All right everyone, this is my very first fanfic. I've created new characters and themes to work around with, and I'm sorry to say that Naruto is NOT a main character in this story. His apprentice, however, will have a large role in the story, but still not the main character. One main character is an invented one, while the other is an existing, incredibly underdeveloped and untouched character in the Narutoverse. A couple of things to say before I let you read this baby.
The biggest thing is that I left a few loose ends pertaining to character traits and development on purpose. The reason was to put the reader, hopeful you, who's reading this now, can get the feeling of being dropped off into a somewhat familiar, but still very different world. Some characters are unnamed until the very end of this chapter to further develop the feeling of not knowing exactly who's who, but getting an idea. Major character development will be in next chapter, so don't fret.
I suck at battles. I'm sitting here, proofreading, praying to god that people understand exactly what's going on in the coming fight (you'll get to it soon). I really hope that I'm wrong about my ability to illustrate a fight, and if I prove my pessimistic statement right, I apologize.
I've tried to keep *most* of the characters accurate in abilities and personality, but you'll see changes to different characters' (Im really overusing that word aren't I) throughout this series. Already you'll see two new jutsu in this chapter that are pretty strange.
Naruto will have a big change. Since he really is only a side character I thought I'd help the atmosphere of the story as well as do some fan service by making him famous, constantly referenced by anyone and everyone. He may not actually appear for a bit, though
This chapter is LONG. I'm talking 7,064 words long, nt including this intro. Most likely I won't make another chapter as long as this one, but we'll see. I'd like to hear your opinion on that.
Disclaimer: Blah Blah Blah, I don't own Naruto, Blah Blah Blah..
Final thing: A review would be really awesome of you guys. I really just want to know what you think of it and how it can be improved. Without your opinion I can't make the story better, so please, please leave a review to say you loved it, hated it, whatever. No matter what you say it would really mean a lot to me.
beginning of chapter
It was a simple night. The light of the waning moon reflected on any metal surface in its wake, instantly brightening the expansive city laid out below. A cool wind rushed across the night air, gently pulling blades of grass with it as it passed. Nothing made a sound, barring the crickets that chattered lightly throughout the summer nights.
In the city there was peace. Streetlights revealed a few rebellious friends up after curfew. They laughed and spoke quietly, but each turned their heads around in succession, on watch for the captors, namely their parents, that would end their fun. Most windows were shut, but a few were slightly ajar, radiating bright yellow light onto the buildings adjacent. One open window in particular would beckon the curiosity in anyone that happened to be looking there. In the window two lovers joyfully shared the night in bed. They cast long shadows on the wall of the room, replicating every action to perfection.
A lone figure sat and watched all of this from a stone lock of hair of the Fifth Hokage that jutted out from the canyon rock face that overlooked the city. The figure looked up at the stars to find one in particular; the North star. They say that the North star always guides a noble man home. Noble the man was not, but he figured it was worth a shot. The figure traced a line from the star to the ground, slowly transcending upon the city. He sighed and leaned back on his hands; he had drawn this line multiple times that night…
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Although the Hidden Leaf was called a village, it was truly a city in and of itself. Housing more people than any other of the five ninja villages, as well as being the largest, should certainly put itself among the largest cities in the Land of Fire, or even in the 5 Great Shinobi Nations. The village certainly grew since the 4th Shinobi World War 7 years ago. In fact, everything seems to have changed. The city has rebuilt and expanded, due to the leveling of the surrounding area during Naruto Uzumaki's famed fight with Pain. The village still had a homey kind of feel to it, but a bit newer and more chic look. More TV screens and glass was utilized throughout the city, and the metal used for siding had a material in it that allowed it shine in the light. Red metal roofs were still the villages trademark, though, albeit with more glamor to it than before. The Hokage's building was made taller with a more steep slope, preventing enemy ninja from climbing it's walls.
While the Hokage's building had been modified the Hokage herself was still Tsunade, the busty slug princess and legendary medic. Her appearance hadn't changed a bit, using one of her jutsu to keep the blonde mistress looking young, to every man in the village's delight. But, of course, to a man's glee came a woman's jealousy. She was the object of envy and scorn from all of the women that had laid eyes on her. They all wished that they could look like her, or be as renowned as her, or be able to walk around town shamelessly getting piss-drunk without a care in the world like her. Oh yes, her demise would be the death of the village, but to some particularly self conscious (and completely insane) women, it was more than all right. But despite the mixed feelings of the female population, Tsunade was overall adored as a Hokage, with the entire village willing to follow her orders at a moment's notice.
