Here's Chapter 2
This chapter doesn't seem as serious as the other chapters I've ever done, so if it doesn't sound like me, I'm sorry.
Any questions, just ask and I'll answer… unless it's about me. Then I'll direct you to someone who can help you.
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Chapter 2: Ghost, Chain, and Dagger
He stood on the edge of the tower, looking down at the carnage and destruction below him.
It began not 10 minutes ago, but already there was wide spread death in the village below him. The two invading forces came from two sides, one from the East, and one from the West, in an effort to crush them. It was so far effective, but there was a reason for that.
He hadn't taken part yet.
He wasn't being arrogant; it was the truth.
He was definitely stronger than most of these ninja combined. Maybe those other ninja were stronger, but he knew he could easily wipe out all three of these forces by himself. Then again, he could probably take almost the entire village by himself, and easily slaughter them without so much as a scratch.
He sighed, realizing the futility of his thoughts.
He knew almost nothing would be able to touch him these days.
Once again, a sigh escaped his mouth.
Maybe the Shinigami would let him go one day….
A laugh resounded in his mind, and Naruto sighed for the third time.
"Got to get these pointless hopes out of my mind," He said to the wind, his voice becoming one with it and giving his voice a hollowly sound. He looked down, and saw the Konoha nins getting killed. "Time to go fulfill my god given debt," He said, his voice once again becoming one with the wind.
Then he jumped faced down into the ground from 300 feet from the sky, sinking into the ground as soon as he impacted against it.
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"Kuso!" Anko shouted, her wrist flicking forward, a kunai flying from it. It caught the oncoming Oto-nin in the shoulder, the force of it flinging him around. Her foot shot out, hitting another Oto-nin that had been approaching her in the ankle, breaking it and effectively crippling him. Before the Oto-nin could fall, however, the back of her palm came, and hit the man underneath his chin, breaking his neck. She had no time to rest, as a Suna-nin came forward, a short dagger in his hands. He jumped into the air, a fatal mistake, as Anko had pivoted on her right foot, and spun around. Her left foot caught the prospective killer to a halt, and the force of the blow sent him back a couple of feet into another Suna-nin. Two more Oto-nin approached quickly, keeping themselves low to the ground. Each of them held a guitar like object in their hands, which they were strumming rapidly. Anko resisted the urge to drop her weapons and cover her ears, as the sounds were seeping into to her mind and disrupting her thoughts.
She grunted in pain, as a fist was slammed into her face, and she was blown back into a wall.
These waves of Oto and Sand nin were endless, coming in ground after group. She, along with the other Tokubetsu Jonin, had been forced to sit in and watch the Chunin exams.
It was sort of interesting, as a kunoichi named Tsuki Yoko had gone against the genius prodigy, Hyuga Neji, and had fought against him in the first round of the Chunin, Final Exam.
Her prowess showed in the way she fought against the Hyuga's Kaiten, using her extraordinary strength to destroy the ground beneath their feet, making the terrain rocky and hard to maneuver in. This also gave the Hyuga a disadvantage, as he was no longer able to use his Kaiten, which required him to have a flat surface area. This also put her at a disadvantage also, as it was difficult to see past the rocky outcrops she had created.
In the end, she had lost her way, and had run directly into Neji's Juken, as it slammed into her 64 times, courtesy of his Hakke Rokujūyon Shō (Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms). She was knocked unconscious and Shiranui Genma, a fellow Tokubetsu Jonin, had declared him winner.
Afterwards, the lazy genius Nara Shikimaru defeated a Suna kunoichi by the name of Temari, the amount of shadows created by the earlier battle giving Shikimaru a huge advantage with his Kagemane no jutsu.
After that, the brother of Temari, Kankuro, forfeited his battle with the bug user Aburame Shino, who looked slightly peeved at his decision.
The battle after theirs was the one every one had been waiting for, the main reason why many damiyos and important people came from all over the continent, hoping to see a battle that promised to be great.
A true clash of the Titans, only scaled down to miniature versions and with less power.
Sabuku no Gaara versus Uchiha Sasuke, the last loyal member of the illustrious Uchiha clan.
Many were people were worried the Uchiha would not show, as he had been absent from the beginning of the Final Exam. He arrived just in time though, right before he was set to battle against Gaara with his sensei Kakashi by his side.
