Legacy of the Rasengan II
Makaze Rekidaishi
By: Tellemicus Sundance
Chapter 7--Dark Revelations
North Base
7:50am, forty minutes after the start of the attack
"Before we begin," Sasuke said, reluctantly deactivating his Sharingan to better conserve his remaining chakra. "Answer me this one question. Why are you here?"
Kiryoku just let a small smirk cross his face.
"I had no doubt that you'd escape that prison cell," Sasuke continued, keeping his guard up. He decided to voice his hunch. "If I were in your position, I'd probably feed my captors all the information that they needed to get them to launch a major assault against my true enemy. Then, while their village is weak, I'd escape and go to intercept my enemy who would no doubt be rushing to defend his property. Then I'd catch him by surprise…Is that what you're really up to here?"
Cocking his head to one side with an arrogant sneer, Kiryoku answered proudly, "Guilty as charged, Uchiha. You truly are sharp…" Piercing green eyes bore into Sasuke's as he continued. "But I have to wonder to myself, Uchiha…Why did you decide to remain in that weak village? It is something that Orochimaru has never been able to truly prove. Especially since that Jinchuuriki-teme is no longer in the village."
Sasuke was silent for a moment, just staring at Kiryoku. "Because I am a hawk, and the tree of Konoha is my nest and territory."
"Poetic," Kiryoku sneered. "Well then, if you are the Kasai Taka, then I guess that makes me the Raikou Hayabusa since we both have the gift of flight." Jumping a few feet away from his opponent, the self-proclaimed Lightning Falcon adjusted his fighting position. "You said once that I was just a 'bloated up brat using another man's power' correct?…Well, let me show you my own power!"
That was the signal both sides were waiting for. Racing forward, Kiryoku threw a swift jab that Sasuke easily caught. Snapping his leg up, the Uchiha kicked the boy in the chest and knocking the boy away. Landing lightly on his feet, Kiryoku dashed to the side in a burst that most shinobi wouldn't have been able to follow. Seeing his opponent moving, Sasuke dashed along side him at an equal pace.
Without warning, Sasuke launched himself at Kiryoku. This time it was the small teenager who caught the jab and knocked the older shinobi high into the air. Launching himself after his opponent, Kiryoku vanished from sight only to reappear in front of Sasuke, his fist already in motion. A look of surprise was just barely crossing the Uchiha's face before he was sent on a one-way trip to terra-firma and creating a decent sized crater.
With hardly any effort on his own part, Kiryoku dropped to the ground and turned to face the slowly recovering Sasuke. The proud Uchiha was breathing heavily, his earlier exhaustion quickly catching up to him. If Kiryoku had to guess, the teenager had already overused his curse seal. He wouldn't be able to attain the second level anytime soon, or unless he had some hidden and unknown chakra reserves in his body somewhere.
Rising to his feet, Sasuke regarded his opponent shrewdly. He didn't want to admit it, even to himself, but there was no chance of him somehow winning this fight. He was already tired and Kiryoku was fighting fresh; the odds were heavily in Kiryoku's favor.
Heh, I may not win, Sasuke thought as he unsheathed his chokuto. But at least I can wear him down in case he attacks the others. Molding his chakra, Sasuke channeled his Raiton chakra into his chokuto blade. Seeing the electricity coursing through the weapon, Kiryoku merely smirked confidently as a small amount of his curse seal covered the left portion of his face. Lunging for him at his best possible speed, Sasuke's blade was a barely visible blur.
Time slowed to a crawl as the two converged.
He was brought to an abrupt halt as his blade was unexpectedly captured. Igniting brilliantly around his body, Kiryoku's Raikou Gusoku sprung to life. As Sasuke's blade approached him, the raiton chakra was instantly absorbed and strengthened Kiryoku's body. So much so that he was able to catch the blade barehanded and not receive the same injury he had earlier.
For one infinite moment, Sasuke just stared in surprise. He had not thought Kiryoku would be completely immune to his chokuto and raiton chakra. Dammit, I forgot about the Raikou Gusoku! A slight movement of Kiryoku's free hand caught his attention. A mass of chakra so powerful it was clearly visible appeared in Kiryoku's palm. Sasuke recognized it instantly.
Releasing his grip on the chokuto, Sasuke leapt as far away as he could from Kiryoku. He hadn't been fast enough, the Rakurai hit him dead center and sent careening a surprising distance. Landing in a very ungraceful heap with a small trench following him, Sasuke's body was twitching uncontrollably as it recoiled from the shock. It hurt to breathe, it hurt to move, it hurt think, it just plain hurt!
Thankfully, with a small pulse of his own raiton chakra, the effects of the jutsu's direct hit were partially buffered. Climbing to a standing position, Sasuke wiped the small trail of blood from his cheek. His entire body was feeling very sluggish and numb after that last attack, though it would take a bit more than that to keep him down.
"Come on, Uchiha!" Kiryoku yelled as he slowly walked forward, throwing the chokuto far to the side. "I thought you were the 'elite' of Konoha! The unbeatable Kasai Taka! Yet I'm knocking you around like you're a drunkard in a slugfest! What happened to all that renown of yours?!"
Raising his head to glare weakly at his slowly approaching enemy, Sasuke didn't bother trying to put up a defense. In essence, he'd been asking for this the moment he'd spoken those words last time they fought.
"Maybe you should use the curse seal," Kiryoku said sneering. "Because it seems to me that you're the one who's the 'bloated up brat using another man's power'! Hehehehehe!"
Snorting at the boy's attitude, Sasuke sent his signature smirk back at the boy as his curse seal began spreading across his body. "You're far from being one to talk, Kiryoku. You only started winning when you started using yours as well."
"So what?" Kiryoku yelled. Spreading his hands, he summoned the full potential of his seal and flashed into the second of his curse. Spreading his new wings to add a more threatening image to himself, he continued, "In this fight, only one shall walk away this time!"
Summoning his own curse seal, Sasuke was dismayed to realize that the most he could receive of it was over his arm and leg. Barely an eight of what his total potential was he used it fresh! This is not good.
"Let's go!" they yelled as they charged forward.
She couldn't stop panting. Her chakra was almost completely diminished after having to heal herself so many times during her fight with that porcupine. It was her curse. For all her newfound strength and nearly unbreakable jutsu, she still had chakra reserves that were just slightly larger than the average Chuunin. And in this battlefield, Jounin reserves or higher were all but required.
