For reference, since this is a modern AU take on the Naruto world, I made them use Yen instead of Ryo.
Update Notes: Nothing really to preface. Might have more updates next chapter.
Tempest: Season 1, Episode 10: Hyuga War
Instantly, Hiashi was on his brother. Using the same style of fighting, Hizashi pushed his brother's hand up, careful not to touch his palm or any of the light blue energy illuminating it.
"An immediate juuken to the chest. Are you trying to kill me brother?" Hiashi refused to acknowledge his brother, but war forced back to avoid the rebound strike Hizashi sent towards his chest. "Guess the feeling is likewise, huh?"
"Always the chatty one." Hiashi spoke calmly, trying to keep his mind calm, especially after learning of his brother's frame job on his niece. Rushing forward once more, he sent a palm strike forward, that Hizashi easily dodged by side-stepping left. Unlucky for Hiashi, he was much slower than his brother and received a blue-aura'ed juuken to his right arm.
"It helps to stay active brother! Or did you forget that while sitting upon your polished throne?" Hiashi jumped back, breathing heavily at his now disabled arm. Looking at it, he pushed his left arm against it, and his arm pushed a gust of wind around, the force of him juuken'ing his own arm. "Or you can just do that I guess." Hizashi muttered, watching Hiashi regain control of his arm. The elder Hyuga regained his fighting stance and gave his brother a look.
"Simple science. You should know that Hizashi." His brother rolled his eyes, charging another blue fist, only this one was aimed at Hiashi's face.
Across the city, a similar battle was going down. Runa swung towards Neji, who easily dodged the punch and went to press his palm against Runa's stomach. Having worked with the Hyuga for years, Runa already knew exactly what he was planning. Using the momentum from her swing, she swung her opposite foot towards Neji, forcing him to back off or take the strike. While her leg was in the air, he went to press his palm against her leg, but she took hold of the nearby chair, using it to change her momentum and swing the foot back, hitting his hand away. The two backed off from one another, Neji wearing a neutral expression, while Runa was wearing a smirk.
"Really think I can't fight a juuken? Don't make me laugh kid." Neji's expression darkness, but he stiffened his back.
"The juuken isn't the only thing that would make me a dangerous opponent. It would be wise of you to move out of my way Runa. I will show no mercy." She smirked, a hand on her hip.
"Funny. I wasn't going to say the same for you." She charged forward again, Neji immediately readying his form. Hinata gasped and attempted to back to the nearest corner, away from all the fighting. She threw a jab towards Neji, who easily backed from the strike, preparing a counter open palm against her arm. Using her other hand, she punched the table, sending it sliding against the floor and into Neji's waist, making him keel over slightly. Taking advantage, she quickly ripped off her belt, flinging it towards his neck and wrapping it around him. He growled, kicking the table away (which crashed near Hinata, making her yelp)
"So this is your chain whip? Father told me a lot about this blade. A lot about the damned Akahime. So you really are a whore from that clan." Runa's expression turned neutral, not allowing her anger to show, but letting her smirk disappear. She flicked her wrist, making the belt quickly snap into sections, a new metal blade on each section. Before it could reach Neji, he pushed backwards and jerked his neck, breaking through the leather section and breaking the belt.
"And here I thought you weren't supposed to kill any Hyuga members? I guess it doesn't matter since your ancient was nothing but a broken blade." Runa failed to suppress her smirk as she cracked the sword whip. Neji turned quickly, but not quick enough to dodge. From behind him, the leather strip that ripped turned into a blade and flew towards him, slashing his left leg. In front of him, the section flew towards and connected with Runa's whip, making the blade complete again.
"No really. Go ahead Neji. Try and disrespect the Akamuchi-Ittou again and you'll regret it." Neji looked at his leg with a glare before turning to Runa, readying his juuken stance once more.
"I'm angry now Runa. You are going to regret this." As he spoke, his open palm started to radiate blue.
Back at the HyugaDojo, Hizashi's home and rival company to his brother's vastly larger HyugaTech, Hiashi was pushed towards a wall, denting it slightly. In front of him, Hizashi let out a large breath, walking slowly towards his brother.