He had fought against Gaara for a little while, using a combination of Taijutsu and Ninjutsu, none of which could penetrate Gaara's defense. In turn, the red haired boy had manipulated his sand in an attempt to defeat the fighting Uchiha. Unfortunately, the Sharingan using boy was too quick for the sand wielder. It was a stand still for the longest times, each giving blows and dodging them, or in Gaara's case, defending.
It was finally stopped, when the Gaara had covered his body in a dome of sand. Sasuke had tried punching through, first with brute force followed by various jutsu, but none of which worked.
Then he unveiled the reason why he had been late. The Chidori, Kakashi's only original jutsu. Even the Kazekage was impressed at the twelve year old boy. He had already learned to use an A-Ranked Jutsu in less a month.
It pierced the side of Gaara's dome, and the sound of screaming could be heard from within. What happened next was a blur, as a jutsu befell the area of the arena, knocking out all those who had been unfortunate to feel its effects, sans the ANBU, Tokubetsu Jonin, Jonin, Sakura, and Yoko, who had all immediately recognized the effects of it and had cast it off at once. Kakashi had ordered his student Sakura to help some of the Tokubetsu Jonin in waking up the civilians and other shinobi, along with her teammate Yoko, while the other ninja helped repel the shinobi attacking the gates.
After finding out that Sasuke was nowhere to be found, Kakashi had summoned one of his ninken, a little pug named Pakkun. The dog led Shikimaru, who had only feigned sleep, Sakura, and Yoko away to go find Sasuke.
The rest of them had stayed and fought.
Along the way, Anko and Genma had been separated from the rest of the Jonin and Tokubetsu Jonin.
She picked her body up from the ground where she had fallen, and flung her hand out, calling out a Sen'eijashu. Several snakes flew towards the ninja attacking Genma, and he fell dead.
Anko jumped high into the air, and flung two kunai at two different opponents while upside down. They struck both of them dead on, one through the heart and one through the head.
She landed gracefully on the floor, her hands held out in front of her and willing to use more kunai if possible.
"We need to find the others," Genma said from behind her, throwing the senbon he had in his mouth at a ninja foolishly running into them. "We can't keep this up forever, and my arm is getting tired."
"Stop whining, Genma." Anko said, handling the kunai she had in her hand with ease. She ducked low to avoid a horizontal sword slash at her, and held her kunai in a reverse grip. After the blade had passed over her head, she went back up, holding the kunai in her right hand and bringing it sliding across the throat of the sword wielding shinobi. She then flipped the kunai over, so the blade was not reversed, and flicked her wrist, watching with satisfaction as it pinned someone's vest to the wall, impaled through their chest. "We're supposed to be Tokubetsu Jonin after all."
She laughed merrily, as she snatched a kunai out of the air, and flung it back to the thrower.
Her laugh was cut short however, when a kunai slashed through her left leg, causing her to nearly fall. She gave a cry of pain, which concerned Genma, who was curretly fighting hand to hand with a shinobi.
"You alright?" he asked, blocking a strike to his groin with his knee. Then he punched the man in the face, causing him to bleed and fall back.
"I'm fine," Anko said, taking another kunai from her pouch and spinning it by the handle. She blocked a kunai in the air with it, and stabbed the kunai into the shoulder of a shinobi who had run up to her. She took the kunai he held in his hands, and slashed it across the top of his skull, cutting cleanly through. Then she threw the kunai at another individual coming towards her.
She reached into her kunai pouch, only to find she had none left.
"Kuso," She cursed under her breath, kicking out to a shinobi who dodged with her good leg. "I'm out of kunai."
She pivoted on her bad foot, causing her mild pain, and delivered a straight kick to an oncoming shinobi. A Katon jutsu came towards them, and they both had to dodge to jump.
"We can't take much more of this," Genma panted, "These guys may all be Chunin level and easy, but there are just too much of them."
"You're right, we should re…"
She suddenly shivered for a second, as did the rest of the ninja around them.
Something very cold had just passed by them, causing them all to pause.
It was a sunny day, so how could it have been cold. It was akin to jumping into a cool lake in the summer, and coming out to meet the cold chill of winter.
On all the minds of the shinobi, they thought the same thing, 'What the hell was that?'
