Disclaimer: *Twitch* I hate these…grr…*sigh* I don't own Naruto. Don't rub it in! *pout* My plans did work. *glares at blue print crumpled on floor*
Kuroi's Note: 0.o *stares at computer screen*…102 reviews?!?!102!!!!! I HAVE 102 REVIEWS! *starts crying* I wasn't supposed to get any reviews in the first place!! But…THANKYOU! THANKYOU! THANKYOU!!!
Hello everyone, thanks for the reviews. Oh and dfourthhorseman you were right! That manga Blackcat is good, thanks. I wanted to get Chapter 8 and 9 in before I leave *shrugs* the things I do for people *grumble*. I don't plan on making this a long author's note like the others *sweat drops* they took up half a page. Oh and I have another excuse to my…delaying…okay…so maybe I don't, does laziness count? *notices glares* I guess it doesn't really.
Oh yeah, I really recommend reading the story; "The Legend of The Shinobi" by X2DarkLord. He's a great writer and is one of my beta readers for 'Twisted Sight'. Oh and if I ever mention Chakra being used for other things than fighting, the idea belongs to Kaiyuga.
Anyways on with the chapter…?
Kit: Sesshoumaru? What are you doing here? *blank look*
Fluffy: I Lord Sesshoumaru, does not answer to lowly humans.
Kit: *sweat drops* Umm…ok .*Turns back to audience, smiling* Sorry about that everyone…*looks out window, mob of fan girls with "We love you Sesshy" signs outside*
Fan girl #1: What is she doing there?! She's stealing Sesshoumaru!
Fan girl#2: Yea! You b*tch! Give him back!
Kit: *opens window* Oi! Get off of my lawn! *dodges flying sign* I'm not stealing him! He came here! *hears a chorus of "Liar" and other fair more unpleasant stuff* I don't even write Inu Yasha stories! *Tosses tomato out and hears squeals* Sorry about that . I really do-
Naruto: Wow! You are the hottest girl I have ever seen!
*Author turns around, look of horror on her face*
Naruto: Hi! Nice to meet you! I'm Uzumaki Naruto! And I'm going to be the next Hokage! *makes a stance, winking up at Sesshoumaru* So will you go out with me? *sweat drop appears behind author and Sasuke's heads *
Sasuke: Naruto…I don't think that that's a girl *eyeing the claws…now dripping green acid onto floor*
Kit: No! Not my floor! Mom's going to kill me! *points an accusing finger at all three* You get out! *points at Fluffy*
Fluffy: I Lord Sesshoumaru, does not-
Kit: I don't care how lowly I am! Out! Out! And you! *points to Naruto, who is looking at the …fluffy white thing around Sesshy's neck* Stop looking at the giant scarf! And why are you dressed like that?! Your supposed to be a bad ass! Not a huge pumpkin!
Naruto: *pout* But I like orange! What's wrong with orange? I'll wear whatever I want!
*Take notice of the veins popping out of the author's head.*
Kit: This is my story!
Naruto: Yea! But you don't own me! *pulls eye-lid down and sticks tongue out*
Fluffy: This Sesshoumaru does not have to listen to this lowly human. *crosses arms and looks away*
Kit: That's it! Both of you shut up and you! *points to Sasuke*
Sasuke: …
Kit: umm….*shuffles feet and looks unsure* You can just stay there.
Naruto: NANI?!
Sasuke: *smirks knowingly at a dumbfounded Naruto and leans against wall* Dobe.
Naruto: You bastard! I'm going to kill yo- *choke* *Author holds Naruto by the neck of his…bright…orange jacket*
Kit: That's it! ALL OF YOU! GET OUT! AND LET ME FINISH! *pulls a broom and starts hitting them* OUT! OUT! OUT! *closet door opens conveniently. Author pushes the three bishy in closet and locks door. Dusting hands off, author smiles at her...err handiwork* Much better. Now with no further interruptions please enjoy chapter 7 of my story "Twisted Sight".
Naruto: Sasuke! You ice bitch! Get your foot away from my face!
Sasuke: It's not me! Dobe! What the hell do you mean by Ice Bitch?!
Fluffy: I Lord Sessho-
Naruto and Sasuke: Shut up! We've heard it already!
