Sorry for not updating in a while. Work is keeping me pretty busy and exhausted. I have a day off tomorrow, so I'll try updating by then :)
Anyways, I read some of the stories on here and not to boast or anything...
But I have GREAT grammar. Haha! Sorry, I just couldn't read some of the stories on here. The grammar had me confused.
I am so thankful for english class.
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Anyways, I have rambled on enough.
ON WITH THE STORY.
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Which Means That You Left Behind
Gaara sat on the roof of his hotel. He was gazing at the moon, sitting very still with no emotion within his facial features. He had been sitting there for some time without disruption, which was very unusual considering he had the loudest and most annoying siblings ever. He liked the fact that he had not been bothered and was left alone for so long. It gave him peace from the hectic world surrounding him. Being alone all his life, one might think that he would want to be around people. It had the opposite effect on Gaara. He'd grown accustomed to it and enjoyed the lack of humanity that could never consume the night.
It had been four hours since his siblings had gotten back from Akimichi Restaurant and Bar. They had come back full and completely exhausted. They were a bit apprehensive to let Gaara know that they had made it back. After his abrupt departure from the restaurant they decided it was best to leave him to his own musings. Growing up with Gaara, you learn when it's better to just leave him alone.
After they had gone to bed Gaara went onto the roof and sat there, pondering his recent discovery. He was not sure that this was the Haruno they had been looking out for. She did fit the description well, with her green eyes, pink hair and high forehead. Not everyone had those features. In fact, no one had those features, especially that horrible pink hair.
Not only was Gaara sitting there, letting his thoughts wander, but he was waiting. After he had left his siblings to eat he immediately sent out a scroll to Suna. Within the scrolls contents was the description of the Haruno girl and a request of information. The informant still had yet to send out a scroll of their own. Gaara had been waiting for almost five hours and was beginning to question the efficiency of the other person. They should have sent some kind of information his way already. The fact that they had not sent anything was a bit suspicisious.
Gaara stood up and walked off the edge of the building. He landed on his feet and stood on the sidewalk, clenching his fists at his side. Glaring he quickly looked around him and disappeared into the dark alley behind him.
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6 months earlier
He stood ontop the building. No one knew he was there, and no one would find out. He was watching over the street below him, making sure no one entered the only door leading into the Konoha Village records. If anyone dared to enter he would, without hestitation, slit their neck. It did not matter if it was the Hokage herself, he would not let them pass without having his permission.
CRASH.
The young man crouched and reached for his kunai. Staring hard at the sidewalk, he slowly brought out his kunai, wrapping a long, black cord around the handle. Usually he would use hand combat but this situation was different. Under no circumstances was he to be seen at any time. Those were his orders.
"You know, if you want to be stealthy, you could have at least worn a hat to cover your ridiculous hair."
Standing up straight he looked ahead. A little bit chilled she had found him so quickly.
"So... didn't take you long to find me did it?" Turning around he grinned, knowing these were probably the last moments he had before-
"No. You're just too easy. I've been following you for quite some time." Pausing the woman dressed entirely in black pierced his mind with her gaze. "Please do tell me this, does she even know about you?"
The man sighed and took off his mask. "If you've been following me for quite some time, you'd know these things."
The woman huffed and stood back. "You know, it's that smart ass attitude that really annoys me. You'd think that after all these years you would grow up."
Laughing, he crouched on his knees and looked down. "If I could go back and change everything I've done to them, I would." Getting back up he walked toward the edge of the building, making the woman become tense.
"I have to take you back. You know that right? You haven't even finished you're contract with the-"
"Yes, I know." Turning around to face her, jumping on the ledge, he chuckled. "Who said it would be easy for you?" Raising his hand, he threw down a scroll.
Suddenly running at him, she jumped only to start choking on the smoke, left in his wake. He had escaped her once again. The only sign that he was there was the laughter ringing in her ears, making her cringe inwardly.
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"MASTER!" An old man running hard, waved a scroll in his hand. He had been running for quite some time now, trying to catch up to his peverted master. His voice had been cracked from the years of servitude. Every attempt to catch the man's attention had failed. Even in the dead of night, trying to catch up to his master in the market was a mission itself.
"MASTER!" He still didn't hear.
Breathing in deeply the aged man cried louder. "MAAAAAAAAAAAASTER"
Finally the fair-haired man turned around and grinned. "Oh I'm so sorry Zero, didn't even hear you."