Anko herself thought that, as she shivered again, remembering the sensation. She caught a kick coming towards her middle, and pulled the attacker towards her. Then she gave him a head butt, combining the momentum of the pull and the force of her push to knock the man out.
Behind her, Genma suddenly cried out.
She twirled around, hitting two ninja in the face with her fists in the process.
"What?" She cried out. Then she saw Genma's back. He had a fist impaled through the right side of his chest, a big man standing in front of him. "Genma!" She cried, grabbing two kunai from the air that had been sailing towards her. She then threw them, but didn't think of the consequences.
A shiver ran through her at the last second, and she wasn't able to throw them with all the force she could have. It turned out to be a semi-good, semi-bad thing, as the two kunai hit Genma in the stomach, and impaling them inside him with a soft thud. The kunai only went an inch in at each place, but it still didn't lessen the pain.
A more powerful shiver ran through them all, and they all froze.
"How pathetic. Think before you throw, baka." A voice said from behind the big man. It seemed to flow with the wind, which had become cold, and distort it somewhat, giving it a hollow sound.
The big man slid Genma off his fist, turning around.
As he turned, Anko caught a quick glimpse of white, before charging the big man from behind. A snake came from, her wrist, and hit the man on his neck. It bit down, the poison acting fast.
The man gave a scream before falling over onto the floor, revealing the person that had spoken.
"Bourei…" Anko whispered, before a cold chill hit her skin.
The man stood in front of her. He had pale skin. He had white hair, which was short in the front and only went down to his forehead. In the back, it was long enough to tie into a ponytail, and went possibly down past his shoulder blades. Beneath his right eye, on the cheek, was the kanji for Life, written in black ink. He was wearing a white trench coat, a little like hers except a different color, but he had two vertical lines starting from one side of his coat, over the shoulder, and down the other side, one on each side of his coat. Beneath the trench coat, he seemed to be wearing a simple black shirt, which was tucked in and seemed to shine a little. A large white belt obscured this fact from view though. He wore black pants, which also seemed to shine, and ended on his feet, upon which were a pair of black shinobi sandals. The most interesting thing about him, however, was the fact he seemed see through a little, as if he weren't there.
"Maybe you should tend to your comrade. After all, I'm not going to be here soon. Everyone in this sector is already dead." and it was true. The ground behind the ghost was littered with bodies. All of them were torn apart and frozen, no blood spilling onto the street.
Anko just stared at him, fear and wonder on her face. This was the Konoha no Bourei (I think that's Konoha's Ghost…I'm not sure though.). She was probably the closest person to ever be by him, as people had only caught glimpse of him.
"Hey, hebi-hime…" He said, his voice meshing with the wind. He walked back and forth, her eyes following him with each step. He let out a sigh and pointed to Genma, who was lying on the floor bleeding. "When you stop staring and wondering, take the senbon guy to someone, because he's dying right now." Genma groaned in his unconscious sleep.
A moment passed, and Anko shook her head. It was no time to be hallucinating about urban myths. She quickly picked up Genma, and ran off, shouting out, "Thanks, hallucination!"
He just sighed, watching the dust cloud the woman made. This village truly was filled with idiots…
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"Ah!" Sasuke cried out, the fist made of sand crashing into him, sending him flying into a tree, to be caught by Yoko.
"Thanks, Yoko-chan." She smiled a cheeky smile, and landed on the ground.
Yoko was considered by many to be a very pretty girl. She wore simple clothes, just a white shirt, and shinobi pants that went to her shins. At her feet, she wore plain shinobi sandals. Over her white shirt, she wore a black short sleeve shirt, which she always left open. Her hair normally lay back and was long enough to go down her back, but in battle, she tied it into a ponytail. Setting on the bridge of her nose was always a pair of glasses, framed with black. They did nothing to hide her startling green eyes, however.
"Don't mention it, Sasuke-kun." She said, before Sasuke blacked out in her arms.
Ever since the academy, many people thought they would do well together. After all, they were the best rookies at the academy, and had always tied each other in everything, with Sasuke having more speed, while Yoko had the strength.
Many people, namely the boys and girls of their respective fan clubs at the academy, were jealous of their "relationship" which in reality, a rivalry where one would try to out do the other.
