AN:Oh my god, I updated! Nothing I can do but apologize, this chapter was actually done two weeks ago, but my beta has some severe internet problems, so this is the unbetaed version, until we can reaffirm a good line of communication. The reason why it was done so late at all is because I died! But I got better!
Disclaimer:Me no owning Naruto!
One might say that the Hidden Village of Sound was a depraved kind of nation, as its founder intended it and its inhabitants only as a tool of war. One might also say that the depth of its corrupt nature was only matched by its elusive creator, Orochimaru, truly a snake in human form. It was all true.
For any by-passer, the Hidden Village appeared only to be an abandoned bunker located in the middle of the thickest point of the woods; the small part of the building that stuck up from the ground appeared to be dark stone walls, being cold, undecorated which matched the nature of the decadent village. Underground it was a complicated labyrinthine complex that no one would imagine existed in such a place, although its apparel matched the outside, cold stone to its core, shadowed over by the eternal night that could only exist so deep underground.
One of its inhabitants was a famous one, possibly even more famous than his housekeeper; he was the last member of a clan which was known for its unique, yet terrifying abilities. The Uchiha clan had been the most feared clan in Konoha for a reason after all.
And as such, it was why Uchiha Sasuke had ended up as a sound shinobi, a snake's bite, a lure of power from Orochimaru had tempted him to follow a dark path, one which there was now no return from, the corruption was too deep to crawl away from at this point.
Sasuke had managed to escape from a life in the leaf, knowing that he could never grow strong in a nation that adored peace, the fact that all the most powerful shinobi came from the leaf; including his accursed brother; that could be ignored.
The escape in itself though, had proven to be quite a hassle when his best friend hunted him down all the way from Konoha; and Naruto being pissed had been the understatement of the century. Things had taken a turn for the worse when he somehow transformed into something else, taking on the apparel of a canine animal of some sorts, it reminded him of that giant fox that frog had transformed into all those years ago, during the fight with Gaara.
Sasuke could still remember the brutal eyes, vibrating with inhuman killer-intent, just like they had been in the Forest of Death. Even three years later he could remember them as clear as the day, the slit pupils haunting him in his dreams as often as the mangekyo sharingan did.
Sasuke turned to the fire place, his eyes narrowing in annoyance, the ornamented fireplace had been placed his chambers at his own command, he didn't care what that snake said; it was still freaking cold down there, and he'd always liked the fire.
It puzzled him even to this day, how the dead-last of their year could grow so strong, strong enough to rival even him, it sounded so unfeasible, yet it was what happened.
The small inferno reflected on his pale skin, adding an unfitting amount of colour to his complexion, the fire danced, and the shadows the light created was mimicked in Sasuke's face. Watching the orange-red flames moaning and twisting around the firewood reminded him of that chakra again; Naruto's chakra. The one he summoned from nowhere when someone, to be blunt, seriously pissed him off.
The lost Uchiha was a shinobi by all standards, stealthy, swift, brutal, as well as relatively fearless. Yet he couldn't forget the feeling of dread that crimson chakra had put upon him, its power had imprinted itself in his heart and mind, and somehow he knew that primal and animalistic power would one day find him, and rip him apart, which is what it felt like, at the time at least.
One could still wonder though, where did the so-called dead-last's power come from. Was it a forgotten bloodline of Konoha? Was that the reason why many had called his former team-mate a demon? So many questions, and only a slight perverted sensei to ask, and Sasuke would prefer if his conversations with that snake would stay at the absolute minimum.
Sasuke took his fears of the fox-child and hid them deep inside his soul, covering it up with his dark lusting for revenge, for he could swear Orochimaru could smell emotions at times, and he could live without being mocked by the pale snake-reject because he was afraid of a blonde idiot with a fetish for Ramen.
The last three years, Sasuke had resided in Orochimaru's catacombs, receiving first-class training from the snake-eyed Sannin. It had with no doubt paid off, and he was certain that he had preceded his old mentor Kakashi in both jutsu mastery and the use of the legendary Sharingan. It gave him a degree self-satisfactory knowing that he had gained in on his first teacher, now Sasuke's target was his current sensei, the snake himself.
But Sasuke was no fool, or at least he didn't consider himself a fool, what anyone else thought was irrelevant. But nonetheless, he was no fool, Sasuke knew that scheming snake wanted possess his body, he knew it would be any moment, as Orochimaru had called him in for an urgent 'meeting' between the two and that could only mean one of two possible things. Both options were something Sasuke could seriously live without.
Letting the snake take over was something Sasuke could not allow, something that his ambition would not allow, how could he avenge his clan when he was not in control of his own body and soul? It couldn't happen.
"I guess I'll have to kill him." The last of the Uchiha mused thoughtfully to himself, though sounding amused, he knew that it was a something he could not do in a direct combat, guile would prove to be a necessary factor, and the favour was tipped to his favour, he had still an ace up his sleeve. A wildcard Orochimaru would never be able to foresee.
A knock on the chamber doors echoed through the room, to make sure that the young master was aware of a visitor. Of course the dark clothed shinobi had sensed him approaching long ago.
"Yes… come in." He responded dully, fully knowing what the visitor wanted. The silver-haired head of Kabuto peeked trough the door as to prove Sasuke's theory right.
"Orochimaru-sama is expecting you." He said smiling naively, Kabuto's cheery attitude looked out of place, of course everything looked out of place to Sasuke; he was kind of negative that way.
"Yeah, yeah, tell Orochimaru-sensei that I'll be right with him." The Uchiha wavered his hand, as to dismiss Kabuto, even then, the medic-nin was tenacious about Sasuke following him now.
