AN/ Yo! Welcome to chapter 2 of Angel of the Leaves! Yup, wrote this right after chapter 1 so as to keep on my train of thought. I finished what proto-san has of red clouds, and I have to say, if you don't mind the occasional spelling error (I know I don't, I make them all the time) it's a great fic with a great plot.
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Naruko: Haru dose not own myself or this universe. It all belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. He only owns the plot and makes no money off of this!
Thanks Naruko-chan. Now, on with the chapter! Oh! Also, I do not own any other people that may appear as cameos in this chapter! They are property of themselves or whoever holds the leash!
"Speaking"
Thought
(someone butting into the story/notes)
[me arguing with the person butting in on the story]
Angel of the Leaves
Chapter 2 – Hell Hath no Fury Like an Angel Scorned…
A thirteen year old Naruko sat tending the flowers outside her home of the last few years. Humming a quiet tune she patted the soil around the stems of the brightly colored buds before rubbing her hands together in an attempt to remove some of the dirt from them. Standing, she moved towards the large house she had paid to be constructed atop the Hokage monument. It was a modest two-story building, designed like those from the clan district of Konoha.
"Ah, Naruko" Said an elderly voice from behind her "You'll be late for your exam at this rate!"
Turning, Naruko saw the elderly, robed form of her jiji, the third Hokage, and leader of the village, smiling at her from the concealed walkway that lead to her home hidden amongst the trees. Sighing, she nodded, standing and patting off her knees, the excess dirt from her hands clinging to her pants and actually increasing the dirtiness as opposed to removing some of it. Sarutobi sighed inwardly, Naruko always wore pants, as opposed to the skirts and battle-dresses her fellow female classmates wore.
"Do I really have to jiji? What's gonna change this time? We both know I'm just gonna fail… again…" said a dejected Naruko, her head hung in both shame and embarrassment. You see, this would be Naruko's third time taking the graduation exam at Konoha's shinobi academy, failing once would have been okay, as she had been allowed into the academy a year early by the hokage, meaning she would have been able to graduate with students her age, but having her fail a second year made it so as to where she had to graduate with students a year her younger… if at all. You see, three failures was the maximum limit before one was expelled from the shinobi academy and forced to go to civilian school until the age of eighteen.
"I'm afraid so Naruko-chan… but as you know, it is better to have tried and failed…"
"Then to never have tried at all… I know jiji… welp, best get goin' then. Ja!"
And with that Naruko took off, her waist-length blond hair flowing behind her in a long ponytail, short bangs hanging above crystalline blue eyes resting still above whiskered cheeks. Hastily she untied the black and orange jacket (jiji hated that she wore it, but hey! She likes orange!) from her waist, slipping it onto her arms over the blackish-blue long T –shirt she wore.
"Uchiha Sasuke?"
"Hn."
"Uzumaki Naruko?"
Dot dot dot.
"Uzumaki Naruko!"
The teacher sighed.
"Yamana-"
"Uzumaki Naruko present!"
A crash was heard as a body crashed through the doorway, literally, and causing it to cave inwards with the force of the impact. The brunette teacher winced slightly before moving to check the swirly-eyed young woman laying on the ground in a heap.
"Naruko… YOUR LATE!" came the cry from an irate Umino Iruka, pony-tailed teacher of Konoha academy, and Naruko's big brother figure in life.
"Ugh… not so loud nii-san…. My head hurts…" came the mumbled reply from the floor, arms covering the girl's head as she tried to quell the throbbing pain in her skull.
"That's what happens when you full-body tackle a wooden door… with your head!" Iruka sighed, helping the girl to her feet. "Just try to be careful next time Naruko… and you know you're paying for the door!"
"Yeah, yeah nii-san, Just don't mark me tardy!" Naruko smiled over her shoulder as she walked towards her seat at the back of the room, between a boy with dark, pineapple-shaped hair… who looked like he had just been sleeping before Naruko's spectacularly loud entrance, and a girl with black hair and mint green, apparently sightless eyes.
"Ugh… can you find a louder… and more destructive way of entering a room Naruko?" came the pineapple-head's response.