"It's as I said brother. I am the vastly superior Hyuga. You stopped your training and you have let your skills go to waste. It's a shame too. You were always so smart. A man like you could have taken the juuken to a whole new level. Such wasted potential." Hiashi started to growl, lifting himself up slowly, groaning the entire time.
"You are a fool Hizashi. Too think I would have allowed my skills to get rusty." Now on his feet, he let out a breath. "It's about time I stop toying with you. You must pay for crimes you have afflicted on to my family." With a glare, Hizashi thrust a palm onto Hiashi's stomach, a sad smile on his face.
"Goodbye Hiashi." He waited a moment, but there was nothing, which made him look at his hand on his brother chest with a look of shock. Before he could say anything, Hiashi slammed his own fist forward into Hizashi's head, sending him flying with a gust of wind towards the floor, screaming the entire time and clutching his head.
"We never stop learning in this world Hizashi. To think using energy as a weapon is the only basis for the juuken. It's sad. No one from the Hyuga ever once thought of the other possibilities of the ability we share. An advanced user of the juuken, if they can match a person's output, can cancel out a juuken attack. I informed you that I wasn't rusty brother." Hiashi got back into his fighting stance, just as Hizashi was rising, hate in his face and tears down his face.
"Shut the hell up!" He recklessly rushed forward, trying to send a juuken to his brother's own head. With such a small target, Hiashi would dodge easily before striking both his brother's shoulder's blowing them both out and knocking the muscles unconscious.
"Be wise or you will actually die brother." Hizashi growled louder and charged him again, his arms barely able to move. With a sigh, Hiashi struck his shoulder and chin, sending Hizashi upwards and crashing into the ground. Before he could rise again, he slammed both palms into both of his ankles, sending a small gust of wind downwards and making the man scream more.
"You bastard. Think you're so high and mighty!" He spat, struggling to hold his head up as he glared at his brother. "Not a single killing strike! You think you're so much better!" Hiashi rose and placed his hands in his kimono, now sure that Hizashi was successfully subdued.
"No reason to strike with deadly intent. I have no desire to kill you. But I am taking you to the police station, where you will confess to the murder and to framing my daughter Hinata." Hizashi scoffed, looking away from his elder brother.
"Like hell. You think I will actually take the blame for that? I didn't even do anything." Hiashi sighed grabbing his collar and hoisting him over his shoulder.
"I'm aware. But if you are in trouble, do you think your son will sit idly by? Or do you think young Neji will take the blame? Are you truly okay ruining his life?" Hizashi stopped, pondering his brother's words. His face contorted to anger, knowing the truth in his words.
"I warned you." Neji spat, his back facing Hinata and his front towards the police door. Unlike before, the room was now destroyed, the table in splinters, and the glass from the interrogation room shattered, Runa laying in the debris and glass. Hinata watched in horror, seeing her driver battered and bloody.
"N-neji! How?" Hinata was confused. Her cousin had generated some weird blast with his hands and Runa was utterly destroyed by it. "What was that power?" Neji scoffed, now turning to fully face her.
"Disgusting. You know nothing of the Hyuga's true power. The juuken is a true staple of the Hyuga and the fact you know nothing about it shows you are not worthy of the name Hyuga!" Neji showed a rare sight of anger, his eyes radiating hate. Before she could respond, he opened the door, refusing to look towards her.
"Look at the mess you made." Hinata stared at the door as it slammed, trying to regain her thoughts. Before she could think any further on the Neji situation, she turned to Runa, worry in her eyes.
Neji walked defiantly through the police station, surprised no one heard the altercation between himself and Runa. His unasked question was answered as he turned the corner to the main hall of the station, seeing his father laying at the feet of his uncle.
"I confess. I was the one that killed that man. He came to me, wanting to rob me and I attacked him before he could attack me. It was not my niece, Hinata Hyuga." Once again stunned, Neji froze before running towards the two brothers.
"Father!" Now all eyes turned to Neji, confused at how he arrived at the station. Out of all of them though, Hizashi was the most confused.
