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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 10:59 am
I crown thee, King of Fanfiction.
That part with Shino and Hinata was so sweet.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 8:42 pm
the wonderfulness gets beter and better..do you plan to make this a sasuXsaku and naruXhina and shikaXino pairing fic?
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 11:24 am
i cant wait for the next chapter! u r an amazing author of fanfiction!
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 2:04 pm
Title: For the Love of My Friends Chapter 21:A Curse with a Veneer Shine Rating: Mature
"Oh, wow! We're here, aren't we! In Water Country! This is so-"Naruto was dragged back down, Sakura's hand firmly clamped over his mouth. Everyone else looked around nervously. "Shut up stupid!" the man rowing the boat hissed. "Why do you think the motor's off?" He was one of Tazuna's countrymen, one of the few who would risk being caught by Gatou and his men in order to get Tazuna and his protection back to the town.
"Water Country is by the bridge I'm building. You'll see the bridge soon." Tazuna said in a quiet voice. "The bridge is the one thing that could bring Water Country some profit, thus power."
"And that's exactly what Gatou doesn't want, right?" Sasuke asked. Tazuna nodded grimly.
"All we have to do is finish that bridge, then our country will be out of Gatou's claws. There's the bridge." Tazuna pointed to the half built bridge that lay just ahead.
"It's huge!" Sakura exclaimed in a low voice. Tazuna grinned proudly like a doting father.
Naruto sat down carefully, slinging one arm over a bent knee. He frowned, memories of the death of a boy as pure as snow running through his head. All optimism aside.. How the hell am I supposed to do this? Am I supposed to let Zabuza and Haku die? Is it meant to be? His fist clenched and he mentally shook his head. No.. Fate and destiny can go jump off of a cliff, for all I care. This is my story, dammit! It's gonna go my way, or not at all!
Sakura touched his shoulder. "What's wrong?" she asked, a little put off at the serious look on Naruto's face. He looked back, then managed a goofy grin.
"Trying to remember whether or not I left the stove on back home." The others sweat dropped. The boat stopped right off of the dock. Team Seven jumped nimbly off of the boat, much to Tazuna's envy. He climbed out, muttering darkly about arthritis.
"Alright, this is as far as I'll take you." the country man said seriously. "Good luck." They waved him off.
Any ninjas that we face from here on out will not be chuunin, rather, jonin or higher. Kakashi thought, his eye sharp for any suspicious movements in the brush. I can handle a jonin or two, but anymore and we'll be in serious trouble. The sharingan's more for one on one fighting. Not to mention that it drains my reserves so fast.. Naruto wasn't the only one with worries.
They walked quietly, Kakashi and Naruto in front, Tazuna in the middle, and Sakura and Sasuke flanking him. Since Naruto was feeling no need to show off, they just missed over a rabbit with the wrong color coat. They were completely oblivious to the cold brown eyes watching their every movement.
No wonder the Demon Brothers failed. the owner of those eyes thought to himself. That's the copy cat nin, Sharingan Kakashi of Konoha. You chose well, old man. He made a signal with his hand, silently telling his partner to wait. He wanted to observe them a while longer.
With each step, Sasuke and the others relaxed a little more. Truth be told, he was suspecting an ambush when they first set foot on Water Country. They broke formation, Kakashi lingering toward the back to speak with Tazuna while he and Sakura kept their pace behind Naruto. It only really occurred to Sasuke that they all were following Naruto's lead when he turned back to smile at them.
Sakura smiled back. As annoying as she complained that Naruto was, she really felt off balance when he wasn't smiling and causing chaos. Seeing that small grin back in place made her feel extremely affectionate of the blond prankster.
She turned her head to look at Sasuke, who she just realized was walking right next to her. Fighting her embarrassment, she said, "We got Tazuna-san to Water Country unharmed!" Sasuke looked over, offering a smile of his own, a borderline smirk that stated 'But of course, I was here, wasn't I?'
Naruto suddenly stopped, causing Sakura to run right into him. Rubbing the tip of her hurt nose, she growled a little in annoyance before curiosity and worry reared its head. She grabbed the back of Naruto's black vest.
"What's wrong Naruto?" Kakashi and Tazuna came to a stop right behind them, no doubt curious as to what caused the hold up. Naruto lifted his arm, shakily pointing at the body of water in front of them.
"A lake.." he muttered, looking dazed. "Deja vu, I swear.." Neither Sakura nor Sasuke heard his last few words, but Kakashi managed to pick them up with his keen hearing. Deja vu? he questioned himself.
Sakura grabbed his shoulder, lightly shaking it to pull him out of the trance he was in. The slight stiffening of his body was the only warning she got before he turned and pushed not only her, but also Sasuke to the ground. Sasuke cursed when he suddenly got a mouthful of grass.
"Dobe.." he said in a threatening voice. He had barely lifted his head when he saw something large and gray whip by them at tremendous speeds. He quickly ducked his head back down.
Grunting, Tazuna stood wearily to his feet when Kakashi gave him the signal to. The genin followed suit, immediately turning back to look at the object imbedded in one of the trees behind them.
It's a sword! Sasuke thought, reaching for his kunai. A man was visible, casually standing on the hilt as if he weighed not a pound. His back was to them.
It's him. Kakashi thought, already pulling up chakra to sustain his sharingan. It's Zabuza of the mist.
Zabuza turned to look at them from over his shoulder. His eyes immediately focused on Kakashi, the larger threat of the small party. A malicious grin was hidden by the bandages wrapped around the bottom portion of his face. "You are.. Hatake Kakashi, are you not?"
Before Kakashi had a chance to speak, Naruto stepped forward. "It depends on who's asking and why the hell you want to know." he snapped. He, of course, already knew but needed to buy as much time as possible so he could find Haku's position. He knew that the boy would not leave his mentor's side.
And if I can expose Haku, then he won't have enough time to figure out Kakashi-sensei's weakness. If Kakashi-sensei can wear Zabuza down faster, Zabuza might be more inclined to join our side when Gatou shows his true face. Kakashi won't feel the need to use a chidori, which means that Haku won't die! And if Haku doesn't die, then Zabuza will feel no need to avenge Haku's death by killing Gatou!
Zabuza was unaware of the blond's thoughts, and if he even had the smallest idea what was whirling through Naruto's head, he would be shocked that someone would be prepared to go through so much to keep two people he barely knew alive. Instead, the missing nin laughed sinisterly.
"You should keep your brats in check." he murmured. "And I'll be taking the old man." Tazuna started to back away, even as the genins took offense to his remark and took several steps forward. Kakashi held out a hand, stopping them in their tracks.
"Protect Tazuna. Do not engage in a fight." he said quietly. "There is teamwork needed for that." Scowling, the genin retreated back to form a circle around Tazuna. Kakashi exposed the sharingan, much to the hidden delight of Zabuza.
"Hey, Sasuke." Naruto whispered. Sasuke looked over at him. "Keep an eye out for someone in the trees."
"Why?" Sakura asked. The blond shifted from one foot to the other, his eyes straining to see anything or anyone hiding in the bushes around them.
"'Cause I doubt that guy came here alone."
Kakashi and Zabuza dueled with water jutsus, the latter being overwhelmed by the former's abilities with the sharingan. Is he.. reading my mind or just very good at copying every move I make? Haku, you better be getting this. Two powerful water techniques collided with each other, sending water everywhere. They had moved out on the surface of the lake.
Scowling, Zabuza started to make the hand seals for a water clone, only to see Kakashi copying him. Instead of one, he made two. Kakashi destroyed Zabuza first clone by ramming a kunai in it's head. The mizu bunshin, only a 1/4 as strong as Zabuza and not even an 1/8 as fast, was helpless but to take the brutal hit. Zabuza attacked Kakashi, only to have the jonin dissolve into water. A kunai appeared at his neck. Kakashi held Zabuza in a vulnerable position. Someone poked his shoulder. He turned only to see another Zabuza.
This is defiantly not my best day..
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For once, they were doing some productive training. Kurenai had sat in on one of their previous sessions and had much to say about what they were doing, or rather, what they were not. Asuma and Kurenai had different definitions for training. Asuma's was to spend time with his team. Kurenai's was to work her team to the point of exhaustion. Fearful of Kurenai's wrath, Asuma hastily made his team work on taijutsu so he'd be spared. Satisfied, Kurenai left them in peace. But she had made it a point to sit in every other week, so Asuma's team had no choice but to actually start working.
Panting and sweating up a storm, Ino, Shikamaru, and Chouji made it back from the jog that Asuma set them on. Pitying them, he said nothing when they dropped down on the cool grass, despite him knowing they'd be sore the next day if they didn't cool down and stretch.
"It took.. ten minutes." an ominous voice hissed. They hastily looked up, Asuma almost tripping over himself when he saw who it was.
"Oh.. heh.. hello, Kurenai-chan." he said nervously. The red eyed jonin grabbed him by the front of his vest.
"Don't Kurenai-chan me, you lazy a**." Kurenai said with an angry glint in her eyes. "What have you been doing with these kids? It took them ten minutes to run a 100 meter dash. Ten minutes. They should have walked! They would have been back faster." Asuma looked toward his team, blinking a few times. He hadn't noticed the time, having slipped into a light nap.
"How come it took so long?" he asked, genuinely curious.
"We stopped a couple of times. Ino said that if we didn't, she'd reek of her sweat." Shikamaru muttered. Ino immediately took offense. That was not even close to the reason why she made them stop. But she didn't want to admit to the rest of them that she kept on seeing the images from her nightmare, especially to Shikamaru. So instead, she focused all of her energy on the fact that he was insulting her. The words traveled fluidly.
"Did not! Haven't you ever heard of the saying 'girls glisten and boys sweat'?" she snapped, flames of anger beginning to grow. It wasn't all that hard to make her infamous temper immerge. And Shikamaru knew what buttons to push.
"That's just 'cause women don't do half of what men do." he countered, but really should have kept his mouth shut. At least, that's what he thought when Ino upper cutted him. Chouji leaned over to look at Shikamaru.
"Ouch, that's gotta hurt.."
"That's it." Kurenai said in a monotone voice. "I'm training them today."
"But they're my team, you have your own." Asuma said with a slight whine in his voice. He liked his team. They were almost as lazy as he was. All he had to do was play Go and chess with Shikamaru and make sure Chouji had enough to eat to make them happy. And let Ino badger him about his and Kurenai's relationship. Sure, he had to face losing every time he played a game with Shikamaru, his wallet was practically nonexistent because of Chouji, and he had to face another female complaining that he wasn't interesting enough, but they were his team. His. He'd be damned if he was going to let another take over, even if it was Kurenai.
"Then consider this a hostile take over." she said snappish. Asuma backed away. He wasn't suicidal, though maybe Ino was right when she said he was too passive when it came to her. Kurenai would hand them back once she lost interest, he told himself earnestly. She had always been like that, ever since she was a kid.
"Don't you have your own team?" Shikamaru said grumpily, massaging his chin. Kurenai chose not to answer him, instead clapping her hands together with a smile that made Chouji and Shikamaru uneasy.
"We're going to practice some hand to hand combat." she said. "It's essential for building stamina." Ino was the only one who looked thrilled. Not that she liked doing anything physical, it was just that she found it so easy to slap her team mates around, especially Shikamaru, who refused to hit her because she was a female. Sexist a**.. she thought with a scowl.
"I'm fighting Shika first." she said. Ah, sweet revenge. Kurenai nodded to her, approving.
Frowning, Shikamaru stood, knowing exactly what was on Ino's mind. Ino faced him, cracking her knuckles in a menacing way.
"No chakra use, no weapons use. Taijustu only." Kurenai said. Asuma sighed, burying his head in his hands. He didn't want to watch. Ino could be brutal when she wanted to be.
Ino slid in a basic taijutsu stance, facing to the side with one hand in front and one in back. Kurenai noted her form was perfect, although she should have put more weight on her back foot. She might be pretty decent at taijutsu if she trains a bit more.
Shikamaru frowned even more, the only sign of him preparing for the onslaught was the slight loosening of his shoulders and spreading of his feet. He's going for defense so early? Kurenai questioned herself. Odd..
"Begin!"
Ino immediately threw herself at Shikamaru, her fists flying. He countered by taking a step back to dodge her first punch, then blocked the other three with his arms.
He has speed. The fourth punch was low. He knocked her fist upward with his palm, leaving her side wide open. Shikamaru then took two steps back and waited for her to recover. And he's going through all the right moves to expose her weaknesses. But why isn't he acting on them?
"Go Shika!" Chouji cried from the sidelines. Asuma lifted his head half heartedly. It never lasted. He'd always block Ino's attacks, but end up letting her win anyway. There was no use watching.
"Shut up, you fa-" Ino started to yell, but was surprised when Shikamaru grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. It hurt, in more ways than one.
"Don't call him fat. I really don't feel like trying to run away from a Meat Tank, or scraping your remains off of the ground." he muttered in her ear. Ino, for the first time feeling strangely uneasy with him so close, stomped hard on his foot. He let go of her arm in surprise, then got an elbow in the gut. Ino spun on her heel and kicked him as hard as she could. Shikamaru slid back a couple of feet, a hand briefly touching where there defiantly was going to be a bruise the next day.
Kurenai came to a shocking realization. Her form on that last move was sloppy. He could have dodged it. Kurenai's red eyes narrowed on Shikamaru's bored looking expression. He's letting her hit him!
Kurenai wasn't the only one who noticed. "Hey! Fight me, you damn coward!" Ino shouted. Sighing, Shikamaru halfheartedly threw a punch in her direction. It barely grazed her shoulder.
She rolled her eyes, about to spout out another insult when a strange expression flashed over her face. Her vision blurred. All she could see was Naruto's pale, lifeless body floating on the surface of the lake. Her hand flew over her mouth. Worried, Shikamaru closed the space between them, automatically reaching out to her.
"Ino? What's wrong?" he asked. Her blue eyes met his darker eyes for a moment before glazing over. She tried to say something, but then rushed for the bushes, emptying out the contents of her stomach. Shikamaru followed her steps, even pausing to kneel down next to her.
"Eww.." Chouji said, backing away. Bile rose to his throat when the putrid scent reached his nose. He covered it with a hand.
Asuma and Kurenai kept their distance, echoing Shikamaru's previous question. Ino was quiet, focusing instead on the mindless circles that Shikamaru's hand was drawing over her shoulder blades in an attempt to comfort her. She doubted he even realized what he was doing.
She braced her hands on the ground, trying to slow her breathing down to normal pace. Why? Why does this have to happen to me? The images she had been getting all morning were all disturbing. Several times, she knew she had been looking through someone else's eyes. Ino could feel their thoughts, their emotions, as they reacted to the situation in front of them.
Once she had been Sakura, trying to get past a league of water clones to get to Sasuke and her teacher.
Another time, she had been the teacher. Panic had welled up inside of him when he realized he was captured but it had dulled considerably when he realized that his team was refusing to abandon him. Instead, cold hard fear for his students had arose.
Then she had been Sasuke. Sasuke had stared down at the lake as it turned red from Naruto's blood. He was in shock, but by the time the water turned red underneath his fear, he had been shaking with fury. Ino got a flash of memory, of a shadowy figure standing over the corpses of two people.
Then she had been an old man, trying to convince Sakura not to go and fight. Sakura had shook his arm off, telling him sternly to hide. And then she left.
But what had most disturbed her was when she had felt and seen through Naruto's eyes. Strangely enough, Ino felt more comfortable in Naruto's mind than any other. There was a sort of calmness there that she normally associated with adults. With mature people. And as far as she knew, Naruto was anything but mature.
Even when the huge shuriken went through his stomach, he kept his wits to him. He felt the pain, but pushed it away. After he had fallen under the surface of the murky lake, he had made several hand seals. He spilt into ten different Narutos. All but one sped off into different directions. The one Naruto that didn't move kept sinking, kept bleeding.
A different sort of calmness settled over Naruto's mind, one that made her think that he was accepting death. Then she saw enormous red eyes.
"Ino." Shikamaru prompted her quietly. She sighed, a hand going over her stomach.