Not five minutes after her fight, Sakura had reached her limit. Where Naruto or Sasuke would've tried to push on and continue fighting, Sakura retreated to the safer levels as quickly as she could. She was leaning heavily on the wall as she slowly climbed the stairs that she'd taken on her way down. She didn't notice the blood or dead bodies that she was passing because it would've taken more effort than it was worth. Note to self, she thought. Start carrying around soldier pills.
Reaching outside, her eyes were assaulted by the bright sunlight. Wincing under the piercing rays, she had to resist the urge to grumble. Despite the brightness, the sun's light had a very soothing warmth to it. Glancing around, she noticed that many of the shinobi surrounding her were in much the same shape as herself: unfit to fight in one form another.
Off to one side, Sakura noticed the cat-masked ANBU kunoichi who'd lost her arm earlier. She was sitting up against the wall of the facility, holding some kind of blanketed bundle in her remaining her. However, she was staring off into the horizon.
Limping over to her, Sakura fell gratefully to her knees upon reaching her. From her close position, she could tell that her lost arm was no longer bleeding as badly as she remembered it. The remainder of the limb was swathed in bandages but she didn't seem to be paying attention to it. Upon stumbling over to her, the kunoichi glanced up at her before her gaze across the terrain where it had been.
"Ohayo," Sakura greeted, unable to resist glancing into the bundle that the woman held. "What do you have there, ANBU-san?"
"Sasuke," the woman said in a voice scarcely above a whisper. "he…gave him to me…Told me to…take care of him."
It was then that Sakura realized that the bundle was a dark-haired baby with features that seemed somehow familiar to her. Unable to help herself, she gazed intently at the babe's face. It seemed to be sleeping peacefully, sucking adorably on its thumb. At least she thought it was asleep until it suddenly opened its eyes. For just a moment Sakura felt a sense of déjà vu, feeling as though she were staring someone else's eyes. Someone who was very dear to her.
"Sasuke-kun?" she said to herself.
At the sound of her voice, the baby shifted slightly as it let out a gurgled moan. Bringing up both its hands to its face, the baby seemed almost embarrassed as it stared up at her as she watched it. Unexpectedly it let out a giggle and held up its arms towards her, begging to be held.
She had every intention of obliging the infant's request. However, just before she did so she glanced over at the kunoichi. The kunoichi, though not watching the child, was cradling the baby as protectively as a mother would her firstborn. For an ANBU to be truly good at their job, they had to dedicate their very lives to it. By this kunoichi losing her arm, she had also lost her ability to be a shinobi and even her reason to exist.
It was mixed feelings that Sakura withdrew her slowly approaching arms from the baby. I…can't, she realized. This baby is her reason to live now.
A sudden series of crashes in the distance drew her attention away from the baby and to where the ANBU kunoichi had been staring the entire time. What she saw was trail of dust and rubble being thrown into the air by a dark-haired body wrapped in shredded black clothes. Sasuke-kun!
He finally came to halt as he crashed into a boulder, causing large cracks to split it into quite a few pieces. Slowly, obviously painfully, Sasuke tried to pull himself to his feet but failed. He glanced back in the direction that he'd come tumbling from in time to see a gray-skinned creature come walking out of the dust cloud he'd caused. Sakura recognized that figure instantly. "Kiryoku! But how?!"
"He obviously…escaped, Sakura…san," the kunoichi whispered. "and…none of us are…fit to fight…him anymore. Not even…Sasuke-san."
Turning her attention back to Sasuke, Sakura gasped as Kiryoku pulled the Uchiha to his feet. Only to proceed pummeling him relentlessly in his face, not even stopping long enough to give Sasuke a chance to breathe. For nearly a whole minute, Kiryoku ruthlessly tried to crush Sasuke's face with nothing but his fists all the while laughing uproariously. Just when Sakura felt that she couldn't handle watching it anymore, Kiryoku delivered a particularly strong uppercut to Sasuke's chin. The blow sent him tumbling up and over the crushed boulder he'd hit and went into another bouncing skid.
Somehow managing to climb to his feet as he continued to slide and bounce across the rocky plain, Sasuke leapt high into the air. Even as he was still rising into the air, the creature that Kiryoku had become appeared in front of him. With a mighty kick that was struck before he could defend, Kiryoku knocked him careening head over heels back to the earth. It wouldn't have surprised Sakura if Sasuke had coughed out spit and blood by the power of that kick.
He crashed into the ground and kicked up a large dust cloud from the crater he made. Rather than follow his prey, Kiryoku floated in the air where he'd struck her best friend. He had his arms crossed in a stance that indicated he was extremely bored. When he spoke, his voice was so loud that even she and everyone else around them could hear him.
"Is that best you can do, Uchiha?" it was clear from his tone that he was extremely disappointed. "Don't tell me that your limit is that low! How do you expect to kill Itachi with such a MEAGER power level?!"
You shouldn't have said that, Sakura couldn't help but think to herself. Only silence answered him. A terrible feeling of fear quickly descended into Sakura's gut. Where was Sasuke-kun? Surely he wasn't…no, he was too strong to…
"Katon:" a dark, extremely angry voice sounded out from the dust cloud. "Youkai Gouka NAMI!!"
Having heard Sasuke once talking about a jutsu called that, Sakura had enough foresight to turn around and shield her, the ANBU kunoichi, and the baby from what was about to come.
A wave of pure, concentrated fire was blasted out of the dust cloud and went racing at Kiryoku's hovering form at unbelievable speeds. An explosion that rivaled the planet's star in sheer brightness lit up the sky for a moment, washing the area with suffocating amounts of pure heat. Quickly vanishing, the fire and heat smoldered.
Sakura slowly opened her eyes and turned back to the battlefield ignoring the murmured thanks from the kunoichi. What she saw was an Uchiha Sasuke quickly dropping out of the second level of his curse seal and collapsing onto his hands and knees. Looking up at where Kiryoku had been, Sakura wasn't sure what to expect. Preferably a pile of ashes falling to the ground would've been most welcome and expected from such an attack. It was Sasuke's most powerful after all.
What she saw instead was fleshy mass that peeled back to reveal that the orange and black haired teenager had used his wings to once again shield himself from the flames. However, he'd lost his shirt and one of his sandals evidently. His very skin seemed to be smoking, then he threw back his head and screamed in pain for a moment.
"He…he did it!" Sakura couldn't help but cheer. "Thank goodness!"
