Chibi
Chapter 3: Break Away
Kunoichi 008
"What do you mean 'They're gone'! We left you with them for only five seconds!" Tsunade screeched.
"B b b b b but they . . . they . . . they were there one minute and then I turned around and they were gone!" Naruto squeaked.
With a roar the hokage grabbed Naruto's ear and proceeded to . . . let's just say not even the Kyuubi's healing blood might save him. Behind them the mismatched group of ninjas stood out in the hokage building's corridor with a sigh.
Kakashi got out his book and flipped over to page one eighty-two. The masked man smiled in pure joy, though no one could see it. This was the part when Sunade and Raiya meet each other in . . . . .
Shikamaru leaned against a wall and stared out the window at all the pretty clouds.
Sasuke was being Sasuke.
Hinata was looking on in worry at her crush.
Sakura turned to Neji and laid out her palm to him. "It was under minute. You officially owe me five thousand yen."
Neji sighed heavily in his mind. "I guess I shouldn't've given him the benefit of a doubt." He muttered. Pulled out a couple of bills from his pocket and slipped it into her greedily awaiting hands.
Sakura grinned. "Course not! Dunno why you insisted that he was actually responsible."
The genius shrugged. "False hope." He looked out the window. "Shouldn't we be out looking for them?"
"We should." Sakura agreed.
"And we're still here why?"
"I'm waiting for either you or Shikamaru to come up with a plan."
"Then – "
"HOKAGE-SAMA!"
They all turned to see a panicky wide-eyed Gai dashing in with a small uber-browed chibi in his arms.
"Hey Kisame."
"Blub blu?"
"I think we're lost."
" . . . . Bluuub."
The boy with long black-blue hair gasped. "Kisame!" He scolded. "That's a bad bad word! Don't say that!" That said he lightly shook the fishbowl in his arms.
A pair of dark eyes glared up at said boy. He swished his shark-like tail impatiently; damn how he wished he had a human body, sure he'd get one when he was five but having only a human head sucked! "Blubb Bbbblllubu bub lub bulub."
"My name is not 'dumb-butt' it's Itachi! Jeeze! You . . . You're such a meanie!"
". . . . . Buuuulub."
The boy now named Itachi huffed impatiently. "You shut up. Look!" He called excitedly. "There's Konoha! I'm sure we'll find big you an' me there!"
"Blubulub!"
Sakura smiled at Gaara as they licked their waffle ice cream cones. She had a cookies 'n cream with whipped cream and sprinkles while her companion had a 'yummerlicious' rocky road with crushed Smarties © and hot fudge. It was really lucky for them that a nice street vendor had walked by, took one look at the 'cute little couple' and decided to treat them.
The girl's hand was linked loosely in the sand child's arm as they walked down the cement walkways of the streets of Konoha. "People in Konoha sure are friendly." Gaara commented as he shoved the rest of his cone down his throat. "Mmmm."
"Mhm. They've always been really really nice for some reason." She chucked the last bit of her waffle cone in her mouth, chewed, then swallowed. "A lot of people give me free stuff for some reason."
Gaara looked crestfallen. "No one in Sunagakure ever gave me free stuff. Only here."
Pink brows furrowed sadly. "Don't worry Gaa-kun. No one will hurt you while I'm around!" She chirped happily. Lowering her voice, she whispered slyly. "I have a secret weapon NO ONE knows about."
Wide-eyed Gaara whispered back. "Really? Is it stronger than my sand?"
Sakura thought for a moment. "Maybe."
Gaara gazed at his pink haired companion in awe. "Wow. What is it? Can I see it!"
The mini Haruno shook her head sadly. "Can't. Not unless it's a really important emergency."
"Oh . . ." The sand boy looked down in disappointment.
"I'm sorry Gaa-kun. But it's my last resort secret weapon. I can't show it to everyone or else they'll know and it won't be a secret anymore."
Gaara smiled. "It's okay Saku-chan!" He slid his arm down to clutch the flower child's hand warmly. "So. . . um . . . now what?" He blushed and looked down.
The chibi girl flashed her friend a brilliant smile. "How about the movies?"
"Movies?" Gaara tilted his head to the side. "What are those?"
Sakura's viridian orbs widened. "You don't know what a movie is!"
Gaara shook his little head. "No."
A determined look gripped the small pink haired girl's face. "Then we're definitely going to see one!"
"Girls are gross."
"Quiet kid."
"They have cooties." The child shuddered.
"Women are like mold. They grow on ya. Ooooh la la!"
"What you're doing is bad and icky and gross and you'll get in trouble!"
"For the last – oh yeah! That's - hehehehe!"
"Urgh." The boy scrunched up his nose. "If this is how I turned out in the future I hope I NEVER grow up."
"Ahaha!" Jiraiya turned towards the small chibi before him. "That's what they all say! But you have to give it a try before you totally dismiss the idea . . . whaddaya say?" He grinned slyly offering him the portable telescope.
Chibi Jiraiya twitched. "You disgust me." He spat.
The older of the two shrugged. "Fine then suit yourself." He turned back towards the bathhouse with his telescope and was quickly giggling away the time.
The smaller one plopped down on the roof of the building they were perched upon with a frown marring his childlike visage. "Aren't we supposed to be talking to the hokage?"
"She can wait."
The mini Jiraiya sulked. "I hate myself."
Luminous golden eyes swiveled around the streets of Konoha. Everywhere he looked he only saw strangers, unfamiliar apathetic people who seemed not to give crap about a lost little boy. The small boy sniffled. He really really really wanted his mama.
Suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder and a voice. "'Scuse me."
The pale pale boy turned wide-eyed only to see a . . . pile of rags? He peered in closer; the rag pile consisted of a large maroon trenchcoat, a large grey scarf and a straw hat. "Err . . . He . . . hello?"
"Hi!" The pile chirped and suddenly two pairs of eyes peeked out from beneath the hat. "My name's Kakashi."
The snakelike boy smiled shyly. "My name's Orochimaru."
The rag pile blinked. "That's a long long name. Can I just call you Oro?"
"Err . . . sure. If I can call you Kashi?"
Kashi's eyes closed up into a happy look. "Sure thing Oro!"
Oro grinned back.
"Oh yeah!" Kashi exclaimed. "Do you happen to know where to get some food?"
The black haired boy thought for a moment. "Um . . . I . . . I think there was a dango shop around there somewhere . . . ." He said vaguely pointing west.
"Great let's go!" The rag pile exclaimed before tromping off.
Orochimaru shrugged and scurried after Kashi. It was better than being alone.
Five thousand yen fifty dollars. Roughly about.
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I've been asked if there are any pairings for this fic and my answer is: Maybe. This story is really flexible with the plot so I may or may not depending on whether I feel there should be one.