You could practically touch the energy in the club as the two fighters duked it out inside of the cage as The Glitch Mob's-Nalepa Monday shook the club.

Money was practically being thrown at the betting table, everyone placing their bets on the muscular blonde man as he blocked his opponent, a dark tan man who was attempting to knee him. He deftly blocked a knee and tripped his opponent, roughly landing on top of him. As soon as the two hit the ground, there was nothing but a flurry of fists and splatters of blood. The man on the bottom stood no chance, and was unconscious within a few seconds.

Seemingly satisfied with his carnage, the man on top slowly climbed to his feet, tossing his damp blonde and red streaked hair away form his face, showing the crowd his facial features. He had a tan, whiskered face, a pair of piercing violet eyes, and a fox-like grin that showed off his abnormally long canines, along with an eyebrow piercing. The crowd roared in response as he walked out of the ring, throwing on an orange vest to cover his chiseled abdomen and chest.

"Nice fight boss!" The man's second in command exclaimed with a grin. The man gave a loud laugh before answering him.

"Just your run of the mill thug, thought he was hot shit, needed to get knocked down a few notches. Looks like a Kumo shinobi, drop him off at the lightning border and just hope somebody comes along and takes care of the poor bastard. And a bottle of Solani Shi would hit the spot right about now, don't ya agree Yushin?"

He was about 6'2", the same height as Naruto. He was muscular as well, molded by years of training, club fights, and organization duels. He was heavily tattooed, with a pierced ear, eyebrow, and tongue. His ice blue hair was almost a clone of Naruto's blonde spiky locks, and his eyes were an emerald green.

The man now identified as Yushin grinned maniacally and nodded before striding off to get the sake. Naruto chuckled as he ambled through the crowd and settled down at the VIP lounge, cracking his neck, leaning his head back as he slouched into the cushioned booth, a smirk coming to his face as he observed his club. The energy. The music. The people.

He was the boss. He owned it all.

And it felt amazing.

He tapped his foot as the D.J put on Ludacris's-Get Back thumping the club with spine-vibrating bass. His smirk grew into another full blown grin as a person slid into the booth next to him, accompanied by the clinking of glasses.

"One bottle of Solani Shi, and two glasses." Yushin said with his crazy grin as he poured up two glasses. Naruto downed his glass in one go, exhaling softly as the molten hot alcohol made it's way through his body before pooling in his stomach. Try as he might, Yushin just never could obtain his boss's iron digestive system. He exhaled sharply before coughing, eyes almost as red as the neon lasers on the dance floor. Naruto just laughed as he poured another two glasses, chugging his own before pushing the opposing glass to his friend and second-in-command.

Around 2 years after his expulsion for the leaf after the Uchiha retrieval mission, he'd been at a bar in rice country after a day at work when a lean-muscled teenager around his age sat next to him. It was a one in a million scenario. The two just exchanged a few words, ended up having a drawn out conversation that went on well into the wee hours of the morning. Both agreed to meet at the bar each evening after their work. thus their bar-struck friendship evolved into them being the founders of what was possibly the largest black market in the elemental nations.

"Now look heer Naruto. You, areee my besht friend, ya know that?" Yushin slurred heavily, giving him another lopsided grin. Naruto felt the effects of the alcohol washing over him, and simply embraced it. While he was no where near as plastered as his friend, but he was fairly tipsy.

"You're my best friend too dude, now go have some fun, i'll see ya in a few." Naruto said, nudging him off to the cage where two men were brawling. Yushin gave a whoop as he trotted off to the cage. Naruto raised an eyebrow as one of his fellow henchmen strode up to him before bowing.

"Shogun-sama...a ninja team is here to see you." Naruto chuckled before waving him off.

"Deal with 'em like we always do. Leave the bodies in the basement, I'll torch 'em later.

"Hai Shogun-sama. Um, there's one other thing..." The man trailed off uncertainly, gulping as Naruto lowered his shades, violet eyes gazing at him menacingly.

"Which is? You know i'm understanding and all, but i've got a pet peeve about hesitance, spit it out." he said sternly.

"Their from Konoha, Shogun-sama." The man nearly ran as Naruto's eyes flashed red. He got to his feet, staring at the man intently.

"You are sure of this?"

"H-Hai Shogun-sama." he answered truthfully. Naruto gave a quick nod before walking away. As he sifted throughout the throngs of dancers and partygoers, he locked eyes with a few of his men on the upper floor. He gave them a quick couple of hand instructions, walking on as they nodded and began enacting their task.

Naruto leapt up to the balcony overlooking one of the main dance floors. His hawk gaze settled upon the group of ninja as they were subconsciously lead onto the dance floor by both the crowd and his strategically placed henchmen. He felt his blood boil as he saw just who the Konoha ninja were.

*With the Konoha team*

Kakashi's head began pounding as the music constantly assaulted his ears. He really wondered what type of person this self proclaimed "Shogun" was if he resided in a place like this.

One of Jiraiya's spies had finally discovered both where and why the leaf's supplies were dwindling. Turns out their supply caravans were being raided by a local gang. When this was reported, Tsunade simply frowned and sent a few Chunin guards along with the next caravan.

The entire caravan, save one horribly wounded civilian, were slaughtered down to the oxen. Said civilian was sent to Konoha to tell the Hokage what he'd seen. Tsunade was more than sufficiently angered by this point, and sent a few genin teams, 3 Chunin squads, a team of Tokubetsu Jonin and regular Jonin.

Same result. Every last one of them, down to the fresh genin graduates, were killed. Before Tsunade herself could lead the caravans, Jiraiya received a tip not only of who was running the raids, but where he was located.

