I think I am beginning to get the gist of most people's rejection of the story, I may have forgotten about the whole "what makes Naruto, Naruto" stuff and since I am too far into this, I can only offer this, I will include Naruto's past in the Elemental nations, where under supernatural circumstances, he is reborn into GoT universe just like those Highschool dxd Naruto xovers where he is born to other families but as a rebirth. I am sorry for the rather dismissive remark for those who felt maybe slighted in chapter three but thanks to DarkBlight's rather informative/mind blowing review, I think I can still save face with this story. I do admit I was wrong but please understand that I just started two months ago so I don't know any better.

I will start on what I mentioned above in the next chapter through flashbacks but the first will start maybe with this which will be an unprecedented occurrence throughout the story and where Naruto begins to figure out the circumstances into which he is born.

Again, thanks to DarkBlight for the very thorough criticism. I would have simply deleted the parts where I commented on Chapter 3 and updated it but that would just be hypocritical of me when I wanted reviews right? So I beseech thee, beloved readers, if you review for something you are not in agreement with, please explain in a thorough way with maybe examples (depends on how severely you feel it must be) instead of half-assed comments like "this ain't a Naruto crossover" or "this should be this or that" because I get pissed at comments like that. If you think it is not what you think how it should go, tell me what you mean so I understand and not just telling me to change it without a particular reason why except that it is not a "Naruto crossover". How do you expect me to improve when I do not know what you mean?

Now that that is finished, this is Chapter 4, Invasion Plans.

Disclaimer: Chapter 1

"Good morning." Speaking the Yamatai language.

"Good morning." Speaking in Westerosi common language.

Just to avoid any confusions, when there are people from Yamatai and Westeros talking I will use the above types of conversation. If they are from the same origin, then I will not use Italics, Bold or Underlined.

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Uzushiogakure, Two Years Later.

The city was bustling with people going about doing their everyday routines. Traders lined up at the market, yelling out the prices of their products while customers inspect what they want to buy. The inside of the castle walls, the training fields were filled with shouts, groans and smell of sweat, blood and dirt. The samurai were busy either preparing themselves or preparing their provisions and weaponry for the coming invasion.

The people have been placated by their new daimyo, that there will be only several battles that may take place since she knows that once Yamatai caught wind of Nobunaga's arrival, there will most likely be separations from many clans who would clamber to the former conqueror so they might not be on the losing side. However, they must take this seriously because Nobunaga has gotten old so there is always the chance that the opposition could always label him as weak.

In the forges, the blacksmiths and their helpers hammered away on their anvils while a red haired old man shouted orders. Masamune yelled loudly through every noise that reverberated in the forges. It was thanks to him that all the weapons made in Uzu were of high caliber. The old man still looked like a fifty year old man despite being older.

However, the most notable change was that there were new people who now reside near the castle. These men were foreigners who traveled from a far kingdom to the west. They were led by Byron Flowers, a brown haired and brown eyed man of twenty and nine years, a bastard from the Reach to travel on the Discoverer to map out the rest of what lies beyond Essos to claim any resourceful land that is uninhabited or if the resistance is weak, kill off the natives and claim what they own. What they found exceeded any expectations they had. Instead of savages with basic tools and weapons, they found a lot more than they were prepared to face.

XxXFlashbackXxX

Byron gazed at the magnificent view before him. The beautiful green trees and blue waters were quite a sight to behold. Once the ship dropped anchor, Byron ordered his men to release the rowboats and for some men to accompany him as they explore this mysterious land.

Once the few men Byron to come ashore with him started to row, he took out a book and started to write what he has seen so far. As the shore came closer and closer, he stopped and watched with a smile with the thought of his first expedition and discovery.

