Once again, happy holidays! This is late, but inspiration is a bitch. Back to the story!
Disclaimer: I own neither Naruto© or The Christmas Carol©, but I think I own this story.
A Holiday Revelation:
The Shark, the Weasel, and the past.
Sauske looked at Itachi, Itachi looked at Sauske, and they looked at each other. Sauske didn't bother asking, curse seals sprouted from his neck, covering his body like a second skin until he looked like a demon. In short, his curse seal level two. His hand glowed with purple energy as he burst forward and thrust his hand into Itachi's heart. He was both surprised and giddy as his hand went strait into Itachi's chest.
"Well now that our greetings are done, maybe I should explain myself." Itachi sounded completely normal, not the voice usually associated with a dead person. Sauske concentrated on where his hand was and cursed. Itachi was the same see through blue that Naruto was, but the area around his hand was just hollow. No blue at all. Sauske let his seal go and stepped back. The area once again formed over with blue.
"You can't hurt me in this form, though the boss said I could hurt you." Itachi poked Sauske in the nose. "So let's just sit down like adults, and get me some of that eggnog Naruto was talking about."
Sauske looked at him with a look he normally reserved for people that stood up in the middle of a church sermon and announce that they were taking up Devil worship, and that the entire congregation was invited to their house for black mass and coffee. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!" Sauske was sure that his yell would be heard even from the village, and that help was on the way.
"I am here to show you your past Christmases, with the hope that they will make you happy." After Sauske glared at him he continued, "The Akatsuki are in need of extra money, and so we are spreading Christmas cheer with our sprit separation jutsu, and selling it to other villages. Now are you going to come quietly, or are we going to have to hurt you?"
"I will never do anything quit with you! I will kill you!" Sauske plucked several shuriken off the wall and chucked them at Itachi, but just before he could finish the throwing motion, a pair of hands put him into a stranglehold. "Where do you want him Itachi?" Sauske looked up to see what can only be described as a human shark crossbreed gone wrong.
After struggling Sauske decided to try to use wit to get himself out of the problem. "So were you just an ugly as hell baby, or did you dad have a thing for bestiality?"
"Actually, there is a funny story behind that, it even happened on Christmas." The surrounding began to blur, but the second they did all three ninjas started looking around. "What the hell just happened?"
"Kisame, pay attention to the damn meetings. We are currently the embodying Christmas past, and being as this…event apparently happened on Christmas, you thinking about it too hard will send us back. But when you started looking around, you lost focus. Let's try again just for kicks." And they did that.
They soon stood in a nicely decorated room, it was so nicely decorated that it looked like it was out of a picture book. There was a beautifully adorned Christmas tree, tinsel was hung around the entire room, and a small pile of gifts were laying in front of a small, rather giddy boy. There was a sleeping older lady and a semi drunk man sitting on the couch, watching as the boy opened the gifts. Sauske was about to ask where the hell Kisame was when the kid opened his mouth and started talking. "Wow! Thanks a lot Dad! You were right; Santa does give us everything you want! Shark books, a huge shark plush, everything shark-y I could want!"
Young Kisame's father hiccupped in a drunk way, and then leaned forward. "Well you know, since daddy is the best hic surgeon in the village, I can even make you look like a shark!" Young Kisame's eyes sparkled, "Really dad? Cool! Lets go!" And the two walked, err, one walked and the other stumbled, out the door. The surroundings faded, and they were once again in the room.
"So why did it stop?" Sauske asked, forgetting that he was still being a captive. "Well after that I kinda blacked out. And people wonder why I left my village."
"Back to the point Kisame, we have to start showing him his past." Kisame nodded. "Ok brother, just think. You were seven, and it was Christmas, and you were staying up waiting for Santa." Sauske unintentionally did think of said moment, and soon they were there.
Young Sauske was hidden behind the Christmas tree facing the chimney. It was well past twelve's clock, and he was pretty sure that Santa was supposed to have been here before now. He was getting sleepy, but he had to stay up to meet Santa. He blinked, then shook his head. He needed, to, yawn st..ay awa…ke…snore.
Young Sauske woke up, and looked outside, and then he realized. It was Christmas! But wait, Santa had never come, he sighed and pulled the covers over his head. "Sauske! Get you but out of bed! Dad says we can't open anything till you get here! Young Sauske's eyes widened and he burst out of bed and into the living room. Laying in front of the tree was a hug pile of presents. Itachi, his mother and father were all sitting down around the tree, and Itachi whooped, before jumping into his pile of gifts.
Sauske smiled, Santa had come! He must have come after I fell asleep and put me in bed! Current Sauske cringed as his family started having a happy holiday. "You know Itachi, if you wanted to make me happy, why did you show me what is no longer achievable."
"Well there were two reasons. One, look at how happy you were. You were willing to give up your sleep for a peek at an aging fat guy. That king of belief in what is unseen is what you need today, to help you once again believe in your village, your old friends, and most importantly, Christmas. That is all I can show you, remember, soon the next sprits will come and they will show you what you need to see."
Kisame let go of Sauske and melted into the floor, leaving Sauske and Itachi alone. "There is one more thing I must tell you that will help your Christmas experience. That is, in short, that this eggnog kicks ass." Sauske screamed and attacked, but by the time he was close enough Itachi had disappeared.
"I am so going to ki…wait; I'm already going to kill him." Sauske grabbed the eggnog, and finding that it did in fact have alcohol in it, chugged it all. He then went to his medicine cabinet, popped a couple of Lunestas into his mouth, and went back to bed.
He was rudely awakened some time later; by a yell that he was sure had set off all of the traps around the house. He listened, and was rather pissed to find that they were continuing. He considered the past few events that night, and plucked a kunai with an explosive tag on it. He activated the tag, waited so that it only had two seconds left on it. He chucked it into the kitchen. There were several confused yells and a not very confused explosion. He smiled and walked back into the kitchen, and laughed manically at the destruction.
What had once been a nice, if rather undecorated kitchen now looked like the site of a catastrophe. The only thing that resembled its old self was the refrigerator, which was not missing its door. "No Christmas cheer getting into this house now! Suck it Itachi!" Sauske decided he deserved a reward for this great dead, and went over to the fridge to grab some ice-cream that he had gotten for some reason the previous week. He was about to spoon out a bowl, but just before his spoon hit, the bow moved. His brow furrowed, and he tried again. It moved again.
Sigh "Let me guess, you damn spirit shits can make yourselves invisible, right?"
"Actually I'm just under the tab-OW! Don't hit me!" Sauske flipped the table, to reveal a the ghostly form of Choji being beaten over the head by Tsunade.
"Well this is interesting."
Well that was fun. A little late, but fun. The next two parts will be up by the end of January. If these seem weird, it is supposed to be. Reviews would be nice.