Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto…
Author's Note: I made some modifications to this chapter. I thought the fight was inadequate and decided to change it. My apologies yet again…
Cold blood dripped from the fish man's scaly hands. The warm night only got hotter as sweat dropped to mingle with the fallen blood. The three shadowy figures could be seen on a tall stone wall as the moonlight hid into the clouds. It's as if it was the calm before a storm.
"Lance…Uzumaki…" Itachi whispered as his left hand tightly grabbed his dark cape. He quickly tossed it off into the dark night, showing his identical mesh pants and shirt. "Let's see who has the better eye-sight!"
Though dark, both opponents could see clearly every movement around them, even behind.
Lance pushed off his right leg to start a dash at his enemy. Itachi waited for his opponent to reach him before the clash began. Lance launched his attacks while Itachi constantly blocked or dodged. His Sharingan eyes could see Lance's every movement making time move ever so slowly. The constant punches and forearm attacks were quick and solid but Lance would have to move more swiftly to catch the infamous Itachi off-guard.
The white light of the moon appeared again, shining upon the great wall surrounding Konoha. Kisame could only worry about his hands. He couldn't feel anymore pain in it nor could he feel anything. The spikes on the handle of his sword had severed the nerves of his hands. Though painful at first, it didn't take long before the feeling became numb. He could neither lift his sword nor even bend his fingers. His career of being a ninja had to come to an end for him, he thought. He looked at the fight before him, it was astonishing. The movements were ever so graceful and smooth than he's ever seen. It only made the blood-thirsty and now impaired Kisame ever more envious.
Itachi did not once throw an attack for he knew this is what his opponent wanted. Those eyes of Lance could probably see his moves as well as he could his. That man before him was waiting for the opportune moment to strike.
A growl was heard throughout the village causing a tremble on the ground. Lance quickly lifted his right leg and connected his knee to Itachi's stomach with impending force that sent the young Uchiha back a few steps. Lance landed his leg and got ready to leap off the stone ledge back into the village but stopped for a moment.
"If you abduct Naruto, your blood will be spilled! The Uzumaki's are not ones to be used as a pawn for some amateur plan to take over the world!" he stated as he then kicked off his right leg. Itachi stared at Lance who leaped off into the village while his hand slowly rubbed his aching stomach.
'This plan is much more difficult than expected…' he thought as he quickly glared over to Naruto who lay on the ground, paralyzed. Kisame on the other hand just stared at his broken hands. "We should leave; Kakuzu and Hidan should be coming soon for the switch off! We have more than enough time to recover the nine-tailed fox!"
With that, Itachi walked over to the other side of the wall. Kisame just sat on the ground.
"You go ahead, I'll stay here and ward off any followers!" he growled softly. Itachi just shrugged and dashed down the wall using chakra to keep him attached to the stone wall. Kisame just stood up as he spotted five ninjas pointing toward him. "Arrogant little insects, I wonder how long I'll last here…"