Just as the boat reached the beach, Byron and his men were suddenly aware that they were not alone. Stepping out slowly, he kept both his arms up as a show of peace while inclining his men to do the same with a meaningful nod. Then they heard hushed whispers and before he blinked, he was suddenly greeted to a muzzle of a firearm but he didn't know that at the time. Looking around, he was quite surprised that these natives were not what he bargained for. Armor, steel swords, those wood weapons they aimed at him and even a cavalry contingent. Byron now felt helpless at the sight of these odds and he knew there was only one way to be done.

"We surrender. We will not fight. We come in peace." He stated aloud much to the relief of his men. Byron watched as the natives frowned in confusion and then conversed on their own while glancing at them all the while. He had a feeling he and his men were about to be here for a while.

After that exchange, he and the men he came with, were taken to be imprisoned. He could not hide his fascination and awe as they reached the gate at the whole castle. To say he was shocked was an understatement to the wonder before him. Even his accomplices were astounded at the regality of the foreign architecture. Byron almost wished that instant that he had his book with him now to write his emotions and the sight that he saw as they began to enter the castle. Once they were inside, the Uzu samurai yanked the chains they were bound to and they stumbled forward and dropped on their knees. Byron looked up and saw a very beautiful red haired woman robed in a very elegant robe which just screamed 'Royalty' and stayed on his knees. The whole room was filled with military personnel to prevent any scuffles so to speak.

The daimyo, Kushina, saw that The Council of Five which consisted of the Infantry Commander, Cavalry Commander, Naval Admiral, Ashigaru Commander and the Hogo-sha Grandmaster were present.

Kushina looked at the shackled prisoners before her and addressed her brother who stood just beside the foreigners, "Nagato, who are these….peculiar people?" She asked with a lost look on her face.

Nagato shrugged and turned to face the door as he heard someone enter. Nobunaga strode in with a brisk pace with an even expression and looked at the prisoners with total seriousness, "What are they doing here? As a matter of fact, who are they? Pirates or traders?" He asked his wife.

Kushina looked at Nagato again while her brother sighed. He approached the kneeling men and hollered in his native language, "State yourselves heathens or I shall strike you with my divine sword." He puffed his chest and turned his nose upwards slightly to come off as intimidating. Naturally, the kneeling prisoners wore bemused and slightly dumbfounded faces at the eccentric man.

Kushina pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance and slight embarrassment at her brother's antics and glared at him, "What the hell are you doing? You are embarrassing me. Do they look like us? Do they speak like us? No. So what in the blazing hell are you doing?! Be serious for once in your life!"

"Well, of course I am taking this very seriously, after all, I just happen to understand what gibberish they speak!" Nagato countered sarcastically as he stood indignantly.

"Oh, don't take that tone with me! You are the ambassador to Kyushu. Pretty soon, everyone is going to rely on you to communicate with the outside world for us!" Kushina hotly replied and folded her arms underneath her bust.

"You forced me to be the ambassador, I never asked for it. You must be getting old if you can't remember!" Nagato taunted while slightly moving away from the people to a more unoccupied space.

Kushina mimicked his movement and pretty soon they were starting to reach the door which the samurai posted there quickly opened to avoid any nasty scolding, "Urgh, you are only a year under me. If I'm old and married, what does that say about the 'Most-Wanted Bachelor' in Uzu?"

Nagato stomped his feet in childish anger as he glared at his sister, "I've heard low things in my life but mentioning that, that's just a new kind of low even for you!" Kushina narrowed her eyes at the jab but Nagato was not finished, "Well guess what, old means old, Tomato-chan!" He suddenly stopped as an ominous feeling came over him. He looked cautiously at his sister only to see her cracking her knuckles. He knew she always hated the fact her childhood chubby face had a similar structure to that of a tomato. Accepting his next move as quite unmanly, he wisely ran out of the castle doors with his sister got on his heels.

Meanwhile, everyone in the room ignored what just happened and kept looking at the prisoners as though they had witnessed it a hundred times while the prisoners were incredulous at such an informal exchange at a public gathering. A second later, Nobunaga cleared his throat, "Ahem, about the prisoners," He looked at the prison guard who stood at attention, "Perhaps it is best if they are locked for the time being and when everything settles down, we can question them or learn more about them. Does anyone have another idea?" He asked every high ranking commander.

