Heeeeey all. Sorry for not updating much lately, but it's been busy - with final essays and projects and all. I know alot of you have been bugging me to continue my Toku Jounin/Yamanaka story thing, and I will... when I have more time DX For now, though, here's a little dash of Ino for you.
Man, crack pairings are hillarious XD
Disclaimer: Even if I own't Naruto, which I don't, I'd still write fanfics. Yes, it's possible to write fanfictions of your own creations. Believe me, I've done it.
Enjooooy.
Paralyser
So far as not been good,
It's been shitty
and I feel awkward as I should
The first time he fought her, he considered her completely interesting. The blonde girl – no, she was more of a woman – was loud, arrogant, and her techniques were downright infuriating. He hadn't won, simply because her teammates were with her. They had first tried to use the fat one's techniques on him, only to realize that such taijutsu was generally useless against his own techniques. Then there was the boy with the shadow manipulation techniques... well, those were what got him, really. He barely got out of that one.
Well, I'm not paralyzed,
But I seem to be struck by you
The second time they fought, she was with another girl – woman, sorry – with pink hair. This made it more interesting, as he got a good taste of the blonde's skills, without any real meddling. It seemed the pink-haired one was not only her friend, but pretty tough, as well, but since he had disabled her leg and an arm almost instantaneously she didn't do too much fighting. That was how he got a full dose of the blonde's attitude. Again, he found her to be loud, arrogant, and infuriating. Before their fight got too serious, the pink haired one's team came to the rescue, much to his disdain. He had actually just about had them. He did, however, discover the woman's name was Ino.
I wanna make you move
Because your standin' still
This current moment was the third time, and this time, the blonde was alone. Alone, injured, and in the middle of some god-forsaken forest, a place aptly referred to of the middle of nowhere. And, since she was injured, he figured it would be easy to rid himself of this nuisance for once and for all. Hell, she could barely stand. He appeared in front of her just then, and suddenly so. She gasped and stumbled back in surprise. She was bleeding quite profusely, he noted, and she was clutching at her ribs. One guess was she got a good slash, or one of her ribs was so busted it was poking out. She gritted her teeth and glared at him with those alluring, icy, blue eyes. Neither had seen the other in at least two years.
Well I'm still imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place
"Look," she seethed in a shaking voice, "I'm not in the mood to fight you right now. I've got more important things to do." He was most amused to find a small trickle of red running its way past her softly painted lips and down her chin.
He didn't respond to her comment; he had yet to say a single word at all in her presence.
"Geez, don't talk much do ya?" She scoffed. Point proven. She slowly lumbered forwards and brushed past him. He turned to face her clumsily retreating form.
"If you're trying to make it to the nearest settlement, I can tell you now you won't." He stated flatly.
She fought back a chuckle, instead breaking into a slight cough. "Ah, he speaks," Ino taunted. She spun, resting her back heavily on the large tree behind her. "And why won't I? Are you going to kill me, is that it?"
"Even if I don't touch you..." he paused, and when he spoke next is was almost as though a completely different person was speaking. "You'll die before you get that far, stupid. It's a long way off. Maybe I should kill you now, and save you the trouble."
She grunted and cocked an eyebrow, smirking at him. "No thanks, but I think I'll pass on both of those." Well, even terribly injured she retained her loud, arrogant, infuriating personality.
He took a shuffling step towards her silently. She grimaced, as if knowing exactly what he was going to do. She immediately spun to face him, out of habit, perhaps, and fell to her knees with a gasp of pain. He took another slow step forwards. Her arms flew up, in an unfamiliar gesture. He took another step forwards. She shouted a warning for him to back off. He continued with another step towards her.
"Mind Transfer Jutsu!" She screeched.
If your body matches what your eyes can do,
You'll probably move right through me
On my way to you
There was a moment of sheer silence and stillness, as though the world itself was holding its breath. Her body slumped forwards to the ground, and he recoiled as though he had just been punched in the face, though he felt nothing physically wrong. He attempted to move towards her body, but nothing happened. Instead, he laughed. Low and slowly, at first, but then it picked up.
"Now I can use your body to transport mine... you're in good shape, I think I can get there in no time!" She cried in his voice, in a sickeningly gleeful way.
His body moved forwards a step. It strained to move the other foot, but nothing happened.
"What the hell?!" his vocal chords buzzed in dismay. "Why won't you move?!" His left arm flailed a bit in rage, all in effort of her straining to move the right half of his body.
"Hn, it seems you managed to overcome him." He said, in his own voice. "Annoying whelp."
"W-what?" The left half of his body struggled even more. "What are you trying to say?!" His voice – controlled by Ino – rose an octave to a dreadful wail. "What is this, how come you still have some control?!"
"Technically, I have full control. You do too."
"Obviously I don't, stupid!" She said, continuing to attempt to move his body forwards. His left hand, under her influence, flailed in front of his face. "See?! This is about all I can do...!"
His right hand, under his control, gripped harshly his left wrist and lowered the arm. "Shut up. I have all the control I had before, and you've taken all his control."
"He?! Who's he?!" his own voice retorted in dismay.
"Hn, my other half, obviously, moron."
"What other half?"
"I'll tell you if you leave my body." He grunted.
"No, I don't think I will. If I do, you'll just kill me anyways!"
"Nh, you'll die if you stay here, too. Your body won't stop bleeding on it's own."
She cried out in frustration. "So what the hell is this then, why do you have two minds?!" He didn't answer, so she persisted. "Who the hell are you, anyways?! I know you're Akatsu-"
"Zetsu." It felt strange to her, probably, when her sentence was cut short simply because the vocal chords took up another task. He was used to it, though.
"...Zetsu? Was that both your names?"
"Yes."
"Oh... well... uuh... hey, let's cut a deal. I'll leave your body as soon as mine gets to safety. I'll need your help for that, though. Is it a deal?"
Zetsu's right and black half was silent for a moment. "Deal." Ino wasn't sure if this was some sort of plot or a genuine agreement, but she chose to take that chance.
He stepped his half forwards – he was used to moving like this. And when her forward shuffle was delayed, he knew well that she wasn't. It didn't take too long, but they were finally close enough to her body. They bent over, and he watched his left arm clutch feebly at her literally mindless form. He, though, in interest, plucked at one of her limp arms, and then he began to show an interest in picking at her jounin vest.
"What are you doing?" she scolded, "pick me up!" A grin spread across the black half of Zetsu's face.
"You know, you sure do look delicious..."
Well, I'm not paralyzed
But I seem to be struck by you
I wanna make you move
Because you're standin' still
If your body matches what your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through me
On my way to you
Song lyrics are from the song "Paralyser" by Finger Eleven. That song kindasortanotreally inspired this. I just like that song, okay?!
As always, don't be afraid to review, I'm open to any feedback - yes, even flames. Also, if you have any crack-suggestions, fill me in! I'd love to come up with some wacky connection for ya! XD
