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The Lightning Shinobi Chapter 1
"This will finish it!" The missing nin known as Sasuke Uchiha exclaimed. "My last jutsu!"
He rose his hand above his head as the thunderclouds hovering over him swirled in a tornado of lightning.
"Begone..." he began.
"With the thunderclap!" Another voice broke in, and the possessor of his eldest brother's Mangeky Sharingan was, for once, startled. He looked to his opponent, a shinobi who seemed to be as invincible as they could come, was in a similar stance to his own. An enormous dragon of lightning surrounded his open palm before his own lightning creature could surface.
"What... what are you?!" the Uchiha shouted to his foe, his eyes widening further when he was the all-to familiar flash of red come from his eyes-
He had the Sharingan.
"I am the one..." the shinobi shouted, bringing his palm down in a wide arc. "Who will bring you back to Konoha!"
The dragon roared before dropping at a speed beyond reality as it crashed against Sasuke, his mind reeling and his mouth open in a silent scream.
'I invented Kirin,' he thought to himself. 'Nobody else knows it! How does this guy-'
And then his scream could be heard from miles around.
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I walked through the hidden leaf forest, looking around apprehensively. I'd already triggered two traps now, and I didn't want to further endanger myself by falling into a pit of active paper bombs. The kunai that had slashed my left cheek was bad enough, thank you.
What was worse than that was that the kunai had been dipped in some sort of poison. If I couldn't reach Konohagakure quickly, I could very easily be killed by time itself.
I walked slowly, my ears listening for all sounds, my eyes scanning every slight movement.
Then-
"CHEEEYAA!" A voice screamed, seemingly from out of nowhere, and I leapt backwards. A pink-haired female fell from the sky, her hand flaming blue with chakra, as her fist slammed into the ground where I'd just been stepping.
The ground broke open under the force of her blow, and I propelled myself as high into the air as I could to avoid harming myself.
I couldn't believe my eyes- there was a crater, at least three meters around and two meters deep where the girl had punched, and multiple paper bombs exploded in that very area. One more step, and I'd have been extra crispy. This abnormally powerful girl had saved my life.
"My thanks," I said as I landed next to the girl, who eyed me strangely.
"For what?"
"For saving me," I stated simply, shrugging. "Even if your methods were a little draconic."
"Draconic, huh?" she asked me, grinning at me with narrowed eyes and a vein bulging on her MONSTROUS forehead- okay, that's a little harsh. Her forehead was big, so what?
"Well, you did almost kill me in saving me," I pointed out with a shrug.
"You like shrugging, huh?" she asked me.
"Not really," I said with a shrug.
"So..." she whispered before grabbing me and driving me down into the dirt with a punch that had me seeing stars.
"Who are you?!" she demanded, one foot resting on my stomach and putting uncomfortable pressure on it as my head slowly cleared. "And what do you want with Konoha?!"
I looked at her head to see that holding back her hair was a leaf headband.
"Is this how your village treats visitors?" I asked, pushing her foot off of me and crawling away with as much speed and dignity as possible. "Because if it is, I'll go somewhere else!"
"Answer me!" she shouted as her foot stomped onto my back, forcing me into the ground once more and eliciting a shout from my throat. "You have no headband, you have nobody with you, and you're walking around like you think somebody's going to kill you! What are you up too!"
"Choking!" I shouted as my throat tried to get some air in. "Not breathing!"
She loosened her stomp on my back, allowing me to breathe easier, to which I wheezed in breath after painful breath.
"I just- wheeze- want to- wheeze- find- wheeze- a home!" I rasped out. "A-AND TO LIVE!"
She removed her foot from my back entirely, rolling me onto my back and wiping a tear off my cheek as she studied me.
"This wound," she muttered. "It's poisoned. Darn it, sensei, the trap caught somebody it shouldn't have..."
Her hand sparked with blue chakra after she performed a hand sign, and I flinched away from it. She shushed me and slowly lowered her glowing hand to my left cheek- and left soothing warmth there. A purplish liquid flowed onto her gloved hand, along with a small amount of blood.
"There," she whispered. "It'll scar, but other than that you'll live."
She reminded me of my mother with her kindness- my dead mother.