"Orochimaru-sama would like to see you now"
A slight twitch appeared in the corner of the last of the Uchiha's mouth, 'Looks like it's now or never, huh?'He thought, removing his long hair bangs out of his eye, Sasuke removed himself from his position in front of the fireplace, his dark kimono flowing elegantly behind him. Sasuke knew very well that he might as die this very day, luckily as a shinobi, he was taught not to fear death, unless it was illogically powerful blondes
'No… I can't die like this; I'll rather kill that snake.' As to rid himself of his concerns, he shook his head visibly, aswell as trying to reassure himself, thus bringing forth something of a worried frown from Kabuto.
"Is there something wrong, Sasuke-sama?" He inquired carefully, actually sounding honestly worried for the teenager, a trait only he carried in the hidden village. He never received a reply, Sasuke didn't fell the necessity to give one; giving "the cold shoulder" was one of the dark haired boy's fortes.
The walk to the Snake's chamber was a silent one, as voices tended to attract some of the subordinates that Orochimaru had performed half-witted experiments on, now they were more beast than man and stalked the dark catacombs, looking for prey to feast on. It was all rather bizarre and again, decadent. And even then, the pained moaning from the Sound's inhabitants, who were seated in barred cells would out deaf anything the two could say.
Arriving to Orochimaru's private chambers, Sasuke was once again visited with the feeling of dread, it was familiar, yet different from normal fright, as normal as unfounded fear was at least.
The room itself was a mess one would not associate with the genius Shinobi Orochimaru, yet here it was, a room filled with scrolls, papers and jars with indescribable content. The air was cold, the entire citadel that was called The Hidden Village of the Sound was cold, yet this… it was hardly fit for humans. Not that Orochimaru was human by most standards, the Uchiha shuddered visibly, not from the chill, but the thought of that snake, and the look he gave him, Orochimaru freaked him out more than Sakura ever did.
In the corner there was placed a throne, undecorated, oddly enough, and in this throne sat the stereotypical villain himself. The man Sasuke had come to learn as his Sensei.
"What do you want, Orochimaru-sensei?" the Uchiha Genius inquired, trying to sound as interested as he could, even though he fully knew what he wanted, the disturbing stifled giggle he got from Orochimaru only confirmed it.
"Kukukuku, you know why you're here, Sasuke-kun."
The boy in question rolled his eyes, completing the attitude fit for a teenager. He shuddered again, not feeling entirely comfortable with the glare Orochimaru was giving him. Sasuke nodded sagely, expecting the snake-eyed freak to try and take his body any minute.
"Look into my eyes Sasuke-kun." The pale man pleaded, sounding like a child desperately wanting his ice-cream, the grin looked misplaced in his face. Orochimaru rose from his stone throne,
Doing as told, Sasuke stared into his slit eyes, Kabuto left promptly; he guessed the four-eyes didn't have the stomach for soul transfers, the wuss. A giant snake faded into view in front of Sasuke, the reptile closing in, letting the slit tongue slither against Sasuke's cheeks pale cheeks.
The feeling of dread intensified for every second, Turning almost mind numbing, it was now or never.
'Now!' Sasuke closes his eyes tightly shut for a second, but opened them again ever so quickly, to reveal a pair of blood-red eyes, the trademark triangle of tomaes had melted into one, creating a united triangle in his eyes in place of his pupil.
Time seemed to slow down, when the stares of the two met.
Eyes widened in shock, the sound of birds starting to chirp filled the cold room.
Following, the sound of man wallowing in pain would have echoed trough the large catacombs, but the screeching of the birds overpowered it.
A body fell to the floor, the chirping resided.
"It is done," a wicked laugher of triumph was heard.
The blonde haired hero awoke in a total darkness; feeling his head pounding and pulsing in a rhythm of pain, he released a soft groan as to pull himself away from the dark abyss.
"Damn it, that's the last time I ever drink that much again. What the hell happened?" He whined heavily, trying to subdue the pain by clutching his head in agony.
Naruto tried to remember the last memory of the night before, which had been Kakashi leaving with a random girl, promising to read her culture-full literature; but even then, in his alcohol-induced state, Naruto knowing the old man's definition of literature, figured it couldn't be very good for anyone to know what was going to transpire. The demonic teenager shook is head in disapproval, summoning a sting of pain to travel up his spine.
Standing up, he looked around, an oblivious expression plastered onto his face. Naruto found himself still in a chamber of never-ending darkness. In that instance he knew it had to be one of his colour-full dreams, this was of course why he hardly slept, his dreams tended to be a mind-rape, figuratively speaking… for most parts. Cussing, Naruto started searching for a way out, walking randomly in the abyss, and not really knowing how one could find his way out of a dream.
After much aimless searching, he finally found solid grounds, or rather solid ground covered in sewer-water. Naruto lifted his foot, and scowled onto his boots which were soaked with the muddy water.
He recognised the sewer as the lair of his dead tormentor, it was then he knew this was definitely one of his kitsune inflicted dreams, and it would most likely suck as much as the last time.
"Like this pounding headache isn't bad enough punishment..." He muttered indignantly, knowing that he would soon find the gigantic cage; he had many times walked these corridors before, and knew it too well for his own taste.
The young leaf Shinobi proved himself right when he finally reached a corridor with an illuminated end, the proverbial light in the end of the tunnel one might say. Walking into it, he found the ever so elusive cage, but now empty and tattered. The seal was starting to vanish, the kanji written on to it was getting smudgy and unclear, and the steel bars were rusty, as. But there was nothing to fear, the contraption that had in its days held the demon fox, was now empty, as the seal had finally killed the great beast.
