You didn't think it'd be all about our fair-weathered angsty cohorts now did you? Well it isn't…. I mean it is, it isn't…..okay, what I meant to say way yes, it isn't all about them.
I can't have ninjas running rampant without missions, now can I?
No. No, I can't.
So may I introduce the chapter that begins my story's first actual plot!
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Title: Colors of the Sky
Summary: It was bloody red the night he was born. On that day, his fate was sealed as a body host: doomed to nothing more than misery and loneliness. After one night, two teenagers try and change this boy's destiny. Welcome to Colors of the Sky.
Rating: Teen, I will not even think of writing anything above it (waits till mother passes by with approving nod) till I'm older...
Warnings: Abusive adults, cursing,in this chapter plot twist and limited ramen consumption.
Main Pairing: Naruto/Ino
With the most sinister face Ino could muster, she snarled. "Trusting you…was the biggest mistake I ever made." Before walking away, Ino heard the body whisper.
"The feelings mutual."
Chapter Seven: And the Sky Is Ommochrome
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Isn't it queer? How much a person can change in such a little amount of time?
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Ino stood frozen in her spot as if she wasn't sure to reveal her presence.
"What... what are you talking about?" Naruto weakly asked, he tried to hide his fright as best as he could. Villagers were no problem to deal with, this however? This was something he thought he'd never have to deal with. Villagers' beatings he could handle.
Beatings from a Rookie 10? He didn't think he could handle it much longer.
Several more punches were landed without a struggle. "Don't play stupid! What are your relations with her?"
'Her? He couldn't mean… me, could he?' Ino thought.
The persons hand clenched itself in a death grip around Naruto's neck. Naruto coughed, feeling a sudden amount of oxygen cut short from his lungs. Ino covered her horrified mouth with both of her hands. 'Let go of him!' she tried to scream but it only ended up as a hushed scream muffled by her hands. "S-shikamaru…"the garroted blond choked out.
The boy from the Nara clan used his free arm and slammed it into Naruto's stomach, airing out the little oxygen left. He watched with disgust as the other gasped for air, momentarily looking towards Ino's position, he bellowed "Stay away from Ino; she doesn't care for you, no one ever will." With one last look at the damage caused, Shikamaru Nara left the pitiful scene.
Slowly, Ino's legs began to wobble – a sign that she was able to move them. She ran towards Naruto and placed her hand on his back while he tried to fill his lung with a proper amount of air. "Are you okay?"
"I was just strangled by your teammate, what do you think?"
Ino chuckled nervously. "S-sorry, standard question." She rolled her eyes thinking of what to say. "Um…Naruto-san?"
Naruto winced. So they were back to formal addressing? Had she completely forgotten what had happened moments ago? How he had divulged her into one of Konoha's deepest secrets? Fine, so be it. "I guess that bastard Shikamaru was right." He gasped out. Completely disregarding the shocks of pain coursing throughout his body as well as Ino's pleads of him returning; he ran.
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Casually Shikamaru walked down the streets of Konoha. He stopped at the entrance of a sake bar and smiled. "What better way to drown your sorrows then drink yourself stupor in the presence of strangers?" Just as he walked threw the door's frame his eyes locked in contact with an older pair of eyes. Shikamaru's eyes widened and he rushed as far away from the bar as possible.
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"Oi, Shikaku? Somethin tha matter?" Choza slurred out, taking another shot of sake.
With a bored expression, Shikaku's lips thinned into a frown. "I'll be right back." That being said, he left the sake bar in trail of his son.
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"What do you mean he saw you?" An annoyed voice hissed in aggravation.
"I meant exactly what I said. I walked into a bar to get a drink, how was I to know he'd be there?"
"He's a drunken old gizzard, that's how!" The voice's words held with an acerbic attitude, before the other could speak, he was cut off. "I don't have time for you're excuses! Eradicate the threat and finish your job." He ended the connection and continued to walk.
"Naruto…" He poked his head out in inquisitiveness to find Ino against the wall of a building not far from her home, apparently talking to herself seeing as how Naruto was nowhere near her. "Why… why would you do such a thing?" He studied his spot. Surely she meant him. Did she sense his presence that quickly? No… she probably would have clawed him to bits by now. He decided to take this opportunity to further complete his job.
He tried to stay in character by not snickering and almost failed. Almost being the keyword. Ino jumped in surprise at the voice's words, snapped her eyes open and clamped her arms to the side. "Because you wouldn't… honestly, you think he didn't see it? It was basically being spelled out for him; I just saved him the trouble of walking right in on it. Consider it a gift of charity." He walked out of the alleyway that had been residing his shadow.