Each of them shook their head, voiced their agreement and left the castle to deal with the remaining foreigners who were still aboard their ship. The prison guard and his men led Byron and his gang to the prison.

XxXFlashback EndXxX

At the castle, Kushina was standing outside the huge building and watching the next generation of samurai practicing. The children were sitting on a large mat outside in a circle while an instructor stood in the middle with two boys in front of him, grappling. The match ended when one boy was held in an arm lock and he submitted. The next match was her son, Uzumaki Naruto and a boy older than him. It was known in Uzu that Naruto was a very stubborn boy who loved challenges, academically or not, and strove to be the best on the island.

As the two boys stood and bowed to each other, the instructor started it. Naruto stood unmoving while slipping into a stance while the other boy slowly rotated him, trying to catch him off guard. Naruto only moved when the boy was almost out of sight. Moments later, the other boy dashed at him from behind and latched on his gi with both hands with the intention of pulling Naruto's torso while tripping him, however he was surprised when his hands were grasped and he was flipped in a basic arm throw. Once he landed on his back, his right hand was wrenched anticlockwise and was pushed onto his stomach while his hand was bent and twisted. He rapidly tapped the mat and was soon released. The two boys stood, bowed and then went to their seats.

Kushina smiled proudly at her son's small victory but then frowned in worry, 'Nobu-kun has been gone for six months now. I wonder how they are doing in Kyshu,'

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Kyushu, Shimazu-Tachibana Borders

Nobunaga sat on a horse as he marched with the Uzumaki-Shimazu soldiers behind him. Today, they were going to have their first skirmish with the Tachibana. Their scouts have numbered the Tachibana to be 10,000 strong while being backed by Toyotomi forces who were now 3,000 infantry. The rest of the Toyotomi have gone back to fight the Date clan, the Takeda rebels and the Sanada samurai.

The Sanada have been rumored to provide the best samurai in Yamatai and are now hindering Hideyoshi's vision of a united land. They are holding their ground regardless of being outnumbered five to one. They picked easily defended areas like a bridge with a huge gap underneath or fortresses blocking entrance to their territory. That was why Hideyoshi has called back his troops from Kyushu while leaving some behind.

Nobunaga has not yet been recognized due to the fact he kept wearing his armor and facemask. The Uzu troops he brought numbered 5,000 with cavalry archers and lancers being 1,500, samurai infantry was 2,000, ashigaru were 1,000 and the Hogo-sha were 500. He also brought 50 warships which now blockaded the various ports in the Tachibana territory. The Shimazu has 12,000 warriors so that makes them outnumber the Tachibana. They were led by the now Shimazu head, Shimazu Yoshihisa, a thin man who looked to be in thought all the time, his brother Yoshihiro and their youngest brother, Toyohisa. Toyohisa was in charge of the Shimazu Cavalry while Yoshihisa will be with the other strategists.

They reached the place they agreed with the Tachibana to battle in and set up camp. They were in an open field with no trees as it was a huge farm before so the elements will not be a bother. The Tachibana forces have already camped at the farther side and are most likely preparing for tomorrow.

Nobunaga wondered how his son and wife was. Naruto was his pride and joy. The boy was everything he wanted in a son. He heard about his own children who have all died here except his grandson by Nobutada. Nobutada was exactly like Naruto in youth and so it was very hard for him to learn that he died when his father managed to escape the damn temple. Thinking about Naruto, he wondered if he was still visiting that foreign prisoner they captured.

XxXFlashbackXxX

Nobunaga and his commanders all went to the beach where samurai and ashigaru set up camp. He ordered an immediate war meeting to be held in the war tent. Only the Council of Five were allowed in along with Nobunaga.