Naruto had sighed in relief, now a bit less tense, knowing that he would not have to talk to an imaginary fox, which was a positive thing in most aspect, unless the fox carried some painkillers and a glass of water,
He walked up to the cage as silently as one could in ankle deep water, touching the metal-bars that had held the scourge of Konoha for thirteen long years. There was no questioning it, the fox was dead; he had not seen the real deal for since his brawl with that raven-haired bastard, which had been quite some time. Years even. For some reason Naruto felt so ancient, looking at the rusty gate.
But the lack of a physical manifestation worried him, a giant fox would for most parts leave a giant fox-corpse. Although rules might not apply to sealed demon foxes, one could wonder…
He sat down, ignoring that the floor was, as always, covered in water and would therefore give his pants a wet experience; the blonde scratched his mop of hair in annoyance, summoning a new wave of pain through his skull.
Naruto clutched his head again, trying to still the ever growing pain, hoping that this fantasy would be done soon, but to no avail.
'Humph, if there is no giant fox that is going to laugh at me, then I might as well try and find something else, unless I want to die from boredom, that is.'
The young lad was about to get up and keep on moving, when the cage started to shake, its iron bars stirring violently.
'Well, I suppose that's new,' He mused, not really all that surprised, as there was always something, pretending to think there isn't always gets things started. Naruto smirked a bit, wondering what it would be this time, getting mauled by miniature foxes perhaps.
"It's him." A monotone voice rang behind Naruto; he turned to meet it, to find a child, sitting in the water, hugging its knees. Naruto recognised the child as himself, knowing the blond mop of hair, and the sky-blue eyes, the biggest difference being that his flesh was partially rotten; a green tint could barely be seen on the pale complexion. The blonde demon grimaced lightly upon the sight.
"Oh great, you again. Now we even have naked children in my dream. Great, super, and I thought I was crazy from before! Ow! Stupid headache. "
The child looked unfazed from the older version's ranting, and even more so when he started to whine about his head, the child's cold blue eyes staring aimlessly in the air, enhancing the emotionless air around him. "You need to kill him." The child commanded, a trace of murderous lust found in his voice; the only trace of emotion, Naruto could only raise an eyebrow, finding the child's command a bit confusing, a logical reaction, seeing how homicide was not really an order you'd receive a lot. Well maybe you would, if you're a Shinobi, but no matter.
The blonde-haired child got up from his fetal position and sprinted towards Naruto. When the young child got up to the taller blonde, he hugged Naruto's legs for unknown comfort, he pointed towards the darkness behind the cage, shivering as he did.
"It's the Avenger, he has found you," Crazy kid.
Following the finger, he found nothing. Naruto looked perplexed, Avenger? Sasuke called himself that, the pompous bastard, could the child mean him? What was he doing in this dream? It wasn't like the demonic boy was obsessed with the dark avenger or anything. No, no, not at all. Although it wasn't the first time he had appeared in a dream, Naruto just hoped it wouldn't be this one, and last but not least, Naruto wished the child would stop molesting his leg.
He squinted into the darkness again, this time seeing a figure, he had not been there before; he could barely make out the pale skin of the person, as the long, jet-black hair covered most parts of the face, making it hard to see, the black clothing made it even more so. Naruto was going to call for the person, when another tug was felt at his other leg. Looking down, he saw another child; one who's appearance was identical to the other.
"He doesn't deserve to live, you know." He said coldly, although a childish tone remained. "You should kill him." The child looked more upset than the other, having a glimmer of anger in his eyes; he continued to tug onto Naruto's sleeve, craving attention.
"Eh, whatever you say; squirt."
Naruto was starting get confused, finding the appearance of naked children disturbing, even though it wasn't the first time that had happened either; he was a sad person with even sadder dreams.
"Oi, you over there, what are you doing here!" Naruto tried to get in touch with the person behind the cage while ignoring the random death threats made by a third child, there was a response.
"You can only read inside each other's mind when your fists meet." The dark figure responded ominously, confirming Naruto's suspicion.
'Sasuke, that damn drama queen'
"You need to kill him." They started to look excited, as their blue eye turned into a shade of crimson, making them match Naruto's own right eye.
"He has to die!" Their eyes shone brighter with the dark red energy, matching their rising passion for death.
"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!" Chanted a third child, he had seemed mad from the start, and now he was even worse, only repeating the single word over and over again.
"Alright! Thank you; now shut up!" He yelled, sounding more and more peeved as time went by. The ear numbing banter of the child-Narutos made the original ignore the fact that the imaginary Sasuke had activated his imaginary-chidori and was running for him, of course, it was one of those dreams after all; he wished he could dream away the frigging headache.
Realizing it, Naruto generated a Rasengan by pure instinct, and took a few steps back, as to be able to gain running speed.
Moving closer, Naruto could see that the dark form had indeed been his rival, or something that could remind of him. The flesh was rotting, carrying the "corpsy" green tint that was foul to the eye. The sight of his old rival pushed him over the proverbial mental edge, letting his demonic side gain control.
His dual slit eyes glimmering crimson, and huge amounts of ki being released from him. Sasuke was within range. Releasing a feral cry, Naruto launched himself towards the cage where his nemesis was closing in on the other side mirroring the last battle between the two, using the jutsus it had always come up to. The Rasengan and the Chidori, the only way one could express the rivalry between the two was those jutsus. Two forces that are so different in nature yet equal in power.
