NOTES: Being that I take martial arts I wanted so badly to go into great
detail but feeling most people either don't know the names of the moves or
would be too confused if I tried to describe them, I stayed pretty basic
with the fight scene.
Also, people have been asking "Why Snail and Door?". Well, the Snail part was made up a few years ago when my friends and I made up a "culture" called Squeemish that we called "Language of the Snail" for reasons too long to explain here. "Batanese" was actually inspired by a fan subbed Naruto manga in which the sound effect "Batan" was placed next to a door slamming shut. Naturally I was amused and made Batanese "Language of the Door"... Don't ask. We are odd.
One last thing, someone mentioned why on earth Kakashi would let these air- headed girls take over his group, well, despite the fact they are a little odd and freaky they have overcome many things in their lives that have made them strong individuals, they just feel the need to have a little fun from time to time ^-~ their personalities are based off the characters they were created from. Anyway, enough chatter. Onto the new chapter!
Chapter 4: Aruko Goes Down
They gave each other one final glance as if they would never see each other again before turning to the two Yukios, all four of them in a fighting stance. After that they were on their own for they would have no time to worry about the others' safety until their own opponent was dead.
First came the start-down. Each glared into their enemy's eyes and tried to read them, tried to peer into their brain and predict when they would move and what move they would make. Their muscles tightened, their bodies motionless, and all that existed was their opponent's eyes and the abnormally loud beating of their own hearts. In an instant it was decided. Aruko and Yamiko smiled, Yukio was ready to make his move.
As the two Yukios punched out simultaneously Aruko and Yamiko darted opposite ways feeling if they were too close they might distract one another. In a situation like this a moment's distraction could cost them their lives.
Landing easily to the right Aruko planted her feet and prepared for close combat. A second punch caused her to dodge quickly left and without time to think she kicked backward to avoid and incoming kick. She was trying to figure out his attack pattern before countering but with her energy in short supply from the long journey she decided against it and hope for the best.
The next kick she took with full force though this was not in vain. Although it had knocked her slightly off balance she managed to grab hold of his right leg with her left arm. Using a special take down she learned Yukio came crashing to his side.
Aruko swiftly pulled out five shurikens from the holder on her leg and threw them as his chest with all her might. When she heard a loud thud she cursed to herself. They had hit wood.
"Kawarimi no jutsu!" she hissed, and spun around to find him.
She hadn't completely turned around when his arm came around her neck obviously trying to crush it with his powerful chock-hold. She back kicked for the first place that came to mind (the groin) and sprung forward for air.
"You're not bad, kid," he scowled.
"Thanks," she chocked breathlessly back at him, "You too."
"So..." he reached into a bag on his side, "What do you say we make things interesting?" he pulled out two long sais from the bag and tossed one to his free hand, holding them in a way that intimidated Aruko, telling her he had gone through quite a lot of training with them. She pulled out two kunais in response.
"Sounds like fun,"
Yamiko was having some trouble of her own. Always on the defense, the Yukio she was fighting was doing all he could to make sure he was hit making it obvious he was the shadow clone. The frustrated Yamiko could deliver no decent kicks or punches to her opponent as long as he was on the defense, though on the other hand, neither could he.
All kicks and punches left to waste on the air or to various blocks, this battle was becoming rather equal until the sudden appearance of a kunai and a swipe at Yamiko's head placed the fight on pause. She leapt backwards as did he and they froze in place. They were back to staring again. Yukio grinned.
"Don't worry about your forehead protector, you won't be needing it by the time I'm done with you." He said slyly. Yamiko looked puzzled.
"What do you..." but before she could finish her question the strap of her Hidden Door forehead protector cut in two and it all went crashing heavily into the dirt. Now Yamiko was pissed.
"I've had that since I was seven years old! Oh, you're going to die!" Yamiko grabbed a kunai from her holder and twirled it skillfully in her hand.
Their kunais clashed one after another before Yamiko formulated a plan. She had learned this move from her teacher Kimaru that would work on an attacker wielding only one kunai. Now seemed like the perfect time to put it to the test.
His arm shot out to stab her as if in slow motion and Yamiko couldn't help but be reminded of her days of training with her team and teacher. She longed to be home. With as much force as she could muster, she slammed the palms over her and into his hand in such a way that it pried his hand open, the kunai shooting from his grasp and to the side. Before he could realize what had happened Yamiko had jammed her own kunai into his chest. In a puff of smoke he was gone.
