The Sannin Cells
Summary: What if the Sannin never split up? What if Orochimaru never turned bad? What if each of them took up a cell of children? What if one Sannin fell for one of their students…?
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I do not own RENT. I own Oki, Kakasha, and Razi, though!
Chapter 1: Team Orochimaru
How do you document real life when real life's getting more like fiction each day?
!-Otonashi Oki-!
Headlines, breadlines blow my mind and now this deadline: Eviction or pay…RENT!
Panting, Oki took a break from her mad run. She knew the break could only last seconds, as someone would be on her tail by now. She started her run again, but soon found that a cold arm around her waist stopped her. "Drop the money," a muffled voice hissed in her ear. She immediately obeyed.
How do you write a song when the cords sound wrong, though they once sounded right and rare?
The same voice started to scold her as another masked man started picking up the money to give back to the villagers. "You should change your route if you really want to escape. Every Wednesday you take this route, and tomorrow you will take the Thursday route through the Forest of Death."
When the notes are sour, where is the power you once had to ignite the air?
Oki glanced around, her gaze averted from the white and red mask of the ANBU black op that was currently holding her above the ground. The dark alleyway was where they always found her. She glanced at the opening just before the man holding her made a hand sign with his nearly-white skin and they disappeared in a puff of smoke.
We're hungry and frozen, some life that we've chosen!
!-Hatake Kakasha-!
How we gonna pay? How we gonna pay? How we gonna pay last year's rent?
Kakasha was the best student in the Ninja Academy. She didn't like when people randomly came up to her, but that was something they did often. She sighed as she heard her name called and turned around to look at the pretty girl in front of her. "What?" She asked irritably. The girl smiled at her calmly. "Wanna go hang out? My friends and I want to know if you'll come shopping with us."
How do you start a fire when there's nothing to burn and it feels like something's stuck in your flue?
"No," Kakasha replied shortly.
How can you generate heat when you can't feel your feet and their turning blue?
She walked away without another word, her hand running through her black-streaked silver hair subconsciously. She looked at the street, hoping to see the girl she always walked home with. As per usual, she was turning the corner to walk past the school. Kakasha was the only person that walked with her, and they talked a lot.
You light up a mean blaze with posters and screenplays.
She walked next to the girl, smiling behind her face mask. "How are you?" She asked, voice muffled by the black face mask covering her nose and mouth. The girl looked up at her. "I got caught in the alley again," she informed.
How we gonna pay? How we gonna pay? How we gonna pay last year's rent?
"You really should stop going to the same routes…" Kakasha suggested. She received a shrug in reply. "Did he get you again?" She asked, smirking now. Receiving a nod, she laughed. "He must have your routes memorized."
How do you stay on your feet when on every street it's trick-o- treat and tonight, it's trick?
Oki just shrugged, smirking to herself. "I'm seeing how long it will take for them to realize that I could go without getting caught if I wanted to…" She said to Kakasha, who sighed, closing her eyes.
Welcome back to town, oh, I should lie down…
Kakasha waved at Oki when they reached Kakasha's house. She had never seen where Oki lived, despite knowing that she was the heir to an extremely powerful clan. Oki lifted her hand in a wave, walking onwards. Kakasha sighed. She knew Oki wasn't enrolled in the Ninja Academy. It was said that her parents didn't have the money to enroll her. Seeing as how she wasn't nosy, she didn't care.
…Everything's brown and uh-oh! I feel sick!
!-Kamazu Razi-!
Where is he?
Her dark blue hair shifted in the wind as she spotted her normal target. She smirked, watching Oki travel along the roads. She had followed Oki all the way to her home once…A run-down hut that was hardly suitable for an animal, let alone a family of four. She waited until the normal point where she intercepted Oki on Wednesdays.
Getting dizzy…
It fascinated her, how Oki had a clear routine for each day. Obviously, thievery was on every day's agenda. And, what was more, was that she did everything at the same time, got caught in the same places, and everything else. Considering that she wasn't in the Academy, she found it amazing that Oki was so disciplined.
How we gonna pay? How we gonna pay? How we gonna pay last year's rent?
Oki turned the corner, and Razi was soon tackling her from above. Oki grunted as she was knocked to the ground, and, once again, it amazed her that Oki didn't shout for help but resigned herself to her fate.
The music ignites tonight with passionate fire!
It took but moments to beat up Oki, as she never fought back. Razi smirked, leaving the dark alley so that Oki could be alone to die or get hurt even worse. It didn't take much to beat up the "best ninja family" heir.
The narration crackles and pops with incendiary wit!
!-Orochimaru-!
Zoom in as they burn the past to the ground and feel the heat of the future's glow!
Removing his mask, he hissed. He set the fox-like red and white mask on the table. "You what? I am not training a group of Genin!" He hissed in question.
How do you leave the past behind when it keeps finding ways to get to your heart?
Sarutobi sighed. "Come now, we need your skills passed on to other people in Konoha."
It reaches way down deep and tears you inside out, 'till you're torn apart—RENT!
Orochimaru glared menacingly. "…Very well…Who am I training?"
How can you connect in an age where strangers, landlords, lovers—your own blood cells betray?
"I have a list of nine. You may choose your students from there," Sarutobi informed, pulling a sheet of paper from under a scroll. Orochimaru looked at the paper, studying the names. He then read them aloud to himself. "Hatake Kakasha…Hikaru Yume…Kamazu Razi…Kaoru Noriko…Orona Koura…Otonashi Oki…Routa Varuna...Utsutsu Tsuki…and Veruko Amaya…"
What binds the fabric together when the raging, shifting winds of change keep ripping away?
"Hmm…It would be interesting to teach the Hatake child…So Hatake Kakasha…The Kamazu child seems to also be a powerful one…So I shall also take Kamazu Razi…And is the Otonashi child even in the academy?"
Draw a line in the sand and then make a stand!
"No, her parents cannot afford it. She will have to be trained from scratch."
Use your camera to spar, use your guitar!
"Interesting…Then Otonashi Oki will be in my team as well. She would be a valuable asset if she has the family's Kekkei Genkai…" Orochimaru hissed, his snake-like eyes studying the name.
When they act tough you call their bluff!
Sarutobi took the paper back and wrote on the scroll.
We're not gonna pay…We're not gonna pay…We're not gonna pay last year's rent!
Orochimaru stared at the scroll, watching what he wrote.
This year's rent!
Slowly, a smirk formed on his lips as his tongue emerged to lick them.
Next year's rent!
Sarutobi set down the brush and looked at Orochimaru, who was still staring at the scroll.
Rent, rent, rent, rent, rent!
Orochimaru spoke softly.
We're not gonna pay rent!
"Team Orochimaru…Otonashi Oki, Kamazu Razi, and Hatake Kakasha."
'Cause everything is…RENT!
I had a hard time figuring out how to end the stupid chapter. Yeah, I made my characters a bit mysterious. Oh, and the first three chapters all take place on the same day…So I hope you liked it. See ya'!
!-Derenti-!