The clash, the two jutsus crashed into each other momentarily, shattering the already weakened cage to bits. And with a smirk, Sasuke dissipated into the nothingness he came from, without ever taking harm from the jutsu, leaving Naruto and his child selves alone.
Naruto was staring into the empty hallways, no-longer blocked by the cage of Shinigami, Naruto found himself filled with dread. The blonde swallowed slowly when he heard deep rumbling sounds from within the darkness. The sounds of impending doom were increasing as something came closer.
Giggling, the children turned transparent and caught a liquid form, mending themselves with the water that had covered the floor from the very beginning.
'Traitors' Naruto scowled, looking indignant 'Stupid evil-past-selves that flees when ominous stuff appears'
The Darkness beyond the cage doors was broken when a wave of red energy rushed into the terrified blonde, looking more like a red tsunami than spiritual energy of a fox, the burning touch quickly rid him of that illusion. The demon hollowed in pain as he was pushed back by the unimaginable amount of chakra. Before again
disappearing into darkness, Naruto could hear the children's soft, yet malicious laugher echo in his mind. He couldn't help but feel tricked.
Waking up drenched in sweat, in an unknown apartment, not remembering a thing about the night before was not the way Naruto wanted to start the first day as a jounin; in fact, he only wanted to remember the event from the previous day, he did have low standards that way.
"Ow, I should have known that the headache was the only thing that wasn't a dream-" Naruto froze mid-sentence, his pupils dilating slightly in realisation .
"Dream… cage… Sasuke… destroyed… Shit!" Remembering the nightmare he had so vividly experienced, the demon cussed loudly.
Naruto tried lift his dark shirt, although fumbling nervously with the clothing, he revealed the intricate seal on his stomach, his eyes widened in fear when he saw that the black markings had changed from its previous form. The spiral circling his belly-button was still intact, but the rune-like seals that had surrounded it had disappeared as if it had never been there to begin with.
"How could this be? It was only a dream…" A realisation dawned upon him, now remembering all, or most of the details. "Those children, their eyes, that killer intent… It couldn't be…"
Naruto cradled his head in his hands, not knowing how, or what, for that matter, a layer of seals had been unsealed, from his side, and not even he himself, knew what could ensue.
The young Shinobi rose from his seated position in the couch, finding that his muscles responded fast to his command, much faster than they should have.
He found his muscles were flexing with newfound ease, the strength they wielded dwarfed anything he had experienced before, and Naruto knew in an instance that it was the work of the fox and its corrupted blood-red chakra, the damn canine atrocity continued to play with his mind even beyond its grave. Naruto's eyes knotted into deep thought, not knowing what this could mean.
Suddenly grinning the way he used to when he the prankster of Konoha, his white fangs unsheathed, he had never been the thinking kind anyway. Naruto started to look around the shabby apartment, finding it still alien to his memory.
Unable to identify the owner by the looks of the shabby apartment, not even the tooth-pick decorations that covered the walls hinted him of the elusive host, the jounin noticed a piece of paper lying rather unnoticeable on the small table next to the couch he had apparently spend the night on.
Picking it up, Naruto started to read, although having a hard time doing so, the person had a handwriting that could be only counted as chicken-scratch, perhaps even worse than his own.
"Hey, hot-stuff," The letter started " sorry for not being here when you woke up, but I had a little meeting to attend to and you were just looking too adorable looking like that; and l bet that you're even grumpier when you are sleepy. Now make what you want of it. I'll be probably back around…sometime, so be there, or be square. In other words, you leave house, you be dead."
Finding the stupidity of the writer rather mind-bogglingly, Naruto read on, not really seeing the irony of him calling somebody else stupid, he was a rather smart fellow, wasn't he?
"We got a few things to talk about, serious even; yeah, I know, I am shocked as well; but it can't be helped. What can be helped however; is you not breaking anything in my house, cuz if you do, I'll neuter your fox-ass!"
Ever-lovingly, Anko.
Ps: Check the picture attached, it's going to be used for blackmail purposes : 3 "
"Anko!" Naruto spat, finding the coincidence of ending up in her apartment a bit too good to be true, or too bad, depending on your point of view, the neutering point of view especially.
"Waitaminute," he began, his eyebrows knotting in a neat frown. "What does greater than semi-colon three mean?" He questioned dumbly, tilting his head as to get a different view, it struck Naruto like lightning. "Hey, it's a kitty!" He exclaimed happily, pride filling his voice. "No, wait, an angry kitty, that can't be good…"
Naruto scratched his uncombed hair lazily, finding another piece of paper attached to the letter with a small paperclip. He inspected it, eyes widening when he understood what she Anko had truly meant; seeing it was a picture; a picture of him, to be exact. A picture of him with his head snuggled comfortably close to her bosom. Something that wouldn't have been all that bad, hadn't it been for the fact that he was also sucking quite contently on his thumb, in his sleep, while drooling.
Naruto's face was now brandishing a deep crimson colour, if not from embarrassment from the thought of Anko considering spreading the document, or from pure anger. Anger directed at the woman in question.
"I'll choke her to death…" He muttered quietly, a knot of veins forming near his temple.
"Either that; or I'll tear her apart, and feast on her remains. I swear to…" Naruto sighed deeply, resigning his built up temper in a heavy exhalation of air.
"As if I will ever have a chance at doing a thing anyway, stupid Tsunade and her "No killing people" rule. It's restrictive, that's what it is."
The black clad demon crumbled the piece of paper into a neat ball, including the rather embarrassing picture it had contained, making sure that it wouldn't spread that far. That picture would ruin his 'bad-ass demon' image even further.