Yamiko dropped to her knees and panted, excited she had won but too winded to celebrate at that time. As she looked down to find her forehead protector she realized she was pretty scratched up, including a large cut across her forehead which was bleeding down her face. Nothing too serious, she thought to herself, slipping the precious item into her pocket and looked around for her partner.
The gentle 'shing' noise the clash of metal made sounded through the forest as Aruko and the real Yukio battled on. At the rate they were going Aruko predicted they would both give out soon. They both had small numerous cuts on their arms, legs, and faces though small cuts could be just as harmful as large ones if enough were made. She concluded one of them better end it now while they still could, and she would rather do so herself.
She back leg hook kicked Yukio forcing him to turn his back to her. Instantly changing her grip on the kunai in her fist so that the blade was pointing down, she stabbed into the exposed back of her enemy. The blade plunged into his flesh and blood sprayed forth.
Aruko smiled as she panted and waited as Yukio's head rose weakly to face her. Her smile faded to a puzzled glance when she saw he was smiling.
She winced as a sharp pain shot into her side. It was obvious to her now. He had a shadow clone hiding in the forest the whole time, from the very start, waiting for one of them to show an opening. His shadow clone vanished, his services no longer needed.
Aruko kicked his chest and forced the long metal blade of the sai out of her side, the blood flowing freely now. She staggered backward, clutching her injury.
"Are you kidding me?" she panted, "I've had worse than this!"
"Actually, I bet not. You failed to realize that each blade of my sais are drenched in poison," Aruko's eyes widened, "And with the amount of cuts you have you probably won't make it another twenty-four hours."
She removed her blood drenched hand from her side. The entire left side of her Jounin uniform was stained red and her skin was growing pale.
"Aruko, look out! YAMIKO TO THE RESCUE!" shouted Yamiko, hand glowing with chakra as she ran at Yukio. With great strain Aruko leapt to the side as Yamiko grew closer. Yukio didn't even dodge. He had done his part to aid Itachi by taking one out of the picture. He could do no more in his present state.
"HEAD EXPLOSION NO JUTSU!"
Yamiko landed clumsily to the dirt, the remains of her enemy strewn around her. Wobbling slightly to get her balance after using the very draining jutsu she looked around for Aruko. Aruko was not far away, her back to Yamiko and she was panting heavily.
Yamiko walked to Aruko, feeling much better and more energized now that the enemy was no longer around, though they still had to find Naruto and the others before Itachi did. As Yamiko got closer she noticed the blood stains of Aruko's uniform and the even more pale color of her skin.
"Aruko, what the hell? Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine..." she said quickly, not bothering to face her friend.
Yamiko walked in front of her and squatted down to Aruko's level. Her eyes widened when she noticed the wound.
"You moron," she sighed, "Tell me when you're hurt, why don't you!" she tried to move Aruko's hand away from her side, "Lemme see, lemme see,"
"Are you sure I can trust you?" she smirked.
"Oh please, I'm an anbu. I've had every form of training under the sun. I'll fix you up!" she turned Aruko around and examined her back, "Now, there is suppose to be some sort of pressure point that only anbus are taught. It's supposed to stop bleeding... Let's see.... Here?" she poked her back curiously.
Aruko winced slightly at the pressure point, eyes widened in slight shock, and then leaned forward and coughed up blood.
"For heaven's sake, Yami!" she gasped, blood still dripping out.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I got it this time!" she poked a second place and indeed, the blood had stopped, "See? Piece of cake!" she said cheerfully, standing up. Aruko lifted her head and looked at Yamiko. She frowned as she looked at her hurt partner. She looked a lot worse off than the simple wound let on. She looked sick, tired, and unusually pale... Yet... She was smiling slightly.
"Go..." said Aruko. Yamiko was caught off guard by the word.
"What?"
"Go. I'll only slow you down now. You have to find the others."
"I'm not going to just leave you here, are you nuts?"
"Yes, but that has nothing to do with this. I'll catch up to you in a few hours. I promise." Aruko lied. She had no intention of making it to the village in time. She was far too tired now, "Just find the others and get them to the village safely. Once you get there you're home free and I'll be there by morning."
Yamiko hesitated. She knew she had to find the others and time was limited. She also knew that Aruko couldn't travel quickly in her current condition but she had never left Aruko behind and she didn't want to start now. Sighing heavily she turned to leave.
"Yami..." Aruko called wearily. She turned around sadly.
"Don't say I never let you be the hero." She smirked. Yamiko smiled back at her friend and scurried off into the forest.