"Oh can it Shikamaru, you needed to get up anyways!" came the reply from the dark-haired girl. Mutters of 'troublesome blind girls' and 'destructive clumsy blonds' could be heard as Shikamaru laid his head back down, though neither comment went unnoticed by the females beside him.
"Thanks for saving me a seat Teishu-chan." Said the 'destructive, clumsy blond' to her somewhat friend.
"Meh, no problem really… if you hadn't shown up I was gonna dump some ice water down his shorts anyways" at this the pair laughed, causing Iruka to yell for silence as he finished the names.
"Alright. Today is the day of the final exam! You all know what this means! If you graduate today you will officially be considered shinobi of the leaf!" at this there were joyous cries, though he noticed that Naruko was not among the ones cheering. "Now I know you're all exited… but remember this. Everything you learned here at the academy will be useless out there in the field. You may be top of the food chain here, but once you put on that headband you're back at the bottom rung of the ladder."
Here the cries of joy turned into either groans of displeasure at being the 'freshmen' of the shinobi world, or scoffs at the fact they'd be considered that weak. (sasu-gay)
"I know, I know, you've all worked extremely hard… well… most of you have at least" and at this he threw a piece of chalk directly at shikamaru, who surprisingly raised a hand, causing the chalk to hit dead in the palm as opposed to the top of his head, surprising most of the class… that was until the shadow-tamer let out a loud snore, signaling he was asleep.
"… as I was saying, you've worked very hard to reach this point… but remember that once you graduate you'll have your team mates to help you on missions, so you wont be alone." With this he pulled out his clipboard, holding it before him. "And with that said, remember the most important rule for shinobi: surprise is a ninja's best weapon, be suspicious of everything, no matter how ordinary. Now, good luck on your exam and may the 'will of fire' as lord hokage says, burn brightly in each of you."
As Iruka called off the first student to take the exam, Akimichi Choji, Naruko sighed and layed her head down before an idea struck her.
"Oi… Teishu-chan… Shika's asleep now…" Her grin could split her head in half it was so large, and the one forming on the pseudo-blind girl's face was beginning to match. If Shikamaru was able to see this, he would have defiantly called it the most troublesome thing in the world.
"Hyuu Teishu" Iruka called. Naruko wished her friend luck before sighing at being left with Mr. Wet-pants and the remaining students.
"Uzumaki Naruko" Iruka said, sighing and waiting for her to come down, which she did slowly, seeming to be steeling herself for yet another failure... one he hoped wasn't coming.
"Alright nii-san, lets do this." Naruko nodded, steeling her gaze as she entered the examination room, Iruka following, having a good feeling about this time. "Alright Naruko, you know the drill. You must show us five of the six of the academy's jutsu; replacement, transformation, rope-escape, disappearance, and the doppelganger techniques. Exploding notes will not be required this time due to the incident last year… you remember which one… " Iruka said, sighing at the memory in which Naruko accidentally scorched the eyebrows off her examiner by, surprisingly, making the note far stronger than they taught at the academy, while still maintaining it's stability.
"r-right… umm… so, uhh… rope-escape first?" Naruko said, sitting in a chair as Iruka nodded. It was then that Iruka's fellow examiner, a white-haired man named Mizuki, whom Naruko seemed to normally get the chills from stepped forewards.
"Allow me Iruka, you've done all the rest, I'll get them from here on."
"Oh, why thank you Mizuki-san. Feel free to." Iruka nodded as Mizuki did the handseals, causing ropes to appear and bind Naruko to the chair… much rougher she noted, than last year. Struggling, she tried to move her wrists only to have the ropes binding her squirm slightly and keep her wrists apart, frowning she tried again to the same result, almost as though they knew she was attempting to form hand signs. Thinking she decided to try something new, not sure how it would work.