"Neji? Why are you here?" He almost turned to Hiashi in anger, feeling betrayed when the boy interrupted him.
"What is this about you committing a murder? You did no such thing!" Hizashi looked to his son, a small smile on his face, thinking about Hiashi's earlier assessment of the boys loyalty.
"Yes, Neji. I did. I killed a drug dealer in an alleyway a few days prior." The look he gave his son spoke volumes, which made the boy take pause. He sighed and rose up, looking at the officers.
"After all the police work is done, let me speak to my father please."
"Thanks to the efforts of Tempest and the Konoha Police Force, it seemed they were able to make a major break, arresting over 2 dozen members of the notorious Tsubaki Gang." Sakura was watching the news in awe, her eyes shining at the still of Tempest on screen.
"It seemed that the Tsubaki Gang had actually resorted to kidnapping and took someone hostage, which seemed to be Ayame Ichiraku, daughter of local business head Teuchi Ichiraku, owner of the Ichiraku Ramen restaurant here in Konoha. As of now, police are on the lookout for any more members of the Tsubaki Gang, and Ayame is safe with police protection." The angle of the news camera switched, signaling a change in topic in the station. Sakura clicked off the TV, letting it blank out before rising for her bag.
"Mom! I'm going out! I'll be back within the hour!" She rushed down the stairs, reaching for the door knob before her mom spoke out.
"Wait Sakura!" The pinkette froze at the door, turning to see her mother in the kitchen, a worrisome look on her face. "Where are you going?"
"Ino wanted to meet up and go shopping, probably have me try some new restaurant. I swear that girl is gonna fatten me up," she lied, a small chuckle out of her lips. Mebuki let out a small sigh of relief, turning back to the kitchen.
"Text me when you are with her and when you are coming home. Don't be home too late!" Sakura gave her a vocal affirmation before heading out the door. She didn't enjoy lying, especially to her mom, but she had no choice. If she knew what she was really doing, there was no way she would have let her daughter out of the house.
"Man, I'm so bored!" Aoba muttered, sitting in the patrol car parked in front of the Ichiraku household. Next to him, Iruka took a sip of coffee, an annoyed expression on his face.
"Aoba, it's only been 2 hours. You're worse than Anko with this." Aoba shot him a dirty look, still clearly evident through the mans sunglasses.
"Yeah, I'd love to be compared to her. She's my favorite person." He replied sarcastically, making the other man roll his eyes. Before he could say anything, he gestured forward, seeing the pink-haired girl approaching the house. "We got someone." Aoba groaned, opening the door.
"Hey! What's your business here?" Sakura looked over, freezing slightly at Aoba. Her mind wasn't able to process, so she simply stood there, staring at the man. "Hey, are you deaf kid? I asked what the hell you are doing here!" He yelled out, scaring the girl even further. The other door opened, Iruka coming out with an annoyed expression on his face.
"Aoba, stop it," he spoke, careful not to speak to loudly. Unlike his fellow officer, Iruka remembered the girls distinct pink hair, and the case that surrounded her. He walked towards her, his hands slightly raised. "Hey, it's okay." He spoke softly, careful not to be too quick or talk too loud. "Are you here to see Ayame?"
"Y-y-yes." She stammered out, her entire brain screaming for her to run away. The man in front of her nodded, stopping his advancement, as he was in speaking distance.
"Is she expecting you? Otherwise we might not be able to let you in. She's a high priority target for some crooks right now." Sakura looked down, her head fallen.
"N-no… She's not." She turned to walk away, feeling crestfallen about the recent development. After about two steps, another voice rang out, this one from the house.
"She's fine! Let her in." The girl looked up, seeing Ayame from the balcony of her house, some bandages wrapped around her face. "Come on in pinkie." She smirked, walking back into the house. Sakura looked towards the officer, who gestured to the door with a smile. She nodded, quickly skirting past the man towards the door.
"Smooth." Aoba muttered as Iruka got back to the car, closing it with a small slam. "Guess she wasn't deaf." Iruka smacked the man's chest, an angry glare on his face.
