Title: Maines Froid, Coeur Chaud (Cold Hands, Warm Heart.)
Author: Ladye Black
Warnings: Shounen ai, swearing, slight underage-ness, and watch out for random Japanese.
Spoilers: Well, yes and no, I think. Depends on how you look at it...or where you are in the series.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Disclaimer: Not mine, probably never will be (Dammit!)
Notes: This was actually going to be longer, but I started on another fic, so I cut this short and made a couple of revisions. Also, this is now known to be AU. I'm revising after the first writing.
Chapter 1
Sasuke stared down in disdain at his hands. Before training had started with Kakashi, he had thought himself in good shape. After a year with Orochimaru, he thought that there was no way he'd be literally wearing the skin off of his hands.
But, no, here he was fighting against Naruto's pervert sennin, Jaraiya, and his hands were suffering. Badly.
"So, young one, have you had enough?"
Sasuke hated being called 'young'. It implied frailty. And Sasuke was by no means frail.
The Pervert Sennin, on the other hand, was amazed by Sasuke's resilience. The dark-haired boy had been fighting him for over an hour, getting up time and again. He grinned, Kakashi was one hell of a lucky man to have this kid under his tutelage.
Carefully wiping his hands on his pants, Sasuke again stood up. Keeping still until he could stop panting, he thought of his plan. Up front attacking wasn't working. He had known it wouldn't before he finished his first attack, but he kept at it, knowing that the sennin currently training him might be thrown off by his persistence in attacking. Perhaps it was time for a slightly different tactic.
"No," he finally answered and launched another attack. This time, he carefully gathered what was left of his chakra into the swirling ball that Naruto had, at one time, almost killed him with. His right hand screamed in pain as his chakra gathered onto his palm. This would be his final attack.
Running as fast as he could, Sasuke practically flew at the other man. Jaraiya watched, almost with amusement, as the weakening boy came at him...until he caught sight of Sasuke's hand. 'Shit', he thought as he prepared to defend himself. 'I didn't think he had enough chakra left for something like that!'
Sasuke delivered the attack and the Pervert Sennin started to dance away from the boy's hand. What he almost didn't see, though, was the boy bringing his other hand around, another Rasengan swirling on his palm. The grey-haired man dodged, but still caught the tail end of the attack. It was enough, however, to knock him back a few feet...and nearly into unconsciousness.
A few moments later, he sat up and looked for his student. He found Sasuke lying on the ground about 10 meters away, completely out.
'Well, looks like he used up all his chakra.' The man picked Sasuke up and carried him to his frog. It had only been a test, so the sennin hadn't used his frogs, though he could have and Sasuke still would have held his own. The boy was powerful, of that there was no question. He had been able to control the Seal while using chakra. That took a great amount of control and will-power.
The sennin looked at the boy he held in his arms. He knew this one would be great, but for what, was still unknown and in the future.
"Well, better take ya to see Kakashi. Hopefully, he won't bust my ass too hard for this...hopefully." The Pervert Sennin hopped onto his frog, and held onto Sasuke as they made their way to Kakashi's house.
To be continued...
Well, that's the first, so how was it? Do you want the rest? Don't worry, Kakashi is in the rest, I promise. -goes to hide in her reinforced steel tree-