A/N: Hi again everyone! It's mission time for Anko and "that fuck." Anko is going to take out her anger and frustration and be the Anko we all know and love. No more waiting, time for mission action! Let's go. Enjoy!
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Nightfall found Anko and Genma, painted, and traveling the final hour to their intended destination. They had their plan well mapped out so they would have as little human contact as possible. As they traveled that final hour, Anko caught Genma "looking" at her quite a few times. She thought that fuck is still thinking about me in more than a friendly manner! What the fuck Genma! I thought we were cool! But you've been acting like the fuck that Kakashi says you are. So help me GOD if you try anything I swear I'll kill you and make it look like an accident!
Genma could again feel anger coming from Anko. He hoped it was because she was focusing on the task they were about to attempt. He also hoped it wasn't going to be directed at him any time soon.
They arrived almost silently at the facility. It wasn't gigantic; it was basically two long hallways, one on top of the other, with some rooms off either side. They were to enter on the east side, go down the stairs, down the length of the hall and up the stairs on the opposite side. They shouldn't encounter anyone on the bottom floor, but the main floor would have a few people – which they intended to avoid. Their mission was to get in, get the scrolls and get the fuck out. Both shinobi were loaded with weapons of every kind, hidden in different parts of their clothes. They were ready. It was go time.
Anko looked at Genma and with one motion, she pointed to him and "up," and herself and "down." They both nodded silently and were off. Genma took to the trees around the facility jumped over it and began to scout the far side. Anko crept almost noiselessly toward the entrance on the ground.
There seemed to be no signs of life at the facility, but that could well be a deceptive maneuver and they both knew it. Anko saw Genma dart into a shadow next to the door at the east entrance where he jimmied a window large enough to let them gain entrance. After he glanced inside and saw nothing but darkness, he signaled Anko and she went to him. He linked his fingers together to give her something to get a boost up into the window with. She put her boot in his hands and he hefted her up so she could make her way into the building. He watched as her legs disappeared into the window. Then he jumped up, and pulled himself through, dropping silently to the floor.
They backed against the wall and listened. Silence. The only light in the darkness were small lanterns positioned on the walls at a few points in the hallway. It was still very dark. Anko motioned in the darkness for them to go down the stairs that were not far from them. Genma nodded and followed her lead. She crept forward and with her back against the wall, eyes cast forward into the darkness, as Genma's were turned back the way they came. She went down the steps one by one, he followed closely behind.
When they found the floor had become level below them, they were greeted with blackness. They knew the corridor was straight and all they had to do was creep forward quietly until they found the stairs leading up. Again, backs to the wall, one set of eyes forward, one set backward, they made their way down the length of the hall to the next set of stairs, that they could see slightly illuminated at the end of the hall. When they got there, Anko signaled for Genma to be ready – there might be people above. Genma nodded that he was ready, and went to the opposite side of the stairs so they would ascend them together, one shinobi on either side.
Quietly, cautiously, up the stairs they padded on feet quieter than cat paws on carpet. Half way up the stairs they paused. A dim light flickered ahead of them, but it continued to flicker like the light a candle would. Anko signaled for them to continue – Genma nodded.
Almost to the top of the stairs, there was still so much darkness. Only the light of a lantern or candle or two showed them any light at all. Creeping up, they paused again to get their bearings.
Voices - they heard voices.
Anko looked at Genma and motioned for him to stay put. Neither shinobi moved, as the voices they heard seemed to be moving further away from them.
Anko thought one, two, three. Three distinct voices. We've got three inside. And we've got the advantage because they don't know we're here. They'd better hope they don't run into me tonight. As the voices continued to fade, Anko motioned for them to go up. They had to find the room with the door and the scrolls and they had to get out of there pronto.
They reached the top of the stairs and found the short hallway to the right of the stairs immediately. It too was lit sparingly, so they tried their best to stay to the shadows and get to the end of it where the door they were looking for waited for them.
The door was shut, and was locked with an old fashioned pad lock, one that you might see on an old jail cell. Anko said quietly, "Didn't know we'd see one of these here."
Genma said, "I've got it. Cover me." Genma squatted down in front of the door while Anko shielded him. He took the senbon from his mouth and began picking the lock in the dark. The senbon made a scraping, picking noise, almost like a dentists' hook on a tooth. He said quietly, "Almost got it." And with one small noise, the tumbler turned in the lock and it opened with a small metallic squeal.