"I've just being feeling very sick.. even since the beginning of this practice." she whispered, too low for Asuma and Kurenai to hear. "I just want to go home.."
Well, that explains why she made us stop so many times. And why she was extra bitchy... Shikamaru looked back at the jonins.
"I'm taking Ino home. She's sick." he said in a flat tone, leaving no room for arguments. He let Ino lean against him in her valiant effort to get to her feet. When her trembling became so much that he himself could feel it, Shikamaru slung one of her arms around his neck and lifted her off of her feet.
Both surprised by Shikamaru's chivalry, they mutely nodded.
"Bye Shika, Ino." Chouji said quietly as they left. Asuma elbowed Kurenai, gesturing to their retreating backs.
"You.. you don't think... morning sickness?" he asked. Kurenai stared at him, slowly shaking her head.
"Does the word twelve mean anything to you, baka?" she said, surprised that he'd say such a thing. Asuma shrugged.
"Kids grow up so fast these days, we old people can't keep up with them anymore." he said in defense. Kurenai rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Who are you calling old?"
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Alright, alright." Ino said wearily. "Put me down." Now that she had gathered her wits to her, she could protest quite realistically. She hated being treated like a child, she reasoned to herself. But he wasn't treating her like a child. He was treating her like he always did, a low grumble of annoyance barely audible but worry in his eyes. A friend who acted like she was so much trouble for him but really cared about what happened to her. She almost wished he would be more impersonal. That she would understand coming from him, after all, she was often cruel to him. Shikamaru put her down.
She straightened her clothes, taking the time to try to infuse some confidence back into her movements. "You're.." she trailed off, trying to find the right word for the mystery that was Shikamaru. "You're a masochist."
Shikamaru shrugged. That sounded about right.
They continued walking, ears filled with the buzzing sounds of the square. They headed for the flower shop's general direction, both secretly pleased that the square was quieter than normal. It wasn't tourist season and although it was fun to rip the foreigners off, they lost their appeal really fast.
Ino stopped. Shikamaru frowned, and turned around. "What, you don't want to go home?" he asked, wondering if she had faked it all. If Kiba could burp on command and Ino could cry whenever she wished, he did not think it was impossible that she could force herself to throw up. She slowly shook her head.
"No. I want to go home and sleep the day away but.. I have a feeling that's not where I'm supposed to go." she muttered, playing with the hem of her skirt. Ino sighed, deciding to tell him. "I've.. been having daydreams.. just like that nightmare. And they're making me feel sick to my stomach." Ino hugged herself, suddenly feeling very small and alone in that square. The faintly annoyed look that almost constantly graced Shikamaru's face eased a little.
"Where does the strongest Seer in your family live?" he asked abruptly. Her head snapped up, her eyes displaying her confusion at his seemingly irrelevant question.
"Aunty.. She lives.." she pointed to the west. He nodded grimly, taking a firm hold on her upper arm. Shikamaru dragged her toward the west.
"Hey!" Ino tried to tug her arm out of his grasp. She could not recall a time where he had been more pushy than he was being at that moment. Usually, he was passive and slow to anger. He'd whine and complain but he'd never do anything about it. This was an entirely new side to him that Ino had never seen.
"Don't write it off as a simple dream, Ino." Shikamaru said sharply. "You know better than I that it very well could be something else." She knew he was right. She was angry about that too, and guilty that she had selfishly stored it in the back of her mind because it had upset her. Ino felt like she was betraying Sakura and Sasuke, and Naruto and their weird teacher too, by paying it so little mind. But every time she thought about it, that missing nin's cold brown eyes scared her away. Fear, she knew, was over clouding her judgement. But she still pulled away from Shikamaru, from the possibility that it could be true.
Who knew that a man that she had never met could terrify her so much?
"No.." she whispered.
Shikamaru gave her an exasperated look and turned to leave, the stiffness of his shoulders telling her what he would not say. Fine. Have it your way. I give up. Ino grabbed the back of his shirt, suddenly terrified she was going to be alone.
"I.. it's.." She steeled herself. "I know a shortcut." She cleared her voice, stepping purposely to the north. "One of Aunty's neighbors always lets me cut across her backyard to get to Aunty's. It shaves off a lot of time walking." Shikamaru silently followed.
I don't wanna do this, I don't wanna do this.. she kept chanting in her mind. Her father's sister(younger sister, to many of the villagers' surprise) had endured much mental pain because of her abilities. She remembered her aunt once saying that it was a curse with a veneer shine to it. She had said while it was great to see what was going to happen so one could bend it to their will, some things were written in stone and could not be changed. No matter how much one tried or hoped. That was why her aunt had once taken a kunai to her eyes in a desperate attempt to make them go away. It hadn't worked.
Ino bit her lip. She loved her aunt, but she did not want to be like her aunt. She broke out into a light jog when they reached the more suburban parts of Konoha where houses were in most abundance, only slightly aware of the quickening foot steps behind her.
What would Dad say if I had Aunty's capabilities? What would Mom say? she thought, absently waving to the elderly lady that always let her take her property as a shortcut to her aunt's house. More importantly, what about Sakura, Sasuke, and Naruto? If what I saw was a vision and my sickness was the signal that the vision was coming true, could one or more of them be dead already? She shook the horrible images out of her head. No, I refuse to believe it!
Ino slid to a stop in front of a cheery looking yellow house with a porch swing that swung with the slightest breeze. Shikamaru paused, not quite sure what he was expecting.
A drearier house, maybe. A black cat would have almost been welcome, accessorizing his morbid thoughts quite nicely. Instead, carefully tended for flowers and a rather silly looking garden gnome stared at him. The laughter of children two or three houses down met his ears instead of the creepy music he had been expecting to hear.
Shikamaru sighed. At least there was an oak tree.
Ino crossed the lawn slowly, then stopped again. She whipped around to pierce Shikamaru with a diamond hard stare. He took a step back, wondering what he did wrong now.
"A few things you need to know before you can come inside." Ino said. Laying down the law would help ease her ruffled feathers and give her a moment or two to calm down. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and nodded slowly, as if he wasn't sure what he was getting himself into.
"One, my aunty's name is Yamanaka Maemi. She only likes to be called Mae. Don't ask me, 'cause I don't know why. Two, Aunty's blind. She can see auras and chakra, in a sense, but cannot see as we do. Three, she has a habit of finishing your sentences and knowing what you're about to say before you even say it, so don't you dare start sighing and being an a**." Ino wagged a finger in front of his face. "And last but not least, don't ask her why's she's blind." The blond turned around and walked up to the porch with a confident spring in her step.
"Isn't it because she's old?" Shikamaru had to ask. Ino paused, her hand barely an inch away from the door bell. She bit her lip, shaking her head sadly.
"She's my dad's younger sister. She's only in her mid thirties." she said quietly. All of her worry came back in one fell swoop. But she was so close. An inch away from the truth, a mile away from comfort.
She rang the door bell. A small looking girl in a maid's uniform immediately answered the door.
"Oh, Nyoko-san.." Ino said. The girl, a total of nineteen years backing her, smiled at the blond.
"Hi!" she chirped. "Come on in. Mae-san's expecting you." Ino nodded, walking into the doorway when Nyoko moved aside. Shikamaru followed, feeling awkward when he realized that Nyoko was looking at him. Not a passing glance, but something bordering on a stare. He sighed, shoving his hands in his pockets. He should have just sent Ino on her way, instead of deciding to come with her to make sure she went through with it.
Ino seemed to know where to go, so he shadowed her footsteps. Down a long hallway and a turn to the left led them into a type of sitting room. And he saw what could have only been the infamous Yamanaka Maemi.
"Hiya, Aunty." Ino said in a subdued voice. The older woman looked up from her book. She had the blue eyes and the yellowhair he knew were of the Yamanaka clan, as well as the peach colored skin. Shikamaru could see she had been a very pretty women when she was younger, but the lines of stress, illness, and sadness had been imprinted on her face and in her blank eyes.
Even with a smile, Shikamaru thought she was the saddest thing he had ever seen.
"Hello, my dear. What seems to ail you?" Maemi had a soft, gentle voice, the voice of a mothering person. Ino looked away, her eyes clouding over. Shikamaru stepped forward.
"Why ask. You already know." he said bluntly. Ino elbowed him.
"Shika!" she hissed. Maemi was not of similar mind. In fact, she was amused.
"A Nara, are you? You act just like Shikato." she said, laughing lightly. When Ino saw that her aunt wasn't offended, she put off throttling Shikamaru later. Shikamaru crossed his arms over his chest.
"I would." he said in that same flat tone. "I'm his son." Maemi chuckled a little more.
"Yes, I know." she said. "As to why I ask, rather than to give a straight out answer, as I'm sure you'd prefer, is that I'd like to have a conversation with my niece."
"I.. Aunty.." Ino tried to get the words out, but didn't know how to say them. Maemi smiled once more.
"You'd rather have a straight answer, like your young friend." Maemi didn't need to see the nod to know she was right. "You wish to know if a disturbing and surprising real feeling dream of yours is a vision. You wish to know why when you're trying to concentrate on your ninja training, sudden random flashes of images render you immobile and make you feel sick to your stomach, not always because of what's happening in those images, but the fact that you can do anything about them." Maemi turned her light blue eyes to Shikamaru. Being forewarned, he wasn't confused as to why her eyes didn't meet his, instead, gazed out beyond him.
"And you are worried about her. You know far more about the Yamanaka clan than any other outsider because of my brother's delinquent tendencies. You know what could happen to her if she inherited the Seer bloodline, both from our enemies, and from her herself. You know the kind of value that she'd be worth to the enemy and to our village as a Seer, but also know it would be a difficult trail to take for her to train her powers." Ino could feel herself getting more and more anxious when Maemi revealed Shikamaru's thoughts. He knew all of this and still made me come!
Shikamaru said nothing, no emotion betraying him by appearing on his face. Maemi's voice gentled.
"You didn't want her to come." Ino looked at Shikamaru. He met her eyes. "You knew if she has the blood limit, her life would only be all that much harder. You didn't want that. You wanted her to run around, chase the boy that she's always talking about when you're trying to think, insult you some, in other words, stay as normal as she could be. You wanted her to be happy. You didn't want her to be burdened by such a weight." Finally, his face did betray him. He blushed and looked away from Ino.
"Shika.." she whispered. But Maemi wasn't done.
"But you made her come anyway. Even better than you understood the hardships of the Seers, you understood her. You knew she'd be distracted, held down by what she had seen, even more so by the uncertainty of it. 'Was what I saw real, or not? Am I just stressed out?' And then, you knew, if it truly was a vision, that she'd be so burdened by the guilt, knowing that she knew what was to happen, yet she had written it off as a dream. 'Because of me, so-and-so died. Because of me, someone was hurt.' You knew she wanted the truth, yet was too scared to come. Am I.. correct?"
Shikamaru moistened his suddenly dry mouth. "More than I wished you'd be." He cleared his throat. "All that aside, can you tell us whether or not Ino has the Seer blood, Mae-san?" Ino perked up.
Maemi's gentle smile turned impish. "Nope." The two genins nearly face faulted.
"Aunty.." Ino whined. Shikamaru rolled his eyes. A true Yamanaka, that she is. Maemi laughed, getting off of the chair she was sitting on.
"Come. I have a ninja device that will." With that, the other two followed her out of the room and back up the hallway. Shikamaru felt the slightly uneasy feeling that he was being watched. He looked up at the top of the staircase. Nyoko stood there, leaning over to look over at them. She eeped when she realized he knew that she was watching him and disappeared from his sight.
Shikamaru rolled his eyes. Women.. When Maemi promptly chuckled, he had the disturbing feeling that she could read minds and told her so. It was Ino who cleared his confusion up.
"There's no such thing as a mind reader. Sure, she can skim your surface thoughts if she wanted to, but that's all. A mind cannot be read. It's not just a book you can flip open to a random page and read. It's vastly complex. Thousands of thoughts run through one's mind constantly, some close to the surface, some more deeper and subconscious. Like when you're trying to decide whether or not to show up early for practice so you can get a few more minutes to stretch when you realize that the refrigerator door is open. Still weighing the pros and cons, you go to open it and see some food and realize your hungry. Your subconscious thoughts are more like instincts, like the need to eat or to sleep, but your mind's still thinking. Get what I mean?" Frowning, Shikamaru slowly nodded. It made sense. Sort of. "It's hard to tell what's the surface thoughts and what's not, but the point is, a mind cannot be read."
"Then.. how.."
"Aunty's not reading your mind. She's reading your aura. It apparently uh, fluctuates or like.. um, I don't know how to explain.. Like flares when you're feeling a strong emotion..or.. Aunty?" Ino looked to Maemi for help. They stopped in front of a tightly sealed door. There was no door knob. Maemi hmmed, running a hand over the door. The door slid easily open. Shikamaru knew even a idiot would know that what closed and opened that door had everything to do with magic. Or rather, chakra.
"Think of it like this. When you're sad, your aura turns blue. When you're happy, your aura turns white. When you are filled with hate, your aura turns blackish red." She flipped on the lights and let Ino and Shikamaru in the door. They gazed in awe at the room, or rather, at the floor. There was a huge, complicated seal spell drawn on the ground. "But for me, it's not the colors that tell me whether or not you're happy, it's me feeling what you're feeling. If you feel sad, I feel the heavy weight of that sadness rolling off of you. If you feel angry, the air around you is charged with that fury."
"A-Aunty.." Ino stuttered, "what's all of this?" The room itself was bare, all but a chair in the corner and a huge mirror on the farthest wall. The strange seal, which for a moment reminded Shikamaru oddly of Celtic designs, as his mom used to have a fetish for that type of thing, twisted up and under the mirror.
"It's what I use to make more sense of my visions." Maemi said quietly. "It takes the vision, deletes all the scenes formed from your subconscious mind, opens up your mind, and lets you see what the vision truly is. An image of the future."
"So.. Why-" Shikamaru started.
"Why I'm showing you two this?" Maemi said gently. "It only reacts to a Seer. If Ino sits in the middle-" Maemi pointed to the middle of the seal spell, which was completely bare of any markings,"- and nothing happens, she is not a Seer. But it something does happen.." Maemi didn't need to finish her sentence. They knew what that would mean.
"So!" Ino clapped her hands together, trying to force some cheerfulness in her voice. "All I have to do is sit down, right?" She hurried to the middle of the seal and promptly sat down. "Nothing's happening!"
Maemi chuckled. "I have to activate it first, my dear." she turned to Shikamaru, an apologetic look on her face. "I'm afraid I have to ask you to-"
"-leave. Right?" Shikamaru spun on his heel and walked back out into the hallway. He sat down with his back to the wall. "Tell Ino to hurry up." Maemi blinked, having never been on the receiving end of someone finishing her sentence for her. She laughed, shaking her head.
"You Nara men are so interesting.." she said, closing the door behind her. Ino started to fidget, her eyes locked on her aunt. Maemi moved smoothly, walking to the head of the seal.
"S-so." Ino stuttered, watching her aunt kneel. She wished Shikamaru was still in the room. "How's life?" She mentally kicked herself for asking such a stupid question. Knowing that Ino was merely anxious and not actually interesting in hearing about her life, Maemi ignored her question. Ino tried again.
"You knew I was coming, right? So why can't we just skip this and you tell me whether or not it's real." Ino asked in a last ditch effort. Maemi smiled.
"I only see what images decide to come to me. I saw that you were to come to me and that you were going to bring that charming friend of yours, but that was all. That's the beauty of free will. Things can change, which is why Seers only see the journey, not the destination." The older woman bit her thumb until blood broke past the skin. She smeared it on the ground, her palm pressing into the ground. "You ready?" she asked. Ino bit her lip.
"Y-yeah. Shoot." she muttered. Maemi gathered chakra in her hand, activating the seal with her blood. Ino watched as the seal started to glow. When it reached her, a tingly burning sensation went up and down her arms. What's going on? She felt something clench her mind, like a tiny mouse in an iron grip. Ino flinched, the mental pain almost becoming physical. Slowly, her mind was squeezed tighter. A soft gasp of pain escaped her lips. A-Aunty.. she thought desperately. Then her world turned black.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ino's father jerked out of his reclining chair, spilling some of the contraband sake he had snuck past his wife. I sense Maemi! What is she doing? He dropped the jug and ran out of the house, in the direction of his quiet little sister's. He made it there in record time. Not even bothering to ring the door bell, he came in pushing past Maemi's housekeeper and a bewildered looking Shikamaru. The latter of the two made he pause and turn around to look again. He put the pieces together.
