I'm still trying to decide whether or not this is a good idea or not. I'd plan a story for this…but unfortunately, I have very few ideas. So I will make this a drabble, one-shot, idea collection. And once I have enough ideas, I will then make the decision of whether or not to make a story with it.
Naruto © Masashi Kishimoto
I may make a story about this, once I get an idea going. Well, necessarily, I have an idea, just no plot.
Tales of The Dragon and The Phoenix
A Legend of a Reunion
The bustling streets of the always busy city of Hanzhong, as a female dressed plainly yet gracefully with her cloths stalked the streets, looking up, down, and just about in every other direction, occasionally stopping to ask several passerby's or people who had small shops along the streets a question. She always bowed politely and walked on every time.
The girl's face was upset, creased in a slight frown as she stalked the streets. From what most people could tell, she was looking for someone. But they weren't sure, and didn't bother to ask the people who she had spoken too, as they were too busy working in order to have enough money to pay the governor and emperor their taxes, as well as having enough for food later on.
The girl hair was neatly in two buns as she walked down the streets of the city, one of the only streets of the city. She didn't seem to be focused very much until she snapped her head up abruptly to a noise up ahead. There was a large group of people crowded around in the middle of the street, taking up almost the entire street, having people who pass by needing to squeeze in between in order to continue their way. She hurried over to the crowd, carefully squeezing her way in. Hopefully the citizens wouldn't be too upset that she had squeezed through as such.
"Don't touch me woman! You don't even have use for the money! And because of that, why not let me have it?" there was a young man dressed in blue cloths and a twisted rag around his head as a headband, holding onto a bag of what one could presume as money and valuables. There was an old, elderly woman who also clutched onto the bag.
"Do you not know how to treat your elderly? I have worked up so many years for the money! Simply because you have power of your threats of your tongue, does not mean you deserve the money I worked with sweat and tears for! How must an old woman as myself, support her last years or months or weeks if you take her savings?"
"Well, you even admitted it yourself! You're going to die soon, so why not give the youth your money and do a good deed for once?!" He started tugging the bag of money.
"No! Please let go!" The elderly woman looked around at the large, overgrowing crowd. "Has no one any mercy for this elder?! Have mercy!"
"I've had enough with you! I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it." He turned to two muscular men that stood behind him, that were as equally as muscular as the man who was fighting with the woman himself. The crowd could tell there was a lot of money and valuables in the bag, as it was quite large and jingled pleasantly to many of the peasant's ears. "Make her let go."
The two men closed in on the woman.
"Oh heavens no! Heavens have mercy on me!" the old woman clasped her hands together the best she could without letting go of the bag of money. She shut her eyes tightly and hid under her arms without ever letting go, waiting for the hit.
It was quiet for a long while, as the only noises that the woman heard with her poor hearing was two loud thumps that sounded so similar to bodies falling on the floor. She meekly opened her eyes to see her two offenders on the floor in pain, though they were mutually in pain and yet, unconscious.
The man in blue looked shocked and furious. He glared at the girl who had stood above the two bodies on the ground of the commonly walked floor.
"What the hell do you think you're doing girl?"
The girl looked up with an calm, slightly frustrated eye.
"It's not very nice to disrespect your elders." she said.
"It's not very nice to disrespect what should be respected like a man like me little girl!"
This man obviously did not know who she was.
"I'm not little." She frowned slightly. "I think you should perhaps give back the elder her money."
"I'm not giving it back just because you asked." He retorted, finally yanking the money out of the lady's now white hands. The woman fell to the ground, calling to the heavens.
The girl stared at the woman worriedly, then she looked back at the man. "It was not a situation of asking. It was a suggestion. One you should follow if you are wise."
"No. The money is mine." he tossed the heavy bag in the air a bit, catching it with the same hand single-handedly. "If it's a suggestion, the I'm not following it." And he started walking away.
