Hoot-hoot! Another chapter! Be happy everyone! Yaya! Anyways… thank you for the reviews and hits!
I've been listening to this song – 'My Little Girl' by Tim McGraw. I really think that Sasuke can sing this song to Nanami… I'll put in the SasuSaku sequel, I think. Don't let me forget, though! I have a really short memory! AND OMG!!! I CANNOT BELIEVE I DID NOT UPDATE FOR LIKE… FOUR MONTHS! I AM SO FREAKING SORRY! DON'T LEAVE MEEE!!!! WAAAHHH!!!!
Next chappie!
Training with Three Hellions: The Beehive Incident
"Com'n, Kahiki-chan! Lift the damn thing! Lift it!" Tenten sighed as she watched her eight-year-old son struggle to lift a Fuuma Shuriken – he was definitely trying.
Poor Kahiki's eyes were bulging, his face was red and his hands were cut and bruised. His arms were straining, and his feet were making deep prints in the ground as he lifted the large weapon an inch off the ground – and then dropped it.
"I'm trying, 'Kaa-chan!" He snarled at his mother, panting heavily as he shot the Fuuma a nasty look. "That thing's too heavy!" He looked back at Tenten who only seemed slightly disappointed – not to mention, extremely tired – her hands on her hips, her big brown eyes soft and gentle.
"Well, how do you expect to use a Fuuma Shuriken if you can't even lift it?" She inquired thoughtfully, nodding towards the weapon that was still lying on the ground as if nothing ever happened.
"Look at me, Okaa-san!" Kahiki sounded exasperated, but Tenten only flinched. He never called her Okaa-san, only if he was angry or tired… or, maybe annoyed. At the moment he looked all three at once. Kahiki raised his arms and twirled on the spot. "I'm eight years old. My height is approximately 4"6 and my weight is 59 pounds. This thing—" He pointed at the Fuuma. "—is twice my size. I don't think I would be able to lift it to save my life!"
And at that moment… Kahiki knew he made a mistake.
Tenten looked at him for moment, calculating thoughtfully.
"Save your life, huh?" She muttered, stroking her chin with a finger. Kahiki gulped. Then, suddenly, something flashed in his mother's eyes. Her hands shot the holsters in her thighs, and she ripped out three identical scrolls. "Let's try and see then!" She screeched.
The Weapon Mistress undid the scrolls, with a little burst of chakra, she shot them into the air. They twirled wildly, smoke surrounding all three, giving the illusion of a three-headed dragon gliding gracefully towards the skies. Tenten jumped in between them, and they immediately turned into three scrolls once again, still flying about. The woman bit into her thumb, drawing blood and painting it across the scrolls in an uneven, yet elegant line.
This happened in three seconds flat and poor little Kahiki didn't have time to realize what was going on until a kunai landed right in between his feet. He looked up at his mother, dancing beautifully in between green and red masses of paper and characters. It seemed to appealing and alluring, but it was all ruined when Tenten looked down at him with an animalistic and almost blood-thirsty expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" She cooed, her voice soft yet dangerous, like a siren of the sea calling for the sailors on the ship to their doom. "Why don't lift that Fuuma Shuriken and slice me open with it?"
Kahiki just stared in fear. This could not be good.
"Or are you too weak?!" Tenten hissed, this time she directed a thin, short katana in her son's direction, which barely missed his head up a half-an-inch. He screamed, and turned on his heels, stumbling but quickly regaining his footing. And he ran. He ran for his life, but his mother seemed to be following him everywhere!
Well, not her, exactly. But her weapons surely had an idea of where to find him.
"Where are you going, 'Hiki-chan!" His mother's ominous voice echoed throughout the training area, accompanied by occasional cries and shrieks from the second born triplet, and some thuds, bounces, and thumps.
And so it continued, poor son running from his psychotic mother's lunatic attacks of her most efficient and dangerous technique until—
THUD!
THUMP!
BOUNCE!
FALL!
Knocked-out cold.
"Oh, fuck it."
"Tell me what you see," Neji stated flatly, his arms crossed as he leaned against the thick trunk of a tree, enjoying the quiet rest he deserved for endless hours of Jyuuken training with both of his sons attacking him with carefully controlled chakra – sometimes pushing each other out of them way just to place a deadly hit on their father. Luckily, Neji was able to dodge the deathly blows by mere millimeters, before knocking out Hiro and Mamaru for a couple of minutes. He ended Jyuuken practice and – much to his relief –the boys didn't complain because they too were extremely tired as well.
