Chapter 157 - My SI Stash #57 - In Another World with ?Star Platinum? by Locksoli (NarutoXJoJosBizarreAdventure) (1/2)

-Same author as Dance, Dragon Dance! This fic contains a very menacing SI with his power of stopping time. Crossover of Naruto & JJBA~ Check it out!

Sypnosis: I didn't know how, nor did I immediately care why, but after I died I was suddenly thrust into the world of Naruto. Sounds great right? Well, with the angriest punch-ghost at my side, I'd think otherwise. (AU Reincarnation fic, OC-centric)

Rated: T

Words: 84K

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Chapter 1

What is death? Is it simply the cessation of all biological functions that keep you moving? Or is there a deeper philosophical question behind the term? Who knows...for me it was having a burning sensation in my lungs as they gradually filled up with water, all while I fought with every last bit of my energy to get to the surface for air.

Yeah, probably shouldn't have come into the dango shop that day, huh?

Not that not going to work would have changed anything, it might have given me some actual time to get away from(or at least see) the massive wall of water crushing down on the coast. Maybe I would have had a story to tell. Though to be honest, any story about surviving a tsunami would be utterly trounced by what I'll be treating you to from this point on.

You see, when I died I figured I'd go to where I'd go. Maybe I'd get proven wrong about the shinto gods, Allah, hell I would have been geeking out if the arbiters of life and death turned out to be the Asgardians from Marvel. No really, that would have been sweet.

But no, I had to have the misfortune of being born half-japanese in Japan, something that isn't a bad thing in and of itself...except I'd just happen to add on the even greater misfortune of growing up to become a below average person with little to no unique traits. Alongside this, I had only a few hobbies and the one or the two interests I had would commonly codify one as an otaku.

Yeah, you can probably see where I'm going with all this, can't you?

See, when I woke up, nothing seemed out of the ordinary...at first.

I mean, the most recent memory I had was drowning in saltwater as I watched my part of the city I called home become 100% oceanfront property. So, I figure waking up in a warm bed and a normal looking room was more pleasant than what I had previously experienced. Obviously, I wasn't immediately in the mood to ask questions about my predicament, because I was genuinely convinced I had just cheated death. Better yet, that entire thing with the tsunami hitting my city and drowning in a waterlogged dango shop was all a dream.

Haha, wistful thinking huh?

It was after almost half an hour of being elated that I was alive, did I notice something was off. For starters, the room around me wasn't exactly mine...yeah, it didn't look out of the ordinary, my bed was in the center, I had end tables near it, a dresser her and there. I could see three whole doors, I could only guess one was my closet and the other was my bathroom, with the last being the entrance to the rest of the house.

The problem is that everything seemed just...a bit too big. It seemed as though everything was bigger than it should have been to me, and that was what was putting me off. I hadn't been terribly short or anything, maybe at best 5'8, so everything around me shouldn't have been oversized in comparison to my body. So obviously, I knew had to get a better look at myself. I lifted myself off the bed, and moved to what I thought was the bathroom, opening the door.

Nope...that's a closet.

Ok, after actually finding the bathroom, I was just about ready to check myself to see if everything was ok, when I stopped. I hadn't noticed it when I opened the closet, but my hand was a bit different...it was just a bit smaller than it normally was, and the skin was a bit darker, as though I had a light tan.

Definitely a red flag, no questions asked. The moment I got to the mirror, my mind went flat. The face looking back at me, that couldn't be me. But after a few cursory waves of my hand, I realized that yes, this was me.

For starters, I looked like I had aged backwards by...oh I don't know, at least twelve years or so. I had an extremely youthful face that was right at home on my new 8 or 9 year old body, though it was also a bit more masculine that I would have expected, and I clearly didn't lose any of my partially western features. The other thing was my eyes and hair, now completely different. My eyes, originally dark brown, were now a piercing aqua color, with slightly slit pupils. My formerly short and neat brown hair had been replaced, now dark blue, messy and neck-length, with a single lock almost next to my eye.

Dark blue hair...oh f_u_c_k now I get it.

I've just been Isekai'd!

Yeah, f_u_c_k_i_n_g brilliant, now I was in an anime-esque fantasy world. And to top it off, I'd just been plopped in here after dying. I didn't have a useless goddess sitting down in front of me and laughing in my face, nor did I have a bunch of wizards summoning me and three other assholes into their world to save it from some catastrophe. Nope, I just got dropped into a new world with no idea what the hell was going on, all old school and stuff.

Looking down at myself, I had to at least give a sigh of relief at the fact I was wearing PJs. At least I hadn't been brought into this new world n_a_k_e_d. Speaking of new worlds, and specifically new locations, I should probably check out my house and the area around it.