Zero, having finally caught up to his rather large master kneeled over. Hands on his knees, he was puffing and hacking out his lungs. Why he always put himself through this was beyond him. Maybe it was the great benefits, or the income. Although compared to the affection he felt for this man, nothing else seemed to matter.
"Master Jiraiya!" He wheezed out, "A s-scroll has just come ba-ack from Kon-n-noha!" Sitting down on the ground he tried to regain his strength. All that running had really taken out a lot of his dwindling energy supply.
Shock registered on Jiraiya's face. "WELL! Don't just SIT there! Whose it from old boy?"
Lying down on the ground, beaten by his own body, he raised the scroll and waved it. He was still wheezing.
"It has come from the Kazekage himself."
Jaraiya snapped the scroll out of his hand. Seeing the broken man on the ground he shook his head. "You shouldn't strain yourself so hard Zero."
Putting the scroll away and picking up the clearly passed out man before him, Jiraiya held him over his shoulder. Pacing himself toward Zeros apartment he began to wonder about the scroll. It was highly unusual that the Kazekage sent a scroll while on a mission to see the Hokage. The last time he had sent one out Haruno had escaped the Akatsuki. Of course they were supposed to find him, no one ever did though.
When Jiraya was able to see the apartment block he started running. He didn't have Zeros keys meaning he couldn't go directly inside the building. Reaching the base he ran up the wall until he reached Zeros window. Still holding the man on shoulder he grabbed the windowsill and swung himself inside.
He looked around Zeros place. The floor was covered in clothes and any desk or counter was strewn with papers. The walls were filled with pictures of Zeros past. Friends he had made long ago, people he had met on a couple of Jiraiyas missions. Chuckling he laid the man down on his bed, also covered in clothes.
Zero was a really sentimental person. His age had not affected his memory, and that please Jiraiya. He held great affection for this man who had helped him in the past. Cooking for Jiraiya when the food he had made was burned to ashes. Giving Jiraiya the information he needed on his missions out of Suna. Zero was a real rock for Jiraiya growing up. Now it was Jiraiyas turn to take care of him.
I don't know how he'll survive my cooking though, He mused to himself, it really isn't the best. Oh well. I try.
Sitting himself on the edge of the window he pulled out the scroll and began to read. The Kazekage had chicken scratch writing, making it very difficult for Jiraiya to read. After a couple of minutes, deciphering the words, Jiraiya grinned to himself.
"If you're trying to be sneaky, try NOT breathing so hard," Jiraiya reached up and dragged a young man into the room, "and make sure I can't see you're shadow. Idiot."
"Well sorry if I don't really care if you catch me. I do this all the time Sensei." The boy scoffed after Jiraiya threw him onto the floor.
"Is that what you're going to say to the enemy when they catch you? I highly doubt that will earn any mercy from them." Jiraiya chortled at the boy.
The boy frowned at his sensei. looking back at the scroll he asked, "So is this a mission?" His eyes grew wide with excitment.
"Yes, it is. I'm not sure how this will go over though. It says they've spotted Haruno," Jiraiya noted how the young mans eyes grew sad, "in Konoha."
Snapping his attention quickly, the young man furrowed his eyebrows. "Are you sure it's the right Haruno?"
Jiraiya stared at the boy in front of him. "Well that's the thing. We have to gather information and go check for ourselves. If it is-"
"I'm coming with you."
Jiraiya walked past the boy and pulled down the window. Turning around he faced the young mans back. "And what makes you so sure?'
The boy tensed up and turned around. Staring at his sensei he snickered. "Because of this," Forming a hand sign he yelled "SEXY NO JUTSU."
POOF. He was a girl.
Jiraiya stood there dumbfounded, longingly gazing at the young, beautiful woman standing in front of him. His eyes were wide, nose was bleeding and hair on end.
"Sooo, hee hee, how about it sensei?" The girl winked at him seductively.
"Ahhhh ha. suuuuuuure." Jiraiya reached out to touch the womans breast when POOF! A man stood there glaring at him.
"...THAT'S SO NOT FAIR. I was SO CLOSE."
The young man ran for the window. Pulling up the window and jumping out onto the sidewalk, he laughed evilly as he heard Jiraiya cry out,
"COME BACK HERE NARUTO!"
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So, Naruto makes an appearance! :) Hope you like this chapter.
I know it's kind of short, but I'm still developing some of the ideas I have going on here.
BEAR WITH ME! Please! D:
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