Chapter 1: Impossibly Possible
Special thanks to my one reviewer DexG23.
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Thought
"It should have been me! Why wasn't it me!?" Shikamaru's voice echoed. His hoarse voice a wail of pain and sorrow. He sat there on his knees tears spilling from his eyes like a storm, the crystal clear droplets fell to the stark white tile floor where it mingled with sickening green snot before sliding down the cracks created by Shikamaru's fist.
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"That's what it means to be a true companion you spineless coward!" yelled Shikaku. His voice echoing of the white waiting room. The passion of his speech was palpable. Sinking deep into the hearts of those present even the snide red head sitting next to Temari felt Electricity in her soul.
"Your right," said Shikamaru before he continued his adolescent voice finally regaining its strength. "Thanks dad, and you to Temari."
The young blonde merely scuffed turning away pretending to not care. However the red head next to here was not in a mood to be quite any more.
"HEY DIPSHIT!?" She screeched un crossing her arms an leaning forward. "Why the hell am I in this fucking hospital! I don't get it pineapple head ain't you supposed to be a genius so why am I not in chains fucker?"
Shikamaru turned to the red head who apparently had a thing for cussing and calmly said
"First ain't, is not a word, and second Naruto is the one who wanted you alive ask him when he gets back. Uhg your such a drag." Why would Naruto ask she be brought in alive any way? Shikamaru pushed his then hands deep into his short pocks as he stared at the red head.
"Which one of you pieces of trash his Naruto pineapple head?" The red head asked snidely. Tapping her sandal on the bleached white tile floor.
"He's blond that where so much orange" answered Temari curtly.
"That shit head?. What could that loud mouth want with me?"
As Shikamaru opened his mouth to answer the tack tack tack of sandals on tile reverberated through the halls. The thunderous echo growing louder and louder with every step. Ino and Choza barreled around the corner in a red and purple blur. Ino stopping in such a hurry that she left skid marks on the floor and ended up in a position some where between a crouch and a sweep kick. With here left leg in a bent position beneath here and her right leg thrust out to the side, both palms on the ground kept here balance. Sweet coated here porcelain like skin and she was rasping for breath in a way that sounded like a respirator(think darth Vader) Choza however ran straight into the other wall leaving spider web crakes in it and causing some pieces to fall off in a epic bang. As one they cried one "How are they?" before Choza collapsed to the ground.
"Who's the blond bimbo and old guy?" say the red head here smooth voice mirroring her confusion. She tilted her head to the side as The to new arrivals stared at her in shock. Then Ino yelled out,
"oi who you calling a bimbo?!," showing why it was called the fan girl whale she inhaled deeply and shouted with such force that her head swelled and the red heads hair went back in the gust of air" and at least I'm not wherein a but bow!" While the girl smoothed her hair down from the cartoon like shape it had taken her face reddened with rage. Only to be interrupted with the arrival of a third person. She was of average height, with short black hair and brown eyes. She was covered in sweet and her black robes where dripping with it to. While huffing she managed out,
"We…huf managed…it. He's stable." her knees gave way and she slid to the floor along the wall. "W w wh who… are y yo yo you?" she asked the red head.
"she's Tayuya," replied Shikamaru calling on his knowledge from the battle they had. "Naruto wanted me to bring her back alive but I don't know why." They sat there in quiet waiting for news from in the operating room while the now named Tayuya fumed. Choza moved to sit by Shizune as she panted. Ino stood by Shikaku while Shikamaru returned to his original place.
Not even five minutes later the door opened letting out a manicured foot in a high heeled sandal that was fallowed by the Fifth Hokage. The blonde slowly slid out and closed the door. Turning she examined the desperate faces of the people in the new room. Shock jetted across her face when she saw Tayuya but it did not linger. Upon seeing the nod from her Assistant Shizune She smiled a dazzling smile. "There both going to make it. Every thing is going to work out fine." At first there where cheers unstill the broken voice of Kakashi cut in.
"No. Its not," Before they turned Sasuke's body, limp, came flying by into a wall.
"What the hell!" yelled Tsunade as she looked past the others to see a Kakashi who looked so broken and crumpled it almost destroyed her. What happened next did just that. Tears leaking down his cheek he held up a blood soaked item with two little tails with red wood on the ends. The crusty blood still fresh in some places had flowed in to the indents that had made the Uzumaki swirl. "No," she whispered out "NOOOOOOOOOO!". Here cry cascaded over the village. Her sobs where soon joined by Ino's who backed away from the boy she was moving to help in fear and disgust. Temari was blank faced in shock. Naruto had bested Garra, given her back her brother an now he was gone?