Then Kiryoku's screams were silenced as he snapped his head forward. "PSYCHE!!!" With a burst of speed that was beyond what she could even track with her eyes, Kiryoku dove straight for Sasuke.
Three things seemed to happen simultaneously for her. The first was Kiryoku vanishing from sight. Then next was a resonating explosion of pure sound that was deafening in the canyon-like surroundings. The final thing was a line of dust and rock being kicked up, originating from where Sasuke had been mere nanoseconds ago.
Picking herself up from where she'd been knocked down, she stared in confusion at the changed positions of the fighters. Though Sakura quickly realized what had happened, it didn't help to dissipate her shock. Kiryoku was going so fast that he punched through the sound barrier, creating a sonic boom. Then he, of course, had attacked Sasuke and sent him flying.
Don't you die, Sasuke-kun, she silently pleaded, having temporarily lost the ability to speak. If you do, I swear I'll kill you.
Wheezing from where he had landed, Sasuke felt his world spinning around him. Even though he had long since stopped tumbling, it still like he was. I hate that bastard. I really do. He's worse than Naruto as an Ichibi! He tried to lift his head but he realized that the spinning only got worse. I must have a dozen concussions or more after all this.
He had not felt so weak or tired for some time. I shouldn't have used that jutsu, he realized belatedly. But, truthfully, he didn't care, he had been mad. Fighting Kiryoku was like trying to against the tide, no matter what you try or strong you are, you will eventually concede defeat to the inevitable. And though he was not fool enough to believe himself invincible anymore, this brat just struck a nerve each time they clashed. Add to the fact that he was mocking his hard-won strength by using that man as a weapon only increased the anger Sasuke had been trying to restrain.
It had been purely his own anger and determination that allowed him to momentarily access the curse seal's second level. But now he was paying for it. His chakra reserves were drained dry, it was actually a miracle that he was still conscious!
"Very nice jutsu, Sasuke!" Kiryoku said as he dropped down in front of him. "It's just too bad that it wasn't as strong as it could've been. It might've actually done more than give me a nice tan." The sneer was evident in his voice.
Lifting his head slightly, Sasuke eyed his opponent with extreme irritation and anger. Aside from Naruto and Itachi, he had not felt the desire to beat another person as badly as he did with Kiryoku at that moment. But his strength was gone and with his multiple concussions, he could vague see the black edges of unconsciousness sliding across his eyesight.
"I guess it's time to end this little game, eh?" Kiryoku sneered as electricity sprung into his hand.
As he was lifting the Rakurai up to deliver at point-blank range, both of them noticed a faint presence just milliseconds before it materialized beside Kiryoku. A tall, white-skinned man grabbed Kiryoku's forearm and directed the Rakurai skyward. Whatever relief Sasuke may have felt was washed away when he saw the slit-pupil yellow eyes of Orochimaru staring down yearningly at him.
"That is quite unnecessary, Dageki," Orochimaru said in his snaky yet silky voice. "You have beaten him, and that is enough."
"Let go, teme," Kiryoku said in a voice that held every bit of his hatred.
Snorting lightheartedly, Orochimaru obliged the boy's request. As soon as his arm was free, Kiryoku's leg swung around in an attempt to kick Orochimaru in the gut. But the snake had dodged back several feet, his snaky sneer never leaving his face.
"I see you've failed your mission, Kiryoku," Orochimaru said, crossing his arms.
The Hebi-Sannin's killing intent was spiking drastically, trying to force submission of the two teenagers in front of him. Normally Sasuke might've been able to ignore it, but weakened as he was, it felt like a fifty-ton weight on his shoulders. It was only thanks to Kiryoku's equally rising killing desire trying to beat aside Orochimaru's that prevented him from giving into the man's power.
"Not only have you not killed Sasuke-kun like you were assigned," Orochimaru continued, closing his eyes in dismay. "but you've also allowed these Konoha yowamiso to destroy my clones and research…I am most displeased."
"Hah!" Kiryoku snorted impudently. "As if I was just going to allow you to make yourself an entire village's worth of your dream body! I knew that by telling them it would flush you out and away from your little entourage."
"Did you now?" Orochimaru's tone was light and almost carefree. Opening his eyes, he glared at his rebellious pupil as killing intent more than doubled. "Well then, congratulations. You've managed to set my research back by another ten years again."
"Oh really?" Kiryoku asked, not seeming to notice the man's ire. Sasuke could only assume that he was exposed to this level and more on a frequent basis. "Thanks! I didn't know I was doing such a good job! But I must say that I'm quite disappointed though. I'd have thought for sure that he'd be here as well…He seemed quite intent at killing you himself."
"Who?" Orochimaru demanded. There weren't many men or women out there who were strong enough to kill him anymore. There were some, but they mostly kept to themselves as they continued their plans to take over the world.
"I don't know his name," Kiryoku said grinning. "he didn't take that stupid hat off. But he seemed quite happy to hear that you were going to be losing both your bases! If I had to say, I'd think he knew you were planning to invade his village in the next two years!"
Sasuke was quite surprised to see Orochimaru the Hebi-Sannin, listed as an S-Class shinobi in the bingo book and the murderer of the Sandaime Hokage and Yondaime Kazekage, suddenly turn a shade white that was unnatural for even his pale skin. His killing intent vanished. Was the snake…scared?
After a moment, Orochimaru's killing intent returned, stronger than ever. It was so strong that even Kiryoku took a step back in slight surprise.
"So you went to the Akatsuki as well, did you?" Orochimaru growled, clenching his fists. "Boy, I'm afraid that your continued existence shall be nothing more than a burden on me."
"HA!" Kiryoku laughed out. "THIS TIME YOU'LL DIE!!!"
As fast as his mutated body could allow, Kiryoku rushed Orochimaru. The Snake was quickly able to bring up his guard. The impact of Kiryoku's fist against Orochimaru's crossed arms was delivered with enough force to make a decent crater underneath their feet. Snapping his leg up, Kiryoku delivered a kick that sent the snake flying a considerable distance away. Almost instantly, the boy gave chase.
"The boy will never win," the ANBU kunoichi whispered.
"Why do you say that?" Sakura asked, not turning to look away. "He seems to be doing a pretty good job."
"Yes," the woman said. "That is because Orochimaru is letting him think that. I bet he's just letting the boy wear himself out before he really starts to fight back."
Thinking for a moment, Sakura nodded reluctantly. "Maybe, but if he doesn't strike back soon, I doubt even he could survive long against that!"