"Sasuke-kun!" cried the pink haired girl, Sakura, running over to them with Pakkun. Even surpassing their intelligence, Sakura was the smartest of the three of them. She was their tactician, the one who would make the plans. At first, many teams complained of the unevenness of the teams, but soon saw the advantages of having the top two rookies and the highest graded girl in the class paired together.
They all worked surprisingly well with each other, even managing to take Kakashi by surprise during the bell test, when Sakura figured out they needed to work as a team, and made a plan which Sasuke and Yoko had followed, even getting the bells from Kakashi, right before the time ran out.
Initially, Sakura was reluctant to work with Yoko, hearing of her special relationship with Sasuke. After having Yoko explain, however, left her feeling hopeful, and had enabled them to complete missions not many Genin teams could handle.
Sakura ran over to Sasuke, and examined him. He seemed to be bleeding internally, and could probably not take another direct hit from Gaara, who had morphed into some hybrid monster like thing.
"We need a plan, Sakura-chan." Yoko said, looking up at the rampaging Gaara. Sasuke had hoped to defeat the boy alone, and had been doing quite well, until he had changed.
After that, it had taken all three of them, except for Shikimaru, who had left to detour their pursuers, to try and save Sasuke from Gaara's wrath.
"From what I've seen of him," Sakura said, analyzing the situation, "He seems like he's really strong."
Yoko could not help but shake her head at the obvious information. "Well, of course he's strong. He's beaten us."
Sakura thought for a moment, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. "That sand of his seems to stop all of our attacks." She said, after thinking. "All of our attacks would be futile, unless we had Lee's speed, which none of us has."
"Then what do we do?" Yoko asked, worriedly looking at the half human, half sand monster thing Gaara had become.
""I hate to say it, and Sasuke would hate me for saying it if he were awake, but I think we need to make a strategic retreat."
"YOU WANT US TO RUN AWAY!" Bellowed Yoko, angry at the mere thought. She no longer cared of attracting the attention of the Gaara, who had looked over at the sound of the voice.
"Yoko-chan, calm down." Sakura said, in a vain attempt to shut her up. Gaara was looming dangerously closer, and she doubted they would be able to defend themselves against him. "We're not running away. It's a strategic retreat…."
"STRATEGIC RETREAT MY ASS!" She yelled, Gaara a couple of yards away from them. "THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL I'M GOING TO…"
Sakura screamed, as Gaara raised his fist, and sent it crashing down where Yoko was.
Yoko barely had time to turn and widen her eyes, before the fist came down.
She saw her life go before her eyes.
Memories of her family, her little brother whom she had promised to take him up the highest tree in Konoha, and look down at it. Her father, who had been so proud of her when she graduated from the Academy. Her mother, who had supported her all the way. She would soon be leaving them all behind, so she closed her eyes and waited, not wanting to see her end.
After a moment, she felt nothing, except a cold chill on her skin.
Opening her eyes, she saw a shadow on the ground.
Looking above her, was the sand fist of Gaara, which was frozen in mid air. She stared, fascinated by the fist that was above her.
"Baka-nin," said a voice, mixed with the wind. "Get out from under the hand of sand, so I don't hurt you and hurt me."
Yoko looked behind her to see a boy, dressed in white and around her height, with his arms folded and looking at her with dead blue eyes.
The ground beneath his feet was had frosted over, and it seemed like he was the reason the fist had stopped.
Yoko was just looked at him in wonder. He seemed so unearthly and unnatural, at least until he sighed.
"Why do all of you stupid ninja just stare? Aren't you guys trained to face things you don't normally see?" The boy put his palm to his forehead, and shook his head in disappointment.
Yoko just stared at him some more, and he shook his head. "Yondaime-teme…" He said, looking above him. "Why'd you do this…?" He turned his attention back to Yoko, who seemed to be recovering.
"Are you focused now?" He asked her, to which she pointed to herself and quirked an eye brow. He just sighed, and cursed under his breath. "I guess you're not. If you value your life though, I suggest you get out from here. The ice is thawing, and when it does, all this sand will fall on you, obliterating all the work I've done to save you."
Yoko shook her head, to clear her thoughts, and jumped out from underneath the hand, as all the sand fell. She watched as the boy sighed again, as the sand crushed him beneath itself.