Only minutes passed when the commanders took their places around the table. The table was filled with sand, water and small ship models to picturize the area. Nobunaga sat and gave the floor to them. A moment later, Uzumaki Saburo, a giant of a man with dark red armor, Commander of Uzu Cavalry sighed in obvious boredom.

"So, how do you want to do this? Board the ship and overwhelm them or something else?" He asked with a loud sigh as he concentrated on the strategy table.

Uzumaki Renshi, a thin tall man who wore a sleeveless haori and a straw hat, of the Ashigaru Company stood up, "What if we take a prisoner and make him persuade them into surrendering? It would not have any casualties and it is simple." He offered his opinion then sat down while the rest thought it through.

Nobunaga however was skeptical, and gave his thoughts on the matter, "If we do that, yes it could be quite simple and does not cost a life. But, that could be an advantage to them as well."

The Naval Admiral gave a confused expression and inquired, "How so?" The question seemed to be running through both Infantry and Cavalry Commanders as they looked to Nobunaga for an answer.

"Well, for starters, we have no idea what their language is so they could be conversing about what they have seen and any weaknesses they may notice while we are none the wiser." He pointed out with the commanders grunting in agreement.

The Admiral, Uzumaki Nakagoro, offered his opinion, "Well, that is only one ship, if we send out five to capture it, they would immediately surrender. Our fleet has never tested their mettle and this could be an opportunity to see how they fare against a real opponent."

The Uzumaki fleet, were a creation made by the inventions of Masamune, who designed it to have the hull made with a certain type of wood in Uzu. The trees were known to grow fully in two years where they reach at least fifteen full grown men standing atop each other in height and five full grown men standing next to each other in a chain to hide the sides of the tree. The wood of the tree is very tough, maybe ten times tougher and five times lighter than the oak wood they use for housing material. The tree's fruit provide a healthy meal to the islanders as its fruit could grow until it is bigger than a man's head. The fibers from the tree is used to make the clothes beneath the armor and the sails of the ships. The material is very light yet tougher than normal silk. One would need a sharp knife to even poke a hole in it. The root has many potentials for healing but was mostly added to the soldiers diet as its properties prevent muscle cramps, dislocations of joints, strains and many factors that could hamper a warrior during a battle. The leaves were used for herbs which cleanse the body from normally dangerous diseases but when mixed with certain leaves, would make an effective sleeping gas when burned. Once you inhale the smoke, you will be unconscious within half a minute. The leaves were the center of many possibilities for medical or military purposes. They named the tree after nature, the Shizen, as the tree is a somewhat unworldly object.

The body of every ship is made from wood from the Shizen tree while the sails were made from the material made from fibers obtained from the same tree. Every ship was forty meters long and fifteen meters high with three seven meter masts fixed with four sails each. The maximum sailing speed of these ships range from fifteen to nineteen knots when the wind is hard. The side of the ships were fixed with square window like openings with archers poised to fire arrows.

Nobunaga took some time to think and replied, "Well, we do not know what kinds of weapons they possess for naval warfare. On the other hand, the whirlpools are going to form soon, and we better seize them now or they die.

Seeing the various commanders lean back into their chairs, he decided to take their safest strategy, "Well then, if you would all agree, I propose that we send the Hogo-sha to quickly end this before the whirlpools start again." The other commanders except one held a bewildered expression at that. After all, the Hogo-sha were the guardians of the daimyo's family.

The Infantry Commander, Uzumaki Koumei- a man of a mere twenty years- stood and voiced the question which some of them thought of, "The Hogo-sha, Nobunaga-sama? But….isn't that a little unusual? The Hogo-sha are supposed to be guarding the daimyo, it's unheard of the Hogo-sha being tasked with military missions!"

Nobunaga was about to answer but the silent Grandmaster, Uzumaki Kenshin- a young man with a distinctive cross shaped scar on his left cheek- spoke up, "Nobunaga-sama is right, even Kushina-sama has commanded us to be used in the war effort. This should be a good start for the Hogo-sha to begin with." He stood and addressed them formally, "I will gather my men. The ship will be ours before dawn." And with that, he headed out of the war tent.

