Side Note: Just to make everything clear on the O.C's (Orochi jinchuuriki) appearance. His clothes are taken from various other Ninja. His Hitai ate is like Genma's except that his hair doesn't come out at the bottom. The bandages on his face come from Zabuza, his fishnet shirt-Itachi, Gui-Sasuke after time skip, arm bandages-Lee, Pants-Kakashi. Hope that made it clearer for you.


Chapter 4

Yameero struggled against his bonds as he was dragged by the Grass Nin towards Kusa. He couldn't believe that he and Antake had been defeated by this kid. Antake being killed none the less. It surprised him to no end when he had broken Antake's Jutsu. His whole squad had been killed, his Chuunin, Antake's Chuunin and Antake himself. BY A KID. He wasn't any older than fifteen; there were young Jounin in Iwa too. But that was Iwa, one of the five great shinobi villages. Kusa was nothing more than a village that had broken off from Iwa after the war with Kohona. It was bullshit. Kusa should not have such powerful ninja. He vowed that if he escaped he would organize another squad and attack this damn village. He grunted as the Grass Nin let him hit the ground.

"This one of the Rock Nin's that was in our territory? Yameero couldn't see who had spoken but he assumed it was the gate guard. Probably an Anbu or at least a Chuunin.

"Hai." I killed the rest of their team. Six Chuunin and one other Jounin, this one here is Jounin also."

"Why didn't you leave the other one alive?"

"Because I felt like killing him." The Grass Nin snickered.

"Hmm, I'll leave Koumei-sama to scold you for that. Go on in." Yameero heard the gate open up and was picked up again. As he was brought past he saw the Anbu watching him in standard Anbu uniform. He tilted his head slightly to catch view of the village when he was knocked out.

"Hijiri! You need to remember to cover their eyes or something when you bring them in, we can't allow them to see our village." Hijiri turned around and looked at the Anbu.

"Since when have any of MY prisoners escaped to tell our secrets?

"Either way, follows procedure."

Hijiri snorted. "Yeah yeah." It was true, none of his prisoners got away, mainly because if any escaped he took it as a personal insult and hunted them down and beat them to a pulp. Fifteen years old and he was already in the top 25 Jounin in the village. Not including the Anbu, but he new a select few he could take. Oronaga Hijiri had become Chuunin by the time he was eleven. Two and a half years later he had become Jounin. His main skills were in stealth and fighting shorthanded. He had always been quick to spot his enemies mistakes and had used them to fuck up there teammates. He didn't work to well in squads with ninja lower than him. He preferred to make half-assed plans for himself and wing it the rest of the time. He didn't like having to watch over teammates and actually coming up with real plans and including them in it. The only ninja he would team with were high level Jounin and Anbu. Ninja that could take care of themselves and think quickly enough to execute attacks in sync with himself.

He looked up at the central tower and wiped more sweat off of his forehead. 'Fucking hot day.' Hijiri dropped his unconscious prisoner at the feet of the guards.

"His name is Yameero, I didn't get his last name, and he's from Iwa and was here with seven other ninja. Interrogate him and when you have enough information send for me.

"Hai, Hijiri-sama." The Chuunin guard grabbed Yameero and disappeared.

Hijiri opened the door to the central tower and walked in. He had to report to the head Jounin. Since Kusa was not powerful enough to claim the kage title they had head Jounin. He walked up the stairs, scratching his head as he did so. He knew he was about to get in major shit for killing the second Jounin. 'Stupid procedure.'

"He knocked on the door of the head Jounin's office.

"Hai, come in."

Hijiri walked in and looked an extremely pissed off looking Koumei.

"Why? Why Hijiri? Every time I give you a mission you screw it up somehow by killing someone."

"I left the leading Jounin alive." Hijiri replied sheepishly with a nervous chuckle.

"I don't care what if the other Jounin was the one with all the information. You know that there is a lot of tension between Iwa and Kusa; we need every advantage we can get. That includes information and valuable Rock Ninja for hostages. I'm going to give you a little lesson since you're so retarded. JOUNIN, ARE VALUABLE!"

