As promised, next chapter. I also reloaded the first chapter as I found out that the symbols I used for scene breaks weren't showing which made the chapter feel more rushed then it already was.
As I already mentioned this story wasn't supposed to have any in depth plot *kicks plot bunny trying to sneak in* but still some managed to creep in.
I appreciate reviews, it would be nice to know if I am making people laugh.
Also I apologise to any Hidan fans out there if he is OOC. I went and re-watched all the episodes and read through his Narutopedia page when I first started to write this so that I could try and sorta keep him in character. *shrugs*
Another note, I don't have a beta so it is inevitable that I might miss a few mistakes, no matter how many times I re-read through it. So if you spot any missing words or sentences that don't quite make sense then by all means tell me and I will fix it. Thanks
Onwards to the story!
Chapter Two
The next morning Shina quickly finished her breakfast and made her way to her lab. She walked in and made sure to lock the door behind her. Walking over to the small tank she peered in. Wow, he looked much better after a night in the water, she thought. He appeared to be asleep with his eyes closed and his face relaxed.
Yesterday after training she had delved right into the history books trying to get a sense of what this shinobi would be like. But the problem was that not a lot of information was known and it was sketchy at best with only the name and basic outline of fighting skills. This had left her frustrated, she hated not having all the information, doubly so in a situation as dangerous as this one. Well, she might as well pull the head out and start some preliminary scanning so that she could start figuring out how to create her new restraining jutsu.
There was a knock on the lab door which made her start in surprise. Shina walked over and unlocked the door before carefully opening it a few inches to peer out and see who it was. She relaxed and gave a grin when she saw Akira standing there.
"Hey, where's Daiki?" Shina asked opening the door to allow him to slip in.
"Training, I figured you wouldn't mind me hanging out with you till he's done."
"That's fine. I'm just about to take the head out. If the story is right, he should be able to talk to us."
They walked over to the tank where Shina rolled her sleeves up and dipped them in to grasp at the head. Akira watched with interest.
"Wow, he looks much better now." He muttered.
As soon as Shina's hands grasped the head the eyes shot open and looked up at her as much as he was able. She eased it out and held it over the tank to allow the excess water to drain off. As soon as he was out his mouth started to move as he attempted to form speech. Both the teenagers watch raptly to see if he would.
A slight raspy sound was heard from the head. Akira raised an eyebrow and tapped the bodiless shinobi on the nose.
"Aw, how cute. He's trying to talk."
The heads face screwed up in pure rage as Shina shot her team mate a dirty look.
"….ak….oo!" The head was starting to form distinguishable sounds now. Shina placed the head on a towel and lifted the edges to dry off the hair. The head gave muffled shouts as she rubbed the towel over his scalp. Finally she put the towel down and snickered at the murderous look on his face that was made a whole lot less effective by his white hair puffing around his face. He growled at her.
"…uck …yo..!"
Akira leaned in with his hand cupped around his ear, "Sorry, didn't catch that."
"Fuck you!" his voice was still raspy from disuse but the words were recognisable, "When I get my hands on you little pricks I am going to rip you all limb from limb."
Akira just ruffled the nin's hair, "Keep telling yourself that." He turned to Shina, "You know it's not too late to drop him back in the hole."
"Don't ignore me you little brats!"
Shina shook her head, "No. I can't let this opportunity go to waste."
"FUCK YOU BOTH!"
Akira shrugged, "Just making sure you know your options."
"ARRRRGGG!"
They both turned to him. Shina planted her hands on her hips, trying her best to be intimidating.
"You know, threatening me like that won't get you put together. Besides, how stupid do you think I am? I know you're a mass murdering criminal, I'm not putting you together unless I know I can control you."
"Yeah, just chill out Goldy." Akira added, "you'd still be in the ground if it wasn't for us."
"My name is Hidan. Not. Goldy." Hidan ground out, after a moment he grudgingly asked "How long was I buried anyway?"