The Hogo-sha were the elite of the Uzumaki samurai, tasked with the hardest missions always since they were the top tier of the entire army. They held a nodachi as a standard weapon and a wakizashi for melee combat that were fastened with a red sash. They were also armed with a traditional longbow, a Yumi, while their armor consisted of a swirl for a crest on the black horned helmet which covers the whole back and sides of the skull, a black facemask, black and silver cuirass made of steel, wore wooden black vambraces without a spaulder but only the silver silk cloth they wore underneath the cuirass and wore steel black gauntlets, a wooden fauld or hip and upper thigh guard with a black color while the thighs and shins were covered with silk silver short traditional trousers (kobakama) with huge swirl designs on each thigh and complete with wooden black greaves and sabatons. The wood that made up several parts of the armor was from the Shizen tree.

Nobunaga and the other members of the Council with the rest of the samurai watched Kenshin and his Hogo-sha carried blunt arrows and nodachi-length bokken, then dropped wooden boards on the water and lay on them with only their upper body. They used their legs to propel them forward under the water so as to not make any noise to alert the crewmen. The dark armor and silver cloth was a nice camouflage in the water which was reflecting the moonlight.

The Discoverer crewmen never saw them coming. One moment they were sitting and drinking while watching the dark island, the next thing they knew more than half were lying unconscious while some dark armored warriors kept knocking out anyone who rose to defend themselves. The ones that could, charged at the masked warriors but were outmatched in swordplay. Soon, only the captain was left standing behind the wheel while pointing his sword against these dark garbed savages.

Gripping his broadsword with two hands, the captain pointed it at them, "Alright then, step forward if you want to die first!" He growled menacingly while the masked men stood still. On an unseen signal, the men parted to make way for a lone individual who settled sideways into a stance with one hand on the sheathed sword.

Acknowledging the obvious challenge, the Captain charged, yelling loudly while holding his sword above him for a downward strike. As he neared, he expected the man to at least move to parry or dodge but he did none of those things. Instead, he only saw him twitch and heard the sword being unsheathed with the man moving at him in tremendous speeds and then somehow appearing some ways behind him. Striking down at his opponent's former place, he suddenly felt as if all the air went out of him and darkness began to creep at the corner of his vision. Just as he was about to succumb to darkness, the last thing he heard was a sword being sheathed and some indistinct mutterings with a thought running through his mind, 'What speed!' And with that, he knew no more.

Kenshin sheathed his reverse blade and ordered one of his men to go ashore and request for a ship to haul the prisoners and the captured ship to the docks.

XxXFlashback EndXxX

Nobunaga was thrown out of his musings when he heard that the war council is going to take place and marched to the tent. Upon entering, he saw his five Uzu counterparts standing with the Shimazu Generals around a table. He stopped near Kenshin and stood without speaking a word.

Once everyone arrived, Yoshihisa started the meeting, "Greetings everyone, now that we are all here, we will start this meeting. Now, our scouts have made sure that we severely outnumber the Tachibana almost two to one. The battlefield is an open field with hardly any room for surprises so if we all do our parts to the letter, we will crush them." The Shimazu head finished with a nod at his brothers.

Yoshihiro immediately defended himself, "Hey, why do you look at me when you say that? I follow orders exactly to the letter too, you know." He knew his defense was weak as he was known to have a very bad temper and that always led him to go against orders. While his allies see it as a liability, his enemies saw it as a very fearful trait and it gained him quite a reputation.

Yoshihisa turned his attention at the table, "Now, we have a very powerful infantry but a very weak long range support so we will leave that to you take care of," He looked at the Uzumaki higher ups, "Seeing as your long range weaponry is very formidable, we leave it to you to plan where to place them. As for the cavalry, I think it is best if we both lead our own cavalry since their mobility could be affected by the difference in training. For now, the infantry movement is now our main concern. I know that you Uzumaki have very highly trained samurai and perhaps it is best for us to combine both our infantries since yours are many times less than ours. So, what are your thoughts?"