Still finding himself a bit sedated from his slumber, Naruto stretched, summoning many awkward cracks from his limbs and yawned drowsily in the process with a lazy smile spreading across his face.
'I guess I should find something to do,' 'although will be a bit hard, seeing how I am freaking grounded! … Maybe I should read that scroll the old lady gave me, it might be important, and she might not give me the finger treatment if I do; and I guess reading a dusty, useless scroll is better than nothing.'
Naruto dug into his pocket in the search of the scroll, being a bit frustrated when finding his pockets to be a void, meaning it was a hundred percent scroll-less.
"Uh oh" Naruto muttered, a sense of horror lacing his voice, now seeing the Hokage's hands closing in for chokehold, a punishment he would most likely receive for this atrocity, or worse… the dreaded finger treatment. Of course he knew he could probably kill her if it would come to that, but it would suit his plans better if he had the old lady on his side, but who knew how important that stupid little scroll could be, and who knew how pissed the old lady was going to get if she found out he had lost it.
Naruto knew what he had to do; and prepared himself to search throughout the village for the elusive scroll, it was going to a hassle, true, and who knew what whacky adventures and problems he was going to run into, it would be entertaining to say at least. Suddenly, his dual coloured eyes widened in surprise…
"Oh wait, I just dropped it on the floor." He picked the orange-lined roll up and scratched his head in vivid embarrassment, "Never mind!" He slumped bluntly down on the couch, opening the dusty old scroll and proceeded to read its content.
In that very moment, a feathery figure flied by, chirping, or rather squawking something that could resemble 'dumb ass'.
In the middle of the woods, the small group of ninjas had made a camp, although it was hard to see its existence in bitch black darkness that surrounded the woods after sundown. There was now only one thing that could be used to distinguish it, a green light shimmering slightly, breaking the monotone darkness with its ray of light, and a small shimmering followed it.
The mission had nearly failed, and the young chuunin, Haruno Sakura blamed herself for it.
If it hadn't been for her barely-adequate medic abilities all of her team mates would have been dead, including herself, although she would never admit that fact, but rather focus on her failures, like always. She berated herself, her inadequacy in combat was a shame, even though she was a medic nin.
This time her failures had been mortal, as her team mate, Sohai had met her end at the hands of the vicious sound nins.
The mission was supposed to be a simple reconnaissance mission; therefore the small group had not been properly equipped for direct combat and only members trained for scouting and speed and been there, including the medic-nin required in every group.
When the group was discovered they had little ability to fight back, and had to flee the site of battle. The entire group had been wounded during the desperate and dire escape.
The pink haired Kunoichi was currently bending over one her team-mates, trying to heal the gash that spread over the wounded's chests. Her slightly pink eyebrows furred closely together from the deep concentration the healing jutsu required. Green light illuminated her face and reflected itself in the sweat beads forming around her temples while closing the wound in a steady pace; slow, but steady.
Ino, one of her other team-mates, was the one currently receiving the treatment, Sakura's eyes teared up seeing her dead pale face, induced by the heavy blood loss from the many wounds covering her lean body, it made the pink haired one flinch just looking at the would-be scars.
Sakura's split-second of grievance was enough for her to loose focus and lose control of the jutsu. She cussed lightly at her abilities, or lack of them, seeing the light disappear from her palm; still she refused to back down and started doing the hand seals for the healing jutsu.
'…Uma, Tori, Inu, Nezumi!' Holding the seal, the adolescent woman whispered gently.
"Saibou Kaifuku…" And there was light.
"Honey, I'm home!"
"Do shut up" sounded the annoyed response, directed from the tiny apartment's living room. Anko, who had just returned from another boring meeting with the leader of Konoha, the Hokage, cackled mockingly, summoning another loud sigh from the other person.
She peeked her head into the room, seeing the blonde enigma himself, sitting in her raddled onyx couch, while reading a humongous scroll, or he had been recently reading it, now he was giving her the meanest glare she had ever seen, his asymmetrical eyes felt like they were burning into her skin.
"You know…" Anko started, a small smirk gracing her lips "You are much more adorable when you sleep."
Naruto made something of a growling sound in his throat, although it could have been what sounded like a small string of cuss-words. "Seems like it, because I don't seem to remember people taking embarrassing photos of me when I am awake!" It had started like a low murmur, but it ended like a scolding, alas it had no affect on the purple haired ninja; since she never dropped the cocky grin she had decided to wear, something that was currently aggravating the short-fused demon-boy.
"Who says no one has ever taken photos of you doing something stupid when you are awake? Kakashi used to do it all the time, and he showed it to us at the jounin (Christmas tree party?), it was the main attraction, we all laughed really well when you dropped your kunai, and your pants split up when you tried to pick it up again. You had such cute panda-boxers."
Anko noticed that Naruto had stopped paying attention to what she was saying, seeing how he was staring blankly at the wall, while seething his teeth angrily. She took advantage how the situation and walked over to him silently, her sandals not making even a sound on the tan-tiled floor, and proceeded to give him five swift ones across the face. He opened his eyes widely, looking flabbergasted.
'1… 2… 3… 4'
"… What the fuck was that for!" He burst out; Anko just shrugged playfully, another smug smirk on her face. Naruto was none too pleased with her mockery and clumsily threw himself at her, though forgetting his newly gained speed, thus flying across the room in a blur and finally implanting his face into the cement-wall.
Anko, of course dropped to the cold floor, laughing while clutching her stomach after failing to keep it bottled up.