Hijiri cringed slightly at Koumei's shouts. The man was scary. He could have tried to defend himself but it would just be suicide. Koumei had a bad habit of beating up disobedient ninja when he was in a bad mood. Other that that little hitch he was a pretty nice guy. He was in his early thirties and had short red hair. His Hitai ate was on his forehead at a slight angle. He had brown eyes and a thin nose. His mouth was rather large, in more ways than one. He wore a black open trench coat that reached his ankles. Underneath was a skin tight dark blue body suit. It was specially made to withstand weather conditions and sharp objects, It also kept his body temperature regulated and absorbed sweat. He wore a pair of black ninja pants with black boots. Overall a very intimidating man.

"I'm failing you on this mission and docking your mission capability to C and D ranks only."

"WHAT? Listen Koumei-sama, I understand failing me on this mission but why dock my capability? I don't think I could survive a week with out at least doing a B rank mission or higher. Do you want to kill one of your best Jounin? How can you have me do Genin level missions?"

"You need to learn discipline Hijiri. You may have the skill of an adult but you are still a child. Calm down, it will only be for a week. But don't think that you're off the hook. You better shape up or it will extend to a month.

Hijiri grumbled. 'C rank missions, that's complete bullshit.'

"By the way, I'm giving you a mission now, D rank, you have to stop by Ms. Osaka's house and do her grocery shopping.

"Well I choose not to accept this mission." Hijiri huffed and crossed his arms across his chest. Locking Koumei in a death glare.

"It's mandatory. And you have to do it in 20 minutes or less otherwise I'll extend your punishment to two weeks. Afterwards you will come here again where ill give you another D rank. Dismissed."

Hijiri grumbled and stormed out. Words could not describe how pissed off he was. He never did a D rank mission in his life, he became Chuunin before hand. And when he was Genin for, like a month, he did C rank. D rank missions were an insult. He would find a way out of this.

Hijiri walked out of the central tower and headed towards Ms Osaka's place. His hands rested behind his head as he walked. He stared absent mindedly at the clouds. 'Stupid Koumei, he doesn't know what he's talking about. Fuck discipline.' He continued to walk along, not paying attention until he bumped into someone and heard glass break. He turned and looked. He first saw the broken glass on the ground; he had no clue what it was before. Than he looked up and saw Kyoudai staring at him with her hands on her hips.

"Dammit Hijiri! Why don't you ever look where you're going? You broke my grandmother's vase."

"So fix it then." Hijiri turned and walked away.

Kyoudai's jaw hung open at his rudeness. She huffed and stormed after him.

"Just because I CAN fix it doesn't mean you can go around breaking my stuff."

"True, but that was your grandmothers so it was free game." Hijiri chuckled under his mask.

"You can be such a jerk sometimes you know that?"

"Well what's the big deal? You can fix it in seconds."

It was true Kyoudai had special Jutsu to revert objects back to there original form. She could use it on the broken glass and return it back to the vase if she used he right amount of charka. It was an excellent Jutsu to fix broken weapons and for whenever her horrible cooking was burnt. She would just use her Jutsu and make it raw again and start over. Hijiri figured that with all the time she does that she'd be a great cook by now but it never helped.

He looked her up and down. Her light Auburn hair was tied back into a long braid that ran to the small of her back. She was wearing a tight dark green sleeveless button down shirt with her light green Chuunin vest over top. Her hands were covered in dark green fingerless gloves. She had black tights that went down to her calve and a light green leather skirt.

"So what? What if it had been someone else other than me who you bumped into?"

"Then they'd be shit out of luck than wouldn't they?"

Kyoudai sighed. "What am I going to do with you, she turned and sealed."

"Reverting Mass Jutsu."

The glass sprang to life and reattached together to form a rather nice vase.

"You need to teach me that Jutsu; it would be so much help."

"No! It's my clans Jutsu." Kyoudai sent Hijiri a dirty look.

"But you're the one who created it, your clan doesn't even have a bloodline."

"So what if my clan doesn't have one, we can still have our own personalized Jutsu, all the Jutsu I make stays with my clan."

Kyoudai was quite the genius when it came to creating Jutsu. She knew exactly how chakra worked and what she had to do with it in order to get the results she needed. Combined with precise chakra control and a lively imagination she had come up with a myriad of interesting Jutsu. The problem was that she didn't have a very large chakra capacity and couldn't perform half of her more complicated Jutsu.

