Game of the Year: A Naruto Quest

Fabled Ranger said:

Hopefully not to short to qualify as an omake. I felt that if I went any longer and looked into more characters I would lose track of things and make the idea less fresh. Whatever it takes I will have enough exp to get taijutsu and our physical skills back to prominence! @Vesvius

Spoiler: Jabari's Combat Protocals

The few who knew his secret had two schools of thought. Either his efforts were a result of paranoia or a joke. Much to his satisfaction none had been able to guess as to why he developed his plans. At first, neither had he, but as time moved on and the skills of his classmates grew he came to a logical conclusion. That there was always a bigger fish. That no matter what you specialized in there would always be someone who was more skilled, more dedicated, or just more talented than you could ever be.

That's what inspired him to create the plans in the first place. So that way you could have a counter whatever his opponents had in store. Looking down at his charts he went through his notes again.

Sakura Haruno: Limited Chakra reserves, but fantastic control. Pair that with her stunning intellect and she is a force to be reckoned with. Given enough prep time of course. Engage in close quarters combat quickly before she can have time to create traps. Use Kambo to aim for joints to minimize the ability to create traps.

Ino Yamanaka: Strength in clan jutsu's, swordsmanship, and whatever else Daisuke has decided to show her. With the recent improvement to her mind-body transfer jutsu earlier plans need to be reworked to include her faster recovery speed. You still possess the strength advantage and a good strike with the Kambo should be enough to stun for long enough.

Naruto Uzumaki: Lacks in technique, but makes up for it in massive levels of endurance. Since initial strikes with Kambo won't work go for a submission hold. Barring that target joints to limit mobility.

Shikamaru Nara: Lacks in speed, strength, and endurance. However by no means should he be underestimated. Under no circumstances should he be given prep time for traps or plans of any kind. Overwhelming force from a surprise attack should do the trick or physically outmatch him which shouldn't be too hard.

Hinata Hyuga: What she lacks in presence she makes up for in her families style. Close range combat does not seem to be an option. Further research has indicated that the presence of Naruto Uzumaki has a dehabilitating effect on her. Perhaps his presence can be used in some way?

Yui Hazakura: Favors the substitution jutsu to the point of overreliance. Make full use of that weakness with sweeping strikes to limit her available space to substitute. Establish a zone of control and batter down at whatever pace is required.

Sasuke Uchiha: Powerful ninjutsu, talented with the use of ninja tools, and able to fight Daisuke for longer than 15 seconds in hand to hand. Look into earth jutsu to counter widespread fire ninjutsu. As of now strike hard and fast with kambo and aim for the head.

For Daisuke Protocols refer to location 3.

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Knight-Radiant said:

@Vesvius Please put my 120xp into Beastmastery please.

[X] Hunt down and capture a dangerous war beast loose in the forest. To be presented before the daimyo in the capital!

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Taka said:

COMBAT. DOGGOS.

@Vesvius

How much ever I get from this, all into Beast Mastery please.

Spoiler: Night at the Dog House

You had them, sometimes. These vestiges of your past. Much of them came and went due to the Naruto franchise, but that's probably because of one of those perks you had. And, honestly, you weren't exactly sure how all of that complicated after-life magic happened. But however the hell it happened could be summed up as preparation for this moment.

This one perfect moment where nothing at all could be ruined.

"Who's a good boy?!"

You crooned as the most adorable ninja pup allowed you to scratch its belly. It was just so fluffy! Practically a walking cotton ball! Ugh, how did people even get the gall to hurt these precious creatures?! It even tried to nip at you arms whenever you so much as pulled back. The mere sight of it melted away whatever level of professionalism you could muster.

Somehow though, you managed to not ask the care taker if you could keep him.

It did help stave off the boredom when you ended up being shanghaied by your Mother to visit the Inuzuka's compound. Something or another about card night, and that you really had to get out more and meet new people. All that training of how to act like a noble should not be wasted. Not that there were a lot of people to begin with. Sure, there were the usual civilians that bore the marks. Some Chuunins here and there, probably taking a lighter workload.

But none had exactly struck upon you the impression that they required being impressed. That, and Hana wasn't around. So, it was half a moot point. Which is probably why, throughout the duration of your fluff-induced euphoria, you took the time to get to know the caretaker. She was an old woman. Widowed not too long ago. Easily in her 60s. No actual ninja-training, but having been around Ninken enough did give you an idea on how to take care of them. And she made these treats that were somehow safe for both ninja and ninja dog consumption!

A part of you was fascinated by it. A bigger part was fascinated by how easy some of the dogs could be made to move by just wagging the treat in front of them.

...You really ought to visit this place more often.

Time passed by and so too did the enthusiasm your mother had for the Adult Card Game. Given how much of a sore loser she was, it was only expected that she harangued, or what counted as haranguing for your Mother, you out of your little slice of heaven. Something about going home and how that one git who said old dogs didn't learn new tricks was a complete liar.

It didn't even phase you anymore. Not really.

You did feel better when the old caretaker invited you to come visit again. Said she might teach you a thing or two about how to take care of 'Combat Doggos', as some of the kids called them, if you had the time.

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Katsuragi said:

@Vesvius

Spoiler: Shoe Shopping

You gave Ino a strained grin and she did a small twirl in front of you, making a particular show of her feet. "They look good Ino."