"Oh no.." he walked to the door, about ready to break it down when Maemi came out. She closed the door behind her.
"Where is she!" Ino's father asked, grabbing his sister's shoulders. "Where's Ino!" Maemi looked up, tears brimming in her eyes.
Several decades of pain seemed to fall on her all at once. She had been hoping against hope that Ino wasn't like her. But the seal spell had reacted. "I'm.. so sorry, aniki."
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 3:04 pm
awesome chapter!!!!!!!!!!! but, kinda sad at the end. . .
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 1:26 pm
come on people! hurry up and review! i want lord suhi to post the next chapter!!!!!!
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 11:57 pm
Title: For the Love of My Friends Chapter 22:Dead Man's Lake Rating: Mature
The endless barrage of 'whys' ended when Ino felt the pain in her mind slowly disappear. A calm spread through her. She opened her eyes to see waves of endless blue energy surrounding her, supporting her seemingly weightless body. The energy had no general shape, but Ino could make out shapes in the curves and rolls of it. She was reminded painfully of Shikamaru and his obsession with clouds.
She blinked and the energy began to fade away. In the hazy blue remains of the energy, she could see her surroundings more sharply as it dispersed.
She floated down, surprised to feel solid ground underneath her bare feet. She looked down, seeing dirt, rocks, and a few tuffs of muddy grass. Ino took a couple steps forward, sure that she'd find a weakness in the ground that would signify it as not real.
Really, she did not know what she was thinking. Ino, when she could find no weaknesses, stomped her foot. The ground didn't crumble beneath her. Realizing she must have looked silly, Ino chuckled quietly to herself.
I would like to thank the ground for not crumbling beneath my greatness and my superior artistic brilliance.. she giggled quietly, the stress of the day finally getting to her. Ino knocked her head lightly with her knuckles. Sorry, no one's home.
Her defenses lowered themselves, only to come flying back up when a voice interrupted her monologue.
"You're ignoring your teacher? That's a whole new level of stupidity, even for a blond." Her eyes locked on a familiar looking figure. A figure that gave her nightmares whenever she thought about him. He stood casually, his arm out to the side, the only thing supporting a water prison. A gray haired Konoha jonin crouched slightly in the prison, being tall for it's small space.
The missing nin laughed, seeming genuinely amused. "What a guy.." he murmured. Then louder, he said, "Come at me then!" Almost crying with relief when his eyes weren't focused on her, she looked at the four that he was half glaring, half smirking at.
Her heart almost shattered. No no no.. I can't.. please, not again!
A dark haired youth and a girl with hair the color of the sakura in the spring stood frozen, fighting the fight or flight battle within their own minds. Ino knew them. She knew that they wanted to help out their teacher, but were afraid of their opponent. Tall, strong, and muscular, Zabuza towered above them, both in height and in strength.
The older man that they were protecting hastily took several steps back until he tripped over a root, landing on his rear. He stared with terrified eyes at the menace before them.
Only one of the four was confident. "You got two legs and a heartbeat, what's stopping you!" Naruto yelled, stomping his foot much like Ino had several minutes before. She immediately ran in front of him, memories of her nightmares of the other blond's limp body spurring her forward.
"Naruto! Don't be an idiot! You'll get yourself-" she made a movement to grab his shoulders, only to go right through him. For the second that Naruto and her were one, she could feel not only her presence in his mind, but also another powerful, yet tempered down presence. It made her shiver, even when she collapsed to her hands and knees to the ground.
Am I.. a ghost? she stared at her hands. Now that her full attention was on them, she realized that they were faintly transparent. She remembered her aunt's seal spell.
"It's what I use to make more sense of my visions." Maemi said quietly. "It takes the vision, deletes all the scenes formed from your subconscious mind, opens up your mind, and lets you see what the vision truly is. An image of the future. It only reacts to a Seer. If Ino sits in the middle-" Maemi pointed to the middle of the seal spell, which was completely bare of any markings,"- and nothing happens, she is not a Seer. But if something does happen.."
Something did happen, she realized, a little too late. Feeling despair and pain, she clasped her hands together, hoping that at least one god was sympathetic to her cause.
Please, anyone.. don't make me see this.. please don't let this happen again!
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Naruto paused. He was sure that something was wrong, horribly wrong. And his gut instincts were usually right. He frowned. The fact that he had found Haku's position hadn't cheered him up any, nor the fact that Kakashi had wore Zabuza down faster then he had the last time. No, his spirits were totally shot. Not that he'd allow it to show on his face. It had nothing to do with the Kyuubi. Naruto had loosened the seals on his hand shortly after Sasuke gave him his opinion on self sustaining energies, increasing the rate at which his demonic tenant regained his youki. Naruto could faintly feel him in the back of his mind, but when he tried to contact him, all he got were barks and snarls. Kyuubi needed more youki in order to regain his ability to talk mind to mind with Naruto. Naruto could sense the demon's frustration, but wasn't at all put down by the fact that he had to wait a little longer to talk to his constant companion. He was too happy about the fact that he was even alive.
It had nothing to do with his captured sensei. From his spot on the shore, Naruto could see that Kakashi was already unraveling the coils of chakra of Zabuza's jutsu from the inside out with his sharingan. It was only a matter of time before he was free.
No, it had everything to do with the person behind him. He had expected to see Sakura scared, after all, she was a girl and the force of Zabuza's chakra on her own was foreign and probably frightening. He knew Tazuna was scared, could practically smell it. The bridge builder was a normally passive man. He was merely caught in the cross fire in Gatou's regime.
But what disappointed him.. no, knocked him flat on his a** and made him gasp for air, was Sasuke's reaction.
Naruto wasn't being fair, of course. He remembered a Sasuke who cheered them up during the Chuunin Exam by saying he thought it was going to be pretty fun, even after he was easily beaten by the taijutsu specialist, Rock Lee. A Sasuke who risked his life by getting them through the second exam. A Sasuke who continued to fight even though his emotions would activate a curse seal that would slowly corrupt his mind. A Sasuke who realized that the only way to kill his brother was to gain more power, thus courageously and stupidly threw his body at Orochimaru. A Sasuke who realized that beating his brother wasn't good enough anymore, so sought out his once best friend, pretended to be made that the dobe had defeated his brother before him, and had impaled himself on his friend's rasengan, in his own screwed up way of paying for his sins and apologizing to his friend.
He's just a kid! Only you were dumb enough to run up to an opponent without caring what his skill level was at that age. he scolded himself.
Zabuza pulled him out of his thoughts, answering his last taunt. "Now there's an idea.." Ten Zabuza clones rose up from the lake. The closet one took a menacing step toward the group on the shore. Naruto's eyes darkened slightly when Sakura pulled him back. The clone reached the shore, then started to fall apart. He took a step back.
"Heh, wearing forehead protectors and acting like real ninjas," the clone said coldly, "but you know what? A real ninja is someone who had survived numerous brushes with death."
"Take Tazuna-san and run away! You have no chance of beating him! As long as he holds me in this prison, he can't move. The water clone can't go very far from his real body. Just run away now!" Kakashi paused just long enough to order. Naruto scowled, pulling his arm out of Sakura's grasp.
"Naruto!" Sasuke snapped. "You heard what he said!" Something snapped inside of Naruto. His whole body stiffened. Looking over his shoulder, his eyes met Sasuke's.
"What's wrong.. scaredy cat?" he said in a deadly voice. Sasuke recoiled, hurt but mostly angry and annoyed.
"What did you say.. dobe?" Sasuke said in a similar tone. Naruto turned his back on him. The cold shoulder was not unfamiliar. Before they were placed on the same team, Naruto had completely brushed him off when he saw him. But the situation and what he could sense coming from Naruto was much different than the time before. Before, he had looked sad and tired, like he was piling more burden than he could handle. But now, he was frustrated and annoyed. Sasuke had a feeling it was his fault, although he did not know why.
"Do you both have arched feet?" Naruto asked unexpectedly. Sakura was about to ask why when he cut her off. "'Cause if you do, you can walk on water real easy with just a simple trick. Concentrate chakra only in your heel and the ball of your foot and you can walk without too much trouble. Just try to not use your toes too much." He looked back at them, quietly surveying Sasuke then Sakura. "You know.. just in case."
"You guys should not be referred to as ninjas.." the clone said, drawing Naruto's attention back forward. The clone disappeared, then reappeared right in front of Naruto. Pure reflex had Naruto ducking underneath the kick.
Pushing off against the ground, he slammed his fist into the clone's jaw. It exploded into water.
"Heh.. just a brat." Zabuza muttered. Kakashi looked up. "Lets see how long he lasts.."
Naruto turned back around. "Water clones are just like shadow clones. A hard tap will make them disappear. But water clones can take a little bit more of a beating when around water." He then left his team and Tazuna on the shore, momentarily surprising Zabuza when he didn't sink underneath the water.
Naruto directed his attention to the real Zabuza. "You and I.. we have different meanings of what it takes to be a true ninja." he slid into a taijutsu stance. "I'm not saying you're wrong.. but I like mine a hellva lot better."
Laughing, Zabuza asked, "Then what is your idea of a true ninja then? Coming from a kid who hasn't been in the ninja world long enough to see half of what I've have see."
Naruto had to smile, knowing that he had. "Three basic principles. To be a true ninja, you don't follow any orders that offend your morals. To be a true ninja, you put the lives of your friend over a mission. To be true ninja, you never back down without a fight." he sighed, closing his eyes briefly. "I have lived by these principles. I know a ninja is a tool, but before it's a tool, he or she is human. I know a ninja must kill. Some people must be killed in order to keep the balance between powers. I am not naive enough to believe I can live without killing someone, but I will not kill an innocent. And even though it would be a damn shame if my village was looked down upon if I retreated from a mission because it put my friends lives in compromise, I much rather have their lives than a successful mission. Even if they ended up hating me. Which wouldn't make much a difference anyway.." he whispered the last sentence to himself. Naruto shook himself out of his melancholy moment.
A frown momentarily appeared on Zabuza's face. He's just like Haku.. It's going to be hard to kill him.
"You happen to have one of my friends there." Naruto said. Zabuza regained his smirk, although it seemed a little bit more forced.
"And what are you going to do about that?"
Naruto cracked his knuckles, grinning at the demon of the mist. "I'm gonna kick your a**." He then created several hand seals. "Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!" Four Narutos for every Zabuza clone appeared, running towards their own target. They attacked their own Zabuza clone, making sure that they could not interfere. Seven clones were immediately destroyed, five Narutos and two Zabuzas. Three Narutos ran straight through the middle.
The real Zabuza tensed, ready to use his one available arm to do as much damage as possible. But the three in the middle didn't seem too interested in him.
Two of them stopped, turned and put their hands over each others. The third who had lagged behind suddenly started to sprint. He jumped, landing on their hands, then was thrown into the air.
He twisted and curved in the air, turning east when he reached the highest he could go. He immediately began making hand seals. Naruto took a deep breath of air, feeling heat gather in his chest.
"Katon Karyuu Endan!" A dragon made of the hottest of flame issued from his mouth. It roared and sped off after its target.
That's an impressive technique.. Zabuza felt a vein throb in his forehead. Now what would have been more impressive is if he had aimed it in the right direction. He was mystified and annoyed at Naruto. After making such a powerful speech, the brat should have at least had the decency to be more accurate. He was about to tell Kakashi so when he saw a dark flash in the trees in front of the dragon. His eyes widened, realizing who it was. Haku! That brat figured out where he was hiding! Haku sped off, away from the battle field, a very hungry dragon on his heels.
Sasuke followed the dragon with his eyes, feeling inferior. Now that's what it's supposed to look like.. He reluctantly realized if he wanted to make his technique any better, he'd have to train with Naruto. Still sore about Naruto's 'scaredy cat' comment, he seethed. Dammit..
"I can't just stand here and do nothing.." his mumbling caught Sakura's attention away from the battle. She watched as Sasuke dropped to his knees and started to dig through his sack for something.
Naruto landed gracefully on the water, coughing a little. The attack scorched the inside of his throat. Gah.. gotta work on my control.. But Haku should be able to outrun that. He had suppress his chakra, making a weaker dragon than he normally would. He didn't want Haku to die, after all.
Almost all of his clones were gone, but there were only three water clones left. The remainder of Narutos clones retreated to Naruto's side. There were four Zabuzas and seven Naruto's left on the field. The three water clones jumped in front of the real Zabuza and Kakashi.
The six shadow clones spread out, anticipating more water clones. The real Naruto charged at Zabuza. Just as Naruto had thought, more clones formed out of the water. His clones came to his defense, dropping like flies.
Naruto dodged kicks and punches thrown his way. He couldn't get in enough time to make more clones. Soon he was surrounded, using the best taijutsu he could muster up to defend himself.
"s**t.." he hissed, back flipping out of the way. He felt a clone slid up behind him, but didn't have a hold on the water to push away from him. The clone made a movement to grab him, but dissolved into water when something large and metal sliced through him. Naruto turned surprised eyes to the shore.
Sasuke stood there, in the same position he had thrown the shuriken. He had three more in his hand. They were large, like the type novice genin used, shaped like wind mills. Naruto recognized them, having once changed himself into a similar shape to free Kakashi so long ago. He had to smile. I knew you weren't a chicken s**t, Sasuke..
Sasuke walked out onto the water, discarding his shoes. It was so hard to channel chakra through rubber. His feet sunk in an inch on the first step, but the farther he got in, the easier it became. Channeling chakra to one's foot was difficult, but even more so when channeling it to the entire foot. Naruto's trick accomplished the job so much easier.
He flipped one of the shuriken in his hand, then flicked his wrist, opening it up.
"We are ninjas, whether you like it or not." he said to Zabuza. "We may fear you, but like Naruto said," he raised the shuriken up in front of his face, "there's no way in hell we're going to back down."
He threw the shuriken at him, the four bladed weapon going a little faster than Zabuza would have expected of a genin. He caught it though, chuckling until it died in his throat. There was a shuriken hiding in the first's shadow. Kage Shuriken no Jutsu!
His hands were full, what should he do? Smirking, he jumped. The shuriken fell uselessly into the water with a faint noise.
While Zabuza's attention was focused on someone else, Naruto made quick work of the remaining clones, using more advanced taijutsu than he realized would have been suspicious coming from the 'dead last', hoping against hope that no one had noticed him. Luckily enough, no one did. He moved silently towards Zabuza, who just jumped over the second shuriken and mentally kicked himself. If I had just gone with the original plan, this battle would have already been over! Me and my stupid pride..
Water clones rose up again, and began to attack Sasuke. He defended as best as he could, using up much chakra along the way. Soon, the clones stood between him and the shore, blocking his one way out. His back was to Zabuza.
"You should have listened to your betters, kid.." Zabuza muttered, flipping the shuriken he caught open. Naruto saw his movements. He didn't need to be a psychic to know what was going to happen next.
"Sasuke!" Kakashi yelled, as the shuriken left Zabuza's hand. Sasuke turned around, his eyes widening at the sight of his own weapon flying back at him.
Shunshin no Jutsu! Naruto thought desperately, the seals automatically forming. He disappeared and appeared in the path of the shuriken.
"Naruto, no!" Sasuke yelled, but it was too late. A strangled gasp escaped Naruto's throat. His upper body felt too heavy to lift suddenly. He nearly fell over, just barely able to keep his balance.
Naruto yanked the shuriken out of his stomach, a little bit of blood and muscle coming out with it. Blood trickled down his chin, even as he grinned at Zabuza.