"Don't be dumb. Don't you remember her? The girl that was attacked. Obviously, she isn't adjusted to men. So you can't just shout at her!" Aoba rolled his eyes, leaning against the car door.
"Whatever. Ugh, why are we here anyway? I thought officers are supposed to be the ones doing the police protection. Why are we here?" Iruka let out another sigh, really regretting his choices on this one.
"We are the Mizuki Task Force. This is a highly volatile case and she is a target. So we have to make sure that no Tsubaki Gang tries to get her from the house." Aoba let out another groan, making the other man pinch his nose. He was really starting to hate that Anko took a different assignment than him.
"Like I said, I don't know anything!" A man shouted, gesturing with his hands, which were handcuffed to the table. In front of him, Anko growled and leaned back in her chair. Next to him, Ibiki sat with his arms crossed.
"If you have no information, you will be prosecuted with the fullest extent of the law. We will not be able to help you at all. Help us, so we can help you." The man chuckled, shaking his head and shrugging.
"I said I don't know."
After a few minutes, Ibiki and Anko were alone in the room, Anko with her hands in her heads.
"We got so many of them and we got nowhere today." Ibiki nodded, a small sigh leaving his lips.
"Even your tattoo did nothing. These are all very loyal members to Mizuki. Which is awful, considering how easily he would throw them under the bus." She rose her face, still not used to people mentioning her tattoo. Luckily for her, Ibiki was one of the few people that knew and didn't judge her about the past of her tattoo.
"They all can't be loyal. We still have a lot to go through." She muttered, leaning back in her chair. "Let's just bring the next one out and keep this train rolling." Ibiki nodded, making a gesture to the glass. After a few moments, the door opened, allowing another Mizuki Loyalist walk in, an officer leading him in.
"Any reason you decided to pay me a visit, pinkie? Actually, I'm more concerned at how you knew where I lived? It's not like we are friends and I've ever told you." Sakura frowned slightly, looking down.
"I, uh… asked around. Found out. I know we aren't friends or have actually ever talked, I just needed to speak to you." Ayame nodded, leaning against a wooden drawer in the living room. From outside, Sakura could see the bandages on her face, but now that she was face to face with the girl, she had even more bandages around one of her arms, and the other was placed in a sling.
"Well, that's not creepy at all." Sakura started to frown, looking downwards. "But that's fine. What did you want to talk about?" She looked back up at the brown-haired girl, who was giving her a warm smile. For some reason, she felt her cheeks flush a little and averted her eyes.
"You know Tempest, right? Like, I know he's saved you a few times, but like personally? Like you're able to talk to him right?" Ayame gave the girl a questioning look, trying to gauge a reaction.
"Is there a reason you're asking? I'm not saying I know the guy, but if I did and all you wanted was to deliver some fan mail or ask for a number, you're going to out of luck girl." Sakura looked back to her, the girls face more stern.
"No no! That's not it at all. I just…" She started, but placed her mouth on her hands, in thought. She hated how timid she had become because of this whole ordeal.
"You just what?" She leaned her head down slightly, matching eye contact with the high school girl.
"I want him to train me!" She blurted out, her face flushing again slightly. Ayame froze for a moment before giving her a deadpanned look.
"Huh? Train you? Really?" Sakura gave another frown, it dangerously close to turning into a scowl.
"Yes train! He's so strong and is able to stop the bad guys! If I was strong enough to stop those people that attacked me and Ino…" She shook her head. "Things would have been different! So I want him to teach me how to fight and defend myself." Ayame gave the girl another look around after she had finished her explanation, making the pinkette slightly nervous. After a few more seconds of silence, the Ichiraku girl gave out a sigh.
"Sorry, kiddo. I don't know him personally. He's just saved me a few times." The girl started to frown and look down, but her action was interrupted by Ayame coughing slightly. "But… If I did know the guy, he'd probably tell you that he isn't the best teacher, and that he would recommend taking classes and going to the gym. I can recommend the one best for that also." She gave her a warm smile, making Sakura give a light smile back. Sakura wasn't dumb and she easily picked up the meaning behind Ayame's words.
