Hello my fans. You know that crack I made last chapter, about having to cancel this story because of my lack of reviews. Well fear not, even if I get no more reviews. I will stick with this story to the end, or at least until I can write something involving Killer Bee or The Raikage. Only reason I want reviews, is because I like to know the effort I put into this story is appreciated. But enough of my rantings, your not here for that. So here you go my lovely, lovely fans. Chapter Nine of my obscure, little story. Dance of the Sharingan.
PS: I forgot to mention this before but, starting since last chapter, is my first story Arc (or is this my second?). It's called the Land of Rivers Arc. Don't know how long it'll last but I hope you'll enjoy it.
Disclaimer: Read the first chapter.
Dance of the Sharingan...9
Though Sasuke was scared beyond all comprehension by Anko's sudden arrival. A single question that needed to be answered, plagued his frightened mind. And so, with barely contained fear, he asked, "What did you do to my clone?"
The large grin on Anko's face grew even wider. And took the half-eaten stick of dango, out of her mouth with her left hand.
"Don't worry. Your cute little Shadow Clone, is just fine. I just scared 'him' a little, is all." she responded with an almost sadistic glee. "Though I may have overdid it, seeing as 'he' fainted and all." she finished with a small, frightening chuckle that made everyone start to back away slowly.
Sasuke meanwhile, shuddered at her reply. Knowing that he'd find out what she had done to 'him', once his clone dispersed.
"But before we start your 'chores' for the day. There's one thing I want to know," she said. With a semi-serious tone, breaking Sasuke from his thoughts of doom and gloom. "When did you learn to create Shadow Clones?"
"I have to get out of here. And I think I know just the thing. But I'll need to get her closer." he thought. As he quickly came up with a plan to escape Anko's clutches. He decided to answer her, in order to stall for time.
"I copied it. Simple as that." he answered. In an almost deadpan manner, the fear having left him momentarily. As if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"What do you mean simple as that! When did you copy it? And from whom?" she shouted. Annoyed by the way he managed to simultaneously avoid answering her question, and get her all riled up. "He's just like Kakashi in that regard." she thought irritatedly as she moved closer to him, ready to whack him on the head for reminding her too much of the infamous copy nin.
"That's it, just a little closer."
"Who I copied it from should be obvious," he said. In the same deadpan manner as before, which for reasons unknown to him, greatly annoyed her. But it worked in his favor, as she stated getting closer as a result. "The idiot used it so often, that it was impossible not to copy it."
"So why didn't you use it before?" she questioned. Curious as to why he never used it before.
"It requires to much chakra. I'm not a stamina freak like he was."
Semi-satisfied with his answer, Anko finished of the rest of her dango in one quick motion. Then quickly closed the distance between them.
"There!" he thought. As he enacted his plan.
Raising her right arm, Anko gave him a quick whack to the head. The moment she did however, he was engulfed in a burst of white smoke. She was surprised when this happened, but that surprise quickly turned to anger when the smoke cleared. Now standing in his place, bound by her large brown serpents. Was a statue depicting a large, brown tanuki, holding a yellow umbrella with a large grin on its face.
"That little-!" she growled. Livid that he had managed to pull a fast one on her.
Angrily she started searching the surrounding area for the young Uchiha, with her snakes in tow. Ready to destroy him for making a fool out of her. As she did, people started to run away. None of them wanting to get in the way of an angry, snake controlling woman.
As chaos overtook the town center. No one noticed that a single bowl of ramen had gone missing from one of the stands.
Sasuke was jumping from roof to roof carrying a large bowl of ramen. And was quickly moving to the outskirts, in an effort to get away from Anko. While proud that he had managed to pull the wool over her eyes. He knew that whatever she had planed for him, would now be ten times worse.
After a minute of running. He found a small abandoned house, well more of a hut really. The walls were a faded blue, with several cracks, due to age. The roof was made from simple wood and had a few holes in it, allowing sunshine to pour in. The only window was broken, and barely hanging, due to rusted hinges. And the door had long since disappeared. Really, the only thing not broken or missing was the floor, and it was layered with copious amounts of dirt and dust.
All in all, it wasn't a place he'd like to live in, but it was perfect place to enjoy his stolen meal and avoid his, somewhat, deranged sensei.
As he sat down, he laid his sword next to him. Saying a quick prayer, he separated his chopsticks and dug in. As he ate the somewhat salty mixture of, broth, sliced eggs, dried seaweed, and noodles. He wondered how Naruto could stomach eating this every chance he got. "Oh well. Beggar's cant be choosers." he thought.
Finishing off his meal. He idly wondered what he should do next. Ideally he'd like to go back to training. But he knew that with Anko out there looking for him, that option was out of the question. He could try his luck at getting Jiraiya to train him, but most likely the old pervert would just drag him off to help in his 'research'.
But before he could decide what to do, he heard a scream coming from outside. Curious as to what was happening. He grabbed his sword and quickly, and stealthily made his way to the broken window.
As he peered out the window. He saw someone lying on the ground, clad in heavy traveling gear and wearing a large brown cap, that obscured the persons identity and gender. Was surrounded by six, armed men. What appeared to be the leader of the group, a large, burly man with a massive sword strapped to his back, stood over the helpless individual. Grabbing his weapon, he lifted it high above his head.
The helpless traveler looked up in horror, as the leader brought down his massive blade.
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