Both shinobi froze. There was no telling if anyone had heard the lock open and Anko and Genma didn't want to stick around to find out. Genma removed the lock as quietly as he could, and opened the door to the room. They scanned the room quickly for people or chakra, – there was none of either, but there were no windows to escape from either. If they had been heard, they were going to have to run, and more likely fight their way out. Genma closed the door behind them and found the seam in the wall where the removable panel was. He used his senbon to pry it from the wall, and used a small pen light to see inside. He reached in and said, "There are only two scrolls! Get the bag!" Anko shoved the bag at him and he stuffed the two scrolls inside.
She said, "Are you sure there's only two?"
"See for yourself!"
She looked inside and there was nothing else there. "Then two's all we get. Let's move out!"
They had no time to waste. Genma replaced the panel carefully and quietly. Then he opened the door and stepped outside, Anko right behind him. He reached back and pulled the door closed, and as he was replacing the lock, Anko grabbed him around the neck and pulled him to the floor. He smacked his cheek hard on the cold stone floor. He stifled a groan, knowing that anyone could possibly hear him, and felt Anko's hand on his mouth. He wanted to ask, what the fuck was that for? What the hell? But he didn't get a chance to think another thought as multiple shuriken pounded into the door just above his head.
Anko rolled to the side in the darkness, taking Genma with her, throwing a handful of kunai with her other hand. From the sound she heard, she hit someone, but she couldn't tell how many more were there. She practically threw Genma sideways after they rolled, to get some distance between the two of them. Not only because she didn't want him too close to her anyway, but two targets were harder to hit than one.
Genma squatted with his back against a wall and ripped through some hand seals. He took out a fist full of senbon and launched them. He added a few more hand seals and the senbon multiplied in mid air exponentially. Both he and Anko could hear the audible sounds of the senbon repeatedly hitting fleshy objects, and muffled grunts as many more met with their intended soft targets.
They had to get to the stairs, but the well camouflaged enemy had the hallway blocked. There was really nowhere else to go. Anko whispered, "Cover me." And Genma again began his hand seals to send another volley of "senbon rain" down upon their enemy.
As Genma covered her, Anko frantically felt the walls. She was looking for something, anything she could use. Toward the side of the door, she found it. Quickly, she ripped the top off, stuck an exploding tag to the outside of it, and threw it at the wall, close to where she heard their attackers. The instant the oil lantern hit the wall; the tag exploded and blew the lantern to bits, igniting the oil, which exploded brilliantly in the small hallway illuminating the two enemies that were before them. The flying glass beat them like shrapnel, and both Anko and Genma were pelted, some of the pieces afire. They danced and put out the small smoldering bits of their clothes, as they watched their enemies' retreat, senbon riddled, and somewhat on fire. One fell a few yards from the still partially burning wall. The other managed to make it out into the outer hallway before he collapsed.
Anko grabbed Genma by the vest and said, "MOVE! NOW!" He stood and both burst past the burning wall and down the stairs they'd come up from. There was no use trying to quiet their footsteps now. There was no need to try and hide the fact that they were there. Anko had heard three distinct voices, and they'd encountered the owners of two of them. The third was somewhere close, and she knew it. Bring it on asshole. Come out and play with Anko.
When they reached the stairs that led up and out, Genma halted Anko and motioned for her to get against the wall. He created a shadow clone of himself and sent it up the stairs first. Nothing happened. They both then followed the shadow clone to the door that led out. They opened it, both "real" shinobi standing on either side of the open door, away from the opening, while sending the clone out first.
Genma's clone crept out in an attack position. They watched from the shadows as it moved further from the door. "THERE YOU ARE YOU FUCK!" someone yelled and threw various shuriken at Genma's clone. As the enemy called Genma "you fuck" Anko thought does this guy KNOW Genma or something? FOCUS Anko. Someone's waiting outside for you. They want you to come out and play with them. She grinned evilly as she got low and waited as Genma's clone dissipated.
The same someone outside said, "Shadow clone. He must still be inside." They both heard footsteps that quickened as they came closer to the door. Anko backed up against the wall in a crouch ready to spring, while Genma stood with his knees slightly bent on the other side of the door. They saw the shadow of their enemy cast by the moonlight almost at the door. Very simply, Genma stuck out his foot in the darkness, and tripped the enemy. As soon as he hit the floor, Anko jumped over him, grabbed him by the legs, and dragged him back outside. Genma followed, but stayed in the shadows. He thought, she's got this one. I'll hang back and let her have her fun. I can't wait to see what she does to that guy.
