Can Pokemon into Naruto? 24 (Patreon)

Commissioned by Anthony Maxwell

Can Pokemon Into Naruto?

Chapter 24

-VB-

What did it mean to be an Aburame? 

It was a lot of work. 

Many insects used by the Aburame clan were very sensitive to chakra and environmental changes, which was partly why the clan raised and bred them. Insect strains that the clans bred over a long period of time eventually came to hold a symbiotic relationship, no longer needing a separate container or environment for them to be sheltered from the elements.

No, once an insect strain became symbiotic with the Aburame Clan, then those insects began to live very close to the clan members, if not outright in the pores and internal organs. 

In Shino’s case, he did have insects living in his pores and internal organs. He also had a number of hives that lived on the insides of his clothes. The trench coats worn by Aburame Clan members were special clan attire designed in such a way to promote insect habitation and comfort as well as to provide warmth to the clan members and the insects they hosted. 

As far as Shino knew, the Aburame Clan was the best among the ninja clans when it came to raising insects for combat. He’s heard of other insect-focused clans in other Elemental Nations, but none of them held the same prominence in their home nation like the Aburame Clan did. 

He was slowly starting to realize that the Aburame Clan might only be the best among ninja clans. 

Because as he stared up at the giant wasps that were menacingly flying around them but all of whom bore some kind of finger-sized wooden identification plaques tied around their waists, he knew that he would struggle to survive if he fought even one of these wasps. 

But there were almost a dozen of them. 

One of them was equal to each member of his genin team. The rest might be able to fight off their sensei.

“... I was told that this was the direction of the Village by the Sea Mountain,” sensei spoke up.

It was a long name for a small village but not the longest he’s heard. 

He remembered that there was a town in the Land of Wind called “The Greatest Effort that Created the Greatest Wind came from This Land.” It probably wasn’t the longest name. 

The wasps buzzed in the air before they backed away and then flew off. 

Everyone didn’t relax immediately. Sensei looked around, and Shinso saw bits of sweat dripping down her temple. 

“Kurenai-sensei…?” he asked. 

“My genjutsu did not work on them. At all.”

Shinso froze. 

While many insects did not have enough chakra for illusions to work, those insects were also mostly harmless unless they had venom or poison. Once an insect got to a certain size, they had enough chakra for genjutsu techniques to work on them. 

“They were immune…?”

“No. Sluggish. Different,” she replied. “Let’s get going. We still have to see what has happened to the village.”

---

Inuzuka Kiba thought that sensei was making a big deal of it. 

So who cares if the bugs got close or genjutsu didn’t work on ‘em?! All they had to do was get in there and bash them in! 

“Kiba-kun.”

He turned around and looked at Hinata. “Yeah, Hinata?” 

“Sensei and Shino-kun are worried because those wasps are pretty strong.”

He opened his mouth to argue that she was stupid for implying that mere bugs were strong enough to defeat him and Akamaru, but stopped when he noticed how serious she looked. 

Hinata rarely looked serious. 

“How come?”

She gave him a deadpan stare. “Kiba, look around.”

He did and didn’t notice anything. 

“What-?”

“9 o’clock, on the ground.”

He looked as directed.

Oh yeah, there’s something there. It was a small hole. 

A hole that had edges that were too clean and … slightly bloody. There were also clumps of fur near it. 

He walked over, picked up the fur clump, and smelled it. 

It smelled like … burnt pork?

… Oh.

“... Yikes,” he muttered as he dropped the hair. “But this isn’t enough to make them dangerous to us,” he said as he turned around. 

“Then trust me when I say that at least one or two of us would have died if we fought, Kiba-kun,” Hinata said softly. 

He shivered. 

How did she sound so sure? 

---

Hinata shivered, and Kurenai noticed it. 

Every single one of those bugs could kill her students. 

“Hinata, what did you see?”

It took her student a while to answer but she did. 