"Told ya.. you eyebrow less freak." he whispered. "I even put my.. precious people's lives.. over my own." Naruto's grip on his chakra faltered and he sunk beneath the surface of the lake.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The jar slipped from her limp fingers, shattering and spraying shards of glass and ingredients to an antidote all over the ground. Hinata paused, her hands shaking. Something was horribly wrong, she just knew it. From the moment she had watched Naruto leaving Konoha to that moment, she had been living in a constant tense state, waiting for the second shoe to drop. Hinata went through the motions of cleaning up her mess, her mind focused on Naruto. She didn't noticed the glass that pricked her fingers and made them bleed.
Oh, Naruto-kun... she thought. Not being able to take it anymore, she abandoned the mess and ran out of her room. Hinata kept running, nearly tripping over a surprised Hanabi on her way out of the house. Even after the man let her out of the gate, she still ran.
Hinata paused at the Hokage monument when the stitch in her side became unbearable, her eyes lingering on the Fourth's frozen face. He had been a source of strength and courage for the village, but she herself could not find strength in image. To her, it looked like the Fourth was looking coldly down at the village. Coldly down at her, although the sculptor probably had meant to capture him in a regal light. But it still seemed like he was glaring at them, and Hinata already had too many people in the flesh glaring at her. She ran again, her destination unknown.
Hinata supposed that was probably why she found so much strength in Naruto. He looked like the Fourth, but he wasn't even close to the stone figure in the mountainside. He cursed, he fought, he screamed. Naruto was so human compared to the Fourth, although she supposed she wasn't being fair to their previous Hokage, the warrior he was. But she did not know him, thus could find no comfort.
Naruto.. he was the opposite of everything that should have been comforting to her. He was flighty, impatient, easily annoyed, and illogical. He often made people angry with him and he loved attention. Even those who were his distant friends found themselves thrown in the chaos that the blond always brewed in his boredom.
Hinata found herself in front of his apartment building, realizing much later that it had been her true destination all along. I knew it.. she thought, walking up the stairs. I knew I shouldn't have let him out of my arms. A thought that made her blush momentarily, an image of a chibi Hinata clinging onto Naruto's legs appearing in her mind's eye. She reached around her neck, pulling out a necklace. It had two items on it. A delicately crafted trinket of silver and white and a rusty house key. They were the opposite of one another, but they were the most precious things to her. Her mother's necklace and her crush's key.
She unlocked the door, remembering the few minutes she had been held by Naruto. Of course, he had just smiled and shaken it off, but it had been one of her most precious memories. Hinata closed the door behind her.
She had been in his apartment a few times before, just to water his plants. But now she was there.. why?
Did she really believe if she closed her eyes and prayed, he'd appear from around the corner? That he'd be surprised, then say hello and ask if she was hungry?
Oh, I'm so pathetic.. Even so, she still got comfort from his home, inanimate though it was and completely void of hugging power. It smelled.. like him. The faint smell of wildness and forest and ramen. Her hands trailed over the wall, tracing over a small crack that looked suspiciously like a kunai hole.
Naruto-kun.. Why do I feel like something horrible has happened to you? She looked out the window.
The only good thing about Naruto's apartment, as cramped as it was, was the view. One window looked straight into another person's apartment, but the other one looked out over the village. Closing her eyes, she could imagine Naruto sitting in front of that window, staring out over the village, a serious look on his normally cheerful face.
Hinata looked, feeling comfort knowing that Naruto had once done the same thing, and gasped. From the window, she could see the Hokage monument. But at the angle the Fourth's head was perched, he no longer looked as cold as Hinata thought he did. The light from the sun softened his features, lessened the tense look he had on his face. The different angle didn't make him smile, rather, it made him look like the Hokage did when he looked over the village children, his children. Not quite a smile, but a warm gaze.
The Fourth was looking over his children.
Hinata clasped her hands together. Please.. she silently begged of the Fourth, seeing strength in him that she did not see before. Please watch over your child, Uzumaki Naruto. Please make sure he returns to us safe.. that he returns to me unharmed.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Limp, Sasuke stared blankly at the water as it slowly stained red. Visions of his family's brutal death flashed through his mind. Cold, hard fury rose up in side of him, a fury that was matched only by his fury over his clan's massacre. In his mind's eye, Naruto grinned at him, taunting him until Sasuke would come outside to learn a jutsu. Naruto stood in front of a hospital window, moonlight making him look inhumanly pale, sharing his pain with Sasuke. Naruto frowning childishly when he tried to figure out which section he should put his 'x' in. Naruto looking blank, but his eyes flaming with anger and disappointment, calling him a scaredy cat.
He had failed once again. Another one of the people closest to him died. And all he did was stand around, acting like a coward.
"You.." he whispered, his voice slowly gaining volume. "You.. ******** b*****d!" Seething, Sasuke met Zabuza's eyes. Red tinted his vision and his dark eyes flashed a similar color twice before blazing red. A comma like mark etched itself into each of his eyes.
"I will kill you.." Sasuke hissed, unaware that he had activated his family's blood limit for the second time. He ran at Zabuza, only slightly aware that the clones' attacks were suddenly clearer and he could dodge them faster.
He didn't care when a cut opened up in his cheek when one of them swiped at him. He didn't care that he was almost out of chakra and it was suicidal to go any farther. He cared about his team mate. He wanted revenge.
Zabuza was just another Itachi.
Kakashi tried again. "What are you doing! Run away!" he yelled. He couldn't stand the thought of losing another student. "This fight was over the moment I was caught! Our duty is to protect Tazuna-san! Did you forget that!"
Sasuke was close, and still coming closer. "Kiss my a**." the Uchiha hissed, pulling out a kunai. "He was my friend!" He bellowed the last word, dodging Zabuza's swipe. The demon of the mist caught Sasuke's leg when he attempted to hit him.
Sasuke twisted, swinging his body upward. He slammed the kunai into Zabuza's right shoulder, unconsciously realizing that the only one who could beat Zabuza was Kakashi himself. Unfortunately, Zabuza didn't drop the prison. He let go of Sasuke's leg and grabbed his neck instead. He squeezed just hard enough to make Sasuke gasp and know he had the strength in one hand to break his neck if he so chose.
"Your brat of a team mate was in the way." Zabuza said, shaking Sasuke slightly. Gritting his teeth, Sasuke and his budding sharingan glared down at him. "It's nothing personal, just business. I'll let you and your pretty girlfriend go if you leave Tazuna and Kakashi to me. Do we have a deal?"
Sasuke spat in his face. "Go ******** yourself." He didn't bother correcting Zabuza about Sakura. Frowning, the mist nin tightened his grip on Sasuke's neck. He could no longer breathe.
Sakura stepped forward, knowing now was the time to stop acting like a wall flower and join in the dance. Tazuna grabbed her shoulder. "Don't! He'll kill you too!" She brought her hand over his, reminding him that she was no ordinary girl with the strength of her fingers. She pryed his hand off of her shoulder, glancing back at him over her shoulder.
Tazuna felt chills run down his spine at that look. He remembered that she was no grandchild of his, nor a kid of the town that he could pass judgment to. She was a shinobi. And it showed in her eyes.
"Please hide, Tazuna-san." Sakura said tonelessly. It hurt, she realized. It hurt so much. I wish.. I wish I could have told you how much I appreciate you Naruto.. This.. this is the very least I can do..
She stepped out on the water, finding easier than Sasuke had to walk. She, after all, had better chakra control than most people her age. Sakura formed seals with her hands, ignoring her teacher's yell to not take another step. She even ignored Sasuke's gasped shout that she should leave. You protected Sasuke, without second thoughts.. I cannot even hope to be half as good as you are.. but I sure as hell can try. I'll make you proud of me, Naruto!
"Bunshin no Jutsu!" Sakura shouted. Four copies of her ran towards Zabuza. Hm.. my hands are full. he couldn't make any water clones to quickly finish her off, and didn't want to let go of either Sasuke or Kakashi. I guess I'll kick her away or something. He wasn't too concerned with Sakura. Generally, female ninjas tended to be weaker in all aspects of ninjas arts, excluding genjutsu and healing. He was busy trying to figure out a way he could kill Sasuke without giving him a chance to attack, nor letting go of Kakashi when he put his foot through Sakura's first bunshin. The weak illusion disappeared. He waved Sasuke through the second clone. He was wondering whether or not Haku was okay by the time he had demolished the third clone, but his attention was drawn back to the battle when the fourth clone wasn't Sakura, but instead a rotten log that had been floating in the lake a few moments ago.
Kawarimi no Jutsu? Sakura appeared in front of him, in the air. She's too close! he realized. He couldn't kick her, or block her attack with Sasuke. Sakura twisted and kicked out, her foot connecting with the kunai that Sasuke had stuck in him before. It slid in deeper, scraping against bone.
Finally he reacted, teeth gnashing together in pain. He cursed at her, dropping Sasuke and reaching for his sword that was strapped to his back. Both hands holding the heavy sword, he swung at Sakura, only to miss when Sasuke tackled her into the water.
They resurfaced, coughing up a mixture of water and blood. Zabuza swung again, forgetting in his pain all about Kakashi.
Kakashi didn't hold his sudden freedom as lightly. He kicked Zabuza's side, feeling satisfaction when he felt one or two of the mist nin's ribs crack. Zabuza regained his footing on the water, barely keeping a grip on his sword. He pulled out the kunai in his shoulder with a wince, turning dark eyes to Kakashi.
"Never underestimate my students." Kakashi said blandly. Sakura and Sasuke climbed back onto of the water, feeling slight stirrings of pride. "Go to Tazuna." This time, they listened. They stayed on the water, but stood very close to the shore, just in case Kakashi needed them.
Well, this went to hell in a hand basket real fast. Zabuza thought, I just have to distract them a little longer, at least until I can make a diversion and escape. He never planned on beating Kakashi in one battle. Where was the fun in that?
He remembered Sasuke's fury at the blond brat's death. If Kakashi was anything like his students..
"Hmph. I never thought ninjas could be so dumb.. especially like that brat." he pretended to muse, eyes careful to watch Kakashi's reaction. "With that attitude, a ninja was bound to come along and put him out of his misery." Kakashi tensed, his eyes turning cold.
"He lived by the principles that should be respected and revered all throughout the ninja community. I will not tolerate you saying anything negative about him." Somehow, he wasn't just talking about Naruto anymore. He made several hands seals, then pointed his right hand down.
What's he doing? was the collective thought of the rest of them. The chirping sounds of many birds met their ears, electrical energy buzzing around Kakashi's hand. He held his wrist steady with his other hand.
"You have no right at all."
A loud screeching roar tore everyone's attention away from the chidori, bringing it instead to the brush where the sound originated. A masked ninja darted out of the bushes and landed on the water. Sasuke recognized the scent of burnt trees, proceeding Naruto's fire dragon.
It's still here? Sasuke thought, in complete surprise. Naruto's kage bunshins disappeared, why didn't the dragon?
The masked boy turned around, creating many ice and water walls that the dragon busted through in an attempt to reach him. Finally, with a tired screech, the dragon fizzed out of existence, barely three inches away from his target. The boy sighed in relief.
"Haku." Zabuza said, secretly pleased that the boy was alright. The boy straightened.
"My apologies, Zabuza-san." Haku said in his quiet voice. He observed the color of the lake and the group going against his mentor. He knew the one who unleashed the attack on him was probably dead. Kakashi looked at the pair of them grimly.
"A partner? He had a partner!" Sakura hissed.
"Who did you think Naruto sent the dragon after?" asked Sasuke in a slightly exasperated voice. In a fell swoop, she realized that Naruto was gone. Truly gone. He wasn't going to pop his head up, grin, and ask her out on a date for the millionth time. He wasn't going to turn to Sasuke after she rejected him and childishly scowl and yell at him, as if Sasuke was the reason she said no. No longer was he going to surprise her with his intellect, then do something incredibly stupid the next second.
"Naruto.." Sakura whispered. "You.. damn fool." Sasuke looked over, feeling slightly guilty. He was so sure that she was just going to wave off Naruto's death. He thought she was shallow, thus would not even feel half of the pain he felt at the death of another one of the people closest to him.
He awkwardly patted her shoulder, not knowing how to comfort her. For him, comfort came in the fact that Naruto's killer was going to die. But Sakura wasn't like him. The only thing he knew that would make her happy was to bring Naruto back.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He knew it was the weight of his clothes and his ninja apparel that weighted him down, but he could not summon up the strength the lift his arm to yank them off. Instead, he kept on sinking until his back hit the sandy bottom of the lake.
Huh, this lake isn't so deep.. he thought, surprisingly calm. He could see the light from the sun through the clouds of red that kept coming from his body. I'm.. bleeding. Naruto was completely detached as he watched the wound in his stomach struggling against the water in attempts to heal. He was unnaturally calm. He laughed mentally at the bizarreness of it. He'd spazz and get all hyped up over normal stuff, but the second his life was in danger, he would be calm.
Maybe he was calm because he knew he could last longer underwater than average humans, even most shinobi because he had learned how to burn off chakra into a substitute for oxygen.
Maybe it was because he was losing too much blood and it was affecting his thought processes.
Either way, Naruto found himself not caring. It was so calm there, at the bottom of the lake. A few fish, here and there, nolarge predatroy onesin sight. He found himself entertained by the play of colors and light ten or twenty feet above him.
In the back of his mind, he knew he should move, get out of the water so he could properly heal himself, but as the minutes ticked past, he found that his body wouldn't respond to his calls.
Am I going to drown? he mused. That really blows.. Snarls and growls appeared unwelcomed in his mind. It appeared the Kyuubi didn't want him to die.
I know. It's a b***h, huh? He forced himself into a crouching position, the water heavy on his weakened body. Then his legs gave out and his knees gently impacted with the sandy bottom.
The snarls turned into one high pitched whine. Naruto flinched instinctively. He had never thought Kyuubi would make such a desperate sound. Youki suddenly spiked within him, giving him a slight adrenaline high. Naruto felt more awake.
The demon struggled to speak. Fool.. of a brat... Get off.. your lazy a**.
And just where the hell have you been! Here I am, bleeding to death... he muttered incoherently to himself. Naruto felt more of his spirit coming back to him. He pulled off his vest, his kunai pouch, and his shuriken holster. The fox's youki spurred his heart into making more blood. Naruto's dizziness started to disappear.
I'm a being of fire. We're in water. Do the math. Kyuubi growled. He opened up his own version of the eight gates, making more and more energy flow through Naruto.Get the hell out of here, kitling. You've friends to save.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Haku appeared next to Kakashi, grabbing the arm that had the chidori, thus beginning a tug of war between the powerful assassination technique. Zabuza turned to the two remaining genins. They glared back, fury, fear, and anticipation all rolled in one. The demon of the mist felt little satisfaction when they still took a step back. His shoulder ached, as did his ego. Two genins had managed to injure him. Genins! Two little brats who thought they knew everything about anything. If they had been as knowledgeable as they thought they were, then they would have known that Naruto was merely an obstacle in his way. Zabuza wasn't trying to rile them up. He was looking after his own interests, which was, for the time being, following that sniveling coward of a man, Gatou, until the b*****d paid up.
Now they were obstacles in his way. Zabuza rather not kill them, as he was many things, but not a person who enjoyed killing little kids. He had warned them to stay out of their way. Hell, even their teacher told them to butt out. Now Zabuza had to kill them.
He briefly shouldered his sword, trying to roll the ache out of his shoulder, then ran at them.
They tensed, raising up arms. He knew that they had no chance against them, his eyes dark with annoyance at what he had to do for money.
Then the fish attacked.
At least, he thought it was the damn fish. Small compared to him, but big compared to normal fish, several dark blurs tackled him, knocking him away from Sakura and Sasuke. They clung to his arms and legs, trying to render him immobile. Three latched themselves to the arm that held the sword.
He realized that they were not fish, as they had legs and arms, and were steadily pushing him away from the shore. They had wild but wet blond hair, torn up black shirts, and bloodied up green shorts. Zabuza, having seem this jutsu before, was shocked.
How did that damn brat survive? He was under for ten minutes!
One last 'fish' rose to the surface of the lake. A vest, a holster, and a pouch hung limply from his left arm.He was bleeding heavily and looked tired, dark circles underneath his blue eyes. Or what had been blue eyes, but was now red.
