The Five Point Saga

Chapter 1
Introductions

-Kanoha Village-

The forest outside the village had become a battle ground. A gigantic demon fox had appeared, and the ninja of Kanoha were trying to defeat it.

And loosing.

"You're crazy! Why do you think you're the person who has to defeat it?!" a girl yelled. She was sitting next to two boys, one with black hair, and the other with red.

"Because. There's no one else, simple as that." The black-haired boy replied.

"There's always the Fourth… it's kinda his job, after all…" the red head countered.

"If he fights this creature, we'll lose everything," Black replied.

"Not ANOTHER dream… please…" Red scoffed.

The girl slapped him. "Zaku, shut up! Jesen's dreams should be taken seriously!"

Zaku muttered, "Whatever you say, Sora…"

Sora slapped him again.

Then, she turned to Jesen and asked, "What did your dream say, exactly?"

Jesen closed his eyes. "Simply that I had to defeat this monster before the Forth arrives."

"Or?"

Jesen stood up. He turned away, saying, "Or the world as we know it will be destroyed."

He walked away, leaving his teammates in stunned silence.

"I REALLY hope he's wrong this time…" Zaku muttered.

And this time, Sora didn't slap him.

-Fire Country, 17 Years Later-

"Well, that was unexpected Kakashi. You NEVER take us out to eat!" Haruno Sakura exclaimed.

"I figured you guys were due," Hatake Kakashi replied.

"Yeah, maybe, but why did we have to go outside of Kanoha for a meal?" Uzumaki Naruto asked.

The three of them were sitting in a booth at the very back of a restaurant in a city about a day's journey outside of Kanoha. It was entirely empty except for the three of them. They were finishing up a fairly large dinner.

"Because this is my favorite restaurant, and I felt like sharing it with the two of you." Kakashi replied.

"The food here is delicious, I have to admit." Sakura looked around. "Any chance we could get dessert?"

"Hang on, I'll find the waiter." Kakashi stood up and scanned the room. The bells jingling on the door caught his attention, and he turned his head to see who it was. When he did, he froze.

Coming through the door was a man in long black cloak. On his back was a symbol that neither Naruto nor Sakura had ever seen before. It was a balck circle, with three red dots inside it and a red triangle in between them. The man went over to the bar and ordered a bottle of sake.

Naruto looked at the man, then at Kakashi, who was staring at the man intently. "What is it Kakashi, do you know him?"

Kakashi didn't move, but muttered, "Maybe…"

He sat down, and appeared to think hard.

The bells on the door jingled again. Coming through the door was a group of heavily armed thugs. They headed straight for the bar where the man with the cloak sat.

Kakashi looked thoughtful. "Hmm… I might know the answer…" He muttered.

Naruto and Sakura turned to look at him. "Who is he?" Sakura asked, but Kakashi didn't respond.

"Hey you! What are you doing in my seat?!" one of the thugs yelled.

"Uh oh… maybe we should help him?" Sakura asked, reaching for her kunai.

"No, just watch. I think I've figured out who he is now…" Kakashi said with a slight smile.

Sakura stared at him as though he were crazy, but put her kunai back.

The man with the cloak was unfazed. "I didn't see a 'Reserved' sign on this seat."

The thug leaned in close. "Everyone around here knows that we always sit here! Move!"

The man gestured. "The rest of the place is empty, you know. Find another spot. I'm not moving."

The thug growled. "Don't you know who I am?! I'm Mizuro, leader of the Demon Lords, terror of the Fire Country! I could kill a weakling like you with no trouble!"

Kakashi muttered, "Strike one."

Naruto and Sakura looked at him, but Kakashi ignored them.

The man refilled his cup. "Well, I've never heard of you, so you can't be all that strong. Leave me alone."

Mizuro's face reddened. He slapped the cup out from the man's hand, spilling sake all over the bar.

Kakashi raised his eyebrows. "Strike two…"

The man glanced at Mizuro, retrieved his cup and refilled it. He raised it to his lips…

SHING! Mizuro drew his sword, and sliced the cup in half in one smooth motion.

Kakashi closed his eyes. "Strike three, you're dead."

Naruto and Sakura goggled at him, but Kakashi still didn't clue them in. "Just watch," he said.

The man reached into his back pocket and pulled out a large wad of cash. Gesturing to the bartender, he counted out three bills and handed them to him. "That's for the sake."

The man counted out two more. "That's for the cup."

Then, he placed the entire wad on the counter. "And that's for damages."

With that, he backhanded Mizuro into a table. The table collapsed as underneath him, and Mizuro lay there unmoving.

Kakashi smirked. "As stylish as ever, huh…"

The other thugs were livid. "Hey! Just who do you think you are?!"

The man stood up and took off his cloak. He placed it on the back of his chair and cracked his knuckles.

"The last person you'll ever see," he replied.

-5 Minutes Later-

The man brushed off his hands, and took a look around the restaurant.

It was in ruins. Tables and chairs were shattered, the windows were broken and a large number of weapons were stuck in the walls.

He walked up to the bar and placed some more cash on the counter. "And that's a tip. The sake was excellent."

He picked up his cloak and left.

Kakashi was grinning broadly now. "Yep, DEFINITELY as stylish as ever."

The corner they were sitting in was the only place not destroyed. He pulled out his wallet and paid the bill. "We need to catch up with him."

Naruto and Sakura were shuddering violently. They had just witnessed the most savage beating they had ever seen in their lives, and quite frankly were terrified now.

They turned and stared at him. "ARE YOU CRAZY?!"

"Nope." Kakashi stood and walked out the door. After a minute more spent shuddering, they followed him.

What they saw surprised them. Kakashi was chatting with the man in the cloak as though they were old friends.

As Naruto and Sakura approached, the man turned to look at them. "So, you finally chose your students. It only took, what, eight years?"

"Shut up. You didn't choose your students either."

"Yes, but my reason is much more valid."

"…"

"Aren't you going to introduce me?" The man turned and looked at them again. When he saw Naruto, his mouth dropped open. "Wait a sec… isn't he…?!"

Kakashi kicked him, and the man shut up.

Interesting… I wonder what he was going to say…Sakura thought to herself.

"Anyways… these are my former students: Haruno Sakura and Uzumaki Naruto."

"Nice to meet you." The man smiled at them, but he still seemed a little at a loss when it came to Naruto.

They returned his smile. "If you don't mind my asking… how do you know Kakashi?" Sakura asked.

"We were classmates," Kakashi replied.

"Ah…"

"Oh, my apologies… I never introduced myself." The man bowed to them. "My name is Uzumai Jesen."

They staired at him.

Jesen cocked his head. "Do they always react that way, Kakashi?"

"Only when confronted with a physical impossibility," Kakashi replied.

TO BE CONTINUED…