with them myself."

Kakashi stepped forward, covering his eye and sheathing his katana on his back. "He's right Sakura."

"What?"

Kakashi sighed a bit, "I know how you feel Sakura, but we do have a mission too completely before we allow are personal feeling to get into this." His eyes narrowed and he put a hand on her shoulder, "It will come to you Sakura, but this just isn't the time."

The old woman stepped forward, a deep frown on her face as she looked at the pink haired girl. "We need to go now Sakura," She said. "Even though I don't know the reason, that revenge you want will come sooner than you think."

"Leave now." Yamamoto ordered, his dark blue eyes narrowed as he looked at the two before him. "When you arrive where the Kumo team is currently at, Kakashi I want you to take over and do anything you can to take back Gaara." Kakashi nodded a feeling in his stomach that he should follow everything this man was telling him. "Sakura, Lady Chiyo, and Temari will provide as back up if you meet any other enemies. If you're able to, then kill them, all of them."

"Hai!" They agreed, having the same feeling as Kakashi building up in their chest.

"Then leave now," They vanished as quickly as they could, heading in the direction of where they could see a large pathway in the distance. Sakura looked back, watching as Yamamoto stood before the two Akatsuki members without a look of fear in his eyes. She wanted to know just how powerful he was, to try and level the strength of where he was to the others she had seen. It was odd really; the other reason was that she wanted to know why she felt a bit of worry in her chest for him. She shook her head, focusing on the matter at hand before her.

In the distance of where they left, the blue shark-like member of Akatsuki laughed. "Oh," He slammed his hands together, gathering a large amount of chakra into his mouth. "Do you really think we would allow you to escape? Our orders were to kill all of you, just not one of you."

He was about to fire off a large amount of compress balls of water at the four, but was cut off as he felt an incredible force slam into his chest. He cried out in sheer pain, his body rocketing across the area and slamming into multiple trees in the forest a few yards away from where he was standing moment before. Itachi's eyes widened for the first time, not even seeing the black haired shinigami before him even move to attack his partner. Looking back, and this time on full guard, he saw Yamamoto standing there with his sheathed sword in his left hand. His eyes were narrowed, and he was looking at the both of them like they were nothing but mere children to him.

"How foolish," He stated in a dark edge. "Tell me, do you honestly believe that I would allow you to go after them?"

"So you are Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto." Itachi said, keeping his guard up. "I must say, you are the only man I have known to be able to locate Zetsu."

"Zetsu?" Shigekuni repeated, "So that was that spy that was hiding in the building?" He smirked a bit "He should be grateful I was a bit distracted by something. That was the only reason he was able to even come back to you alive."

Itachi furrowed his brows at that, "You seem confident that you could kill him?" He shook his head. "No, my words were a little improper. A ninja is always confidence in his abilities, but you seem far too confident."

Yamamoto eyes stayed narrowed coldly, but he was curious at what the Uchiha was trying to say. "Oh?" He said, "And why do you think I'm too confident?"

Two kunai fell from Itachi's sleeve, and he glared coldly at the black haired man before him. "Do you honestly believe that you can take on two S-class ninja by yourself?" Yes he was powerful; there was no doubt in his mind about it. But this was getting over the edge. It didn't matter though, Leader-sama wanted this man stopped, and it was his job to do so. "You even sent away your backup. This fight between us will not last long, and when it's over, you will be the one not walking away from this."

"Backup?" The words were unknown too Yamamoto. "I, need back up?" He tilted his head down a bit, his eyes casting a powerful, murderous gaze as he looked at the Uchiha before him. "I am here, that is all the backup I need."

Itachi sidestepped on instinct, almost having the entire right side of his body blown to piece by a powerful wave of lighting that seem to come flying towards him at insane speeds. He cursed a bit and threw the two kunai in his hands. The two kunai crossed the distance before them in an impressive display of speed, but seemed to slow down as they got closer towards the unmoving black haired Shinigami. The Sharingan wielder's eyes widen something that was not common for him to do as he saw the kunai he threw turn to ashes. What he saw should be impossible! But the evident was direct in his face.

"Impressive." Itachi said, his eyes taken the form of the expression less stern gaze he was known for. "You seem to have a chakra Affinity greater than even an Uchiha."

"My power as nothing to do with a chakra affinity," Yamamoto stated coldly. "But it means nothing; it won't be long before your entire existence as been erased from this plane."

"Suiton: Daikodan no Jutsu (Water Release: Great Shark Bullet Technique)!" A familiar voice cried out.