N..Naruto? Tears rose to Sakura's eyes. Thank kami! She had to restrain herself to keep from hugging him to death. Sasuke had a similar reaction, although he was a little more sour about it.
Idiot probably pretended to die just so he'd look cool. I'll kick his a** next time we spar for making me worry. Immediately, he reworded his thoughts. No, he didn't worry me. He, uh, distracted me. Yeah, I'll kick his a** for distracting me. Damn blond should know to let his superiors fight.
Kakashi lost control of the chidori. It completely disappeared, it's chakra gone, leaving Kakashi feeling completely drained. Damn.. I shouldn't have used the eye so much. He watched Haku warily as the ice wielder walked away.
"I was not ordered to kill you." the boy said simply. Kakashi didn't know whether to feel annoyed or relieved. It was decided for him when he saw that Naruto had resurfaced, looking a little torn up but alive. Relief surged through him, exhaustion on its heels. He really needed somewhere to lie down.
Sasuke frowned, his sharingan telling him something that the others didn't notice. Naruto had two chakras in his body, a red one and a blue one. The red one was less dispersed than the blue one, seeming to travel along something other than Naruto's inner coil system. The red energy was mostly around Naruto's middle, but was slowly spreading out, like Naruto had gotten a boost in chakra.
Sasuke had never seen anyone with more chakra hidden in their body than Naruto.
Naruto stretched, letting Zabuza see his stomach stitching back together. The demon of the mist locked eyes with the demon of the leaf. Naruto cocked his head slightly, his red eyes fading back into a more comforting blue. He took several steps forward, until he was only a few feet away from Zabuza.
The poor mist nin was so shocked that he didn't even think about fighting for his freedom.
That kind of regeneration! he thought, awe struck. Who really is the threat of the four leaf nins? Kakashi or this kid?
Naruto closed his eyes for a moment. Then they opened, his eyes conveying more seriousness than the blond could ever muster in his voice. "You're being used, Zabuza. You're being treated like a tool. And though you may argue that ninjas are tools, the fact of the matter is that missing nins cost too much in the black market." he leaned closer, making sure his voice was low enough so that only Zabuza could hear him. "Do you really think that Gatou, the tight b*****d he is, is really gonna pay you? Do you really think in a month or two, you'll still be alive if you keep on working for him? He'll kill you, or at least hire someone to do it for him. He's not gonna roll out the money you want."
Naruto's eyes darkened. "And although you may act like you could care less about your life expectancy, think about Haku. Stop working for that communist b*****d."
Dammit, he knew the brat was right. But he needed the money. He was just waiting for the perfect opportunity to steal it. And who knew? The son of a b***h might actually go through with his deal.
"Stay out of my business, kid." Zabuza said gruffly, disengaging himself from the clingy Naruto clones. "Haku!" the boy was immediately at the mist nin's side. "We're leaving." Haku nodded silently.
With a blood thirsty grin, the fanged smiled hidden behind the bandages but the unholy gleam in his eyes still quite visible, he said, "We'll meet again, little leaf ninjas. Kirigakure no Jutsu!" It was only a partial blanket of mist and fog that assaulted their senses, dispersing once Zabuza and Haku had disappeared.
With a tired smile, Kakashi walked to the shore. When he caught up to Naruto, he slung an arm over the blond's shoulders. "So.." he said, addressing them all. "How do you think your first experience with a real ninja went?"
"Like s**t." Naruto said flatly. Sasuke had to agree. They all made it to solid ground, the Uchiha pausing just long enough to scoop up his sandals. Tazuna grinned at them.
"That was excellent!" the old man said excitedly. The ninjas merely huffed. It wasn't for entertainment, they had been fighting for their lives.
"Zabuza was just gathering information." Kakashi told his team warily. "That wasn't even a real fight."
"Hell, I knew that." Sakura muttered, picking up her sack from where she had left it.
"Hey hey!" Tazuna said, trying to raise their spirits. "I happen to recognize this lake! We're ten minutes away from my humble adobe! This is Dead Man's Lake." He leaned forward with a grin. "It's infested with alligators."
Sasuke and Sakura immediately looked back. A alligator was on the surface of the lake, sunning itself, proving Tazuna's words to be right.
"Damn Naruto.. You're pretty lucky." Sasuke muttered, curious as to why none of the huge reptiles took a chunk out of Naruto.
"Luck.. is just one of my many skills" Naruto said humorously. He then collapsed into a heap on the ground. Kakashi bent down, checking his pulse.
"He's fine. Just used a little too much chakra." Kakashi yawned, then fell faint on the ground. Sakura's eye twitched as she observed the unconscious forms of her team mate and teacher, secretly envious.
"Oh, hell no.." she muttered, unaware that Sasuke had heard her.
"Oh, hell yes." Sasuke corrected, grabbing one of Kakashi's arms and hauling him up. "You take Naruto."
"And I'll lead you to my home! Plenty of futons! Follow me!" Tazuna said cheerfully. Sighing, Sakura and Sasuke dragged Naruto and Kakashi after him, Tazuna's loud voice the only thing that they could focus on. It had been one hellva day.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 2:32 pm
abnother awesome chapter! it even had some funny parts at the end, too. nice job! cant wait for the next one!
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Posted: Sat May 13, 2006 1:22 pm
why wont anyone else review? gonk
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Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 11:24 pm
Title: For the Love of My Friends Chapter 223: Of Hanyous and Ninja Rules Rating: Mature
Inoshi glared at his sister and one of his best friends' kid. They had unconsciously formed a wall against him, keeping from the door that he had no qualms over destroying, and his daughter who was inside. "That door is very old and very sacred. You will not touch it." Maemi said firmly. "It will not open until the ritual is complete."
"I don't give a flying ********." Inoshi said shortly. "My baby's in there-"
"And she's trying to deal with something that has been bugging her for the last couple of days. Or did that slip past your sake clouded mind?" Shikamaru was being sharper than normal. Inoshi was used to Shikamaru whining about Shikato, Inoshi, and Choumaru's drinking habits, since he often was the one to drag them home, but never had Shikamaru even hinted that his slight drinking problem was interfering with his ability to parent his child.
Inoshi growled, about to tell Shikamaru(who reminded him too much of his father at times) where to shove it, when the door that Maemi and Shikamaru were so diligently protecting opened.
Shikamaru turned around, his eyes focusing on Ino's weary looking face. She, however, smiled. "Naru.. he's okay.. Damn brat has the luck of a hundred men. Sasuke and Sakura.. they were crazy as hell, but they're fine. Even that weird a** teacher of theirs." Her eyes sharpened, and she pulled away from the wall she had been leaning on. "But we really gotta talk to the Hokage."
Ino pushed past them, waving off Inoshi's questions and worries with a simple 'I'm fine.'
"Why?" Nyoko asked, having been shunted to the corner when the big terrifying Yamanaka man stormed in. She didn't pretend to have even half of the knowledge of the ninja community than most and kept her mouth shut about the Yamanaka affairs, but was curious as to why her boss's little niece would feel the need to speak with the Hokage, the most powerful man in the village.
Ino turned slightly, her eyes filled with worry. "Because Team Seven is in way over their heads. They need back up."
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Somebody, shoot me. was Sasuke's stray thought when Tazuna began his lecture on the people of Wave Country and their habits. What had been a ten minute walk seemed to stretch out for a lifetime. The man just wouldn't stop talking! Which was part of the reason why he loathed his fan club so much. The girls (and a few guys, he was surprised to admit) talked endlessly, as if they would stumble upon a topic that he'd find interesting, thus drawing his attention to them for a few seconds longer than another fan member.
It was sickening. Mostly because they could be so cutthroat to one another.
He glanced to his left, where Sakura was silently carrying his blond friend. Now, she wasn't too bad. After the novelty of having the 'Great Uchiha' on her team wore off, she treated him less and less like a godlike creature and more like an actual person. Sure, Sasuke had seen trace amounts of what he had over heard Kiba name 'the fan girl disease', especially around that blond girl that liked to cling on him. Whatever her name was.
Sakura saw him looking, and instead of a blush like he'd expect from one of his fan girls, she said more practically, "Do you want to switch? Despite being a total ramen pig, Naruto's pretty light." Sasuke arched his eyebrow in an unmistakable questioning look. She nodded toward Kakashi. "His arm's dragging."
Sasuke looked down. Huh, so it was. He declined her offer. "Kind of impossible for him not to." he said in defense. "He's twice as tall as I am." She nodded, knowing it was the truth.
Tazuna never noticed their private conversation, too caught up in his lecture. "..Living in poverty and squalor has changed some decent men into absolute animals. The need for food, for shelter, for money has taken up their entire lives, leaving no room for little things we know as morals." Sasuke and Sakura were only half listening. "So, as a result, many gangs and groups of a similar nature thrive in our humble countryside.. such as the Black Dragons, the Water Beasts, The OFH, which was supposed to be an acronym for their code- Obey, Fight, Honor. Got some old samurai guy as a leader, so that's where the honor was supposed to come in, but they became known to us common folks as the Ogres From Hell. Catchy isn't it?"
Before they could make an attempt to pretend that they were listening, Tazuna called out happily, "We're here!" Past a bend in the trees and there was a village. Suddenly acting like he was ten years younger, Tazuna bounded the rest of the way to his house, waving cheerfully to the other people as he passed. Sakura and Sasuke lagged behind.
"Father!" a woman cried out. Tazuna grinned and ran up to her, scooping her up in a hug. The conscious members of Team Seven stopped. Sakura elbowed Sasuke as best as she could while carrying Naruto. She grinned.
"Now doesn't that make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?" Sasuke rolled his eyes, but had to smile.
They were ushered in, Tazuna's daughter, Tsunami fussing over them all, Kakashi and Naruto especially.
Tazuna ambled out of the room to go find a futon for Naruto, at his daughter's order, while Sasuke put Kakashi on the one that they had managed to scrounge up. Kakashi flinched, a sure sign that he was in pain, then fell into a deeper sleep.
Sakura shifted from foot to foot, still hadn't put Naruto down. After the hell the blond had went through, she thought it would be cruel to just drop him on the ground and retreat. But her arms were really starting to ache.
The door slid back open, Tazuna bounding in with a futon rolled underneath his arm. He quickly set it down and gestured for her to release Naruto.
She had taken only one step towards him when a voice ran out, freezing her knees. "What's the point? He's just going to die." Sakura turned around while Sasuke slowly stood, both keeping careful eyes on the boy standing in the doorway. He was small, had the dark hair and pretty features that resembled Tsunami, meaning the boy must some how be related. Dark and empty eyes stared back at them from underneath a white and blue hat. Had the boy smiled, Sakura would have found him adorable. Yet the corners of his mouth stayed pointing downward, giving her the chills instead.
"Inari!" Tazuna scolded. A small flame erupted in Inari's eyes.
"You're all going to die!" the boy shouted, making the mistake of looking at his grandfather and leaving his back wide open to Sakura and any advances she might have decided to take. Inari found himself flat on his face when someone bopped him on the head. Hard.
Sakura hadn't made a move.
"Stupid.. bratty.. bitchy.. brat.." Naruto mumbled sleepily, his fist still raised. He allowed a foxy smile appear on his face.
"Sakura-chan.." he cooed, realizing who was carrying him. "You smell lovely today." She promptly dropped him on his rear. Naruto rubbed the bruised muscle, pouting in mock pain. "Sakura-chaaaaan.." he whined.
Tsunami grabbed his attention with the skill of a single parent, ushering him into the futon. She never noticed her son's sullen exit, too worried about all of the dried blood on Naruto's shorts. Naruto, in turn, distracted her with the skill of a fox, making her fuss over Sasuke, Sakura, and Kakashi instead. They were quite a pair.
Sasuke thought, to himself in the deepest part of his mind where he allowed himself to be weak, that it was nice to have such a motherly character around. Such a person had been gone from his life for so long. He waved off her hands after she bandaged his cheek.
"I'm fine," the boy said gruffly. She patted his head and went to go change Kakashi's cold compress. Sasuke turned accusing eyes toward Naruto, only to find the foxy ninja was already asleep. A small sigh escaped his lips, hinting at his annoyance. The brat was never up when Sasuke needed to vent.
He walked outside, only slightly mindful of the fact that Sakura was following him. Sasuke was exhausted, yet was too alert to allow himself to fall asleep like Naruto did. He had been, for lack of better terms, through an emotional roller coaster, not to mention was suffering from the after effects of his adrenaline boost. As well as a curious drop in his chakra levels. Hm. He'd have to ask Kakashi about that when the jonin was awake.
The beginnings of a headache were forming. I can see why most ninjas prefer to not have emotions during battle.
He had been terrified, sorrowful, furious, happy, amused, and annoyed all in the span of an hour. At that moment, the only thing that he could claim now was numbness, which was a blessing. But it was slowly drifting away, leaving only traces of the emotions he had felt and a growing disgust over the fact that he had lost control in battle and had attacked Zabuza in a blind fury. If it hadn't been for Sakura...
Sasuke stopped rather abruptly, rolling that fraction of a sentence around in his mind. If it hadn't been for Sakura. He turned around, facing her. She paused, somewhat hesitant, then took several steps forward.
"Um.. Sasuke-kun," Sakura got a hold on his arm rather gently, "I think you should get some rest." She started to pull him back towards the house, slightly surprised that he didn't resist. Sasuke stared at the back of her head, trying to summon up the words he wanted to say.
He wanted to thank her. Thank her for throwing her life on the line to protect them. Thank her for every time she asked him if he was alright, just to get blown off with a cold sneer on his end. Thank her for every time that when that happened, she didn't decide that he was unworthy of her attentions and abandon him. Funny how such irrelevant things(at least in his opinion) became so clear to him. That's what happens when you have a near death experience, he supposed.
But the words wouldn't come. They were lodged deep inside his throat, blocked by his pride and his knowledge that one day, he'd have to leave the village of his birth to seek the power that would defeat his brother, as he was reluctant to go down the same path as him and kill a friend to gain the ultimate sharingan.
So instead, when her hand drifted down absently to his hand, he didn't knock it away. He threaded his fingers through hers, pretending not to notice when she glanced back, her eyes filled with a mixture of hope and suspicion.
This is the only way I can show my appreciation. This is the only way I dare to. I want you to hate me, so when I leave, you aren't in pain. But I can't stand the thought of you hating me. His fingers tightened slightly around her hand. I'm pathetic, aren't I?
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning, while Ino and Shikamaru were walking purposely down to the Hokage's office, Inoshi trailing behind, Sakura was gently prodded awake. She looked into dark eyes blearily. The owner of those eyes quirked a smile at the expression on her face. "Ten minutes. Meeting. Outside." Sasuke said simply. Sakura nodded, still not awake yet. The Uchiha walked out of the room, about to go wake Tazuna for his impromptu meeting.
She ran a brush through her hair, tripped over Naruto in search for her shoes(who just rolled over and went back to sleep, the lucky b*****d), and barely managed to get out of the room because the sheets on her futon started to cling to her legs in a desperate attempt to make her go back to sleep.
Slave driver. the harsher version of her hissed. A girl needs her beauty sleep! Sakura absently nodded at Inner Sakura's words. She went through the kitchen, grabbed a couple of rice balls, then went outside with four minutes to spare.
Sasuke was already there, burning a trail into the ground with his endless pacing. He looked up.
"Finally." he said, a bit of annoyance trickling in. Sakura scowled.
"Hey! I'll have you know that six minutes is record time for a girl to get ready!" she snapped. When Sasuke looked mildly surprised by her outburst, she clamped a hand over her mouth. Gah! I just yelled at Sasuke-kun!
"Sorry." her apology was muffled by her hand. "I'm not a morning person." Sasuke smirked in that way of his, making Sakura feel like she had not annoyed or angered him, rather, she had amused him. Sasuke was a strange guy.
"I noticed." he said. Tazuna came out then, a cup of coffee in one hand, a large rolled up piece of paper in the other. He smiled, having pulled himself out of the morning haze five cups of coffee ago. He took another sip of the coffee, then crouched down, unrolling the paper. Sasuke kneeled down to look at it. After a moment of hesitation, Sakura joined him.
