Title: The Sakurazaki Chronicles—Sora
Author: Chii
MC: Setsuna, Akatsuki (primarily Itachi, Nagato, and Konan), the girl's six paths
MS: Feudal Japan; the Shippuuden time period of Naruto
MT: Romance, Adventure, Angst, Friendship, Fantasy, Death
Rating: 13-18 year olds (Teen-Mature)
Disclaimer: The author does not own Naruto in any way, shape or form. However, she does own her OCs, including a small amount of their jutsus. The author also does not own the Uglies series by Scott Westerfeld, Mahou Sensei Negima! By Akamatsu Ken, Chobits by CLAMP, Tsubasa by CLAMP, XXXHolic by CLAMP, Love Hina by Akamatsu Ken, the manga edition of Romeo and Juliet by Yali Lin (her wonderful art instructor and the woman who autographed it for me.), the .hack/ series by various authors, and other manga or literature references used in the making of this fanfiction. All rights belong to their respectful author(s) or company.
A/N: Aye aye yie… well, thank you, TaiShii for reviewing! And yes, Setsuna is a very interesting character, if you call weird and super-emotional interesting. One could call her emo, because, you will find out that she does cut herself. Like Naruto, and Sasuke, and all those other summoner people that have those animal thingies. But since Setsuna has bodies, and the Rin'negan summonings, it is OD on her sometimes. So bear with me. XD Thanks again, TaiShii, for reviewing! Finally! 300 views and 2 reviews total! Or else…
Book Two: Sora
Chapter Seven: Dolce
Setsuna groaned as Naruto's fist landed on her katana, forcing her back a few steps. Ino gasped out loud as she saw Shikamaru's body. She started forward, but Akamaru gripped her hooker boots.
"Ino, there are three Akatsuki here," Kiba growled. "They'll expect us to go after Shikamaru,"
"Watch out for the two who look alike," Neji cautioned. Satomi decided she would take care of him first. "Okay, Naruto! Come off it—"
"You take care of Shikamaru!" interrupted Naruto. He back flipped next to Neji, and handed him Shikamaru's earring. "There's a chance!"
Neji took note of Shikamaru's body. It was cold, and his heart was ripped in half. Ino stepped forward. "Let's do this quickly before they come up with something."
Tenten drew a map in the ground using a kunai knife. Kiba examined the positioning while Akamaru watched Setsuna.
Setsuna was wiping her katana absently, mocking the jounin. "When do we attack?" hissed Satomi, mainly addressing herself in a way.
"We won't until we learn their jutsus," interjected Itachi. His Sharingan swept over the young ninjas. "Our only objective is to capture Naruto. If this delaying keeps up, we'll have to retreat."
"Retreat?" scoffed Setsuna. She rolled her eyes sarcastically. "Yeah right! I dib the boy with the white eyes and the mutt."
"I'll go after the pink girl and Naruto, since you can't seem to handle anything," snorted Itachi. "Neither of you."
Satomi groaned. Why was she left with the whiny stripper? As if Itachi could read her mind, he said, "I'm hoping you can handle her? Mother than pinky, she's the easiest."
"Humph," was her disgruntled reply, and, taking one of Setsuna's katanas, she lifted off into the air, her wings lifting her up powerfully. "I'll be back, you ungrateful idiots!"
"I'm calling myself an idiot," muttered Setsuna. "What has the world come to?"
Sighing, she glared at the katana resting in her arms. Just then, Satomi whispered, a hairsbreadth away, "Want to trade prey? Itachi won't even notice."
"You want Neji and Kiba?" Setsuna asked, but then quickly understood. "Why do I have to take Ino If one of us should suffer, it should be you! You've already killed Shikamaru!"
But Satomi had already hacked at Kiba's dog, and Akamaru didn't respond kindly. Setsuna groaned. Itachi had just bashed Tenten's head against a tree, and was now aiming for Naruto.
Setsuna's blood ran cold as she realized she had stupidly stayed in one area for over thirty seconds. With her sensitive ears she heard Ino throw the kunai knife. Setsuna become irritated. This dumb-ass ninja was going to mess with her at a very bad time!
"I feel like I'm repeating myself, but: Rin'negan Art: Fuuton: Wind Destruction Level 8!"
Setsuna watched as her tornado of air whipped up trees from around the area, throwing them around like twigs. Ino was forced to retreat, and Setsuna noticed something interesting. The trees all somehow strayed and allowed Ino staircase. Setsuna pulled the air, shifting it into a different position.
The wind sliced through the tree trunks and caught Ino mid-jump. Ino yelped as the powerful wind ripped through her flesh. Setsuna leapt onto a gust of air, and cartwheeled up to Ino. To her surprise, three kunai knives buried deep into Ino's shoulder. The aim was so precise it had to have been Tenten's.
