CHAPTER SEVEN / Karin in the Cloak
{A/N: Spoiler alert?! Okay, just to make things clear - I'm so behind in Naruto anime/shows, and have only made it past Naruto Shippuuden episode 40-something. So if I have things wrong, excuse me. And about "Karin", I have no background on her, and I haven't seen or read the manga about her, and have only went on Google to figure out what she's like. So please forgive me for any wrong info and just in case you haven't made it to who "Karin" is, yes, she's a real character in Naruto, then you might as well stop here. Thanks.} OH - Note that this is a FF, and since I've heard rumors of some characters' deaths, they may still be alive in this story…Example: Mr. Weasel XD And vice-versa.
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"So," Karin said awkwardly as she stood before the many blood pools and lifeless bodies around her. "This is how it all ends."
The wind blew roughly against her hair, a tumbleweed tumbling through the breeze, the wind currents causing a lonely, cold whistle. Karin stared at the bodies, as if they would respond to the solemn sounds of nature. It was like a Genjutsu illusion, only it was normal for the country to look this way at this side of the world.
"Out of all the ones that died…I thought you would survive, Master Orochimaru," she said, nudging her glass higher into the bridge of her nose. She nudged Orochimaru's lifeless body with her bloody, sandaled foot, the shocked expression on his face kept firmly on his pale and true identity. A grin was stuck as if the muscles in his face were paralyzed, his snake-like eyes wide open, his expression as creepy as ever.
Next to Orochimaru was Kabuto's, his spectacles perhaps feet away from him - were broken and shattered into poor pieces of glass. His face was as lifeless as ever, his hands spread out to a full arm span, a deep hole through his chest. His uniform was ripped and his body was bare, exposed to the dreary weather. His tattered clothes were ripped off him, so they were still attached under his pants which were still on with a few holes and cuts.
"And you," Karin said, passing Orochimaru's other innocent and little delinquents. She stopped, a kunai knife struck through his also bare chest. Uchiha Sasuke was lifeless with a blood pool under him, his face just as lifeless as the other person, but with a pain struck expression. He had drops - splashes - of blood across his face, part of his hair covering half of his face.
"Uchiha Sasuke - I never liked you…" she broke off and stared with a disgusted face, then spat on his bloody face. "May you burn in hell, Uchiha, like the rest of your clan."
"Harsh words, don't you think?" a man in a dark, deep cloak said behind her. Black, long cloak with red clouds at the bottom of the long uniform…The glinting ring on his left hand. No doubt about it - he was part of the Akatsuki.
"An Uchiha himself," Karin said bitterly, turning around toward the source of the voice. She knew better than to look him straight in the eye and kept her eyes locked on the only bloodless spot of soil on the ground.
The vicious, crimson red eyes and the jet-black Uchiha hair…Yes, no doubt about that, either. He was - possibly - the only Uchiha left that survived as well as the one that killed them all off - Uchiha Itachi. (Weasel = Itachi XD)
"What do you want?" Karin growled.
"Just a simple favor," he replied in his deep voice. Karin looked up, trying hard not to look above his nose, seeing his pale face. She smiled, feeling his weak strength. He was old and going blind the more he used his kekkai-genkai…That was one disadvantage he had. Karin began to feel confident, glancing a second at the old man's eyes.
"Yet you still don't cease to exist, Uchiha?" Karin mumbled, as if reading his mind.
"I wish to live as long as I desire."
"What is the favor?" she said aggressively. It was his turn to grin, his wrinkly smile irritating Karin's impatient mood.
The strong wind currents continued and the two spoke, while a sneaky spy watched and listened a distance away. He was pale and tall, yet creepy and wise. He had one ear held out, straining his ears to hear the two villains. It was Yamato, listening on in their plot to unite forces.
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1:00 P.M.
Sunday, Konohagakure
"Hokage-domo," Yamato said as he went through the Hokage's office with a swift move. "I have urgent news."
"Yes, Yamato-san? What is it?" Naruto replied, looking up from his paperwork. He was relieved, to at last take his eyes of something less puzzling.
Yamato was tired, but tried his best to breathe normally. He paused, swallowed, and continued. "As you know…Orochimaru and his spies are dead - that's counts Uchiha. But there has been one survivor."
Naruto didn't look very concerned. He just squinted and nodded, gesturing for him to continue.
"It is Karin, a female, and a member of another organization, the Akatsuki, has talked to Karin."
That did it. Naruto was now wide-eyed, his eyes slowly turning into demon eyes as his temper rose quickly. "What did they want?"
"Uchiha Itachi and Karin - I overheard their conversation. They plan to join together…Karin agreed, and now they have one more member."
"Go on," Naruto said through his gritted teeth. He had a file in his clawed hands and as Yamato slowly continued, his fingers were balled into fists and his claws began tearing through the important paper he needed yet to stamp.
Yamato continued, explaining what they were plotting against Naruto. And by the minute, Naruto began to burn. He swallowed, biting his lip. Once he was done, he was quiet and looked away from Naruto with respect, not bothering to help Naruto out. Naruto granted him permission to leave, which he did, and Naruto took the time to himself, throwing the holed up contract away, rose from his seat, and gazed out the window with a furious scowl.
"So they planned to be together, huh?" Naruto growled to himself, nearly calming down. "Let's just see if they'll get past me first."
Outside Naruto's door stood Sakura, who has just come and held her ear through the door. She had passed Yamato, noticing his expression, and held her ear closer.
"I now know my next mission - and maybe my last."
Sakura gasped at his words, dropped the purple vase in her hands and froze behind the door. Before Naruto could come to the door and see where the shattering sound came from, Sakura had fled, leaving the broken vase scattered on the floor, as well the puddle of water and the three flowers that soaked into the water. Naruto faced the broken vase and three flowers on the floor, looking down sadly as he understood who had dropped them.
A/N: Okay, I'll make this quick. Thanks for reading and please review! Ha-ha…Stay tuned for the next chapters! Oh…And sorry if this seems short…at all. LOL.