"Gift of charity?!" Ino questioned, pushing her self off the wall while he merely nodded she faced him with a still posture. She took a left step up while placed her widened right hand on her heart. "You nearly ripped his heart out! Do you consider that an act of charity?!"
He shrugged its shoulders, lazily replying. "Better by me now, then by you later. Like I said he was bound to find out sooner or later; I simply chose later. How am I the villain here when all I stated was the truth?" Her left foot placed itself in its original spot, lowering her hand down.
Satisfaction was clear on his face while he wore an untraditional grin, her hands trembled in rage. "How dare you…" In one swift move, Ino's hand left raised itself and landed a stinging sensation on his check. He growled lowly and placed a consoling hand on the throbbing mark, that vixen with strong with her hand and the nipping rain didn't help at all. With the most sinister face Ino could muster, she snarled. "Trusting you…was the biggest mistake I ever made." Watching Ino walking away, he couldn't help but chuckle before grimacing three impressionable words towards her.
"The feelings mutual."
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"Eh, what's wrong Shikamaru? Got into a quarrel with Ino?" Shikamaru froze as his father placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Pssh, it's all right. You know how women are…" Shikaku Nara took out a kurinai and placed the cold, sharpened side light enough to inflict no damage, but firm enough to show possible decapitation. "Ne?Shikamaru?"
"O-otou-san…" Shikamaru managed to mutter.
"Otou-san?" Shikaku asked in mild interest. "I'm shocked such a word would spout from your mouth. Ne, Shikamaru?" He pressured the kurinai against his sons' neck enough to the point where it drew a thin line a blood. "I'm curious enough as to why you are not completely the mission Lord Hokage bestowed upon you. And upon the span of meeting you, I've yet to hear you mutter the words 'How troublesome'. Care to explain... Shikamaru?"
Shikamaru broke free of his father's hold and clamped down on the thin wound that laid his throat. "Persistent bastard." Shikamaru breathed out. "You're too observant for your own good!" Swiftly, he placed a surgeon's mask on and took out a small sphere.
"Smoke bomb!" The other proclaimed with a defensive stance.
"Close, gizzard." Slamming the sphere against the sidewalk, a purple mist covered the area. Shikaku struggled to keep his eyelids open; he staggered and was soon brought to his knees.
"Quiescent… bomb…" As soon as the elder Nara collapsed, the younger smirked.
"Threat eradicated." Before leaving the conspicuous area, he made sure to hide Shikaku in one of the less noticeable alleyways.
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He had been careful, he had learned from his most recently mistake to be more vigilant.
…so how did he once again end up with a kurinai inches from his face?
He couldn't help but wonder if the bomb had been detonating in the presence of another ninja.
Nah, it had to be his luck.
He was completely inauspicious.
How else of all people, would he bump into the Hokage of the village?
How else would he, and only he, bump into Tsunade, one of the legendary Sannin?
In-aus-pi-cious.
Unknown to Shikamaru, he was in the exact position else where.
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"How troublesome…" Shikamaru muttered as he glanced around his surroundings. It was nothing out of the ordinary: he had just come from a mission; Ino had found and greeting him. Just one small problem…
She greeted him with a kurinai.
"Oi, oi… are you gonna let me go home any time soon?" Shikamaru yawned. Ino growled and her eyes began to gloss. "Hey, quit it Ino-chan. You know I hate it when girls cry; it's too troublesome."
Her kurinai almost touched his cheek. "How…" she muttered, her bangs covering her eyes. "how, can you stay there acting like nothing happened?" She shouted. "No more." Ino whispered, shaking her head. "I won't let you harm Naruto again!" She raised the kurinai above her head and mumbled an "I'm sorry". Shikamaru watched her with curiosity, wondering if she would follow her actions out.
"Ino, wait!" Both turned to see said blond in a distance. "Don't do it." He pleaded, running towards her, he struggled to take the shuriken from her trembling hands. "He doesn't deserve it."
"How can you say that?" She screamed. "How can you let him get away with what he did to you?" She choked a sob.
"Ano, anyone want to fill me in?" Shikamaru inquired, uninterested.
"I will, eventually..." Sasuke casually strolled towards the other two blond ninjas. "Because Ino, the Shikamaru that harmed Naruto, and the Shikamaru that lies before us are two different people."
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(Sorry, no preview) I hope to get in a new chapter before the end of Easter Vacation.
Holy ish! What a twist! Okay I stroke out Ino, Kakashi, Iruka, Hinata and Naruto, and mysterious person(Shika-chan)….crap, I added Tsunade….why must I continually add characters? Why! The next one …um… hmm… who do you think the fake Shikamaru is? So many villains in the Naruverse.
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