AN: I do not own the Naruto world of characters, believe me if I did...the world would never be the same.
Looking for BETAS. I love you and need you. Please help me.
I rubbed my nose trying to ignore two terrible things. The first was the hospital's terrible anesthetic smell. It was a small, clean, sky blue and white surgery room. Those chemicals wafted over to my operation table and unapologetically to my sensitive nose. The second terrible thing was that I had this horrid feeling at the back of my head. It was throbbing. I looked around to try and collect my thoughts.
As I traveled closer to Konoha this stupid headache was getting stronger.
I was a village away from Konohagakure and currently breaking apart chakra poisonings. (I wouldn't say I was healing them. I am not a Medical-nin by any means.) I was one of the few who could break this poison up enough to be cured. But here I am... distracted. The throbbing was terrible. Occasionally, I felt the throbbing in the past, sometimes I felt like I was going to die from the pain. But it was always short, a day of pain perhaps. Now it's different.
This pain was slow, a pounding of warning. A sign I needed to get there because something wasn't right and the throbbing had lasted months. I bit my lip to distract myself from the semi-migraine.
I had figured out that it was the connection point between myself and another person and I was making a journey to find them. Others needed my strange expertise before I reached my destination. It has been fun, full of survival surprises and grateful civilians. But I am not the travelling sort, so I have been taking my time to getting to Konoha. I have been preparing myself for the meeting with this unknown being . So many things I could say.
Only one thing I am sure to say to them, I know when I met this person I was going to tell them they need to figure their shit out. Politely, if I could. For the past 4 years this throbbing could make me terribly irritable. Last time it throbbed vibrantly for three days, I took down 2 powerful Missing-nin from our village and then proceeded to bang my head against a tree, uttering curses at I made contact.
I needed a break. So here I am. I looked down at the civilian I was currently working on, he was and older man and so close to death that I hoped he would make it through healing. I kept up my chakra routine on the man, continuing to wear down the shield. He was the last in the village and the last stop before Konoha.
I was nervous to discover what person I could have this strange connection with, but I knew we had to find a way to sever the connection or I would personally strangle them for all the trouble they've caused me.
I felt the chakra's poison shield below me break from my constant poking and prodding. I hoped whoever was causing this throbbing had nothing to do with this chakra poisoning, that would be annoying and time-consuming. The man below me sputtered awake and stared at me weakly. I was surprised at his strength, most heaved and fell back down. Not him, I respected his strength.
It was a short-lived moment.
Unfortunately, his hand started to go up my leg and he received a quick, effective blow that knocked him out.
"Your problem now, " I said sweetly, patting his shoulder and passing him off to a woman of heavy and serious proportions. She was frowning at the old pervert. I, on the other hand, remained mostly unaffected. But the closet pervert in me liked being admired by all men, young and old. Touching though, crosses a line.
I walked out of the room, leaving the strong anesthetic smell behind. The rest of the hospital, the offices and hallways, had a musty, older smell. From what I gathered it had been long unused until this poison epidemic. I went to my own personal room given to my by the kindly hospital for my service.
I changed out of the village clothes they had given me and donned on my traveling clothes. I carried a large bag full of necessities. I personally hated constant traveling for this reason. I liked nice things, fancy clothes, pretty undergarments, and showers...or baths...and oh, definitely hot springs.
I sighed, rubbing my throbbing head as I readied to leave. I pulled up my hood. I hid the symbols of Kumo and the grey to match, it was a pride thing. If I left the village of Kumo, which I did, I would be named a Missing-nin. Not that it was all my fault...more a difference of opinion. They'll catch up with me at some point. I tried not to think about it as I bit my lip and pulled the bag over my shoulder. I wasn't the strongest ninja physically, but I sure gained some muscle toting the stupid bag on my back.
I stepped outside the room. No goodbyes, no one knew my name here, I was just a helpful drifter. Now it was my time to go. A very selfish mission needed my attention. I started off into the woods, knowing the villagers were watching, if I had given them notice they probably would have given me food, had a party, or said some thank you. But mooching off civilians was not my thing, other ninjas...perhaps, but the people I was trained to protect was a big no-no.
