We Are Jinchuuriki
Chapter 1 - Conversations
by D.G.S. - DeathGodSlayer
"Chōmei, do you have a visual on the target?"
"Yeah! I have eyes on him and sixty-seven others, they are armed, most likely guards. Can we get started already? My blood's boiling with anticipation!"
"No, we wait for Kurama's signal."
"Ah Shukaku, you're so boring! I had hoped with Kurama this mission would be a blast, but you're being a buzzkill!"
"COCKROACHES! YOU HAD ME HAULED UP IN A SAFEHOUSE INFESTED WITH COCKROACHES! WHAT KIND OF SECURITY ARE YOU!? I'M GOING TO MY ROOM, NO ONE COME UP UNTIL YOU HAVE DEALT WITH THIS!"
"There is the signal."
"Shukaku, Chōmei, bait has been administered, begin operation."
"Sweet! About damn time!"
"Don't make a mess Chōmei, let's keep it simple for Isobu's report."
"Not you too, Kurama! Shukaku's bad enough, I thought with you here this would be fun!"
"I never said it wouldn't be fun, I said don't make a mess. Now begin operation, Shukaku's already started without you."
"That bastard! Okay then! Extermination commenced!"
Music played into her ears through her iPod Nano as she strolled down the street, shuffling out the way of hurrying civilians in the usual hustle and bustle of Taiyō no Machi, the Sun City as it had been so aptly named. It was the city lying the farthest south in Hi no Kuni, right on the Equator, the sun shone beautifully every day, and it was always hot. It became a popular tourist area as well, people travelled from all over the continent to visit its golden sandy beach and dip into the crystal clear blue sea.
And that was exactly why she was here. Her final term of her first year at University had finally come to an end, she had passed with many appraisals from her Sensei, this was a much needed and well deserved vacation after a long and arduous studies.
Dressed in a blue shirt she had left unbuttoned, exposed a purple tube top that covered her chest. Very short denim short shorts covered just past her back side, with a small black bangle hanging from the belt hoop on its right. On her head was a large straw hat, covering her face from the almost overwhelming heat and a pair of large sunglasses to cover her eyes. Draped over her shoulder was a large brown leather bag, containing all her essentials for the day at the beach.
'Breaking news!' She turned to the TV store she happened to be passing as the news began to play with a flash, she lifted her sunglasses from in front of her eyes and took out her earphones to hear it.
'Yesterday morning Gato of the Gato Corporation was found assassinated along with sixty-seven armed guards in a safe house off the coast of Nami no Kuni. Gato, whose secret identity as Yakuza crime boss came to light several weeks ago following an anonymous source to us here at UEN. Shortly after he began a terrorist siege on the small country of Nami no Kuni, extorting civilians and blocking all trade with other countries. Gato himself then suffered a terrible blow nine days ago when an unknown hacker made his way into the bank accounts of both Gato and the Gato corporation, emptied both accounts and distributing them across every active bank account in Nami no Kuni before dissolving the shares of the Gato corporation, rendering them worthless, Gato, having been made bankrupt and impoverish had secluded himself to the safe house where he was later killed. A local fisherman had found the bodies, autopsy reveals Gato had been dead for several days, the cause of death being a stab wound through the chest. No traces of the assailants had been found at the scene, leading locals of Nami no Kuni to believe it was the work of the Jinchuuriki. Rumours of a potential Jinchuuriki interference had sparked interest of police officers and governments, who confirmed that no evidence present at the scene linked the Jinchuuriki to the assassination. We here at United Elements News will do our best to keep you updated on this shocking story, I'm Mabui Tensō reporting. Good day.'
The usual looped advertisements began to play once again on the TV screens. The girl stepped back with the rest of the crowd, before they dispersed, continuing along with their day.
Those people, she couldn't help but think, the Jinchuuriki. They were the silent heroes of the entire continent, but no one even knew their names of faces. Whenever a great evil rose to threaten innocent civilians they stood in the face of danger to protect them, people they had never met, people they would probably never meet. Yet they did it anyways, they were far braver than she could ever hope to be. If they even existed at all as one side of the debate liked to claim.
"Mah, I really hate this place, why did I let that troublesome Ino drag me here? There's not a cloud in the sky, now what am I supposed to look at all day?" A young man moaned out as he lay on his beach towel amongst the hundreds of other overly-loud-for-his-liking beachgoers today. Clad in grey and black swim shorts and a snapback cap, his spiky black haired ponytail placed through the back of the cap, the cap was customised with 'troublesome' written across the front of it.