The five Uzumaki commanders turned to Nobunaga for a response which Nobunaga provided, "I think it is best if we control our own troops. We will leave you with Renshi and his Ashigaru for support against the enemy cavalry while our own samurai and cavalry will attack from another area of the battlefield." He left no room for any argument while the Shimazu leaders were a bit apprehensive.

Yoshihiro asked him with a little force, "What are you expecting to accomplish? With your numbers, that is impossible for you to carry out and even hope to survive."

Nobunaga said nothing to the man so Yoshihisa stepped in between, "So you are sure you want to go ahead with this?" Nobunaga nodded, "Alright, this meeting is adjourned, thank you for your time. Tomorrow, we will discus the formations." And with that said, everyone left the tent and back to their own.

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Uzushio, In the City.

Byron was left with his men at a place meant to be a prison. The bastard of the Reach was astounded at the treatment of prisoners in this land. They were in a traditional looking house fitted with wardrobes, sleeping wares, dishes and by the smell coming from the building next door, meals delicious enough based on the smell. Compared to prisoners back in Westeros, he could say he had gone to heaven. The men beside him shared his sentiment as they made themselves comfortable wherever they pleased. He sat on the porch-like verandah and reminisced the time they have been here.

During their first year, it was spent with their guards letting them explore the city but following them around almost like escorts, who would kill them if they tried anything suicidal. Of course, there have tried to run but ended up being dragged back by either samurai infantry or cavalry. The captain of their ship was the one who organized the failed escapade and in the end, they all watched as he was dragged to his feet, bounded to rope which was tied to a horse, and was dragged around the stony surface just outside the gate. They stopped only half an hour into the punishment out of pity and treated his wounds. Needless to say, the captain never again tried to make a run for it again. It was for his own good too, as months later another badge of runaways tried again and this time it all went south.

XxXFlashbackXxX

It was six months after they were imprisoned and they were all eating breakfast one morning. They were served food in what could be said as a feast which always confused Byron. They were prisoners, not guests. He noticed out of the corner of his eye a few members of the crew in a tight knit circle and murmuring and whispering. The bastard was curious and so he made his way to them.

"Morning men, have you broke fast? They are serving that seaweed wrapped raw fish again if you did not know." He greeted them with an upbeat smile.

The six men glanced at him a bit longer than he was comfortable with and then again murmured to themselves, ignoring him completely. Feeling rather embarrassed, he turned to leave when the men called him.

"Byron, sit here." The ringleader patted a space on his right where Byron hesitantly sat down, "Now Byron Flowers, you are what, thirty and five years now?"

Byron meekly replied, "Well, not exactly. Twenty and seven more like." He was nervous at the question. The men nodded among themselves as if he passed a trial."Have you ever fought a day in your life, Flowers? Held a sword or spear, bow and arrows, anything at all that kills a man?" The leader asked again, now with the men beside him concentrating on his answer.

"Well, I have held a sword before-"

He was interrupted by them, muttering approvals. The leader looked almost euphoric at his words.

"Excellent, now all we have to do is convince him," He looked at Byron, "Flo-ahem Byron, we are now preparing to escape once more. If we ever manage to reach the docks, we can commandeer a ship," At the word commandeer, most of them laughed. "Once we do, we can return to Westeros. We can tell Lord Mace Tyrell about this place. He will want it that I am certain of. Once he hears of the trees, the land, the soldiers, the culture and that weapon, he may make us lords of the Reach, you could be legitimized and given land to yourself. We would no longer be in poverty! But we have to escape first so, are you with us?"

