Yet another random Idea I've devised after too many nights without decent sleep due to work.

However, as you might guess from the title, it's not a Code Geass based one for once.

Now don't you all start getting excited, I never said I'd write it, I'm simply airing out the mental cupboards, so to speak, and this one happened to pop into my head.

That said, same rules apply.

NarutŌkami

The Elemental Nations, a series of countries that operate as separate political entities ruled over by their own respective Daimyo, who maintain balance between themselves through nothing but power. Treaties are periodically signed, but they are generally not worth much more than the paper they are written on.

Rather than employing their own private military forces, however, the Daimyo had long since resorted to employing Shinobi from the various Hidden Villages that exist within their land, the leaders of which, known as Kage, standing equally with their Ruling lords, allowing the Hidden Villages a certain level of anonymity, maintaining their own, personal economy by training their citizens to be ninja from a young age and using them as manpower in various missions others would be willing to pay for, from weeding a garden for a single payment to receiving a constant budget from the country it resides in for being soldiers in case the country is involved in a war.

However, our story does not take place in these not-so-hidden villages, but rather in a small town near the coast of Wave Country, where a certain knuckleheaded ninja and his perverted master are currently taking a break on their journey.

Shrine Steps...

"Come on Ero-sennin…!" Naruto muttered, the blonde jinchuuriki scowling at his master impatiently as they trudged up the steps of the mountain towards the temple up top "We're gonna be late!"

It had been two and a half years since Naruto had set foot in Konoha, two and a half years since the disastrous mission to 'rescue' his teammate, Uchiha Sasuke, who blinded by a desire to avenge his clan, had abandoned his comrades in Konohagakure, the Hidden Leaf Village, and defected to Otogakure in search of the power to do so.

Naruto, with the impetuousness, or was it stupidity, of youth, had wanted to go after him the moment he regained consciousness, but thankfully Jiraiya, the Toad sage of the Legendary Sannin team, had stepped in, offering to train him up, an offer that nobody in their right mind would have refused, even if the old fart WAS the biggest pervert to ever draw breath.

"Patience, Naruto." Jiraiya chuckled, the Toad sage and self-proclaimed Super Pervert all but ignoring his hot-headed disciple, as per the norm when training wasn't involved, his wooden Geta sandals clacking loudly as he took his sweet time climbing the stone steps "It's important to pay tribute at the local shrines when travelling, it ensures a safe journey, something YOU of all people should appreciate."

"Whatever…" Naruto muttered, grimacing slightly at reminder that Akatsuki, the mysterious organization hunting Jinchuuriki, were still out there, looking for him "You just wanna ogle the shrine maidens."

"That too!" Jiraiya admitted, the self-proclaimed Super Pervert unashamed in the slightest as he practically skipped up the steps past his disciple, Naruto hanging his head at the supposedly older Shinobi's antics.

"Seriously…" he muttered, a sullen look on his face as he made to follow "Why is it all my sensei's turn out to be perverts? Old man Hokage wasn't too bad, and Iruka and Ebizu-sensei were actually kinda funny, but Kaka-sensei and Ero-sennin are in a class of their own."

Sighing dejectedly, the last, or so it would seem, Uzumaki deciding he better follow the old fart before he did something to embarrass the village…pausing only to glance down at the village below.

They had arrived here not long ago, barely an hour at most, in order to pick up some sake from the local brewery, which according to Jiraiya, produced some of the finest Sake in all of the Elemental nations.

'The old pervert probably wants to use it to try and butter-up Ba-chan.' Naruto muttered, shaking his head in exasperation, both at his sensei and the woman that was the closest thing he'd ever had to a mother, which was kinda unsettling if you really thought of it 'He certainly bought enough of the stuff…Shizune-neechan's gonna have kittens…'

Sighing to himself, offering a prayer for long suffering attendant as he did so, the blonde jinchuuriki turned his attention out towards the village itself, bathing in the majesty of the countless cherry blossoms that bloomed all over the place, though their beauty paled in comparison to the MASSIVE Sakura Tree that loomed over the top of the Shrine, so large it wouldn't have looked out of place in the Forest's of Konoha, save for the colour of course.

'Might brighten the place up a bit…' he muttered, smiling up at the beautiful tree in admiration, before turning his attention back to the task at hand, trudging his way up to the top of the stone steps of the Shrine, only to blink as he saw Jiraiya slumped in disappointment against one of the shrine's arches, a monk with a basket over his head standing nearby, a brush held in his hands.