Leaving my room, I found that my house was rather substantial in size. I was living in a veritable mansion, with a good amount of rooms. Moving downstairs, I found a neat living room with a few couches, and nearby a kitchen of decent size. I moved to the fridge, finding it well stocked, and my hand instinctively darted towards the jug of milk at the front. After looking around for a bit, I found the bowls in one of the cupboards, and a few more minutes of searching yielded a cabinet filled with snacks and food. A part of me was glad that I had least had good cereal to eat, I soon downed the entire bowl. While I was content that I had food and a good house, I still had to worry about the world I had just been reincarnated into.

So obviously I had to go check it out, and get a better hold on my surroundings.

I walked over to a nearby window, fully expecting to see a nice farm town outside with mythical beasts of burden and cute elf girls walking around and-hey, is that Mount Rushmore?

Below the mountain I could see what looked like a borderline city of japanese styled buildings, both houses and simple shops or other types of businesses, with the occasional apartment complex scattered throughout. I could also spot mansions not dissimilar to my own, with some easily outclassing mine. There were of course the odd buildings that I couldn't initially explain the reason for, but I mentally waved them off, because they easily matched with what the metropolis in front of me really was.

Konohagakure no Sato, the hidden leaf village of Naruto fame….

Which meant that I had been reincarnated into the world of Naruto, an anime…

Welp, I wanted to get a better hold on my surroundings after all...guess I'm going sightseeing.

After a shower and a quick jaunt of digging through my closet, I had found a suitable wardrobe for myself. Black trench coat and pants, burgundy colored shirt, and a visor cap that looked like it was merged with my hair. Just like one of my favorite manga characters, I looked like a bonafide delinquent. I smirked at myself in the mirror, ready to hit the town.

So, sightseeing in a famous anime setting...well, wasn't too bad to be honest. Since I was doing everything to try and not look like a weirdo, I had to contain myself when it came to being in awe at my surroundings. After a couple of hours, it kind of lost its l_u_s_ter, so I wasn't going to googly eyed over actually being in an anime world.

Another thing I noticed, particularly about myself, was that my senses were way better than they should have been. I thought maybe that would be normal for a human in the naruto, but after some slight observations, that definitely didn't seem to be the case. I just happened to be reincarnated with heightened senses, woohoo!

That had the added side effect of noticing the little things going on, every minute detail about how people were acting became clear to me, things I wouldn't pick up on easily before. I could tell when a person was nervous by the slight twitching of their facial muscles, I could see if they were putting on facades to hide any real thoughts or intentions while they spoke to one another.

And I could see them. The ninja, both on-duty and off, retired or undercover, they were easy to tell based on their mannerisms. They acted calm and composed on the outside, but they always seemed to be analyzing every person around them, even their own coworkers. And at every other shadow I saw had the ninja ninja...ANFU I think? No, ANBU, that's what I meant.

Yeah, good time to remind myself it's been years since I've read Naruto, let alone watched the anime. After the timeskip, I sort of got turned off by the whole thing, mostly skimming over the unimportant arcs and filler to get to the good stuff, and even then I skipped over some of the important things too. By the time the series really got into high gear, I had already moved on to a series that would become my favorite in the world, ever, period. The only reason I really did try to keep up to date on naruto was to see if my first OTP had become canon yet(it did...took her nearly dying once, and then later on a whole movie for it, but honestly it shouldn't have had to taken that long?).

The ANBU were a bit hard to place, since they were actually covert in their movements and worked as a hidden police service instead of having metaphorical(and sometimes seemingly literal) bright neon signs on them screaming out ”ninja”. But for some reason, I could at least sense the presence of one or two here and there...probably the rookies of the corps. It should be weird to know that there were people constantly watching me, but I did my best to pay them no mind. Beside, they didn't really seem to give me too much of a passing glance as long as I didn't visibly pick them out from their hiding spots.

After another 20 minutes of walking, I found myself in a residential stretch, with restaurants and tenements visible throughout the area. I felt my eyes going wide at the sight of a familiar ramen stand, noting a few customers coming and going. A part of me didn't want to go in, because if I met him then I knew I'd spill every bit of knowledge I had of the future, and I'd end up making myself look like a crazy person. The rational part of my mind asked ”what likelihood is it that he's here now?”, and of course the savvy part responded with ”oh, you mean at his favorite food joint, run by the only people who pay attention to him and treat him like a human being? Yeah, he's definitely not gonna be there”. Yeah, my mind was still pretty split.