Using both hands, she moved them apart from each other, and to her surprise the ropes loosened slightly, yet still not enough to escape. Her joy was short-lived however as they tightened at double the strength before, showing they had no intention whatsoever of releasing her. Sighing she took another tactic, drawing on something jiji had told her long ago about shinobi sometimes being able to do jutsu with their hands separated. Closing her eyes in focus Naruko began to form the hand signs at opposite sides of the chair, and, to her surprise, as she completed the final one her arms slid effortlessly through the binds, along with the rest of her body as she fell onto the floor below, blinking. To say Mizuki was shocked would be an understatement, as would be Iruka's.
Even Sasuke (bleh!), the classes star pupil and rookie of the year, had only been able to pass his upper body through the ropes enough so as he could untie the rest of his body, where as Naruko had managed to phase her entire body through not only the bindings, but the chair as well. The only reason Mizuki was more surprised than Iruka was because he knew that the jutsu he had used was meant to be used against shinobi prisoners to keep their hands apart and prevent them using that very technique to escape.
Grinning, Naruko stood as the ropes faded into chakra again.
"so… umm… that's replacement next, right? And then disappearance?" to which she received dumb nods. Taking this as her queue, Naruko replaced herself with the chair, and for a little flair actually preformed the disappearance jutsu mid-transfer, leaving the chair simply dropping while Naruko didn't appear at the other end. Iruka and Mizuki's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as they looked around the room for the blond trickster.
"did she just…"
"My lord… she didn't mis-cast the jutsu, did she?"
"I've no idea… what do we do if she did?"
Snickering and restrained laughter reached their ears as Naruko appeared out of thin-air, laughing and falling onto her back, pointing at the two behind the desk and causing them to gape at her.
"N… Naruko, what did you just do?" it took a few minutes for Naruko to reign in her laughter enough to reply.
"I used the –snort– disappearance jutsu in the middle of my replacement." She grinned at the two dumbfounded shinobi.
"Naruko… you… you do realize that is a jounin level technique, right?"
"Really? Huh… I've been able to do it for years… you kinda need to learn that stuff when there's people chasing you…"
The two proctors nearly passed out, but regained enough of themselves to continue on.
"Um… yes… well… you still must do the transformation and doppelganger techniques…" Said the brunette, scratching the long scar that crossed over his nose slightly, getting a nod from his (secretly) favorite student.
"Okay! Here we go! Transform!" and with that Naruko burst in a cloud of smoke to reveal shikamaru, sleeping lazily in the chair, head lolled back with his forhead protector tied around his left arm.
"Sh-shikamaru?"
"Gah… fail… you told her to do transformation, not replacement…"
"Huh… what am I doing here…?" Muttered the lazy 'good-for-nothing' friend of Naruko, looking around the room sleepily before standing up and yawning.
"I'm sorry Shikamaru, it would seem that Naruko replaced you with herself…" Iruka trailed off, hearing the restrained snorts coming from Shikamaru, before blinking repeatedly. "N… Naruko, is that you?" His only reply was a nod as 'Shikamaru' continued to try not to laugh, Mizuki simply unable to believe that this was, infact Naruko.
"Iruka… we should test the ability of his henge, to make sure it is up to standard. He may look and sound like Shikamaru, but we have to make sure that it wont be dispelled too easily." Mizuki said calmly, fury boiling underneath his skin that he had been fooled by the demon child of all people. Slowly, his fellow chunin nodded, and both went to inspect Naruko from every angle.
One of the main things they noticed was that rather than keeping the person her height, as she had done last year (NN: I am NOT SHORT!), meaning she was actually Shikamaru's height. Another thing they noticed was that she seemed to have worked every detail into him, from the paper cut he had gotten before entering, to the water-spot still on his pants from Teishu waking him up after they had done choji's test. Frowning Mizuki reached forwards to see if touch would dispel the genjutsu, and jabbed 'Shikamaru' in the forehead, where he knew would be over Naruko's… only to impact his finger with flesh and skull, earning a grunt from the girl-turned-boy before him, and a small glare sent his way as 'he' rubbed 'his' forehead.
"Amazing." Iruka commented "I wonder…" and with this the teacher made a handsign, flooding the area around Naruko with his own chakra in an attempt to break the illusion. "Kai..."