At her side was the Deputy, a new position of power in the Leaf, created 4 years ago. The Deputy acted as a mixture between the Hokage's adviser, bodyguard, and major general. The Deputy's role was absurdly important in the order of succession as well; if a Hokage did not designate a successor before their retirement or death, the Deputy would automatically assume the position. Shizune was obviously the first asked to become the Deputy, seeing as she had been doing the job long before the position was created, but she declined, proclaiming that she was not fit to be a Hokage if the above circumstance had occurred. Instead, Tsunade appointed the only other one fit for the position. Kakashi Hatake had assumed the role of Deputy a few days later.
Moreover, there was another position that followed the Deputy in rank called the Vise. The Vise was basically a dumbed-down Deputy. He or she had the same roles as the Deputy, but to a lesser extent, and his military power was stifled by the two higher-ups if deemed necessary. Moreover, if both the Deputy and Hokage step down or die before designating a successor, the Vise must also get a vote from the townspeople to be able to become Hokage. Although, even with these restrictions, the Vise had incredible political and military power as the third highest ranking member of the Village Hidden in the Leaves.
The Vise was named Katsumi Morokata (Ka-tsu-me More-O-kata), the highest ranking ANBU Black Ops shinobi, apparently. Not much was know about him when he was first appointed as the Vise, but over the past 4 years he had become a distinguished, respected, and trusted member of the leaf. He was a kind man, if not overly strict when it came to things that he was passionate about. And passionate he was — almost to a fault. He had an almost maniacal sense of duty for his village, willing to give his life a thousand times over to protect it. Of course, he also had a love for other things. He had gone to an island away from the Land of Fire on a top secret mission and had brought back its culture. He had grown to love the strange fruit called pineapple, and persuaded Tsunade to allow him to plant a few trees across the village. He consumed these awkward, prickly fruits with fervor, and even credited his good health to them. The weird shinobi also enjoyed playing a beat on metallic drums from time to time to get himself focused. He even carried around a set of bongos on his back to play for the amusement of himself and the citizens passing by. It was a famous rumor among the shinobi that he used them as a weapon as well, though it held no weight and had eventually dissipated into the wind. But despite all of his colorful 'island habits', as people in the Leaf called it, he was still carrying a rather bland personality that came with the ANBU environment. Whenever he wasn't absurdly energetic about his passions he was almost stiff as board. He preferred to be by himself mostly, and when he was among people he would act overly tense and serious with a frowning face similar to what one might make while taking a shit. But his forte was his death stare. Much like Captain Yamato he possessed a stare that could halt wind currents. His stares, observant, judging, and strategic, granted him the nickname "The Black Bailiff". He didn't seem to mind the name, but overtly corrected those who were to let the epithet slip while in earshot.
He was a strange one, that Katsumi.
But of course, the most change came from the shinobi. The next generation had completely taken over due to loss of several of the older ninja. The academy students of 7 years ago were now teaching academy students today. The famed fiery Naruto-clone Konohamaru from the Sarutobi clan was now a 19-year-old chunin, constantly complaining to Tsunade with increasing failure about his lack of a rank upgrade to the highly touted Jonin.
Oh, and another thing about the Hokage; it was very, Very, VERY wise not to piss her off. Some teenage citizen jokingly hung sign on a pineapple tree besides the Hokage's building that read: "Warning: Before you stare at her boobs, keep in mind that she is faster than you, stronger than you, more skilled than you, and most importantly, more merciless than you. Furthermore, touching the woman's assets may lead to forced gender reassignment. Proceed with caution". To this day the sign is kept on the tree and cherished by comedians around the village.
Of course, this rule was broken time and time again by the pesky Konohamaru. He dared not to touch her gargantuan breasts lest the castration warning be fulfilled, but boy did he get on Tsunade's nerves. At least once every conversation with her did he bring up his rank and lack of promotion, and Tsunade hated this with every beautiful cell in her body. She even went as far as to threaten demoting him to genin to stifle his constant pleading.
He was definitely Naruto, she would confirm to herself.