"Hm? Are you here to pay respects to Shiranui's shrine as well, young man?" the Monk called out, Naruto jumping at the sound of his voice, as the basket made it hard to see where the monk was looking.

"Y-yeah, something like that…" Naruto admitted nervously, covering up his shock by glancing in the direction of Jiraiya, who was leaning against one of the temple arches in distress "Uh…do I want to know what happened here?"

"I'm not too certain myself." The Monk admitted, his tone, which was still creepy, considering you couldn't see his face, laced with concern "He seemed to take it hard when I said we have no priestesses here."

"He would…" Naruto muttered, shaking his head in exasperation as the old man literally wilted, like a flower left out in the heat without water, turning his back on his mentor in disgust "He'll be fine, mind if I pay my respects?"

"But of course," the Monk acknowledged, bowing his head in greeting as he gestured towards the shrine proper "Please, this way."

Naruto did as asked, following the monk towards the shrine, making sure to remove his Shinobi sandals in return for a complimentary pair of prayer slippers before stepping into the wooden building. On the inside, it was fairly plain, save for thirteen ink paintings, twelve of which lined the walls leading up to the shrine itself, with the last taking pride of place behind a statue.

The Twelve that aligned the wall depicted the animals of the Zodiac, which any Shinobi worth his hitai-ate learned early on, as they were the basis of the hand seals necessary to perform Ninjutsu. There was a badass looking Dragon, a Rat with a wicked looking sword held between its teeth, a trio of Monkeys playing bamboo instruments, a massive Boar riding on what looked like a firework, surrounded by several smaller boars, a Snake in a glass gourd filled with water, a Rabbit with a strange mallet slung over its shoulder, a Horse with a fan on its back, a blazing Phoenix with a pipe, a Sheep with what appeared to be a wineskin on its back, a rather prim looking Cat that looked as if it was about to walk up the parchment…

"Wait, Cat?" Naruto wondered, blinking at the tapestry in confusion, trying to see if it was, perhaps, a Tiger cub and he was mistaken, but no, there was a bow wielding Tiger tapestry further down, surrounded by arrows of lightning, as well as a tapestry of an Ox blowing a conch horn "That can't be right," the blonde jinchuuriki muttered, turning to the Monk in confusion "isn't there supposed to be a dog?"

"Hm?" the Monk wondered, turning to see what was the holdup "Ah, yes." The Monk noted, his tone amused as he turned to face the youth, though with the basket it was hard to tell "I suppose, as a Shinobi, the inclusion of a Cat in the Zodiac would be mildly offsetting." He held up a finger "However, according to Legend, the Cat was originally part of the Zodiac as well, and so she is honoured here as well."

"Is that right?" Naruto murmured, sweatdropping in disbelief, as he'd never heard anything like THAT come up in Iruka-Sensei's class, then again, the Chunin tended to focus more on the IMPORTANCE of certain hand seals in moulding chakra, rather than the legends behind said seals "But shouldn't there still be a tapestry for the Dog?"

"But of course," the Monk confirmed, and Naruto had the distinct feeling the man was smiling at him in amusement as he gestured to the oil painting behind the shrine "after all, this IS Shiranui's shrine after all."

Naruto quirked a brow, following the Monk's gesture to the end of the shrine, where the last of the oil paintings hung behind a statue of a crouching wolf. Unlike the others, which were surprisingly lifelike in their own way, THIS painting seemed as if it were about to leap off the tapestry that held it, depicting a large white wolf with red markings and flaming wings that, in the candlelight, seemed to glow with all the colours of the rainbow.

"That is Shiranui," The Monk introduced, snapping Naruto out of his daze "The Wolf god, and patron deity of Kamiki Village." He stood before the statue, hands clapped together in reverence to the lupine deity "Tell me, young Shinobi, have you perchance heard the tale of Shiranui?"

"Can't say I have…" Naruto admitted, unable to draw his eyes away from the beautiful painting before him, the eyes of the world seeming to bore into his own in the candlelight.

"I wish I could say I was surprised…" the Monk sighed, sounding depressed as he shook his head, causing the basket to twitch "It is a sign of the times, alas, that the new generation be ignorant of the old legends."

"Hey! I'm not ignorant!" Naruto countered, glaring at the monk, only to trail off sheepishly in the face of the man's silence "It's just…as a Shinobi, I don't really have time for old legends."

"A sad truth in today's age." The Monk noted, not unkindly "Though it may surprise you, young Shinobi, that the tale of Shiranui predates even the Age of Shinobi."