He lifted his head upwards at the sound of a girl's happy, playful laughter. The girls with long platinum blonde hair he showed up to the beach with had left behind her short purple crimped skit and sleeveless skin tight yellow top that kept her midriff exposed and now adorned her swimsuit only, his eyebrow rose as he looked at her, dressed in only a yellow bikini with black stripes as she treaded through the clear sea water.
He let out a large sigh. "Nah, I wasn't impressed the first time I saw her in a swimsuit, and I'm not impressed now." He let his head fall back into the arms, determined to find something that he could fall asleep looking at.
"S-Shikamaru-kun." His left eye opened at his name being spoke, he looked upwards to the final member of their little group as she stood over him. Dressed in some short denim short shorts and a large straw hat.
"Hinata, about time you showed up, Ino hasn't stopped complaining." He whined again, slowly standing up and brushing any sand from his body. Hinata Hyuuga, she attended the same Univeristy as he did, though they were in different courses. They went back further than that, though not as far as he and Ino did. She was in the same school as him before they graduated, and he assumed she was also in his class, but he never really knew, as she barely made a squeak throughout their entire time at school. "Ino and Sakura are in the water." He spoke as he squatted down to reach his bag, taking a cigarette from the pack in the front of it and his metal zippo lighter. He looked over towards a white and red sign, 'No smoking on the bleach', before he looked at the designated smoking areas so very far away back at the concrete lining the edge of the beach. "I don't want to have to walk all the way over there and climb a flight of stress just to have one of these, but there's no smoking on the beach, and I'm addicted. Ugh, this is all too troublesome." He spoke once more began to lazily flick his lighter on and off as he walked towards the smoking area.
"Shikamaru-kun, I am going to get a beverage, would you like anything?" She watched Shikamaru's slouching figure as he slowly and lazily walked away. If anyone did not need a vacation, it was him. She was positive he had slept throughout their entire academic career at school and still walked out with the best results by a country mile. Shikamaru Nara, the son of the Owner of Nara Industries; the leading medicine developer and manufacturer, if her pink haired friend Sakura was learning how to fight a disease in Medical school, Shikamaru was learning to downright murder it. She was always slightly jealous and angry at the black haired boy. Jealous of how he managed to top her grades without so much as giving the slightest bit of effort once in his life, and angry that he did not put all that intelligence to good use, instead goofing off all the time.
"A Cherry Coke thanks." Shikamaru waved over his shoulder without looking back, she smiled at his back. Despite his lazy, bored demeanour, he was a truly loyal and fierce friend.
She turned to see her two friend, Ino and the pink haired Sakura, who was wearing a simple plain red bikini. They played in the sea together, laughing and splashing each other with the water. She smiled even brighter moving towards them, perhaps they would like a beverage as well.
"Naruto." A young male with spiky, yet wavy crimson red hair parted on the left side of his forehead, allowing a tattoo of the Kanji for love coloured red become clearly visible spoke, dressed only in a pair of sandy brown swimming trunks that went passed his knees. Blue markings ran across them in a strange pattern. He stood with his arms crossed and a blank expression in his teal eyes, shining through the black rings that went round his eyes.
The young man next to him blinked, turning his head to look at him. "Gaara, sorry did you say something?"
"You've been fixated on something over there for a long time, is something wrong?" Gaara asked again with a cool collected tone to his voice.
"Nothing's wrong really!" The blonde haired beamed back at him without a care in the world, before his face turned solemn again. "It's just that… see that guy 150 metres away, currently at our eight o'clock?"
Gaara turned his head in the direction, seeing a young man light up a cigarette the second he touched the stairs that led to the beach, sitting down on the stone staircase. "What about him?"
"He knows me." Naruto responded bluntly, looking over to the black haired boy taking a drag of the cigarette. "Well he knew me anyway, I went to grade school with him before I left when I was ten, He's lazy, but he's far too smart for his own good. And I don't doubt that he remembers me, he never forgot a thing when I knew him."
"So what's the problem? Like you say he doesn't know you now, he doesn't know what you have become. We can avoid him if you would prefer?" Gaara responded while focusing back on his blonde haired friend.
"I know he doesn't, but as I said he's too smart for his own good, he's shrewd and calculative." Naruto turned back to the red head and smiled. "You know me, Gaara. I won't actively seek me out, but if he recognises me and seeks me out I won't ignore him. I've told you about him so you can be careful around him, one tiny, miniscule slip of the lip will be all he needs and he could probably uncover everything."
Gaara nodded in understanding, he followed the black haired boy's footprints in the sands back to three towels that had been laid out, "What about those girls?" He looked out to the sea directly on front of the towels. "Those two girls playing in the water, judging by their location and proximity to the three towels he moved from, I'm assuming he's with them?"