Aruko leaned back against a tree lazily.
"Great, now for several hours of boredom... I should have brought a deck of cards..."
Also, people have been asking "Why Snail and Door?". Well, the Snail part was made up a few years ago when my friends and I made up a "culture" called Squeemish that we called "Language of the Snail" for reasons too long to explain here. "Batanese" was actually inspired by a fan subbed Naruto manga in which the sound effect "Batan" was placed next to a door slamming shut. Naturally I was amused and made Batanese "Language of the Door"... Don't ask. We are odd.
One last thing, someone mentioned why on earth Kakashi would let these air- headed girls take over his group, well, despite the fact they are a little odd and freaky they have overcome many things in their lives that have made them strong individuals, they just feel the need to have a little fun from time to time ^-~ their personalities are based off the characters they were created from. Anyway, enough chatter. Onto the new chapter!
Chapter 4: Aruko Goes Down
They gave each other one final glance as if they would never see each other again before turning to the two Yukios, all four of them in a fighting stance. After that they were on their own for they would have no time to worry about the others' safety until their own opponent was dead.
First came the start-down. Each glared into their enemy's eyes and tried to read them, tried to peer into their brain and predict when they would move and what move they would make. Their muscles tightened, their bodies motionless, and all that existed was their opponent's eyes and the abnormally loud beating of their own hearts. In an instant it was decided. Aruko and Yamiko smiled, Yukio was ready to make his move.
As the two Yukios punched out simultaneously Aruko and Yamiko darted opposite ways feeling if they were too close they might distract one another. In a situation like this a moment's distraction could cost them their lives.
Landing easily to the right Aruko planted her feet and prepared for close combat. A second punch caused her to dodge quickly left and without time to think she kicked backward to avoid and incoming kick. She was trying to figure out his attack pattern before countering but with her energy in short supply from the long journey she decided against it and hope for the best.
The next kick she took with full force though this was not in vain. Although it had knocked her slightly off balance she managed to grab hold of his right leg with her left arm. Using a special take down she learned Yukio came crashing to his side.
Aruko swiftly pulled out five shurikens from the holder on her leg and threw them as his chest with all her might. When she heard a loud thud she cursed to herself. They had hit wood.
"Kawarimi no jutsu!" she hissed, and spun around to find him.
She hadn't completely turned around when his arm came around her neck obviously trying to crush it with his powerful chock-hold. She back kicked for the first place that came to mind (the groin) and sprung forward for air.
"You're not bad, kid," he scowled.
"Thanks," she chocked breathlessly back at him, "You too."
"So..." he reached into a bag on his side, "What do you say we make things interesting?" he pulled out two long sais from the bag and tossed one to his free hand, holding them in a way that intimidated Aruko, telling her he had gone through quite a lot of training with them. She pulled out two kunais in response.
"Sounds like fun,"
Yamiko was having some trouble of her own. Always on the defense, the Yukio she was fighting was doing all he could to make sure he was hit making it obvious he was the shadow clone. The frustrated Yamiko could deliver no decent kicks or punches to her opponent as long as he was on the defense, though on the other hand, neither could he.
All kicks and punches left to waste on the air or to various blocks, this battle was becoming rather equal until the sudden appearance of a kunai and a swipe at Yamiko's head placed the fight on pause. She leapt backwards as did he and they froze in place. They were back to staring again. Yukio grinned.
"Don't worry about your forehead protector, you won't be needing it by the time I'm done with you." He said slyly. Yamiko looked puzzled.
"What do you..." but before she could finish her question the strap of her Hidden Door forehead protector cut in two and it all went crashing heavily into the dirt. Now Yamiko was pissed.
"I've had that since I was seven years old! Oh, you're going to die!" Yamiko grabbed a kunai from her holder and twirled it skillfully in her hand.
Their kunais clashed one after another before Yamiko formulated a plan. She had learned this move from her teacher Kimaru that would work on an attacker wielding only one kunai. Now seemed like the perfect time to put it to the test.
His arm shot out to stab her as if in slow motion and Yamiko couldn't help but be reminded of her days of training with her team and teacher. She longed to be home. With as much force as she could muster, she slammed the palms over her and into his hand in such a way that it pried his hand open, the kunai shooting from his grasp and to the side. Before he could realize what had happened Yamiko had jammed her own kunai into his chest. In a puff of smoke he was gone.
Yamiko dropped to her knees and panted, excited she had won but too winded to celebrate at that time. As she looked down to find her forehead protector she realized she was pretty scratched up, including a large cut across her forehead which was bleeding down her face. Nothing too serious, she thought to herself, slipping the precious item into her pocket and looked around for her partner.
