Naruto is so not my property
Inspired by Weasel Fu
I just had to write this
Interlude
The hunter resisted the urge to shiver as the combined killing intent from his targets washed over him. He was not afraid, the ninja insisted to himself. The upper hand was his. It was Kazama's own fault he had been foolish enough to take in a child.
The Grass Nin wrenched Annika's arm, pulling the girl closer to him. "Don't move," he warned. "Or the kiddy gets it."
Violet and green eyes narrowed in fury and a growl escaped Hiraku's throat. How dare this man threaten what was theirs. He would die, the nukenin promised themselves.
The hunter seemed to mistake their anger for helplessness. The kunai in his free hand was pointed at the pair. "Now surrender, before . . ." He didn't get the chance to finish.
Annika had been waiting for her chance and now she had it. With all the strength present in her young body, as well as the training bestowed by her loving adopted family, she turned and planted her foot firmly in the older man's crotch.
Her attacker's face turned a funny color, the kunai falling from nerveless fingers. He crumpled, whimpering as he curled up in an attempt to protect his vulnerable man parts.
Annika kicked him again for good measure before skipping cheerfully over to her adopted Father's side.
A broad smile stretched across Hiraku's face. She had gotten him good. Akira grinned as well, playfully reaching out to ruffle Annika's hair. "That's our girl," he praised.
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Nope, Annika is definitely not hostage material
Hope you liked this little snippet and as always please R&R
The next real chapter will be up ASAP
