Hello everybody. I am so so sorry that I made you wait so long. I am still very busy with the classes and studying. Trying to get into med school is the most unbelievable thing. Well anyways, from now on just expect sporadic updates. I hope this chapter was worth the wait. I apologize for the sloppy writing, I am still having a block. This chapter is meant to give some consistency to all the details of my story. Also several of you have said that the characters interact in an awkward manner. I hope this chapter fixes it a little. It is longer than the previous update, so please enjoy and do not forget to review.

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Chapter 9: Blood Flow

Her mind processed the situation she was in. The young woman was outnumbered six to one. Her team mate was on the floor in a semi conscious state screaming in pain. The six standing in front of her all looked one more terrifying than the other. The weak side within her tried to cause panic. A voice at the back of her head kept saying that she was too weak to do this. Part of her wanted to break down and find comfort in the grip of death. She however could not do such a thing and swatted away the instinct of giving up like a fly.

She had to think quickly. Her mission was simple. She had to protect the Kazekage throughout his journey to Kumo and back to his home village.

The white eyed shinobi knew who her target was; the young boy who had Gaara's heart at his mercy.

She looked at him once again. His innocent features hid perfectly his great and deadly power. Hinata had learned from the previous Hokage why he looked so frail. The main weakness that affected those unlucky enough to be born with such a devastating power.

The air inside the office was suffocating. The woman sitting in front of her had such a presence that she could make the air feel thick. Tsunade had a grave expression on her features. She was resting her pointy chin in her intertwined fingers.

The older woman had just told the girl the first weakness of the infamous blood line trait. Memories swam around in her head, bringing up old feelings. Reopening old wounds, making guilt slowly resurface. Her shoulders tensed right before relaxing again as she continued her speaking.

"It is one of the most powerful Kekei Genkai around. However, not only it is hard to cast the signature jutsu. It comes at a price to be the wielder."

Her amber colored eyes fixed on the frail looking girl sitting in the wooden chair three feet away from her. Her white eyes were wide open and attentive. Tsunade knew that every word she said would be forever engraved into the girl's mind.

"The users are able control the blood of others at will. However, all the users are hemophiliacs. This means that they are unable to form blood clots efficiently" The Hokage paused to look at the expression of surprise the girl was sporting.

"Hokage- sama, that do-does not make any sense. Being a hemophiliac is fatal to a shinobi. They would lose so much bl-blood."

Her lips tugged upwards. "That is correct Hinata-chan. That is exactly why they were not meant to be shinobi."

The blue haired beauty looked more intrigued than ever. All the blood line limits were advantageous in combat. However one of the most infamous did not seem fit for violence.

"Let me ask you one thing Hinata-chan. What do you think about when blood comes to mind."

The younger woman pondered at the question. "Death."

Tsunade lifted her head up and smiled. "What about it's opposite? Without blood we would in fact die. But when it is coursing through our veins it gives us life. The Ketssueki clan was at first a clan of healers. Each member has very solid medic skills. Once in a generation there were very few that displayed the full skill of controlling blood. Those were the most powerful of healers. Controlling blood can allow them to do things that even I, Tsunade Senju would have difficulty doing in my field."

The new information struck the girl. "Tsunade-sama, to defeat one of these shinobi. I would just need to hurt them physically?"

"Correct."

Any type of bleeding could do. Internal or external, Hinata could do both. The technique that her ancestors had developed for generations could take a toll on someone's circulatory system. Without another moment of hesitation she pumped additional chakra into her palms and some at the sole of her feet to gain additional speed.

The kunoichi launched herself straight for the boy as sharp chakra was erupting from her soft looking fingertips. She was approoching her target at amazing speed. She had given it her all because she just had this one chance. Soon enough she would land her deadly palm onto his chest until his heart would convulse causing internal bleeding and his skin would rupture allowing the life giving fluid to flow out until it would completely drain his body.

Unfortunately she had not calculated that the others in the group could be faster than she. Instead of landing her palm on the initial target it met the abdomen of the woman that had her body filled with scars.

Hinata's palm made a breach in the soft skin. The dent bent in an awkward angle. Before she knew it her hand was on the other side. Her pale arm was enveloped by the woman's warm flesh. Pale eyes met icy blue ones. The scar covered woman gave Hinata a devious smile and a low chuckle.

Upon further inspection the scars that covered the enemy kunoichi were in fact stitches. With her chakra the woman was able to undo and restitch her body without damage.

The blue haired woman suppressed a yelp of surprise. She tried to retrieve her hand but it was lodge into the abdominal cavity of her opponent.

Panic once again started to bubble into her and it clouded her judgment. Hinata frantically tried to get her arm unstuck from the grip, it however seemed impossible.