"Here's the map you asked for." the bridge builder said, looking at Sasuke. "S'not a topography map, but it'll do, right?" Sasuke nodded, then turned his gaze to Sakura.
"Both Kakashi and Naruto are.. well.. not of the best health right now and need rest. We-" he gestured to them and Tazuna, "are the only ones that can actually do something. Since Kakashi isn't here, I elect myself as temporary leader. Does anyone object?" Sakura and Tazuna shook their heads mutely. Sasuke nodded slightly to himself, getting up on his feet.
Tazuna felt ridiculous. Here he was, twice the height and size of the boy in front of him, sitting cross legged like some kindergartner. But in these kids' hands was his survival. So for the time being, he kept his mouth shut and drank his coffee.
"Tazuna has done all he can," Sasuke said, gesturing toward the map Sakura was looking over, "but now it's our turn. What's the first thing a ninja must do when he's in unfamiliar territory?"
"Ninja rule 34: When in enemy territory, familiarize yourself with it so you may use it to your advantage." Sakura rattled off absently, tracing a finger down the path they had taken to get to Tazuna's village. Sasuke nodded, turning to Tazuna.
"We're going to scout around. Is there anything about the land or the animals that you want to tell us to watch out for?" Sasuke asked, bowing down to Tazuna's superior knowledge of their surroundings. The older man nodded, putting his cup down. He pointed to the map.
"As you can see, our village isn't too big. It extends from the bridge out to the beginnings of this mini forest. Past that and even intersecting with, there's some swamps to the west, which was probably where the alligators in Dead Man's Lake came from, some nasty snakes in there, so steer clear.." he cleared his throat, trying to think of anything else. "Uh, there's a huge rift to the north of us, looks like just a little crack, maybe five feet across but hundreds of feet down. We do have poison ivy, but it's less poisonous than the ivy you lot have in Konoha, so I've heard. Rumors of huge frogs in the more swampy of areas, never seen one myself. And watch out for people. Some are not as happy as we are to have you guys here. Other than that.. not really."
Sasuke and Sakura nodded seriously. "Okay, thank you Tazuna-san." Sakura said.
"We'll be back by dinnertime." Sasuke added. "We'll see you then.In the meantime, stay away from the bridge. You can continue working tomorrow." Tazuna slowly got to his feet.
"And what about Naruto?" he asked. Sasuke looked down, remembering the pain Naruto went through. Sakura took one look at his shadowed eyes, then answered.
"Let him sleep."
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Naruto stumbled into the kitchen several hours later, scaring Tsunami for a moment. He smiled at her reassuringly, sitting himself down at the table. Now calm, Tsunami said, "Would you like anything to eat?" He looked around at their meager home, then shook his head. She caught his look over.
"No, really." she sat in front of him, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. They shook. "You and your team.. you're all doing something very kind. We didn't even pay you, yet you are here, trying to help us to fight against Gatou." Inari paused just outside of the kitchen, listening to his mother's tearful voice.
Naruto watched, panicking when she bowed and started to cry. He was never good with crying women. "Please! Anything you want to eat, I'll make it." When Tsunami started to sob, Naruto finally relented.
"Alright! Alright!" he said, jumping out of his chair to pat her back. "Just stop crying. You're too pretty to cry." Tsunami smiled and hiccupped. Naruto frowned, appearing to think hard about what he wanted for breakfast.
"I want.." he said quietly. She wiped away her tears.
"You want..?" she echoed. He gave her a completely serious look.
"I want ramen." Naruto said in a flat tone. Tsunami choked, completely surprised. Out of all the things she'd expect a kid to want, he wanted ramen? Ramen! Naruto saw the disbelieving look on her face and rushed to explain.
"Ramen's the best! The things that I love and hate most about the world has to do with ramen. I hate the three minutes it takes for it to cook. My favorite ramen is miso ramen although chicken ramen has kinda interesting flavor. Beef ramen tastes stale most of the time, but that's 'cause the ramen people don't make it right. But in Konoha, there's this stand, you see, called Ichiraku Ramen. They make the best ramen there! I know the owners pretty well, there's an old man and his daughter, sometimes an older woman too. If you ever go there, you have to eat at the old man's place. And if you do-" his rant was cut off by Tsunami's low melodious laughter. He rubbed the back of his head, confused. Inari rolled his eyes and went back up to his room.
"I'll make you your ramen.." she said softly, patting his head.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Naruto left after eating and finding out that Sasuke and Sakura went out to scout around. Feeling lonely, he decided to talk to Kyuubi. After much prodding, he found out more about the seal on his hand and what it did and could do. It had been a more instinctive reaction when he released one of the points on the seal, which after figuring out which each point did, decided to make things easier by just calling each point a seal.
Each seal, or point, locked up and hid a portion of his power. By activating one or more of the seals with some chakra, he could open it, close it, or completely destroy it. Seeing no point in destroying it, he practiced opening and closing the first three seals.
Hmm.. How many would I need to open in order to do a powerful jutsu? he asked. Kyuubi answered.
You can do many powerful jutsus with the energy you already have. But if you, say, used four rasengans, that fire dragon thing five times, made a hundred kage bunshins, and your Harem no Jutsu times a thousand, you better open that first seal or you'll pass out. he said. You underestimate yourself.
How about.. summoning? I needed your chakra to do that, remember? Naruto was dancing around the topic he had been curious about to begin with. He could still do all of the things he could before, only with fatigue catching up to him faster. But Kyuubi's chakra was already working on that, sculpting and shaping his body so he could get back to his regular form. But could he still summon? He knew he would need the frog boss sometime in the future.
Only small traces of my youki is captured in that seal, only the bits that have melded with your own and the youki we used to create the seal in the first place. My doubled youki is captured by the seal that the blond brat put on us. You have plenty of chakra, you don't even need me. Just the first seal needs to be undone, if you plan to summon that arrogant frog lord.
Damn. He had seen right through Naruto's questions.
Remember what the pervert said. Kyuubi warned, pulling up a memory of the training Naruto got from the frog hermit before the Chuunin Final Exam.
"Summoning?" Naruto had asked with a confused look on his face.
"Yeah! You sign a contract in blood with various life forms and call them forth with ninjutsu when needed. It's one type of space-time ninjutsu." Jiraiya had said enthusiastically.
There was silence on Naruto's end.
Key words: Sign. Contract. Kyuubi said flatly.
Eh? Naruto said, a bit confused. What did a memory have to do with whether or not he could summon?
In order to summon, you had to sign a contract. You haven't signed any contracts.
Yes I did! Oh. Oh..OH! Kyuubi rolled his eyes.
I'm getting sick and tired of people telling me what I can and cannot do! Naruto raged when he realized what Kyuubi was talking about. Dammit, I do my own thing and everyone else can go ******** off!
I'm not saying that you shouldn't do it! Kyuubi protested. I'm saying you can't!
I know! But what do you know about what I can and can't do anyway? You're used to a demon body! Naruto snapped.
If your argument had was true, then I'd be pushing you, brat! Demon bodies can take a lot more than a weak human body can!
I'm not human anymore Kyuubi! Naruto shouted. There was a pause on Kyuubi's end. Then he spoke, his voice a lot quieter.
I know. You're not human, nor are you a demon. If anything, you're a hanyou, a mix between the two, though you don't smell like the offspring of a human and a demon. Naruto sighed. He had been hoping Kyuubi would tell him it wasn't true. He had noticed things, things about him that weren't human like things. His regeneration, for one. His stamina, his teeth(canines were a little longer than most, but smaller than Kiba's.), the way his eyes sometimes became slitted without even turning red when he was relying on his instincts. So many things that were just plain.. weird, even in the ninja world. But he knew one thing for sure.
It hadn't been any mixing of chakra that made him into what he was. The second Kyuubi was tagged on his body, he became a hanyou.
Sorry. Kyuubi said gruffly.
Nah, I would have probably gotten myself killed without you. Naruto said, inserting a little bit of fake cheer in his voice. Then he dropped the act, his voice lowering and becoming serious. But you do realize I'm still gonna try it, right?
There was a brief burst of youki in the back of his mind, Kyuubi's way of nodding. Just.. don't kill yourself.
Naruto made an agreeing noise in the back of his throat. Hoo boy.. Hope I can keep that promise. He opened the first seal on his hand tentatively, watching the red writing on the first point turn blue. A little light headed from the rush he got from the chakra, he performed the hand seals: Boar, dog, bird, monkey, sheep. He bit his thumb hard so it wouldn't heal as fast, then slammed his palm onto the ground.
"Kuchiyose no Jutsu!" he shouted. Something happened to the ground beneath him, but he was too busy being hurled into the air from massive winds and chakra combined to look at it. Naruto landed a few yards away on his back, before doing a back summersault, rolling over to his stomach, his face in the grass.
"Oof.. That hurt.." he mumbled. He waited for an 'I told you so!' from Kyuubi.
I stand corrected. Kyuubi said stiffly. I had originally thought you were the most interesting human I had ever had the displeasure of meeting, despite your questionable place between races. But now I know that you are the most interesting being that I have ever met.
Huh? Naruto asked in his normal one syllable way when talking to the Kyuubi. The demon was suddenly less stiff and more amused.
You really don't follow any sorta logic, do you? Space, time? ********, gravity? Doesn't mean s**t to you, huh? 'Cause you're Uzumaki Naruto. The Kyuubi must of sensed his confusion. Turn around, you walking paradox.
Naruto got to his knees and turned around, his eyes widening at the site. "There's got to be a good explanation for this, not just for me.. but for him too!" he whispered. For what he saw was Gamabunta's massive body, many trees crushed beneath his weight. The frog king's back was to Naruto.
There was a loud booming voice. "Who the hell summoned me! Jiraiya, you perverted b*****d, show yourself!"
Naruto hit himself on the head with his palm. His last introduction with the summon hadn't gone so well. How was he supposed to explain to Gamabunta that he was summoned on a whim, and not just that, but he was summoned without any usuage of contracts?
"I'm so screwed," he groaned.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sakura would realize later, tied to a chair and gagged, that maybe reading while one was supposed to be on the look out for enemies wasn't the smartest thing to do. But the woods were peaceful, nothing had happened so far, and she was bored. She decided to multitask, and pulled out a scroll. Several weeks ago, back in Konoha, she had borrowed a large scroll from the library. It was a rather complicated scroll on medical jutsus, a subject that Naruto had gotten her interested in when he had taught her one so long ago, in that classroom. It contained simple jutsus, only genin and chuunin level, from diagnostic jutsus to simple ones for healing cuts, much like the one that Naruto showed her. However, it was hard to read, so when everyone else was asleep, she took out the scroll and started writing notes.
She looked over them then, deeply involved in the rather complicated aspects of a diagnostic jutsu for detecting poisons. Sakura didn't notice the wire she stepped on, but several people noticed her.
They followed her, less agile than a ninja and not as silent, but very familiar with the land.
Sakura paused, her attention drifting away from her notes, a sixth sense urgently whispering to her that she wasn't alone. She looked back, sure that she'd see someone following her. Then that someone surprised her by jumping out of the bushes and clamping her arms at her sides. She immediately dropped her scroll when she was hoisted into the air.
Panic filled her mind when she realized her stalker was larger and stronger than her, but quickly retreated when she realized that it wasn't Zabuza. It was some burly man with more scars on his face than most ninjas had on his entire body. There wasn't an absence of fear, just more calm than she'd feel if it had been Zabuza instead.
Sakura kept twisted and struggling in his grip, even more so when she saw more men come from out of nowhere. She got one arm free and immediately slammed her elbow into her captor's face. The result was instantaneous. He grunted and dropped her, covering his nose with his hands, trying to stem the flow of blood. Sakura landed in a slight crouch, turned and swept his feet out from under him with her leg.
His comrades formed a circle around her, some shouting 'you're gonna get it now brat!' Realizing her need for a quick retreat, she darted at the smallest man, her foot colliding with his chest. He fell back, leaving a gap in the circle that she took advantage of. She disappeared into the brush, much to the men's annoyance.
Ninja Rule 84: One of two things must happen if a ninja suspects he or she is going to be captured. she thought, a good distance away from the men who ambushed her. The woods were alive, it seemed, no doubt with other members of the mob she had seen. One must either kill themselves to keep the secrets of their village secret, or one must hide the fact that they are a ninja.
She spied a small crater in the earth, probably from a moved rock. Sakura moved toward it, digging into the soft dirt. She pulled off all of her ninja accessories, dumping them into the hole. She took off her head protector last, her bangs falling over her forehead. Putting the last accessory down slowly and gently on the pile of items, she stared at her reflection in the metal surface.
I'll get free. she promised herself. I have to tell Naruto that I really do respect him as a ninja.. and as a friend. Hearing the shouts of her soon to be captors, she quickly shifted the dirt back over it, stood, and ran toward the voices, wanting them to keep away from her things.
Twenty men stood around, trying to find a trail in the ground that would hint at her route. They wouldn't find it. She had gone from tree branch to tree branch. She dropped to the ground and hid herself behind a tree trunk. Frowning when she realized that she had lost her way, she saw the value of the grungy looking men. They could help her find her way back to Tazuna's village. Unwittingly, of course.
Sakura knew she could probably keep them running around for a few hours, but she was lost and knew whose territory she was on. Now or later, she'd get caught. She'd prefer to get caught now with them in a good mood, than later with them in a bad mood. It wouldn't do if she got them so riled up that they'd kill her right off the bat.
She was guessing(more like hoping and praying with the zeal of a devote religious person) that they would prefer to sell her for profit instead of their own.. uses. Oh please don't let me be wrong.. Sakura wanted to stay a virgin until she was married. How do I get myself in to these types of situations! She shuddered.
I find out where I am, then I'll go back. she took a deep shuddering breath. Here we go.
Sakura walked from out behind the trunk, pretending that she hadn't seen them. Turning, she let out a feminine shriek, grabbing their attention. They ran towards her, and she fought them off, just not as hard as she had before. A blow to the back of her head made her crumble and loose consciousness.
"But.. I coulda sworn-"
"She ain't a ninja, you were just seeing things. She's normal.. and kinda pretty. She'd make good money if we sell her as a slave. Feisty though.."
Several minutes later, a masked ninja walked by and saw a half opened scroll lying on the ground. He paused, picking it up. Guessing that the writing was female, with all of its loops and curves, he slid it into his robes and began walking again.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When Sakura came to, she was tied up tight to a chair and pissed off. They only gagged her when she tried to take a bite out of one of them. For once letting go off her darker side, she cursed at them fiercely through the thick cloth. The room that she was in was empty and smelly. Her back was to the door. Mold and moss grew in the corners while water damage made the walls look like a strange mix of light gray and dark. She immediately sneezed.
Dust and pollen, oh my. she thought sarcastically. I'm either gonna die here or catch a cold.
They left her alone for awhile, time she used untying the knots of the rope that kept her to the chair. A rusty nail on the hard wooden chair was delaying her escape though, grabbing on to the rope as if it was its last lifeline.
When Sakura heard the door open behind her, she craned her head back as far as it would go, glaring at the man who entered. They all looked the same to her, raggedy clothes, thin and sickly looking. She very faintly remembered Tazuna saying that poverty made monsters out of men.
This one held himself differently. Sakura knew just by reading his body language that he held more power than the lackeys that she had fought. But not any smarter. She very nearly started to laugh at his incompetence when he failed to notice the loosened rope.
"If I take off your gag, will you promise not to bite?" he asked in a slightly scratchy voice.
Sakura cocked her head, a wry grin forming underneath her gag. Sick, are you? Serves you right. She nodded, thinking she might get a disease if she bit the one in front of her.
He took it out of her mouth. "So you bit one of the men, broke another's nose, and kicked the crap out of the rest. Are you a ninja?"
Sakura scowled at him. "There's no ninjas in Wave Country." she said sourly. He nodded, chuckling a little.
"That's right. Who taught you how to fight?" She took a breath, knowing that she now had to lie straight out. She was horrible at lying.
"My brother and his friend."
"What's their names?"
"Naruto and Sasuke." Naruto was more of a sibling like person to her than Sasuke was. It wasn't a total lie. That's the only thing that kept her from turning red and letting him know he was being lied to.
