To the person who
asked about the “follow by email subscription list” - it
should still be working.
This post will be a fill
for this prompt “The crazy movie director from Naruto's past is
making a movie based on the founding of Konoha......Harry
accidentally gets cast in the part of Madara.” that was submitted
by Haley Novak.
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Naruto sped towards the
tower,excited and ready to take on whatever mission he was being
called in for. He hoped it was a super cool mission. Something that
he could tell nii-san about later on.
Nii-san had loved hearing
about all his older missions.
All those dreams of
important and flashy missions disappeared when he entered the
Hokage's office.
A familiar old man with
blue tinted glasses and a brown outfit lit up with excitement as soon
as he saw Naruto. “Ah, you've grown a lot over the years. kid.”
Naruto frowned, unsure of
who the man was.
The man realized this and
before baa-chan or even Sakura-chan could say anything, he said,
“It's me Makino. I hired your team while I was making my film in
the Land of Snow with Princess Yukie.”
“Yukie-chan is here?”
Naruto said with delight.
Makino slumped. “No. I
can make movies without her.” He frowned and shook his head.
“That's why I'm hiring your team again. I've been in a slump and I
need some inspiration...”
Naruto glanced at
Sakura-chan with a questioning look.
Sakura-chan shrugged and
signed that the mission would pay a lot even if it did sound weird.
“and what better way
than following you around?” Makino finished with a triumphant pose.
Getting another shrug and
an eye roll from Sakura-chan, Naruto just nodded. Baa-chan also made
a hurry up motion that was hard to miss. “Okay.”
“Excellent,” Makino
said and pulled out a small notebook as he walked to Naruto. “What
were you planning to do this afternoon?”
Naruto blinked. “I was
going to go home and tell nii-san that I had a mission and...”
“You have a brother?”
Makino said and scribbled in his book. “Fascinating. Yes, maybe a
story about family would be a good start instead of a fantasy. That's
been done to death over the years...” Makino scribbled and muttered
to himself the entire way to the apartment.
Naruto was reluctant to
bring the weirdo into the house but since it was a mission, he had no
choice in the matter. So he took a deep breath and opened the door,
“Nii-san, I'm home.”
The conversation inside the kitchen came to a halt. “Did you get a mission?”
Nii-san called out from the kitchen. “Can you eat lunch before you go?”
“Yeah,” Naruto
replied. “I don't have to go anywhere. I just have to let
Makino-san here follow me for a while.”
There was a clatter from
the kitchen and nii-san came out of the kitchen with a frown. “Did
you say follow... hello.” Nii-san's eyes narrowed with suspicion
just as Izumo and Kotetsu appeared behind him.
Makino looked between them
for a long moment. “I see. Already an interesting dynamic. A
protective older brother, no no, a charismatic and protective older
brother...” his hand raced across the paper, scribbling as he
spoke. “A brother with unique eyes. Hmm, maybe it should be more
dramatic. Eyes that could kill, oh yes, that would do. Wait!”
Makino stopped writing, “I've just remembered. That man from the
founding era, from the clan with the killer eyes. Masato.”
While Kotetsu choked,
Izumo said, “I think you mean Madara. Uchiha Madara.”
Makino snapped his
fingers. “Exactly. The charismatic older brother who went mad after
he couldn't protect his younger brother.”
“That's not what
happened,” Izumo said.
Makino wasn't listening.
“A historical film about family and loss. That will be a hit. The
biggest hit of my career!” He turned to nii-san. “You!”
Nii-san blinked, looking
completely unconcerned by the weirdo in his face.
“You shall be my star of
my film. My breakout star. You shall be Masato!”
=x=x=x=x=
“I can see how this film
got past the higher ups in Konoha,” Kisame said. “For a
historical film, it sure as hell doesn't have a lick of history in
it.”
Itachi glared at him.
“You've already seen
it,” Kisame said with a bit of annoyance.
The glare didn't abate.
Instead it got worse. “We're getting to the best part.”
Kisame sighed and turned
back to the screen.
With long black hair and
elaborate red armour that Kisame had to concede looked rather nice if
impractical, the lead character Masato looked at the bloody
battlefield he had created. Kisame also conceded that the battlefield looked wonderful. Lots of blood and gore.
The action wasn't half
bad. And the film had had some epic large scale battles.They must have spend a
fortune on the trained extras for those realistic war scenes.
“What have I become?”
Masato said, as blood dripped down from his
eyes. “What kind of monster have I become for you Isamu?”
Kisame rolled his eyes at
the dramatic lines, the only real downside of the film, and turned to
Itachi only to pause in concern.
Itachi was reciting the
lines in time to the film.
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Poor Kisame, right?
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