All right, I know what you're going to say. Something along the lines of "WTF?! Katie! Another story?! No way finish the other ones right now bitch!" am I correct? Weee-eeell about that. I promise I will finish the majority of my stories. It just may take me a bit. And I've had this story in mind for a while now and I can't take it in my head any more. You try having an active imagination in private school! It's hard. Okey dokey onto the story!
DISCLAIMER: no….
DEDICATION: hm…well Marta I guess for getting me into the series…
The sunlight bathed the room, shining through the window and falling across the room in bars.
"Furthermore, we are making it mandatory this year, instead of having the preliminary one on one battles now there will be a recess. 2 weeks, during which you, all of you," he looked at the sand siblings and the sound village nins. "That is, if you want to be a part of this exam. You all will be taught by the best." The octogenarian (A/N we're pretending for our own purposes that he is 89) Hokage looked around the room at the young men and women before him.
They were, for the most part, dead on their feet; bruised, bloody and broken; dirty and torn; ripped, and scratched, having just made it out of the Forest of Death as Anko had lovingly named it. Some looked relieved at having some time to rest up before the finals. Others looked pissed at having to wait to crush the competition.
"Hey, hey, old man, just who are these "best" that'll be teaching us, huh?" Naruto piped up.
The man smiled, "you'll see." Naruto pouted.
The young ninja's filed out of the building in clumps, chattering and complaining. Sasuke was one of the last people to exit. The bite on his neck twinged, making him wince. He sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets. He could see Sakura and Naruto hanging back, waiting for him to catch up.
"Hello," a quiet, female voice said very close to his ear.
He started and turned quickly. There was no one near him but about 20 feet or so away from him a group of teens were lounging on the wall of the building under the overhang. They looked his age maybe a year or 2 older. They didn't seem to take notice of the other teens milling about and were conversing amongst themselves.
One of them, a tall, brown haired boy, had his back to him and was talking in low tones to a pale girl dressed in a long, overly large, black trench coat with a deep hood. It hid her features well enough that all he could see of her face was a pale nose and startling violet, pupil less eyes shining out of the shadows thrown across her face by the hood.
He shuddered under her unrelenting gaze as she conversed with the handsome boy, her eyes never leaving him.
"Hello," that same voice repeated, sounding slightly irritated and amused at his silence. He realized with a start that the voice wasn't close to his ear, it was in his head.
"Hello," he muttered under his breath, feeling foolish.
She was still talking to the brown haired boy and her eyes still hadn't left him.
"Speak up. Or at least accentuate more. It's hard to read your lips when you mumble." Though he couldn't see her mouth he could tell she was grinning.
He sighed. "Who. Are. You?" he asked forming the words with his mouth, over accenting on purpose.
There was a pregnant pause as if she was afraid she would burst out laughing or over reveal herself.
The boy she had been talking to the entire time turned around suddenly as if he had been called and Sasuke was brushed aside from the doorway as the Hokage motioned for the teens to come in.
The girl pulled her hood down and she was stunning in a cold way, her expression guarded. Her eyes caught his one more time and the corners of her mouth twitched as she thought about smiling.
"Lets talk again sometime." And with that she looked away and followed her friends, disappearing into the inner workings of the building.
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" So everything is prepared for the students then?" the Hokage demanded.
"Yes sir." Haka answered in her soft, misty voice.
His tone softened, " and how is Idris?"
She answered as she always did, "she is doing well, she just turned 4."
Nitesh looked extremely uncomfortable.
Her voice had an edge to it. "You all are dismissed, the Hokage and I have important things to discuss."
Nitesh cleared his throat, preparing to say something.
"I said, you are dismissed." Her voice was icy. Nitesh looked annoyed but knew better than to cross her so he left, closing the door behind him.
"He mustn't know about Idris until it's time." The Hokage said.
"Of course."
"You won't have to kill him like with his brother. He will be your husband. You will be very happy with each other."
Haka nodded, her face void of emotions. "Yes sir."
"Deal with that curse seal right away, then escort them to the house as soon as he is well enough to travel. We can't have him falling in to the wrong hands."
"Yes sir."
"You are our last hope, Haka. This mission must not fail."
"Yes sir."
"Very well, you are dismissed. Oh, and I'd like to come and visit Idris soon. Would that be alright?"
"We would be delighted for your company sir."
"Have as many teams at the house as possible before tomorrow's sunrise."
"Classes will begin in two days sir." And with that she left.
Nitesh and their teams were waiting outside for her.
She pulled her hood up to cover her face again.
"Your orders?" Kilala said.
"Split up, I want all the teams at the house before sunrise, classes start in two days."
"And you?" Nitesh asked.
"I'm having a little chat with Hatake Kakashi." They didn't move, wondering what she meant. "Well? What are you waiting for? Go! Before they all get home and snuggled in." They all disappeared in to the night, except for Nitesh.
Haka turned so her back was facing him, staring out into the dark night.
"Why is it that you disobey my direct order?" she asked softly.
He raked one hand through his mop of long brown hair, the silver ball hanging from a chain in his ear glittering in the cast off light from the building. "He's making you do it again isn't he? Goddamnit Haka, why don't you just say no? He can't make you do this. Use you like a genetic farm until you can't do it any more. Its not right."
Her silence wasn't encouraging yet not imposing. He knew she was listening intently.
"it's just…I care about what happens to you and Idris…maybe he's not the right choice…Him being of Uchiha blood doesn't make him a good man…I mean…his brother…" he faded off when her eyes darkened at the mention of Itachi.
"Itachi is dead. He was a monster, a poison that ruined everything it touched. Sasuke is a good man because he is the same as me." She turned and cupped his face with one hand; he leaned in to her touch.
"I know you worry because you care deeply for me but I ask you to trust my judgment. The Hokage is a good man also, who just wants the best for his people. I am their savior, I must make sacrifices."
She closed her eyes, delving in to his thoughts, "don't believe that because you were not born in to a gift that you are not as good as one who was." Her thumb brushed his cheek and then she pulled away and returned to looking at the darkness. "Leave me."
Nitesh disappeared in to the darkness. She stared in to the darkness for a few moments more then she too disappeared in to the darkness.
Haka's speech is a little awkward isn't it? That's just the way she sounds in my mind I suppose. Well…uh…tell me how you like it? (hopeful). Toodles. :D