She saw how their not-chakra shimmered around their bodies almost like armor. Their stingers were coated with so much of it and packed so densely that she couldn’t look through it even with her byakugan active. 

“... Are we still going to that village, sensei?” she asked, and Kurenai nodded.

They still needed to fulfill their mission, and while there had been some danger, they haven’t entered combat once. 

“Alright. Let’s take it slow.” To not upset whatever else might be in the area. 

They took off at a light jog down the narrow dirt road they had been walking down instead of the tree jumping they have been doing. 

This was actually a cardinal sin for ninjas because they were leaving behind trails that potential hostile ninjas could track, but Kurenai would be impressed if they could track them while fighting off the giant wasps that defied common sense. 

‘It can’t be that weird person from before, could it?’ 

She still remembered the man who had a weird chicken and a clay doll with odd abilities. Dangerous, odd abilities. 

He was the only one who could possibly be behind the wasps. He’d made a chicken breathe fire so why not giant not-chakra wielding wasps?

Damn it. 

She didn’t like it when investigations got complicated, especially since she had to take care of her students at the same time. 

As they grew closer to the village… something tickled her instincts. 

There wasn’t anything she could see but something felt wrong. The village ahead looked normal, and there were villagers working the fields around it.

But something felt wrong!

“Be on guard,” she told her students, and they gave her quiet affirmatives. 

As they got in sight of the villagers, they looked at her. 

And they weren’t scared. 

There was a sense of … something. These villagers weren’t normal.

They looked at her as if she was normal.

That alone made these villagers odd. 

---

“So it’s ninjas now?” Farmer Eo muttered to his friend and neighbor, Farmer Jo.

“I think I recognize her. She and her kids are the ones who came by last time, remember?”

“... Oh yeah. Now that I’m looking at her, I can see that.”

Jo hummed. “Well, it’s not like they’re foreign ninjas. I guess we’re fine.”

“Yeah. Ninjas supposedly don’t go after farmers, right?” 

“Yeah. We’re not important enough.”

“... Alright, back to weeding.”

“Ugh. Fucking backbreaking work. I hate this shit.”

“You say that but you aren’t gonna asked Karu for a solution?”

“Hell no. He’s got those monsters around him. What if one of them takes offense at me asking him for a solution to some farming shit.”

---

Hinata was scared. 

There were things around here that weren’t like the wasps. 

There were things that moved underground and in the air but her eyes couldn’t see them. 

She could see what looked like a chakra-like “presence” but only when she had her byakugan on. It wasn’t like the not-chakra that she saw with the giant wasps. These were … different. They felt more spiritual, if she could suggest that. 

She shivered as she looked around.

“Hinata, what’s wrong?” her sensei asked quietly without looking back at her. 

“T-There are things around us. Like the wasps but different,” she replied hurriedly and quietly. “They’re looking at us…!” 

Sensei didn’t stop. Nor did she respond.

“Kiba. Shino. Hinata.”

“Hai?”

“If something happens, then get ready to run. Don’t stop until you are in Konoha. Understood?”

“Hai…!” 

-VB-

“Eh? They’re here again?” I asked.

Baltoy, who’d just been scouting around, nodded. ‘Yes. I have the Phantumps watching them right now.’

“... urgh. They’re probably not here for the chief, huh?”

‘Most likely not.’

I sighed as I got up from where I’d been pulping an oran berry. “Alright, then let’s go meet them…” I paused. “By the way, do you know where Cleo is?”

‘She is with her friends out in the woods.’

I thought about that. I knew that she went off to the woods frequently. I had assumed it was to find morsels. I didn’t think that she had friends… 

“She’ll be back before dinner like always,” I shrugged. 

---

“HAHAHAHA!” 

Everything burned around her. 

“HAHAHAHHAHA!” 

She was too high right now. Felt too good. Felt strong and powerful.

She got up on her two legs.

They weren’t thin sticks anymore. 

They were thicker now.

Stronger. 

And they had quite the kick to them.