Shigekuni swung his right arm to his side, backhanding the large shark made out of pure water like it was nothing more than an annoyance to him. He turns his head to the side, a look of annoyance on his face as he looked at the heavily bleeding Hoshigaki Kisame, who was glaring at him with a murderous expression on his face. The black haired Shinigami knew he was still alive, but he thought the fool would have been smart enough to stay where he was and wait his turn, or at least take this time to run away to save what little life he still had. But he didn't, he stood before him with a look on his face that wanted to continue fighting, even if he didn't seem to get that it was nothing more than a futile attempt on his part to live a bit longer. The only on the left side of his stomach was large and going through his entire body, but he still seem to be able to stand.

Yamamoto was a bit impressed. "You're still alive?" He turned a bit. "Well, it seems I need to put more power into my strikes then I thought."

Itachi looked at his partner, wincing mentally at the giant hole that was on the left side on his body. "Can you still fight Kisame?" He asked.

The blue shark haired man smirked, "Don't worry about me Itachi." He wipes the blood that was on his lip. Even though he was acting tough right now, he knew he had to buy time for Samehada to heal his wounds. "He just took me by surprise; I didn't think he could cause that much damage by just thrusting his katana into my chest." His cloak was also destroyed, showing the clothes he used to wear when he was still a Shinobi of Kirigakure.

"I'm growing tired of your water techniques." Yamamoto said, turning fully to face the tall man yards away from him. "Do you have anything else to show me before you die? Make it an effort that will give me the impression that you want your life."

Kisame frowned at this, the blood thirty grin on his face vanishing. "What do you mean by that?" From his mind, he knew this man couldn't be doing what he thought. "Are you going to allow me to use my most powerful jutsu?"

Yamamoto's eyes stayed on his, "Yes." He said, not a single amount of fear in his voice. "Now give me your best shot boy."

Kisame grinned darkly at this, feeling that Samehada was finish healing the wound in his chest. "My, you really are arrogant." He said, feeling his body began to transform into the form that he loved more than anything. "Do you think that just because you were able to land just one blow that I would die so easily? That you would walk away as the victor," He chuckled darkly, his teeth becoming jiggered along with his body growing larger and stronger. "No matter, I'm going to enjoy ripping you apart."

The black haired Shinigami furrowed his brows at this, looking at the now transformed ninja before him with a curious look in his eyes. Kisame was different in some sort way; now he looked like a man that fully became a shark. He seemed to have merged completely with his sword, which caused him to take on a more shark-like appearance, growing fins and webbed hands that seem to allow him to move through water with considerable ease. The way he had transformed like this gave the former Soutaicho the impression that he was fighting a Hollow, not that of a ninja any longer. His eyes narrowed even further at this, it seems that wanting them dead was something that his king was right about.

Kisame stood tall, grinning darkly as he flexed his now claw hands. "You like?" He asked. "This is the form I can take when I fuse with my sword, Samehada."

"Stop talking." Yamamoto stated darkly, still not moving from where he was standing. "Now, like I said before, give me your best shot, boy."

Kisame glared darkly, but nonetheless slammed his hands together and gathered a large amount of chakra deep from within his body and Samehada. "Get some cover, Itachi." He stated, his mouth twitching into the familiar dark smirk.

Itachi nodded before jumping a distance away onto a large hill, something that was large enough and far away to watch the fight below him. It was rather interesting to see what was going to happen. Fusing with Samehada was something he had never seen Kisame do all the time, and it was only when the enemy was powerful enough to make him do so. But this was different; the enemy had gave Kisame the time to be able to use his most powerful technique, something that he thought the black haired samurai was going to regret soon.

Back towards the two enemies, Kisame grinned as he felt his chakra was ready to be released. "This is something that you asked for, Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto. Just don't beg for mercy when you are being devoured by sharks." He pulled back a bit, his entire chest compressing out like a giant balloon ready to burst. "Suiton: Dai Bakusui Shoha (Water Release: Great Exploding Water Colliding Wave)!"

The entire area in front of Yamamoto exploded in; seemly making it look like a giant vase ocean was in front of the man. But he didn't even seem to waver for a moment, his eyes still narrowed into slits as he looked at the large tidal wave that was bigger than that of even a mountain. On top of the mountain Side Ocean of water was Kisame, who was laughing darkly as he looked down on Yamamoto like he was nothing more than an ant. He raised his hands again, going through more handseals before slamming his hands down on the ocean of water. Seconds later, what seemed like thousands of sharks made out of water came charging forwards, all aimed to devour the man that was standing before them.

"Suiton: Senshokuko (Water Release: A Thousand Feeding Sharks)!" The transformed ninja roared out in laugher. "NOW DIE!"

