Yay! So okay, I'm back from a tiring and over-flowing week break. First you see, I was exhausted and decided not too update any of my stories. Second, I was taken over by the need to write Yaoi One-Shots! Third, I had a Winterguard competition this weekend, which we won second in! w00t! So yeah... this chapter is short and a little filler-ish, just to get me back on track. The next chapter is where things will definately pick up, and you will start seeing MUCH longer chapters.
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The occasional thunk on the floor was the only other thing to be heard in the dark hallways. The sound grew louder as it approached a person in the far corner of the dead end, snapping against the solid ground one last time. The person remained still, seemingly nothing more than an old statue.
"What do you make of this?" The statue voiced a deep smooth sound.
"I'm not sure. Would this interfere with…?" another voice said, raspy and cracked. The person shifted slightly, putting their weight on one foot.
"Your connections with the boy could finally prove to be useful."
"Is that so?" The masculine voice brought his lips together in a tight smirk, trying his best not to grin insanely.
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He had finally found it. It was there, sitting peacefully around a smooth, tanned neck. Itachi wasn't sure to be glad that it was safe from harm, or angry at the female for taking it.
The Weasel forced his eyes to be glued to the girl's neck, for fear of looking anywhere else on her body. He bit his lip behind his mask, willing himself to look away, but couldn't. If he did…
"Do you need something?" A clear, crisp voice rang through the clearing, throwing his train of thought off. His head snapped up to meet a pair of impossibly blue eyes, looking straight at him with amusement and a hint of nervousness. Itachi got a hold of himself quickly, steeling his resolve.
"Actually, I do." The girl shook her long golden hair out and slithered out of the river, shaking slightly. She took soft footsteps towards him; cautious one-foot-in-front-of-the-other steps that flowed gracefully together. She tilted her head in confusion when she was about an arms-length away from him, putting a hand cutely over her mouth.
"You wouldn't happen to be the Uchiha boy would you?" Itachi nearly growled.
"As a matter of fact, I am." The fox-girl smirked, leaning in uncomfortably close to him. She reached up a hand to her neck and fingered the necklace gently, twirling it between her clawed pointer finger and thumb.
"I supposed you're here for this?" Itachi was beginning to become aggravated, thanking whatever god was out there for his mask. He studied the girl's confident face for a moment, eyes lingering on the whisker marks too long. Glancing down, he saw her hand tremble. She was nervous! He reached out and grabbed her wrist quickly, startling her.
"Why do you have this?" Naruto gulped, trying to move back. She wasn't expecting the boy to be forceful. Her eyebrows furrowed, trying to find a way out of this.
"What's the problem with having it?" She asked, stuttering slightly. Itachi tightened his grip on her hand, making her wince a bit.
"It's mine." He nearly growled, doing his best to keep a straight face. Naruto pursed her lips, red in the face. She jerked back quickly and scratched her claws across his mask. Itachi stumbled back, clutching said mask in surprise. Naruto fell, landing on her backside. She scrambled up, glaring at the teen and rubbing her sore wrist.
"I don't care if it's yours. It's mine now." With that said, the Weasel-boy lunged for her swiftly; Naruto barely dodged. She turned and darted away into the trees, Itachi right on her heels. He couldn't let the girl get away. She had his necklace, and that necklace meant more to him than anything. If he had to chase a nude fox-girl through the forest just to get it, so be it.
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Sasuke was just arriving home from the academy, tired and sweaty. He shuffled into the home, revelling in the sweet sensation of being home. He was exhausted wanting nothing more than to lay down in the peace and quiet and rest. He leaned over and flopped into the couch, sighing contently.
"Ooh Sasuke! You're out of peanut butter!" A loud yell erupted from the kitchen, nearly startling Sasuke to the point of wetting his pants.
"Hana? You're still here?" He asked incredulously, peering over the rim of the sofa. He was met with the sight of Hana leaning against said rim, slowly pulling a spoon out of her mouth that had the remains of peanut butter sticking to it. She bobbed her head up and down, running her tongue along the insides of her cheeks and gums noisily; much like a dog would if it were to eat peanut butter. "Yup. And I'm also stealing your peanut butter, of which apparently, you have none left." Sasuke felt a tick mark appear on his head.
"That's because you obviously ate it all!" He glared, pointing an accusing finger at her. She looked surprised for a moment, before plopping down on the couch next to him.
"Have you seen your brother today after he left?"
"No. Why?"
"I'm his teammate, and unless he was taking a solo mission, I would've been called into the office too."
"Hey… that's right. You've been here all day haven't you?" Hana nodded, still licking the spoon.
"I wonder where he is…" She trailed off, thoughts wandering. "I might just go to the Hokage's office to find out." She stood, stretching. "Bye Sasuke, don't forget to pick up peanut butter later!"