A rumor was even passed around that konohamaru was a mutated shadow clone of Naruto's that had become almost permanent. It went as far as to say that given hard enough of a whack, the mule-stubborn chunin would vanish with a signature shadow clone "poof". This lead to a few villagers approaching Konohamaru, proceeding to knock the piss out him and fleeing the scene before the flustered Sarutobi could had skillfully created and spread the rumor to mess with the kid, and when confronted by Konohamaru she even more cleverly framed Naruto. Naruto was confounded by his now furious rival for weeks.
Meanwhile Udon and Moegi, now also chunin, were still hanging around with Konohamaru. The Three Musketeers, as those from their class would call them, went on every mission together, and were known for their incredible teamwork. The team refused to be lead by anyone other than Konohamaru (which contributed to the restriction of Konohamaru becoming a jonin), getting them into trouble again and again.
Tsunade called them The Three Brats of the Leaf for their stubbornness and immaturity. Even the docile Udon stuck to his best friends' rash methods, albeit with restraint, earning criticism from the person he least desired to scold him; Moegi. He had developed quite the crush for the rosy — cheeked kunoichi. His hesitance to rush in balls-out sparked the annoyance of the teammate he desired most, but was still unable to shake his diffident ways.
Udon's pain and valiant struggle for his teammate's affection was that meant for shitty chick-flicks. Every time he would be turned down the audience (made up mostly of teenage girls and their now dying-of-boredom boyfriends) would moan "Awwww," and when (if) he actually succeeded in wooing Moegi the audience would shout and cry like newborns that had just come out of the womb. Still, the effort was admirable, however pathetic, and very much a driving force for the young chunin.
Although the likes of Konohamaru did not make Jonin, a few students were actually accepted to this high position. A few students were hailed as geniuses straight from the academy. They had shown such rapid growth that their rank had grown more rapidly than their height. There was but one, though, who was praised as the very best young shinobi since Naruto Uzumaki…
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Meanwhile a genius was just emerging from one of the hot springs in downtown Konoha. A towel that this genius held in its right hand was casually tossed into a basket without the holder breaking their stride. The stride was a light stroll that lead the genius to a small nearby red bridge sitting just bellow the 4th hokage's chin. The genius looked up at the Hokage faces, carved in stone on the cliff marking the Hidden Leaf's boundaries, and envisioned being carved there as well. The genius' mind drifted as its eyes looked up…
And found something that looked suspicious. Something moving on the 5th Hokage's hair. Before the genius could think to react the object of her suspicion leapt down upon her and landed just a pace behind her, facing away, completely unharmed.
"I thought I'd find you here" The genius reached for its kunai with one hand while forming a seal with the other at the sound of the stranger's voice, smooth and brash. "I've received orders to meet with you". The stranger straightened up his body, braced for the long drop that he had landed from a moment ago. He then turned to face the genius. He had a soft face with large brown eyes and a small smile. His face was wide but sharp, without a hint of fat on him. It would be deemed by many as a perfect face barring a scar on his left cheek that looked almost like a slanted 'T,' with the longer vertical line facing upwards and to right, seemingly pointing to his nose. He wore his blood-red hair straight, with a shorter straight lock draping over the middle of his forehead. It covered the bulk of the leaf design on his headband and ended just before the space between his eyes. He wore longer locks hanging by the outline of his face and ending at his scar. Longer hair rested at back and outlined his face in red. He looked about the young genius' age - 17
"I didn't think the person I was looking for was so…," he paused to look the genius up and down playfully. Said genius was grinding her teeth, daring him to say something out of line, and he chose to accept what would follow. "…cute".
"What did you say to me?" Normally the genius loved to be complemented, especially on her appearance, but from someone she never met before, seemingly waiting for her? Stalking her? The thought alone made her queasy.
Speaking of looks, our genius had them in spades. She wore rather tight, but not overly constricting leather ninja pants that ended at her sandals, which had a slightly higher heel than others. Her pants are never seen meeting her top. Instead, purple bandages were wrapped around her waist, descending diagonally to the left before ending at her hips with a horizontal wrap. The rest of the bandages were wrapped into a large knot of a bow tied on the back of her hips that extended up and out from her body and could be seen while she's facing you. Above that the genius wore a low cut, v-neck blue shirt with a Yin-Yang symbol just below her diaphragm. The shirt was split in half vertically; one half was a creamy light blue while the other was a deeper, darker shade. She had made it tight on her body and and around her arms, showing off her curves. Of course, the only way she could get away with this state of dress without being chewed out by her father was to wear a small blue poncho while at home to cover her "overly sexual" top, as her father had put it. On top of the shirt sat a dark blue sash with the standard leaf headband plate resting on her chest.