"You're not a Wave Country native. I can tell from your accent. Where are you from?" he asked. Sakura blinked. I have an accent? She then mentally smacked herself in the head. Of course! The Wave Country men and women have a bit of a drawl and I don't. It must sound really different to him.
"Fire Country." He scowled. Again with the lack of specifics. She was really irritating him.
"Why are you here?"
"Visiting an uncle."
"His name?"
"Tazuna."
"Why aren't you telling me everything?" Sakura's eyes darkened.
"Maybe you're not asking the right questions." she said in a cool tone.
"Maybe you're being evasive." he countered.
"Maybe you're being overbearing."
"Maybe you're the captive and I'm the captor." he said proudly. Ha! Beat that!
She leaned forward. "Maybe the reason why you're asking so many damn questions is 'cause you're afraid of me." Sakura pretended to lunge forward, snapping her teeth together. The man jumped back and she started to snicker.
"Why you.." he said, advancing on her, a fist raised. The door opened. Another man peered in awkwardly.
"Uh.. that business agreement that the boss wanted to handle... It's here." the man tried to be as vague as possible, seeing an outsider in the room. The man interrogating Sakura waved a hand impatiently.
"Let 'em in here. Let 'em see how we run things around here." he chuckled.The second man shrugged and stepped out of the doorway.
A familiar masked boy walked in. Sakura stiffened, her head turned toward him. Haku paused for a brief moment, recognizing her too.
"You're from Gatou?" the man rasped. Haku nodded. Sakura felt his gaze on her even though his face was pointed toward the man. She wondered if he was going to say anything, but was vaguely disappointed when he continued his conversation with the man as if she wasn't even there. Haku had just turned to leave when Sakura realized that something had hit the chair she was sitting on.
The man exited, probably to go boast about his negotiation skills(although, in her opinion, Haku totally worked him.) and she was once again left alone, too terrified to look down, fearing there'd be a kunai or something of the sort sticking out of her leg.
The curiosity was too much. Sakura looked down to see a senbon sticking in one of the front legs of the chair. It had cut through the last of the rope. She was free. Sakura stared at the senbon, in shock. Then in a flash, she stood up quickly, pulling the senbon out of the wood absently, and used it to pick the lock. It clicked and the door popped open, music to her ears.
The lot of them were incredibly lazy and lax about security. She found a score of men lounging out in the hallway, all deep in a drunken slumber. She pilfered a map off of one of them, then jumped out the open window.
Glancing only once over her shoulder, she saw her temporary prison had been a simple hut. Damn.. I'm gonna be the laughingstock of Konoha. she thought miserably. Caught by a bunch of normal people! Gah.. I'll never hear the end of it. What if Sasuke finds out! I was supposed to return half an hour ago!
When Sakura was far enough away, she opened the map. It was much like Tazuna's, only difference was that some sections of the maps were colored differently. Territories maybe? It was simple for her to figure out where she was and the quickest way to get back to her team.
Then she felt Haku's chakra. She looked at the senbon that still rested in her curled hand, then at the direction she'd have to take to get back. Then towards Haku. She bit her lip.
"Damn.." she whispered, going after Haku. "I have a reason. I have to." She glanced back down at weapon in her hand.
Sakura wondered if what she was doing was another of her not so smart ideas but the need to hand Haku back his senbon was overwhelming. It was of course aided by the fact that she was very much interested in the boy. He had spared Kakashi and saved her. Yet he was a bad guy. Wasn't he?
She slowed, seeing a stationary Haku through the trees. He sensed her probably even before she had caught up to him, being the genius ninja he was. Probably even waited for her, but kept up the illusion that he was looking out toward the horizon, which was reddening as the day went on.
"Hey," Sakura said, silently letting him know that he could acknowledge her presence. He didn't turn, and for a moment, she thought he was going to ignore her when he spoke.
"You should be gone." Haku said quietly, so quietly that his voice was almost carried away by the wind. Sakura wondered how someone who seemed so fragile could be a ninja.
"I know." she said, biting her lip.
"We are not allies."
"I know." she said again. Haku frowned behind his mask, cocking his head slightly.
"Why are you here?"
"To thank you.. and to give this back." She offered the senbon and bowed at the same time. Haku turned, a little amused at strange position that Sakura was in. He grasped her wrist instead of the senbon, reaching into the folds of his robes. His hands were cold.
She stopped bowing and started to panic. Did she violate some sort of bubble law and she was going to loose her hand because of it? Haku waved away those nonsense notions when he revealed what he was searching for was not a knife, rather, a scroll that looked familiar.
"I believe you dropped this?" Haku asked, flipping the thin scroll between his fingers. Sakura nodded mutely and reached for it with her other hand. Haku released his grip on her wrist and retrieved his senbon as Sakura retrieved her scroll.
"An eye for an eye.." the boy murmured, walking away.
Sakura hugged the scroll to her chest, staring at his retreating from. "W-wait!" she called, running after him. He stopped and turned around.
"Why?" realizing she was being vague when Haku cocked his head to the side, she rushed to add, "Why did you save me?"
Haku shifted from one foot to the other, an oddly nervous gesture. His hand came up in front of his mask. Griping the edges, he pulled it off.
Sakura stared into warm brown eyes. A faint smile appeared on Haku's face, making him appear younger than he actually was.
How can someone work with a guy like Zabuza.. yet have such innocent and kind eyes? Sakura asked herself.
"Because.. I was not ordered to kill you." With that, he slipped back on the mask and walked away.
Sakura stared after him. "Because.. he wasn't ordered to kill me." she echoed quietly.
"I know a ninja is a tool, but before its a tool, he or she is human." Naruto's previous words whispered in her head. "I know a ninja must kill. Some people must be killed in order to keep the balance between powers. I am not naive enough to believe I can live life without killing someone."
Ninjas are tools. she thought. Mere playthings in the wrong hands. I'm a tool. That boy is a tool. But he's in the wrong hands. He must know that.. but what keeps him in those hands? What thing, what emotion allows him to be used by Zabuza without any regrets?
Sakura came into a risky situation with many questions and had emerged with them answered, but had formed more questions. Some things cannot be rushed. she thought, turning around and walking back to the area where she had buried her stuff. I will find out later why he is the way he is. But for now, I want to be with my precious people.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 2:16 pm
that was awesome!!!!! i loved it! heart cant wait for the next chapter!
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 4:43 am
hey guys! sorry i havnt posted in a while... been busy!
wow! your story is getting to be so great! i love the sasukeXsakura moments!! keep up the good work cha?
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:12 pm
Title: For the Love of My Friends Chapter 24: Of Frogs and Protectiveness Rating: Mature
Tazuna couldn't keep still. He was a working man, dammit! He could not be happy unless he was making something with his hands. Even with boredom and sorrowful sighs coming out of him every time he looked in the direction of his masterpiece, the half completed bridge, he valiantly resisted doing anything that might isolate him and make him an easy target. But when the wooden watch tower collapsed(really the only thing that protected their small village. It was sixty-some years old), he just couldn't help himself.
Within three hours, he had a crew of men chop down some trees and had a new and even sturdier watchtower in place of the old one.
He grinned proudly, just looking at it. One of the men who helped him lightly punched his arm in a friendly way.
"Hey! Why don't you be the first one to go on top of it? It'll be like.. special, you know?" The others egged him on, cheering when Tazuna relented and started to climb up the latter. One of them hastily slung a pair of binoculars around his neck, telling him to leave it up there for the watchman who wanted to go back to his post. Twenty, thirty feet up in the air, he reached the small landing.
He made sure every nail was put in the perfect spot, that the flag was in the correct position. He looked straight down and waved at the workers who waved back.
Then he made the mistake of looking out to the woods. Quite a ways away, something huge was in the woods. A building? he thought with naive innocence. Tazuna grabbed the binoculars from around his neck and looked out at the blur.
He focused close on the building, making out some symbols on the oddly colored object. Then it moved. Slack jawed, Tazuna watched as the object soon had more familiar features. If anything, he'd say it was a frog. A huge one. He remembered his words to Sakura and Sasuke just before they left.
"We do have poison ivy, but it's less poisonous than the ivy you lot have in Konoha, so I've heard. Rumors of huge frogs in the more swampy of areas, never seen one myself."
He had been jesting, only faintly remembering stories his grandfather used to tell him about gigantic frogs and the warriors who used to ride them. Feeling faint, he dropped the binoculars down, then very quickly climbed down the latter. He didn't think of telling the others, some how knowing that they would not believe him.
He waved off the questions and concerns, making his way back to his house. Tazuna only grunted when his daughter asked if there was something wrong, grabbed some aspirin, and went to bed.
Damn.. Now I know I'm gonna die. he thought grimly. 'Cause I've seen damn near everything!
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Naruto coughed once. Twice. Three times, trying to get the frog's attention. Gamabunta did not respond, nor did he turn around, not hearing Naruto. The blond's temper flared. "Hey dumb a**! Turn around!" he bellowed, at a surprisingly loud volume for someone who had such small lungs. Finally, the massive frog craned his neck around, almost cross eyed as he looked down his nose at Naruto's small form.
Naruto gulped. "Uh.. hi." he squeaked. Clearing out his throat, he tried again. "Hello. My name is-" Gamabunta's tongue shot out suddenly, wrapping around Naruto's waist. Hoisted into the air, Naruto barely had enough time to yell before he found himself sitting on Gamabunta's nose. In his shock, he barely realized that the frog boss was yelling at him. When he finally heard, he almost became deaf.
"You foolish punk! Are you really as dumb as you act! I sure as hell hope not or your world is in a lot of trouble!" Gamabunta yelled. Naruto yelled back, his hands covering his ears.
"Tone it the ******** down before you make me deaf!" Breathing heavily, Gamabunta surprising took Naruto's advice. He spoke again, much quieter and each word carefully pronounced.
"If that damn fool of a demon had anything to do with the s**t you pulled.." he hissed in a deadly tone.
"Huh? Whaddya mean by that?" Naruto asked. Gamabunta's temper flared.
"The kinjutsu, you damn fool!" Naruto jumped to his feet, pure shock written across his face. Someone knew about the jump in time he had made what seemed like so long ago? How was that possible? He had slipped a few times, but he was pretty sure no one knew about his travel.
"Wait! How the hell do you know about that!" Naruto shouted, pointing an accusing finger at the frog boss. "I never ******** told anyone about that!" Gamabunta gave him a shocked and bemused look.
"You mean to tell me.." the summon said with a shaky voice, "A-after all these years using me and my kin.. you never understood the difference between us and humans?" Naruto's hand drifted back down. He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, looking away. He had always thought that summons were like demons, only that they worked for humans and were user friendly. But now as he looked back, he realized that they weren't alike at all.
The guilty look on Naruto's face told Gamabunta all he needed to know.
"I'll refrain from knocking you back to Fire Country because I know it's probably all Jiraiya's fault." Gamabunta said sullenly. "Listen now punk, for I am only going to say this once." Naruto sat up, listening attentively.
"We summons live on a different plane of existence, where you humans' time doesn't touch. We come into to your world, solidified by the bond between human and summon, using powerful ninjutsu. We aren't affected by wars or events that pass by in this world because we don't belong to it until our summoner summons us. The only connection to this world that we have is the summoners. The bond between summon and human(or demon or hanyou as it may be) is of blood and of spirit. Three lifetimes ago, you were a frog summoner. In this lifetime, you were most likely to become a frog summoner and didn't even need to sign a contract to summon. You understand?" After a moment of digesting that bit of information, Naruto nodded.
"So.. my soul has a connection with frog summons. You summons live in a different realm where time doesn't exist. You watch the summoners as they progress through life, them being the only connection you guys have to this world. And I didn't need to sign the contract because.. I already had a bond with you guys and that was what the contract established. So pretty much.. the contract signing was just for my benefit because it.. um.. maybe strengthened the bond thingy? At least between the body I have now and you guys. " Gamabunta nodded, sending a cursing Naruto flying into the air. He was glad that the blond had at least gained some intellect so he wasn't as fool hardy as he was when he was twelve the first time. Naruto landed back on Gamabunta's nose, glaring childishly at the frog. Maybe he has become smarter, but hardly any more mature.
"Now, I know about your ******** up because I wasn't watching the flow of time, punk, I was following your soul's path. Imagine my surprise when you suddenly jumped back through time." Naruto frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. It made sense, in an odd otherworldly way. Literally.
Huh, is that so.. We demons always were curious about the summons, who could some times equal our strength in battle. Kyuubi said in an offhanded way.
You mean, you didn't know about this either! Naruto asked in shock. He was surprised that there was something that the eons old fox didn't know about. Kyuubi decided to ignore Naruto's question, feeling as if he had already answered the question.
Demons are powerful and all, but we are nothing compared to summons. his fiery companion said with a mental swish of one of his many tails. We are called immortal because we can live for a long time. We, like the summons, are rarely, if ever, effected by the flow of time. But there is very important difference between a summon and a demon. Demons can be killed, summons cannot. Summons are truly immortal.
"Summons.. never die?" he said out loud, not noticing the silence that had formed between him and Gamabunta because Kyuubi had grabbed his attention. Gamabunta's rumbling voice shook his out of his haze.
"Nope. Sure, if a summon is defeated in a brutal way-" Gamabunta started to say, but was interrupted by Naruto.
"Like when a snake summon swallows a ninja and that ninja blows him apart by using Kage Bunshin no Jutsu?" Naruto could clearly recall doing something along those lines during the Chuunin Exam when Orochimaru had spilt Team Seven up. Gamabunta laughed at the mental image, not being too fond of snakes himself.
"Personal experience? Anyway, a summon can die, in the sense that his body is destroyed. Then the next time he is summoned, he'll simply be smaller and less powerful. The longer a summon lasts in your world, the stronger and the bigger he will get." Gamabunta puffed out his chest in pride, being the largest and most powerful of all the summon frogs. Naruto hid a smile behind his hand.
The frog lowered his head, allowing Naruto to jump back on the ground. "So why'd you summon me?" he asked. Naruto rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Ah.. to see if you could do it, huh?" The blond nodded.
"I kinda figured I'd need ya soon, so.. practice makes perfect..?" Naruto said in a hopeful voice, then slumped over. He decided to tell the truth. "Alright. I kinda wanted to see what guns I still had in my arsenal." Gamabunta chuckled at the response.
"I suppose. Going into battle without knowing your strengths is suicidal, punk. When do you think you'll be graced with my presence again? And not for some dumb training exercise. I want to fight if I'm summoned. Summon me without a fight, punk, and I'll sit on you." Naruto ignored the threat and thought hard. He suddenly knew without a doubt who he'd need the summon for.
"Gaara." he said in a quiet voice. Naruto wouldn't stand a chance against him alone. Gaara was the type of person that if you didn't fight to kill him, you were bound to be killed. No matter what he was at that very moment, in his heart, Gaara was still very much one of Naruto's best friends. A brother, in the sense that both carried a similar burden. A brother, in the sense that they were as close, and sometimes even closer than blood kin. Naruto couldn't stand the thought of killing Gaara, so fighting Gaara with his all was not an option. He needed Gamabunta's help.
"Ah.. the Shukaku host." the frog laughed, a slightly dark sound of a being who thrived for battle. "That should be fun." Looking up, Naruto realized that the day had flown by fast. They exchanged their good byes and the frog boss disappeared in a large cloud of smoke. The second he left, Naruto dropped down to his knees. He bowed over, clutching his head.
What am I going to do? he thought miserably. How much danger am I putting people through, just to meddle in something that humans, hanyous, and demons are supposed to keep their noses out of? Being private thoughts, Kyuubi could not intrude with an answer. Instead, he comforted Naruto silently, wishing, not for the first time, that he had never attacked Konoha in the first place. His need for vengeance had burdened down a pure soul. And that, not his massive killings sprees, not the villages he ripped to pieces, was what made him feel the most guilty.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sasuke frowned, his arms crossed over his chest. There's probably a logical reason why she's late. he reasoned to himself. She isn't Kakashi! He withheld the urge to go after her, his eyes silently following the trail he told her to take on the map. "I should have given this to her.." he mused out loud. But he had felt.. well.. more important, as silly as it sounded, with a map in hand. And now she was probably lost because he was being childish.
