Ch.1 Enter the Kamikaze Brothers
Location: Wind Country, the border between the Fire, Grass and Wind Countries.
SNAP!!
The Rock ninja, Shibimaru bolted awake, the sound of a twig breaking not to far off, a sound that shattered the peace around him. His team mates were also awake, "What was that?" He asked, brushing a lock of black hair out of his face.
His jonin commander, held up a finger and pointed off into the woods. moment dragged past. "Move out" he whispered. "It might be Konoha shinobi." The three man cell darted through the trees, passing other Rock ninja, to reach the sound first. They stopped on a branch over hanging a clearing, where two shinobi sat, one, a larger man, well muscled with short cut brown hair stretched above his head, his pack at his feet. The other, a shorter, slimmer man, with his hair tied back in a pony tail sat upon his pack, trying to light a fire. Both wore the Konoha headbands and forest green flak jackets.
"Who are they?" One Rock ninja said to another.
"Shh."
"Ah man." The Rock ninja looked down as the thinner man spoke. "Tough hike through here huh."
"Yeah." The other said, looking around them, his dark eyes darting from branch to branch.
"Well it's good it was getting dark, I'm bushed."
The bigger man laughed. "You never where the type for exercise were you Yuruyasha?"
"Ah! I can out run you any day Jin!"
One of the Rock Jonin gasped silently, so that the Konoha ninja could not hear. "No!"
"What?" Shibimaru asked. "What is it?"
"Jin and Yuruyasha Shojjono?! It can't be... not them." His commander's eyes were wide with fear as he watched the two below.
"Who are they?"
"You don't know?" Shibimaru tensed up as the voice of Yuruyasha from below whispered in his ear. He watched as his fellow Rock ninja darted away from him, each with a petrified look plastered on there face. He felt a sigh on the back of his neck. "So young that you don't even know of the Kamikaze brothers."
Fear passed through Shibimaru's system, "T-th-the K-kami-Kamikaze Brothers?!"
"Oh so you have heard of us?" He heard Yuruyasha chuckle, "Well be glad that you died first. You'll be spared the trauma of fighting us." A rush of a blade whipped through the air, and Shibimaru felt a tingling at his neck, and then he felt and saw no more.
Yuruyasha sighed as he sat back on the sturdy seat that was his pack, as his brother Jin pulled his katana from the last of the Rock ninja.
"You alright, Yuru?" Jin asked, wiping the gore away from the blade.
"They get younger and younger don't they?"
"What are talking about?" Jin sat across from his brother, put his fingers to his lips and blew a small fire ball onto the twigs they had gathered for their fire. "You're only twenty two and you're calling them young?"
"That first kid was probably thirteen, and he was on the battle field."
"Well desperate times-"
"Call for desperate measures, I know." Yuruyasha reached into his pocket, and pulled out some jerky. He bit into it, the salty flavor timgling in on his tongue. "Still, doesn't change the fact that he shouldn't have been here."
"Listen to yourself Yuru, Talkin' like an old maid. You didn't sound too upset killing him."
"I refuse to show sympathy or weakness to the enemy."
"But you'll mourn them when they're not around? Get over it Yuru."
"You don't feel anything when you kill them?"
"I know that I'm doing it to protect the families back home, and that for each enemy slain ten civilians survive. That's how I cope." Jin poked at the fire with a stick.
"I'll just be happy when this war is over."
"Me too."
"So what are we doin' here anyhow?" Yuruyasha said looking at their surroundings, a number of Rock ninja corpse among the trees.
"We are to hold the border, make sure that no Rock forces enter the Fire country and to lend a hand on the front line if the Wind country needs us. Why? You forget."
Yuruyasha grinned, rubbing the back of his head with a gloved hand, "Yeah I guess I did. Heh."
Jin grinned back at him, "I swear Yuru, you'll be the death of me."
The next morning Jin's eyes fluttered open, the sound of a bird chirping not to far off, and the smell of long dead embers in his nose. He rolled over onto his side, his brother not to far off, sitting against a tree, a book between his fingers.
"Morning." Yuruyasha said, not even glancing up from his book. "Get ready, we move in three."
"Right." Jin rose from his stupor, stretching over his head, kicking hte last of the embers out. "You sleep well?"
"Not really." Yuruyasha turned the page of his book, his eyes moving quickly over the words.
"Me neither." Jin packed quickly, and within three minutes the pair were off, darting toward the border, were they knew trouble would be.
The pair darted through the trees, rushing toward the border, Yuruyasha smelled blood in the air, he looked to his brother, a grim look in his eyes. He smelled it too. They dashed over a canyon and came upon the field, Konoha was losing, badly. The Rock ninja had overrun the embankment that was supposed to protect the Konoha shinobi from the Rock attacks. Yuruyasha counted them, "Seventy-eight." He said as he pulled a cigarette from the breast pocket of his flak jacket. "You ready?"
Jin grinned, "They don't call us the Kamikaze Brothers for nothing."
Battle raged, accompanied by the screams of the dying. Blood soaked into the dirt, and the clash of metal could be heard all around. A young Konoha genin named Genma brought a kunai up, deflecting the Rock shinobi's blade, Sweat trickled past his fear filled eyes, this was his first battle, and he felt death breathing down his neck.