While she wore it to show that her home village was close to her heart, frankly most of the men she met used it as an excuse to stare at her beasts. Those all-important organs, by the way, were very large for her frame, making them look even bigger, but still nowhere near the size of tsunade's legendary rack.
Above her sash she wore black mesh that ended just below her collar bone. Her face was delicate and round, giving her an almost younger look, with long dark — brown parted bangs. One lock of hair played on this genius' face similar to her stalker's, but her's was longer and thinner, reaching down to her nose before veering off to the left, finally ending on the outline of her face near the left cheek. The face itself was a bit round, with full (but not chubby) cheeks, and a tiny chin and without a cleft, making a rounded v-like shape. She reluctantly wore scarce amounts of makeup to clan meetings and visits with the Hokage, but for nothing more. Still, even while bare her cheeks was tinted in a soft, rosy pink color even without blushing. Her oval eyes housed silver pupil-less irises that shone like two full moons on a cloudless night. Yes, the Hyuga girl had changed in a humber of ways since Naruto's tale.
"Hanabi Hyuga" He said with his butter-smooth voice. His voice almost sounded like waves against a beach. Sliding perfectly between loud and soft, high and low pitch, flowing endlessly in a constant gradual shift. It was hypnotizing, and damn did it drive Hanabi insane! Just hearing of this freak speaking her name with that voice sparked an anger louder and more distinguishable than fireworks.
"Just what do you want from me you fucking creep!" Hanabi scathingly let the profanity slingshot from her mouth with a heated anger, raising by the second. She lifted her kunai protectively over her torso, just above her other hand, hand sign kept in position. She bent her knees and leaned forwards, bracing herself for an oncoming skirmish. The stranger simply looked at her with a grin, deflecting her words without a need for a frown or retaliation. This angered her even more, if that were possible.
"I've come to fight you" A sparkle in the stranger's eye formed. Hanabi was shocked for a moment by the bluntness in which he said it. He continued with a wide sideways grin, showing off his almost glowing white teeth. "I'm glad to see that you came prepared"
At that he leapt at her with a predictable quickness, considering that he had just fallen 80 or 90 some-odd feet and landed without a hint of pain or injury. The Hyuga was ready to react and immediately activated her prized Kekkei Genkai, the Byakugan.
The Byakugan was considered the second most powerful eye skill that a shinobi could possess, tailing the mighty Sharingan held by the Uchiha clan. It had perception skill several thousand times that of a normal shinobi, granting the users ability to see almost three hundred and sixty degrees around them without even moving their heads. Skilled Byakugan users, such as Hanabi herself and her sister Hinata, can even pan out their vision to see for miles, at the risk, admittedly, of losing close range vision. The Byakugan's detection can also extend to a man's chakra network. This allows them to strike at key points of chakra mobilization called chakra points, and block them. Successful blockage of all 64 chakra points results in almost complete loss of mobility and chakra usage. Hanabi was hailed as the most proficient Byakugan user in ages — even more so than her cousin, Neji.
Maybe that is why he wants to fight me — to take my Byakugan for himself, she thought as she clashed kunai with her stalker. She followed up with her free left hand and struck at one of his chakra points, now clearly visible with her Byakugan. He dodged and with a swift swipe of the hand launched a projectile. On closer inspection the small object was a tiny knife shaped to the image of the Leaf shinobi symbol. The Hyuga heiress leaned back to the point of creating a small bridge with her back. Ironically, she was doing this on top of a bridge. She swore to laugh at that later. Now, the stranger created separation between them and launched two more of these curious looking projectiles at her. What is this, a game? She laughed at her opponent's feeble attacks, completing her dodge by pushing off her left hand, now planted behind her upside-down head, and gracefully flipped backwards. She threw her kunai and forced her aggressor to jump backwards again. The kunai imbedded itself within the wooden boards of the bridge. A smug smirk appeared on Hanabi's face
She was prepared for the next attack and immediately rushed in to her opponent as she touched the ground. As the Hyuga princess passed her previously used kunai she ripped it out of ground with her left hand, bringing so much force with it that it sent dozens of sizable wooden splinters at her target. Still midair, this target covered his face with his arms to protect himself, and by the time all the splinters had been deflected Hanabi was upon him. She channeled her chakra through the kunai in her right hand and sharpened it to a fine point that jutted out from the tip of the blade, then launched herself at the immobile attacker. The lengthened kunai now stood at around two feet in length, helping to close the gap between the two shinobi. There's no way he can dodge this the kunoichi thought arrogantly. She anticipated the sound of metal hit flesh, of the knowledge that victory has been won with one swift blow. She wanted it so much she couldn't wait.
