Born to Raise Hell

Act VII: New Frontier

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, songs or other pop culture references that are mentioned in this or future chapter(s).


Kiba turned out to be right, and Suigetsu's ankle was indeed badly sprained. He was condemned (officially called 'advised') to stop skating for an entire month, and take two weeks of slow practice to revalidate. Which, of course, was not something he was too looking forward to. So he just decided to take matters into his own hands, and still hung out with the crew doing camerawork and spot-spotting. Besides, it wouldn't be Rebellion crew if the one whom they derived the name from wouldn't be there with them.

Then again, it's not like Suigetsu was a guy to do as a fucking doctor (even though this was an exceptionally hot one, Suigetsu said) told him to. His ankle refused to even support a small amount of weight without hurting like a bitch for the first week, but after that week he slowly started basic skateboarding stuff like riding and balancing again (his excuse: 'to not completely lose the feeling'). With baby steps, he sped up his healing process just a tiny bit.

And here he was, in the cool morning breeze, on top of a high ramp, about to pull off his first trick since his injury. After only three and a half weeks.

He dropped into the quarterpipe, made speed, popped, flipped his deck, caught it and set it down on the ledge in basic 50-50 stance. He rode it out and dropped into the bank of the funbox, under loud cheering of his friends. He smirked like an idiot. Naruto nearly glomped him. Sasuke slapped him on his shoulder. Kiba ruffled his hair. Shikamaru bumped his fist. Karin kissed him on the cheek and hugged him tightly.

He was back.

"Welcome back to the grid, dude," Naruto said smirking while tossing cans of Suigetsu's favorite Monster Energy to everyone.

"How does it feel to be alive again?" Sasuke added equally smirking and opening his can.

"Amazing, my friends." The white-haired drummer raised his can and smirked as well. "Fucking amazing."

The rest raised their cans as well, 'oorah'd and laughed. Shikamaru was the first one to point out that Suigetsu had a shitload of work to catch up to, referring to the demo tape that was reaching its final state.

"Well then. This day is way too good to pass up the oppurtunities," was what the lazy genius said sighing. "It's time to go kick ass and chew bubble gum. And guess what."

"We're all outta gum," the rest finished the infamous Duke Nukem quote in unison. Shikamaru smirked.

"I raised you guys properly."

"Shall we?" Suigetsu said impatiently, setting his deck on the coping of the pool, as if to make a statement. Shikamaru sighed, snickered and tossed his portable cam to Naruto once he finished setting up his other two cameras and assigning one of them to Kiba.

Suigetsu sessioned the pool for a bit, throwing out a few pretty awesome tricks (even Sasuke lost his composure at witnessing the oaf pulling off a 180 board varial). He finished his session with a honest-to-goodness frontside nosebone, like in the old days.

The guys (and girl) were speechless.

"...Dude, I didn't know you had a pool fool camping inside you," Naruto said amazed. Suigetsu just shrugged.

"I wouldn't be using such a diminishing term as 'pool fool' after being schooled on some real skateboarding," a new voice sneered while the sound of happy punk filled the morning atmosphere. Everyone turned around to face the female owner of the voice.

"Morning, fellas. Good day to skate, ain't it."

A girl, probably no older than sixteen, happily waved at them before casually dropping into the pool Suigetsu just dominated. She was getting a little warm-up practice, while another girl carrying a boombox that played the music set foot on the grid. She was older, the guys thought; she looked like she was a force to be reckoned with. Her sandy blonde ponytails were slightly moved by the wind.

"Tenten! Don't be such a rude bitch!" She yelled at the bun-haired girl in the pool while putting down the old music installation. She smiled at the crew. "Sorry about Tenten. She's not exactly known for her good behaviour. My name is Temari; you probably know my younger brother, Gaara."

Kiba was the first to speak up.

"Ah, yes, I think he mentioned his sister sometime."

The girl named Temari smiled. "Well, that would be me."

"You're not from our school, right?" Suigetsu asked, an uncertain look on his face. She shook her head. "Then how do you know we know your brother?"

She shrugged. "Everyone knows who Sasuke Uchiha is," she said nodding to the raven-haired skater. Another girl cut in.

"That, and the hottie with the mafia hat just confirmed it." She smiled at Kiba. "Morning, guys. I'm Sakura Haruno."