When Anko stopped dragging the man, she pushed one of his legs straight up toward the sky before he could reorient himself. Then she cocked her fist back and punched the outside of his knee – effectively and instantly dislocating it. The man screamed in pain and grabbed his knee. She said, "LIKE THAT? HUH? WANT SOME MORE?!"
The man groaned, "NO! NO!! PLEASE!!! NO MORE!!!!"
Anko squatted next to his head and grabbed him by the hair. She jerked his head up so she could look right into his eyes and she said, "Tell me where the third scroll is!"
The man squawked, "WHAT SCROLL?"
In an instant, Anko held a kunai to the man's throat and said, "Know what scroll I'm talking about now?" She pushed the edge against his throat and could feel the way the sharpness of the blade began to, almost of its own accord, separate the man's skin.
He began to panic and said, "OK, OK! I KNOW ABOUT THE SCROLLS! WE'RE HERE TO GUARD THEM!"
She said, "Not doing such a good job are ya! For the last time – WHERE'S THE THIRD ONE!"
The man, shaking on the ground from pain and fear said, "The third one – the third one is,"
"DIE!!!!" a roaring scream came out of the trees and a dark figure began to descend upon the man and Anko. But before it could reach her, Genma leapt from the shadows straight across to Anko, and tackled her, forcing her away from the falling darkness that seemed to be alive.
They rolled and separated, Anko standing immediately and already going back toward whatever it was that fell on them, at a dead run. Genma was close behind her.
The wounded enemy was still on the ground writhing in pain, while a darkly shrouded something was close to him. Anko hit the figure in the guts with her shoulder before it could even see her coming, sending it flying. She landed on top of it and saw it was just a man in a dark cloak. She instantly brought the kunai she still held up high with one arm, while she held his head back with her other hand. She brought it down mercilessly, driving the weapon straight into his throat. She pulled it away and repeated the process screaming in her mind FUCKER! DON'T GET IN THE WAY! FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!
She continued to stab him in the throat until Genma pulled her off him. As she rose, her kunai came away with her, trailing a ribbon of blood with it.
Genma stood her up, but she was too blind with blood lust to see where he was leading her. She stared back at her "kill" and stumbled as Genma brought her back to the other man that she'd injured who was still alive and in a great deal of pain.
Genma grabbed her face and said, "Hey. HEY! Focus. Finish questioning him." Her eyes cleared almost as if on command and she dropped to her knees inches from the injured man's face. She said menacingly, "You were saying?" She stared almost maniacally in his face and she could feel the fear coming off him, as adrenalin and pain poured out of his pores.
He said, "It's inside, IT'S INSIDE,"
Anko grabbed him by the shirt and lifted his head off the ground. She growled, "Wanna end up like your friend?" Genma continued to keep watch around to make sure no other "surprises" leapt out at them.
The almost frantic injured man said, "It's, it's, inside! Inside one of the other scrolls! It's inside one of the scrolls! Two – two are rolled together!" Anko reached absently inside her shirt and threw the bag to Genma. He pulled out both scrolls and unrolled the first one – it was a single scroll. Anko said to the man, "I hope you didn't lie to me. I don't like liars. I'll cut your tongue out if you lied." The man's eyes got HUGE and he kept shaking his head 'no' over and over because words by that time had failed him completely.
Genma unrolled the second scroll and when he finished, a smaller one fell from it. He said, "Leave his tongue in. It's here."
Anko got close to the man and said, "Tell Orochimaru, Anko says hello." Then she flipped her kunai over and hit the man in the center of his forehead with the looped end of it – knocking him out cold.
She stood up and saw that Genma had already gotten the scrolls back into the bag. He tossed the bag back to her, and she tucked it back inside her shirt. They nodded to each other and took to the trees. They planned on heading back to camp gathering their things quickly and making a run straight back to Konoha – mission accomplished.
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A/N: God I love a good action-y mission! I hope you liked it too. Makes you wonder why Anko's not on a leash all the time. But then, certain people would like that wouldn't they?
Next up: Anko and Genma head back to Konoha and on a quick break have another one of those uncomfortable close "moments." Kakashi takes a detour on his journey and checks into an inn under an assumed name to work on part 1 of the first leg of his sabbatical. And Genma makes a startling confession! The sister scientists, Harumi and Hanami are back for a guest appearance, and we'll have a cliffy too! So much coming up next. See you soon!