Clang
This time though, she couldn't end the battle quickly. Blade met blade as her strange opponent, with deftness that seemed inhuman, pulled out a miniature (about a foot and a half in length) katana out of who knows where and ran his own chakra through it, matching Hanabi's in strength. The Hyuga still smiled as she leaned in, using her momentum to travel faster through the air, and taking aim with her right hand. "It's over," she proclaimed. Her palm inched closer into the stranger's personal space.
"You're right" was his rebuke. He changed the nature of the chakra running through his blade to wind — style, easily slicing through Hanabi's chakra kunai. This movement allowed him to lean his entire body to his right. Hanabi's eyes widened; she couldn't stop her attack. He brought his left leg back and snapped it foreword, nailing the kunoichi with a hard kick to the ribs and sending her flying back several feet, off the bridge, landing with a thud. The skilled stranger's landing was much easier to look at; he flipped his now upside-down body upright and landed softly with a click of his ninja sandals. "It is over"
Hanabi looked up expecting to see her attacker several feet away, but instead she was greeted with the tip of said attacker's Katana (get your minds out of the gutter) merely inches away from her face, now twisted with the frustration of defeat. "Don't get cocky, it'll set you up for failure".
"Who are you" She took her eyes off of the katana and angled them upwards, looking into the stranger's eyes. They were surprisingly warm for the situation at hand.
"My name's Akirai" (Ah-Key-Ray)
"Good to know" The Hyuga princess said, having learned another name to put on her list of people to avoid. She was even thinking of making a new list just for him, called the "People to Avoid at All Costs" list. Instead, she chose to spring her right leg upwards, knocking her aggressor several feet in the air. She quickly got to her feet and ran her nimble fingers through a couple of hand seals. Dragon, Monkey, Ox, Boar… finally she reached her final seal, the Bird, and announced her jutsu proudly.
"8 Trigrams - Chakra Fireworks"
Blue chakra flowed through her hands, now raised in the direction of her airborne prey, and converged over the soft skin in the center of her palms. As quickly as the chakra had been gathered it was released, taking the shape of a bright blue orb flying upwards, a line of smoke trailing. Proudly she explained her jutsu;
"This jutsu was inspired by that Sasuke Uchiha's Amaterasu". The Amaterasu was an advanced eye technique that spawned an inextinguishable black flame on whoever the user looked at. The only possible user was Sasuke Uchiha, the only remaining survivor of the Uchiha clan, because only Sharingan users have a chance at activating that jutsu. "I was just annoyed that the Uchiha can outdo us," Hanabi continued. "Either way, the smoke connects the jutsu to me and my eyesight, so when that firework explodes, it sends chakra at whatever I'm looking at. Do you know what I'm looking at?" Her aggressor swore a blue streak. A victorious smile painted Hanabi's face with pride.
It was, in fact, the first jutsu that she created herself. With the strongest Byakugan in her veins, she could invent new ways to attack an enemy's chakra points, even ways some thought impossible. Two years ago she had begun training to create this jutsu, and it was finally perfected just a few months ago. Over a year and a half of development and training was used to achieve these results. Magnificent if she could say so herself. Moreover, this would be the first time she defeated an enemy with her new skill, making for a great milestone for the future.
"Yeah, that's right. I'm looking at your chakra points". Hanabi liked the feeling of victory, and she was about to bathe in it with these next two words. "Goodbye, Akirai". At that, to the recently named ninja's horror, the firework settled directly underneath the trapped shinobi,
and exploded.
The thunderous explosive made the kunoichi below brace herself. It felt as if the world was about to crumble in its own convulsion, standing that close. She imagined what it would feel like to be in Akirai's position, but smirked, acknowledging that he probably couldn't feel anything after an attack like that. But as soon as the grin had graced her face it had left, replacing itself with a frown of displeasure and frustration. She looked back at the explosion and saw a figure drop slowly to the ground, landing gently on his feet a few dozen feet from her. In his arms were a large canister with what seemed to have what looked like ancient printing and symbols littering its exterior. Steam billowed from the inside, as if a fire had just been put out in there. Hanabi knew for sure that it was far too large to be hidden on his body, which meant one thing; "A summoning?"