Byron at first was intrigued and almost agreed, but then he realized that these people will be subjugated by the Tyrells if they ever found out. He knew they will come, mostly for that firing weapon these people have for advancing his military weaponry. The powder used to make the powder used for firing, was made from the some plant's leaves which these people harvested. Looking back on these people's treatment of him, they had let him into dojos to watch the children be taught self defense, allowed to go to rice paddies with the women and children to gather rice and hunting with the men. All of the prisoners here have been treated well these passing months by those people, and the thought of them being slaughtered or enslaved angered him.

However he had to be careful with these men, if he refused now, he may be killed so as to not blab out the plan. After coming to a decision, he gazed at the men, "I will."The leader patted him on the shoulder almost affectionately, "I knew you would not disappoint me. Now on to the plan, we…." They sat there and discussed while Byron held his book behind him and wrote without looking what he hoped would be sufficient to understand and once he was done, he put it in the hem of his shorts at the hip and tied the sash around his waist to prevent it from falling. He was glad he wore the baggy robe he was given by a family he had lunch with the previous day as it can hide a larger object within.

The next day, they rose and executed the plan. One of them waited for the servers to come in with the food and held one female hostage with makeshift knife which was sharpened stone. Once the woman screamed in a panic, the samurai stationed outside came rushing in, weapons drawn.

Byron looked around and saw none of his conspiracy members were looking at him so he dropped a page he wrote the plans in on the Captain's lap. The man was surprised but his shocked face hardened when he read the page. He stood up and went outside while chaos ensued and Byron did as he was bid. He motioned for the two samurai to give up their swords which they did after much reluctance.

The rest of the escaping members armed themselves and tied up the samurai in the house. The ring leader gazed at the remaining prisoners, "Well…. aren't you going to help? It's done, you all don't have a choice since the moment they realize what we are doing they will include you as well." He snapped at them while they looked troubled, "Come, we will leave this place by sticking to the least populated area of the city then on to the docks." He ordered the men to arm themselves but in his hurry, he still had not noticed the Captain was not among them.

The group never encountered anyone on their way to the docks so they wasted no time to get there. The plan seemed to be going smoothly but then the leader noticed something, "Hey, where's the fucking captain?! How are we supposed to leave this damned island if we don't have a captain?" He turned to two of his followers, "Steffen, Robyn you two go back and search the whole place, even the bushes and garden at the front, look everywhere!" The two men nodded silently and ran back the way they came.

All of them went to the docks and still, nobody was there for work or anything at all. The leader stood while carefully inspecting his surroundings while they looked for a suitable ship to carry them home. Byron was looking at the interior of a ship when he heard a thud coming from beside the ship. Looking over the side, he saw one of the original runaway members on his back with a red dart embedded in his backside. He held up his head and saw dozens of samurai slowly marching just a hundred yards in front of them. Gazing further, he saw the sun glinting off the metal parts of a dozen or more firearms aimed at them.

Following everyone's lead, he knelt while holding his hands up while the leader grimaced as he saw his two men being held with a sword to the neck.They were escorted back but this time, an example was to be made. The Infantry Commander ordered for the heads of the six men who organized the escape plan. They were, of course, shocked at how they were found out correctly while not knowing that the previous night, Byron was awake and drew all their faces on a page which he handed to the Captain who reported the whole thing in his own way to their captors.

XxXFlashback EndXxX

Thinking back on it, Byron wrote again in his book as he chuckled. He began to explain the structural society in this place, the unusual intimidating armors, the mysterious whirlpools and mostly, the highly maddening red hair. Glancing up from his book, he saw the only dark haired boy on the island marching towards him with a sword on his sash. He looked to be about ten years old but he was as tall as a boy three years older. He wore a sleeveless grey haori and customized short trousers with cloth wrapping his shin, fastened with rope and a pair of shoes, which separated the big toe from the rest.

Closing the distance between them, the boy grasped the hilt of the bokken and in an instant, he held it under Byron's chin. Byron gulped and stared fearfully at him while the boy motioned with his nose at the book. Seeing no way out of this, Byron handed the book over gingerly and the boy took it and sheathed the wooden sword. The boy then opened it and scrolled through the pages until he stopped at a picture of a castle.