With a loud whoop of pure enjoyment, Kiryoku landed upon Orochimaru. The impact with the small teenager was quite enough to knock Orochimaru to the ground. The force of Kiryoku's lunge was strong enough to send both of them sliding a short distance across the ground, with Kiryoku trying to grind the man's face into the dirt with his foot.
Jumping up and landing on a boulder that he sent the snake crashing into, Kiryoku crouched down on all fours as he stared down at him. After a moment of hitting the boulder, the snake's body darkened and dissolved into a pile of mud.
"You know," Kiryoku said, not bothering to stand up or move. "that whole Tsuchi Bunshin trick of yours is really getting old, Shiroi-mesuinu!"
"As is your attitude, Kiryoku," Orochimaru said indifferently from where he stood behind the boy.
Turning, Kiryoku spotted his despised master and sensei wielding the legendary Kusanagi. Smirking, Kiryoku said, "Oh? Pulling that toy out so soon? I guess you are taking this seriously!"
"You are being extremely arrogant, Kiryoku," Orochimaru said in a reprimanding tone. "That shall be your downfall."
"And you're so saturated with drugs and body-enhancers that you're not even human anymore," the teen shot back. Clenching his fists, Kiryoku held up his arms as a pair of blades sprang from the gauntlets he wore on his forearms. "But I'm not complaining, so quit bitching"
Lunging forward, the Kusanagi clashed with Kiryoku's wrist blade. Kiryoku brought his extra blade up and aimed for the snake's face. With a twist of his blade, Orochimaru deflected the weapon, only losing a few hairs off the side of his ear. He quickly shoved Kiryoku backward while he was still extended. Jabbing his jian at Kiryoku repeatedly, he sought to cleave out the brat's heart.
Dancing backwards, hysterical laughter erupted from the teenager as he evaded the deadly blade. Ducking under one of the more forceful jabs, he lunged forward with his own weapons flashing. After a blur of movement too fast for most eyes to follow, Kiryoku skidded to a halt behind Orochimaru who likewise slid to a stop.
Dropping to the ground on either side of him were Kiryoku's wrist blade, both sliced clean off near his knuckles. Orochimaru, however, watched in dismay and pain as the arm that held his jian fall to the ground, completely severed.
"You wanna know something, Shiroi-mesuinu?" Kiryoku asked as he turned to facing the snake. "In the short time I've been away, I've grown exponentially in strength. I've got Konoha to thank for that. That is why you're finally going to die, here and now."
"Oh?" Orochimaru asked as he too turned to face his student, not seeming to feel anymore pain from his wound "You really think you can kill me? Kukukuku!" Quiet chuckling quickly turned into loud, deep-throat, and insane laughter.
"What so funny, teme?!" the orange-black haired teen demanded, a slightly of worry descending into his stomach. Something's not right. I've never seen the bastard like this before.
Quieting down slightly, the snake held up his remaining hand with three fingers extended. "There are three reasons why you'll be the one to die within the next ten minutes, at most. Reason number one--" As he spoke, a trio of snakes emerged from his shoulder joint and severed arm. The snakes quickly bit down on each other reattached the arm where it had originally been. "--no matter how many times you cut me, my body will always pull itself back together."
Scowling in disgust and extreme irritation, Kiryoku dashed forward at top speed. As he neared his hated enemy, the man dodged to the side and threw a kick meant to hit the boy in his chest. Ducking under his leg, Kiryoku dodged behind him and lunged for his exposed back. In his haste, though, he didn't see the man's other leg suddenly lash out as he bounced lightly into the air. Orochimaru's unexpectedly fast retaliation caught Kiryoku by surprise and hit full force.
From that single attack, Kiryoku felt several ribs crunch together, close to breaking. Thrown into a tumbling skid, Kiryoku had to use his wings to dig long trenches in the dirt to halt his journey. Looking up, he glared at the snake. But all he saw was a massive wall of snakes rushing for him. Wrapping his wings protectively around his body, he prepared for the impact. The snakes crashed into him, all fangs biting deeply into his flesh extensions. Washing his Raikou Gusoku around his body to strengthen it, Kiryoku smashed the snakes with one mighty swipe of his wings.
Then he felt a shadow descend upon his shoulders. He just barely registered Orochimaru's presence behind him when the Kusanagi flashed in one bloody arc. With a cry, Kiryoku felt his wings be slashed clean off his body once again as he dropped to the ground, his back writhing in pain.
"Kukukuku!" the snake giggled as he watched the agony the boy was in. "And this is reason number two: experience. You've been training to be a shinobi for two years under my guidance and an additional four since you'd received my seal, making a total of six years. But I've been a Sannin for nearly five times that amount of time."
Pulling himself to his feet as he forced his curse seal to return into the first level, Kiryoku clenched his teeth in pure hatred. I'm gonna kill this bastard. I'm gonna kill this bastard, that thought kept repeating in his skull.
"And as for reason number three why you'll never defeat me," Orochimaru continued as the boy turned to face him. "In the time that you've been my student, I've given several special drugs that, when I wish it, will restrict your usage of my seal." As he spoke, he held the half seal of the hitsuji.
That was the only warning Kiryoku got before his body erupted into a burning agony. With one hand clenching the origin of his pain, he collapsed onto his knees as he screamed out his agony to world.
"And now," Orochimaru said as he drew back his Kusanagi for the finishing strike. "it's your time to die. Please send my regards to your dear sister."
Thirty seconds earlier
I can't believe I forgot about these, Sasuke growled to himself.
Fumbling in his equipment pouch, he quickly withdrew a small bag. While one hand was used to hold his injured shoulder, the other weakly dug out a soldier pill which he promptly ate. A sudden rush of chakra flooding his inner coils came as enormous relief, especially when the pain in his shoulder lessened to more bearable levels.
Spotting the two opponents clashing not too far away from him, Sasuke rushed forward. He may not like Kiryoku, but he'd be damned if he despised the boy more than the Hebi-Sannin. Seeing Orochimaru about to deliver a fatal blow after somehow incapacitating Kiryoku, he put on another burst of speed and kicked the man solidly in his side.
The attack caught Orochimaru completely by surprise, more than enough to allow the Kusanagi to be torn from his grasp. Catching the deadly weapon as it fell to the ground, Sasuke drew it into a swordsman stance. The weight of the Kusanagi was surprising greater than his chokuto, making his resolve to recover it even greater.
"Kukukuku!" the snake chuckled. "Why hello, Sasuke-kun. How are you doing today?"