Kit: grr…..* picks broom up again and stomps over to closet door*
Twisted Sight
Chapter 7:
Kuroi' s Notes: Oops…*laughs nervously* knew I was forgetting something. I'm introducing a new character, she's apart of Naruto's past and plays a bigger role later on. (Actually I have another story I wrote called "Sun Dancer" that is dedicated completely to her *shrugs* I'll only put it on if people want me to, if not then meh.
Introduction of New Character: (and only original in twisted sight)
Name: Yumazike Haruke
Gender/sex: Female
Age: 18
Hair colour: Light brown/ dark blonde
Eye Colour: dark blue
Birth Date: Unknown
Birth Place: Unknown
Status: Jounin/ Missing-nin
Rank: Anbu under Naruto's command
Allegiance to: Uzumaki Naruto/ Kyuubi no youko
Piercings: three set of holes on each ear
Scars: Right leg: noticeable limp, tissue of muscles scarred beyond repair.
Cause: Unknown
Left shoulder blade: Five vertical slash marks, deep, shaped like a claw
Cause: Unknown
Kuroi's note: Ok that's it…I think…err…maybe? What ever and now just the normal stuff.
"Blah"-Talking
'Blah'-Thinking
Blah- Flashback
'Blah'- Talking in Flashback
/Blah\- Inner self speaking, like Inner Sakura
* * * * * * -New Scene
(Blah)- Kyuubi speaking to Naruto
*Blah*- Naruto speaking to kyuubi.
#Blah#- Means a action like some type of sound for example #Crack!#
Twisted Sight
Chapter 7: Sunless Sky
The cup in his hands shook as he brought it to his lips sluggishly. He didn't notice any of the looks people were giving him or the strangers that seemed to glide quietly by, always reaching for something just out of sight. They all knew this silent young man by the way he dressed. The dark forest green vest and dark pants signaled a jounin of high rank.
He scowled, staring down at the cup of green tea in his hands. Everything was turning upside down. He dragged a partly gloved hand across his face. Everything was wrong! He shouldn't have two men dead and one missing on his hands! He was the one who had assigned the mission to them…just a simple task of bringing a scroll back to Konoha that had been stolen. They weren't supposed to die on such a simple mission for that small team; one jounin and two chuunin! The young man sighed, closing his sleep deprived eyes, and breathed deeply. He had to keep his head clear to think of a solution or? Maybe a way to tell the families of their losses. Everything was wrong.
#Crack!# The small café's customers broke into murmurs of shock and surprise, taking glances towards the dark haired shinobi.
He stared rather numbly at the broken teacup in his right hand. It was fascinating really…the blood painting the china was a pale red, slowly spreading out once the hot tea mixed making a heterozygous formula. The cuts themselves weren't large , but definitely deep. The pounding of his heart pushing more of the dark crimson fluid out of the slits… Was this what a person cutting their wrists felt like? The images of a burning red eye flashed in his mind.
"Sir?" His eyes moved up the slim body of the woman in front of him, before finally meeting hers. She shuffled her feet nervously, looking wary and slightly cautious. "Excuse me Sir? But do you need assistance?" She chewed her bottom lip lightly. It wasn't uncommon to see a shinobi look…so dead. In all her experiences with just dealing with these people, she had never seen a shadow man of high rank with that look. "You're bleeding." She motioned to his hand, her voice growing soft and calm like a mother speaking soothing words to a child who scrapped their knees.
'What am I doing?!' The glazed look broke and was replaced with awareness and horror. He looked around for something to wrap his hand in.
"Will this do?" His dark eyes snapped back to the young waitress, a roll of white surgical bandages in her hands.
'When did she get those?'
"Thank you." He quickly snatched the off-white cloth and started to unravel it. He opened his hand rather slowly and started the grueling process of pulling long shards of china out of the wounds, ignoring the quiet waitress standing off to his left. He swore under his breath when a stubborn piece decided to take a healthy chunk of flesh with it. Checking the still bleeding injuries and continuing to wrap his hand, he knew it was best to head home and have the wound properly treated. An infection was not something he felt like dealing with in his life at that moment. Looking around him, he noticed the stares flickering in his direction.
'I have to get out of here.'
The young waitress blinked her doe brown eyes a few times. In place of where her pony tailed customer had been was a small pile of money. It was enough to pay for a cup of tea and damages.
"He forgot his change…"
Shikamaru stared at the ground while walking home, a scowl on his face. How could he have been so careless with details? In everything! Naruto…
"Naruto, always so troublesome. What happened to you?"
