So, here is the real one. Hope you enjoy.
Oh yea, one thing in the fake one was that this fic is going dark.
"Speech" 'Thought' Many things Kyuubi –Flash Back-
Panting slightly from the "exercise" with Neji, Hari settled down in her couch and turned on the TV. Switching between tons of different channels and commercials she settled on a news program. 'Might as well get some info from the TV.' She had never liked TV's, all the buzzing radiating from it and the unclear image made her eyes hurt, no matter what she did.
Finally, after minutes of watching some crap about 'A young man murdered by hes brother savagely and stuffed the parts into the fridge', a news reporter stood inside the forest somewhere. Fixing her vision down the screen, it stood : South East Konohagakure.
'Hmm, home business then, maybe worth checking out.'
The screen flashed and showed a large frog, 'Not Gama Bunta, that's for sure.' An old man standing on top of it facing somewhere west, out of the cameras range so she could not follow hes vision on whatever he was looking at, whatever it was it must be big with both news reporters and a god-damn Sannin!
Suddenly the whole vision on the TV started shaking and went black. 'DIFFIDENTLY WORTH CHECKING OUT!' Screamed several alarms in her head.
When she got back out from the room, Katana in hand and mask around neck, the image was up again, now facing a large snake and a bigger version of the previous frog (Think the sound invasion, the frog with double Tantons on hes back). Both the 15 meter high creatures were fighting, jumping around and grabbing each other with arms or mouth, tantons or tail.
The reporter was horrified, risking being mushed every second by the two huge creatures.
But calmed down when the sound of a large POOF came from the snake, impaled on both tantons in hes neck. The old man de-summoned the frog, extracting another large POOF and considerable more smoke.
She more or less relaxed at the situation was solved, and was rather annoyed that she did nothing to help in.
It turned out to be a group of highly skilled Sound nins, not the regular cannon-fodder of the snake-man, but seriously trained Shinobi. They had ambushed the group when the news team had come to interview the Sannin about the latest release of Icha Icha Paradise Vol 4. Agonizing day. After killing several sound nins and capturing a few for torture from the trench coated man with the hideous head, the Mega-pervert just continued talking like this was every day, maybe it was for a ninja without a serious rival except a few on the continent, but not a coffee drinking News woman.
Sighing, Hari leaned back into the couch. It was nice to being able to relax after 3 years of constant, non-merciful training where the words 'vacation' and 'free day off' were just legends from the other countries around the camp.
But it paid off, now she could do Rasengan all alone, not needing a extra clone, and also in both hands at the same time. She could do Kage Bunshins without hand seals, witch was extremely hard and only she and 2 others in the known world could do it.
She could use 3 different Tai-jutsu styles and maybe a rival to Lees speed, in count of the time that had passed.
A little while after all the memories got boring, she decided to meet her old friends, maybe she could do something with Kiba, like getting completely drunk and 'do' something with him unknowing who she was. She just hoped the not-so-silent mouth of Sakura could at least keep it a secret for a week so she could at least have a little fun.
After getting on some more comfortable clothes, AKA charcoal black trench coat and matching spandex shirt, leather pants with metal rings attached to leather straps around her thighs and going all the way down to her shins(think Shiver-mans clothing from X-men). A pair of some heavy leather boots with 3 leather straps going under, over and behind the foot connected by a metal ring a little below her ankle(think the boots to Edward Elric in FMA). Her arms had some thin, but sturdy metal fore-arm protectors hidden behind the trench coat and a pair of the same leather gloves with the metal plate on the back of the hand, just like kakashi, except charcoal black and it fully covered the hand.
She completed her masterpiece of blackness with a pair of completely black sunglasses, making her pretty unrecognisable except for the whisker marks underneath them. So, she couldn't let anyone recognise her before she decided to.
So, she took a little search in Shins backpack for a disguise scroll. Finding two for the situation, she simply put one of them on each cheek, putting some chakra in them and they dissolved and covered the whisker marks. She much more preferred Shins scrolls than jutsus, because of with scrolls you had to be VERY good with chakra control to erase it from the user.
Being satisfied with her work, she grinned evilly and went outside to fuck up the heads of her old comrades.
In The Middle Of Konoha, 40 Meters From 'The Drunken Monk'
It was 20 at the evening, only a few adults and some teenagers getting drunk on some sake they stole from their dad. Jumping from roof to roof Hari started to get slightly annoyed for not finding the towns most preferred shinobi bar. Taking the risk of getting recognised got weighted down by the chances of finding her childhood friends.
"Hmmm… Where is it now? I thought I had pin-pointed it when I was younger for the time I turned 'legal'." She started to get frustrated and she jumped across another building to the point she thought it was, and lo! It was there!
Her eyes turned wet behind her sunglasses and she stared in awe at the structure in front of her. The building had grown considerably the past 4 years and it was at least 10 meters high, 50 wide and 75 in length! This generation shinobis must drink like sponges!