"You're kidding!" Naruto exclaimed, gaping between the monk and the painting of the wolf in alarm, the candlelight making it appear as if the wolf's eyes were laughing at him, not unlike Kakashi-sensei really "You serious?"

"It is a tale passed down from parent to child, here in Kamiki village." The Monk spoke up, his hands clasped in prayer "The tale of the Hero Nagi, and the brave Wolf Shiranui." He turned to regard Naruto, or at least his basket did "Would you care to hear of it?"

Normally, Naruto would've turned him down, as he'd never had a lot of patience for old legends and stories growing up, but something about the painting of Shiranui called out to the jinchuuriki, making him want to learn more about the regal wolf depicted on the canvas. And so he nodded, the Monk gesturing for him to stand beside him as he began his tale.

Play Okami Intro music...

"A long time ago," the Monk began, waving his hand towards several tapestries that hung alongside Shiranui's "long before the coming of the Rikudo no Sennin, the tiny hamlet known as Kamiki lay nestled in a grove of proud and beautiful cherry blossoms."

Naruto blinked, his nostrils twitching as he caught the tell-tale scent of Cherry Blossoms, turning his head from side to side to try and spot the source, as there was no incense in the temple.

"Each and every tree around the quiet burg was honoured as a god." The Monk continued, heedless of his audience's distraction "However, the village was not without its dark secrets, for the village was plagued by the attentions of a murderous beast known as the Orochi."

Naruto tensed at the name, recalling the pale, golden-eyed face of Orochimaru, the treacherous Snake Sennin of the Sannin, who had betrayed Konoha, killed the Sandaime Hokage, and apparently spirited Sasuke off to be his next body.

"To satiate the appetite of Orochi, a young maiden was offered as a sacrifice at the annual festival. No one dared disobey the horrific beast, for it possessed a body like a mountain, with eight monstrous heads mounted on necks the size of tree trunks, its blood-red eyes alone were said to curse anyone who gazed into them."

'Yikes...' Naruto muttered, shivering slightly at the image of an Eight-headed Orochimaru towering over him, tongues waggling disgustingly 'Now there's something out of a nightmare…'

"However," the monk continued solemnly "as the night of the sacrifice drew near, a mysterious white wolf appeared outside the village. This wolf, whose coat was as brilliant as snow, was dubbed Shiranui, and as it kept a watchful eye on anyone who ventured outside the village, even going to far as to patrol the streets at night, people fearfully assumed the wolf to be a familiar of Orochi. One villager, the warrior Nagi, took it upon himself to face the fearsome Shiranui, but his attempts to challenge the wolf were thwarted by Shiranui's swift movements."

Naruto's head snapped round again, the blonde Shinobi peering around the shrine, his eyes narrowed, as he SWORE he'd heard the sound of a canine snort, knowing from his prior experience with Kiba and Akamaru that it was a snort of laughter.

"Before long, the night of the accursed festival had arrived." The Monk continued, having clearly not heard anything of the sort "A white plumed arrow, which heralded the coming sacrifice, pierced the sky and sunk its shaft squarely into the home of Nami, the village's most beautiful maiden. Nagi, who harboured a secret love for Nami, was enraged by this sign, and so travelled to Orochi's lair in place of his beloved, determined to put an end to the beast once and for all."

'S'what I'D certainly do…' Naruto muttered, a silly little smile forming on his face as he imagined himself standing over the beaten form of the eight headed Orochimaru, sword in hand, while Sakura-chan hugged his leg in adoration, though the look quickly vanished when he heard that unmistakeable canine snort of laughter again 'Dammit! I know there's a dog in here somewhere!'

"The Moon Cave, a place as dark as evil itself, served as Orochi's home." The Monk continued, either outright ignoring the blonde, or so wrapped up in telling the story he missed the boy's actions entirely…with the basket it was hard to tell "As Nagi stood bravely before the entrance the beast appeared, eyes glowing crimson upon eight thrashing necks, anxious for another sacrifice. Nagi leapt with incredible grace, swinging his blade valiantly. On and on he sliced, well into the moonless night...but Orochi's hide was like steel, and his blade left nary a scratch. At long last, Nagi, his energy spent from the intense battle, dropped to his knees, fatigued and gasping for breath, knowing that he stared death in the face."

