Uchiha Itachi...
The Mist Seven/Akatsuki Alliance
"Business Transaction"
The purpose of the Mist Seven was to overthrow the Hidden Village of Mist. The result was failure and the separation of the group. In order to one day assemble again; they made an alliance with a group of S-class ninjas forming the Akatsuki Organization. The terms would leave Hoshigaki Kisame of the Mist Seven in the ranks of the Akatsuki Organization, which would promise to help the group to take over the Hidden Mist Village.
"Orochimaru has left," Itachi told Kisame, "we've been ordered to unite with another member."
"Is that so?" Kisame asked. "He has been planning behind the organization's back."
"Correct," Itachi stated. "Orochimaru will want Gaara for his own intentions."
Target Practice
"Homework Assignment"
Itachi had the target in his mind. It hung upon the trunk of a tree and on the other side he was facing. He kept his breathing to inhale when the wind was blowing. Exhaling, he tossed up the kunai with an underhand throw. He inhaled and threw the kunai sidearm into the wind.
The first kunai he threw had landed a bit to the right of the target. The wind had changed its course. Its point stuck in the ground and jarred a bit as the next one ricocheted off the loop of it. With that, the second kunai headed for the target.
Itachi looked at the calculations that he drew in the dirt. Picking up a notebook on top of his backpack, Itachi wrote them down.
"Next question," Itachi pulled out a textbook and ripped out a page to the already devoured book. "Time to smoke."
GO
"Home"
Shikamaru sat alone at a GO table in the shade of the store front roof. Itachi stopped Kisame and walked into the shop tipping his peasant hat that rung a bell to the shop owner.
"Can you explain this game to me, sir?" Itachi asked. Shikamaru merely gave a glace up and down to his Chuunin vest.
"Forget the vest," Shikamaru said, "Asuma is making me wear it."
"Isn't that an honour?" Itachi said. "So, may you explain the game?"
"Well," Shikamaru slouched forward. "No."
Shikamaru balled up when Kisame let his sword wrapped in white cloth to carve into the wall and over Shikamaru's head.
"You mean 'now', don't you?" Kisame asked. "Manners are not wasted on you, huh, shitkicker."
From the back of the room, Shikato came out of the washroom as he was pulling up his pant's zipper.
"Hey!" Shikato shouted. "You better, uh..."
"Let me recommend their not killing your son," Shikamaru said, "but hold out for more. Deadbeat."
"I am not deadbeat," Shikato moaned, "I'm highly reserved."
"There is so much to do today," Shikamaru's mom said and pushed Itachi out of the way, "move it, sideshow. You know those deer don't take care for themselves."
"Yes," Shikato and Shikamaru said. The family walked out of the shop. Kisame had his sword back over his shoulder.
"Maybe it isn't your game." Kisame said.
Basement
"Pipe Dreams"
Itachi came in with a bowl of chips and saw Shinto, and Ayame sitting in his basement.
"When did Shinto arrive?" Itachi asked and took a seat. The ceiling was open with pipes, wires and simple lights, and also high. Across from them was a 30 inch television took up with the Uchiha official ninja video game. They were playing the console with two plain controllers, though Shinto only rolled over the controller a few times to help out. It was an 8-bit beat them up, with the kidnapped girlfriend, goofy rival/sidekick, and innocent girl to partake in the basic action. "And where's Kagome?"
"And what's that smell?" Kagome asked. "I know the answer, but that is an important question."
"What is that smell?" Itachi asked.
"Shinto arrived with a wooden pipe when you left. Kagome and I decided to light it up, and then she remembered that her mother would find out and left in a panic." Ayame said. "Do you want to smoke as well?"
"Shinto, take her home," Itachi instructed. Dropping an arm on her, Shinto and Ayame faded away. Itachi turned off the television and game console before pocking the wooden pipe and the bag next to it. "Now, I can begin."
Evacuation
"Low Light"
His heart was beating. It was beating fast. Clothes lines would disappear with a single cut of the blade. Itachi never had the chance to clean the blood of his family. He was fast, but people have been looking for him before this happened; when he slaughtered his whole family sparing his little brother Sasuke.
Itachi stopped on a rooftop, nothing close was above it. Gekkou Hayate put out his smoke and placed it into his green vest. Even in the low light of the lamp upon the roof door does not hide the dark marks under Hayate's eyes.
Itachi attached his back to the top of the wall. He heard Hayate cough into a hand. Another cough and Itachi landed over the railing waiting behind Hayate's back. Hayate pulled out another smoke and struggled with his pockets to find a lighter. Hayate turned around to freeze Itachi.
"A light?" Hayate asked.
"Amaterasu!" Itachi said causing a black flame to devour Hayate. And then, he continued running.