"Besides finding out that you've created clones of me?" Sasuke demanded in slight anger before smirking. "However, you should be worrying about yourself." Glancing behind him, he could tell that whatever had happened to Kiryoku had done some major damage to him. It didn't seem too likely that he'd even regain consciousness in the next few hours.
"Indeed," Orochimaru said, wearing his serpentine smile. "My, my. How you've grown in the past few years! I daresay that you're almost to ANBU level by now."
Returning his red gaze to the snake, he said, "Before we get started, answer me something. What were you talking about earlier with Dageki? You said that he'd set back your cloning research again. Does that mean that you've tried to clone someone before?"
"Oh, how sharp you are, Sasuke-kun," Orochimaru said, nodding. "Since you'll be dead in a few minutes, I don't think it'll matter if you knew the truth about him."
"Who?" Sasuke demanded. "Kiryoku?"
"No, he was just my tool to kill you and your brother," Orochimaru said sneering broadly at Sasuke's arched eyebrow. "I had originally started the process more than fifteen years ago. I wanted a specific person's body, but because he was far too strong and famous, I could not take it. So, after he took office, I challenged him to a fight on the excuse of seeing if he truly deserved it in my stead."
Several keywords in Orochimaru's speech rung high and loudly for Sasuke and his racing mind quickly caught on. Fifteen years ago…strong and famous…office…in my stead… "You're talking about the Yondaime Hokage, aren't you?"
"Hai," Orochimaru said, sneering. "The fool possessed a very unique ability that only he and his could use, not a bloodline limit. My research of the blood samples I took from him proved it. He had the unique ability of opening all eight of his Celestial Gates whenever his life was in genuine danger and not die! Can you imagine the potential in that ability, Sasuke-kun?"
"Why have I never heard of such an ability?" Sasuke demanded, keeping the Kusanagi held at the ready.
"Very few knew of its existence, even then Sasuke-kun," Orochimaru answered, sneering. "Only Sarutobi-sensei, Tsunade, Jiraiya, and myself knew of it because the fool of my teammate couldn't keep his mouth shut when he gets drunk."
Heh, yeah that sounds like Jiraiya from what I've heard, Sasuke thought.
"I'm sure you know what happened next, right?" Orochimaru said, his sneer waning as he devolved into unpleasant memories.
"He found out."
"Hai! He found my laboratory and destroyed nearly everything inside," then Orochimaru's sneer returned. "If it weren't for the Kyuubi suddenly attacking Konoha, he might've incinerated everything. But in the end, he burned everything inside and took my only surviving clone with him."
Sasuke flinched. Something was starting to make sense…
"And he used the clone to seal the Kyuubi into," Orochimaru finished, watching for Sasuke's reaction.
But Sasuke remained externally unmoved. Inside, he was confused as hell. Then that would make…Naruto the Yondaime's clone?! That's not possible!
"You're lying," Sasuke said, grasping the Kusanagi with both hands securely.
"Am I now?" the ever-present sneer growing larger. His revelations were getting to the Uchiha, he could see it quite easily. "Surely you've wondered why he's an orphan? Why only he, a mere child, was able to recreate a jutsu that only your beloved Yondaime Hokage was able to create and master?"
"Shut up," Sasuke growled, anger rapidly building up inside him. "You're lying."
The Hebi-Sannin continued, completely ignoring the dangerous tone in Sasuke's voice. "Then how do you explain me being able to create a clone of yourself in less than two years? You surely know that such an experiment would take years, even decades, worth of research."
"SHUT UP!!!" In a rage, the once composed Uchiha dashed forward at his top speed, curse seal flowing freely.
Dodging the Kusanagi's initial slash, he brought his hand down and knocked the deadly weapon out of Sasuke's hand. Before Orochimaru could try to retrieve it, Sasuke had planted a powerful punch into his gut, knocking the air from his chest.
Pummeling the madman with all his strength, Sasuke whirled around and smashed his heel into Orochimaru's face, sending him flying. Rushing after his enemy, Sasuke's mind was filled with visions of crushing the man beneath him.
Rolling in midair, Orochimaru caught Sasuke's wrists. Rather than give the snake the advantage, Sasuke halted his sprint and swung his arms to the side. The power behind that movement threw Orochimaru towards a boulder. Flipping over and landing heavily on the rock, the man looked up and raised a single hand as Sasuke rushed him again.
Thanks to Sharingan, Sasuke was able to see the large snake rushing out of his sleeve for him just milliseconds beforehand. Reacting quickly, he caught the snout of the snake in his hands as it lunged for him. The snake kept emerging, pushing him backwards. With a cry of effort, Sasuke heaved the snake to the side and slashed at it with an instantaneously ignited Chidori.
"Well, well," Orochimaru cooed. "So the Uchiha has a temper after all."
I gonna kill this bastard, Sasuke thought to himself. Then he realized just what he was doing, attacking in a rage. Taking a deep breath, he snapped to himself, Calm down!
"Would you like to know something about your seal, Sasuke-kun?" Orochimaru asked, drawing the teenaged Jounin's attention. "There is a special ingredient that I add to the making of every seal I ever implant. An ingredient that, when touched by my chakra, causes the seal to return to its dormant state. No matter how powerful the user is compared to myself."
"Really now?" Sasuke asked, feigning disinterest. He had the distinct feeling that there was more to it than the man was letting on. "And what makes you think I'm even going to need it?"
"Because it's calling to you," Orochimaru sneered. "I made that seal, I know how it works. You want to use it, even more now than ever before."
"Well, gomennasai for disappointing you!" Sasuke snapped as he attacked at top speed, forming a mass of fire over his gloved hands.
"What do you have there?" Orochimaru asked, quite interested at seeing the strange drill-like formation of fire burning around Sasuke's left hand and wrist.
"Katon: Kasai Saizensen!" Sasuke snapped as he lunged for Orochimaru, swinging the deadly jutsu down in an blazing arc. But the Sannin easily retreated to relative safety. However, Orochimaru blinked in surprise at seeing the fire stretch well beyond the length of Sasuke's arm, with him still within its range.
Jumping high into the air, Sasuke brought his flaming arm down for where his enemy was. Sneering as he dodged out of the way and all of Sasuke's following slashes, Orochimaru couldn't suppress the twinge of regret at not having the boy be his next vessel. He raced along the ground and evaded the fire with quite some difficult. Unlike their battle in the Forest of Death, Sasuke had fully mastered his Sharingan and was to fully able to anticipate his next move.
