Yay, I copied up chapter nine! Also, I realised the other day I was a little unhappy with the last chapter, there were a few mistakes in it I didn't correct, but I have done so now. Feel free to go back and read it again if you wish, but it's largely the same. There's probably about two more sentences in there though. Nothing massive. In this chapter we finally come across Konan, I love Konan, she doesn't get the credit she deserves sometimes. This is also only half of what I had planned for this chapter. If any of you read the fic I uploaded yesterday, you might have seen that I mentioned I'm sick at the moment. This means I'm writing on paper, then copying it up afterwards. I just didn't feel up to the task of copying the whole thing tonight. I'll probably be posting the next half either tomorrow or the day after, depending on how I feel. I'll let you all get on with the story now.
Orange

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, the Akatsuki, Mulan, or anything else Disney related mentioned in this story

When Konan had come to, she was in a tent. Judging by the light outside it was early morning. She could hear the sounds of people fighting, and the masculine grunts of people training not too far away. Konan, luckily, was a great deal smarter than many of the other Akatsuki members. Upon discovering her breasts to be bound, her blue hair tied into a more masculine style, and the fact that she was alone, she realised Tobi had cast a spell separating them all to different worlds.

She got out of the grey sleeping bag she'd been in and stretched out, the paper she always carried rustling as she did so. Looking down she saw the squashed remains of some red lizard beneath her. Oh dear. A cricket was also chirping loudly, trying to get her attention. She picked it up on the end of her finger and regarded it carefully.

Eventually, realising she could not understand its cries the bug shut up and hopped onto her shoulder. Konan remembered hearing somewhere that crickets were lucky and let it bounce around as it pleased. Pulling on a pair of shoes she left her tent and went to look around outside.

Sure enough, stretched out before the kunoichi was an entire army. Row after row of tents stood by her own, and on the other side of the field two larger tents were pitched, presumably they belonged to the general. The men of the army were practicing their martial arts by the looks of things, deep within a training regime.

Guiltily she wondered how long she'd been asleep for. Presumably she should be in the midst of this training too. she ran over to the other men, dodging as for some reason they tried to trip her up. Assholes. The next chance she got she'd kick their ass. But, unfortunately that wouldn't be anytime soon, as they were all brought to an abrupt halt. The captain, a young, and Konan had to admit handsome, man rode by on his horse. He commanded them all to stop, berating their performance.

He signalled for them all to pay attention as he strung his bow, and notched an arrow. Taking aim he fired the arrow to the top of a huge wooden pole. He turned to them, holding up two heavy looking discs on ropes.

"This," he began, "represents discipline, and this represents strength," he indicated each disc as he spoke. "you need both to retrieve the arrow,"

Konan rolled her eyes, okay so these men weren't shinobi, like the ones she knew, but surely they weren't dense. She couldn't stand the captain's arrogance either. It seemed the man didn't like her much either, as he chose to pick on her first for his silly little exercise. She could hear the cricket on her shoulder, chirruping something as the captain handed her the discs. She shushed it, earning her a few sniggers from the other soldiers.

Now, there were two ways she could do this. Evidently there was the way the captain expected, which was to tie the discs together around the pole and shimmy up it, or she could screw the rules of this world and use her paper powers to retrieve the arrow. Feeling something hit her on the back of her head she whipped around. There was a stone on the floor, and the men were trying to avoid her gaze.

Those bastards had thrown a rock at her.

A rock?

Screw this world, she was doing things her way.

The bed had brought them out in a small village, before it collapsed under Elliott's (Itachi's) weight and vanished with a popping sound. Right now they were making their way through the hustle and bustle of the busy village's life. Many of them were scared by the presence of the hulking dragon and ran from the sight of him, not that Itachi minded. Those that hadn't run were giving the group very odd looks, things weren't helped by Kisame's blue skin.

Karin was now riding on Itachi's head, seeing as Suigetsu had thrown away her bowl. They'd have to get a new one at some point or she'd start to dry out again. The pair was watching their companions from the mist village with a great deal of embarrassment. Kisame had taken to walking like a pimp with the trident, strutting his stuff down the dusty street. Had he not been a retarded excuse for a monster, and capable of adequate speech, Itachi would have reprimanded him much sooner. Suigetsu on the other hand was back to doing what he did best.

They'd come across a procession of girls, all dressed up to meet the village matchmaker, they were singing happily, allowing the boy to skip alongside them, singing his own words to their tune. The air was filled with his tedious singing.

"what the mist
does not know
that the men it picked are rather slow
when I take their swords, just watch me go
I'll bring honour to the swords!"

Itachi heard Karin groan from her spot atop his head.

"Stupid Suigetsu, I wish for once he'd shut up about those damn swordsmen," she was grumbling. Itachi nodded his head and clicked his tongue in agreement.

"Thanks Elliott. I'm starting to think you and I are the only sane people around this place. And we're bloody animals," the crab girl waved her claws, even though the dragon couldn't see. "and really, what on earth does Kisame think he's doing?" this time he nodded harder.

Reluctantly, Suigetsu allowed the pretty young women to turn away down a different route and rejoined their group. Kisame still strutted ahead of them. The four soon came to the village square where a market was being held, and set about buying something to eat. They all tried to look like they weren't with Kisame, and most of the stall holders hid when they saw Itachi thumping his scaly hide their way.

Their dealings in the market were interrupted when a group of three men on horseback suddenly galloped into the town, stopping to announce something to the people. The four listened carefully to the commotion that was arising. The men, who looked like army officials, were talking about a camp some ways out of town. Apparently it had been attacked. They required more men, backup as soon as possible. The townspeople were crying out indignantly.

"You've already taken our men!"

"The conscription came through here but yesterday!"

"Please, find another town,"

While the locals argued with the soldiers, Kisame turned to his own group.

"That sounds suspicious, do you think one of our guys was there?" he asked, stroking his chin thoughtfully. Suigetsu chewed at his lip with his longest fang.

"We may as well, we didn't come here without reason," the white haired boy replied.

"Elliott, Karin?" Kisame looked to them. The animal pair nodded. It was true, they probably should go and see what had happened. They finished the food they were holding quickly and made to sneak off while the crowd was still busy. Before they left Itachi had the peace of mind to grab a new bowl for Karin. It was the least he could do.