The gentle 'shing' noise the clash of metal made sounded through the forest as Aruko and the real Yukio battled on. At the rate they were going Aruko predicted they would both give out soon. They both had small numerous cuts on their arms, legs, and faces though small cuts could be just as harmful as large ones if enough were made. She concluded one of them better end it now while they still could, and she would rather do so herself.
She back leg hook kicked Yukio forcing him to turn his back to her. Instantly changing her grip on the kunai in her fist so that the blade was pointing down, she stabbed into the exposed back of her enemy. The blade plunged into his flesh and blood sprayed forth.
Aruko smiled as she panted and waited as Yukio's head rose weakly to face her. Her smile faded to a puzzled glance when she saw he was smiling.
She winced as a sharp pain shot into her side. It was obvious to her now. He had a shadow clone hiding in the forest the whole time, from the very start, waiting for one of them to show an opening. His shadow clone vanished, his services no longer needed.
Aruko kicked his chest and forced the long metal blade of the sai out of her side, the blood flowing freely now. She staggered backward, clutching her injury.
"Are you kidding me?" she panted, "I've had worse than this!"
"Actually, I bet not. You failed to realize that each blade of my sais are drenched in poison," Aruko's eyes widened, "And with the amount of cuts you have you probably won't make it another twenty-four hours."
She removed her blood drenched hand from her side. The entire left side of her Jounin uniform was stained red and her skin was growing pale.
"Aruko, look out! YAMIKO TO THE RESCUE!" shouted Yamiko, hand glowing with chakra as she ran at Yukio. With great strain Aruko leapt to the side as Yamiko grew closer. Yukio didn't even dodge. He had done his part to aid Itachi by taking one out of the picture. He could do no more in his present state.
"HEAD EXPLOSION NO JUTSU!"
Yamiko landed clumsily to the dirt, the remains of her enemy strewn around her. Wobbling slightly to get her balance after using the very draining jutsu she looked around for Aruko. Aruko was not far away, her back to Yamiko and she was panting heavily.
Yamiko walked to Aruko, feeling much better and more energized now that the enemy was no longer around, though they still had to find Naruto and the others before Itachi did. As Yamiko got closer she noticed the blood stains of Aruko's uniform and the even more pale color of her skin.
"Aruko, what the hell? Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine..." she said quickly, not bothering to face her friend.
Yamiko walked in front of her and squatted down to Aruko's level. Her eyes widened when she noticed the wound.
"You moron," she sighed, "Tell me when you're hurt, why don't you!" she tried to move Aruko's hand away from her side, "Lemme see, lemme see,"
"Are you sure I can trust you?" she smirked.
"Oh please, I'm an anbu. I've had every form of training under the sun. I'll fix you up!" she turned Aruko around and examined her back, "Now, there is suppose to be some sort of pressure point that only anbus are taught. It's supposed to stop bleeding... Let's see.... Here?" she poked her back curiously.
Aruko winced slightly at the pressure point, eyes widened in slight shock, and then leaned forward and coughed up blood.
"For heaven's sake, Yami!" she gasped, blood still dripping out.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I got it this time!" she poked a second place and indeed, the blood had stopped, "See? Piece of cake!" she said cheerfully, standing up. Aruko lifted her head and looked at Yamiko. She frowned as she looked at her hurt partner. She looked a lot worse off than the simple wound let on. She looked sick, tired, and unusually pale... Yet... She was smiling slightly.
"Go..." said Aruko. Yamiko was caught off guard by the word.
"What?"
"Go. I'll only slow you down now. You have to find the others."
"I'm not going to just leave you here, are you nuts?"
"Yes, but that has nothing to do with this. I'll catch up to you in a few hours. I promise." Aruko lied. She had no intention of making it to the village in time. She was far too tired now, "Just find the others and get them to the village safely. Once you get there you're home free and I'll be there by morning."
Yamiko hesitated. She knew she had to find the others and time was limited. She also knew that Aruko couldn't travel quickly in her current condition but she had never left Aruko behind and she didn't want to start now. Sighing heavily she turned to leave.
"Yami..." Aruko called wearily. She turned around sadly.
"Don't say I never let you be the hero." She smirked. Yamiko smiled back at her friend and scurried off into the forest.
Aruko leaned back against a tree lazily.
"Great, now for several hours of boredom... I should have brought a deck of cards..."