"You really think so?" She has a look of pondering far too serious for the situation. "I think the last pair of shoes matched more of my wardrobe."

You almost feel your teeth crack as you grind them, but you manage to keep your expression under enough control that she doesn't notice. Probably because of the sheer level of attention she's paying to her shoe shopping. "Hm. I'll have to compare them! Be back it a few."

You breath a sigh of relief as she vanishes back into the shop and you're left in the blissful silence of the "relaxation room." Also known as "The place men are men while their women do the crazy shoe thing."

You have been here frequently enough to have noticed the patterns, and seen it all. Asuma, for instance, was a frequent visitor. Despite the fact that they weren't dating, as near as you could tell, Kurenai was oddly insistent on getting his opinion on various footwear.

...he didn't seem as bothered by this as the majority of men, which you took to mean some uncomfortable things about him.

Either of the Nara males could be seen here once a week, hit and miss on which. Both were some of your most treasured companions as you could pass the day away, shoe interruptions aside, in blissful silence. You'd even found that more often than not you could strike Shikamaru up in a board game or two.

...Boy had no right to had you your pants every time given that he spent 90% of his life asleep.

...Did go to a secret dream realm to train? That would explain...a lot.

You shake your head slightly. Being here was driving you mad. That was the kinda tripe you saw in the class newspaper, like that garbage article written by an source that wished to remain secret that suggested you had a secret mastery of fuuinjutsu which you used to keep dummies sealed in your underwear. Or the other one that suggested you'd found the hidden dummy clan and made a contract with them.

You snort to yourself. If that were true you'd be summoning half your class from time to time.

...alright, that was a bit mean. But seriously, this place was evil.

Going back to "the list", you'd even seen the Hokage in this room once. You weren't sure with who or why, but like hell you were going to ask the man that.

...you should get a pipe. It certain seemed like it helped mellow him out. He wasn't ever the slightest bit annoyed with the situation.

You feel an arm tossed around your shoulders as you're lost in thought, It takes you a moment to process that. Very strong, corded muscles, but under a thin layer of soft body fat. Only one person had that particular build and would toss their arm around your shoulder.

"Auntie Anko." You turn your head slightly to give her a small smile.

"..." She pokes you in the forehead. "Brat, I'm nowhere near enough to be your aunt. If you don't stop calling me that..."

You take on your "playing dumb" expression. "But it's possible to have aunts and uncles younger than you!"

"It is." She nods he agreement. "This is not that. It makes me feel old. You will stop it, or you will be babysitting my snakes tonight."

You blink. "But I'm going to a party."

"That would make it awkward, yes."

"...if you're not my aunt, you can't tell me what to do." Is your petulant reply.

"Hm. Ohh, right. You graduated today, right?"

You nod slowly. "Yes..."

"Here!" She cheerfully thrusts a box into your hands. You take a peak under the lid and see a selection of alcoholic beverages.

"Um. I don't think I'm allowed to have these..."

She leans in close and whispers in your ear. "You're a grownup now technically, on paper. So you totally can!"

And then she grabs you by the ear and twists. "And as your mom's bestie, if I ever find out her little boy was abusing his rank to drink, I'd have to punish you severely."

You gulp, but see the underlying message. "These are for you. Be responsible. If I find out, you obviously haven't been responsible and there will be hell to pay."

"...thank you." You say sincerely, before putting them away. You were a responsible young man. These would be saved for special occasions. Always the right drink for the right situation, that was your motto. At your age, said situations were very few and far between.

"Now that congratulations and presents are over!" She smiles wickedly at you. "I am not your aunt. However, as of earlier today, I am one of your commanding officers."

"Oh. Oh shit."

"Oh shit indeed." Her smile is beatific. It's also horrifying. Beaurrifying? "So you'll be dropping the aunt thing, or I'll be ordering you to babysit my precious snake."

"Yes, Ms. Matarashi."

"...that's even worse. Take it back, now."

"Yes ma'a...erm, yes Anko."

She nod once. "Much better. Makes things less awkward anyhow."

"Hm?"

"Kid, I'm a very good Konoichi. You can't sneak a glance at me without me noticing it."

You look away embarrassed and she laughs. "Hey, nothing wrong with that, I've got it going on! Not that you have a chance or anything, cute as you are, but the whole aunt thing was a bit uncomfortable."

...yeah, you suppose it is, in hindsight.

"Erm....so why are you here? You know what this room's for?" You just now notice other men hiding in the room shooting the two of you subtle glares.

"Kurenai." She shrugs. "Asuma's dealing with some shit for his old man, and she wanted to look her best for her new team, so I got dragged along."

"Ah." That fit. Anko is...Anko. This wasn't her kinda place any more than it was yours. The rest of the men seem to complicate this before deciding as one that she's an honorary member of the "hide from shoes" club.

Ino picked that moment to walk back in. "Ah!" She eeps cutely. "Matarashi-san!"

Anko glares at her and grinds out. "Just Anko....Genin."

Ino's a quick cookie and catches the subtext, but that doesn't stop her from beaming at the address. "Sure, Anko!"

You're quickly subjected to another round of "how do these look." And so goes the rest of your afternoon.

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