Akirai smiled, a smug twist of the face. He managed to speak through his panting. More than the smile that she had been wearing a moment ago, what bothered Hanabi the most was that there still wasn't a scratch on the mysterious stranger. "That's right," he managed. The killer kunoichi could feel his exhaustion after blocking that last attack, but also confidence, radiating out of him brighter than a bonfire. It didn't take the Byakugan to see that. "This canister is special. It allows me to channel my chakra through it and absorb all of the chakra from a ninjutsu attack."
"Looks like it takes a hell of a lot of chakra" Hanabi rebuked, still awed and frustrated to no end by his evasion of her signature attack.
"Oh it does" Akirai stood straight, his grin flourishing into a full smile. "But its well worth it. Now," he pointed his canister towards Hanabi. "I get to use the absorbed chakra on you!" Within a blink of an eye, blinding light burst out of the attacker's hand—held cannon, all but immobilizing the young kunoichi in shock. Thinking on her feet, she began spinning in a circle. To an outsider this would look about as ridiculous as a man's face after getting beaten the shit out of by Sakura Haruno for groping the Tsunade clone's ass. Yes, that ridiculous, but it had a purpose. Hanabi gained speed in her rotation and expanded her chakra outwards. The result was a spiraling ball of chakra surrounding the Hyuga heiress on all sides. These two huge forces of energy collided, causing all but absolute chaos.
Energy collided and expanded, leaving deep gashes in the surrounding environment. The bridge was torn apart, leaving nothing but the hot stream of water it extended across. The wall to the women's baths, only a few paces away, was almost completely torn away, exposing the women to the city elements, including men. The men, respectable and non-respectable, distinguished and obscure, gathered from seemingly anywhere and everywhere, all piling in the small avenue for a view of the bare women. NOT the battle ensuing just feet away, but the WOMEN. Hanabi, emerging on the stream from the massive clash just moments ago, disgustingly noted their behavior. Akirai emerged on the opposing end of the stream and, instead of ignoring the bedlam and havoc ensuing before them, decided to crane his head back to try and look into what was left of the women's hot spring.
"Quit that you lousy perv!" Akirai's now blushing face snapped beck to meet the now nervous eyes of his opponent once more. Her eyes, on the other hand, radiated a fire that could out-burn the sun itself, further shocking the now red-handed shinobi. While he anxiously laughed and sputtered, forlornly trying to find an explanation for his actions, Hanabi was thinking.
"Wait a second" she bellowed. "Were you peeping on me?" Her intense anger managed to boil the hot water in the stream. Akirai continued his desperate sputtering, looking, searching, scouring to no end for an answer.
"Um… no?"
"WRONG ANSWER!" was all the warning he got before the angry young woman charged him. Akirai managed to get himself in poison to counter-attack, attempting to preserve what was left of his dignity. Good look with that, he grimly thought to himself. Still, he shook himself out of his brooding enough to narrowly dodge a potentially lethal strike from his furious opponent. Akirai caught her arm in the crook of his left elbow and held it against his body, her hands far enough behind his back to avoid her strikes. With his incredible slight-of-hand, the mysterious, yet still infantile shinobi grasped a kunai with his other hand and closed the gap between them. His blow met nothing but air as it was stopped short by the Hyuga princes' other hand.
Hanabi, now having the upper hand, jumped while still holding and being held by her enemy. For a moment she seemed to tower over him, and during that moment Akirai could feel his heart stop and the half cool/half perverted smile on his face whither to a frightful open-mouthed gape. All he could do is gawk as the Hyuga brought her full weight upon his forehead. Forehead met forehead with an ear-ringing thud as her head-butt landed, and even though Akirai was the only one of the two wearing his Leaf headband on the point of impact, he received the most damage. He had to admit, for a pampered princes, Hanabi sure had guts to pull off a move like that. I really shouldn't do anything perverted around this one if I value my life, he reflected.