Getting knocked in her shoulder by a rock shinobi and some of hes friends, he turned a angry head towards her.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, BITCH!" He yelled at her, waving a half-full sake bottle in the air. He looked like he had drunk a truck-load of the stuff and vomited it up just to drink another load. He had nicely chiselled abs and looked like he could do something with them, like crushing someone skull.
"ANSWER WHEN I ASK YOU, GOD DAMN WHORE!" He continued to yell at her.
"Hey boss, what did she do?" One of the angry ones friends said, coming to help him.
"SHE KNOCKED ME OVER, AND IF SHE DON'T APOLOGY, I WILL FUCKING RAPE HER!" Now a vain popped in Haris head, and if this guy thought he could rape her, he was fucking dumb. Maybe she could LET him rape her. 'Might be fun, eh Kyuubi-san?' She mentally said to the fox inside her.
'You are a fucking twisted person Hari, and if your gonna have sex again, at least do it while I'm asleep. I'm a god damn guy and I get pretty freaked out by watching someone ram into me.' He said in a mixed version of fear, disgust and annoyance.
She sighed inwardly.
'Your no fun, Kyuubi-san. And my body is NOT yours! Were only partially merged. Fine, so I got your eyes mixed with mine, fine, I got 9 centimetres long canines, fine, I got your chakra mixed with mine, fine, I don't take much damage to fire-jutsus, fine, I got 20 times the healing rate of a normal human, fine, I got sharp, claw like nails. But all this don't make this body yours!' She inwardly lectured the fox.
'I don't need a lecture of how our merging affected your body, because it was me that informed you what it would inflict on your body.' He growled back.
'Just kill the guy and let's get fucking drunk.' He added just before Hari could counter hes first words.
She smirked, finally getting what she wanted from the fox, he could be an asshole with a flagpole in hes ass sometimes, but else than that, they were pretty much alike.
'I wondered when you would suggest that.' She told him before she started a slow, certain stride towards the drunken asshole.
"THAT'S IT BITCH, COME OVER HERE SO I CAN KISS AND –glk-!" The man would have some trouble yelling with her 9 centimetre long canines in hes throat.
"mmmm…. Don't look so disappointed, you DID want me to kiss you." She smirked at the expression on the face of the others.
Wiping her mouth, she broke the mans neck with one hand while the other made a sick twist at hes groin.
"mmm… I love drunk peoples blood… you can kind of taste the liquor… It almost make you want more." She grinned evilly at the men. They thought stupidly that their leader was just caught of-guard by the "She-devil" one of the survivors would later describe her as.
So, they charged her.
One man jumped and tried to land behind her, but she shoved an arm right into hes gut, tearing past the skin and clothing with her sharp, claw like nails and dug into the shocked mans organs, gripping the spinal cord and snapped it easily with her enormous strength.
Pulling it out of the man, the other just looked shocked while she cleaned her arm of blood with her little pink, innocent tongue.
"KILL HER! FUCKING KILL HER!" One of them yelled, tears running down hes cheeks.
"HE WAS MY FRIEND! AND YOU KILLED HIM! KILL HER!" He continued to yell at her and cursed her to the deepest depths of hell.
'Boooring.'
'What do you expect from a group of idiots that's not even jounin?'
'Good point. Want to spare any survivors?'
'Sure, it will be good PR.'
'One or more?'
'Say 2, so not the only survivor gets a mental breakdown because some crazy demon killed all hes friends right in front of him.'
'You got it, Kyuubi-san.'
She grinned, pulling out a little scroll.
"He he he… Have any one of you heard of the Kyuubi?" She grinned, looking at them in a way that would make any demon lord bow in mercy.
The men halted in their tracks, and started to shiver. Yes, they had heard of the Kyuubi, it had not only attacked Konoha, but also the Sand, Gras and Rock village.
After the attack only 300 out of 500 000 were left in the ruins alive.
"Want to meet him?" She said in a low, threatening voice.
Not waiting for a response, she tossed the scroll into the air, focusing her chakra into the small, ancient scroll. Watching it unravel, she concentrated on 4 out of the 6 men. The scroll wrapped the 4 together and in a Poof they were gone, locked in an eternal Cat and Mouse game with a artificial Kyuubi.
Walking towards the scroll on the ground, she gave no heed to the two men's crying and whimpering for mercy and wanted only to got into the warmth of the bar.
Coming in from the cold, she spotted her friends scattered around the place, and fixed her gaze on a corner table in the far end of the place.
There, finally the right chapter 9 is here. My brother is cooling of in the fridge and I'm currently writhing chapter 10, witch should be out by Thursday next week.
The scroll that Hari used on the poor rock nins where an ancient scroll used to simulate a persons worst nightmare, or modified to only do one scenario. I think I will have some fun using it in future battles.
Yup, Hari and Kyuubi is merged, more info on that in future chapters, so is why Hari has suddenly gone postal in her way of thought.
That's it for now folks, cya next time.