"Hey. Give the elder back her money. It's not yours."
The man looked back at the girl.
"I told you no. Stop picking fights with people you can't win."
"I will win what is rightfully another's possession." she gestured toward the woman.
"Words are pointless, girl. I am a fighter, unlike you ladies, who are supposed to be for us men's pleasure."
"Fool!" The girl stepped forward. "You are no fighter. And even if you are, you're a fighter with no respect or dignity."
"Hmpf. Foolish words. Go on and bicker with your pointless life, I'm not turning--"
The crowd thought that they must have blinked or something. To the trained eye though, one can barely make out movement of the girl walking right pass the man.
But all the crowd saw was the girl in one point, then in another, helping the woman up.
To the trained eye, if they are very talent, one could see her draw her sword and shift it back into it's unseen place.
"Are you alright, auntie?" she asked worriedly, eyebrows creased.
The woman nodded thankfully. "Thank you so much!"
The girl gave back the money. "Here, this is yours."
The woman opened the bag and held out a large gold nugget.
"Here," she smiled weakly. "For saving my life as a token, as the heavens now must smile proudly upon you."
The girl stared at the nugget.
"I am sorry." she smiled. "I will not accept this. Instead, please use this gift you have given to me to live your life for a long time and after."
"Oh, but there must be something I can do in order to repay you!" the woman held her hands.
The girl thought for a quick moment, then smiled warmly.
"Well…" the girl spoke softly to the elder as she listened, she nodded and smiled happily.
"Yes! I do!"
The girl's face lit up. "Really? Do you know where they are?"
The woman looked around. Then her eyes brightened.
"They walked that way." she pointed into a direction further down with a bright grin. Tenten smiled brightly and embraced the woman gently.
"Thank you so much! Please, take care of yourself!"
The woman waved goodbye to the girl as she hurried away, waving back at the old woman.
The girl spotted her target quickly, she smiled brightly as she picked up her pace.
"Neji!" she called out, loving the way she could finally call out a name and have them actually be there.
A man, with long dark hair and dressed in cloths oddly similar to the girls turned curiously as he stopped walking to the sound of his name being called out. He was given no time to react except murmur an almost silent "Tenten" as the girl ran into him with a full run embrace that sent him backing up a step or two. He embraced her tightly in return.
The crowd murmured as they walked by, wondering and scaling their minds with all the legends and the tales they've heard. The peasants and citizens have heard of the stories of the Dragon and the Phoenix, crossing the lands in search for dignity, allies, and anything for each other with assistance of every emperor they decide worthy of assisting.
"Do you think it's them?"
"Who?"
"The dragon and the phoenix, of course!"
"No way! Really?"
"They say the dragon wields a sword that is unseen by the untrained eye!"
"Well, we don't know which one is the phoenix or the dragon…"
"They say they're opposites. Originally, the dragon is the male, with a phoenix counterpart. They say they are switched, the dragon is the female, and the phoenix is the male counterpart!"
"Such a legend! I hear they're powerful in speed…"
"It's not a legend at all! They really do exist you know."
"Yeah, I know, I know. I'm not stupid."
"Neji…I've missed you so much!" The girl's eyes glistened in the warm sunlight.
"I haven't seen you in six months, how do you suspect I feel, Tenten?" Neji smiled back, his figure illuminating and seemed to glow as his back was towards the sunlight.
The girl, Tenten smiled at Neji's pale eyes.
"I want to go see Uncle Hiashi, I want to sit with him and have tea!"
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Ohohen: You can tell if a submission is part of this mini-story thing if the title under the title Tales of The Dragon and The Phoenix are in italics, as this one is. Others will only be underlined or something that's not just italics.
I hope you liked this one. Nothing really happens, but yeah.
Also, you might want to check me on DeviantART using the same name, as sometimes I might doodle drawings of characters in my stories and submit them on DeviantART. But I'm not the best artist, so browse at your own risk!