'I know how he must've felt…' Naruto muttered, grimacing as he recalled the palpable killing intent of Orochimaru, back when the Sannin had clashed during the blonde's mission to return Tsunade, the Slug Sage and Granddaughter of the Shodai Hokage, back to Konoha, in order for her to become the Godaime Hokage 'Heck, he must've had it worse…freak or not, Orochimaru's only human…

"It was then that the wolf appeared." The monk spoke up, and here, his voice took on a reverent tone, as if he could actually see the majestic, lupine form standing before him "It stood its ground before Orochi, as if to protect Nagi, an in the darkness of the cave, the wolf's coat shone brilliantly. Baring its fearsome claws, Shiranui leapt toward Orochi who reared its terrifying heads, readying its fangs for battle."

Naruto had to admit, with the way the monk was telling the story, he could almost picture the two beasts leaping at one another. In the candlelight, it almost appeared as if Shiranui was leaping towards him, while out of the corner of his eye, the shadows from the candles danced like the necks of countless serpents.

"The two beasts struggled wildly," the priest continued, his voice enawed "thrashing in the darkness, their battle was as mysterious as it were terrifying. Shiranui summoned gusts of divine wind to counter Orochi's flames, and as Orochi closed in on Shiranui, sharpened claws glistening, a gigantic tree suddenly sprouted forth, shielding the wolf."

'Sounds kind of like Mokuton Ninjutsu…' Naruto murmured, recalling Iruka-sensei's lectures on the First Hokage, Tsunade's grandfather, who'd founded Konoha and supposedly raised the forest around it. He'd never really paid attention, as he'd long since set himself up as the Hokage that would surpass all before him, but Jiraiya was nothing if not thorough in his tutelage, and had crammed as much folklore about Konoha into his head as he could on their journey, especially regarding the First Hokage and his battle with the Kyuubi.

"Shiranui fought gallantly to gain the upper hand." The monk continued, though his tone took on a more dire tone, as if reaching a dark part of the tale "However Orochi, protected by a mystical power, was not easily bested and Shiranui, covered in gashes, majestic coat dyed crimson, soon stood exhausted before the mighty Orochi, who saw a chance to strike what would be the final blow." The monk rallied admirably, his tone taking on an admiring tone that Naruto couldn't help but get caught up in "But Shiranui refused to give in, and with its last ounce of strength, the majestic wolf gazed heavenward and unleashed a mighty howl."

As if to emphasize the magnitude of the howl, the monk spread his arms wide, titling his head back, Naruto following his gaze to gape at the painting of a crescent moon on the ceiling above the painting of Shiranui.

"Suddenly, the black clouds overhead dissipated, and the light from above glinted off Nagi's sword as a beacon of hope." The Monk continued reverently "Guided by his sword, Nagi, who had been taking shelter in the shadows, stood proudly to face his adversary. Channelling all his strength into his scarred and battered arms, he leapt ferociously toward Orochi, his sword poised high. The golden sword danced in his hands like a puppet on a string and one by one, Orochi's fearsome heads separated from their owner!"

'Sounds like something Ba-chan would like to try…' Naruto noted, smirking as he envisioned Tsunade taking a sword to the eight headed Orochimaru, the eyes of the monster crossed humorously in his mind.

"Finally, Orochi's broken body collapsed in a lake of its own blood." The Monk concluded, bringing his arms down from their adulation "In that instant, the curse that plagued the villagers was lifted and as the battle subsided, the sun shone once again in the sky." He shook his head sadly "However, Shiranui had succumbed to Orochi's poison and struggled even to breathe. Nagi scooped the beast into his arms and returned to Kamiki, but by the time they reached the village, Shiranui was no longer moving. The village elder gently stroked the wolf's head an in response, Shiranui let out a hoarse and pitiful bark...and then closed its eyes and drifted off as if into slumber."

As the story draws to a close...

Naruto grimaced, the death of the wolf in battle with Orochi hitting a little too close to home, reminding him all too much of the death of Sarutobi Hiruzen, the Sandaime Hokage, who'd given his life to defeat his former student and protect his village. He might not have succeeded in the former, but his battle cost Orochimaru the use of his arms, forcing the snake Sennin to change bodies early, meaning that Sasuke, for the time being was safe.

"Peace had at last returned to Kamiki Village." The Monk concluded, gesturing towards the wolf statue that stood before Shiranui's tapestry "In honour of Shiranui's heroic exploits, the villagers erected a shrine and placed a statue of the wolf within it while Nagi's sword, which he named Tsukuyomi in memory of the moon Shiranui called forth, was placed inside the Moon Cave. And from that day onwards, the villagers of Kamiki have enjoyed an age of endless peace, untouched by the wars that have ravaged the Elemental Nations."