"I'd like that."
"Yo, Shikamaru, did you see the whole shebang with the Tsubaki Gang yesterday?" Choji shouted and turned around from his desk, holding his phone to Shikamaru, who was facedown on his own desk. "It says they were able to get like 30 guys from the bust!" In the desk next to Shikamaru's, Naruto raised his eyebrow slightly, knowing that that number was slightly exaggerated. Near him, Shikamaru raised his head slightly, giving his best friend a lazy look.
"Yeah, I saw an article this morning. The Tempest guy is troublesome, but it's nice he's cleaning up the streets." Having said his two cents, Shikamaru placed his head back to the desk to try and resume sleeping. Choji turned to look at Naruto.
"What about you Naruto?" He smiled at the boy, nodding his head.
"I think it's great! It's really nice that someone out here is taking the bad guys out. That Tsubaki Gang was getting dangerous too!" He couldn't help but beam brightly, glad friends are starting to side more towards Tempest's side. Of course, there were always the people against him.
"Tch. Not sure why he is necessary. The police need to take care of their own work and take care of these threats themselves." Sasuke muttered, sitting in front of Naruto and across from Choji. The blond gave his raven-haired friend a scowl.
"They should but they aren't. Sooooo," He spoke, elongating the 'o' to get his point across. "I'm glad this masked guy is taking out the crooks!" Sasuke rolled his eyes, giving a small 'Hn'.
"He IS a masked crook though." Naruto gave him a confused look, so Sasuke let out a sigh, fully turning towards the other boys. "Some rebel guy with no rules or regulations going out and doing whatever he wants. No accountability. Can do whatever he wants. What a hero." Sasuke scoffed again, upsetting Naruto. He was about to retort when Shikamaru chimed in.
"You know he's right Naruto. Nothing is stopping Tempest from one day deciding he's done and using his powers against people." Naruto looked appalled at the notion, not speaking in time to stop Choji.
"You know, I love the hero. But yeah, I do agree with y'all." He quickly munched down a chip before looking at Naruto." It's not like anyone can stop a superhero if they go rogue. He could just wind them to pieces or some crap!" Naruto was starting to turn real sour at the conversation when a piece of chalk went flying towards him, smacking the wall next to him and startling all 4 boys.
"IS THERE A REASON YOU ALL ARE TALKING STILL?" Shizune shouted, her face enlarged in rage and scaring all 4 of the younger boys.
"Naruto, I have a question?" Naruto was one of the last remaining in his class, packing up his belongings for the day. He waved to Sasuke, who was waiting for him at the door, but turned to leave with a small salute, leaving only Naruto and the teacher in the room.
"Sure, what's up Sissy?" While she would normally start to chastise the boy for calling her that at school, she kept a sad look on her face.
"Have you happened to see Kiba lately? He's missed quite a few days and I'm just starting to worry about him. You seen him around?" Now that he had thought about it, Kiba was absent the last few days of school.
"Uh, no actually. Kiba and I never really saw eye to eye, so we never hung out much. But no, I haven't seen the guy in a bit, now that you said something. I think he's fine though!" Shizune nodded, an unsure look still on her face.
"I think so too. Just… You never know with this town, honestly? It's been getting pretty hectic these last few weeks." He gave his faux-sister a small nod, a smile still on his face.
"Yeah but Kiba's just a kid! It's not like anything would happen to him, right?" Shizune thought for a moment, but nodded, albeit biting her lip as she did.
"Yeah, you're right. You're good to go Naruto. See you tomorrow." She smiled and he gave her his salute, rushing out the classroom.
"Later Sissy!" She growled at him slightly, but the door was already shut. Now alone, Shizune let out a lone sigh, sitting back down at her desk. With a small groan, she looked out the window, Naruto already walking out of the building, have climbed down the 3 flights of stairs almost instantly, he rushed out towards the street, passing the sitting forms of Sakura, Ino and Hinata, which made the girl frown.