"Son of a…" Naruto mumbled, though muffled by the wall, summoning another wave of laughter from netting-wearing jounin. He pulled his head out of the wall, revealing a splinter being jammed into his cheek, which made Anko laugh even further, and her chocolate brown eyes now being teary wet from her constant laugher attack.
"What is it now!" The blonde haired demon sneered, dust from the wall shaking off his face while doing so.
"You… got this splinter... in your face!" Anko said between intervals of mocking laughter, trying to use her shaking hands to point where it was placed, she really finding Naruto's stupidity to be a new level of humor.
"Huh?" He said dumbly, the demon jounin tried to focus his eyesight to his cheek to find this newly positioned splinter to indeed be there, although not for long, Naruto just roughly pulled it out, letting a stream of blood trickle out of the wound.
Anko, who had stopped laughing now, had instead something of a lustful smile spread across her face; she got up from her seated position, just to again walk over to him, since he had just jumped to the other side of the room, kneeling, she positioned herself directly in front of his face, looking him straight into his eyes. Her deep brown eyes meeting his demonic ones, although for only a second Anko broke off their eye contact just to move herself closer to his face.
The teenage Shinobi shuddered slightly, letting his careless demonic exterior fall a bit when he felt her breath against his face, the shivering down his spine increased when her tongue slid up his cheek, tasting the small trickles of his demonic blood that had bled from his now-closed wound. Now not even a scar remained on his cheek.
'Wow, seems like Kakashi underestimated his healing abilities…'
Anko stopped her tasting of the legally under-aged boy to take a view of him. She smiled slightly, only a small twinge in the corner of her lips, and a seductive look in her eyes sprung forth seeing him standing stiff like a board.
A slight twitch developed in the corner of his eye.
"Why…" He started silently. "Why do ALWAYS do that! This ain't the first time it's happened either!" Naruto remembered the chuunin exam, and the shuddering began when thinking about it.
Naruto suspired heavily "Kami-sama, what is it with you and blood?" He paused for a second, thinking things trough "On a second thought…I don't even want to know"
"You're so boring when you don't angst over your demon thingies, you know that?" Anko gave him a small wink and tilted her head slightly, her hair bouncing with her playfully, trying to look as cute and innocent as possible, which was pretty damn cute by any standard.
Naruto harrumphed, turning his head away, he wanted to keep his anger, her giving him the infamous puppy-eyes didn't help one bit.
"I am sorry," His head was still turned away from her "I don't speak 'crazy bitch'"
She stopped her act, her mood turning indignant, and the mouth curled into an angry pout "And here I am, bringing food for us, ready to discuss about the curse seal you obviously have a fetish for, and you just throw it in my face! Well so long!" Anko marched out of the room, nose in the air, feet stomping proudly.
But it had little or no affect towards the half-demonic teenager; all he did was laugh, even more mockingly than she did.
"Are you guilt tripping me?" Naruto grinned in glee "You are the one who has done everything in your power to piss me off the moment you walked inside the door"
Again Anko's head popped in, wearing nothing but a blank expression "Good point kiddo." A grin spread across her face "I guess you aren't as stupid as you look!"
"Thanks… I guess,"
An awkward silence ensued, Naruto, still sitting on floor, with a hole that looked suspiciously a lot like his face right next to him and Anko was leaning herself to the doorway, though looking quite uncomfortable, neither of them meeting eachother's eyes.
"So… hey… did you say anything about food?" Naruto tried to break the silence, actually looking a bit hopeful.
"Oh, yeah, yes I did! I got us some takeaway food; Kakashi told me it used to be your favourite!" The netting wearing jounin grinned proudly, to think that she remembered such things; she was so nice at times.
Looking a bit downcast, Naruto slumped his shoulder and moved his stare towards the ground. "Ramen, huh?" It was common knowledge that Anko was never one to read signs in people, so she just continued grinning and nodding vigorously.
"So he, like all the others keep thinking of me as a ramen devouring idiot? Is that it! Well screw that, here I am, kicking ass by the dozen, and people still think of me as a bloody idiot, the dumbass fox-brat, huh? Well that is-"
Anko sighed deeply, her grin at lone ago faded, she was now currently listening to the blonde idiot ranting on and on about people's opinion. And she thought she was bitchy herself.
Picking up the two containers she had dropped earlier in one of her enriching laughing experiences, it was two bowls, though wearing lids; the brat hadn't even noticed her carrying them when she came in. The boy was still in ranting mode, but that was no problem. With a self confident smirk, she removed the lid of one of them and placed the steaming content in front of Naruto, who had seated himself by the shabby, toothpick decorated furniture she used as a dinner table.
"And I can't believe how people can still… think… that… that" He stared into the bowl, the steam warming his face, the smell forcing their way trough his nostrils, the world stopped for him, brain instinctively changing to 'eat everything in sight' mode. "Gimme the chopsticks."
She nodded and handed him the sticks in question, he snapped them apart, yelling "Itadakimasu!" quite loudly, Anko mimicked his actions, and started to eat as well, she seated herself opposite of him.
"So… what was I saying?" Naruto said between large mouthfuls of ramen, oh how he had unknowingly missed that flavour, and it was miso!
"You were saying anything?" She asked hopefully, trying to avoid him ranting further.
"…. Yeah I guess not." The demonic Shinobi continued his eating fest happily ignorant of Anko's little trick. Only a slight smile and curved eyelids could tell that it had happened at all.
"So… kid, you want to know about my seal, huh?"
Naruto nodded slightly, his look trailing from her face, down to her neck, as if is eyes cold stare their way trough her dark tan coat.