Yoko just stared in shock. If only she had been fast enough to save his life as he had been, then she might have saved him…
"Good," The boy's voice coming from behind her. He was leaning against a tree, his arms folded. "It looks like you actually reacted this time."
"Y-Y-Y-Y-Y," She couldn't finish her sentence.
"I should be dead?" He finished for her.
She said nothing, and only nodded her head.
"My dear baka-nin." He said, looking her straight in the eye. "A man can only die once, and I've already fulfilled that part of the bargain."
Her eyes widened to unimaginable sizes and she between him, and then at her teammates.
She screamed, and ran over to her teammate with the pink hair, grabbed her and Sasuke, and ran. Sakura looked bewildered, having been forcibly taken from her place by a panicked Yoko.
He sighed. "These Konoha-nin are fools."
A fist made of sand smashed down where he was, covering him completely.
He sighed once more, and floated to the top of the fist and stood on it. It looked like it had taken less than a single second, as if he had just teleported there. (no, he can't teleport.)
The eyes of the sand monster widened, as a translucent chain came from the left hand sleeve of the boy's coat.
"Guess I have to do my duty then." He said, grabbing hold of the seven foot long chain by the side closest to his hand. At the very end of the chain was a dagger like object, which seemed more solid than the rest of the chain. He lifted it the chain, and swung it around the fist of the beast. He caught it by the other side of the chain, the dagger side facing him. (think Daggertail from Prince of Persia: The Two Thrones)
He pulled up, splitting the fist in half, as the chain tore through it.
The red headed kid howled in pain. "Who… who are you?" He questioned him.
"A ghost," Was his simple response.
"A chain." He took the dagger that had been on the end of the chain, and held it in his right hand. He held his left arm straight out, and the chain seemed to suck itself back into the sleeve of his coat.
He held up the dagger he had taken from the chain. It was a bit longer than a normal one, at a whole foot long. It was a pure white, and translucent, just like the chain.. "And a dagger."
He suddenly sunk into the ground, faster than Gaara could comprehend. He felt cold suddenly, and as fast as it was there, it was gone. He looked down, for he had a feeling of what had just happened. The only arm of his half Shukaku form was cut off, and frozen from the elbow down.
He stared at in shock, and then put his head back up.
The boy was standing on the branch right across from him, facing him. He had the blade held reversed in his right hand, his left hand laying limply at his side.
"What are you?" He asked, fear going into his eyes. He had never felt cold before. He had never faced an opponent as fast as this. Not even Rock Lee who had the Gates opened moved as fast as this man.
He just sighed, and looked straight at him, "You shouldn't ask questions during a fight." He said wisely, before suddenly disappearing off the branch.
Gaara felt the cold again, and attempted to move.
He could do nothing however, as the branch he had been standing on had suddenly fallen, taking him along with it.
His hand shot out, sand forming around it. He shot it out, towards another tree, hoping to impale it and stop his fall.
It did not work however, as in a second, the arm of sand was frozen, half of it missing.
Gaara watched as a frozen chunk of sand landed on the forest floor and broke, as he also fell to the floor with a thud that sounded through the green forest.
He lay there, looking at the sky for a moment.
"What… is he?" He asked himself.
He felt cold, and it stayed this time, not like the last two times, when it only lasted for a moment. He shivered subconsciously.
He turned his head to the ground, and looked at his right hand. He tried moving it, but it seemed as if something had frozen it.
He tried moving the rest of his body, but it seemed he was now fully frozen.
"Do not waste your time in the beginning." The voice said. Gaara hadn't noticed it before, but when the man walked, everything seemed to grow a layer of frost around it, as if turned cold by his mere presence. "Do not try to gauge your opponent's strength. You must go all out from the get go, or you create a risk for yourself."
"What risk?" Gaara asked. He tried moving the sand without his hands, but it wouldn't respond.
"There is a possibility for everything. Though nothing is true, and everything is permissible, that does not mean there are no possibilities." He responded, going to Gaara and putting his face right next to his, "Do you surrender?"
Gaara tried even harder to move his sand, but nothing he could do would work. He did not respond, and the man chuckled a little. "You wish to fight, even at the end."
He continued trying, refusing to be beaten by this man. There were no sounds in his mind, which was new to him. All his life, he had heard the maniacal screams of the one-tailed bijuu, but this was the first time he heard nothing. It was as if this man was able to silence him, without doing a thing.