With the blow shocking the perverted shinobi, Hanabi found her long desired opening. She quickly recovered and fell fluidly into her Gentle Fist stance. "8 Trigrams," she announced. The entire world could've probably guessed what would come next. "Two palms," her strikes her graceful and quick, with 2 fingers striking precisely at each of her target's chakra points. "Four Palms," she planted two more blows on him, pushing him back with the force. "Eight Palms… Sixteen Palms… Thirty-Two Palms," for the entire jutsu Hanabi had simply pushed Akirai back in a straight line, but for the final blow she supplely front flipped over her dazed opponent, seemingly gliding through the air in slow motion before softly touching the ground and striking with one two-fingered attack.
"8 Trigrams - 64 Palms"
At that one blow, the not only scratched, but now battered shinobi at the other end was sent flying backwards. While in midair, he was brutally assaulted by an onslaught of foreign bursts of chakra, attacking and subduing the points of his own. Fortunately for him he landed beyond the premise of the stream, knocking into the wall for the men's hot spring (which was now empty for obviously perverted reasons — you're not the only one Jiraiya) with a loud 'whack'. Hanabi hovered over the laying shinobi, her now unneeded Byakugan receded, her chakra kunai just inches away from his too perfect face.
"Watch who you give advice to," she stated so coldly that Akirai began to wonder if she had taken a dip in some ice water to cool off her scorching intensity just a moment ago. "I'm no genin that you can push around". At that something strange happened. Instead of a fearful look or a forced swallow, she received almost maniacal laughter from her opponent. He laughed with such heartiness that it made the Hyuga heiress let out an uncharacteristic growl of frustration.
"I just can't believe that the great and greatly stuck up Hyuga clan can produce an heiress with bigger balls than me". He continued laughing as Hanabi turned a dark shade of red. Although the main branch's successor had tried her best to break away from her sister's shy habits, she still had some of Hinata's character deep, deep down inside. "I like it!" Akirai leaned into the suddenly coy and embarrassed kunoichi as he stated that last part. He wore a face-dominating smile.
Hanabi was going to kill him. She was going to kill him right now. She was going to let this perverted, narcissistic bastard die on the spot. She lengthened her chakra kunai, straight into his overused throat.
Of course, it never really worked out that way. The figure that she had thought to have killed smiled grotesquely, them simply poofed away, similar to a shadow clone. The main difference between these two clone jutsu is that this clone left behind smoke with a color resembling that of the user's hair. The crimson fumes engulfed the clone's murderer.
"I told you never to let arrogance rule you, didn't I?" An all too familiar voice rang painfully through her ears. But the return of the Hyuga's mysterious attacker was just the beginning of her problems. The smoke now surrounding her began to take effect. Hanabi instantly fell to the ground, her body heating up at a ridiculous rate. She felt herself becoming weaker, with fever-like symptoms beginning to plague her in just moments. She willed herself to stand, to continue fighting, but her movements were weakened, and she doubted her ability to get back on her feet at the rate this was going.
Instantly the suffocating smoke was whipped away by an intense wind. Hanabi looked up in dismay to find the wind being generated by a strange sickle-like sword held by none other than her still unscathed attacker, coming in for the kill. Quickly she ran through some hand signs and called forth her signature jutsu.
"8 Trigrams - Chakra Fireworks"
It was commendable that she was able to fire off a jutsu in that state. The jutsu was only a hair away from hitting Akirai if not for an impressively agile dodge. "I think I need to get serious," the strange weapon specialist praised. The firework exploded and launched it's chakra at him, but was countered by the wind chakra released from the blade. The two energies collided, sending the shinobi off course with the shockwave. As he landed on his feet, the kunoichi rose to hers. She thought it was about time to inspect this mysterious offender more closely. With her Byakugan activated, she focused on the blue figure before her. What she saw surprised her.
The man was almost out of chakra, much like her, but chakra seemed to be radiating from his… (no, not penis ya pervs) weapons? Littered throughout his body were pieces of steel, from kunai to his mini katana and Leaf - shuriken. Moreover, the sword he was holding had an absurd amount of chakra stored within it, chakra that wasn't his, or any human's for that matter. The same unnatural chakra emanated from his canister, located several feet away from either shinobi. She could only guess what chakra this was, how Akirai was able to manipulate it, and what this meant on the battle. She knew one thing for sure, though; this guy was a tough customer, and he just brought out the big guns.
Unsure of weather to initiate contact or not, her opponent saved her of her indecision by restoring the wind to his sword, using the last of his chakra, and rushing. Hanabi knew that this was the final clash before they were both completely wiped out, contemplating her next and final moves with precision. The first was dodging the initial swing of the cruel looking blade. The attempt was a diagonal cut, moving his hips and arms from right to left, effectively opening the entire area of his back to the Hyuga heiress. She took the bait, moving in to land a punishing blow with her Gentle Fist, but, of course, the kunoichi wasn't the only one planning out their move. The wind blocked her attack in its tracks, following up with throwing her entire body into the air.
