Shadowclone076 & ItsJustMac
The story goes on, this world is playing out and it must be recorded. On To the Story!
Beta: Animewatcher4685
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto (but I do own the characters I created)
(If inclined, listen to one of these songs, you decide when.)
"Speech"
'Thought'
Reading
"Demon Talking"
Theme song: Ambulance By My Chemical Romance (I don't own them either. Epic Band)
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The rain had nearly stopped by the time the group returned, but it was nightfall and Hidan was soaked, not the best time for a follow-up mission.
"Go on brat, you know where your room is. It's the same room you woke up in." Said Kakuzu; following Hidan with a small bag for some reason. Mac was soaked as well, so much so that his usually spikey red hair was now flat on his head.
"Ok, first thing I need to do is make a jutsu to control the rain, so I never get wet again!" Said Mac, taking off his heavy Akatsuki cloak and hanging it up on a random chair. Sasori was in the same room, staring into the fridge, perhaps wondering what juice tastes like. Ah, the wonders' of what guy thinks about in his quiet moments. Mac looked around the room and saw that in fact this huge room was not the meeting area, it was the kitchen and dining hall (for some, it can be a meeting area).
"How do you like the arm?" Said Sasori, not taking his eyes off of the juice.
"Well, while I think it is 'nifty', feel kinda like Frankenstein." Said Mac, lifting his arm up. He was ripping off Full Metal Alchemist so hard with this arm, but the thing was probably gonna fall off during a fight or something.
"I don't know who that is, but by all means, give it back, it was just an experiment to see how well it worked. Maybe Deidera could make you an arm?" Said Sasori, still blankly staring into the fridge.
Mac thought about this for a moment.
"Ok, good point. I think your arm is great." Said Mac, not especially enthusiastic to have Deidera make him an arm.
Sasori finally closed the fridge, walked over and sat across from Mac, who was just chilling on a chair. He grabbed Mac's fake arm without any warning and inspected it for anything noteworthy.
Mac wanted to pull his arm away, but it was immediately taken off.
"What the hell! I said I like the arm! Why can't I keep it?" Said Mac, now standing, groping the empty area above his elbow.
"This is just a prototype. I will have my real creation finished by tomorrow, I do not need sleep.
Sasori got up and walked off with the arm, leaving Mac stunned by the turn of events.
'Dude, is he trying to be nice to me? Like make me his friend?' Thought Mac.
"Not a chance, he has no emotions, he is a puppet."
'Hey, the guy still has a heart! It's in that round box thing.'
"You don't get it do you? He is using you to experiment his arm models, probably planning to upgrade his own arms if they work."
'Then why didn't he try that in the original series?'
"You not having any arms must have sparked the idea."
'Whatever guy, I know that Sasori must still want a friend, guy want to drink that pop so bad.'
"He missis his humanity, that doesn't mean he still has any."
Mac got up and took his cloak with him. He walked down the dimly lit halls, seeing all of the fellow members of the group getting ready to turn in (well, most of them). When he found his room, he saw that his old clothes were not only repaired, they were cleaned! SOMEONE was trying to buddy up to him, but in a group of psychopaths and murderers, it could be anyone. Except Hidan.
Ichi POV (Meanwhile)
It was raining; Ichi was standing in the training field, arms bandaged in a strait jacket style. His eyes were closed, and a single kunai was in his mouth, teeth holding it to one side. His eye snapped open when movement came out of the nearby bushes. Shuriken went flying at him from all sides; Ichi jumped, avoiding most, deflecting what he couldn't avoid with his mouth kunai.
A ninja was below him, ready with the seal for an earth attack. The jutsu was too fast, it lifted a pillar of rock out of the ground, flying into the sky towards Ichi. Ichi twisted mid-air, slow-mo planting his foot on the side of pillar, pushing off of it to avoid the attack, eyes blazing with the 2 dot Sharingan.
Another ninja was in the sky now as well, bringing a kunai downward for a slash. Ichi bright his face up and intercepted the attack.
*Clang!*
-And following it up with a swift upwards kick, pushing off of the nin to get back to the ground faster. Another nin was waiting on the ground, jumping up to meet Ichi with a kick. Ichi span around, lifting his knee. When he was supposed to be kicked, his knee swiped the kick in a different direction, shifting the momentum and throwing off the attack.
Ichi landed on the ground, tired and satisfied. The sun breaks through and sheds light on the unknown nins faces. Rock Lee, Tenten and random generic nin #7.
"Wow! I did not expect the Sharingan to be able to predict us that fast!" Said Lee, giving Ichi props with a thumb up.
"I have to admit, you dodged a lot of shuriken, and my kunai!" Said Tenten, waving her scroll open, teleporting all the weapons on the battlefield into the scroll.
"Hey! Some of those were mine!" Said the random generic nin.
Lee and Tenten laughed at the sulking nin.
Ichi however stared off into the distance, thinking about something that had been plaguing his mind for a long time.
'Don't screw things up too bad Mac, Please.'
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New Chapter! ItsJustMac offering moral support as well as pointing at nice ideas, Animewatcher4685 Beta reading my story and also fishing out ideas! They are an awesome team to have! So are you, the readers! I upload this for you!
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