I was a day into the woods when I sensed a familiar chakra. It was not familiar as in "Oh yay! Hey friend!" Instead it was, "Hold onto your shit and hide from this powerful sucker," kind of familiar. I tried to tone down my chakra as much a possible, I disguised my voice as much as possible, going for a gravely weird voice. I tightened the hood around me and then hid like a bug under a leaf. The result was a shinobi inside the roots of a big tree.
But of course all the precautions wouldn't stop an infamously powerful Copy-nin from noticing me. He didn't have to try very hard to scare me either. I just looked to the left for the potential threat, nothing, then to the right, nothing. I thought I was clear.
"Yo." Came the casual, lazy, half-handed wave above my head from an upside down Copy-nin. I jumped, successfully hitting my head against the roots of the bark and confirming he scared me. How did I become a ninja? In this moment, I was a shameful embarrassment. But really I had to congratulate myself on not screaming, at least I didn't blow my cover. What I found to be more embarrassing was the fact he didn't even need ninken to find me. I probably suppressed my chakra too late, he could have been following me for hours and I didn't even know it.
I crawled out of the tree, if this was going to be a fight, I would need open space. He jumped and gracefully twisted into the perfect standing position. I waited for some explanation from him. He said nothing, he was just slouching, taking in my hooded form and suppressed chakra. It took me a moment to remember that he did greet me...perhaps he was waiting on me? I remembered to keep my distorted voice as I greeted him back.
"What do you seek Copy-nin?" I asked in my throat scraping voice, I winced in pain at the sound and feeling.
"A shinobi named T." He said casually, not giving a rhyme or reason. My heart thumped, in Kumo I was called T. Shit, had they already caught up to me? And they sent the legendary Kakashi of the Sharingan at the first attempt to capture me. Someone in Kumogakure really wanted me dead. I wasn't that big of a threat. It was all a big misunderstanding with snakes and birth parents. I could barely remember it all.
"Okay." I replied gravelly again. I hope I didn't need to keep this up. He just stared at me, head almost tilted like I was a strange beast he needed to study. I was shuffling under the stare. I began to knead my hooded cloak. A nervous habit of mine and a way my mother could pinpoint my lies.
"You are T." He stated with a shrug. I rolled my eyes. Really, is this all we were going to do. State things in as few words as possible, fine, game on.
"Okay." I confirmed, feeling a little more confident since I was still breathing. I leaned against the roots of the tree, looking him up and down beneath my hood. I liked what I could see, the personality needed a little work.
Again he tilted his head at me. He seemed to be waiting for me to say more, but I was not in the mood to give more, especially when you can't find it in your vocabulary to tell me what is going on. I looked annoyed and I think he knew it. He had this eye that seemed to crinkle at my annoyance, much to my annoyance.
"Let's go." He said after awhile, not really caring to question why I was being so short with him. I fumed a little. He signaled me to follow him as he sprinted into the trees. I realized I had a choice, I could make this really easy or really hard.
If I made it hard, I could die. Perhaps not by this shinobi, but they would not stop sending others, especially if I escaped this one. If I made it easy, maybe we all could put this behind us, talk peace, and have some sake. But I had realized earlier, he wasn't trying to kill me. So... Of course I was going to make this hard.
With a few quick hand seals I was out of there and leaping toward Konohagakure. I wanted to know the person behind my terrible, migraine-like headaches and no silver-haired legend would stop me...
Which is easier to say than do. My three-hour journey there brought no problems. He didn't catch me once. But once I hit the village and the throbbing got worse I realized something; This particular silver-haired pretty boy was quiet, he used his chakra to quiet his footsteps and followed me the whole time. Obviously I thought it was a stupid thing to do if you can sense chakra.
Why waste more chakra on making yourself quiet when they enemy can already sense you? Maybe he was naturally silent, that was a horrid thought. Forever sneaky... He could get away with anything.
More likely he had quite the stamina for a ninja. On a strange perverted note as I looked at that backside I thought of other ways to put the stamina to use. I shook my head, get it together girl. Ogle the enemy, real smart. Now snap back to reality gutter mind.