He paced the clearing they had stopped at before parting each other's company, the place they were supposed to have met at forty-five minutes ago. Thinking back to what he had faced on his small journey in the northern most areas, he was regretting and kicking himself again for suggesting that they spilt up.
The men had been nothing compared to him, but Sakura wasn't a physical, or even a ninjutsu type. She was best at genjutsus(he'd find out later that she was even better at medical jutsus) and didn't have the stamina or the amount of chakra and experience that Sasuke or even Naruto had.
If she got caught.. it'll be all my fault. Just another screw up. First Itachi(how could I not see he was turning dark?), then Naruto(how the hell did that dobe surpass me!), and now her?
Guilt made him turn to the rustling in the bushes, hoping to see Sakura immerge, but the more realistic side of him made him pull out a kunai. It was most likely another gang member trying to get the better of him.
It turned out to be neither.
Yawning, Naruto gave him a cranky look, making Sasuke feel a little better. As long as he wasn't the only one in a bad mood...
"Where's Sakura." Just a flat statement, formed like a question, Sasuke observed. He didn't add -chan to the end of her name like he always does.
"I don't know." Sasuke said in the same flat tone. Naruto stared at him.
"You let a pretty girl like Sakura-chan go out all alone?" Naruto said incredulously, some of the life returning back to his voice. "Man, you really are a heartless b*****d." Sasuke flinched. Naruto pretended he didn't notice. He continued to ream him.
"Don't you know any better? Do you even have a clue what is going on that does not directly involve you?" Sasuke's eyes flashed.
"You have no right in saying I'm clueless. Because I'm not. If anyone is clueless, it would be you." Sasuke thought of Hinata and shook his head, feeling sorry for her. Then he smirked. "Chibi."
Naruto actually took several steps back, mouth flapping but no words coming out, a hand on his chest as if Sasuke had mortally wounded him. Sasuke couldn't help but smile. Naruto was such a fool sometimes.
"Go ahead!" Naruto finally sputtered. "Make fun of the short guy, why don't you! You damn racist, uh no.. sizist person!"
"Sizist?" Someone else tried out the strange word. Sasuke and Naruto turned to the bushes, watching as Sakura calmly smoothed her dress down. "Sizist?" she said again. "Is that really even a word?" Naruto had the courtesy to blush.
"Yeah.. uh well.. when we fight.. I really don't think." he said, slightly embarrassed. Sasuke started to insult him again but stopped, not when he realized it was too easy, but when he saw dark red marks on Sakura's wrists.
Naruto and Sakura started to argue over whether or not sizist was a word. Sasuke didn't pay any attention, eyes dark in guilt and rage. Those are rope burns. She must have been caught. Who tried to hurt her!
"Ugh! Sizist is not a word!" Sakura said. "You can't just make up words because you're vertically challenged!" She turned on her heel, leaving for the house. Naruto stayed back, a faint smile hidden by a pout. As soon as she was gone, the faint smile on his face dropped.
"You noticed it." Naruto said. Sasuke looked over, seeing the feeling of guilt that he himself was feeling, so clearly displayed in Naruto's eyes. He nodded. Naruto looked grim. "I never wanted to see her hurt."
Sasuke nodded again. Naruto started to follow Sakura, stiffness in his shoulders and stride loosening with every step. "Ya know, Sakura is like a tightly closed box about her weaknesses and things like that.. but.. if I find out who did that to her, I'm gonna kick his a**." Naruto glanced back, a half smile on his face. "You game?"
His answer was a smirk and a determined nod.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In a building not too far away, a man was in bed, unconscious from a tough battle. He was a powerful man, with much chakra and very good chakra control, but his stamina wasn't as powerful. Especially after being sick for two weeks before hand with a rare and more deadly version of the common cold that was frequent in Wave Country. He was a man that had many enemies and even allies who wouldn't mind killing him. He only had one that he would trust his life with. That single person, his precious friend and partner, sat next to his bed, keeping a watchful vigilance.
"Zabuza-san.." Haku whispered, abandoning his mask for a while. "Gatou and two men with great fighting auras are coming." It was slight, but Haku could tell that Zabuza was awake. He had always been a light sleeper.
The double doors were flung open, the loud bang of the wood hitting the walls would have woke up Zabuza even if Haku didn't. The mist devil opened his eyes, briefly exchanging a look with Haku. The boy nodded.
"So even you have come back defeated. It looks like the mist nins are pretty pathetic." Gatou strolled in, two tall samurai guards at his sides. "And you call yourself a devil? Don't make me laugh."
Zabuza said nothing, entertaining a mental picture of slicing Gatou's head right off, the pompous a*****e. The guards loosened the ties on their swords and brought the hilts in front of them.
An attack? Haku questioned, prepared to defend. Gatou held out a hand, a smirk on his face.
"Hold on for a second." he walked toward Zabuza. "Hey." He reached out a hand. "There's not need to stay silent." The businessman reached for Zabuza's mask.
Haku caught his arm in a firm grip. "Don't touch Zabuza-san with your dirty hands." the boy hissed. Gatou cried out in pain when he felt his ulna and radius being crunched together. The samurai reached for their swords. Their hands had barely begun reaching for their swords when they felt cold steel against their throats. Zabuza finally reacted, a slight turn of his head to look at the guards, cold amusement in his eyes and a fearsome grin under his bandages. Gatou lost feeling in his legs and fell to the ground, staring open mouthed at Haku and his guards.
They sweated nervously, recognizing their own blades. He moved so quickly!
"You shouldn't do that." Haku hissed. "I'm not in the best of moods now." Gatou remembered that he was supposed to be the one giving orders and quickly stood. Holding his arm gingerly, he hastily walked out, his guards following.
"One more time!" He shouted. "If you fail one more time you won't be welcome here anymore. Remember that!" The doors slammed shut behind them. Zabuza looked at Haku, who was a little flushed from his anger.
"Haku, you didn't have to.." he lifted his blankets, revealing his hidden kunai. Haku smiled.
"I know..but it's too early to kill Gatou. If we cause a commotion here, they will be after us again." Haku didn't need to explain who they were. It was understood by the both of them that it was the hunter nins, coming after Zabuza and his head. "We must be patient."
"Yeah.. you're right." He sat up, rolling his stiff shoulders. Haku looked out the window, a frown drawing his face inward.
A girl had run after him, hugging a scroll to her chest. "Why did you save me?"
A determined boy stood down Zabuza and sent a dragon of fire, his worst enemy, after Haku to keep him from interfering.
Another boy defended the first by throwing shuriken, then in rage over the first one getting hurt, ran at Zabuza and attacked him.
Such emotional, yet innocent people. Why? Why indeed. I like to know that myself, girl. The faces of those children flashed over and over in his mind's eye.
Zabuza looked up, not recognizing the look on his subordinate's face.
"What's wrong?" he asked, straight to the point. Haku glanced at him from the corner of his eye.
"I have a request." the boy said, looking both serious and worried at the same time. "If I can.. isolate Hatake's subordinates-"
"You don't want them to die." Zabuza guessed. "Or.. you don't want to kill them." Haku nodded, looking shamed. He was in a business where one was needed to kill on command. Emotion were not needed. He bowed his head.
Zabuza looked at him, an unreadable expression on his face. Then he gave Haku his command. "You shall, how did you phrase it.. isolate Kakashi's brats." Haku looked relieved. "But if they get free, I fully expect you to kill them." Haku nodded.
"Thank you. And I'm sorry." he bowed his head again. Zabuza hesitated, then put his hand on Haku's head, like how he used to when the boy was merely a child.
"Don't regret the fact that you're more human than me."
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ino paced. And paced. And paced so much that she was kicked out of the kitchen by her mother. Then she went into her father's study, where he kept his scrolls and extra ninja weapons, and started to pace there. Inoshi would have nothing of that. "Shoo you." he said, pushing her out of the house. "Go play with your friends." She turned to yell that the only ones she wanted to talk to were outside the country getting themselves killed! But he had closed the door.
Ino scowled, sticking her hands in the pockets of her skirt and starting walking over to the Nara house. None of her old Academy friends, nor even Chouji would understand her predicament better than Shikamaru, who had been with her the entire step of the way.
Even to the Hokage's office.
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Inoshi had barely been able to convince Ino to wait until morning to start banging on the Hokage's door, screaming about visions and the such. At six thirty, Ino and her father were up and on their way to their leader's office, a sleepy Shikamaru following close behind.(He had slept over.) When they reached the main building, Ino walked with a stride full of purpose up to the desk. "We're here to see the Hokage!"
The bored looking chuunin glanced at her, then looked back at his magazine Ninja Weekly. "Do you have an appointment?" before she could say anything, he answered. "No, you don't. Because the entire morning has been cleared for Tsunade-sama and Hokage-sama's weekly update. Leave a message and we'll clear a spot for you later on. Maybe."
Ino was aghast. When she had regained her wits, she slammed her hand down on the desk. "You p***k!" she ignored her father's gaps at her language. "This is a life or death situation!"
The chuunin waved a hand at her. "Yeah, life or death, so you say. You have to-" he made his voice high pitched like a girl's, "'change teams so you can be with Uchiha Sasuke, or else you'll just die!' Tch. I know your type. Get 'em everyday."
While Ino fumed, Inoshi took a step forward. "Look, punk. This is a real life or death situation." he said seriously. The chuunin looked at him, recognizing the jonin uniform.
"Emergency or not, you're not important enough. Tsunade-sama's appointment is next." With that, he closed their conversation.
"What kind of society do we live in!" Ino hissed to Shikamaru, who shrugged. The shadow user took a step forward.
"Is there anyone in there?" he asked in a dull tone.
"Yes, the Hokage and Tsunade-sama."
"You're protecting the privacy of the Hokage, are you not? What does that entail?"
The chuunin puffed out his chest. "It means that I fight to protect their privacy with my life!" he said proudly. Shikamaru 'hm'ed, looked at the door, then at the skinny chuunin.
"Besides you, there's no other defense?"
"They don't need any other defense!"
Shikamaru nodded once, then looked over at the Yamanakas. "Lets go in."
"Wait! You can't, I just said- What the hell!" the chuunin started to protest and stand, only to find his feet glued to the ground. Shikamaru didn't look at him, just pushed open the door and kept it open for the two blonds.
"Shadow bind. Useful, is it not?"
Tsunade and Sarutobi looked curiously at the three in the doorway. Ino and her father shuffled uncomfortably, having never met Tsunade before. Shikamaru just couldn't summon the energy to care.
He closed the door behind them, latching the shadow that kept the chuunin immobile to one of the shadows in the room. "If you don't mind, Ino has something she needs to tell you." Shikamaru turned to Tsunade. "It should only take a moment."
Tsunade's eyes fixed on him for a brief moment, then she sat back into her chair. "Take all the time you want."
Sarutobi folded his hands together and smiled gently. "Ino?"
Shikamaru and Inoshi nudged Ino forward. She shyly met Sarutobi's eyes. "Um.." she mumbled. "You know Aunty.. I mean, Maemi.. right?" The Hokage nodded. "Then.. you must be aware of her abilities. We have reason to believe that I possess the same power."
Tsunade arched her eyebrow. Huh, visions and premonitions.. poor girl.
"Our clan has ways of confirming this. I'm sorry, but we cannot reveal those ways to you, but she does have the.. gift.." Inoshi nearly chouked on the last word. It was then that Shikamaru realized how much he really was privileged to know about the Yamanaka clan, things that they weren't even willing to tell the Hokage about.
"And uh.. I s-saw.." Ino bowed her head. A moment went by. Sarutobi didn't pry, having went through much of the same experience with Maemi. She looked up finally, her eyes filling with tears. "Sakura and her team! They're in way over their heads!"
She got a reaction out the Hokage. "But.. it's just a C class mission." he said, shaking his head.
"Does a C class mission involve fighting missing nins!" she said in a higher tone than she meant to. "They just barely got out of the last skirmish, what about the next? Maybe next time, Naruto will die instead of just faking it! They need back up!"
Sarutobi looked at her for a long hard moment, then reached for something inside his desk. He pulled it out, revealing a orb. He rested his hand on it, appeared to pull out some blue chakra from deep inside of it.
"Come here." he said. Ino walked forward. "This is what I use to look over my village when I am in here. But if you put some chakra into it, and focus really hard on what you saw, the orb will reflect it. Can you do that for me, Ino?"
She nodded, placing her hand where his just was. The other three moved forward to look over her shoulder. Ino concentrated, the orb glowing blue with her chakra and her thoughts. Feeling a little exhausted, she took several steps back and let them see. It showed some snap shots of what she had seen in what she dubbed as Maemi's 'Vision Room'.
"You got two legs and a heartbeat, what's stopping you!" Naruto yelled, stomping his foot. Her heart ached, having memorized the way he'd toss his head and shout like the rebel he was. Knowing that he was fine for the time being wasn't helpful at all.
What a fool. Tsunade thought. Though.. he looks like Nawaki.
Moron. Shikamaru thought.
"Heh, wearing forehead protectors and acting like real ninjas," the mist clone said coldly, "but you know what? A real ninja is someone who had survived numerous brushes with death."
"Zabuza of the mist." Inoshi murmured. "A real devil, that one." He and the Hokage exchanged grim looks.
Ino flinched when she heard Naruto's proud speech. "Three basic principles. To be a true ninja, you don't follow any orders that offend your morals. To be a true ninja, you put the lives of your friend over a mission. To be true ninja, you never back down without a fight." he sighed, closing his eyes briefly. "I have lived by these principles. I know a ninja is a tool, but before it's a tool, he or she is human. I know a ninja must kill. Some people must be killed in order to keep the balance between powers. I am not naive enough to believe I can live without killing someone, but I will not kill an innocent. And even though it would be a damn shame if my village was looked down upon if I retreated from a mission because it put my friends lives in compromise, I much rather have their lives than a successful mission. Even if they ended up hating me. Which wouldn't make much a difference anyway.."
Sarutobi both smiled and frowned. What a great Hokage he'll make.. if only we'd accept him, Kyuubi and all.
Heh, the idiot knows what he's talking about. Shikamaru thought with a faint smile.
Ino turned around, knowing her least favorite scene was around the bend.
"We are ninjas, whether you like it or not." Sasuke said to Zabuza. "We may fear you, but like Naruto said," he raised the shuriken up in front of his face, "there's no way in hell we're going to back down." Ino hugged her arms.
"Naruto, no!" Sasuke's yell made her flinch, as did the sound of metal hitting flesh. Sarutobi's hand dropped, hitting the table suddenly. Naruto!
Tsunade looked away when it became bloody, still hadn't gotten over her fear of it. Shikamaru turned slightly green while Inoshi's face became impassive.
"Don't worry. He's fine." Ino said. Kakashi's tight and angry voice proceeded after.
"He lived by the principles that should be respected and revered all throughout the ninja community. I will not tolerate you saying anything negative about him."
The orb flashed between scenes, a pair of large red eyes behind bars. Shikamaru took note of it, as did the other adults.
Ino then turned around, watching Naruto immerge and fight Zabuza off away from his two team mates. She didn't need to look at Sarutobi to see his relief. The demon of Konoha and the devil of the mist exchanged words, then the latter of the two left. The orb went black.
"You see? They need back up!" This time, they couldn't help but agree.
"Yes. I'll send a team after them right away." Sarutobi said. "A low leveled chuunin team or high leveled genin team. We need as many hands on deck as we can get for the upcoming Chuunin Exam, so we can only spare them."
"Maybe Gai's team." Inoshi added in helpfully. "They've got the Hyuuga."
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- They had been shooed away after that. Inoshi had stayed behind and helped make preparations but remained close mouthed about it, even to her. Ino stopped on the hill, looking out at the village. My vision, my decision to tell them.. and I still get the worst end of it! They won't tell me a damn thing! She smiled sadly, bringing a hand over her eyes. Who am I kidding. I don't care about that at all. All I really want.. is for you guys to be back. So please.. just hold tight till reinforcements come. Don't do anything stupid.
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