"Thank you again," I whispered back. "It's not often my life is saved twice in one da-"
"What's going on here?!" an enraged voice boomed. The pinkette jumped up, looking over to the source with fear.
"N-nothing lady Tsunade!" she claimed with a stutter.
"Oh, nothing?" the famed fifth hokage asked as she walked over. "We're in the middle of a training exercise and I find you with your face an inch away from the lips of an unidentified ninja?!"
Oh. That's where the problem was.
"I'm sorry," I muttered as I stood up and turned around. "I'll leave."
"Halt!" the hokage yelled at me, making me stop mid-step. "Turn and face me."
I did as I was ordered, sulkily walking up to the woman, who stared at me with sternness I'd never once encountered.
"What village are you from, stranger?" she demanded.
"I-I don't know."
"Clan?"
"... A dead one."
"What can you tell me about yourself?!" she screamed, grabbing me by the neck of my jumpsuit. I looked up into her eyes as tears welled up in my own.
"I-I want a home," I said brokenly, averting my gaze from her eyes in order to studt the ground.
Stunned, she looked to the young lady who'd she'd been training, who looked just as dumbstruck as she.
Suddenly, two strong arms enwrapped me, the hold on my jumpsuit no longer present as the smell of sake and woman's body wash met my nose. Was- Was the fifth hokage hugging me?
"You're so much like my younger brother," she told me.
"U-Um," I said as her warmth flowed into me. "I..."
Here I was, a fifteen-year-old boy, having no parents, nobody to trust, let alone friends, and nothing going for me but the strength of my arms and mind, being embraced by the hokage of all people.
She released me, giving me a tender smile and a tussle to my hair.
"Sakura!" she shouted, and the pink-haired girl jumped up again, snapping to attention. "Give this child a tour of the village and find for him a temporary home!" she commanded. "If all else fails, direct him to my mansion and have him sleep with me!"
"H-Hai, Tsunade-Sama!" Sakura agreed readily. "And afterwards?"
"You've trained enough. Go home," the woman told her before turning to return to her home.
"Okay," Sakura said, taking my hand in her own. "Come with me, stranger."
"H-Hai."
"Don't try anything funny, you hear me?!"
"Hai!"
"Okay then. This is the training field," she told me as we walked through an open green field with a stone monument over in one corner. "It's, well, it's a field that we ninja train in."
"Okay," I said, nodding slowly. Easy enough to remember.
"Those are our gates," she said after some more walking, leading me through a large set of doors.
"Yeah..."
"And this is Ichiraku," she told me as she led me to a ramen stand a little bit later. "Hungry?"
"H-Hai."
"Well, just this once, I'll treat you," she told me as she pulled me into the little stand.
"Well, if it isn't Sakura the forehead girl!" a blonde girl said as we walked in.
"And Ino-pig! How are you?" Sakura asked, a VERY fake smile on her face.
"Oh, just fine," Ino said. Dang, she was the definition of beautiful.
"And is this your date? I'm guessing you've given up on my Sasuke-Kun?" she asked with mischief.
"In your dreams," Sakura huffed. "He's a homeless ninja who I'm giving a tour of the town to."
"Hm," Ino said uncertainly before standing from her stool and waltzing over to us, her hips swaying. Then she bent down and planted a kiss on my cheek. I'd heard the word supernova and knew what it meant, but this was my first time experiencing one.
I gasped and jumped backwards. I would've fallen over if Sakura hadn't caught me.
"What's the matter?" the blonde asked me with a chuckle. "Never been kissed by a girl before?"
"N-No," I whispered.
"Aw! You've got a little prude for a boyfriend, Sakura-Chan," Ino teased her apparent friend.
"I'm not dating him!" Sakura shouted, and I freed my hand in order to step away from the arguing pair. "Are you deaf AND daft Ino?!"
"Hmph," the girl humphed before turning and waltzing out, having left the money for her tab already.
"Sorry about Ino," Sakura told me, sitting me down in a stool beside her. "She's a little bit... what's the word... anyways, sorry she forced herself on you like that."
"No," I said, reaching up to feel the cheek she'd kissed, my right one, the one that hadn't scarred. "It was... pleasant."