This is getting troublesome, Orochimaru thought as he discreetly made some a series of handseals. Biting down on his thumb and smearing the blood on his left wrist, Orochimaru quickly summoned one of his more massive of serpentine servants.
"Kuchiyose no Jutsu," Sasuke growled as he landed.
Almost before he could retaliate, the snake with its summoner on its head attacked him. Using the Shunshin to dash safely out of the way, he landed on a rock outcropping a hundred meters away. Looking up quickly, he quickly noticed the absence of Orochimaru on the snake.
A sudden knee in his side caught him by surprise. The power behind that blow threw him and his attacker off the rock outcropping into a nearby cliff. The impact with cliff knocked the wind from Sasuke's lungs, rendering him unable to block the double hammer blow to the back of his head. That blow sent him crashing down into the rocky earth below. Trying to pick himself out of the small crater he'd made, a dark shadow descending upon him was the only warning he had before the massive snake summon dropped down on him.
Dropping lightly to his summon's head as it lifted itself off the smashed ground, Orochimaru was far from surprised to see that Sasuke had used the Kawarimi to switch his body with a nearby boulder. Glancing over his shoulder to where he sensed the boy was, he spotted him standing on the first rock outcropping he'd landed on. He was breathing very heavily, a combination of his injuries and the large amounts of chakra he had to use on his Kasai Saizensen.
"Well," he sneered. "Back for more?"
As he panted, Sasuke realized something. Something's wrong with my body…I'm giving my all here and I'm almost to his level, but it's like he's not even being affected… And I'm never this tired after using the Kasai Saizensen!
His body was tiring quicker than usual, even if he wasn't using the curse seal. I don't care about killing or beating him, but I can't let him get to the facility while the others are unprepared! I have to try to stall him a little longer…I guess there's no other choice. Gomen, Kakashi.
Bringing his hands up, Sasuke crouched down and braced himself. His chakra levels rose quickly, forming several helixes that were plainly visible to the naked eye. He forced that chakra into a certain portion of his brain, pushing, shoving, trying to pry open what he knew was there.
Orochimaru continued to sneer as he watched the boy's actions. So he's even capable of opening those as well! Oh, Sasuke-kun, what a truly magnificent vessel you would've been!
With a literal explosion of chakra, Sasuke's Kaimon opened. In a burst of speed and blazing chakra, the Uchiha vanished. Dashing up the giant serpent, he rushed the Sannin with a Chidori singing loudly in his hand. Just as he was about to thrust the raiton chakra through the traitor's heart, the man shifted to the side and snapped his fist up and back. Due to the momentum he'd built, Sasuke couldn't dodge, thus he impacted into the fist. It felt as though it were a brick wall to him, causing him to lose focus on his Chidori and let it sputter out.
Recovering quickly, he dashed under the snake summon's throat and attacked from the opposite side. This time, his fist sailed right through the afterimage of Orochimaru. Sensing imminent danger, Sasuke leapt free of the snake. Twisting in midair, he was just able to spot the man's knee as it came sailing into his face. The blow sent him flying back into the same crater he'd made in the cliff.
He didn't even the time to fall out of the crater before Orochimaru slammed into his stomach, driving him deeper into the rocks. Pulling off, he grabbed Sasuke by the throat and lunged for the earth, digging another crater. Grabbing the man's wrist, Sasuke tried in vain to pry his iron grip off and restore his breathing. Orochimaru just grinned evilly as he continued to shove Sasuke deeper into the earth.
Finally breaking free, Sasuke launched himself as far away from the man as his chakra could allow, regardless that he was still buried under the earth. Orochimaru sneered as he watched the trench the teenager was digging race away from him at rather impressive speeds.
After a second, the movement ceased and a bloodied form emerged from the rubble around him. Despite opening his initial Celestial Gate, he was feeling the effects quite acutely and his injuries were steadily increasing.
What's going on here? Sasuke asked himself. What is wrong with me?! I shouldn't be this tired or injured after only a few attacks. I know opening the Kaimon was risky, but the results are still the same, if not worse!
"Kukukuku!" the snake of a man giggled. "Let me guess, Sasuke-kun. You're wondering why you're losing this battle when you're clearly the one who should be winning?" A weak glare was all the answer he needed. "Perhaps it's time I explained another little bonus I added to your seal in particular."
I knew it, Sasuke thought grimly. He didn't tell me everything.
"While there was always the chance that you'd come to me on your own free will, there still existed a small but very real chance that you'd decide not to," Orochimaru couldn't help but frown in displeasure as he said. "To prepare for such a decision, I added an ingredient to your seal. Any time that you were near me or any of my chakra, your seal would sap your strength. And should you happen to fight against me, the seal would only help to increase your injuries until you finally yielded to me. As long as you continue to resist me, you will never reach your true potential. "
Sasuke absorbed all this quietly. So, that's why I couldn't hit him, even with my Sharingan. It wasn't him moving too fast, it was me not moving as fast as usual! He had suspected that I'd just use him to gain more power for myself before discarding him and did this as a precaution eh? Then his newly awakened and still lingering anger hit him. I have had enough of this!
Standing up straight with as much dignity as he could muster, Sasuke absentmindedly wiped the trails of blood from his chin and nose. He let out a slow sigh before he launched into a series of handseals, molding all the remaining chakra he could muster into it.
"Don't bother, Sasuke-kun," Orochimaru called out, sneering. "My curse seal will prevent you from molding enough chakra to deliver a killing blow."
"Really now?" Sasuke yelled, partially feeling what the man was talking about. "Well, let's put that theory to the test!" That was all he said before launching the largest Rakurai he could straight at Orochimaru. The sheer size of the lightning bolt was actually extremely impressive.
Sighing, Orochimaru couldn't help but feel remorse. Such a pity he's starting to take on the Jinchuuriki's more outstanding traits.
It's dark, he realized belated after staring into the blackness for quite some time. "Where am I?"
'Where?' whispered a faint, raspy voice. 'Where am--Where am I?'
That…wasn't my voice, he realized, not really caring. "Who's there?"
'Who--' whispered the voice. 'Who's--where am--Who am I?'
Now that he was trying to find the voice, he realized that it was actually coming from everywhere.
"What are you?" he yelled, annoyance clear in his voice.
'What am I?' the faint voice asked in response. 'What are you?.. What are we?'
