Difference

HUGE AUTHOR'S NOTE

Well, here's the deal. I've decided to post the rest of the chapters that I was working on for some time. I was going to finish the story and then post the first chapter but I was way to anxious to see how it would do. I found out that my character is a Mary-Sueish girl. Thus, I have decided to edit and make adjustments. So basically I'm going to take down the story in a week or so. This is your LAST chance to read the original. So after a week, you'll be able to read the hopefully IMPROVED version of Difference. The storyline will change a bit and character traits may change as well. I really can't go into detail. The title will also stay the same. So I have to say, thank-you to all that helped me along this journey. I hope that I shall give readers more enjoyment than this story. Well, thank-you so much!

HUGE AUTHOR'S NOTE

"Now I'll show you how I beat your incompetent teacher," Tamara said, taking out a shuriken from his pants.

"Let me handle this, Toro," Sierra said, cracking her knuckles while walking closer to Tamara.

"Careful Sierra," Toro muttered in her direction.

"How cute," Tamara replied, "You'll just die anyways."

"Just try me," Sierra replied and went into her defensive stance.

"Are you crazy? He's a jounin; you won't last against a person like that!" Mr. Muuyo cautioned, sweating out of fear.

Sierra turned around towards Mr. Muuyo and replied, "Shut up, we're supposed to protect you and run off into the wild if you like."

Tamara laughed and began concentrating chakra around his hand till it turned a bright red. He placed his hand onto the shuriken, which enflamed the weapon.

"This is my perfect attack. You won't last against it," Tamara reassured and threw the shuriken towards Sierra.

Confused at the simple throw, Sierra jumped upwards and dodged the attack.

"Sierra, behind you!" Toro yelled, pointing at the shuriken returning to her.

Again, Sierra dodged the shuriken with ease and grabbed it as it sped past her.

"Is this your idea of perfection? Surely Orikawa didn't—" Sierra began but quickly felt a pain shoot through her arm.

"I wouldn't hold onto my shuriken if I were you. You see, that shuriken responds to my opponent's chakra. It will not stop attacking my opponent until you or I die or my opponent grabs onto the shuriken. The shuriken then injects chakra into my opponent—chakra that can immediately cut the user's ability in half. Unfortunately, I didn't tell your sensei this. Thus, he just kept grabbing the shuriken until he was weakened. I left him there, because slaying is such a dirty job. He'll die pretty soon, no longer than half an hour from now," Tamara informed with a bored look on his face, "Well, I can't let you have all the fun, now can I?"

Tamara looked over to Derno and Toro and grabbed two shuriken from his pants. This time, both his hands had concentrated chakra surrounding them. As before, the shuriken reacted and spun towards Derno and Toro.

"Now I haven't forgotten about you either," Tamara reassured and looked at his shuriken still spinning between Sierra's fingers. As if on command, the shuriken spun out of Sierra's hands and came back to her.

The scene was not looking so great for team B. Blood was splattered on the ground due to some hits from the shuriken. Mr. Muuyo was dumbstruck and stood there looking at the fallen shinobi. However, all the Genins used all their might to flee away from the shuriken. As for Tamara, he was sitting on the ground reading a book as if there was nothing around him.

"STOP!" Mr. Muuyo yelled, "All right, leave the children alone. I'll give you the jewel."

"Finally, something here that's meaningful," Tamara concluded and walked towards Mr. Muuyo.

Shaking, Mr. Muuyo began opening the lock of the case once again. To his dismay, he was holding the gem on his hand.

"Well, since I'm a man of my word, I'll let them go. As long as you place the jewel in my hand," Tamara responded, and stopped the shuriken from attacking.

"What are you doing?" Derno yelled out loud, "You told us that if your brother got a hold of that jewel, he'd become a freak!"

"Well, I would never live with myself if I let you children die before me," Mr. Muuyo answered, trembling by his situation.

Toro looked at Derno, and then at Mr. Muuyo, hoping to find an answer to stop this madness. Unfortunately, there wasn't an answer to solve this problem as he had hoped.

Meanwhile, Sierra stood with her head shadowed by her tangled hair from trying to dodge the shuriken. There was no sign of whether she could speak or not. It appeared that her mind was in a far off place.

