The black haired boy drew a kunai, masked as the blond fell into a fighting pose.
"I'm not here to fight," He stated blandly, turning his mask to the side. "Rather, to ask. Why are you here?"He grinned manically, and the lines on his cheek and blue eye and sharingan made the girl blink.
"Impossible." Her eyes widened. "You…It's you! You did this!" She yelled, grinding her teeth as the teenager laughed darkly.
"You sense it, huh? Not that I blame you, I wouldn't forget my charka either."
"What the hell is going on here?!" Sasuke yelled, confused as he growled. "Why are you here, Uzumaki, you're a missing Ninja!"
"This person isn't just Uzumaki."The blond heiress hissed, swinging her arm violently to her side. "Isn't that right?"Her eyes narrowed.
"The name is Menma, thanks."He took several steps closer to the blonde, and a strange fear froze over her as her eyes widened. No, not fear, a justu? But not a single hand sign was made!
"Impossible…" She stuttered, her hand shaking to get through the Justu.
"Hey, leave her alone, your quarrel is with me!" Sasuke shouted, and the untamed black haired boy swung his head around.
"You know nothing but a woman's womb!"He hissed, turning around and landing a kick directly to the Uchiha's stomach.
"Sasuke!"The blond screamed, unable to move as the blood trickled down the boy's mouth. Turning his attention back to his original target, he grinned again.
"You shouldn't have used that justu, Blondie."He whispered in her ear, hands in his pockets. "Now you're stuck here, no going back."
"What are you talking about…?"She whispered, her voice tangling and tumbling in her throat, and he breathed into her ear.
"Unless if you want to return to your lifeless body in your dimension, that is." Her heart stopped, and tears wheeled in her eyes. "I did you a favor by sending you here; no real problems exist but me."He grinned "I envied your courage; this is the only reason why you're still breathing."
"Go to hell."She hissed through tears. He laughed a maniacal laugh that sent chills down her spine.
"Don't you get it? I am hell."He took the kunai from her hand, and pressed it to his own neck. "I defy all logic. The matters of death simply do not apply to me."He pressed the kunai into his skin and a thin line of blood followed, and the blonde's eyes widened before anger consumed her being.
"You think that I fear death? I am a Konoichi!"
"Oh, Dear," He smirked and took her chin. "I am so much worse than death." He then pressed the kunai to her throat with his free hand. "I took you away from all of your friends, everyone who you know and love, and you will never see them again."Slowly, he pulled one strand of her long, platinum blond hair, and cut it. "You're about as important as a single strand of hair on your head." Dropping his hands to his pockets, he grinned. "This universe bores me; there is no reason for me to be here, so tell you what? I'll give you this host, I made him strong, but with me gone he will have no idea on the proper ways of using them. This Kuubi isn't as strong as the one in your universe and useless because many of the host where killed at birth here."
"What are you saying, 'giving me a host'? Explain yourself!"The girl hissed, beginning to feel her senses.
"I'm saying I'll give you this universes' Naruto," He grinned and pointed to his host's chest. "All I could possibly do here is destroy everything, now, with no real fight here what would be the point?"
"You sadistic bastard!"The Yamanaka Heiress hissed.
"If was fun chatting, but much is going on in your –past- universe." He waved as the Sharingan disappeared. She moved her muscles as the boy dropped to the ground. Standing for a moment in shock, a cold expression filled her face.
'I should be dead right now.' The blond thought, a slight shuffle had waken her out of her thoughts. Snapping, she saw the Uchiha grown in pain as he regained conciseness.
"Sasuke, are you alright?" Kneeling down, the mind walker sent charka to her hands to stop the small amount of internal bleeding.
"Ino, what happened?" He rubbed her head, coughing to clear his throat.
"It's over; you'll be okay as soon as I bandage you up." Rather than explain all that she just witnessed, she pushed it to the back of her mind. Another figure moved, and grabbed both their intentions. The onyx eyed heir snapped to his feet, pulling the blond behind him.
"Ino, did you…?" His eyes gestured to the figure on the ground. She nodded, before walking over to him.
"He was trapped in a genjutsu. He really has no idea what he had done."Calmly, the girl lifted him up, "We need to get him to a hospital so that he can take in the information slowly." All the Uchiha could do was stand and stare at the blond.
What she hadn't known was that the said boy has been missing for a month, and when they sent Anbu out to find him he had killed them all, making him an S-rank missing ninja. What he couldn't grasp is simple: how can a chunnin who couldn't even talk to him before easily defeat a criminal like this? His teammate, none the less.