Images began appearing in front of him. A younger version of himself, smiling and laughing happily with his older sister as they played in the forest meadow near where they lived. "Nee-san! You me best friend!" The young girl just smiled at him.
"Oi, runt," a tall, black-haired man said as he snuck up behind the boy and hoisted him up on his shoulder. "What's ya up ta?"
"Good night, my darlings," he faintly heard his orange-haired mother whisper as she closed the door to his and his brothers' bedroom.
"Oi, nii-san!" his younger brothers called out. "Hurry home! We wanna play wit ya!"
Tears were falling freely down Kiryoku's face as the assorted and mismatched memories played out in front of him. It had been a long time since he'd last seen his family still alive. But it seemed even longer since they were taken from him when he was still at such a young age. Now all his memories had blurred and faded from time. But what he was seeing was as sharp and clear as reality. Did I really have a family like that? Otousan, kaasan, nee-san, otouto-san…I…miss you all.
Then the images changed. He stood in the center of what had become their graveyard. In front of him, carrying his dear sister's dead body over his shoulder like a sack of rice, was the demon of a man he'd vowed to kill. "From this day forth, your name shall be Dageki Kiryoku," Orochimaru said, his long tongue licking his lips as that disgusting snaky sneer spread across his face.
Rage boiled through every fiber of Kiryoku's being at just seeing the man once again at the 'scene of the crime.' I swear, no matter how long it takes, or what I will become, I will kill him! I will!
He watched as numerous training sessions flashed forward. In each one, he attacked Orochimaru. In each one, he was beat back like the child he was. And after each one, he swore to one day kill the man.
Unnoticed by him, thick storm clouds gathered around him. Lightning sprung like crazy from those clouds as a cold rain started to fall. With each depressing memory that resurfaced, the rain would fall harder. With each vow for vengeance, the thunderheads thickened and grew in size and strength. With each curse and scream of fury, the lightning leapt forth. All he wanted in this life anymore was to kill that man.
But he couldn't, he was too weak.
"Hey," a surprisingly soft, gentle voice called out, somehow cutting through the chaos that had consumed him. "what's your name?"
Snapping around and ready for a fight, he was unprepared for divine sight that befell him. It was a brown-eyed girl who wore her brown hair up in a pair of buns. Her rather strange clothing, even for a kunoichi, were a little worn from travel and use. But her figure was highlighted by the soft caress of moonlight that was filtering through the clouds.
"Tenten-san?"
"Ohayo, Kiryoku-san," Tenten said, walking into the room that he had been held in. "It's been a while since I saw you."
"Yeah," he said, speaking as though she were actually there in front of him. "It seems like it'll be even longer until next time…"
"Kiryoku-san, promise me something okay?" Tenten said, after her white-eyed teammate left the room. "That no matter you do in life, you'll always follow your heart and have no regrets…Can you do that for me?"
"Heh heh," Kiryoku couldn't suppress the chuckle of bitterness as he remembered her whispering that to him before she left.
Around Kiryoku, the storm clouds seemed to freeze. Then a long, pained wail seemed to emit from them. The clouds, filling his consciousness and controlling his mind, were in pain. But Kiryoku didn't notice, his gaze was focused solely on the slowly fading images of his beloved.
"Gomennasai, Tenten-san. I have to break that promise…" he whispered to himself. It was then that the storm clouds began to clear, letting the light shine through. "I only have two regrets in my life. That I am such a useless shinobi-wanna-be who can't even avenge my own family…and that I couldn't have gotten to know you better."
Lifting his face and allowing the blinding light to caress his drenched form, he heard that first whispered voice return.
'I am--I am ready…to be…'
It started as nothing more than a small sensation of pleasant warmth. Then it began to grow and spread, quickly filling every molecule of his being. This soft, gentle heat thawed out the freezing torture that had laced his veins and rendered him incapacitated.
Then his strength began to return, slowly of course. First all he could manage was to open his eyes. Then he could move his arms, push himself up off the ground, and eventually climb to his feet. His vision was blurry, as though he was opening a pair of eyes that he'd never used before. All he could see at first was a fuzzy outline of a rocky canyon, a bright blue sky with a morning's sun rising steadily higher.
A sudden forceful wind washed over him, bringing with it a loud crashing sound. Turning, as though in a daze, he watched uncomprehendingly as a massive snake and the man standing on its head tried to badly hurt the teenager who was trying to fight the man.
Vaguely he recognized the man and teenager, but it was like they were people from another lifetime to him. People that might have and should have had some kind of significant bond with him, but now all he felt was a faint interest from a bystanders point of view. He watched in silence as they battled it out.
The snake-man was strong, he could see that easily. However the teenager was almost, if not stronger. Yet the snake-man was cheating. It was obvious from how badly the dark-haired teenager was getting beat with the snake-man not even getting a scratch.
When the snake-man goaded the teenager into launching a lightning bolt all of his remaining strength, he had had enough watching. That snake-man had sinned, many times if he had to guess, and now he would pay for those who he'd wronged.
Slowly, almost robotically, his feet began carrying towards the battle that was a fair distance away from him. But as he watched the snake-man easily beat aside the teenager's lightning bolt with a fierce gust of wind, an awesome new strength began flowing through his body. That man's sins had gathered quite a debt. And it was now time for him to pay.
With interest.
"Oh damn," Sasuke muttered, seconds before Orochimaru's foot impacted with his chest.
The blow sent him tumbling. Before he could come to a stop, a series of snakes rushed up to him and tightly bound him. Struggling weakly against the serpents as they attempted to squeeze the life out of him, he glared at the Sannin.
"It truly is such a pity that you chose to remain in that despicable village, Sasuke-kun," Orochimaru said. "Yours would've been the most magnificent vessel I'd have ever had. Such a pity that you now have to die."
With a flick of his wrist, he sent the Uchiha crashing into the same cliff as before. There was enough force behind it that Sasuke easily made an imprint of his frame in the solid rock.
As he began stalking forward like a predator preparing for the finishing strike, Orochimaru said, "While this little time with you has been quite enjoyable, I guess it's time to wrap to this up. I can only hope that your next batch of clones will be even half as impressive as you have been, Sasuke-kun…Who knows, in another year or so, you might've even been able to beat me without even breaking a sweat."
Raising his hand in preparation of sending out one of his most poisonous of snakes, Orochimaru sneered, "Sayonara, Sasuke-kun."
Sasuke, having spent all of his newly rejuvenated chakra in that super Rakurai, could only watch in helpless agony as the large snake came racing towards him at surprising speeds. Closing his eyes as he prepared for what he was sure to be the killing blow, he waited for the inevitable.