Her all seeing eyes inspected her surroundings once again. The tall green eyed man and the boy were approaching the Kazegake's now limp body. The woman with black hair had positioned herself behind Hinata and was wearing a blood freezing grin.

The now stuck anbu had to suppress another yelp. The woman's black hair started to elongate at sight and it gained a life of its own. The black strands of hair were twirling and they got nearer. The woman's hair twirled around Hinata's small frame. She felt the grip tightening.

Panic was clear in the girl's eyes. She had never seen any jutsu like these ones. Before she knew it an electric shock left the woman's head, entered the long black strands of hair and reached Hinata's body.

She saw black.


The sun was shining in the sky just above Konoha. The warm temperatures forced all the inhabitants of the village to stay in the confinements of their home. Silence was reigning in the streets.

The hot sun rays were reaching the Hokage's office windows. The temperature in the room combined with silence were enough to make all of its occupants feel sleepy.

The silver haired man was taking a nap with an opened scroll in his hand. His even breathing was the only sound that filled the air.

The door flung open with such a force that it was a miracle that the wooden slabs did not fall out of their hinges. The photo of the third Hokage fells from the wall and landed on Kakashi's head successfully waking him up. The poor man fell off of his chair and found himself onto the hard wooden floor.

He did not even need to look up to know who had made such an entrance. "What can I do for you Tsunade-sama?"

"KAKASHI! Why are you sleeping on the job!"

Her voice was so harsh that is made the man want to cringe. He got up and started rubbing the sore spot on his head. "I am working my lady. Please forgive my momentary sleepiness."

Her cold eyes softened just a little. "Can you give me your report on the Kazekage mission?"

Kakashi looked upon his desk and gave the older woman a scroll. Her red painted fingertips quickly undid the binding and her eyes started dashing across the written words. "According to this report they should be in the Land of Frost which is in the border of the Land of Lighting."

The masked ninja nodded. "They should be arriving soon."


"It is so cold in this land. We will all die freezing and I will never know what love feels like." Said the only male of the three man squad. His cream colored hair was in heavy contrast with his tan skin. The forehead protector that he was wearing revealed that he came from the village hidden in the clouds.

As a response to his constant whining a punch landed at the back of his neck. A young woman with the same skin color and an annoyed look on her face was standing besides him.

"Omoi! If you do not stop complaining I will give you the beating of your life!"

The young man started to sulk and mumbled profanity under his breath. "Bitch.." Golden colored eyes filled with anger. "What did you say!"

The two kept bickering. The leader of the group gave out a heavy sight. The blond curvaceous woman was tired of traveling with these two. Her team had been put in charge of patrolling the border. Since Kumo and the land of Frost were in good terms it was common to find hidden cloud shinobi in this area.

Omoi and Karui were still fighting until Samui raised her hand to silence them. The two younger shinobi heard nothing. The blond woman's blue eyes scanned the area. She held her gaze on the nearby forest. All three of them heard a blood convulsing scream. Before the other two could react their captain had already dashed into the forest.

The katana duo followed after their captain. All three of them moving stealthily across the snow without making unwanted noise. Samui had felt a struggle and she was determined to find out who it was.

The three hidden cloud shinobi arrived in a clearing. They hid out in a tree and the scene in front of them was just absurd.

A red haired man was lying on the ground unconscious, sand was surrounding him. Three eery looking men and an innocent looking boy were getting closer to the red haired man. At the other side of the clearly the sight was even more puzzling. There was a woman with long black hair. This hair was latched onto and unconscious form. The most troubling part of it all was that the woman that had lost her senses had her hand going threw a third woman. However, the impaled woman looked just fine. In fact she was grinning.

"The Kazekage escort team." Whispered Samui. Her blue eyes met the eyes of her teammates. "The red haired man is the Kazekage. The blue haired girl must be the Konoha anbu that was supposed to escort him."The two nin looked at the blond with a bewildered look in their eyes. This was impossible. The Kazekage could not be taken out so easily. This meant only one thing. The shinobi that had attacked them were incredibly powerful.

Omoi and Karui unsheathed their katanas. Both of them adopted their signature fighting stance. Samui looked back at them and she vanished into a puff of smoke just to make her appearance in the middle of the clearing. She was soon followed by the duo, they stood just behind her.

The orange haired girl was trying to suppress her trembling hand. All eyes were on them now. She took one good look at the rogue shinobi in front of her. They did not look human.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I put a lot of effort into it. I hope it answers some of your questions. If any of you have any guesses why this groups needs Gaara's sand shield don't forget to post your guesses. You will know the answer soon enough. A big thank you for all of you that have kept reading and reviewing my stories. Please continue to do so.

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