"You're such a whore, Sakky!" The girl with the buns apparently named Tenten yelled from inside the pool. She kickturned on the highest part and rode up, stepping off her board and catching it mid-air while stepping down on the flat ground. "Can't you at least stop flirting with, oh, everyone for two seconds?"

"You're just jealous that I get to flirt and you're stuck with Neji," the pinkette retorted sticking her tongue out at Tenten, who in turn bopped her friend on the head. Karin snickered.

"Such familiar scenes."

Temari facepalmed. "Tell me about it."

Karin smiled and offered her hand to the apparent leader of the pack. "Karin. Nice to meet you."

Temari took her hand while Karin glared at the Rebellion crew, as if to say 'don't be rude, introduce yourselves'.

"Hn. Sasuke Uchiha."

"Naruto Uzumaki."

"Shikamaru."

"Suigetsu Hozuki."

"Kiba Inuzuka."

Temari gasped at hearing Kiba's last name. "Inuzuka?"

He blinked, slightly taken aback. "What about it?"

"Your sister Hana lives just down the street from us."

"I knew the world was just one big conspiracy theory," Suigetsu exclaimed. Temari giggled.

"Anyways, we're not complete. You know Sakura and Tenten," she said while shooting a meaningful look in the general direction of said girls, "but Hinata's taking care of our poor sickly Ino."

"Ino Yamanaka?" Suigetsu said unbelievingly. Temari nodded a bit hesistantly. Suigetsu laughed. "Who knew Inuzuka turned out to have good taste in women after all." Kiba punched him in the head, to witch Temari quirked an eyebrow.

"Ino's in our class," Shikamaru explained sighing at his friend's exaggerated response. "She never seemed much of a skater type, though. That didn't stop Kiba from drooling over her, which is sorta considered blasphemy among these guys."

"I... see." Temari snorted. "It's true that Ino doesn't look like much of a skater, and more of a... How do you say?"

"A slut," Sakura filled in the gap before taking off again to set some more gap tricks.

"Thank you, Sakura," Temari said sweatdropping. She glared at her friend grinning overly happily, before turning back to the boys. "Well then. Ino's dream since forever was becoming captain of the cheerleading squad. She just happens to like skateboarding, as well. And she's good." She shrugged. "That's all that really matters, ain't it?"

"Amen," Kiba said stretching, not too happy with all the talking and no rolling. He decided to join Sakura in setting gap tricks, and dropped in the big quarterpipe. He made speed, popped his deck high and varial-flipped into the bank on the other side. His trademark style made it look stylishly sloppy, and Sakura (witnessing the scene) whistled.

"Looks like the hottie's got some moves," she teased, but was appropriately put in her place when Kiba nollieflipped the 'Gunslinger' stair. She gaped at him. "How good are you, really?"

He smirked. "Oh, you're about to find out, darling."

She grinned deviously. "I could charge you for sexual intimidation right now, ya know."

"Oh, how so?" Kiba asked playfully. "I was referring to the display of my skateboarding skills I was about to give you." He powerslided to a halt next to her, kicking his deck up and catching it casually. He smirked. "To think you have the guts to accuse us of having dirty minds."

She stared at him for a second, taken aback by his bold statement, and then decided to punch him in the shoulder, slightly blushing. He just snickered and hopped on his board again, kickflip-backlipping a conveniently (duh) placed handrail.

Kiba rode towards Naruto, and brushed the blonde's shoulder with a bit too much force. Said blonde shot a glare in his direction. Kiba flipped him off and nollie-nosemanualled a low ledge before sitting down next to their own music installation and other provisions. He popped Sasuke's iPod into the dock, hit Shuffle and outblasted the girls' happy punk with their own hard-style punk. Naruto looked at him not-understandingly.

"Why'd you nearly run into me if you just went to put on some music?"

"Because you're standing around for nothing, while there's skating to be done."


[Author's Note]

Contrary to popular belief, I'm not dead. Neither is this story. Just on the brink of it. Reason: it's no fun to write anymore. I forgot where I wanted to take it, and frankly, I'm just... I dunno, confused about a lot of personal stuff lately. Hope that suffices for going AWOL at random times.

Signed,
VictimofYourOwnCreation