Cure Me

This was a challenge a friend of mine wanted me to do. The challenge was to do an AnkoxKabuto pairing since barely any exist whatsoever. I'm going to try my hardest to make this work so bare with me. This is also my first SERIOUS fan fic. Please read and review and let me know what you think so far.

Chapter 1

The morning sun of spring shines down on the dew covered grass of Konoha. The citizens go about there day as usual with smiles across their faces. Everyone seems to be happy no matter what the circumstances. God, what an awful lie. So many people still remain scarred from their loses of families, friends, and encounters with their terrible pasts that they kept locked away from memory over years. There is one person who suffers from her past…

"Hello, Anko! Did you get the package I sent you today?" asked Iruka, running up to her very eagerly. Anko, who was trying to talk an elderly lady into giving her the last dango, looks up.

"Oh, hello Iruka. You mean the extra kitchen stuff?" she responded happily.

He slowed his pace once he made it to Anko's side. A look of disappointment covers his face.

"Heh, no…that wasn't it…" he blushes looking away"

Anko raises a brow and gave a joking smirk.

"I'm just kidding, I got your package. The candies and cook books right?"

Iruka nods happily

"Thank you so much, I've been wanting a book to give me some tips on cooking, I'm terrible at it still"

She gives him a quick friendly hug not knowing that it actually made his day, so much that the blush he had was now more prominent. Anko, however was oblivious to it and just realizes that the lady she was begging with left with the dango she desperately wanted.

"Curse my easily distracted mind" she pouted.

"Well, I got to go finish up the day, I'll catch up with you later!"

Hearing her voice, Iruka snaps out of his fantasy daze and she was gone.

Oh, man I really need to take a break from him. Every since I've asked him to help me build back my apartment he's been coming over more often then needed. Ugh, he's so nerdy… She makes it to the nearby Ichiraku ramen shop. It hasn't been getting many customers like it used to before the attack of Konoha from the village of the sound. The citizens have been far too busy repairing there homes and working hard making money, so spending money on a ramen shop was last on their minds. That is unless you're Naruto or Anko.

"Good evening miss Mitarashi. Back again I see." said the shop owner.

"Good evening. Yeah…I'm probably driving you crazy showing up here almost everyday." Anko said.

"Oh, it's no problem at all, besides Naruto and a few others we still haven't been getting many customers. I'm starting to get worried that we may have to close up shop soon if things don't get better."

"I'm sure things should pick up soon. The village seems to be running at a steady pace from what I'm seeing"

A man wearing a trench coat and hood walks in. The female waiter asks the man how's his day and he responds by asking for plain water. The shop keeper and Anko give an awkward look from the rude respond.

"I'm still amazed that there are still rude people around here even after the attack" Anko said ruffled.

"I wouldn't worry about it too much. So is there anything particular you want or the usual?" the shop keeper suggests.

"Eh, I guess the usual."

"I hope this isn't affecting you as far as money" he says as he tells the cook the order.

"Oh, it's fine. Trust me."

After finishing up at the ramen shop. Anko leaves and heads towards her home in the apartment complex. She walks up to her door and unlocks it. She walks inside and removes her shoes and coat. Drained, she plops her self on her coach. There's not much furniture in her place. She's donated some stuff away to some families who lost most of theirs and some to gain money. As she laid there gaining some energy back, she starts rubbing the bridge of her nose. Before she new it, she had dozes off. Some time passes and she woke up to a feather tickling her nose.

"What the Hell?" she said a little shocked grabbing at it and investigating a possible place it may came from. She looks back at it and it slowly vanishes before her very own eyes. Instead of freaking out like most people would do she just sat there with a bewildered look on her face.

"Wow, that was random." She shakes it off and gets up. "I need to take a shower. I think this busy day has drove me crazy…"

She walks off to her bathroom, turns on the water, and runs her hand under it to check the temperature. Satisfied, she takes down her hair and removes her clothing and slips into the shower. She stands there letting her body soak first closing her eyes to meditate. This moment of quietness was shattered when she heard a loud noise outside her door. She kept quiet and turns the shower off. Quickly, she grabs a towel and sprang out of the shower almost falling flat on her ass. She catches her balance and walks towards the bathroom door turning the light off. Slowly she opens the door to see what the commotion was about (luckily it wasn't the usual squeaky doors). As she opens it more, the light from the living room spills across her soaked face. In that instant all the power in her apartment went out. SHIT, whoever's in here must've shut the power off!

She gets into defensive mode, the apartment now completely dark thanks to a random cloud covering the moon's rays. This pissed her off even more. She crouches and crab-walks out the bathroom still in her towel. Calming down once she makes it to her living room she focuses on sensing any possible chakra the person she believes to be in her apartment might be giving off. Nothing. This person must have good chakra control or maybe I AM going crazy!

She hears slight footsteps across her creaky floor coming close to her, and then they speed up. In that instant a person shaped like a man comes charging at her with a kunai in his hand. Anko flips on her back and stops the kunai with both her feet. She pushes the person back with her legs with enough force to send them into the wall behind him. She quickly spins to her feet while the man is stunned.

"Who the hell are you?!" She asks sternly.

There was no answer, instead, the man comes back at her making another attempt to slash her. She haphazardly side steps him, confusion on her face, amazed at the sloppiness with his attacks. He swung at her again and she jumps back countering it with a swift punch to the gut. He staggers back then grabs his footing and tries one more time wildly. Anko grabs his fist with the kunai and puts him in a shoulder lock. The man struggles franticly risking dislocation of the shoulder.

"Stay still or else your shoulder will he popped out of the socket. Now I'll ask you again…"

The moment that was said, she felt the joints in his shoulder loosen away along with a loud pop. Now with his arm out of the socket and flexible there, he twists and swiftly slashes at Anko's faces. She moves her head in time to only get a deeps gash in her cheek instead of her neck. He comes around again. Still holding his limp arm, she grabs the other hand before it makes contact with flesh. She takes the kunai out of his hand with her teeth and spits it out on the floor.

"DAMMIT! You tell me why you are here before I have to get serious!!"

The man struggles again hopelessly. Frustrated, Anko readies to knee him in the back when suddenly two swift forces slices her in the back of her arms not leaving any signs of cuts. The feelings in her arms go numb and painful and she loses her grip on the man, arms falling to her sides.

"Ugh, what the hell?"

Shocked from the surprise she feels two more slashes on the back of her thigh like scalpels to tendons. She falls crashing to the floor belly first. In pain and shock, she looks up to see what the man she was fighting was going to do.

"There's no way, there is no way you could of hit me from behind! Even if it was some strange jutsu, I had both of your hands so you wouldn't be able to do any hand signs...who or what are you?"

To be continued...