Okay, I've been forgetting the disclaimer a lot so here it is:
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto...no matter how much I try.
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"Hey, you look just like…"
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"It's the demon!"
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"Shacking up with underage girls, now that's low."
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"Are you alright? That was quite a fall."
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"You have a photo shoot in an hour, get up!"
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"Huh? What's going on? Where…oh…oh shit."
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The kunai was thrown just in time to catch onto some of the loose clothing on his back, just barely pinning him to a tree and saving him from smashing into the ground far below.
"What's wrong, Sasuke-kun?" the pink-haired girl was crying as she stared at her idol fall apart, "Naruto is dumb, annoying, and can be a nuisance…but…but at least he's not a coward!"
Sasuke visibly flinched at her verbal assult.
"At least he's never afraid to fight when his friends are in danger!"
Sasuke saw the image of two Sharingan eyes regarding him, "Foolish brother. If you wish to kill me, hate me, detest me…and survive in an unsightly way. Run! Run and cling to life!"
He closed his eyes, "No!" A look of defiance was on his face when he opened his eyes, both of them in the Sharingan state.
Their attacker smiled, "He is definitely part of the Uchiha Clan. His blood must be making him exicited." He crouched down, preparing to attack, "I will take my time to see how strong you are."
Holding a kunai knife in his mouth, a windmill shurikin in one hand, and four kunai in the other, Sasuke thought, "I have to survive to kill my brother. When I realized that I knew that I was being an idiot. How can I kill him if I can't even risk my life here?"
He threw the kunai quickly, but the grass nin was fast. He easily dodged the weapons, moving so swiftly that even the dust that he kicked up couldn't keep up. But with his red eyes, Sasuke could track his every movement, "I can see!"
He grabbed a tree and spun around it, gaining enough momentum to throw the windmill shurikin at an amazing speed. It flew straight at the snake master, who somehow managed to catch it in his mouth.
"Got him!"
Sasuke held a string in his mouth, the tiny, invisible thread was attached to the weapon that the grass ninja held in his jaws. Making a quick hand sign, Sasuke blew a stream of fire straight at his attacker via the thread.
His face melted.
Literally.
But under that face…there was another.
With bright yellow eyes that seemed to see into your soul.
"I'm impressed that you can use the Sharingan so well at such a young age. You live up to the name Uchiha," the man hissed. His original skin was peeling off and the young ninja could see the white skin underneath it.
"I guess I want you after all," he whispered, brushing his hand over the symbol on his headband, revealing that he was truly a sound ninja. "You carry even more potential than Itachi."
"Just who the hell are you?" Sasuke yelled.
The ninja pulled out the heaven scroll he had taken from them, "My name is Orochimaru." The scroll burst into flames.
"No, the scroll!" screamed Sakura.
"If you wish to see me again, get through this exam as if your lives depended on it. In other words, you'll have to defeat my subordinates, the four sound ninja." He smiled, "And trust me, you'll want to see me again." The yellow-eyed man made a strange sign with his hands.
His neck stretched, and took his head with it.
But his body stood still.
His fangs dug into Sasuke's shoulder before his neck shrank back to normal size. A bizarre symbol that looked almost like three flames appeared near the bite mark; Sasuke shrieked in pain, collapsing on the ground.
"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura yelled, running toward him.
Orochimaru ignored her, instead he turned his attention to a nearby tree, "How long do you plan to hide there, Tackle?"
She hopped from her branch and landed in front of the snake master, Sasuke managed to stay conscious long enough to catch a glimpse of her hazel eyes before passing out from the pain.
"Orochimaru," Tackle whispered.
A sharp slap was sent across her face, "That is no way to address your master!" His nails had left a long cut along her left cheek.
Tackle touched her face and looked at her hand to see it covered in blood, her eyes turned to a simple brown, "You hit me…"
Orochimaru took a step backwards, looking at her eyes, "Crash!"
Her green eyes sparked with anger, "You hit me, you bastard! I'll tear you apart!"