And so, Byakugan practice started with the usual 'tell me what you see' routine. Damn, Neji hated the 'tell me what you see' routine. Made him sound like a damn fortune-teller, or a dick-headed dream interpreter. But, the triplets seemed to like it, and concentrated extra hard when he said it in a strange-sounded voice instead of the boring emotionless jerk voice.
"I see…" Both boys started, looking around carefully, veins popping about their eyes.
"Ooh! Look! ANBU-san!" Mamaru pointed out, poking a finger into the deeper trees of the forest that now surrounded the three men.
Hiro didn't say a word. He released his hands from the already-performed seals, crossed his arms and leaned against a tree trunk, copying his father. He turned away from his chattering brother, he poked a finger at anything that came up – he even pointed at a caterpillar that was sitting on a leaf above Neji's head (which made Neji extremely uncomfortable, because he absolutely despised bugs).
Hiro only sighed. Neji looked over at him, slightly concerned. The youngest triplet had been much more enthusiastic at the last Byakugan practice. He kept chattering about a mocking bird that was sitting on a tree and singing 'ever so beautifully', or so Hiro stated himself. And Neji checked. Indeed there was a mocking bird sitting on a tree, but there was no singing that was to be heard, for this nightingale was exactly 6.83 miles away, which made matters even more confusing.
Byakugan wasn't supposed to improve your hearing. It just made you look really far away, and see inside another person, which is pretty disgusting.
Hiro sighed… again, making Neji even more concerned.
"What do you see, Hiro?" The Hyuuga asked his son, but he only shrugged. "Tell me." Neji insisted.
"Well, let's just say, 'Tou-chan," The boy muttered, turning his head to look at his father. His eyes traveled a bit above Neji's head; before he looked down to meet his father's stern gaze. "There's a beehive right above you." At that same moment…
"Ooh, look! A bee!" Mamaru yelled, pointing a finger at Neji's head. The father immediately reacted by jumping away from the tree, and looking up with a worried expression. He looked up. Yes, indeed. There was a beehive on that tree right above his head. And it didn't look too good, either.
"Well, I have one thing to say to you boys," Neji muttered, putting his hands on his hips, before turning on his heels and jumping onto a nearby tree. "Run." And they did.
"Kahiki? Kahiiikiii…" The voices were slurred and dull in the back of the boy's mind, and he tried to wave them off. He lifted his hand and started to wag his wrist around in an attempt to scare the voices off, but they only grew louder. Suddenly, something rammed itself in his face, and he felt as if his brain had popped out of his ears. His snowy eyes immediately shot open, and he cried out in bloody murder.
"IIITTTAAAIII!!!"
Pulling himself quickly into a sitting position, the boy started nursing his bruised cheek while muttering vulgar curses in profuse streams of words and whispers. His eyes narrowed as he turned to look to his left, where his attacker sat rather calmly, staring at him with a trained blank expression.
"Nanami-chan…" He growled, and the pink-haired girl just smiled at him softly. Her bright pink hair was tied back in a tight ponytail, while her multi-colored eyes looked at him with an unimaginable tranquility. Kahiki ignored these obvious signs of outer beauty, for he knew that this little girl had the mind of a demon. She might look cute, but nooo… beware.
"Ohayo, Kahiki-chan!" Nanami chirped, grinning from ear to ear at the brown-haired boy, while he shamelessly glared daggers at her. "Had a good nap?"
And then, something deep inside Kahiki's brain snapped. He hissed deeply, and with a raging battle cry, jumped onto Nanami-chan. The young Uchiha, in her surprise, found herself pinned to the grass with a rather small, but sharp katana at her throat.
"Hey, hey! What the heck, Kahiki-chan?!" The pink-haired girl cried, trying desperately to push her neck into the ground, and away from the extremely sharp edge of the one-sided sword in fear for her life.
"That hurt, dammit!" Kahiki growled, his eyes on fire, but his cheeks flushed as he noticed their very suggestive position they were in. Kahiki had his knee in between Nanami's legs, which spread out a bit from the shock of the fall. His right hand was pressed against the ground, above Nanami's left shoulder (from her point of view), and their faces were only two inches apart. The katana that had once upon a time been pressed against her throat was now lying on the ground farther away from the 'couple' (of kids.) "Ummm…" Kahiki was at loss of words.