"Like, handcuffs and everything?" Ino asked, eagerness on her face. Next to her, Sakura lightly slapped the blondes chest.
"Ino, I don't think she really wants to talk about all of that. It was probably a very traumatic experience!" Ino frowned slightly at Sakura's words, realizing the pinkette's own trauma and realizing how she sounded.
"You're right," she muttered, looking down to the ground. "Sorry Hinata, that probably was a jerk thing of me." She felt an hand on her shoulder and looked up to see Hinata smiling down at her.
"No worries Ino. It wasn't rude. And thank you Sakura, it was a slightly traumatic experience, but I'm okay giving Ino the details if she wishes." Hinata turned and looked at Sakura as she thanked her, who was giving her an unsure look about her experiences. Unknown to her, Hinata was perfectly fine with the experience, the only thing that startled her at all was the recent events with her cousin, Neji Hyuga.
"I just think it's wild. You're uncle of all people. And to frame you! Like, I don't mean to speak ill of people, but that is not cool at all to do!" Hinata frowned slightly, looking off to the distance, now deep in thought.
"I don't understand his reasonings, but yes. Please don't speak ill of other people's families." Both the girls gulped and exchanged a look. She might have said it in her normal gentle tone, but they could feel the edge in her voice. To Sakura, she just felt that Hinata was more traumatized than she let on and wished to not speak anymore of this, but to Ino, it felt as if Hinata would not let anyone insult her family name; she is the daughter of one of the most famous technology companies in all of Japan.
"Yeah. Sorry." Ino mumbled, looking away from the girls. Hinata let out a sigh and rose up from her spot on the bench.
"I have to go now. My driver was hurt recently, and I want to go see her in the hospital. I will see you ladies tomorrow." She bowed politely to her friends before walking towards the arches of Konoha High. From their position, Sakura shot Ino a dirty look.
"Wow. Ask her about being arrested, why don't you?" Ino shot the girl a scowl back, an argument starting to brew between the two.
"Look, I'm sorry!" A man started to scream, covering his face with his hands, not wanting to look at the cops in front of him. Anko and Ibiki shared a look, confusion on their faces.
"I only do what Mizuki tells me to do. I never asked for any of this! I'll tell you whatever you want, just please don't release me!"
"Okay, usually this is the part where the criminal begs to not be locked up. Any reason why you want to be in the slammer?" He looked towards them, lowering his hands and letting the shackles dangle. He was a normal looking man, brown hair and brown eyes, with a short of long face and tan skin. He easily wouldn't have stood out in a crowd.
"Don't play dumb! You all know Mizuki Tsubaki is a mad man. But that's it. He's just a man. Once the big guy finds out we were all captured, he's going to have everyone released killed! I'm not messing with that guy!" Ibiki and Anko looked towards each other, eyes wide.
"The big guy?"
"What do you mean, the big guy?" The asked simultaneously, making him scoff and give a look towards Anko.
"Like you don't know. Mizuki's boss will kill us all." Ibiki looked through the notes on the table, throwing them down and leveling a glare at the man.
"All our reports indicate that Mizuki is the leader of the Tsubaki Gang. There is another leader of the gang?" He scoffed again, his gaze now directed towards Ibiki.
"No! Obviously Mizuki leads the gang! This is a little Konoha shin-dig! Tsubaki is only the part of a larger gang! Everyone knows that Mizuki and the gang work for the Purple Snake!" As the words left his mouth, Anko froze, almost shaking at the allegation. Ibiki glanced over, checking on his partner. Before either of them could interact, the man started to laugh slightly.
"Bet that's not good news for you, huh? Anko Mitarashi." She woke from her thoughts, her hand subconsciously going towards her neck tattoo.
"So Mizuki works for the Purple Snake. The leader for them is public knowledge though. The leader of the Purple Snake, Masahiko Tanaka, is currently serving life in prison in Suna. Why would you fear him?" The man was about to speak, but Anko interrupted him.
"Wrong. Masahiko was a fall man." Ibiki glanced over, as did the man in chains, but he was wearing a smirk.