'All my life, I tried to become a shinobi where I didn't need to face this situation. I wanted to be a shinobi where I could defeat the toughest of opponents. And here I am, standing here, unable to do anything. Ever since I left the Uchiha clan on the fateful day and awoke in the Kamiga family's home, I promised that I would become a greater shinobi. I would be able to face Itachi. Now I see that I'm a worthless person. I don't know why I live. Why did he even spare me? My friends have died, and my family has left me here to despair. I just wish, I just wish that I could be better. Why am I always weak? I MUST BECOME A PERSON THAT EVERYONE MUST FEAR!' Sierra thought, and a tear fell from her eyes.

Quickly looking up, she saw that Mr. Muuyo was an inch from placing the jewel into Tamara's hand. Filled with rage, she threw herself towards the gem. She felt an increased power about her. Quickly realizing what was happening, Tamara moved backwards. However, Sierra saw this and sped towards Tamara. She landed a heavy punch to his jaw.

"You're—You're an Uchiha!" Tamara gazed as Sierra held a grip on him.

"Leave me and my friends alone," Sierra spoke, clutching Tamara's neck even tighter, "Don't you ever come back and haunt Mr. Muuyo again."

"Right, right, I'm sorry," Tamara said rather hurriedly. Looking downwards towards his pants, he quickly grabbed a kunai and plunged it towards Sierra. Unfortunately, she saw this and crushed his neck before he could make any further movement.

"Don't try that again," Sierra whispered into his ear and threw him towards a tree.

"Sierra, your eyes," Derno spoke with a scared tone, "They're red."

Appalled, Sierra relaxed and discovered what he was talking about. During her rage, she had summoned enough power to use Sharingan, a bloodline technique that can only be use by an Uchiha.

Applause was heard behind them. Turning around, all three saw a distinctive figure which made them smile.

"ORIKAWA SENSEI! WE THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!" Derno yelled, giving an ear to ear grin.

"Yeah, well I wanted to test how you could do against a shinobi," Orikawa replied and laughed.

"WHAT! THAT MEANS THAT YOU COULD HAVE COME AND SAVED US IF YOU WANTED?" Derno yelled and pointed accursedly.

"Well, now that you say it, yes," Orikawa merely stated and laughed again.

Derno groaned and Mr. Muuyo only sighed, "That was a close one."

"Well, Sierra, I suppose congratulations," Orikawa replied and stared at Sierra who was back to normal now.

She merely stared at the ground. "As for you, Toro, I'm completely satisfied on how you discovered Tamara was impersonating me. Derno, good job as well, although you played a little part, it allowed the team to become victorious. Without you, Sierra may have allowed Tamara to take the jewel. Toro most likely would have not done anything if you had not questioned what Mr. Muuyo was doing. For that, you were a huge asset to the team."

Derno smiled and yelled for a victorious day. However, afterwards, Orikawa frowned while walking towards Konoha.

After a few hours passed by, Orikawa broke the silence of stomping feet, "Mr. Muuyo, I must ask you. You replied when wanting shinobi to guard you that the mission at most would have only low-ranked thieves. Tamara was most likely a misguided chuunin who was taught very little when he was younger. His skills were no better than my subordinates. However, while I was conducting research when my subordinates were fighting, you replied that your brother would hire even jounins to have your precious family heirloom. I believe this mission would be a high-classed B mission," Orikawa replied and stared at Mr. Muuyo.

"Well, I suppose that this would be a B mission. Unfortunately, I don't have that kind of money. Although my brother is wealthy, my family has never been very prosperous. I'm sorry if I have cost you so much trouble. However, I beg of you to help me. Without me, my life and my brother's life will become ruined," Mr. Muuyo begged with sorrow filling his eyes.

"Why would we turn back if we're almost at Konoha?" Derno asked, clenching his hand into a fist.

Mr. Muuyo smiled and mustered up the courage to say one word, "Thank-you."

"Well, I suppose that's settled. Let's go," Toro replied placing both hands behind is head and smiled.

Sierra merely stared at the scene and began walking towards Konoha. What great people…