"Your lying right?" Asked Temari. All the strength in her voice gone, tears threatening to break lose like a endless flood "Naruto cant die he's so strong. This is impossible. How could he be gone he beat Garra?" her voice a hoarse whisper drowned out by Shikamaru falling to his hand and knees yelling
"It should have been me!" while he cried bunching the floor over and over till the bones in his hand shattered with a horrifying crack.
End flash back
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Tayuya was the one who broke the endless chant with a raw voice choked with shock and sorrow "Where did you get that?" She questioned Kakashi. When every one just stared at her through there tears she moved up to Kakashi yanked the arm band away shoved it in his face before yelling at the top of her lungs in away so similar to Naruto "This! This right here! Where did you get it Dumas!?" The response came from Ino who though choking on the morbid fact that Naruto, some one she barely new was gone, answered
"I it w was n n nar u u uu to's. He always whore that symbol. For a-as long have we-ee n-new him in one way o or another." This fact was no shock to them. Never would be. But when the foul mouth red head one of there enemy's and that twice curst snake's elite broke down in tears of sorrow the could only watch in wander has she withdrew from her shirt a necklace with a small bronze pendent at the end. A pendent of scorched metal in the shape of the Uzumaki swirl.7 hours later unknown location
Itachi looked around the dark cave with a dull expression. His vision blurred as if in a thick fog barely showing the 8 other swirling images. Each one composed of rainbow like colors, stood a top a finger like statue made of common brown stone the color of light dirt. He listened to there whispers and groans at the situation till he could stand it no longer and reached up to his neck, his pale fingers clasped around the small dark button drew the attention of every one else to his swirling projection in the inky blackness. Sasori's hallow voice echoed through the stack silence first shattering the shock as he fumbled with the clasp," Itachi what are you doing?"
Itachi, who was in a state where he could not care less simple replied with his cold monotone that drove so many wiled "The obvious."
"But why?" said Sasori. His voice echoing of the caves walls in and endless wave.
"The nine tails host has died. There is no use for us now." This time it was Pains voice that echoed fourth though it missed the usual authority or passion it once held,
"So the Uzumaki is gone, we can and will capture the other jinjuriki and simple wait for the nine tails to reform."
Here half way down the black buttons that held the smooth balk silk to his tall frame Itachi stopped and looked into Pains eye.
"Reformed? When is that exactly Leader? 10 weeks? 10 years? 10 centuries? Face it Akatsuki is finished!" And with that he tore through the remaining buttons and chased the s elusion into the abyss below where it swirled in the inky blackness mirroring the cloak he had tossed over the cliff to his left slowly fading out As Itachi Uchiha confirmed the thoughts of every one there. First Pain, the Konan, Sasori, Kisame, Deidara. One by one till none remained the cloaks where cast in to the empty darkness.
Now we turn our attention to a place miles away in the land of fire to the lush forests of green and the rushing waters of clearest blue. If we were to stop here miles from any human inhabitant at a small brook that of chutes from a raging river we would think it paradise. Tall pine and oak stretched tall as mountains, the green canopy above an ever moving mass in a gentle breeze like a sea of varying green upheld by shafts of brown. Tracing down theses massive trunks we fine ivy and ferns mixed in with emerald grass. Of in the distance a herd of deer grazes. Bushes laden with fruit clamber over logs long sense felled and sleek red foxes trail rabbits as plump as the fire-Dynamo wife over an under. To the edges of the creek that was not big enough for a river but to large for a creek . It was as stated before quite clear. You could sea to the bottom of the water where rocks of may colors shapes and types where visible among the darting fish while you stood on the bank of pebbles smooth as glass. And just up stream lay a rise no more then 21 centimeters(8.5 inches) tall where water riffled over in a steady musicale course. And if you hand been there you would see the crystal clear water tainted with long reaching tendrils of sickly red as the flowed on int the water. You would of watched the body of a young man in orange pants with only black strips of ragged cloth they may have once been a shirt float over that rise with barley a splash. Seen the gapping whole in his chest that oozed blood and retched at the site of yellow bruises and bone shards died red piercing his flesh. Then marveled as this broken body of a child no more then thirteen with six whisker marks and a shock of terrifyingly bright blond hair made the unmistakable if not shallow sound…of breath.