Synthetic Shinobi (A Naruto and Nier Crossover Fanfiction)

Hashirama, watching the spectacle, suddenly burst into deep, uncontrollable laughter. He doubled over, clutching his sides, tears streaming down his face. "She's— she's got a good sense of humor!" he wheezed, barely able to breathe between his guffaws.

Naruto stopped her odd performance for a moment, striking a 'cool' pose. "I aim to be Hokage after all. Dattebayo."

Hashirama, still laughing, nodded his head enthusiastically. "I bet you can be a great one!"

"I'll be the greatest Hokage, old man," Naruto replied, her robotic voice somehow managing to sound both confident and monotone at the same time.

Orochimaru's patience, already paper-thin, finally snapped. His face twisted in rage, his snake-like features contorting as he screamed at the top of his lungs. "Enough of this! Kill them! Kill them all!"

Without hesitation, Orochimaru formed another hand sign, and Hashirama's eyes went completely black. This time, he wasn't going to make the same mistake. He wasn't playing around anymore.

"Kill them all!" Orochimaru shrieked, his voice echoing through the arena. "All of them!"

As if on cue, both Hashirama and Tobirama snapped into action, their bodies moving like perfectly controlled marionettes. They began marching forward in unison, their eyes locked onto Hiruzen and Naruto.

The reanimated Hokages advanced with grim determination, their steps heavy and deliberate. Hiruzen braced himself, his face hardening as he prepared for the inevitable clash.

Naruto, for her part, just stood there. Still naked, still flanked by her naked clones, still not entirely sure what was going on.

The battle was about to begin.

And somewhere, in the back of Naruto's robotic mind, a single thought floated to the surface: "Maybe I should've worn that stupid black dress today. That Bastard's clan storage clothes are too low quality…"

Just as Naruto stood there, still trying to process the fact that she was about to fight the zombie Hokages while completely naked—and also trying to figure out exactly how her life had reached this absurd point—a sudden blur of motion caught her eye. In an instant, before she could even react, a white cloak was draped over her shoulders.

Naruto blinked, staring down at the loose ANBU cloak that now covered her body. It was long, flowing, and way too big, but it was clothes, and that was all that mattered right now. Her brain took a moment to catch up with what just happened. "Uh… Neko-san, your kindness is… um… most appreciated. Dattebayo."

She looked up at the source of the sudden rescue—none other than an ANBU operative with a cat mask and striking purple hair. The mysterious figure stood silently, her expression impossible to read behind the emotionless mask. It was a little unnerving, actually. Naruto was used to people looking at her funny or outright ignoring her, but this was different. The mask didn't budge, not even a hint of reaction. No eye-roll, no head-shake, no sigh of exasperation—just... blankness.

Naruto, who normally prided herself on being the master of deadpan expressions, actually felt a little creeped out. "Uh…" she mumbled, her usual bravado faltering for a second under the weight of the awkwardness.

Before Naruto could say anything else, the ANBU operative, Neko-san, disappeared in a blur of motion—reappearing just as quickly behind the Third Hokage, taking her position to guard the old man as if nothing had just happened.

Naruto blinked again. "Well, that's not unsettling at all…"

But there was no time to dwell on it. The air suddenly felt thicker, charged with the unmistakable weight of approaching battle. Naruto could feel it, that gut instinct that something big was coming.

And sure enough, the reanimated Hokages were on the move.

Tobirama, eyes black and lifeless, led the charge, his face set in an expression of cold determination. Hashirama followed, though there was something almost… apologetic in the way he moved, like he was marching to a fight he didn't really want to be part of.

But whether they wanted it or not, the fight was coming.

Naruto tightened the cloak around her shoulders, trying to mentally prepare herself for the chaos that was about to unfold. She glanced over at Hiruzen, who stood firm, his old battle-hardened face set in grim resolve. This was no joke. This was a fight for survival.

"Alright, you two ancient zombie dudes…" Naruto muttered under her breath as she crouched slightly, readying herself to move. "Let's see how cool I really am. Dattebayo."

And with that, the Hokages charged.

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