Nevertheless, I crossed the threshold and found myself in Ichiraku's. It looked about how I expected it, at least going off the original manga and my own experience with food stands. The old man with permanently closed eyes, Teuchi, prepared some dishes while his daughter moved dirty bowls and other cookware into the kitchen out back. Teuchi looked up to me and flashed me a bright smile.

”Welcome to Ichiraku's, I'll take your order in just a bit!” he called over.

”Oh, uh...thanks,” I said awkwardly, taking a seat at the bar somewhat nervously. The old man just gave me a kind smile before going back to work.

Another thing I had to get used to was my voice, being that I was now around nine years old again. It wasn't squeaky and high pitched or anything, but it definitely sounded like the voice of a little kid. I'd have to practice if I wanted to make myself sound like I had any edge to it.

”Alright, that's done...so kiddo, what can I get you?”

”Ah…” I looked over at the menu, focusing on a few choices before making my decision. ”Shōyu ramen with beef stock, and some chāshū and wakegi please.”

”Sure thing kiddo,” the man said, looking to the back room. ”Ayame, get the beef stock ready and pull out some pork, onions, and soy sauce.”

”Hai tou-san!”

”Alright, I'll be getting your order started in just a bit…” Teuchi suddenly stopped short, looking at me (as best as he could with his closed eyes) skeptically. For some reason, it was like I could suddenly feel some strange energy coming from him, something that I couldn't sense in a physical manner.

”Is something wrong?” I asked anxiously.

”No, no, it's nothing...you just have a unique energy about you,” he said, his smile returning as his daughter brought the materials for my order out. ”I didn't mean to freak you out or anything...I'll just get your order started, alright kiddo.”

I nodded slowly, still wary after that odd event. Any misgivings I had were blown away once he started cooking, the smell was just too good and I couldn't help but smile at the aroma reaching me. I guess having heightened senses wasn't always too bad.

Soon the old man had finished my order, placing it in front of me and moving on to deal with a couple of other customers. I immediately started to dig in and god(s) was it delicious. I had to give Teuchi and his daughter credit, they did a great job. Unlike the main protagonist of the series however, I didn't simply wolf it down impatiently. I took a good 15 minutes to savour the dish, before pushing the finished bowl back.

”Wow, you really took your time huh?”

I looked up to see Teuchi's daughter smiling cheerily at me. She obviously looked younger than in canon, probably by three years at least. I gave the young girl a soft smile in response.

”Yeah, it was pretty good so I wanted to make it last, y'know?”

Ayame let out a short giggle at this. Her father walked over and, seeing that I had finished, sent me a kind smirk.

”Are you interested in ordering more?” he asked me.

”No, not today at least...I'm just gonna pay up and get going,” I drawled out, fishing through my pockets. Luckily I had raided my drawers for cash before I went out, since I didn't plan on stiffing anybody with the bill.

”Ah, we usually don't ask first time customers to pay, so-”

”No, no, it's no trouble really,” I said, pulling out the amount for shōyu ramen that I saw on the menu, plus a few extra yen(?) as tip. ”You guys seem really nice, so I'd hate to skip out on the bill.”

Both of them gave me sheepish smiles at this. My soft smile returned as I let the money down on the table.

Walking back home, for the most part, had some minor occurrences that I really didn't pay mind to. For starters, I saw a familiar bushy eyed teen doing his daily exercises. It was really weird seeing Lee without his traditional bowl cut, so the only thing I really recognized was his eyebrows. The only interaction I had with him was him running towards me, saying ”excuse me” as he brushed past, and my own recognition of him before going on my way.

Second was seeing an equally familiar bun-haired girl in a qipao blouse training with a variety of weapons. Tenten was swinging all sorts of crazy things around, from the weighted chains and bo staff she had in the anime, to things like bladed fans or katanas. Since I was an unassuming kid who was maybe a couple years younger than she was, she barely glanced at me as I walked by. I figured wearing a badass trench coat would get me more attention, never did I think the opposite would be true.

As I walked back home, I noticed several civilians hard at work. Apparently there was some construction going on nearby, and from what I heard it had something to do with the ”attack from almost 8 years before”. I couldn't help but cringe at this, since I heard some very choice words about a certain individual. Maybe I could somehow get a job around here if possible, if nothing else but to stay safe in the village-hey is that a piano?

Yes, there was an honest to god piano being lifted near the path I was taking. I found it weird for only a couple of seconds, before I remembered the first Naruto movie and the crazy tech that the villains used. Plus, the daimyō of the countries having a video conference, and Naruto himself somehow having a mac. Yeah, a piano was believable.

Also believable was the fact that the ropes holding the piano as the workers lifted it just happening to start snapping at the wrong moment. Yup, sucks to be those guys...well, best to get moving so I don't get dust in my eyes. That was my initial thought, before I was roughly pushed forward onto the ground.