…Only for nothing to happen. This caused both teachers to blink. Mizuki then tried himself, forcing enough chakra to break a chunin-level genjutsu… to the same effect.
"Umm… are you two done?" asked Naruko, arching 'his' brow before he released the jutsu 'himself' and returned to normal, leaving two shocked ninja standing before her.
"uhh… oh… right, the final jutsu. Naruko, please perform the bunshin no jutsu, the doppelganger or clone technique." And this was where Naruko sighed, steeling herself for her worst jutsu ever. Preforming the handsigns she attempted to mold her chakra enough for three required clones needed to pass the exam.
"Bunshin no Jutsu!" there was a cloud of smoke… and when it dispersed…there stood two Narukos… and a third, sickly-looking one that had an odd male-like appearance to it, with short blond hair and masculine features about it's person before both clones poofed away. Naruko hung her head. It had always been her weak point, no matter how hard she tried.
"I'm sorry Naruko… but the test requires you perform all five jutsu up to standard… while you may have exceeded expectations of even a high genin-level shinobi on four of them… the fact still remains you had to have passed all five jutsu to pass… you fail Naruko."
"Oh come now Iruka… she did manage to make one clone… shouldn't we count that for something?" came Mizuki's response. In truth he would like nothing more than to fail the blond little ingrate, but he had to put on the 'nice teacher' act if his plan was too succeed later on…
"I'm Sorry Mizuki, but Naruko had to make three clones in order to pass that portion of the exam… we can't let her pass." Iruka sighed. "I'm sorry Naruko… I hope-" but she was gone.
Naruko sat on the swing outside the school, beneath a large tree which provided plenty of shade in the warm summer sunlight that was almost always present in fire country. But the shade of the tree showed just how down Naruko was as she watched all her classmates with their headbands. Several students were being congratulated by their family members. Hinata she could see, was being picked up by a branch member… the one she had seen with Hinata all those years ago in the park. Sakura was with her mother, a fellow-pink-haired woman that seemed to be going grey early, and who kept sending glares mixed with satisfactory smiles her way, almost as if laughing at the fact Naruko didn't graduate… and never would. She saw Inoichi Yamanaka, Ino's father, nod to her and give her a sad look, while a purple-haired man with equally purple eyes with strange black lines going from the corners of his eyes to the edges of his iris meet Teishu before they left.
Unable to stand it any longer she got off the swing quickly and took to the rooftops, not noticing a white-haired teacher watching her go.
Naruko sat atop a random building in the leaf village, staring out at the evening light with her chin rested on her knees, held close to her by arms her as her cheeks slowly returned from their red, puffy appearance to their normal pale tan… an oxymoron but hey, it's my fic.
"Naruko… are you okay?" came a voice from behind she identified as Mizuki. Sighing she turned her head slightly and nodded, allowing him to sit next to her.
"you know that Iruka only failed you because he cares about you… if he doesn't think you're ready he won't send you out there… even if it means never sending you out there… so long as he thinks it will protect you." Mizuki said as Naruko looked at the tiles of the roof at her feet. "you know, you and Iruka are a lot alike… you're both orphans… and even he failed the graduation exam…" It was at this that Naruko looked questioningly at him. "it's true! Iruka failed twice and barely passed the third time. He spent the first two years just trying to get attention… he pulled pranks, he got into trouble… he even broke that same door you did… twice!" at this Mizuki was laughing, and soon Naruko joined in, smiling at the idea of a young iruka pulling pranks and breaking doors with his head.