If he was angry, would he kill me? Sharingan me until I wanted to die? Who knew? He casually walked up next to me. He didn't show an ounce of emotion, years of ANBU did him wonders. He didn't lay a single finger on me, he just waited for me to say something. But I wasn't going to give him what he wanted. I looked anywhere but him. I could just feel his stare on me. I was kneading my cloak in nervousness. I looked back into his eyes to challenge him.
This was a mistake. Suddenly I felt like ropes were around me, binding me in place. I couldn't move. It was a basic ANBU trick, I should have remembered the Temporary Paralysis Technique. Kakashi would be a high enough level to use it without seals. It made sense. I fought it, knowing with enough time I could break it, being a high-level shinobi myself.
I didn't have much time to escape before my captor grabbed me and flung me across his shoulder. I was already breaking his paralysis trick. "Let go of me, old man!" I screamed, he didn't even buckle as I began to squirm.
But he did stop to think for a moment. From my vantage point, I could feel the very attractive rumble as his voice spilled out, mockingly. " I don't know which I prefer. The toad voice or this banshee." I started to beat on his back, my hand slipping inside my hood for a weapon, any weapon would do.
"I wouldn't do that," he chimed in lightly, like he was saying hello to an old friend. I tried anyway, my paralysis was almost gone. But shock came over me as I was moved from his shoulders to his chest. When did he have time to do that? And it is very unfair putting a closet pervert against a perfectly well-toned chest, didn't he know we feel everything?
"You can't make me go anywhere!" I flailed, clearly no threat to him says the crinkle of his eye.
"Just look at the poison victims in the hospital, then leave." He began jumping buildings to his destination. I stopped flailing and looked up to his masked face. So he wasn't taking me to Kumo? I just needed to look at more poisoned people. I can deal with that. No wonder he didn't want me dead or didn't stop me from coming this way.
I started to turn really red. I saw the big picture now. I really had made everything easier on him. He was lucky I wanted to stop this poison from spreading, or I would have been fighting much more.
"You could of just said that in the first place." I fumed out with embarrassment.
He didn't even need to bat an eye as he retorted with the nonchalance of a sloth, "I thought it was obvious. It should be right?" He waited for a reply, but I never gave one. I would be damned with truth or lie anyway. I bit my lip to take away the thoughts.
We reached the Konohagakure's inner village and I sighed. I felt the thought-sucking pain. I knew where this was heading. The person I was looking for was poisoned. That was my kind of luck.
"Great!" I exclaimed to no one in particular. But of course a silver haired ninja would hear me, and be as observant as ever.
"You seem happy." He deadpanned, not saying or explaining once again. That seemed to be his M.O.
I couldn't help but sigh in annoyance and tuck closer into his chest. I have priorities and he wasn't complaining.
As he was jumping through the village I noticed the hospital. It took him mere minutes to jump across the landscape and land in the window. The throbbing became unbearable. I grabbed my head and leaned against the window we had just come through.
The pink haired girl didn't even take notice of us. I guessed she was the cause of my handicap. Kakashi had the decency to look at me concerned. I pulled my thoughts together with a creased brow and pointed to the pink haired Medical-nin.
"Stop her now! She is dying!" I painfully hissed out. I was one of the privileged few to witness the pure shock on a lead ANBU shinobi's face as he looked to where my finger pointed. It was in that moment I heard her yell with all her lasting strength, "I can do this!" I shook my head, no, she really can't.
"Stop her now." I urgently yelled this time, really concerned. She looked ready to faint. This experimental poison was deadly to victims and their healers.
"Sakura!" He shouted quickly and began to pull on her. I took this moment to collect myself and briefly meet my secret tormentor. I say briefly because I knew her eyes wouldn't be open for long. I could feel her fading.
AN: What did you think? Not who you expected?
What needs work? I love feedback, good and bad. I know I need a BETA, badly. I am a terrible editor and this is my first piece. I hope you liked it. I enjoyed writing out this idea since I started Naruto.
Question of the chapter: If you were in Naruto, what abilities would you like to have?