I only own Nokoribi and Momi all other characters belong to the series of Naruto which is owned my Masashi Kishimoto.
Nokoribi collapsed to the floor her body now not only exhausted by the violent escape from her village but because she had spent the last half day jumping from tree to tree. Her long black hair was tangled with knots, her grimy prison clothing was even more dirty and torn than she had left and her feet hurt. With absence of shoes she had to kneed the splinters from her poor toes.
I'm starting to regret this, she thought as her stomach gurgled with hunger, at least we got fed when everyone was alive.
Don't be so pessimistic! Listen, all we have to do is amaze the Leaf Village with my epic and extravagant abilities, so we can become shinobi. You will know what real food is then, that slop they made us eat wouldn't have even been given to animals.
I think dangerous and destructive are better words to describe your abilities. But I'm not sure Phoenix. Being a Shinobi. I hear there is a lot of training.
Don't fret. What did you just spend seventeen years of your life doing? Because I know for sure it wasn't relaxing. Also don't call me that. My name is Momi.
Sorry, Momi and I guess you have generations' worth of experience. It shouldn't be too bad as long as we're together, there was an explosion in the distance followed by what sounded like crashing waves, what the heck was that? I thought the ocean was miles away.
Well, you have never properly left the village in all fairness but I don't remember it being near, mischief suddenly entered Momi's voice, we should go and check it out. There may be giant fishes we can eat.
The image of a large fish being slowly roasted on a spit was all but too tempting. Nokoribi stood and sniffed the air. It was odd how the air did not smell of salt like the stories she had heard said.
It is more likely a lake than the ocean, which was all Nokoribi needed before she sprung from the ground and into the tree tops.
She followed the sound of water and as it became louder her mouth began to water uncontrollably. The longest she had gone without food was five days, a painful survival training she had been forced into. That feeling of gut wrenching starvation was not something she wished to experience again.
There were men shouting and Nokoribi had soon reached a clearing in the trees. She hesitated in the depths of the wood in fear she may be captured. She observed the happenings from a few trees back.
Good idea. It looks like we may have run into a full blown fight. If we just stay here and wait it out we may be able to grab some supplies…
From the dead ones? Nokoribi sceptically looked over at the pile of bodies that was slowly forming at the side, that's gross.
It's better than starving.
Her eyes rested on the two forms that were causing this carnage they both wore black long cloaks dotted with red swirly clouds. The taller one was completely blue and had formidable strength. He crashed what appeared to be a bandaged sword into the ground, the earth cracking as though the plaits beneath had moved. He appeared to be the one controlling the two dragons that drown and obliterated the few men that remained standing.
So that's what was making the noise earlier.
Hey Nokoribi I think I have found that big fish we wanted, Momi paused, that other man. Those eyes. Do you recognise those?
Of course she did. The smaller of the two did little fighting and seemed to leave it all to his partner. However his eyes gleamed red, the Sharingan. Nokoribi knew those eyes far too well.
Itachi Uchiha. What should we do?
Only Itachi and the blue man remained.
We will leave this area as quietly as possible.
She prepared her body to jump silently to another branch when there was a sudden burst of shouting. In the few seconds before their death, one of the men from the pile of dead had thrown a kunai at the pair. It was failed attempt in being courageous. However the abrupt noise surprised Nokoribi and to put it lightly she did not land gracefully. Let alone silently.
Her body slipped from the branch she crouched on. It happened too quickly for her to grasp hold of anything, to at least slow her fall down. The drop itself lasted what felt like five minutes, the twigs and sticks whipped at her skin. But finally she landed with a substantial crack.
"Ouch," she grimaced out loud.
Her skin was sliced open, clothes completely muddied and bloodied, as well as leaves wedged deep into her array of messy hair. Oh yeah, there was also the cold blade of a kunai at her throat.
"Who are you?" the collected Uchiha demanded.
Nokoribi stared silently passed him. Cautious of those eyes. Fear had grasped her body but not her mind.
Momi! What do I do? No answer, that's right run and hide. You cowardly chakra monster.
There was a sharp pain in her neck as the blade was impatiently bit into her flesh.
Whatever you do, don't say your part of the Taiyo Clan. You don't know what these people might know about them.
"My name is Nokoribi Aku. I'm just a traveller, please..."
Nice cover up.
Shh. You're distracting me.
"Believe her?" the blue one questioned.
Itachi shrugged, " I'm not sure Kisame. Her clothes wouldn't really support that story, but she isn't carrying any weapons."
"So we don't kill her," Kisame sounded disappointed.
Yes! We are saved. I can't believe you fooled an Uchiha.
"But it is best to be safe than sorry. Besides Leader wanted us to kill anyone who had seen us."
Kisame looked at me with a wide grin, "I guess it is your unlucky day."