"but you know… there's still a way you could pass.. I know another way…" And with this one sentence, Mizuki had the young student's full attention, and her cooperation judging by the looks of hope and longing in her eyes. "you see… all you have to do is…"
Naruko had evaded the ANBU black-ops so far, but that wouldn't last forever as she made it to a secluded clearing, near the wall of the village, a small shack behind her, dilapidated and molding from disuse. Sighing she plopped down in front of the building to catch her breath. Mizuki told her that the ninja would act like this was a real theft, and that she was to avoid being caught at all costs. Since she thought she had some time she opened the scroll to see if she could learn that one jutsu before Mizuki arrived to test her…
You're mine demon bitch… just you wait, once I find you that scroll will be mine and you'll take the blame…
"Naruko! It was you?" Came the call of Iruka, who had burst in on an exhausted looking Naruko, leaning on the forbidden scroll of sealing, which had just been stolen from the Hokage's tower not thirty minutes prior. Afterall, it was only natural that he be the one to find Naruko, after all, every time she pulled a prank and evaded ANBU capture, he was always the one to corner her. Every time, and it had unknowingly earned him the nickname of 'fox hound Iruka' from the few shinobi who disliked the blond girl.
"Huh? Oh! Hey nii-san! I just finished learning a new jutsu from the scroll, just like Mizuki-sensei said! Now I can graduate, right?" asked an exited Naruko, her energy seeming to return by the second as she awaited the conformation that this was, indeed true. Iruka however was baffled.
"W-what? Mizuki? What do you mean you'd get to pass? Naruko, what is going on here?" Iruka asked, Naruko's expression falling at every word. She never got the chance to respond however as Iruka was suddenly hit from behind by several Kunai, the blades sinking into his back through his green flak jacket.
"Well, well, well… what do we have here?" Came a voice from the trees, revealing Mizuki, holding another kunai in his hands as he had two enormous shuriken strapped to his back by a pair of ropes attached to his own vest. "And here I thought that you'd be alone Naruko… should have known that "Fox Hound Iruka' would be the one to sniff you out." This sentence alone left both before him confused. Naruko more so than Iruka, both at Mizuki's attitude, and towards the mention of 'fox hound', and iruka at being called 'fox hound.'
"Hmph, you honestly didn't think we were going to let you pass, did you Naruko? After all you've done to this village? After all the pain and suffering you've forced others to go through?" Each word only confused Naruko more. Why was he saying these things? What did he mean what she had done? She hadn't done anything! Well, sure, there were a few pranks where she had done some minor property damage, but that was trivial stuff! Nobody got hurt!
"What's wrong, demon bitch? Don't have any idea what I'm talking about? Fine! Then let me tell you why! Why the entire village hates your very existence! Why even Iruka hates you!"
"No Mizuki! You can't! it's forbidden!" cried Iruka, laying at the base of a tree, flinging the final kunai from his back, now in his hand, at the white-haired teacher in an attempt to keep him from telling Naruko of her curse, but Mizuki merely deflected the kunai and laughed.
"Like I care! It's time this little bitch learned why she's hated! You see Naruko… thirteen years ago our lord the forth hokage died killing the Kyuubi no Yoko, the nine-tailed demon fox, but this is a lie! No human can kill a true demon lord! So, he did the only thing he could! He sealed it, into some nameless bitch of a child who's parents had died in the attack! You! That's why the village hates you! You are the Nine-Tailed Fox!"
Naruko stood, frozen after this declaration, staring ahead in shock. So wrapped up in her thoughts, she missed as Mizuki cried out 'die demon!' before hurling one of the large shuriken from his back at her, and didn't realize he had until Iruka had thrown her out of the way, the large steel star embedding itself into the swirl-pattern on his back, stabbing through his vest and into his back, blood running from the wound and down his back. Scared, Naruko looked up at Iruka, seeing tears running down his face.
"Is… is it true… nii-san? Do... do you hate me?" the words were barely a whisper, but Iruka heard them loud as if she had shouted them from atop the hokage monument, and they struck him like no physical wound ever could.
"No… I could never hate my little sister… never…" Iruka said quietly, smiling "You have no idea how much I care for you… now…" he coughed slightly, wincing, "I need you to take the scroll… and run Naruko… I'll hold Mizuki off long enough for you to get to the hokage and tell him of Mizuki's betrayal… please… be safe Naruko, now run!"
Iruka got back onto his knees, the large blade falling out of his back from the force and clattering to the ground, where Iruka picked it up, and, in one swift movement, spun and flung it at Mizuki, who merely side-stepped the four-pointed blade before drawing the final one.