"Kahiki-chan? Can you get off me?" A sudden perverted rush had bubbled in his evil mind, and Kahiki shrugged, pushing his face closer to the girl's (who didn't have the decency to blush.)
"That depends. Can implies if you are capable. May asks the question." Proud of himself, the second-born triplet grinned rather maliciously. "And I don't know, can I get off of you?"
Nanami rolled her colorful eyes. "Yes, you can, 'cause if you can't, I'll punch the living daylights out of you, and will no longer be a man once I'm through with you. Literally." At that, little Nanami smiled sweetly, and Kahiki freaked out. He nearly jumped four feet into the air, before sitting down cross-legged on the ground, his cheeks still tainted pink. Nanami sat up slowly, and raised a brow at the Hyuuga boy's expression. He glanced at her, and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
"Sorry, Nanami-chan. Perverted moment." He muttered, grinning nervously, his snowy eyes twinkling.
The Uchiha clucked her tongue. "I thought as much. But still, that doesn't stop me from…" Kahiki stiffened at that, his eyes widening and he turned his head towards the girl slowly. She was still smiling warmly at him, but never judge a book by its cover… it could have demonic female forces… "…saying that you're so CUUUUTTTEEE!!!!" Nanami suddenly squealed, and launched herself at the stunned boy, hugging him tightly. "Kahiki-chan is so cute, so huggable! I love you!"
"Uhh… Nanami-chan, may you get off me please?" Kahiki inquired softly, blushing furiously at the contact of the girl's cheek with his.
"Nuh-uh! You're too cute!" At this Kahiki couldn't stop an eye roll.
"Uhh-huh. So what are you doing here, Nanami-chan?" The pink-head detached herself from the brunette-haired boy, and her eyes twinkled.
"Running away from Kakashi-jii-chan. What about you?"
"Running away from my mother." Both of them sighed comically.
"I know how you feel." Nanami patted his shoulder sympathetically, while Kahiki nodded grimly. They both muttered 'Mothers,' under their breaths, and burst out laughing once they heard each other. Kahiki grabbed his stomach in glee, while Nanami wiped a stay tear that leaked from her dark eye, her green one closed. Once both of them got their breathing back to normal, and with random giggles – the two had calmed down.
"So, Kahiki-chan?"
"Hmm?"
"Can you check if Kakashi-jii-chan is anywhere near here? He might have given up trying to find me, but he might come here. He won't look anywhere near the Uzumakis or the Naras, 'cause Tobi-chan and Kazu-chan are out with their teams, and so is Sona-kun… and yeah!"
Kahiki hesitated for a moment. "The Byakugan isn't my strongest field, but I'll try." The flashed through the practiced seals and blinked before whispering "Byakugan!" Veins popped around his eyes and he gazed into the distance. Poor Kahiki nearly jumped out of his skin. Damn, I can see far…
"Wow, he's really close, Nanami-chan!" Kahiki said, marveling at his own amazing sight.
"Uhh, Kahiki-chan?"
"What?" He deactivated the Hyuuga blood-line, and found himself staring at a pair of navy-blue sandals. His eyes traveled up the legs and stomach, before he reached a very disturbing face of Hatake Kakashi. Kahiki let out a small squeak, before grabbing Nanami's wrist, and powering his feet with chakra, the eight-year-olds sped away from the enraged sensei.
Kakashi just stared after them. "Damn, that kid's fast."
Screams were heard as three persons crashed through the forest, tripping over branches and leaves were flying everywhere.
"MOMMY!" Hiro cried as he flew head first into a tree trunk. Neji grabbed his son, his expression calm and collected.
"Damn, I hate bees." Mamaru was already out of the forest, and was running around in circles, trying to get the vile insects to get off his shirt.
And currently, a mob of angered bees was chasing after the father and his two sons.
Kahiki closed the window behind him, and clicked the lock. He was panting rather badly, and staring out the glass of the window with such caution, that one would think he was running away from a blood-thirsty mother, who, by the way, had left to join Hinata-san and Ino-san for some grocery shopping. Nanami was watching the window with such fear, that she actually went paler than her father's skin.
"My father is going to kill me." She whispered.
"Lucky you!" The boy said back lowly, envy clearly heard in his words.
Nanami grinned. "I know!"