"I don't know them." Naruto responded with a shrug, looking at the platinum and pink haired girls still playing in the sea. He sighed, turning back to look at Gaara. "Have Fū and Shion not showed up yet?"
"No, I spoke to Shion earlier, Fū is still dragging her around the shops." Gaara responded as coolly as ever.
Naruto instantly chuckled at his response. "Don't trust Fū alone with your girlfriend, huh?"
"With good reason." Gaara responded, thinking of a certain peppermint coloured hair, olive skinned girl.
"She's not that bad Gaara, remember she's new. Give her some time to get accustomed to everything." Naruto smiled, still trying to play the peacekeeper between his two friends. "I'm going to get a drink, you want anything?"
"No, thank you." Gaara worded out bluntly, turning back to face out and gaze over the sea. Leaving Naruto too mumble out a 'suit yourself' behind his back sulkily.
Hinata strolled back from the small shop on the beach, her hands full with cans of pop for her and her friends, A Cherry Coke for Shikamaru, a 7UP for Sakura and a Sprite for Ino so they could bicker about the differences of the lemonade, it was always the same, Pepsi and Cola, Tango and Fanta, Burger King and McDonalds, the two would take things that were the same to bicker about what made them different, just like the girls themselves, completely alike, but adamantly that they were different. For herself she had bought a Mezzo Mix, her personal favourite soft drink.
She had walked a fair distance from the shop before a particularly strong sea breeze rushed over her, without a free hand to save her hat she lost it to the wind, she turned to watch the hat float aimlessly of the wind's current. She was slightly sad, it wasn't as if she didn't have more hats, but she liked that one the best.
"I got it!" She watched as a hand extended outwards grabbing the hat in the wind, feet gracefully landing on the soft sand again after jumping to reach the wayward headwear.
A boy, perhaps her own age with beautifully golden spiky blonde hair approached her with a wide foxy grin, three whisker like tattoos on each side of his face. She blushed slightly when she saw his face, and even more when she got a better look at his body. Perfectly sculpted, toned and muscular, a few scars here there and everywhere didn't seem to mar the perfect sculpture, if anything they enhanced it, they made him look dangerous, rebellious even. Dressed in nothing but a pair of bright orange swimming trunks, as orange as her own one piece swimsuit she had brought today to change into. Three claw like black marks went across each of the sides of his swimming trunks. On his stomach was another tattoo, a spiral surrounding by eight strange markings.
"Here." The boy spoke again holding out the hat for her, that was when she finally saw his eyes, bright, bluer, deeper and clearer than the sea at her back. She continue to stare mesmerized at his eyes, not seeing how the rest of his face changed to give her a slightly creeped out look. "Oh you've got your hands full. Here." He spoke again, placing the hat back onto her head. "There we are! Perfect!"
His voice snapped her out of her stupor, a small blush grew on her face as he pulled his hand away, opening the can of pop in his own hands. "T-T-Thank you." She muttered out weakly.
"No problem!" The boy grinned that same foxy grin, giving her a small wink and a two fingered salute before turning and walking away.
She had wanted to stop him, to catch his name and thank him properly, but she stood frozen, too fascinated by his departing form to even remember how to work her vocal chords. In the end she chose to smile, she might never see him again, a thought that gave her a weak aching for a reason unknown to her. She did not know him, as he did not know her, there was no reason to feel like that. It was a stranger being helpful, that was all.
She looked him over one last time for memory's sake, she smiled even brighter as she focused on the can of pop hanging between his fingers at his side.
It was a can of Mezzo Mix too.
A/N: Hey There! D.G.S. here! And welcome to my first story that was't on my old account. The idea has been playing in my head for sometime for a while now, I've decided to finally show it to the world, was it original, I don't know I haven't seen an idea like this is the past.
The idea comes from a combination of Naruto and Assassin's Creed, and I've molded it to create this story, the Jinchuuriki will develop as the story progresses, included the backstory to the organisation.
The chapter was originally longer than this, and I decided to cut it off where I have because I liked the ending, it did render the chapter a little shorter, but I'm quite pleased with the result.
I used to live in Germany, loved Mezzo Mix and it annoys me they don't sell it here in the UK.
This is and AU fic and will borrow heavily from certain points in canon but modified to fit the AU. Speaking of which, would you guys like to see firearms in this story, I've thought about it but can't decide whether or not to use them, Drop a review and let me know what you think.
Have I declared pairings with this chapter? Absolutely not, I've simply played with them a little bit, to see how they would work in this story. GaaraxShion is a definate. Shion being from Naruto Shippuden movie 1, I don't know why but for me it's a pairing that I think works. This is not NarutoxFu, again a definate, that will be explained in the next chapter.
Anyways, that's about it, let me know what you think of the idea, does it work for you?
D.G.S.