"so, Iruka… You're actually willing to die for that demon bitch? You're stupider than I thought… ah well, I guess I'll just have to kill you too and say you were working with her… who knows, I might not only get to keep the scroll, but be promoted to Jounin as well!" Laughed the deranged chunin, probably to much bleach to the hair if you get my drift… "Now Iruka… say goodbye!" and with this he flung the large blade, or he would have at least, were it not for the ball of orange and yellow that drop-kicked him in the stomach mid-throw, causing the blade to go spiraling off into the trees, cutting off random branches.
"Nobody hurts my nii-san!" cried out Naruko as she stood on the branch, a dark look crossing her normally serene face. And in that moment, Mizuki actually looked scared. The full moon was upon them, and at that moment it pierced through the light cloud cover and the trees, striking her from above and causing her hair to glow with yellow-white light, her skin looking pale and seeming to glow slightly in the dark as her eyes were hidden in the shadow of her bangs, her whisker-like marks seeming to darken slightly as she clenched a fist at her side. But the scariest thing in his opinion, was the fact that what appeared to be an ethereal halo of light seemed to hover over her head.
But then Mizuki remembered that this was Naruko, and no amount of flashy moonlight or tricks of the eye would save her. She was a dead last, a know-nothing failure. And he was a high chunin. There was no way she could stop him. Grinning he got to his feet, drawing a kunai.
"Fine! If you're so eager to die, allow me to grant you that wish and send you straight to hell, demon!" he cried, lunging for Naruko, sinking the kunai deep into her stomach… only to have her burst into a cloud of smoke.
"My turn…" came a voice from behind him, turning he found another, and, on instinct slashed it, causing it to explode as well.
"What demon-sorcery is this?" cried out the irate chunin, eyes going wide.
"sorcery? You really don't know much for being a teacher mizuki-sensei" came Naruko's voice from the trees around him. "This is what I've been studying since I got here… the jutsu you told me to learn. The Kage Bunshin no Jutsu. Art of the Shadow Doppelganger." And with this, Naruko clones appeared on every branch, having been hidden under the disappearance jutsu since Naruko had snuck out of the clearing while Mizuki had been distracted with Iruka. Hundreds of them; hundreds of ethereal, glowing blond girls in orange jumpsuits. Angry blond girls in orange jumpsuits. If that thought alone doesn't make you shit yourself I don't know what will, remember readers. Never underestimate the power of little people in large numbers. (NN: I AM NOT SMALL!)
"Mizuki, prepare to get handed what you gave to my Nii-san back, one hundred-fold!" cried all the Naruko clones in unison as they leapt towards the stunned ninja, who was bombarded with punches, kicks, head-butts, bites, scratches, jabs, tugs, slaps, and anything else the hundred-plus clones could think of, before each poofed away, leaving a beaten and bruised, yet somehow still standing, Mizuki, who laughed.
"HAH! Like that was anything! You really are weak!" he cried out before spitting out both blood, and a tooth or two. Now speaking with a slight whistle he continued "You shink that will beat me? Hah! You're noshing but a failure! And you alwaysh will be!" and with that he laughed before a single Naruko walked forwards, glaring at him. Grinning, he pulled out a fresh kunai and made to swing at her, only for her to catch his wrist without even trying… hey, you try getting beat up by a hundred midgets and then keep going! (NN: WHAT DID I JUST[can it Naruko! Or you'll be wearing a tutu the next two chapters!] *meep!*)
"You hurt my nii-san… you made me steal from my jiji… AND you called me a bitch like, like… six times! Don't you know it's not polite to swear in front of girls!" and with that she formed a single, one handed sign, still holding Mizuki's wrist in her other, "Welcome to a whole new world of pain shit head! Raiton: Baka Koharu no jutsu!" (lightning style: Stupid Firefly)
Iruka watched, dumbstruck as it appeared that Mizuki had just grabbed onto a giant bug-zapper, being lit up by a blinding bluish white light that radiated from Naruko's body… which wasn't far from the truth, as when it started to die down a minute later, Iruka could see strands of electricity arcing off both bodies, although Naruko seemed completely un-effected, whereas Mizuki was scorched black along his clothes, and most of his skin. Releasing him, Naruko fell back onto her but, panting from using up so much chakra.