"That's, right… and I guess you've figured out why,"
"Yeah…" Anko replied softly, avoiding eye contact with the blonde, instead her sight focused on the cold tiled floor "Uchiha". He nodded again.
"Well, knowing that bastard Uchiha pot-smoking, snake loving, duck feet wearing Sasuke; he's still going to use that damn seal of his, so I figured if I stick around, I might be able to learn a bit of it, and you are the only one in Konoha to have that seal."
"Wait, duck feet wearing?" Anko looked perplexed, numerous humorous mental picture taking place in her mind.
"You don't want to know, trust me"
"I'll take your word for it," Anko giggled uncharacteristically, her half tightened fist touching her lips softly in a subconscious effort to hide it.
She suddenly stopped, "But…" Anko whispered under her breath, dark eyes again locking with Naruto's, although this time they were filled with an uncertain look, almost to the degree of embarrassment, a slight pink hue filled her cheeks "How do you even know about my seal? I figured it to be a kind of a secret…"
Naruto grinned brightly, glistening his fangs brightly, "Easy, I used to stalk you while I was in Konoha! With a camera!" Embarrassment was now gone, her eyes opened widely in great surprise, "What! You little freak!"
This time it was her turn to throw herself at him, and while Naruto at any other time would be able to dodge her frontal attack with ease, he was still to busy with his newly re-acquired ramen love, to even notice her until it was too late. They both slammed down to the floor roughly, Anko of course being on top, her hands tightened securely around his throat.
"Heal around this! Ya brat!"
"R-r-r-e-e-l-l-l-a-a-x "He said in between choking intervals, which made her stop, only so the brat could explain himself.
"I was just kidding; I learned it from some Anbu people running around in the woods a few months back."
"Man, that Mitarashi girl sure got some huge…" The Anbu soldier gesticulated circles around his chest to underline his point, his voice holding the tone of glee.
His partner nodded knowingly. "Yeah, I'd hit that alright!" He said while thrusting his pelvis to simulate the act of sex vividly.
'Perverts…' he thought, with an added mental sigh, pondering why such idiots could reach the rank of Anbu.
"No man, don't you know? She got this love-bite from Orochimaru before he left, I bet it's contagious." A third one interjected.
"Really? Ew, nasty!"
'Love-bite? Orochimaru? Could they mean the curse seal…? Mitarashi Anko… Interesting,"
"Hey's who's there in the bushes! Show yourself!"
'Dammit! Tengu, Shishi, Kirin, Kitsune!' His hands formed quickly into the seals.
"Katon: Ranran Tsume!"
Four blades of fire flew out of the bushes, flying towards the three leaf Anbu. Two of them managed to dodge, the infernos with relative ease, though the third was not so fortunate, the fiery blade ripped through him, burning their way into the more major organs, a painful death followed shortly, when the lungs got too burned to continue functioning. Oh how the kitsune loved the smell of burned organs in the morning.
"Wait, you killed another Anbu member?"
Naruto displayed a feral grin, with a small devious glint in his eyes, before it all disappeared when he went for another mouthful, as he jumped up to the table again, looking wolfishly at the bowl of ramen.
"Actually I killed all three of them," was heard between the smacking and slurping.
Anko looked quite shocked, killing Anbu's is nothing short of an impressive feat, and this king of dumbasses managed to kill two whole squadrons of them.
"Don't look so shocked, Anbu are easy targets, just take out their leader, and they have no idea what to do. Quite funny to watch actually, until they figure that they can take you on individually, then it's just stupi-. Hey, what's with the downcast face, eh!" For once Naruto noticed the mood of someone before they pointed it out themselves, though in truth reading Anko's emotions at this time wasn't really Nobel prize awarding.
She as well had returned to her seat after the little brawl, now eyes focusing on nowhere in the particular, a little frown wrinkling her forehead. She sighed, finally responding.
"Oh just a little anticlimactic answer I guess…" It was obvious that Naruto obviously didn't buy any of it.
"Oh like that would make you sad at all,"
Suddenly Anko's eyes snapped at him, her hair bobbing along with the sudden movement, and she responded even sharper trough clenched teeth.
"I am… not… going… to… discuss… this…"
The blonde was not as dumb as to aggravate her further, long ago learning the wrath of a female is a horrible one, and therefore decided to let it be.
Thus one of those awkward silences that no one ever enjoys ensued, when the only sound that was heard, was Anko poking the still faintly-steaming Ramen with her chopsticks.
"So…" Naruto started slowly, always hating silence, even in solitude, an odd attitude for a ninja to be true,
"So…" She continued as well, enjoying the silence as little as he, still poking her food though,
A topic of conversations popped into Anko's usually empty head, a bit glad, as shown in the sparkling brown eyes of hers.
"Hey, what's the deal with the two scrolls, where did ya get them from? I certainly would have remembered you bringing them yesterday." The jounin kunoichi wavered her chopsticks in the general direction of the scrolls, which had lain there silently all along, to underline her point.
Naruto, who had forgot all about them suddenly lit up, as he too and gotten a bit crestfallen after their last conversations practically crashed and burned. A shining grin that could almost rival that of Gai and his little reject-clone Lee again spread across his face. Anko herself smiled a bit, finding it a bit hard not to, that cute cocky smile of his was contagious like the devil.
"Well I got this scroll from Tsunade, ya know!"
"You mean the little orange decorated thing you had in your pocket?" She inquired innocently, making the blonde stop for a few seconds.
"How did you… don't even want to know… But anyways, when I opened it…"
Naruto swiftly broke the spiral seal that had held the little scroll closed for so long with a flick of his clawed thumb, not really paying attention what damage he made to the orange decorated piece of paper. Opening it, he found just a lot of weird marks, all of them pointing to the centre of the paper.
