The Sannin Cells
Summary: What if the Sannin never split up? What if Orochimaru never turned bad? What if each of them took up a cell of children? What if one Sannin fell for one of their students…?
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I do not own Sweeney Todd. I own Koura, Tsuki, and Varuna, though!
Chapter 2: Team Jiraiya

I feel you, Johanna…

!-Orona Koura-!

I feel you—do they think that walls can hide you?

Slowly, she opened her onyx eyes. Due to her low blood pressure, she had to stare at the wall before things started to register in her mind. She looked out the window, tilting her head as she saw the ANBU dashing past the house. "Must be Wednesday…" She muttered.

Even now I'm at your window.

She knew the normal routine. Soon, she was up and dressing for the day. It wasn't difficult for her to decide on what she wanted to wear, as it was a normal outfit. Always between two and she had worn one of them the day before. She walked into her bathroom tiredly and stripped, turning on the water so that it could heat up.

I am in the dark beside you, buried sweetly in your yellow hair…Johanna…!

After her shower, she shut off the water, shivering slightly. She used a black towel to dry herself before she towel-dried her hair into the sloppy spikes that she always wore. She sighed, tapping her neck three times on the pulse before slipping into her clothes.

And are you beautiful and pale with yellow hair, like her?

She wore, today, mesh pants and shirt under a blue v-neck with the symbol of Konoha on the back in red. Over the mesh pants, she wore black pants with pockets. Bandages were around her knee on the outside of the pants, tied behind her shuriken holster, which was dark red as opposed to blue. She also wore the supply pouch at her waist, strong bag holding most of her needed items. On her forearm was a small holster for her senbon needles, so she could access them quickly. She also wore fingerless gloves and the standard black boots.

I'd want you beautiful and pale—the way I've dreamed you were, Johanna…(Johanna…)

Slowly, she walked downstairs. Her twin sister, who was only like her in looks, sat at the table. Koura didn't care much for her sister, who had never cared for her either. Her black hair shifted as she looked for food in the kitchen. Her sister rolled her eyes. "Fridge. Mom made us something."

And if you're beautiful, what then, with yellow hair like wheat?

"Thanks…"

I think we shall not meet again, my little dove, my sweet Johanna…(I'll steal you…)

"Did you know that today is the day that the Sannin choose the Genin that they'll be training? I bet one of them will choose me!"

Goodbye, Johanna!

"I have better marks than you," Koura informed. "If they didn't choose me," she stated as she shook the milk by her ear. She opened it and took a sip before continuing, "Then they wouldn't choose you." She ignored her sister's glare as she sat at the table with the milk and some coffee cake. "So you probably won't be in there." She took a bite of the coffee cake, somewhat messy.

You're gone and yet you're mine!

She sighed after she finished the cake. "I'm off to the academy. Have fun screwing your boyfriend," she stated plainly as she rose and walked out, despite the shout from her sister of scolding. Soon, she was dashing to the school.

I'm fine, Johanna…I'm fine…! (Johanna…!)

!-Utsutsu Tsuki-!

Smoke, smoke, sign of the Devil, sign of the Devil, city on fire!

"Three…Two…One…" Tsuki counted down and, sure enough, his friend Koura was next to him. "Yo!" Koura greeted, smiling at him. He grinned down at her, as he was a foot taller than her. "How are you?" He asked.

Witch! Witch! Smell it, sir, an evil smell! Every night at the Vesper's bell! Smoke that comes from the mouth of hell!

"Perfectly fine!" Kaoru exclaimed. She looked at the building in front of her. "…Today, the Sannin decide on their cells and tomorrow they come to the academy to announce them. The ANBU must be present, as well as the Hokage…" She mumbled in thought. Tsuki smiled at her. "Well, it shouldn't be all that bad," he offered.

City on fire…! City on fire…! Mischief, mischief…Mischief!

Sighing, they took their seats for another boring day in class. It wasn't easy, training to be a Shinobi. And, considering they both had high marks, they weren't left alone and it was more of a higher expectation for them.

And if I never hear your voice, my turtledove, my dear…

!- Routa Varuna -!

…I still have reason to rejoice; the way ahead is clear, Johanna…

At the last possible moment, she dashed through the door, landing in her seat just before the bell rang. "Ha!" She whispered to herself. She looked across the room at where Koura and Tsuki were staring at her.

(I feel you…) And in that darkness where I'm blind, with what I can't forget…

The staring contest soon ended and all of them went back to what they had been doing previously. Varuna tucked a lock of her fiery hair behind her ear. She didn't have exceptional markings in everything, but she was one of the best Taijutsu artists in her class of the academy.

(Johanna…) …It's always morning in my mind, my little lamb, my pet, Johanna.

Sighing, she sat through the class. But, once the bell was over, she was gone. Her figure always disappeared and was gone before the bell finished ringing. It was always good to be that fast in the afternoons—it helped avoid her rivals.

You stay, Johanna (Johanna…) the way I've dreamed you were.

Soon, she was sitting on a bench in the park. Varuna's blue eyes gazed up at the sky. She sighed, leaning back. "I heard that it's all people in one class that they're choosing from…" She mumbled. "It should only be announced to that class, then."

Oh look, Johanna, a star…(Buried sweetly in your yellow hair…) A shooting star…

Sighing, she felt that there was something that would probably have to be done at her hectic family shop. There always was some task or delivery to be completed…By her, no less. She dashed back to the shop.

There, there, somebody, somebody look up there! Didn't I tell you; smell that air? City on fire…

!- Jiraiya -!

Quick! Sir! Run and tell! Warn them all of the witch's spell! There it is, there it is the ungodly smell! Tell it to the Beadle, police as well!

Jiraiya sighed, massaging the back of his neck as he looked over the damage to the village wall. "I don't know, Raidou…I think it may be hell trying to repair this one…" He slid down the small slope to examine the hole closer.

Tell 'em! Tell 'em! Help! Fiend! City on fire! City on fire! Mischief, mischief!

"I guess we should start working before it becomes too late in the—" Raidou was cut off, even though his voice was muffled. Another ANBU member had appeared right behind them both. "Hokage-Sama needs Jiraiya!" The man shouted.

And though I'll think of you, I guess, until the day I die…

Jiraiya sighed again. "Alright," he said before he disappeared a common poof of smoke.

…I think I miss you less and less as every day goes by, Johanna! (Johanna…)

Soon, he was in front of the Hokage Tower. He walked inside and directly to the Hokage's room. "Old man?" He called.

And you'd be beautiful and pale, and look too much like her.

"Stop calling me that!" The third Hokage stated firmly from inside of the room, his voice slightly raspy.

If only angels could prevail, we'd be the way we were, Johanna…(I feel you, Johanna…)

Jiraiya sat down. "Right…What did you need?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck again and waiting anxiously.

Wake up, Johanna! Another bright red day!

"You need to choose a cell…" Sarutobi informed, handing Jiraiya a list with six names. Jiraiya read them in his mind before muttering them aloud. "Hikaru Yume…Kaoru Noriko…Orona Koura…Routa Varuna…Utsutsu Tsuki…and Veruko Amaya…"

We learn, Johanna, to say…

"Team Jiraiya…Will be Orona Koura, Routa Varuna, and Utsutsu Tsuki." Sarutobi wrote, and Jiraiya peeked at the words with curiosity.

Goodbye!

"Team Jiraiya…Orona Koura, Routa Varuna, and Utsutsu Tsuki."

I'll steal you!

Well, what do you think of this one? Hope you enjoyed it, as it was difficult to end this one as well. See ya' around!

!- Derenti -!