Naruto: The Musical!

Chapter Two: Anko's Revelation! Shinobi Angel

Tsuki: Thanks for the reviews, everybody!

Kaze-san, I had this idea for a while now, so I didn't steal it. Mweh. ;)

Ea-Cake, thanks for the support!

And Kasumi Jusha No Jutsu, um, I can't tell you yet…

Anyway, here's the next installment of Naruto: The Musical! Just so you guys know, everyone here is a Chunin, so they're about 15 or 16 years old by now. And bold italics means that there is a flashback taking place. I do not own the lyrics or rights to the song "Angel of Music" by Andrew Lloyd Webber, or Naruto itself. Darn…

Watching from the ANBU Tower, Mitarashi Anko sighed, brushing her blue-black hair out of her face.

"Stupid kids. Especially that Uzamaki kid. Just look what he did to that poor Hyuuga girl! Ah, it figures…" Anko stopped raving to herself and took a swig of sake.

"Still, I wonder…when will he return?" The Jounin stopped and paced around the room anxiously.

"Where the hell is that damn Asuma? He was supposed to be here-"she paused and looked at her watch-"Three point fourteen seconds ago!" A puff of smoke emerged from the air, leaving a very wet looking Sarutobi Asuma standing in Anko's room.

"What took you so long? This is important, Sarutobi!" She surveyed the sopping Jounin suspiciously.

"What the hell happened to you?"

Asuma sighed and replied, "I had my cell training by the river and Akamichi fell in, and he can't swim, so I went in and fetched him."

Anko scratched her chin. "I'm surprised Chouji didn't float with that bulk. Anyway, two things: One, STOP LEAKING ON MY CARPET! And two, this is about Orochimaru."

Asuma gasped.

"He's back. And I can feel it," Anko continued, her hand immediately touching her cursed seal mark.

"Lady Anko, what is it that we can do? And what exactly is he planning?"

Anko sighed again, turning away from her fellow Jounin.

"He's planning to ensnare all of our shinobi warriors in his horrible, inconceivable plot. He's cast a powerful, non-existent jutsu (created by the authoress when she was bored) that will make all of them burst into song and eventually…they will all spontaneously combust."

Again, Asuma gasped.

"And the worst part is…"

"Tell me, Lady Anko," Asuma whispered, afraid to hear what her next words were.

"We have to sing…show tunes."

'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" cried Asuma dramatically, collapsing to the floor unconscious.

"I can't take this anymore. Baka," she said, jumping over the Jounin's unmoving body to the door.

"Oh, wait." She jumped over Asuma again to her end table. She picked up her bottle of sake and drank some.

"Much better. But now, business needs to be taken care of." She teleported herself out of the room and into the darkness.

Asuma woke up momentarily, screaming, "SHOWTUNES!" in agony, then collapsing back on the floor again.


MEANWHILE…
Orochimaru sat in his quarters, grinning at the image of his former student leaping through the trees, approaching his tower.

"Kabuto, it seems we have a visitor. Let her in; but don't show up when she enters. In fact, just open the door now and leave for a while. I have some issues with my lovely Anko."

Kabuto scowled at the thought of having this psychotic woman stealing his Orochimaru-sama away from him, but he did as he was told.

"I swear, I'll get her for this…"


Back in Orochimaru's quarters, ( I like using these line thingies!)
"I'll assume Anko's appearance and voice now…and then, who should I alert? Someone not from ANBU, that's for sure. Hmmm…what about that Shizune lass that Tsunade's training? She'll do. BWAHAHA!"

Orochimaru tried hard to concentrate on his chakra, for his arms were rendered useless.

"HENGE NO JUTSU!" The Otokage assumed the form of the medic ninja Shizune, then, after feeling himself all over, he turned to the communications screen and contacted Anko.


SOMEWHERE IN KONOHA VILLAGE…
"AUGH!"

"Shizune, what is it?" Tsunade asked, unnerved by her student's random scream.

"Tsunade-sama…I sense…a strange sensation…all over me…MAKE IT STOP!"


ANYWAY…
"Anko, this is Shizune. It's urgent! Come to the tower in the Forest of Death to meet me there. Come alone."

Anko shook her head and sighed.

"Orochimaru-sama, you suck at this jutsu. Just look at you. Shizune doesn't wear purple eyeshadow! You really think that I'd fall for that? Baka…" the screen turned off.

"DAMNIT!" Orochimaru yelled.


MEANWHILE…
Anko had just returned from her fruitless journey to find her former sensei when her cursed seal began to burn at her skin. Reeling, she shook herself and proceeded to enter the village temple, where she had hidden so long ago on that fateful day…

Flashback…

Anko's parents seemed to be tense as the young, ten-year old soon-to-be kunoichi skipped through the house.