A burst of smoke erupted from said point, reminding the demonic Shinobi where he had seen something like that, in the second part of the chuunin exam, with those scrolls.
"Holy crap!" Naruto yelled in a state of panic, juggling the scroll back and forth between his two hands, though finally throwing the smoking document behind the couch before launching himself to the floor.
"Fire in the hole!" he screamed, hand covering his head, and in a final burst of smoke, two large scrolls laid in the already cramped living room of Anko.
Anko again laughed, if it was with a mocking intention, or just pure amusement was unknown, though tears leaked from her eye nooks was evidence enough that she seriously found it funny. The black clad Uzumaki looked indignant on the other hand, wanting to continue his amazing revelation of the content of the scroll, though she just continued laughing, holding her fish netting covered stomach, feeling like it was going to explode or something of the like.
'Jeez, talk about mood swings…' a brilliant observation made by an equally brilliant man. The proverbial sweat drop formed at the back of his head, an eyebrow raised at her outburst.
"You... ha-ha… dumbass! A jounin not recognizing a summoning scroll before it blows up in his face, ha-ha!"
Mocking it is, then.
"It's not that funny…" Pocketing his hands, Naruto looked away, two red spots marking each of his cheeks.
"Oh, okay then," She snickered lightly ", mind telling me what was in the scroll?" She continued giggling, still not having it out of her systems.
"Yes… thank you, it was techniques…"
"Techniques?" She stopped laughing, perking up at the word that gave both of the leaf ninja's so much joy.
"Yes, techniques, the scrolls contains "The great Uzumaki pillars" or some crazy shit like that, it seemed like my father made them…" The fox-like teenager stopped for a moment, the thought of a father gave him the chills, but continued with equal strength. "And you'll never guess what! You know how Yondaime Hokage was the one said to have created the Rasengan, right?"
"Right" She confirmed, her eyes dazing over at the thought of the shiny Rasengan… shiiiiny!
"Well guess what, this scroll claims that my father created the Rasengan, and you know what that means, right!"
"Uh, I think so…" Anko looked thoughtful; God could know what went trough her mind at that moment.
"That's right; Yondaime took the credit for my clan's jutsu, that bastard!"
That moment fit for the famous face-palm, though it didn't happen, still Anko gave him the dirtiest look in ages, Naruto fully deserved it though.
"What?" A few moments were needed for Naruto to process that much information, poor boy being a bit dim-witted at times "Wait, you don't think?"
"Don't even say it, Naruto," she sighed deeply "makes me feel old." Anko leaned on her palm, giving him a tired look, even to her his stupidity could be mind numbing.
"But you are…"
"Don't say that either" She interjected quickly, pointing her index finger straight at him, looking a though she'd poke his eyes out with it, "Unless you want to leave this room with one less way to continue that clan of yours."
One may call the fishnet wearing goddess a bit violent, but dammed if her methods didn't work, judging from the look Naruto wore at the very least, a look of pure horror only brought by his ever growing phobia of the female persuasion.
"Uh, right," he twiddled his fingers nervously "What now then?" Naruto looked into his newly-emptied ramen bowl, looking like a void of despair, though yet feeling a bit bored.
"Now… I am going to bed." Anko yawned and stretched at same times, looking a bit content when she heard several joints crack throughout her body, unknowingly that she virtually taunted Naruto to do the same; which he did with great efficiency to add.
That started things up, neither backing down for the other; they did a full scale war of joint cracking, a full five minutes passed without neither of them budging an inch, though it did end when a third person appeared…. Trough the window…. Damn ninjas.
"That… is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen… and heard!"
TBC
Well, that's it then, 18 paged update, not that bad, but certainly not worth the long period between the updates, sorry about that, I am a lazy doink. Bah I say! Looks at the Foxhound fic, where the author writes 50+ pages weekly sighs
Reviews that deserves responses:
THE Monkey King: No, I am not going to continue the fic, so hah! (Joke)
bLacKBodian:Dammit, this is the last time I use my real nick at Adultfanfiction... but now you have to update! Haha! I win again, Mister Bond! Now you might wonder what a 16 year old is doing at a page for erotic fictions… none of your bloody business! I consider myself mature enough to read about sex without dying of shock. And uh… look at ErikKoekkoek! He's a pervert, he writes Yuri! Take him! (Kidding Erik, loves ya ))
maleficus-lupus: Right you are, still too lazy to edit it though, since it's technically not wrong, just preference.
Judah:ZOMGSTFUWTFBBQcough cough Sorry, got something in my throat, as I was saying, if you would have bothered to read on you would have known that this fic fits more of humour, than anything else; but for all intent and purpose this fiction is action, thus making me right… and you wrong Kinda ironic that you complain about Naruto being angsty, seeing how I make fun about that. Label stays.
Too all other, thanks for reviewing, it's you guys who gives me that extra kick behind to do stuff, hugs and kisses for everyone!
Jutsulist thingy:
Doujutsu: Youma Satsui 'Youma killer intent' That jutsu who's effect wasn't shown.
Kyuubi no Shippo 'Kyuubi tails' Oh guess : p
Katon: Kitsune Bakushin: 'Fire style: Fox Rush' The fox head made of fire.
Katon: Koudaiokawa no Gouka: Fire Style: Grand river of Hellfire' The tsunami of fire.
Katon: Ranran Tsume: Fire Style: Fiery Claw' Fire blades
All others are jutsus shown in the show, so find out yourselves : p