The Mist Seven/Akatsuki Alliance
"Business Transaction"
The purpose of the Mist Seven was to overthrow the Hidden Village of Mist. The result was failure and the separation of the group. In order to one day assemble again; they made an alliance with a group of S-class ninjas forming the Akatsuki Organization. The terms would leave Hoshigaki Kisame of the Mist Seven in the ranks of the Akatsuki Organization, which would promise to help the group to take over the Hidden Mist Village.
"Orochimaru has left," Itachi told Kisame, "we've been ordered to unite with another member."
"Is that so?" Kisame asked. "He has been planning behind the organization's back."
"Correct," Itachi stated. "Orochimaru will want Gaara for his own intentions."
Target Practice
"Homework Assignment"
Itachi had the target in his mind. It hung upon the trunk of a tree and on the other side he was facing. He kept his breathing to inhale when the wind was blowing. Exhaling, he tossed up the kunai with an underhand throw. He inhaled and threw the kunai sidearm into the wind.
The first kunai he threw had landed a bit to the right of the target. The wind had changed its course. Its point stuck in the ground and jarred a bit as the next one ricocheted off the loop of it. With that, the second kunai headed for the target.
Itachi looked at the calculations that he drew in the dirt. Picking up a notebook on top of his backpack, Itachi wrote them down.
"Next question," Itachi pulled out a textbook and ripped out a page to the already devoured book. "Time to smoke."
GO
"Home"
Shikamaru sat alone at a GO table in the shade of the store front roof. Itachi stopped Kisame and walked into the shop tipping his peasant hat that rung a bell to the shop owner.
"Can you explain this game to me, sir?" Itachi asked. Shikamaru merely gave a glace up and down to his Chuunin vest.
"Forget the vest," Shikamaru said, "Asuma is making me wear it."
"Isn't that an honour?" Itachi said. "So, may you explain the game?"
"Well," Shikamaru slouched forward. "No."
Shikamaru balled up when Kisame let his sword wrapped in white cloth to carve into the wall and over Shikamaru's head.
"You mean 'now', don't you?" Kisame asked. "Manners are not wasted on you, huh, shitkicker."
From the back of the room, Shikato came out of the washroom as he was pulling up his pant's zipper.
"Hey!" Shikato shouted. "You better, uh..."
"Let me recommend their not killing your son," Shikamaru said, "but hold out for more. Deadbeat."
"I am not deadbeat," Shikato moaned, "I'm highly reserved."
"There is so much to do today," Shikamaru's mom said and pushed Itachi out of the way, "move it, sideshow. You know those deer don't take care for themselves."
"Yes," Shikato and Shikamaru said. The family walked out of the shop. Kisame had his sword back over his shoulder.
"Maybe it isn't your game." Kisame said.
Basement
"Pipe Dreams"
Itachi came in with a bowl of chips and saw Shinto, and Ayame sitting in his basement.
"When did Shinto arrive?" Itachi asked and took a seat. The ceiling was open with pipes, wires and simple lights, and also high. Across from them was a 30 inch television took up with the Uchiha official ninja video game. They were playing the console with two plain controllers, though Shinto only rolled over the controller a few times to help out. It was an 8-bit beat them up, with the kidnapped girlfriend, goofy rival/sidekick, and innocent girl to partake in the basic action. "And where's Kagome?"
"And what's that smell?" Kagome asked. "I know the answer, but that is an important question."
"What is that smell?" Itachi asked.
"Shinto arrived with a wooden pipe when you left. Kagome and I decided to light it up, and then she remembered that her mother would find out and left in a panic." Ayame said. "Do you want to smoke as well?"
"Shinto, take her home," Itachi instructed. Dropping an arm on her, Shinto and Ayame faded away. Itachi turned off the television and game console before pocking the wooden pipe and the bag next to it. "Now, I can begin."
Evacuation
"Low Light"
His heart was beating. It was beating fast. Clothes lines would disappear with a single cut of the blade. Itachi never had the chance to clean the blood of his family. He was fast, but people have been looking for him before this happened; when he slaughtered his whole family sparing his little brother Sasuke.
Itachi stopped on a rooftop, nothing close was above it. Gekkou Hayate put out his smoke and placed it into his green vest. Even in the low light of the lamp upon the roof door does not hide the dark marks under Hayate's eyes.
Itachi attached his back to the top of the wall. He heard Hayate cough into a hand. Another cough and Itachi landed over the railing waiting behind Hayate's back. Hayate pulled out another smoke and struggled with his pockets to find a lighter. Hayate turned around to freeze Itachi.
"A light?" Hayate asked.
"Amaterasu!" Itachi said causing a black flame to devour Hayate. And then, he continued running.