The Rock ninja laughed, "Afraid? You should be." The ninja swung again, Genma tried to deflect, the blow, but found the speed of his chunin opponent too much, he felt the bite of metal on his arm, and the warm feel of blood run down. He screamed out, dropping the kunai. "Heh heh, now you're mine!"
"Earth Barrage Jutsu!" A voice yelled out. One moment the ninja stood above Genma, poised for the kill, the next the rocks themselves flew from beneath his feet, tossing him into the air, a number of them bashing into his airborne body. Genma looked around, seeing a tall, thin Jonin, his hair pulled back, and a cigarette hanging from his lips behind him.
Their eyes met. "Don't worry kid, I'll handle him from here." Yuruyasha stepped past the genin stopping between him and the Rock opponent.
"Who the Hell?!" He saw Yuruyasha, "Oh so there were more of you after all." He pulled himself from the ground "Fine I'll deal with you first and then I'll crush the kid."
Yuruyasha took a drag on his cigarette, putting one hand in his pocket. "Oh you think so?"
"Yeah. I saw your jutsu a second ago, you're obviously an earth-based ninja." Lighting began to crackle around the Rock ninja, "My lightning jutsus will blast you apart!"
Yuruyasha smirked, puffing again on his cigarette. "Try it."
"FINE!!" The ninja's hands flashed through a series of signs, "Ball Lighting Jutsu!" A blast of lightning erupted from his hands, flying toward Yuruyasha and Genma.
Yuruyasha heard the boy cringe behind him. "Hey, don't worry." The lightning streaked closer. "Oh yeah, don't blink."
At the last moment Yuruyasha pulled his katana from its sheath, and sliced the lighting in two, the two bolts crashing harmlessly behind them.
The Rock ninja grinned, he saw nothing of the Konoha Jonin that had been before him a second ago. "HA! Take tha- ah!!" He yelled out as a deep cut appeared across his chest. "How?" He felt a slight push on one of his shoulders, followed by the hissing sound of a cigarette going out.
"My name is Yuruyasha Shojjono, and my winds cannot be defeated."
"No way." Those were his last words before Yuruyasha's katana cut smoothly through his abdomen.
Jin leaped over a Rock ninja, "Great Fireball Jutsu!" The ninja screamed as the fireball engulfed him, Jin landed, cut through another ninja, and turned, lobbing a number of kunai at a group of Rock ninja. One leaped away, the kunai hitting the ground harmlessly.
"Hah missed!" Jin pointed at the kunai, shaking his head. The ninja glanced down, just as the explosive tag attached to the kunai erupted, burying his scream in the explosion.
Jin faced the next group, "Who's next?"
He saw fear in their eyes, but and overwhelming determination too. The five all leaped forward, weapons ready. "Good." Jin pulled his katana loose and a second later two of the five were dead. Jin went through a number of seals, "Blast of the East Wind!" A torrent of wind engulfed two of the others, ripping them apart.
The last Jin faced, glaring into his eyes, the ninja stepped away, the fear gripping tightly. He stepped away again, bumping into a firm barrier. He turned, facing the same ninja, he glanced back, he was still there, but there were two of him. "How?!"
"Shadow clones. Duh!" The Jin closer to him, uppercut him into the air. The further, put his fingers to his lips, "Great Fireball Jutsu!" This ninja didn't even have time to scream.
"Retreat!" The word rang out time and time again as the Rock ninja dwindled in numbers before the Kamikaze brothers. The battle ended soon after the arrival of the pair, the Rock numbering less than fifteen, while Konoha suffered no casualties once they arrived.
"Well that was fun." Jin said, joining his brother back at the camp.
"Eh... Maybe next time they'll bring ninja worth fighting." Yuruyasha lit another cigarette, pulling his book from his pack he sat against a tree, and began to read, the blue smoke from the cigarette, floating away into the midday sky.
"God, Yuru, you can't ever enjoy a fight can you?" Jin sat beside his brother, putting his katana across his knees he began to sharpen it.
"Not when the opponent isn't worth fighting."
"Well brother you'd be hard pressed to find an opponent like that in the Rock Village."
The two heard footsteps, both looking up as the commanding officer stopped before them. He was an older ninja, light hair, and light complexion. His right am and leg were bandaged. He rubbed the back of his neck before talking to them, "Uh, thanks. We wouldn't have lasted long without your help."
"Think nothing of it." Yuruyasha said going back to his book.
"Uh, yeah. Well uh," he rummaged through his pocket, pulling out a small slip of paper, and handed it toward Jin, "Orders from the Third."
"Thanks." Jin said taking the scroll. He began to open it, and then, noticing that the shinobi was still present glanced up at him. "Anything else?"
"Oh! Uh... no, I'll just be going now, check up on things." He hesitated a moment before walking away from the pair.
Jin unrolled the scroll and quickly read over the contents, "What's it say?" Yuruyasha asked half heartedly, not looking up from his book.
"We're needed in the Whilrpool country, the Mist are moving in." Jin got to his feet, slinging his pack over his shoulder and putting his katana back into its sheath.
"The Mist again?" Yuruyasha didn't move.
"Yeah, but rumors are one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist is leading them."
Yuruyasha looked up at his brother, a grin playing across his face. "Really?" He got to his feet, putting his book away and throwing the cigarette stub into the dirt, stamping it out a moment later. "He might be worth killing."