"Wha-seriously?" Naruto stammered, staring at the monk as if he'd grown another head, though with that basket on it wouldn't have surprised him if he had "You mean they've never seen a war here?"

"Kamiki village is situated outside the borders of all the Shinobi Nations." A voice noted, the duo turning to see Jiraiya, who'd apparently recovered from his bout of depression and joined them sometime into the end of the tale "It's a small, simple village, protected on all sides by steep cliffs and the sea to its back. Most Shinobi wouldn't deem it worth the effort to come here to stir up trouble, and it's too close to the Nadeshikogakure, so bandits tend to steer clear."

"What you say is true, good sir." The Monk admitted, though Naruto got the impression the man didn't appreciate Jiraiya bringing reality into his fable "Nevertheless, since that battle so long ago, Shiranui has been the patron God of Kamiki village, and we have never seen a moment's suffering." He continued to face Jiraiya, though Naruto got the feeling that, behind the basket, the Monk's eyes were locked onto his own. "Whether that be the work of man or Divine Intervention, I leave to you."

"Oh I'm not dismissing the legend." Jiraiya countered, waving a finger admonishingly at the monk as he stepped forward "In fact, I'd like to hear more of if, it could be a good inspiration for my work, is there, perhaps, a written account somewhere?"

"As a matter of fact, I believe I do…" the Monk admitted, his spirits rising at the interest the Toad Sennin was showing in the old legends, stepping forward eagerly to take the older Shinobi by the shoulder "Please, this way."

"I won't be a moment kiddo." Jiraiya assured Naruto, smiling confidently over his shoulder at his disciple as he allowed the Monk to lead him away "Why don't you finish paying your respects and wait for me outside?"

"Yeah, sure." Naruto sighed, shaking his head in exasperation, as he highly doubted the monk would be so eager to help his master out if he knew PRECISELY what types of stories the old letch actually wrote.

"Then again…" he muttered, grimacing as he recalled several less than devout priests that they'd run into on their journey "Wouldn't surprise me in the least if this one turned out to be a pervert as well…"

Shaking his head with a sigh, the blonde jinchuuriki turned his attention back to the shrine of Shiranui, staring up at the glorious painting of the white wolf, unable to help the feeling of admiration and understanding it inspired in him, the similarities with his own tale uncanny, in truth, unnervingly so.

'They looked down on you too, at first…' he muttered, recalling the tale, envisioning the villagers eyeing Shiranui fearfully as it patrolled the streets 'People always seem to jump to the wrong conclusions given the chance…' he snorted in amusement 'Heck, we BOTH have a villain called Orochi to deal with in order to help a friend…though in my case, the fucker's still very much alive…'

Shaking his head to rid himself of such thoughts, as the last thing he needed was to incur the wrath of a God for blaspheming in its temple, the blonde Jinchuuriki promptly picked up the small hammer used to strike the bell on the shrine, clapping his hands together and lowering his head in prayer.

'I don't know if you're real or not…' he thought to himself, his eyes closed reverently as he mumbled a simple travellers prayer, as Shinobi as a whole weren't particularly pious, being killers and assassin's by trade 'And even if you are, I doubt you'll listen to my prayers…' he frowned in thought 'But please…at the very least, don't let any harm come to Sasuke till I can get him out of there.'

A breeze picked up in the temple, Naruto's nose twitching as he the scent of springtime and cherry blossoms tickled his nose, his eye's flinching as a soft light shone through them, the jinchuuriki opening them to see what was going on, only to gape in shock at the sight before him.

The painting of Shiranui was moving, not because of the breeze, no, ACTUALY moving, the Wolf's regal head turning to regard the stunned Jinchuuriki with its golden, lupine eyes. As Naruto looked on in shock, the blazing wolf moved to step forwards, actually stepping OUT of the portrait, the formerly shadowed temple lighting up with all the colours of the rainbow as the flames on its back went from illustration to reality, bringing with them the scent of Sakura Petals on a summer's day.

"N-No freaking way…" the blonde stammered, gaping at the Wolf God in disbelief, unable to move as it padded towards him, about the same size as Bull, the largest of Kakashi's Ninken, save that it's presence seemed to fill the entire shrine, whereas Bull, while outwardly intimidating, seemed the most passive of Kakashi's hounds "Am…Am I dreaming?"