"Yeah, well, try hanging out with her every day," Sakura told me as a couple of bowls came sliding up to us. "Eat up."
I did as I was told, enjoying my first warm meal in years.
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"Thank you sooo much," I said, almost gushing, to Sakura. "I haven't eaten in so long."
"Really?" she asked me with some surprise before pushing her hand into my warm stomach.
"This jumpsuit's huge on you," she told me with astonishment. "You're cadaverously malnourished!"
"Um."
"How did that happen?" she asked me.
"Last time I ate I was in the hidden rain village," I told her. "Then I took a boat to a bridge. Then I got thrown into the forest, and... well, you know the rest."
"Really?" she asked me with surprise. "What's that village like?"
"Dreary," I told her, relaying to her how the weather was cold and wet and the people were always downcast or antisocial. "But it was the only place where I could-" I stopped myself.
"Could what?" she asked me.
"Nothing," I whispered, staring at th ground. She stopped walking and looked me directly in the eye.
"Could what?" she demanded, and I shivered.
"Steal food..." I whispered, avoiding her surprised eyes.
"Hey," she said sternly. "You're homeless, right? You had no choice. I won't condone it after you get a home, but there's no reason to do anything about it now."
Then I remembered everything going black.
3-3-3-3-3
"What is your name, child?" the man asked me. The piercings in his nose were as off-putting as his deep and powerful voice.
"I don't need to tell you!" I shouted, lunging at him as rain soaked my back. My shirt had shredded when he'd attacked me earlier. He grabbed me by the back of my neck, lifting me into the air.
"You have spirit," he told me as I struggled. "Much like my former teacher. And you are helpless here."
"Says you!" I shouted, forming a familiar hand sign. He grabbed my hands with his free hand and looked me dead in the eyes. Those rings in his eyes were terrifying.
"You are without a home,"
he said. "Much as I was. I am a pacifist deity, so I will leave you alone for now. Be warned child- eventually, you will be forced to know pain."
Then he dropped me into the puddle-riddled land, where I blacked out.
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"Hey! Snap out of it!" Sakura's voice rang out, and my eyes flipped open. Above me was Sakura, along with some other people from the village, murmuring with excitement and confusion.
One particular person caught my eye, though. A man with white hair, a black mask over his mouth and one eye.
He scared the ever-loving crap out of me.
I jumped up, and everybody backed away from me, the white-haired man leaping back further than the others, about five yards away. He grabbed his wrist and started charging up some scary jutsu.
Who was I kidding?
I held both hands out, focusing my chakra into them, letting them crackle with electric-like aura.
"Lightning Blade!" the man shouted, leaping towards me, his hand crackling. I stuck out one hand and caught his own, letting the other rest on the ground as I knelt down.
"Nijuu Chidori!" I yelled out, ramming my other hand up into his stomach, knocking him sky-high into the air.
Yes, I also knew the Chidori- I'd even gone as far as to create the Nijuu Chidori- Double Chidori- in order to better my fighting technique.
"Dragon Flame jutsu!" I exclaimed as I spewed a pair of fiery dragon-shaped blasts at my opposition. The dragons joined together- and struck the log that suddenly appeared in the air.
"What-?" I said with surprise before I felt a white- hot bolt of pain slash across the back of my head, making me yelp before collapsing onto my stomach.
"What's your name?!" the man shouted, holding a kunai against the back of my head. "Clan and name! Now!"
"Raikou!" I shouted. "Hatake Raikou!"
"What?!" the man asked me before shaking his head. "Liar! Tell me again!" He rolled me over an stared into my eyes.
I blinked. One of his eyes carried the Sharingan symbol. Just like mine- but I had it on both eyes.
"Hatake Raikou," I repeated, staring up at him after activating my own Sharingan.
"Kakashi Sensei?" Sakura said, staring at my assaulter with surprise.
Several people murmured with surprise. What was the big deal?
"You're not lying," Kakashi said, standing up and taking hold of his own head.
"That's right," I said, standing up.
"Do you have a mother?" he asked me slowly.
"Dead," I said, before realizing I was saying this to a total stranger. "Who wants to know?"
"Rai..." he whispered before embracing me. "You've grown."
"W-What?" I asked with surprise.
"You're my son."