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On the other side of Konoha Village, a certain blonde haired shinobi sneezed.
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"No, no, bad, bad thing." He whimpered softly, his frail body shuddering like a fragile leaf against a hellish wind. "I can't see! Too dark! I can't see!" He clawed at his face with his one good arm, screeching when an Anbu held his arm down. He relented. What was the point of clawing himself? He had no eyes to claw at. Some of the younger ninja refused to look at the once proud man for fear of staring into the hollow sockets. Would this happen to them? Would they lose their minds and sanity?
"Enough." The Anbu bowed his masked head and back away. " Ushii?" The broken man stopped moving and stared in the Hokage's direction. Many looked on with hope. Maybe he was still there…lost in his mind. Only three figures stayed unchanged.
Hatake Kakashi sighed, as he sadly watched as the once shy, but happy chuunin quickly move to cower away from where he thought the Hokage's voice to have come from, screaming out in invisible pain.
Out of the corner of his eye, the faint twinkle of a single red watched him through blonde bangs. When the Hokage had called him to her office…he had known, Naruto would be there. Bad luck always seemed to be the blonde boy's best friend, even as a baby…especially as a baby. Having the Kyuubi no Youko sealed inside, the pain must have been unimaginable with just that, but to then have the whole village hating him for reasons he did not know of would be intolerable.
/And now you might have to kill him\
'No, I won't have to kill Naruto.'
/Foolish hopes, foolish dreams. Remember the last time you said those words?\ The voice spoke softly hissing, flittering on the edge of copy ninja's mind. /Now look where your best friend is.\
'Quiet!' He looked towards his old student. 'Naruto is stronger than that!'
/Buried 10 feet underground. Will he be the same, or has he already changed?\
A flash of light on metal flickered in the corner of Kakashi's eye.
'What?!' His visible eye widened. 'I can't move!' A small gasp of disbelief flittered across the small gathering.
The shinobi rocking on the ground stopped, he tried to blink hollow eye-lids, most likely from shock, and had no success. A gurgle was the last noise he made before a shuddering exhale took his last sliver of life.
It felt like lukewarm water was washing from his head down at a sluggish pace, leaving a slight tingle in its path. He flexed his fingers watching as each digit moved smoothly. Kakashi narrowed his eyes and looked towards the dead shinobi. A small stream of blood shinning in the sun lit room fell from the corner of his mouth and dripped off of his bruised chin.
'But…'
It was how he was killed that surprised the men and women in the room. A kunai, small and graceful in design, was buried to the hilt in the poor man's neck. The blade not only had crushed his windpipe, but broke the spinal cord as well, a feat which normally would have been considered impossible at such close range, if you weredealing with a Kitsune and his strange followers.
The Honorable Fifth Hokage stood from where she had been seated.
"What's going on here?!" She turned to the most likely suspect, glaring angrily. "That man was our hope in finding out what happened to the others!" She hit the table with a open fist and scowled at Naruto.
"They are dead." A female's voice spoke out quietly. A slender person stood silently by Naruto's side, having gone unnoticed. She was a perfect person for spying and blending in with crowds. Naruto stood beside her, leaning against the painted walls, head bent so thick bangs would hide his mismatched eyes and a knowing smile on his lips. "It's always the same, two dead, one gone." She turned her cloaked head to the limp body. It wouldn't be for another 6 hours before the shinobi's body would stiffen. "What one can't see, one can't tell. They are coming closer."
She spun around on her heel towards the doorway and took a step forward…or would have, if it weren't for the sharp edged metal pressing against her neck.
"Kakashi!" A thin line of blood collected at the edge of the kunai before dripping down past her neck line. "Kakashi! Stand down!" Tsunade bellowed out angrily.
"Who are you?" The copy ninja's anger was barely contained.
"Kakashi." Everything seemed to stop, as if time was frozen itself.
'How did he move so fast?!' Kakashi stared back into anger darkened eyes. In the blonde's hand was the very kunai that the silver haired man had held just seconds ago.
"No one," A wave of blue and red chakra built up slowly. "Threatens my men," The blonde lifted one hand, pushing the chakra out and hitting Kakashi in the centre of his chest knocking him into the wall. "and gets away with it." Naruto scowled darkly at his old sensei before turning his furious gaze to the woman who came with him. "We leave now."