"No! I'm not picking up more peanut butter just so you can devour it all!"
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If Hana and Sasuke knew that Itachi was currently running through the forest, chasing a nude jinchuuriki, they would probably be laughing their asses off. Itachi himself found the situation ludicrous, and he was the one in it! The girl knew many tricks and twists that the teen didn't even know was there, which made following her difficult. Itachi was never one for tracking, though he had to admit he partially admired the girl's talent, considering she had grown up in said forest.
He was gaining on her, being able to spot flashes of her or gold in front of him sometimes, throwing kunai always helped.
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Naruto jumped as she dodged another kunai. Damn! She never knew he would be so violent. She usually wasn't afraid of weapons, but the accuracy of the hits was astonishing. He was gaining on her, and frankly, it scared her. She thought she was ready to confront him, but something about him made her nervous, unsure. Maybe he had this affect on everyone?
The fox-girl nearly fell over when she felt a sharp sting in her forearm. Looking over, her eyes widened when she saw the cut. She slowed down immensely, not meaning to, which allowed the raven-haired teen to catch up to her. He lunged, in which she tried to dodge awkwardly, causing them to collapse over each other and fall to the ground. They fell with a thud, a grunt escaping the boy's lips as his back hit the forest floor, hard.
Naruto pushed herself up, having landed on the weasel. She stared into his mask intently, blushing at their position.
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Itachi was trying his best not to freak out, no matter how strange it might sound. Here he was, with a fox-girl perched over him in a compromising position, and she was definitely naked. He wasn't sure what to do, so he did what came naturally to him. Dominance. He forced his head up, grabbed her arms, and pushed her over, successfully pinning her under him. She was shocked, not moving a muscle.
"Give it." He growled, holding her wrists on either side of her head. She narrowed her eyes angrily, cheeks flushed. He couldn't help but think she looked cute like that, but quickly dismissed the thought.
"Well, it sure did get you here didn't it?" She huffed, smirking. Itachi stayed silent for awhile, not wanting to voice his confusion. She shuffled under him, trying to break free. He tightened his hands around her wrists, pushing her further down into the dirt.
"What do you mean?" He asked, giving up. She struggled some more than laid limp, stretching her head up closer to his. She glared at him, whispering something. He leaned in closer to hear, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain below his abdomen. He quickly let go of her and fell over to his side, curling up. Itachi saw Naruto get up and walk past him, crouching down to his level. The raven haired boy forced his eyes to look up at her face and not any lower; he was a man of morals. His necklace hung teasingly in front of his face, swinging back and forth slightly.
"Hmph. Just try to get it now, boy." The fox-girl's voice rang out, snatching the necklace back into her hands and darting off.
Itachi ground his teeth. First the girl had the nerve to steal his precious necklace, and then she kneed him in a place where the sun don't shine and walked off with said necklace. When he got his hands on her, he was going to wring her neck.
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"This is crazy!"
"You can't possibly think that that is a good idea!"
"Are you trying to curse us?"
Danzo took every blow and hit from the civilian council, standing as still as a statue. He waited for them to calm down before speaking.
"Think of the possibilities. We were blind before but this could be our chance to seize the opportunity to strengthen our home!" The civilians were confused, a select few still outraged.
"I'm not too sure where you're going with this, Danzo." Inoichi stated. The
Yamanaka clan head looked around at the other shinobi heads, which also looked uncertain.
"Just look at what Suna did. They should be a prime example."
"Suna created a monster." Shikaku Nara spoke from his place resting to the tabletop.
"An efficient monster. And we wouldn't be making the same mistake they did." The rest of the people in the room raised their eyebrows at this. "They gave little to no room for humanity. This could benefit Konoha in ways you couldn't even begin to understand."
A few scattered people started to nod their heads, seeing the old man's point. Muttering erupted around the room, everybody leaning to the person next to them and discussing.
"How do you expect to make this work?" A civilian called.
"It'll warm up to us. Once we gain its trust, it'll be putty in our hands."
Most of the civilians nodded at this, accepting the proposition. Most of the Shinobi heads were undecided, a few agreeing and a few not.
"This doesn't sound right." Tsume Inuzuka growled suspiciously, scrunching up her nose.
"I agree. You can't do this Danzo." Hiruzen stood up, slamming his hands on his desk. He cursed Danzo in as many ways possible in his head for finding out about Itachi's conversation with him.
"I think that's up to the council, don't you?" With a show of hands, it was decided. Hiruzen sat back, a painful aching in his chest. "Over-ruled."
"It's decided then. Konoha will retrieve it's jinchuuriki for the greater good." The old Hokage said with a strangled tone. Some of the civilians looked unsure of their decision, while Danzo mentally smirked.
Perfect.
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Outside the room, with her back against the wall, a shocked Hana gasped.
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