Byron then grinned, "Good morning, Naruto. How are you this morning?" He spoke slowly so the boy could understand. Just ten months after their capture, the boy began to visit them quite often to watch them talk, sing or anything that they did anytime. Byron befriended the boy and immediately took a liking to him so he began to teach him how to speak like the common tongue in Westeros.

Naruto thought about what the answer should be for a short time, "I'm fine, thank you." The reply was worded without emotion.

"Yes, but say that with a smile or with feeling so that whoever you spoke to will believe you. Don't say it like you're dead inside, okay?" He asked the boy who looked almost comical since he was trying to catch everything the older man said.

Byron then sighed and spoke the boy's native tongue, "Smile and say the words. Put some feeling into it." Naruto now understood and nodded his head. He repeated his answer but this time with a smile too wide it could be considered insincere.

The older man sweatdropped. Well I suppose this is the closest he can get to. He is now moving towards expressions and sarcasm in the way of speaking his language. The boy was a quick learner but there was still room for improvements.

"So how do you feel about your father going to war? Do you wish you were able to accompany him?" He questioned the boy in the child's native language with a sympathetic gaze. He learned a lot by visiting various families and speaking their tongue is one of them. He knew Naruto looked up to his father and now that they are apart, the boy doesn't know how to cope without a guiding hand.

"It's important for him, I know, but….it's just not the same now he is gone for who knows how long. Tell me," He looked at Byron inquisitively. "is war very important for…." He trailed off without finishing.

Byron had a feeling he knew what the boy was going to say, "For adults?" Naruto nodded and looked down. Byron continued but fixed his eyes watching a small group of children playing with wooden swords, "No, war is something everyone absolutely hates. Well, maybe for a select few it serves as an opportunity."

Naruto looked up with confusion, "What do you mean opportunity? You mean somebody uses war for their own gain?"

"Yes, there are those who use war for the opportunity to make money, conquer more lands and just about anything that has to do with greed." Byron looked at the sun and saw it was directly above them. He patted the boy on the knee and spoke in his own tongue, "Come, let us go down to the docks. We will watch the preparation for the next shipment of the soldier's supplies."

Naruto sat for a while as the older man walked slowly in the direction of the shipyard. He slowly stood up and dusted his trousers of any lingering dust and made to follow but he suddenly had a throb of pain in his head. He stood still and held the back of his hand against his forehead to check if he may have contracted a fever but he was not that warm. He took a step forward when he suddenly saw the ground beneath him peel away and was replaced by lush green grass. He looked around and saw trees everywhere with a road in front of him leading to a massive wooden gate. The gate was painted green mostly with some other colors elsewhere. It was open and he walked slowly through while taking in everything he saw. What is this place? In fact, where the hell am I for that matter?

He stopped dead in his tracks as the view in front of him began to be clearer now. Just sitting there was a huge red tower with the kanji for 'Fire' right in the front. Naruto saw a huge mountain just behind the red tower and much to his surprise, it appeared to have five faces carved into it. Naruto had a feeling he knows where he is but at the same time he doesn't. I know this place. I have a feeling I've seen all this before yet this is all new to me as well.

He was about to move again when he felt a painful tug in his head and the next thing he knew, everything around him warped into darkness while the last thing he heard was a deep voice calling out his name.

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That is it for now. Naruto's past is catching up so that may put to rest some negative reviews. I hope that this time, Naruto's character may now be safe from any criticisms and any negative review may now be directed to the storyline. Should the story be unsatisfactory, please explain clearly. I am borrowing Kenshin from Rurouni Kenshin in all his glory but will be an OC for this.

So that's it for now, next time will feature the battle between the Shimazu-Uzumaki alliance and the Toyotomi-Tachibana alliance. The Hogo-sha are bastardized version of the Kensei in For Honor.

Marcus Greendil. Over and Out.