A small puff of smoke was the only indication that Naruto and his disobedient soldier ever stood in that room.
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Rose pink flashed in the green scenery- it had taken quite some effort to make the Anbu on guard to let her outside of the city gates. Sakura sighed, pulling her waist length hair into a ponytail.
'Even harder to get past that man.' She shuddered remembering standing in front of the silent cloaked man not minutes ago and losing all of her nerve. The only noise she was able to get out was a squeak.
/Let's go back there and give him a piece of our mind!\ Inner Sakura glared darkly, making a fist and slamming it in the opposite hand. But she had needed to get out. She felt like the walls she called home were suffocating her. Everywhere she went, hateful words were directed at the blonde ninja who at one point, had been her teammate. But there was another reason for wanting to leave…
'It still hurts.'
He always seemed so honest, so kind. After Naruto left, team 7 just fell apart…non of them thought that the loud shinobi was the 'glue' that held them together. No one from her original team was really there to comfort her- Kakashi-sensei was a huge no, Sasuke was…well Sasuke, but when Lee just seemed to come out of nowhere, and wanted to help…Everything seemed to become bright again. The first time she ever noticed him, she was…uncomfortable with his eyebrows-especially his eyebrows, but now it was different.
A happy burst of giggles shattered the silent surroundings, like a burden being taken off of one's shoulders, however…
Happiness never does last long, the times full of it are few and far between, especially if the person in question lives their life as a shinobi.
The small chill of being watched tickled the edge of her senses. She may have wished for silence to comfort her, but this feeling was far from pleasant. A warm breath hit her bare neck, feeling colder than it really was.
"Tell the Kisssttuunnee we are coominnngg." Stabbing pain burned her stomach, flaring up her insides like hot coals. "A gifft ffrom usss."
A pain filled scream erupted from the heart of the forest scaring night birds out of their roosts.
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'I told you!'
He moved gracefully jabbing his fist forward, using the momentum to do a round-house kick, then stabbing forward with the other hand in a similar fashion to the Hyuuga's gentle fist.
'You disobeyed me directly!' The demon circled a single lithe figure, its nine tails lashing from side to side.' My 'orders'!' It snarled with just suppressed rage. 'Now they will be watching us! You killed a down shinobi right in front of the man's village leader!'
'What is the point of keeping a man alive if he will live a life of pain?'
'And was it not you, who brought that man back to Konoha?'
She shifted nervously.
'I thought…' The Kitsune narrowed its eyes.
'You thought what? That killing him in front of his comrades would be helpful?!'
'What was I supposed to do? They would have kept him alive.' She looked up angrily.
'That's not the point! The unwritten laws of a ninja are powerful here!'
'I am not a ninja.'
The young woman held her head high-were it anyone else in her position, no doubt they would be quaking in their boots. The creature stopped pacing and stood in front of her.
A sleek faced animal stared back at her, it's head reaching past her neck. Fire reds and oranges lit the beast's coat aflame with colour flickering with shades of golden yellow. The nine thick tails stood in a ring behind it.
She remembered one point when this kitsune would lie quietly in fields of summer grass and let children surround it. Placing crowns of wild flowers on the large fox's head…Even back then she was scared of touching the silky being, as if it was a sin to touch something only a innocent child should, and settled for watching it act be as gentle as a lamb...The exact opposite of what was before her.
'If you consider yourself loyal to me.' Two voices spoke as one, both low- one raspy and one smooth. 'Then you are a ninja.' The Kitsune turned around and sat down, laying it's tails limp on the ground.
'What is happening to you? The man I once knew, the one who would protect us!' Air forced its way out of her lungs. Large paws pushed down on her shoulders almost painfully then...it stopped.
'Foolish child.' She cracked one eye open, seeing the demon sitting beside her and making eye contact with the kitsune, its one eye as red as hell and the other...once sky blue, now swirled with a light purple-blue. 'I would never let anyone harm you or the others.' It stood again, bowing its grand head before turning, while the missing-nin turned her head away.' But.' She looked up watching the cherry blossoms dance in the clearing. Instead of a fiery fox, a teenager of later age stood in its place. His golden blonde hair ruffled in the playful wind. 'I am no man, just a demon.'
(You called her a child?) Naruto lunged for a invisible enemy, jabbing forward.