Shina and Akira looked at each other.
"What's it been, something like a hundred and fifty years?" Shina asked.
"Probably closer to a hundred and sixty." Akira answered.
"What?!" Hidan made a strangled sound, "A hundred and sixty years!"
He fell silent then as he absorbed the new information. A hundred and sixty years. Damn, the shadow user would be long dead by now. Fuck, what the hell was he going to do now?
"Hmmm, do you think we broke him?" Akira asked.
"Nah, he'll be fine." Shina responded, "Hey Hidan," he looked up at her, "I've got to go get some books, is there anywhere you want me to put you?" he didn't respond, he only looked away with a scowl. Shina just shrugged.
"Suit yourself. Come on Akira." And with that they left leaving Hidan alone in the old lab with only his thoughts for company.
Three days later Shina was at the end of her rope. She swung around to face Hidan.
"WILL YOU SHUT UP!" she screamed at him.
Hidan just gave her a smug look. With a lack of anything else to do and the inability to throttle any of the brats yet he had decided to settle on just annoying the crap out of the Nara girl. It had so far proven to be an enormous amount of fun. She threw her arms up with a noise of exasperation just as a knock sounded on the door. She stomped over and flung it open with a "WHAT?"
Standing at the door was Kimi and the twins.
"You alright?" Kimi asked as Gin cowered behind her a bit.
"No." Shina snapped as she stepped aside to let them in, "He just won't shut up."
Hidan narrowed his eyes at the twins, "What do you little fuckers want?"
"Why don't you just gag him?" Kimi asked as she wondered over to the big tank that still held the rest of Hidan's body.
"I tried." Shina groaned, "Somehow he gets them off."
"Hey! I'm right here; I can hear everything you're saying." Hidan said sarcastically.
The twins sidled up to him with their own smug grins. He glared at both of them; he didn't trust either of them.
"Fuck off you two." He growled.
The twins just ignored him as Daiki picked Hidan up.
"He's got quite the foul mouth on him, doesn't he?" Daiki said tilting the head to the side slightly.
"Hmm, maybe we should help Shina with gagging him?" Akira replied.
"Put me down!" Hidan said furiously.
Daiki put him back down on the folded towel with a grin.
"I just had a great idea." Daiki said.
"Kurama?" Akira asked with a grin.
"Kurama." Daiki confirmed.
"Who the fuck is Kurama?"
They ignored him as they ran out the door giggling. Shina and Kimi just watched them leave from over at the other tank. Kimi tapped at the glass.
"Hey Shina, where are you going to get some clothes from?"
"What?"
Kimi pointed at the tank, "I don't see any clothes in there."
There was a pause as the full import of that statement sunk in.
"Crap. I didn't think of that."
Kimi grinned, "Wow, something miss smarty pants Nara didn't think about."
Shina just stuck her tongue out at her, "I'll go ask Ayame. I have to go see her about something else any way." She went and grabbed a notebook that she had been scribbling in and then grabbed Kimi by the wrist, "Come on, let's go now. I'm tired of listening to him talk."
"Oi, don't leave me here. I'm bored." Hidan said.
"Too bad." Shina muttered as she dragged Kimi and Gin out and closing the door with a definite 'bang'.
Great. Now what was he going to do?
The sound of the lab door opening awoke Hidan from the light doze he had slipped into. He opened his eyes expecting to see the Nara girl again. Instead he was confronted by what was quickly becoming his worst nightmare.
The twins.
He narrowed his eye suspiciously at the identical smug grins they were both sporting. They strolled over to him with their hands behind their backs.
"Fuck off." Hidan growled at them.
"Now why would we want to do that?" one of them replied. Hidan didn't know which one was which.
"We are just here to do a favour for a friend."
"And you can't do a single thing about it."
Hidan growled at them. These two took too much fun in the fact that he was powerless to really carry out any of his threats at the moment. One of the boys removed his hand from behind his back and dangled something in front of his face.