Right into the path of the now falling piano. I just barely caught a glimpse of the shitstain that did it, a fat kid with fancy looking clothes that just screamed ”spoiled rich kid”, and he was smirking evilly at me.

I didn't even look at him for too long, because I was already looking at the giant musical instrument descending towards me to spell my next demise.

Isn't that just f_u_c_k_i_n_g brilliant? I get reincarnated into the world of an infamous anime, only to die from a f_u_c_k_i_n_g looney toons gag. The universe was cruel, and whatever deity that had pulled all this on me was probably laughing their asses of at the sick joke they made.

As the piano nearly hit me, the world around me changed, as everything began to gradually turn a shade darker, almost grey. It was as though time slowed to a crawl.

...no, that wasn't accurate...

...It was as though…

Time had stopped.

A ghostly pair of muscular blue and purple arms with wavy golden lines across them and long gold-studded gloves emerged from my c_h_e_s_t. The arms immediately set to work on getting rid of the newest threat to my existence.

”ORAORAORAORAORAORAORA! ORA!”

And then, it seemed as though time started to move again.

The world became colorful once more, and the piano nearly hitting me suddenly exploded into a mass of wood, metal, and whatever the keys were made out of. The pieces flew to the sides, causing me no harm whatsoever. Everybody around me watched the spectacle in awe, a few that had apparently been glaring at the rich little shit from before now staring at me in bewilderment.

As for myself, well I was gaping in shock at what had happened, my eyes looking off into space. The way the world seemed to get the pause button pressed, the arms that had come out of me and taken care of the piano. And the voice, the loud and angry yelling that had been let out as the instrument had been pulverized, all of that was so very familiar to me. I immediately decided I'd get to that later.

Because I had to deal with that little brat from before. Said fat f_u_c_k was now looking at the scene with astoundment, and an even fatter man who I could only assume was his father stood behind him equally flabbergasted. They then looked at me, their expressions somewhere between surprise and anger.

Oh-hoh boy, did I really feel like letting them have it right now.

”BASTARD! WHAT'S THE BIG F_U_C_K_I_N_G IDEA PUSHING ME INTO A FALLING OBJECT?! YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN ME KILLED! YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY FOR YOURSELF A_S_SHOLE?!”

Both of them looked taken aback, apparently they had never had themselves yelled at in such a way. I was glaring hatefully as the fatass stuttered, still trying to find his voice.

”Y-you have a nice coat,” was what he said.

”...What the hell does that have anything to do with this shithead?!” I growled at him, causing him to flinch back.

”I-I figured I could get it at the funeral auction when you died, or at least steal it while you were in the hospital…” the kid's father paled instantly when the boy choked this out.

People around us had obviously heard the entitled brat saying this, and were looking at the two with obvious disdain. Though their voices seemed far away to me, I could hear people calling out and jeering about ”rich assholes” and how they ”always thought they could get away with doing shit”. I barely paid attention, I felt nothing but unbridled fury, it almost felt like I was glowing bright as the sun.

ゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴ

The two fat f_u_c_ks in front of me went paler as my glare intensified, my teeth bared and an intensifying growl emanating from my throat. I felt like I was about to reach the breaking point when I felt a hand gently placed on my shoulder. I would have been really pissed that somebody was trying to agitate me if I didn't see who it was that had done it. Kakashi Hatake, the laziest ninja in the history of the universe, was looking down at me in concern.

”Hey kid, I know you're pretty pissed but you need to calm down. Most normal civilians can't handle that much Killing Intent.”

I blinked owlishly at him for a couple of seconds, before looking around. Every normal person around me stared at me in terror, the ones who could stand it still visibly on edge. The ninja or former ninja I could pick from the crowd were actually looking at me in surprise, clearly not expecting a young kid to let out that much KI. I made a sort of growl/sigh as I looked back up to Kakashi apologetically.

”S-sorry ninja-san, I didn't mean to lose my cool like that…”

”Relax, nobody's gonna hold it against you...those two however” he looked over to the fat f_u_c_ks, and I felt my rage spike up just a bit at their faces. ”Those two will be dealt with, hopefully to the full extent of the law.”

The silver-haired man patted me on the back, giving me an eye smile from within his mask.

”Go on and get home, k.”

”Yeah, sure ninja-san…”

Of course I got home immediately, because I still needed to deal with the shit I had seen beforehand. Once I was safe in my own room, I hunched over and took a few deep breaths to get my bearings. Once I stood up, I closed my eyes and furrowed my brows in thought.

”Ok, that couldn't have happened...but it definitely happened because I'm not a goddamn pancake right now, so…”