She didn't even bother drawing any weapons, she just charged at him in a blind rage. Tackle grabbed him by the shoulders and brought her right knee up in-between his legs; he doubled over in pain and shock. She took advantage of his bent over body by bringing her knee up to meet his forehead; Orochimaru's body was sent upwards again. Stepping onto her right leg, she smacked her elbow into his nose, hearing a satisfying crack. Orochimaru reeled backwards as blood ran from his nose all over his face.
"I know better than to fight you when you're like this," he whispered, as he seemed to melt into the tree.
"No, you asshole! Come back here and fight me!" she screamed. Cursing her opponent, she turned around to face Sakura.
Her eyes were suddenly brown again.
"Are you okay?"
Nod was all the pink-haired ninja could do.
"Good, let's get these guys to a safe place. I assume you want to carry Sasuke…"
Another nod.
"Fine with me," she said, leaping to where Naruto was and unpinning him.
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They were hidden in the roots of a tree, Sasuke and Naruto were lying unconscious next to them with wet towels on their foreheads.
"So I figured you could take the first watch while I sleep then I can take the second…"
"I don't think that'll work…"
"Umm…okay," Sakura said, not wanting to upset her savior, "Then I'll take the first watch and you can take the second…"
"I'm sorry…but…" Tackle's body was swaying from exhaustion, "I get really tired after I fight and…I need to sleep…if you try to wake me up…I'll probably kill you…"
After that, she was dead to the world; fast asleep and unreachable to humans.
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A little girl with brown hair held up in little pigtails and big brown eyes stepped into a dark room. "Daddy? Are you in here, Daddy?"
"Yes, dear. I'm right here," a man was sitting in an upholstered chair in the center of the room.
The girl ran up to the man, "Daddy, you said you wanted to talk to me!" she said, a huge smile across her round face.
A small smile appeared on the man's face, wrinkles deepening around his eyes and mouth, "Yes, Crash, I need to tell you something."
Crash stood there, patiently, waiting for her father to speak.
"I'm sorry, Crash."
"For what, Daddy?" she asked, looking at him with her big, innocent eyes.
The man pulled a kunai knife from a pouch on his leg, "I'm sorry that I have to kill you."
The little girl backed away as her father advanced on her, "But…Daddy…w-why?" tears were beginning to spring into her eyes.
"This is the only way we can bring out your sister's full potential," he whispered lifting the weapon and cutting into her shoulder.
"Ahhh!" she screamed, grasping the wound as blood stained her white, Chinese-style shirt. Tears fell down her face as she looked up at her attacker, who regarded her with cold, black eyes.
He raised the kunai once more and slashed at her throat, hitting her wind pipe.
The little girl stared at the man; a tiny smile crossed her face as she whispered, "I-I love you…Daddy."
She lay dead in a pool of her own blood, not even eight years old.
"Crash?" a girl stood in the doorway of the room. She looked exactly like the dead child on the floor except for her eyes.
They were a bright, sparkling green.
She stumbled over to the body of her twin sister, "Crash? Wake up…Crash! Stop playing right now, wake up!"
"She's dead, Tackle." A woman entered the room and stood next to her murderous husband. She had the same black eyes as he did.
The little girl looked at her parents, her green eyes were glazed over with anger, "You killed Crash…" Her tiny hand grasped the kunai lying on the ground; it had been dropped by her father after he killed her sister.
"YOU KILLED CRASH!"
The entire room was stained with blood when she was done. Her parents had tried to escape her wrath but to no avail, they were both cut to pieces by their eight-year-old daughter.
"Crash," Tackle whispered, cradling the still-warm corpse of her twin, "Why…why did you have to die?"
"What was it that Crash wanted most in the world?"
Tackle looked up to see her older brother bending over her, his black eyes giving the room a once-over. He didn't seem surprised by the blood and dead bodies, as if he was expecting this to happen.
"S-she wanted…she wanted to be the best ninja ever…"
"So why don't you do that for her?"
Tackle stared at her brother, her eyes suddenly hard and determined, "Yes, I'll be the best ninja ever…I'll do it for Crash. I'll take down anyone that gets in my way and reach the highest level of power." She suddenly snapped at her brother, "Don't get in my way, Nii-san."