"Mama, Papa!" Anko cried, running into her parents' arms; their embrace… wasn't quite right, Anko figured. She shrugged and told her parents the news.

"Guess what? I just performed a perfect Kage no Bunshin jutsu in front of everyone in the Academy!"

Her parents tried to smile, but little Anko could sense something was terribly wrong.

"Anko, flee to the temple as fast as you can, little one. And never tell anyone about those strange voices you heard. Please, Anko-chan!" her mother pleaded.

"And always know we love you. Now go!" her father cried, planting a small kiss on her head.

"But…"

"Go, Anko-chan! Go!"

Anko looked back at her parents; it would be the last time she'd ever see them alive again. When she turned a second time, she could make out flames engulfing their home and cried out in despair. The young kunoichi ran to the temple and threw herself on the floor, sobbing.

"Anko, Anko," a small voice sang out in the darkness. A young girl of about thirteen searched the halls of the temple, carefully checking each chamber.

"You've done well, young one," a different voice hissed, curling around the whimpering child like a snake.

"Angel?" Anko asked, hoping for the voice to call to her again. She looked up amidst her tears to find not this "Angel," but a petite young Genin: Shizune. Shizune sat beside the crying little girl and attempted to comfort her.

Where in the world have you been hiding?

Really, you were perfect!

I only wish I knew your secret

Do you have a new tutor?

Anko brushed away a tear, and replied,

"Even when my father was alive, he said that he knew I was meant to be a ninja, and that the Shinobi Angel would come to me and teach me all he knew so that I can become a kunoichi like you, Shizune. My parents' final wishes were for me never to tell anyone this secret, but in my dreams, there was this voice…it urged me to train and work harder, and so…I have…"

Father once spoke of an angel

I used to dream he'd appear

Now as I sing, I can sense him

And I know he's here!

Anko stood and moved to the window, moving slowly as if in a trance.

Here in this room, he calls me softly

Somewhere inside, hiding

Somehow I know he's always with me

He, the unseen genius…

Shizune became perplexed at this thought, and rose to meet Anko at the other side of the room.

Anko, you must have been dreaming

Stories like this can't come true

Anko, you're talking in riddles

And it's not like you!

Young Anko began to sing, her voice getting stronger and stronger, frightening her newfound friend.

Shinobi angel, guide and guardian!

Grant to me your glory

Shizune added harmony, utterly confused and scared of the outcome.

Who is this angel, this …

Both girls joined together, one under the throes of mystery, the other frightened for her friend's safety.

Shinobi angel!

Hide no longer!

Secret and strange angel…

Anko's eyes returned to normal, as if the "spell" had ended. She looked towards Shizune with fear in her eyes.

He's with me even now…

Your hands are cold…

All around me…

Your face, Anko, it's white!

It frightens me…

Don't be frightened!

Shizune took Anko's hand, and looked towards the ceiling. She could have sworn she had heard laughter in the wings.

"Shizune…thank you. Please, may I be alone?" Anko asked, her voice trembling. The kunoichi nodded sadly.

"Of course, Anko-chan. Be careful…" Shizune dropped out of sight.

Anko crept behind a statue of the Shinto goddess Ameratsu and wept.

"Little Anko, I am very interested in your abilities," the snakelike voice emerged from the darkness.

"Shinobi Angel?" the young ninja asked.

"Yes, my little one. If you agree to become my student, then this is the consequence…"

"C-consequence?"

A great, snaky neck protruded from the ceiling, green eyes glowing maliciously. Without a pause, Anko could feel fangs sinking into her neck, followed by intense pain. Then, absolutely nothing.


"Aaugh!" Anko screamed, her curse seal burning her.

"No…I won't let you!" she tried hard to fend off the grey waves that would swallow her consciousness. But before she had lost sight of all light, Anko could barely see what could only be the metallic lustre of… a ninja headband?

"No…uh…" the Jounin slumped to the floor.

From the rafters, a glimmering hitai-ate formed the last light source in the entire room. The strange kunoichi hid her face in shadow and clicked her communicator on.

"ANBU headquarters, Lady Anko is in grave danger. Hurry, before it's too late to save her…"

To Be Continued…


Tsuki: Well, that took a long time to type! And I'm typing this in the middle of writing a stupid scholarship essay thing; my mom's not going to be happy. Anyway, Lee and I hope you liked this chapter!

Lee: If none of you readers appreciate Tsuki-san's form of literature, than I shall be forced to use my URA RENGE!

Tsuki: Lee-kun, that almost killed you.

Lee- I promised you, I shall protect you and your works of writing until I die! YOSH!

Tsuki: Thanks, Lee-kun…