"Your sand won't work for you." He said, crossing his arms. "This is my last offer. Do you surrender?"
Gaara desperately tried to get a hold of Shukaku, or his sand. He did not want to be beaten by this man, who hadn't even given him a fight.
"Very well then," The ghost said, the sound of his chain falling from his arm as the individual links clinked together. "Say hello to gray man for me."
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He raised the chain, and attached the dagger onto the end that he had taken it off of.
Just as he was about to bring it down, a gust of wind swept the area, and the dagger impaled itself into a large metal fan which had been thrown to protect the red haired boy.
He just sighed, and looked at the blonde haired girl who had come out of the trees, and was now standing over the boy, her arms held out, as if she could stop him.
"Please, don't kill him!" She screamed at him.
He winced, and backed up one step. Her voice was loud. None the less, he pulled the chain towards him, carrying the fan with it. He caught hold of the fan with his right hand, and struggled to hold it.
'This is a heavy fan..' He thought, putting it down and pulling out his dagger. He swung his chain around with his right hand, hearing as it howled in a circle.
"PLEASE!" She yelled, making him stop twirling the dagger. She was really loud. She put her hands to her face, and sobs racked her body. "Please don't…" She said more quietly.
He just rolled his eyes, and started swinging the chained dagger again. A tear fell from her eye, and landed on the ground. "Please…"
He sighed, and stopped swinging the dagger. She put her hands down, and showed him her puffy red eyes. She had hope in them, though they were quickly dashed when she saw he had just taken the dagger off and was steadily approaching them.
"NO!" She cried out, the force of her voice blowing him back and onto the ground. She had put her hands back onto her face, crying into it more now.
He sighed, exasperated.
He turned to the girl, and looked at her. She was still crying, and was now kneeling and sobbing onto the form of the red haired boy, who looked distressed at their closeness.
He sighed again. "Why do you want to save him?" He said to her.
She sniffled, and wiped her nose with the back of her hand. "He's my brother," She said, her nose stuffy.
"Well, I have to kill your brother right now," He said as gently as he could, stowing the dagger into his right sleeve. "So could you please…"
"NO!" She cried again, throwing herself over the red haired boy. A sigh escaping from him once again, he walked forward.
She turned her head to face him, and screamed, "STAY AWAY!"
He was blown back once more by the force of her voice. She saw this strange behavior, and looked puzzled by it.
He stood up, looking irritated. "Please… stop yelling." He said, hitting his head to get the sound of her voice out.
"THEN STAY AWAY!" She yelled again.
He was blown back once more; though this time he ended up with his back facing the air.
"I don't believe this…" He grumbled, putting his hands to the ground and bringing himself to his feet.
It seemed the blonde haired girl had figured out that if she screamed enough, then he would get blown back. Hence the reason why she was now screaming at the top of her lungs.
"STAY AWAY! STAY AWAY! STAY AWAY!" She yelled, louder every time.
Suddenly, she felt cold saw the boy standing a single foot away from her brother, his dagger raised in the air.
"NO!" She screamed at him, still certain it would work.
Before the sound reached his ears, he vanished, leaving the blonde girl even more puzzled.
"Huh?"
"Huh indeed." A voice said from behind her, a hand wrapping itself around her mouth. "I just have to kill your brother and be on my way, okay?" He whispered into her ear. The words sounded sweet to her, but the voice did not.
Her whole body was shivering now, the effects of him going close to her. She felt parts of her body go cold and numb, as they froze. The tips of her ears felt heavy, and the tears that had been spilling from her eyes turn to ice.
"Do you understand?" He said quietly into her ear. His breath seemed to be speeding up the freezing process. Now that she thought of it, every time the boy sighed, his breath was clearly visible.
She shook her head, and she heard and felt him sigh. He let go of her, and she ran back to Gaara.
"What part don't you understand?" He asked her, irritated. He looked to the village, where a large square box was. "Before you answer, don't scream, please." He added.
She closed her mouth quickly. She had been about to do just that. "Why do you want to kill my brother?" She asked him.
He responded, "Because, it's my duty. Your brother had destructive intentions towards this village, and in the bargain I am part of, I have to kill every threat to this village."