A sudden presence and a fleshy impact told him that he'd been saved.
Opening his eyes, he blinked in surprise at seeing a slightly unfamiliar figure standing in front of him. The figure wore a shredded white shirt, gauntlets over his wrists, and pants a dark violet so dark that they were almost black. The figure's hair was long and ragged, reaching almost to his lower back in length. The hair was an interesting mixture of orange and navy-blue, evenly dispersed throughout the mass. But it was skin that really caught Sasuke's attention. It seemed to be glowing a faint blue from all the raiton chakra that was flowing through it, a few sparks even sprung off his skin at odd intervals.
"Kiryoku?" Orochimaru said, sound quite surprised and angered at once.
Raising his face, the boy stared at his once hated enemy with cold indifference. Orochimaru stared back in confusion and interest. The whites of Kiryoku's eyes were the signature black of a person being in the second level of their curse seal and yet his irises were the same piercing green that they'd always been.
"Kiryoku?" the boy said, thinking for a moment. "Yes…that is what you used to call him…but he is gone now."
"What are you talking about, brat?!" Orochimaru snapped, a strange sinking feeling descending into the pit of his stomach.
"Dageki Kiryoku is dead," the boy said emotionlessly. Holding up his hand and pointing towards the snake, he continued, "I am Tenjou Tenshi, and I am your death."
A sudden understanding hit Orochimaru. "So you and your curse seal have become one entity? Hm, what a curious thing you are, 'Tenshi.' Though I see that your arrogance remains; naming yourself as an angel."
The newly named Tenshi merely narrowed his eyes as a small, disapproving frown appeared on his face. The electricity sparking off his body suddenly became a full-blown lightning storm.
I think you pissed him off, Sasuke thought, unable to resist smiling slightly.
"You have outlived your purpose in this life," Tenshi said, in the same cold voice that put even Sasuke's best to shame. "You have saturated yourself in drugs and medicines, making excuses to play god with other peoples' lives and dreams, destroying and killing families without remorse or care, just to experiment your new chemicals and drugs on."
Bringing one hand back, electricity leapt to life in his palm. The sheer amount packed into that palm was staggering, even for Tenshi's former standards. "Welcome to your twilight, Sannin no Orochimaru."
"I think not, brat!" Orochimaru growled. But just as he was moving to launch another of his snakes at the person who had once been his student, the boy vanished and caught Orochimaru's wrist in a steel grip. Orochimaru could not suppress the screams of agony as the electricity coursing through the boy entered his own.
"Never again shall you harm another," the boy said, not seeming to care that the man he was holding was in so much pain. "It is time for you to depart for the afterlife, Sannin no Orochimaru."
Turning, the boy threw the man high into the air with what appeared to be extreme ease. Glancing back at Sasuke for just a moment, he nodded to the Uchiha. Then, with a mighty pulse of chakra, he leapt up after the snake with his raiton chakra blazing wildly around his body.
Orochimaru was just reorienting himself when he sensed a presence behind him. Lashing out, he cried out in pain again as electricity shocked him again when the boy caught his arm. "Come, Orochimaru," the boy whispered into his ear. "Greet your meibatsu!"
With that last sentence, Tenjou Tenshi unleashed the godly chakra that he'd been channeling throughout his body. A pair of screams, one of pain and one of exertion, erupted from the epicenter of a blinding maelstrom of pure, concentrated mass of raiton chakra.
And in a maelstrom like that, nothing could've survived.
Author's Note
Oh damn. I don't know what is wrong with me. But these last two chapters still just don't feel right to me! Well, I guess what it really boils down to is if you guys like it. I'm not talking about the fight scenes either, I know those are acceptable at least.
I know I left things hanging but believe me when I say that if I'd revealed what was going to happen next, this would be one LONG chapter. This was really the best place to end it. So you'll most likely find out if Sasuke's clone's future is, if Orochimaru and/or Tenshi survived the Meibatsu, and finally the status of the South Base in the next chapter.
And before any of you ask, don't ask me about what happened to Kiryoku. I'm still trying to figure that out myself! This kid is really starting to become as much of a nuisance for me as he is for Orochimaru, but in a 'good' way.
Don't worry, there's a pretty good chance we'll finally be seeing our favorite blonde in the next chapter (finally, eh?). If I've forgotten anything, please say so.
You know, I seem to have a flair for giving these guys interesting nicknames. Kiryoku's nickname was meant to be symbol that he and Sasuke would always be rivals of the skies (in case any of you didn't catch that).
Katon: Kasai Saizensen--Fire Release: Fire Spearhead//An enhanced version of Sasuke's Gouka Tenohira and modeled after Naruto's infamous Tatewaru, the Kasai Saizensen truly takes after its original inspiration: Chidori. With the mass of pure fire spiraling around Sasuke's hand, it provides him a much more devastating result and increased punching power than his Gouka Tenohira, the Chidori, or even Tatewaru could separately achieve. The only drawback, besides its considerable chakra usage, is that the fires and heat around his hand are extremely intense; often resulting in him badly burning his arm and body. (S-Class Ninjutsu) (Sasuke)
Katon: Youkai Gouka Nami--Fire Release: Demon's Hellfire Wave//Sasuke's most powerful Katon jutsu that he's ever created. Concentrating all his chakra into his hands, Sasuke creates a fireball that is so powerful that its explosion rivals the strength of the sun. It can incinerate nearly everything within a ten-meter radius of the focal point. However because he is forced to use all his chakra to attain this level of destruction, this jutsu is one-shot death hit. Only the truly strongest of shinobi could possibly survive this firestorm. And like nearly all his other personal Katon jutsu, just by holding the ball of fire he receives very grievous burn wounds. He can only use this jutsu once every so often. (S-Class Ninjutsu) (Sasuke)
Jian--a double-edged straight sword used in the last 2,500 years in China (type of sword the historical Kusanagi was believed to be)
Kaimon--Gate of Opening
Meibatsu--retribution, divine punishment
Raikou Hayabusa--Lightning Peregrine Falcon
Shiroi-mesuinu--White Bitch
Tenshi--Angel
Tenjou--Heaven and Earth
Next chapter: The battle is over. But now, as the shinobi hurry home, a crucial decision must be made: the fate of the only surviving Uchiha clone. However, Konoha is not the only village currently faced with problems. A certain blonde is about to discover: The Error of His Ways.