Hidan's eyes widened at what he saw.
"See Uncle Kurama was nice enough to help us find a gag that you wouldn't be able to take off."
"Get that the fuck away from me!" Hidan said wondering what kind of sick Uncle would give two thirteen year olds a ball gag to use.
"I don't think so." The one not holding the gag picked up the head.
Hidan could feel a little panic set in, "Wait, no, I… I won't talk anymore, I promise. Just don't use that thing."
"Now what kind of ninja do you take us to be?" the one holding the gag gave him a sceptical look.
"Seriously, just 'cause we're kids doesn't mean we're stupid."
The gag came towards him then so Hidan just clamped his jaw shut. He was not having that thing in his mouth, Jashin only knew where it had been.
But no luck.
The twins had the unfortunate advantage of leverage and determination. It only took them a moment to force his mouth open and shove the ball in, quickly doing up the strap behind his head. He screamed muffled obscenities at them from behind his gag as they just laughed at him.
Putting him back on the bench they walked back out still snickering. Never before had Hidan wished so badly for the ability to kill someone with a look before then he did in that very moment.
Over the next week Shina, with some help from Ayame and the Uzumaki twins, managed to create her restriction jutsu. Now all they needed was a test subject. All six of them were gathered in the lab as they tried to figure out who they could test it on that would be powerful enough but at the same time wouldn't ask too many questions. Shina was busy piecing together Hidans torso as the rest all lounged around on the stools and the floor throwing out names. Hidan, of course, was safely gagged so that they wouldn't have to listen to his bitching.
"What about one of the ANBU?" Kimi said playing tug-of-war with Gin, "I have a cousin."
"No, the ANBU are too nosy. They will definitely be suspicious as to why this kind of jutsu was created in the first place." Ayame sighed.
"I think just Jounin level will be enough." Shina said sliding a stich through the flesh in front of her.
"Well we could always ask one of our teachers." Akira suggested.
"No. Our Sensei will be just as nosy as any ANBU." Hiroshi said.
"And ours will wonder why you didn't ask yours." Ayame added.
"What about Kurama?" Daiki asked.
"Won't he be just as suspicious as anybody else?" Kimi said with a frown.
"Yeah, but Kurama won't immediately run off to the Hokage. His loyalty lies only with the Uzumaki, not Konoha." Daiki replied.
The other four looked at the twins.
"Really?" Ayame asked.
Akira sighed, "Yes, sort of. You have to remember that he is reeeeally old. One and half centuries is not a lot of time to form an attachment to a village. It's gonna take him awhile." He gave a half-hearted shrug.
"Weeeell, Kurama would make a good test subject. If he can't break it then we can be assured that Hidan won't be able to." Shina said after a moment of silence.
"Great, it's decided. You two get Kurama and we'll meet you over on Training Ground Three." Ayame said jumping off her stool.
Shina washed her hands off before grabbing up the scroll that was sitting on the bench as well as her notebook and pointed everyone at the door.
"Then let's go."
They all tromped out the door leaving Hidan to look after them a little mournfully. They had left the fucking gag on.
"UNCLE MATSU! UNCLE MATSU!"
Uzumaki Matsu gave a groan and rolled over on the couch he was trying to nap on so that his face was buried in his pillow. He knew those voices anywhere and they rarely meant good things for naps. Sure enough he was soon being shaken by his twin terror nephews.
"Uncle Matsu."
"What?" Came the muffled reply.
"Can we talk to Kurama?"
He shifted back around, so that he was lying on his back again and looked at the twins.
"Lemme just see if he's awake." He closed his eyes.
His whole demeanour changed subtly as he opened his eyes again. The bright blue now replaced by red, an indicator that Kurama was forefront. He gave a languid stretch before tucking his hands behind his head.
"What can I do for you two?" He asked.
"We need your help to test a new jutsu that Shina made." Akira said.
A gold eyebrow rose up, "What kind of jutsu?"
