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-Hey all.
So, I was thinking about some ideas, and this little thing came about. I know it is short and maybe a little rushed, but i wanted to get it into words before i had forgotten it. I have planned the next step, or 'chapter' if you will.
Although it doesn't seem like it in this entry, there is actually going to be a little romance in this one.
Yes. It is Kakashi x Sakura! :D
^^ I hope you all enjoy what I have written for you here! I will take all of your reviews and responses into my heart, and I will take on board your constructive criticism. But like I have said before, any mean messages will be answered in equal mean-ity. (Mean-ity?)
Once again, thanks!
WARNING: Contains mild swearing, and there will be romance shortly! :D
Shouting.
Fighting.
Clashing of kunai.
Blood being spilled.
Kakashi could hear it, feeling his life slip from his fingers.
He and a few Chuunin ninja had been assigned to a C-Ranked mission – nothing too out of the usual for Kakashi. They had been instructed to retrieve a very important message-scroll from a very important business man who had a 'proposition' for the Leaf. It was to be retrieved from a specific date, time, and destination. This involved a journey of around three days, meeting with an informant, and then making it back to the Leaf safely with the scroll intact. Kakashi had managed the first leg of the mission with such ease. Yes, having a few Chuunin (who weren't as experienced as himself) dragging along behind him, did in fact slow him down, but he did get to the designated area within the deadline.
The clearing in which they had been instructed to meet the informant at was very tranquil. The area was dotted with wild flowers; all of amazing colours and shapes, large mushrooms bloomed at the bases of tall trees, and birds were constantly singing. It seemed like the perfect little picnic area. You know the kind of place you would take your kids to on a nice day out. Kakashi and his team arrived, and it wasn't long that they had to wait to meet the informant. Before the arrival of the informant, Kakashi instructed for his men to stay out of sight.
The shady character emerged from the trees, wearing a dark green cloak accompanied by a hood. He mumbled something. He was too far away, however, for Kakashi to make out the full comment. The person's voice was low; so low that it sounded like a threatening warning rather than a simple message. Kakashi watched the figure approach, all the while taking in his surroundings, positioning things in his mind so that if something were to go wrong, he would have already anticipated the others moves. After a brief moment of silence, the figure spoke again. This time it wasn't an inaudible mumble. "You. You are here for the scroll, are you not?" It seemed like more of a statement than a question. Hesitantly, Kakashi replied.
"Yeah, I'm here for the scroll." He didn't want to say too much or give too much away. This shady figure seemed to emit a faint but dark chakra. Kakashi could sense that much from him. Anything could happen at any one time, and Kakashi had positioned his men around the clearing so that if it were to go tits up, then they would make the best of a bad situation. Kakashi stepped forwards. The tall, lean shinobi had his hands tucked firmly in his pockets. He scanned the figure up and down with his onyx eye, taking in detail and making a mental note of it. The cloaked figure lifted up an old, wrinkly hand. He lifted his head at the same time, so that the shadow from his hood only covered his eyes and nose. It went silent for a moment. "Hatake." He whispered, and Kakashi was taken aback at what he'd heard. He had never met this man before, and it was suspiciously strange that he had uttered his name.
Almost on instinct, Kakashi began to back away. He would rather avoid an unnecessary fight. (Besides, it wouldn't be a fight; it would be a massacre with Kakashi around.) The silver haired Jounin lifted his hand from his pocket, signalling for his men to jump in and restrain the other shady figure. He waited for a second. Nothing. Where were the Chuunin? Surely they knew when to jump in, didn't they? Kakashi had explained this to them on the way to the place. Kakashi looked up frantically, seeing figures in the shade, staring at him. They weren't his Chuunin squad… they held an eerie meanness that seemed to give out feelings of intimidation.
Oh shit- the silver haired man thought, - an ambush.
It was too late now- the Chuunin were taken captive, or worse, dead. He knew that much already. And he would be too, soon, if he didn't get out of there as fast as possible. Suddenly the little old cloaked man in front of him lifted a fist to the air. "NOW!" he exclaimed, the raspy voice didn't seem familiar to the Copy Nin.
In a blur of shouting and colour, Kakashi was being pinned to the ground by four or more men. They were each heavily armed and very strong. One of them hit Kakashi on the back of the head with a large blunt object, causing the silver haired man to lose grip of his conscious self. His head dipped and his eye closed as he felt himself slipping away. The hands around his wrists and arms tightened their grip as they dragged him up to his feet. And what he experienced next, he never thought would happen to him- but it did.
He never thought that he could suffer so much pain in one minute. He was being kicked and punched from all angles, until the blows had become simultaneous- like a white noise. The darkness seemed to be fading in as the pain dwindled and the numbness started to take hold. The silver haired ninja fell to the ground, unsure of why this was happening to him. The last thing going through his mind was how he had failed at his mission. He had let squad mates die, or become captured. He had exposed himself- and now, he was going to pay for that careless mistake with his life. He should have spotted the error when he first got the mission. Pick up an important scroll? Bullshit. That wasn't a mission, it was an errand. To be honest, the information didn't seem reliable at the time. The Hokage should have known that it was false information.
At the time, it didn't strike Kakashi as odd, but now… now when he felt himself being taken to the brink, he realised his mistake.
The ninja clutched onto the blades of grass with his gloved hand as the shouting and pain began to fade away quickly. In the distance, he saw a white face. It was approaching quickly. Upon closer glance, he saw that the face was false. Thick red lines were sprawled across the white cheeks, and the person seemed dressed in a dark grey- almost black. The face was a mask. And then another mask joined, and another. As he closed his eyes, feeling a warm trickle of liquid dribble from down his temple, he heard the clashing of kunai and the ripping of flesh. Something was going on around him. He slipped into a seamlessly endless black hole.
"I failed… again…" he heard himself say, feeling his life slip from his fingers.
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- To be continued?
Maybe.
Please let me know if you would like to know what happens next! Will Kakashi pull through? Will he die? Who will save him?
Who knows. ;)
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I love you peoples, and thanks again for reading! ^^ 3
-Jay.