There she hovered, constricted by the remnants of the gale that swept her curvaceous body off its feet. This would be more romantic, however, if she wasn't staring down a powerful shinobi holding a malicious black sword. She mused at the concept of this situation being even remotely romantic, still having the ability to laugh through a painful situation. Still her hastily made plan wasn't ruined; she just needed him to get closer, which she knew he had to do considering the wind holding her still would knock away all light projectiles thrown at her, and the wind-style user had no chakra left to sharpen his weapons enough to break through.
But Akirai was no slouch either. He forced Hanabi's eyes to widen as he did something that would shock even the likes of the famously unpredictable Naruto Uzumaki. What the heiress was looking at was that blade of black steel spinning wildly through the air as it was being hurled towards her. Still incapacitated by the wind, she couldn't evade, and the crook of the sword caught her neck. The spin of blade proved to be Hanabi's savior, as instead of being decapitated, she spun with the sword, being carried by it until crashing into a nearby roof. The points of the black sword both above and below the 'U' shaped curve at the center of the blade imbedded itself into the solid metal of the roof, pinning her and her hands valiantly protecting her neck, to the cold metal. Inexplicably she had escaped without a cut on either her hands or heck, although the violent collision with the roof top would sure leaf a bruise in the morning… and the next… and the next.
Sure enough, though, Akirai had to come in close. His way of doing that was slowly drifting down from seemingly the heavens upon her, landing lighter than a feather. Standing over her, he began to say something. Whatever it was Hanabi didn't know or care. Instead of caring about trivial victory gloating, she brought her head as far back as possible, giving her petit hands just enough room to form a hand seal.
"8 Trigrams - Chain Mail Expansion"
Suddenly a web of blue chakra covered Hanabi's form, similar in design to the mesh that she wore under her robe. It seemed to span the entire length of her body, reaching from her head to small feet. Before Akirai could even react, the net expanded, pushing away the deeply planted blade from the ground and hurling it across the landscape. It expanded even further, catching Akirai. This is just what I've been waiting for. The entire roof seemed to shine as the chakra furiously expanded and exploded. It's over
The brilliant blue light attracted the attention of several other citizens, even the men that were too busy searching for any remaining women that had been bathing during the battle. The glow reflected off of the mid-afternoon sky, igniting the atmosphere in a neon glow.
When the light receded, the roof was nearly unrecognizable. The red steel had multiple bumps and gashes littering its flank. The owner of said roof most likely suffered from stroke at the sight of the damage. But there was more than damage on the desecrated roof. Two figures were locked into a position, one on top of the other, arms and legs firmly into position. Akirai was pushed to the bottom, left hand directing Hanabi's right to the side by the wrist, left arm pushed to the metal roof — if it could still be called that — by the kunoichi's left. His knee was wedged directly underneath her breasts, leg bent down but shoes pointing to her torso. The rest of two shinobi's appendages were stuck in a sloppy heap, leg over leg. Their hair was thrown anywhere and everywhere, draped all over one — another's bodies. Clothes had slight tears and seams were loosened, but nothing serious.
Hanabi repeated her previous thought out loud. "It's all over!"
Akirai's still smooth voice seemed uninfluenced by the situation at hand. "You're right; It is Hanabi" At that he looked down at his foot, still pointed to the Hyuga heiress' torso, and motioned for her to follow his gaze. As soon as he was sure she had her eyes on his foot, he let the game-changer appear. A small, sinister looking blade slid out from his ninja sandals. A blade that, if Akirai wanted to, could've ended this fight. But apparently, the mysterious shinobi, who had gone through all of this waiting to fight the dazzling princess, didn't want to. Similar to the pattern that had arisen ever since the two ninja had first spoken to one-another, Akirai was an enigma. A mystifying, perverted enigma, Hanabi thought to herself, defeated.
She had to find out. No riddle was too stupefying for a Hyuga to crack. Still, someone strong enough to defeat a genius couldn't have just popped out of nowhere. Her voice was taken from her along with her victory. The sound that withdrew from her mouth was nothing more than a whisper.
"Just who are you Akirai"