Kahiki shot her look, and wandered away from the window, and into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, he grabbed a water bottle, ripped the cap off and downed it in one go. The pink-haired girl watched him, eyes wide. "Whoa."
The boy just sighed, grabbed another water bottle, and threw it at the girl who caught it by reflex. "Thanks…" She muttered, opening the cap slowly as Kahiki proceeded wandering his house. It was clean, polished with very light colors. The walls were off-white, and the carpet was a light grey. The kitchen floor was light grey linoleum. Nanami wasn't surprised. Neji-san did strike her as a very dull person, though she wondered how Tenten-san ever agreed to such white walls. She decided to find out.
"Say, Kahiki-chan…"
He turned his head. "Yeah?"
"Why is your house to white?"
He didn't even bother blinking when he answered. "The Hyuuga Clan provided it. Kaa-chan was thinking of repainting it."
"Oh." He nodded.
After a long moment of silence, he patted the space beside with his hand, signaling Nanami to sit down next to him. He was currently sitting on the kitchen table, looking out the clear, sliding glass doors. The girl obeyed, flicking her ponytail with her hand absent-mindedly. As she sat down Kahiki asked the strangest question yet.
"Nanami-chan?" He inquired, and the girl looked over at him. "Have you ever wondered what it's like to kiss someone?" The girl seemed unfazed by the particularly embarrassing question, and just shrugged.
"I've seen Tou-chan and Kaa-chan kiss. It doesn't seem that bad."
"Yeah, but have you ever wondered what it feels like?"
"Maybe."
Another moment silence passed over the, but this time it was filled with tension and nervousness. Kahiki was mulling over the thought that had popped into his head, as he glanced over to the girl that he had admired for a while now. It was true. He liked Nanami-chan. She was pretty, smart, sweet, funny. Her smiles made his insides squirm happily and his heart beat violently. Just the thought of her sparkling eyes made him blush. With a deep breath, he gathered up the courage.
"Nanami-chan?"
"Hmm – mmf!!" The girl squeaked as a pair of uncertain yet determined lips pressed against hers the moment she turned her head. She breathed in sharply through her nose, and watched Kahiki's tightly closed eyes, before letting her own drift closed. Mmm… he's a good kisser.
"YOOOWWW!!" The yell made the medic-nin's ears pop. She narrowed her emerald eyes, and growled.
"Mamaru-kun. Shut. Up."
Sakura was not liking this. How the two kids managed to get every inch of their skin bitten by raging bees, while their father was completely unharmed confused her. Well, of course, Neji-san had the Kaiten to protect himself, and he probably selfishly left his kids to the wrath of the insects. Yeah, she had an idea of how the kids got injured.
At the moment, the pink-haired med-ninja was treating the bites with her chakra, while Neji held Mamaru in place. The boy was trying to wriggle out of his father's grasp. Apparently, he was extremely itchy. Well, who wouldn't be?
Hiro was happily sitting in a chair, fully healed and not itchy, and extremely joyful. She kept on humming gleeful tunes, and smiling cheerfully.
"Damn you, Hiro." Mamaru growled.
After the oldest triplet had been caught by his father from his mad circling episode, and sent to the hospital, Hiro had already been healed completely by a very wary looking Uchiha Sakura who was in the middle of a make-out session with her husband when Hiro barged into her office. He was completely oblivious of the cold glares Sasuke was sending up and proceeded to run around the office with big red lumps on his arms and legs. The Uchiha husband had to grudgingly leave his wife to tend to the 'injuries', and left the hospital with a very suspicious and embarrassing tent in his pants. Sakura was still mad at the young boy for he had interrupted their moment of spending time together which actually included having sex on the wooden desk, which would have been very uncomfortable but oddly satisfying. That was actually how Nanami-chan was brought into this world.
Neji smacked the boy's head. "Don't talk to your brother that way." He muttered. "Though, I do agree." The youngest was unfazed. "Damn you, Hiro." Just then, Mamaru (who was still trying to wriggle out of his father grasp) kicked Neji in the crotch. The Hyuuga father went down silently and proudly, while muttering under his breath. "Damn you, Hiro."
Weird ending, ne? I couldn't think of anything else! Next time (four months later…) the Deadly Hyuuga Trio is sixteen years old! . Leave a review on your way out, thanks!
Well, apparently, I like Kahiki more than Hiro! I like the coupling of Nanami-chan and Kahiki-chan. SO KAWAII!