"Fine suit yourself, I could have improved it for you and made it stronger. Than you could have an even more useful technique for your clan, but owe wellll. Hijiri sung the last word just to taunt her more.

And it worked perfectly.

"Shut up Hijiri!" Kyoudai turned and stormed off in a rage. He loved making her mad, she was so much fun. Hijiri had known Kyoudai since they were three years old and had been best friends since. They had even been on the same team; it was rather awkward considering he had taken the Chuunin exam when she graduated the academy. Normally they would never be put on a team together but there were an odd number of students in her class. She would have been left behind until the next year if Hijiri hadn't pleaded with Koumei to allow her to pass. She had the skill, but every Genin needed two partners and a Jounin instructor. He had managed to persuade Koumei to allow her to join a team with him and his Jounin instructor.

Hijiri himself had not had a team, just a sensei. Whenever a shinobi showed the potential to become Chuunin at young ages they were pulled from the academy and trained by one sensei. The sensei would then decide whether they could go into the Chuunin exams. This went with all the shinobi villages. But since the exams required a three man squad there was a second exam held shortly after the regular. It would take place a month after the regular exams. It was basically a three part tournament with one man teams. The first part was to asses there knowledge through a written test; the third was an intense obstacle course that took a minimum of 24 hours to complete. The third was an all out brawl with every remaining participant in one ring. The top five cumulative scores became Chuunin. Only five passed no matter what.

He watched Kyoudai leave and turned to go find Ms Osaka.


Kohona Hospital

Naruto sat in his hospital bed trying to fall asleep. With all that was going on he was having trouble. Sasuke was with the snake bastard, he let down Sakura-chan and two members of their squad had almost died. It was a lot to swallow. He had thought over his fight with Sasuke plenty of times. He had finally decided that he would just have to become stronger. But Sasuke had the sharingan. With it, training under Orochimaru, he would absorb Jutsu like crazy. Naruto didn't know how he could keep up. He would have to talk to granny about it.

Most of the talk in Neji's room consisted of Kaguya Kimimaru and the cursed seal. Mostly on the Kaguya, everyone was astounded at his bloodline and skill. Everybody was asking Fuzzy Brows questions. He was ecstatic with all the attention and Ten Ten had to take him into the hall to calm down. They would have asked Gaara if they weren't still afraid of him, he just stood by and added comments here and there. Naruto and him talked quite a bit now, ever since Gaara found out that he to had had a demon in him.

'I wonder if there are any more out there'

Hai there is.

'How many?'

There are nine Bijuu in total. The Ichibi (One tail), who is in your friend Gaara, the Nibi (two tails) who is also sealed in another human. I don't know who. Then there is the Sanbi (three tails) who is sealed, the Yonbi (Four tails) is free, but for some reason I cannot sence him anymore. Same as the Rokubi (Six Tails). Both have disappeared from my senses.

'What about the other four?'

The rest are all sealed, the Rokubi and Yonbi were the only free ones remaining.

'Free?'

The Kyuubi sighed at his containers empty headedness. They were the only Bijuu who weren't sealed into humans.

'Owe I see. So what is the story with you Bijuu?'

We are the nine demons that rule the sections of hell.

'Sounds…nice, why are you all in our world.'

Because one by one we became bored, so we left and roamed your world, watched as you developed and occasionally killed large amounts of humans for fun.

'Sounds like you were just a bunch of assholes, how come there's nothing in the scrolls about you all together, I hadn't even heard of any others than you.'

We don't all get along very well; we fought each other mostly during out time in this world.

'So you all hate each other?'

Basically.

'Who do you hate the most?'

The Yamato no Orochi, the others I can tolerate.

'Why do you hate him? Did he beat you up or something?

NO! He tried and we fought for one hundred years, his weakness showed when he began to get tired. I however have unlimited chakra, that is why I am the King of the Bijuu!

'Right. I'm tired, I'm going to try to fall asleep, no more talk.'

Sure Kit.


Closing note: Short chapter I know, I'm trying to aim for 3000 word minimum, but it's easier said than done. Ill made chapter 5 extra long. Maybe 4-5000 words. How do you like the O.C's? Basically, every O.C that gets a name will play a larger part. Hitomato and Antake are exceptions of course because there dead. I just gave them names to make it easier, instead of saying Rock Nin all the time. Please review, any ideas on the story or charactors.