"Erm, a kind of restriction jutsu. She hasn't got a name for it yet." Daiki replied.
Kurama scratched at his cheek, "Why do you need me? Can't you just go ask one of your teachers?"
Subtle guilt flashed over the boys faces as they took a moment to formulate their answer. Kurama narrowed his eyes slightly; these boys were up to something. Most likely something they knew their elders wouldn't approve of.
"Um, well… the thing is…" Daiki started to say.
"It's made to restrict… um… strong shinobi." Akira mumbled.
"And we thought that if you couldn't break it then no one could." Daiki finished.
Kurama sat up and gave both the twins a hard look. Who on earth would warrant that kind of jutsu? It couldn't just be a prank because Shina wasn't the kind of kid that did that. So why would she need that? He gave a mental shrug, one way to find out.
"Alright let's go then." He said standing up.
The twins broke out in identical grins and each grabbed a hand to drag him off to the training grounds.
Ten minutes later they arrived at the training ground to find the rest of the group already there and waiting. Kurama folded his arms and gave Shina a look.
"Before I become your test subject, I would like to know why you created this jutsu?"
The rest of the kids all turned their eyes to Shina to see what she would say. Shina made a face before giving a sigh.
"I'm a medic-nin in training and I have quickly learned that a lot of shinobi," she shot a look of her own at the twins, "don't like to stay in hospital for the prescribed length of time. I wanted to make something that could allow even a ninja as low level as a genin to be able to keep someone as high levelled as the Hokage firmly in the hospital bed."
"Hmm, sounds reasonable." Kurama scratch at his chin in thought, "Why all the secrecy though?"
"I wanted to complete it before I told the medic-nin. They wouldn't believe I could do it otherwise 'cause I'm just a kid." Shina mumbled crossing her arms.
Kurama took a moment to think. It all sounded perfectly reasonable and safe, no nefarious going on seemed to be involved. But he couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to it than that. He couldn't talk to Matsu about it because his vessel had decided to just go ahead and take his nap while Kurama had control over the body. For now, he decided to let it be. However he would keep an eye on them all.
"Alright, what do you need me to do?" He asked.
Shina brightened, "Could you just kneel down. You're really tall and I need to reach your head."
Kurama just chuckled as he went down on one knee before the girl. Ayame stepped over to stand next to Shina and opened the scroll she was holding.
"Ok, there are three parts to this." Shina started to explain to Kurama what she was doing, "First part is to establish a connection, this will lay down the foundation for the rest of the jutsu."
She bit her thumb to draw blood and made three hand seals. She then pressed her thumb to the point where his collarbones met leaving behind a small smear of blood before then pressing her thumb in the middle of the seal drawn on the scroll.
"Ok, second part lays down the control parameters. The only control parameters I have at the moment are partial control, full control and paralysis."
She did four hand seals this time reaching a hand around to the back of his neck to press against the base of his skull. A black seal line appeared, running right the way down his spine, whilst black chain patterned seals wrapped around each wrist and ankle.
"Last part locks it all down and seals you to the primary and secondary controller."
She only formed one hand seal this time before she pressed both her hands against his chest til they glowed faintly at which point she then removed them, placing one hand on the scroll and the other against her own chest. When she lifted her hands away he could see a small starburst pattern on the scroll and a quick peek down his shirt showed the same starburst on his chest.
"Ok. That's it. Now all we have to do is test all the various functions." Shina said with a proud smile.
"So I can get up now?" Kurama asked.
Shina giggled, "Yes. Its default is sleep mode; no control has been applied to you yet."
Kurama stood up and took a look at the seals around his wrist. He had to admit that he was impressed at Shina. The jutsu was a little lengthy but simple to remember and didn't require a lot of chakra to execute. He did notice that whilst it didn't need much chakra to execute it did need at least rather good chakra control, which limited its use to those with naturally excellent chakra control and Jounin level shinobi. But that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
"Well let's get testing." He said with a grin.