I'm sorry if I'm not used to double perspectives (For example the cloned Team Diagna, and the real Team Diagna.) but I still hope you like it! Cheers to my sixth chapter of my first ever fanfic for Naruto!

I had awoken a few minutes ago. It was the first time I've gotten a bit of sleep of what it seemed like ages. We helped pack up the tent and continued on our journey first thing on the dawn of a new day. Down the hill we noticed something; it appeared to be seven figures, five in a pentagon shape, and the other two on the bottom. We were too far to notice their clothing, but it was worth noting something about them.

"Check it out, Nen. Look at those people." Sironar just pointed out the obvious. We continued down the road to the observatory, which is located a few kilometers west of the currently flooded village. Halfway we began recognizing their apparel. Most of them had blackish robes and one with a red design scattered on it, what could this mean?

"Wait, what if they're involved in the murders?" I mentioned. It's possible; we have to keep low grounds if we are to stay safe. After all, their clothing does deem suspicious enough to me.

"What's the plan, Nen?" Siren asked. It's a tough decision, the situation is tricky; if you run straight in, you're asking for death. Yet, they could sense us out with any of their techniques if we are to hide and spy. Lunar clones can fit, although its sunrise, the moon is still there; so we can borrow its power.

"Siren, Lunar Clones. On three."

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

"Lunar Clone Jutsu!" We simultaneously exclaimed, and our copies appear before us; one of each of us, Sironar, Kemari, and me. We will keep a safe distance from our clones and the mysterious figures. While the clones are spying on them, we will check out the observatory. Plyden might also work on our clones. We parted from our clones and they began hiding.

----------Cloned Team Diagna----------

We hid on top of a cliff filled with forest and a few rocks over the edge. We fully identified the crowd; all of them had long pitch-black cloaks with a hood. One of those was an Akatsuki member, strange, what would an S-rank missing-nin be doing here?

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Nen?" Siren whispered, although there's no need, they can't hear us up near a life-threatening cliff. If the Akatsuki is here, there must be something of their interest somewhere. The Akatsuki isn't your average thug group, it's a strict organizations structured on S-class missing-ninjas. They're wanted all over the world.

"Nen! That's... That's Deya!" Siren shouted softly, so that only we can hear it. Wait a second, Deyanira? Here, but... But... What's this about? I looked closer, focusing on the center of their pentagon shape. It appeared to be a coffin. It was ornamental, silver color, with many decorated secondary designs on it. Although, what stood out the most was the tip, it appeared to contain a long katana just as the shape as my Huqe Sword and a circle at the center of the sword. Why does it look so familiar?

...

Oh my... That's the coffin of one of our family members! What are they using our family's grave for? I told Siren what I found. He wasn't pleased; actually, he was the opposite; infuriated.

"I'll teach them a lesson if they're to use our family's bodies!" Siren wrathfully cried, just before jumping down the cliff, I stopped him abruptly.

"That's suicidal Siren, they could tear you up in a heartbeat."

"Well we HAVE to do something about it! They won't get away with this!" His face was steaming hot; I don't think he can control it!

"Siren, control your rage, I know, I'm furious too." I tried to think of a plan to closer examine their plot, but, the only reasonable solution is to just wait and witness what they're planning to do. If they're just standing there, Plyden won't predict any movements, it cannot predict that far. But, what about Kemari's tricks? I asked her if she had anything that would help us reveal their scheme.

"Hmm, now that you mention it, I believe I have something." She began rummaging through her tool pack strapped on her boots. There were all fancy gimmicks and apparatus that were unfamiliar to regular ninja, where did she get all this? Finally, she pulled out a small bamboo tube with some vacant tags, she took her thumb and bit it, and with the blood she wrote the symbols 転送 聞く. Was this some sort of summoning jutsu? She rolled up the tag and placed it inside the bamboo tube.

"What are you doing?" I asked, curious on what the tube and the tag is for.

"You'll see." She avoided my question. Siren looked just as puzzled as me. She performed some hand seals and exclaimed:

"Ninja Art: Transfer Hearing Jutsu!" She blew the tube and the tag was nearly invisible flowing through the sky, its target seemed to be a tree near the crew down there. While focusing my eye on that tree, it seems like the tag was correctly placed on the tree, but what is this jutsu?

"What did you just do?" Siren beat me to the question. She was too concentrating on adapting to her surroundings.

"I can hear the surroundings of the tree I blew the tag on, now we can truly see what they're up to." Kemari explained, so, after all, being a prankster does have its advantages. Kemari informed us what they were up to.

"So, what about it Itachi? We're going to do this, or what?"

". . . Begin."

...

"Fire!"

"Wind!"

"Lightning!"

"Earth!"

"Water!"

"Lunar!"

"Secret Technique: Star-crossed Elemental Downpour!"

Kemari's jutsu ended unexpectedly, and she was shocked. All of a sudden rain started pouring down, but it was a heavy lightning storm with gales blowing hard! Is this the result of their jutsu? I turned to look at Kemari to see her reaction; she was surprisingly bleeding from her ears, this is probably the disadvantage of her jutsu for halting without warning. She was covering her ears, attempting to put pressure on them to stop the bleeding, but, we looked about, lightning was brewing in the storm. Above us, a lightning bolt struck us, and we vanished!

-----------Real Team Diagna----------

We were examining the bodies of the recently deceased geologists while Kemari informed us of the weather outside the observatory. We stepped out and we noticed it was showery with intense winds; it was a storm. The dirt that we were standing on eventually changed into slippery mud. We looked at Kemari, who was astoundingly bleeding from her ears, yet she didn't even notice it. Thunder flashed beyond us, with a crackling loud noise, it was natural to turn around and see what it came from. Siren, eagerly looking back, he noticed Kemari's ears.

"Kemari! Your ears!" Siren detected, and Kemari responded in accordance. I turned to look at the robed shinobi, whose hands were gripped on the ground, all except the one with red designs. Siren started dashing toward the group; he just about lost his control.

"Wait! Siren!" It was no use, he ignored my request to stop, what the heck was he thinking? We followed him; he won't die on our watch, never!

"Well, it looks like we have some guests!" One hooded man commented. Siren was just as heated as ever. We took our positions, ready for battle, even though we never planned this one at all.

"Hmph... You two again..." The hooded girl that sounded awfully a lot like Deyanira, she stood next to the Akatsuki shinobi. I unsheathed my Huqe Sword, ready for battle.

"What did you do to our family, Deyanira!" Sironar blurted out. The robed woman revealed herself to be Deyanira, and she chuckled softly. What's so amusing about that? They all glared at us, almost in an evil sense. Siren rushed over to the casket, without acknowledging that anyone is around him.

"Hands off!" Cried a robed man, he threw an oddly-shaped shuriken full speed toward Siren.

"Watch out!"