DISCLAMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS MY ONLY POSSESSION IS THIS SLIGHTLY ROTTING COMPUTER, AND I DONT EVEN OWN THAT...
Summary:- while on a mission, Naruto get terribly hurt and is left to die. Will a certain white-haired Sannin come to the rescue or will Naruto die cursing the world...
Life or Death, Whats to choose?
Tap! Tap! Tap! was the only sound that could be heard from the well-defined blond that raced through the trees, a slim fox mask covering his face. He was wearing the traditional ANBU uniform, and his blond, sunbleached hair had streaks of pale orange flicked in. He could see the clearing up ahead, the suns rays shining through the leaves, illuminating the lithe blond that had stopped to wait on a thick branch for his sensei. Reaching up with his long fingers he pulled off the clean white mask, showing his narrow, handsome face. His eyes were crystalline blue, with hints of white and gray flicked through. Apon his cheeks he adorned 3 whiskar like scars, which oddly seemed toadd to his beauty instead of deduct from it. His slightly tanned hand ran through the blond locks, feeling the silkyness that comforted him. This was Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto, an elite Jounin by the age of 15, ANBU by 18. Many feared this boy as tales of his feats spread through villages and towns, but he was trusted as much as he was feared.
"Kuso, Ero-sennin where are you, im getting hot..." the blond hottie sighed as persperation trailed down the side of his face, the sun ever shining onto him .Lowering his guard was the first mistake our blond bundle made as he sat apon the branch, closing his eyes drowsily. Leaning his back against the vast trunck of the oak he dozed off, his mind wandering. That was his second mistake. Five enemy ninja, from the village of rain, leaped out catching the blond unawares. Jumping onto the next branch just in time to miss the poisened end of a whip he let out a cry as it wrapped itself around his leg, tearing the delicate tanned flesh. the poison seeped into the exposed tear, the effects already happening. Leaping out of the enemy ninjas grasp he landed on a higher branch, his torn leg gingerly supporting his weight. Two of the nin persued him, kunais glinting in there hands. drawing some shuriken he aimed with deadly presision, hitting them both in the neck, slicing through the vain which kept them breathing. Breathing hard, he ignored the stabbing pains that wracked his chest and flew forward, a kunai hidden in his out he killed another two ninja, cutting through their spinal cord swiftly.
Facing the last nin, ha knew he wouldnt be able to hold off the poisons effects for much longer. Desperately hoping that jiraiya-sensei would get there soon he charged at the black haired nin, anger blazing in his now deep red eyes. As he dug the kunai ino the ninjas chest he felt the long poisoned blade of the kantana slice into his stomach, blood spurting everywhere.
the world started fading and he felt himself falling...falling...
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