"She's right. You really think a man like Masahiko could put all of Japan in terror?" Anko looked towards the man, a glare on her face that made him freeze, her eyes reminding him of a horror he only experienced once before.
"Silence." He leaned back in the chair, sweat starting to form at his forehead. With the man now subdued, she turned to Ibiki, a neutral expression on her face.
"The leader of the Purple Snake is Orochimaru no Hebi. Orochimaru the Snake, my former teacher." Ibiki listened, his face not showing his current emotions. To him, it was common knowledge the Anko used to be a high ranking member of the Purple Snake, but it never occurred to him that was a direct apprentice of the leader and founder.
"See. She knows. She knows why I fear him. I've seen his mark in action. It's terrifying. It made me feel like dying. Like he was going to kill me with a snap of his fingers! I can't stay out there for that!" Anko turned towards him, curiousness on her face.
"His mark? I hate to tell you this, but no." He looked confused, but Anko continued. "Actually no. I don't hate to tell you this. Orochimaru's mark is unlike anything you've ever seen. His mark is able to kill someone on the spot! All you saw was his aura. His terrible damning aura." She shook her head in anger.
"Nonetheless, you want protection from the Purple Snake, yes?" Ibiki started and received a nod from the man. "Okay good. We just have some questions we need answered before we can do anything for you. First of all, we know Mizuki has Konoha Police on his payroll. We need to know who they are." The man nodded, his lips moving and telling a name to them. Anko and Ibiki exchanged worried glances, before Anko rose from her chair, dashing towards the door.
"Ayame!?" Naruto shouted, running towards the Ichiraku house, worry on his face. He called Lee earlier and informed him that he was going to check on the girl and make sure she was okay, but when he arrived, the police car was empty and her door wide open. He looked around the kitchen, seeing a kitchen knife on the floor, trace amounts of blood on it, as well as her usual headband. Next to those, a pair of goggle-like glasses laid there, a giant crack on them. Before he could worry more, he heard quick footsteps and rushed to hide in the nearby closet. Just as the door slid closed, he heard footsteps hitting her hardwood floor.
"Konoha PD!" He heard Anko's distinct voice shout out, worry on her face. Looking around, she saw the headband and the goggles on the floor and bent down to pick them up. She turned to the man behind her, a tall stoic looking man with scars.
"We were too late. Damn." He spoke in a deep voice, but it still carried the emotion of worry. Next to him, Anko growled and rose from her kneeling position.
"We have to find Genma Shiranui. I'm going to beat his partners location out of him. How dare they work for Mizuki! And right under my fuckin' skin!" She shouted, throwing the goggles and the headband to the floor. The taller man nodded, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"It will be fine. Let's find Genma now." With that, he released his hold of her and turned to leave. She glared down at the floor, before stomping out, anger evident in her body language.
Luckily, neither of the noticed the cyan blue orbs watching them, or their quick flash of anger, which made them look almost crimson.
"Knock knock, we are here." Aoba started, knocking on the Ichiraku door. "Not sure why, but we are here…" Iruka gave the man a dirty look when Ayame suddenly answered, a serious expression on her face and a kitchen knife in her hand. "Whoa whoa!" Aoba started, backing up and placing a hand on his hip, near his gun.
"Get in quick! I think they are nearby. Sneaking near the house." The two detectives exchanged a look before nodding and walking in to the house, closing the door behind them.
"Have you checked the house?" Aoba started, looking around the house quietly. She nodded, walking next to him with the knife still in her hand.
"Yes. I didn't see anyone inside, but I caught a glimpse near my window." She whispered, looking around and not noticing Iruka behind them.
The detective looked between her and Aoba, his hand on his gun. He slowly started to pull it out, as quietly as possible so neither would hear.
Cliffhanger. Fun I know. Anyway, next chapter will be the mid-season finale for the first Season of Tempest. Which I'm excited for. Honestly, this half season has dragged on for so long. I'm tired about writing about this basic bitch Mizuki. I'm a lot more excited for this next half, so hopefully I'll be able to upload faster.
Until next time.
Keep on shining, y'all!