*She knows nothing about being a shinobi of honor.*
(And you do?) Much to the blonde's frustration, amusement was the key emotion in his other part's voice. (From what I can see, Kit, is that both of you think in similar ways.) Naruto made a noise similar to a snort interrupting the Kyuubi's speech. (You are both foolish children in my eyes.)
A spinning ball of chakra was quickly produced in the missing-nin's right hand.
*I am no child!* Naruto yelled out angrily, throwing the Rasengan at the nearest trees. When the dust finally cleared away, a long trench stretched out, leaving jagged strips of clawed earth on either side. *My childhood was ripped away from me when I was born!*
(And you blame me for that pain?) The Kyuubi could feel his host pushing forward again, just like every other time. (Remember to feed off of that hatred, use it to your advantage, Kit.) Visible waves of blue and red chakra encircled the blonde, the two sets of triplet scars that marred his cheeks becoming more pronounced. (Good, that's enough Kit.) Chakra spun faster, coming from the surrounding area, being absorbed from every tree, animal, and plant. (I said enough!) Naruto fell forward from the sudden loss of energy panting hard, beads of sweat dripping down his face. (Now who is being the foolish child!) The blonde scowled darkly, turning his blurred gaze to the ground. (Unlike you! I don't wish to die just yet! We still have work to do.) Silence fell between the two. Twelve years of hating one another still had its affect on them both. (But...Maybe after, we can both leave at least in peace.)
A burden much too large for one so young of age seemed to lift.
*Thank you...Kyuubi.*
The sound of running feet pounded in Naruto's head and he turned to the sound watching as a pink blur stumbled into the clearing. He watched as the young woman seemed to look past him, towards the rising walls of Konohagakure, until she tripped over something she could only see. It didn't take Naruto long to make it to her side and act as a cushion to stop her fall.
Jade green eyes fluttered open looking up at him with pain and confusion.
"N-naruto?"
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Haruno Sakura , a chuunin of Konohagakure village, the village hidden amongst the leaves, was running…
Her lungs burned with a fire she had never felt before and she clutching her stomach where blood was seeped past, uncaring of her fingers desperately trying to slow its passage.
'I'll make you respect me!'
'The demon.' The words were hissed out with suppressed venom.
'Monster!'
'Killer!'
'Oh it's him, he didn't pass again. We don't need people like him as shinobis. Especially ones with the-'
'Hush! We aren't aloud to speak of that!'
A sob managed to break out of the shinobi's dry throat.
'You were so hated .'
'No! I won't go out with you!' She turned her back on the breaking blonde.
She broke through the underbrush, the proud walls of Konoha towering above the trees like the fortress it was.
'Leave me alone! I don't like you! I never will!' The pink haired shinobi never noticed the lone root sticking out of the ground at an odd angle…but then again most wouldn't in the first place. A cry choked from her lips just as her body heaved. She closed her eyes waiting for the impact, knowing she wouldn't get up again.
'I never got to say I'm sorry,' …A warm body cushioned her fall instead.
"Sakura?" She clutched the dark fabric in her small fist and looked up at the face of her rescuer. Burning red and sky blue, one a of sinful anger, and the other holding the innocence of a child's wonder stared back.
"N…Naruto?" The face of a teenager, one that had been through and seen too much in his short life slowly faded from her sight and turned to black.
'I never got to say sorry…'
"Sakura?" No answer…
"Sakura?!" He shook her limp body gently, not noticing the blood soaking the front of his cloak, morphing the once beautiful dark blue to a gruesome colour of unknown origins.
"Sakura!" The missing-nin watched with growing horror as a trail of blood rolled down from the corner of her mouth and dripped past her chin.
"Sakura!!"
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CLIFF HANGER!!!!!!
Kuroi's notes: *grins* sorry I had to do that once *snickers* …I was going to write more for this end of the chapter author note, but I forgot *sweat drops* Do people actually think this fic is dark? *looks over writing* It's not THAT dark, I'm in a good mood when I'm writing this…sometimes even laughing or giggling about the blood…my dark stuff even scares me! Which is just pain-I mean Plain! Sad. If anyone has question or just want to talk, holler, or scream at me, email me at Rae_Rae1313 (Yaaaaa no underlining!!) @Hotmail.com. And thank you everyone who's reviewed! (or just read my little ficcy ^-^ {Sorry Akki it was just way to cute to not use})