"Sasuke, come on, your still injured." Snapping him out of his thought, for the first time in what seems like forever, he looked at her. Actuallylooked at her. The way her bleach blonde hair shinned in the sun, the way her pale skin glowed in a heavenly manner, and it seemed that her eyes carried a spark, caused by pain and driven by determination. The way that her lips curled perfectly at the end, the tiny amount of pink on her cheeks and on the tip of her nose, her long eyelashes, she was…perfect, really. Is this what Itachi saw when he stopped in awe for a moment? If so, than one could only imagine what a normal man would think.
"Sasuke! Come on!"She called to him, a worried expression on her face. "Naru- Menma is will fine, come on."
"Ah, yeah, he'll be fine…" He said to himself as he stepped beside her.
"Yamanaka, explain this."The older woman commanded outside of the hospital room that Menma was being held at.
"Well, he was stuck under a genjutsu-"
"I understand that, I mean, how did you get him here?" With a skeptical look she looked the blonde over "Not a single scratch minus a slice on your neck, identical to his."How was she to reply to that? She could not simply tell her how it went down.
"You used your justu to get into his head, didn't you?" Giving her a close look, she was something.
"You have no scares, minus identical scares on each others neck... Did you use your jutsu?"
Rather than answer that question, a very loud woman burst through the door, her long red hair flying behind her.
"Where is my son?!" She said, while the blond stood in the doorway between her and said son. "Are you the girl who brought him back?" She realized, gasping as the woman basically jumped the young blond. "Thank you! To bring him back unharmed...I c-cant-" she stopped as tears wheeled in her eyes.
"It's all right, believe me." She comforters her she way she could, a smile. "However, you must believe me when I say that it was not his fault."
"Yamanaka." A heavy voice had caused everyone to turn around.
"Ibiki." I unlike the others, he seemed to be the same, however that wasn't the best for the situation anyway.
"As much as I would like to let him go without a hitch, he is still a missing ninja and must be treated as such." It seems as if the redheaded woman didn't like the idea as the heiress glanced at her.
"Ibiki, I'm asking you as a fri-"
"I wish to interrogate him, if you permit me to." Turning his attention to the small blonde, his face turned to a look of anger?
"You think that because you brought him back that you can do anything?" His voice grew a bit dark, even for Ibiki. The girl was used to these expressions however, sighing in impatience.
"Then let me take the interrogation waiver." Shocked, the man's eyebrows knitted. The thing is that the only one who is ever passed the test was her father. The entente years of mental trainer was still there and though she felt like her physical side wasn't on her peak. However, she knew that is would make her seem much better than she actually is.
"You Yamanaka's sure are something." He sighed, still skeptic. "However, before today you couldn't even enter the enterigation branch without puking. How can I believe you are any different than the little girl who used to cry when she saw a man bleed?" As he said this a look of despair consumed her face. Aperrently she couldn't be any more different than herself, and the girl turned it into a look of determination.
"Well, you give me a chance and I will not fail."
The stern look in her eyes was foreign to everyone who had met her in their lives.
"Without any prior training, huh? While I would love to see someone get ripped apart by this, but Inoichi would beg to differ."
"No one will get 'ripped apart." She sighed
"Yamanaka-san, you did enough. I'm sure that Menma would be just fine under Ibkikis care." The tomato haired konoichi tried to calm down the girl out of any wrash decisions.
"Uzumaki-san, it is for me also. Apparently I haven't proved much of anything." The blonde lowered her eyes. All the hard work and all she had been through accounts for nothing anymore. She would have to prove herself all over again and this example would grant her even more respect than she would have had a chance to earn in her world. "Also, father doesn't even have to know, does he?" A grin speed itself over Ibiki's face.
"Alright, in a week yo-"
"Tomorrow morning." She commanded, straighting her posture. "And when I pass, I wish to be the one to interrogate Menma."
"Yamanaka-san, it that's a bit extreme-"
"Tomarrow Morning then, Yamanaka." A grin officially speed across his face. The two shared a grin before the man dismissed himself and the blond turned to the mother.
"I'm sorry that I ignored your Please without consent, but I need to do that." Much to her surprise, the woman nodded in understanding.
"I fully Understand, but do you understand exactly what you have gotten yourself into?"
"More than you know, Uzumaki-"
"Kushina," She interrupted the girl. "please, honorifics sicken me."
"Kushina-san." She smiled, making a small bow. "I will give you time with your son now."
"Thank you," the blond blinked. "for understanding that he's a good kid. Every one in the village mostly thinks of him as a monster." Her eyes saddened. "And it's all my fau-"
"The kyubii does not make the person. The person makes the person." Putting a hand on the woman's shoulder, she noticed that tears where welling in the woman's eyes. "Kushina-san, did I say something to offend?"
"Oh no, just the opposite." She laughed and wiped her tears away. "Thank you for being his friend, despite his personality, he's a good person." Really though, the girl never even talked to him, so what does she mean despite his personality? She will find out eventually; however for now, she needs to rest for the exam.