Ino was shot out of the wind torrent by this blow, and Setsuna followed her patiently. If Tenten wanted to make her job easier, fine—it would certainly be less embarrassing. Setsuna narrowed her eyes and averted the gusts of air towards Ino once more.
As the air verged towards Ino, Setsuna remembered something again. Ino wasn't agile. How could she have jumped those logs through the jutsu? The tornado edged closer. Plus, even if it were for a comrade, why would Tenten hit Ino? Setsuna cursed as the idea hit her, just as the wind ripped through Ino. The Kawarimi jutsu exploded in a puff of smoke.
Setsuna sat on top of a piece of whirling debris. She focused her Rin'negan on her surroundings. She saw Satomi, a blur of speed, testing Neji's Jyuuken 64-palms jutsu. Tenten was using her Twin-Dragon jutsu on Itachi, who was catching the kunai knives with his Sharingan and chucking them at Kiba and Akamaru who reflected it with Fang over Fang back to Tenten. Tenten then resorted to throwing them back at Itachi.
Where was the blonde brat? Setsuna dodged as a kunai knife headed for her stomache. Then, she heard a "Shintenshin!" and she knew she was in deep doggy doo-doo.
Setsuna felt a whirling sensation in her head as Ino took over her consciousness. Right before she took over, however, Setsuna's reflex actions took over, and, grabbing her katana, she stabbed herself in the leg, avoiding a vein at all costs. She figured that her forehead wasn't big enough to fight off Ino from the inside. "OW!" she heard a loud scream from Ino in her head. Setsuna sighed, glad that she had some of the control over her body now.
Deciding not to do any more damage to her body, Setsuna didn't dare approach Ino, who was standing in front of her in a black void. This was meant to be, her thoughts. Thinking of her thoughts made Setsuna want to snort, but all she did was look straight ahead and stared into Ino's turquoise eyes, and whisper, "Kai: release." Immediately, Ino let out a small shriek as her spirit started dissolving in small tufts of mist.
Setsuna blinked once, and Ino was gone. Her spirit went back to claim her thoughts again. She smirked as she heard Ino groan to get up in a nearby bush.
And the first thing she felt was the pain in her leg. Ah, fuck, she thought, concentrating her chakra into her hand. Still focusing her Rin'negan on Ino, she pressed her hand onto the wound, making her wince a little. However, as Setsuna watched Ino continue to struggle to rise, she felt the pain cease, and the wound close up.
Setsuna stood up, sighing. Shaking her right leg out as if she were doing the 'Hokey Pokey,' she smirked in relief.
No pain, no gain.
She looked around. Her wind jutsu had finally died down, showing all the debris and rubble that the forest once was. Sighing, she sent a telepathic message to Itachi; Satomi already knew, as they were one mind.
Oi, Itachi, she thought, still focusing her eyes on Ino, who had given upon getting up, and was currently also healing her own leg wound that was a result of the Shintenshin.
Setsuna? A confused voice came to her senses. She rolled her eyes.
No, it's Santa Claus—who else? Anyways, you have to move, set up really strong barrier around yourself or something. She relayed this message o Satomi as well, who merely replied with, I know.
Why? Was Itachi's reply. Setsuna growled in her head.
Be-cuz, I'm going to rock this forest to pieces.
Oh.
Yeah, oh, Setsuna rolled her eyes at Satomi's lame reply.
Stop being so sarcastic, Twin, and set up your barrier.
Uh huh, Setsuna wanted to hit her other self over the head.
Setsuna looked ahead, and saw that Ino was healed up. Growling, she raised one hand in the air, and held her other in the 'tora' handsign. "ARE YOU READY?!" she shouted over the wind that was yet again, accumulating. She heard a loud 'yeah!' from her other body and a grunt from Itachi.
"RAITON! RIN'NEGAN ART! RAIAKUMA SORA NO JUTSU!" At the last syllable, a loud clap of thunder shook the ground. Setsuna put her arms down when she felt a drop of water land on her cheek. Plit.
She felt another one land on her forehead, then her right hand. It kept falling down, faster and faster, until it had drowned the sun out and it was storming, Setsuna's hair suddenly feeling very heavy against her scalp.
The rain illuminated her wet skin, making her look like a Goddess, standing in the middle of the clearing. Neji, Ino, Kiba, Akamaru, Tenten, and Naruto were looking at her in shock.
"She has Metempsychosis eye…" Neji muttered, looking past her bangs with his Byakugan. "I don't know what it is, but… it looks like it has… concentric circles around the pupil. It also emits a very large supply of chakra. Whatever doujutsu Setsuna's inherited…" he trailed off.