Iruka just stared, blinking several times as he looked between the girl and the man now laying unconscious and near-death with third degree burns over most of his body. Eventually, he came to his senses and asked the biggest question on his mind on the time.
"what in the name of kami almighty was that?" His response didn't come at first… but soon it was nothing but laughter on Naruko's part. Eventually she calmed down and explained how she had come up with that jutsu.
"Well, you see, I was visiting jiji one day and the elders came in and said they had 'important business to talk to him about' and all that stupid elders stuff. When I wouldn't leave that old bat Koharu tried to grab my arm and I kept out of her reach. She pinned me in a corner and some how I instinctively used it. No hand sings, just pure instinct or so jiji says… it covered my body in electricity and she grabbed onto my shoulder and got zapped.
"She was put into the hospital with mild nerve damage or something and jiji told me to see if I could do it again. I couldn't so he gave me some scrolls and told me to practice, and I've been working on it for the last six years… jiji still doesn't know that I can use it yet. I call it Baka Koharu no jutsu because she was just that trying to grab me, an idiot!" Naruko laughed, smiling at a dumbstruck Iruka.
She… she made that jutsu on accident? She's either got the devil's luck… or some kind of guardian angel… although judging by tonight I wouldn't be surprised if she had both… Iruka thought quietly, recounting the events of when she had attacked Mizuki.
"Naruko… come here a second…" Iruka said, standing and leaning against the tree "there's something I want to give you… close your eyes" Naruko stood and moved over to the much taller chunin, doing as he said and closing her eyes. A minute or two later she felt warm fabric pressed against her forehead, and a knot being tied behind her head, confused she was tempted to open her eyes, but waited until her big brother said to.
"okay Naruko, open your eyes." He said, smiling and stepping back, letting the girl open her eyes to see him leaning against the tree, his forehead protector missing. Blinking slightly she lifted her hand to her forehead to feel the cool metal there and the leaf symbol engraved into its surface. "Congratulations Naruko… as Chunin teacher I am happy to allow you to graduate the ninja academy and become a fully recognized shinobi of Konohagakure no Sato." He waited for this all to process in her mind, and when she continued to stand there dumbstruck he smiled, leaning forwards to hug her, holding her close. "Congratulations my imouto… you pass."
Naruko finally broke down, hugging her brother back and crying tears of joy into his vest as she held him close… that is until he winced and coughed slightly.
"Itai… Naruko I'm still pretty hurt… can we save the hugs for after I get better?" This was met with laughter and nods as they retrieved the scroll and left the body of Mizuki to be found by ANBU, heading back to the hokage tower to tell the old man of the night's events…
"Ne… nee-san?"
"yes Naruko?"
"you called me your sister… right?"
"yeah, I did Naruko… why?"
"…because now it means you can call the old man 'jiji' too!"
"Naruko…"
AN/ And there you have it! Chapter 2 of Angel of the Leaves! Now for the credits!
As for the cameo, sorry to say it wasn't much of one since nobody here really knows who she is…
Teishu Hyuu was origionally created by me, but has such been taken up by one of my fellow members of Ninja Reviews, my other created name/appearance will be featured in a much later chapter, while the other 2 members are completely owned by their creators who's names I cannot divulge.
The idea for the 'six academy jutsu' was thought up by a friend of mine both in real life and here on fanfiction, and come from his fanfic "Koudoukou: Fools Gold" look it up and prepare for controlled insanity! It's good though! Like, Seriously!
The rope bind technique Mizuki uses is a real jutsu, I merely forgot the name… ._.
"Raiton: Baka Koharu no Jutsu" is a semi-original jutsu, meaning the concept has been done a hundred times before, but I came up with that name and method of discovery to name it as such.
Not sure what else has to be said… so here we go!
Ja Ne!
Konohagakure no Sato representative Hyuu Teishu
Sunagakure no Sato representative Takami Haru