She sat there, her hands on her ears. She was rubbing them, and trying to make them get warmer. Gaara still lay frozen off to the side, but she was thawing quickly.
"How do I get you to not kill him?" She asked him quietly, looking at her brother.
He had been listening to everything his sister and the ghost had been saying, even where she had offered to protect him. He had been surprised by that. He thought she would have hated him, he having destroyed almost all chances of her personal life.
"Well…" The ghost said, placing his hand under his chin and scratching.
"I'll do anything," She pleaded, looking at him desperately. "Anything." She added, trying to make sure the ghost caught her drift. After all, she had heard stories of ghosts being very lonely.
"Whoa!" The ghost cried out desperately, holding his arms out and shaking them, the chains clinking beneath his sleeves. "I'm not that kind of guy!"
"Then…" She said, looking over to her brother, whose eyes had widened to the size of basketballs.
"No!" The ghost yelled, his eyes also widening. "I admit you look like a nice girl," This caused her to blush slightly, even though it was a little creepy doing that because of a dead man, "But I don't know you!"
"So then, what can I do?" She asked him, still pleading.
He sighed, and looked at her. She looked desperate, while the other one was looking confused.
He sighed again, and said, "Leave your Hidden Village, and join Konoha."
Silence fell over the area, as birds flew overhead.
"What?" disbelief crawling into her voice. Her eyes wide and filled with anger and shock, the same look mirrored on her brother. It would be an embarrassment to them if they just left their village to go to another, much less one that they were going to war with, while they were still having the war. They would immediately be ordered kill on sights if that happened.
"Unless your brother," He said, looking at the red haired boy, then at the girl with blonde hair, "Or you, come to think of it, seeing as you're a threat, though only a minor one," Her face grew red with anger at being called a minor threat, "Switch villages, or I have to kill you."
"NOW, HOLD ON… She screamed, but was cut off, when she saw the ghost disappear into the ground and the cold creep onto her.
"Last time," He whispered into her ear, his breath freezing it upon contact, "I'm going to warn you. Do-not-scream."
She nodded her head fearfully, and he was suddenly back where he had been before, less than a second passing in between.
"Now, what is your decision?" He asked, folding his arms and waiting for their answer.
She looked to her brother, whose eyes were still wide. She could never tell what she was thinking, but it was clear to her now what it was.
She reached to her headband, and pulled a kunai from her pouch.
"We accept." and she made a quick slash across the symbol of Suna, showing her now missing nin status.
A grim smile crept onto the ghost's face. "Good, then let's go and save the Hokage, who is currently fighting for his life over there, while you were making me wait." He pointed his thumb over behind him, to where the square dome was.
"W-W-Wait…" A raspy voice called to them, turning their attentions toward Gaara. "Why are you so powerful?"
The ghost just looked back at him, "Because I have a goal."
"A goal?" rasped out Gaara, who was now beginning to thaw.
"Yes," The ghost said, "A goal."
"What goal?"
"My goal."
"What is you goal?"
"My own goal?" asked the ghost, confused.
The blonde haired girl just smacked her forehead in exasperation. These two could probably go on forever.
"Didn't you say we had important business?" She asked the ghost.
"You're right. We shouldn't be wasting our time here." He continued walking forward, only to be stopped once again by Gaara's call.
"What about me?" He asked, his fingers almost able to move again.
The blonde girl sighed, hoping to avert another useless conversation. "We'll get you later. We can't get you now."
They started walking again, before being stopped by Gaara, for the third time. "Who are you?" He asked, directed to the backs of the two individuals leaving.
"Gaara, don't ask th…."
The boy had stopped, and was now staring at Gaara, his blue eyes colder than the chill he brought with him. "The Konoha no Bourei," He answered, eliciting responses from the two former Suna nins. "Uzumaki Naruto."
It seemed like it hurt for him to say that, as he had immediately taken a wince soon after.
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So many distractions in my life… but I think I can finally get back to where I once was with the first fours chapters I ever wrote, where they were each at least 5k or more.
Anyways, if you have any questions about Naruto in this fic, or the behaviors of the characters, feel free to ask. I know someone is going to wonder….
If you see any inconsistencies with this chapter, please notify me immediately, and I will change them.
Dokugin
Word Count: 6,364
Page Count: 14
Time: Roughly 8 hours