Yamamoto shifted his left feet up a bit, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the large mass of water sharks that was heading directly for him. "Impressive," He complimented, his right hand going over his Zanpakuto. "But it is nothing that I can handle. You are nothing more than a beast, a thing that likes nothing more than to kill, even if that person doesn't have any way to fight you back."

Kisame laughed, "It seems you do know something about me." He mocked.

"Hitotsume: Nadegiri ("The First: Killing Stroke")." Yamamoto stated darkly, withdrawing his Zanpakuto from sheath and striking down.

It happen in an instant, and from where he was standing, Itachi felt his eyes widened in completely astonishment at what he saw. The large mountain size mass of water exploded into two half, seemly cutting in half by a powerful strike of a sword. Moments later, Kisame fell down, his body split in half down the middle. Even from here, Itachi could see the shock expression on Kisame's face. What he had just saw just confirmed everything; this man was indeed more powerful than anything he had ever seen. He had to dispose of him, and no matter how much he didn't want to use it, he knew that might be the only thing that might help him walk out of this fight alive.

Using Shunshin, he appeared in a cloud of smoke a few yards away from the now confirmed power samurai before him. "There's no mistaking it now," He said in a dark serious tone. "You are indeed powerful, far more powerful then I had realized."

Yamamoto stood up straight, sheathing the seal Ryujin Jakka as he looked at the young man before him. "So it seems you finally want to fight for your life," He stated. "No matter, you will be dead just like your partner is now." He suddenly paused for a moment, looking behind himself; he saw the form of Kisame move a bit. "Impressive, even when being split in half you still have the will to move."

A half of Kisame moved; turning and rushing towards Yamamoto's exposed back with a look of rage on his face. "RRGGGGHHH!" He roared.

Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto's eyes narrowed into dark, murderous slits. "Hoshigaki Kisame, member of the organization Akatsuki. By order of the Soul King, you are here by sentence." His tone took on an even darker feel to it, "To Complete Annihilation." With those words said, he took a hold of his Zanpakuto and swung.

The black haired Shinobi's eyes widening at the sheer volume of flames that seem to power from the man's sword as soon as he released it. The wave of flames seems to tower even greater than the wave of water that Kisame had created. Without warning, Itachi's eyes shifting, and he braced himself as a powerful wave of flames seem to overwhelm his entire form from view. Seconds later, the flames disappeared, showing the figure of Yamamoto standing in the same spot he was. His eyes were narrowed, and he was clenching Ryujin Jakka tightly in his hands.

A small part of his mission had been completely, Hoshigaki Kisame was no more. Just like his king had order him to do before sending him to this world, he had burned not just Kisame's body to ashes, but his soul as well. Yamamoto scoffed, thinking that the person he had just killed was nothing more than scum, a piece of dirt that didn't even deserve the satisfaction of being taken out by his Zanpakuto. He turned around to face Itachi, but raised a brow in curiosity at the large, humanoid figure that was manifested above him.

"Oh," Yamamoto called out, a bit impressed by the spiritual pressure that was leaking from the humanoid figure's body. "And what is this I might ask?"

"Susanoo (Literally meaning: He with the ability to help by all means)" Itachi called out, his eyes shifting to the form of the Mangekyo Sharingan. The figure above him was yellow, and looked humanoid from what Yamamoto was seeing before him. It seemed to be in a complete form; a normal face with what resembled locks of hair framing it. The only oddity that Itachi's Susanoo displayed was an appendage on its chin reminiscent of a Pharaoh's false beard. It had two sets of arms, which were conjoined at the elbow; the secondary arms are manifested as required. Seconds later, armor surrounded the beast fully, resembling a long-nosed tengu which wears a pair of magatama earrings.

"You seem to have finally taken this fight seriously," Yamamoto said with a dark small smirked appearing on his face. "Then, to not be rude, I must do the same as well." The katana in his hands burst into an enormous amount of flames, covering the entire area like a second sun that was threatening to destroy dimension around them. "Reduce All Creation to Ash," Yamamoto intoned, his eyes narrowed as he looked at Itachi's widen, almost fearful expression that totally different to be seen on his face. "Ryujin Jakka (Flowing Blade-like Flame)."

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End Chapter Four

A/N: Don't say it because I already know. Yes, I'm a bastard for doing something like that, but I had to leave it like it was. Hoped you enjoyed everything! Said that I was updating Me Bleach/Avatar crossover, but I just had to get this chapter down as fast as I could. If you have plans on the way you want the fight against Yamamoto and Itachi to go, then just tell me on your review. Thanks for reading!

Be updating another one of my fic's within a week, since my good beta needs a break sometimes which I'm willing to give him. Lol! Hoped you enjoyed if only a little bit

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