"What is it, Neji-kun?" Tenten asked, over the sound of lightning and thunder.
"It's more powerful than the Sharingan and the Byakugan combined."
As Neji whispered this, there was a loud crack of thunder. Setsuna drew out a traditional old wooden flute. She beckoned with her hand and a stray leaf settled delicately onto her hand. She placed it into the reed of the flute, and blew.
A sweet sound echoed over the patters of rain. Satomi, Itachi, and the other ninja stopped, captivated by the music. Then, without a sound, a graceful lightning bolt spun around Setsuna in time to the music. It opened eyes identical to Setsuna's, tilting its head back. Then, it roared.
Itachi and Satomi were warned, and managed to escape using a large tree trunk as their shield. The jounin were not. A sonic boom ripped through them, sending them flying. Neji was lucky and using his Byakugan to sense where the trees would be. He could not dodge the wind, but he hid behind the debris.
Tenten buried her kunai knives into a flying tree-trunk and held on for dear life. Kiba and Akamaru used Fang over Fang to burrow through the ground, creating a shelter. Naruto and Ino both rushed into Kiba's hole.
Setsuna grinned and played the tune little faster, directing the demon towards Kiba's dugout.
What was that for? Itachi asked, his thoughts bristly and burning. Setsuna nearly broke off from the melody from the sudden outburst.
Hoping that Itachi would get the message, she turned the lightning demon near him, by Naruto and Kiba's hideout. Naruto was just poking his head out when the demon swiped at him. As a single drop of blood mixed with the raindrops, Setsuna was struck with an invisible force. Nostalgically, she closed her eyes for a moment and saw a memory.
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A raven-haired girl sat on a rooftop, swinging her legs. Her small gray ears twitched as she heard someone approach. She was quite petite, and could fit in the most inconspicuous places. On this occasion, she did not hide.
She flexed her hands, and turned her head to the intruder. Her abhorred pink tail caught the ninja's foot and it flung him off the roof. The assassin hissed, and threw kunai knives at the mousy-girl. Her tail flew in front of the knives, and caught them. Those that her tail missed she dodged by sucking in her rib cage.
"So it's true," the assassin hissed vehemently. "Tinza, aren't you?"
"That's me," Tinza laughed, her eyes glowing in the dark. "Now, silly ninja, what're you trying to do? It's Thanksgiving today."
"I'm to kill you while the festivities are still going on," the assassin hissed. His black clothing helped him blend into the shadows. Tinza smirked as she heard him approach from behind her. She nimbly appeared next to him, and bit his arm hard. Her teeth instinctually curved inwards, causing her head to latch on. As he yelled, she carved a pattern onto his arm in one quick motion. Then, she was gone, back to searching for her purpose in life.
The assassin died, the carving having drained him of blood. It read: 'TINZA' and a picture of a small mouse scampered across his arm in blood, grinning and flickering its ears back until the blood dried. The new pattern read: 'R.I.P.'
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"Setsuna!" Itachi slammed into Setsuna, waking her from the faint memory that was not her own. Setsuna cried out and blew a quick note on her flute. The lightning demon caught her and Itachi, who were soaked through. "What were you doing, just standing there and being all googly-eyed?"
"I remembered something," Setsuna murmured. "It's nothing. How long was I out for?"
"10 seconds."
"Ten seconds?" Setsuna gaped, horrified. A lot could happen in 10 seconds.
"Yeah," Itachi growled. He actually looked concerned for once in his life. Setsuna was momentarily touched to see the expression on his face. Then, he added, "The Naruto kid is doing the In-Your-Face dance now. I'm getting really irritated."
Setsuna looked upon the battlefield. Naruto was wagging his behind at them, with his expression contemptuous and victorious. Setsuna growled at the open challenge, and then something snapped inside of her. Naruto had taught her how to do that dance! How dare he—
And then blood filled her mouth and she coughed out a bit of it. No, she thought angrily, blood dripping from her chin. This can't be happening now!
Itachi analyzed the situation. Hastily, he swung Setsuna onto his back. "We're leaving now."
Setsuna felt sick. She looked over at Satomi, ready to let go of the jutsu. To her surprise, Satomi was nailing Ino to a few rocks using kunai knives and shuriken. Ino was obviously dead, with three through her chest, two through her head, and nine in all of her limbs. Yet through Satomi, Setsuna could easily smell the fresh blood.
Setsuna read what Satomi's lips were saying: "Take this, stripper!' Setsuna smiled as Satomi faded along with her consciousness. Two less chunin in the world. Thank God, she didn't like them that much anyways.
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