Which is where Kakashi, and his specially selected team consisting of Kiba Inuzuka, Sakura Haruno, Ino Yamanaka, Neji and Hinata Hyuga, and Asuma Sarutobi found themselves. Some extravagant club settled on the border between Fire, Rain, and Grass country. He and his team did their best to sift through the crowd, but they were constantly being pushed every which way.

They found themselves on a dance floor when the crowd suddenly shrunk away, replaced by a ring of menacing guards. The Konoha team warily made a guarding circle. Before Kakashi had a chance to speak, a man jumped down in front of them with his back turned. all of them gulped as they felt the sheer aura of power the fabled "Akuma Shogunate" radiated simply standing in front of them. He slowly turned to them, revealing his identity.

Every last one of them felt their blood turn to ice as the piercing violet eyes settled upon them. He reached inside of his vest and produced a pair of gloves with titanium plating the back, knuckles, individual joints, and the sides of them. Neji, Hinata, and Kakashi noticed that they were layered in extremely complex and incomprehensible seals.

"Well, well, well. Look who's in MY club on this beautiful...Yo YUSHIN! What's today?!", He bellowed over the music.

A voice echoed from across the club, the opponents hearing a slurred "thurshday!".

"Thursday evening! Yeah, Thursday evening." Naruto drawled, eyes running over all of them.

"Naruto...what are you doing here?" Kakashi asked in disbelief, flinching as he received a harsh chuckle. Naruto shook his head and grinned as he slowly pulled the gloves on.

"Being beaten as a kid, pushed to the side as your sensei chooses to train some snobby, traitorous little cocksucker, and being banished from your home because you did your JOB," Naruto paused, letting his Killer Intent flare over the the group. Only Kakashi and Asuma managed to remain stoic, while the other Chunin and Jonin began shaking, Kiba vomiting and Sakura's breath hitching. Naruto continued, not acknowledging the ninja team cowering before him.

"it tends to do things to ya. That's why you're looking at him in the flesh and blood, the Akuma Shogunate himself!" He proclaimed with his arms spread and a wide smile.

The Leaf team gulped as they looked at Naruto. The Akuma Shogun was the only S-class civilian on record, known for his brutal taijutsu and destructive ninjutsu, as well as his own personal dreaded ninja art known as the Morph Style.

The Morph Style was Naruto's own personal infusion of his own Bijuu's chakra into his own deadly taijutsu. This allowed him to add in extra arms made of solid chakra, reinforce his blows, cast A-Rank+ ninjutsu almost instantly, no hand signs needed, and overpower even the strongest of opponents with ease. He also created his own gloves out of a special alloy he had designed using the chakra conducting metals mined from Iron Country, and the extremely rare black steel from the mountains of Iwagakure. To top it off, with a little help from Kurama and Yushin, he layered the gloves in several special seals of various uses, increasing their power easily 100 fold.

No one ever knew how truly deadly Naruto's sloppy, randomly produced on-the-fly taijutsu could be, but it was the fact that it was the only of it's kind. Neither Kakashi, Itachi, or Sasuke would admit it, but even with fully matured Sharingans, The way Naruto's taijutsu simply had no basis or formal katas, and that he simply fought off the top of his head, made it very frustrating to block and counter strike against him.

"But anyway, talk is cheap. Why don't we have a little fun?" He asked, grinning and cocking his head. Firing off a few seals, he slammed his hands to the ground, bring up a set of red cages that bound each individual member of the team. He tapped his finger on his chin in mock thought as he looked over each leaf shinobi, before snapping. The cage around Sakura released, and she shakily stood her ground against her former teammate. The two remained motinoless for a minute before Naruto spoke up.

"Well? Watcha waitin' on ya harlot?!" He barked. Sakura took a deep breath before rushing forward with her teeth bared. She thrust forward with a strong right cross, only to be laid out on her back groaning in pain in mere seconds.

Everyone except Kakashi and the Hyuga siblings gasped.

The three special-eyed shinobi gulped as they replayed the scene in their head.

As Sakura punched, Naruto ducked low and spun to his left, driving his left elbow into her gut. Without missing a beat, he grasped her wrist with his left arm and jerked as he drove his right arm into her ribcage, causing her ribs to break and her shoulder socket to shatter from the sheer force of the pull. He then wrapped his right arm around her neck and shoulder tossed her into the floor.

Hard.

They could see a multitude of broken bones within the pinkette's body, and even wth her own medical prowess, and that of Tsunade's, her recuperation would take a very long time.

Naruto looked down at the whimpering form of his former teammate and placed a sneaker to her throat before leaning down closer to her face.

"Any last words, you pink-headed skank?" he quipped.

Tears flowed down her face as she choked out a response.

"What was that? Speak up for me." He hissed.

"P-please Naruto, have m-m-mercy." she cried. Naruto stared at her before bursting into a fit of laughter. He threw his head back and laughed, letting it echo throughout the music-filled club. He simply flexed his leg, and a sickening sound resonated. It sounded like a horrid combination between a bone breaking and an organ being squashed. The Konoha team looked wide-eyed as Sakura's eyes rolled into the back of her head, a tiny choked breath escaping her flattened throat.

The blonde removed his foot from Sakura's crushed neck, and cracked his back, looking back at his caged infiltrators. He flashed his foxy grin before asking.

"So...who's next?"

To be continued...

Hope you guys enjoyed this one, took me about three days, and I think I'll just do chronological fights or something of the sort. Anyway, ciao!

-Fett-spy