As if to answer the blonde, the wolf, Shiranui, leaned it's head back and loosed a howl that seemed to shake the very air around them, Naruto's eyes widening as he felt, deep within himself, the presence of the Kyuubi, the Nine Tailed Fox's chakra reacting to the Wolf God's howl like flames bathed in oil, a sense of vertigo washing over him as he tumbled to the floor, his last conscious memory that of Shiranui's golden eyes gazing down at him benignly before everything went black.

And that's my latest brainchild, a Naruto (Shippuden) and Okami crossover.

Now I know what you're all thinking, 'Is Kyugan back on the Naruto bandwagon at last?' well the answer is: HELL NO. So far as I'm concerned, Naruto ended with Kakashi Gaiden, as Shippuden, despite a good start, has sadly gone so far south it's currently falling through the depth's of space. Seriously as if the Godmodding the Sharingan wasn't bad enough (and yes, i do know the irony considering my first Naruto based work basically involved a similar power up, i was young, sue me) now there's so many plot twists and 'big reveals' i don't know where to look.

Hell, even in my 'Hokage no Issan', I limited the power of Edo Tensei so that it wears off whenever the summoner is defeated, whereas Kabuto can basically spam badasses till he runs out of corpses. But the biggest 'F-!-ck You' moment to me was Madara being revived and turning out to have the Rin'negan. I could have accepted him being revived, hell, it was an interesting plot point (personally I believe 'Tobi' to be his younger brother) but giving him the Rin'negan? An ability that's so rare it was considered lost till Nagato showed up? There are no emoticons adequate enough to properly describe how I felt when I saw that.

But enough about my hatred of Shippuden, back to discussing the idea behind the above ficlet.

Basically, the plot will be pretty much the same as in Okami, only with Naruto running around instead of Amaterasu. Now I can see where some people might take offence to that, as by this point, Naruto will have completed two and a half years of training under Jiraiya (Start of Shippuden, before the Rescue Gaara Arc to be precise), but let me assure you that isn't going to mean much, other than he's a little more mature.

Why won't it mean much, because as some of you might have guessed, Shiranui (or SHIN Okami Amaterasu if you want to be precise) didn't just send everyone's favourite Knuckleheaded Ninja back in time, she also, with possible help from Kyuubi, turned him into a fox.

I know, REAL original, but hey, we needed to set limits. Remember, in this story, the events of Okami occured BEFORE the coming of the Sage of Six paths, meaning the Juubi still hasn't manifested yet, so having a Shinobi running around scaring the bejeezus out of mortals would hardly be in the Gods' best interests.

Another reason is that, this way, Naruto won't be able to simply 'Rasengan' his problems away, he'll need to use his head and think strategically, making use of the Celestial Brush Techniques he learns along the way (And by thuder he'll learn them). Furthermore, as he's trapped in fox form, he can't use any jutsu that expresly require handseals, meaning he can't spam his Tajuu Kagebunshin (Mass Shadow Clones) in battle. In addition, since he's been sent back to a time when the Bijuu (or at least the ones from HIS time) don't exist, he doesn't have the Kyuubi (Seriousy Kishimot, Kurama? You had to go there?) to back him up.

However, he won't be completely defenceless, as he still has his own impressive chakra reserves, (Which kakashi admits to being four times his own) and can perform those jutsu which come second nature to him now, and thus don't require hand seals. To my knowledge, these include:

1. Tree/Water Walking.

2. Henge/Transformation (A must have for any fox, though he can't maintain it for long)

3. Possibly Kage Bunshin.

Now I'm not a hundred percent certain about these and would like viewer feedback to confirm them, especially in the case of the latter. I know he needs seals for his Tajuu Kage Bunshin, but for simply making the odd clone or two, I'm pretty sure he doesn't need to make the seals anymore (or at least, I've seen him create at least one or two without seals).

He also retains his kunai holster and ninja pouch, so he still has his tools of trade, and as Pakkun and co have demonstrated, being a canine doesn't mean you can't use a blade.

Speaking of weapons, as Naruto is NOT Amaterasu, I'm debating whether or not to give him reflectors as weapons. Personally, I prefer the beads, though that's an aethetic thing for me, though he WILL be getting the Glaive Tsumugari later on.

Will this one get off the ground? Who can really tell? Certainly not me, but at the very least, it shows I haven't completely lost my faith in Kishimoto-sensei just yet.

Not. Just. Yet.

In any case, you know the rules, if you have any suggestions as to which Jutsu to allow, by all means, let me know. Just remember, no handseals, and NO Rasengan variants.