Enters Kakashi and Iruka
Kakashi Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
KibaI do bite my thumb, sir.
Kakashi Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
Kiba [Aside to Naruto]Is the law of our side, if I say ay?
Naruto No.
Kiba No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir.
Naruto Do you quarrel, sir?
Kakashi Quarrel sir! no, sir.
Kiba If you do, sir, I am for you: I serve as good a man as you.
Kakashi No better.
Kiba Well, sir.
Naruto Say 'better:' here comes one of my master's kinsmen.
Kiba Yes, better, sir.
Kakashi You lie.
Kiba Draw, if you be men. Naruto, remember thy swashing blow.
(They grab their shirikens and kunia knives and they fight a short yet fierce battle Enters Doki ~he's my vampire hybrid no he's not perfect~)
Doki Part, fools! Put up your swords; you know not what you do.
(He builds up his chalkra into a magnificent sword to end the brawl)
(Enters Neji with a look of pure hatred and major stress from training)
Neji What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?
Turn thee,Doki look upon thy death.
Doki I do but keep the peace: put up thy sword, Or manage it to part these men with me.
Neji What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word,As I hate hell, all Uchihas, and thee:Have at thee, coward!
(They fight a long bloody battle Enter, several of both houses, who join the fray; then enter Citizens, with clubs)
First Citizen Clubs, bills, and partisans! strike! beat them down!
Down with the Hyuugas! down with the Uchihas!
(Enter Hyuuga in his gown, and LADY Hyuuga)
Hyuuga What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho!
Lady Hyuuga A crutch, a crutch! why call you for a sword?
Hyuuga My sword, I say! Old Uhchiha is come And flourishes his blade in spite of me.
(Enter Uhchiha and Lady Uhchiha)
Uhchiha Thou villain Hyuuga--Hold me not, let me go.
Lady Uhchiha Thou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe.
(Enter Tsunade with Shizune)
Tsunade Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace,Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel,--Will they not hear? What, ho! you men, you beasts,That quench the fire of your pernicious rage With purple fountains issuing from your veins, On pain of torture, from those bloody hands Throw your mistemper'd weapons to the ground,And hear the sentence of your moved Hokage.
Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word,By thee, old Hyuuga, and Uhchiha,Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets, And made Kanohas ancient citizens Cast by their grave beseeming ornaments,To wield old partisans, in hands as old,Canker'd with peace, to part your canker'd hate:If ever you disturb our streets again,Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the this time, all the rest depart away:You Hyuuga; shall go along with me:And,Uhchiha, come you this afternoon,To know our further pleasure in this case,
To old Hokages monument, our common judgment-place.
Once more, on pain of death, all men depart.
(Exeunt all but Uchiha, Lady Uchiha, and Doki)
UchihaWho set this ancient quarrel new abroach?Speak, nephew, were you by when it began?
Doki Here were the servants of your adversary,And yours, close fighting ere I did approach:I drew to part them: in the instant came
The fiery Neji, with his sword prepared,Which, as he breathed defiance to my ears,He swung about his head and cut the winds,
Who nothing hurt withal hiss'd him in scorn:While we were interchanging thrusts and blows,Came more and more and fought on part and part,Till the Hokage came, who parted either part.
Lady UchihaO, where is Itachi? saw you him today? Right glad I am he was not at this fray.
Doki Madam, an hour before the worshipp'd sun Peer'd forth the golden window of the east,A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad;
Where, underneath the grove of sycamoreThat westward rooteth from the city's side,So early walking did I see your son:
Towards him I made, but he was ware of meAnd stole into the covert of the wood:I, measuring his affections by my own,
That most are busied when they're most alone,Pursued my humour not pursuing his,
And gladly shunn'd who gladly fled from me.
Uchiha Many a morning hath he there been seen, With tears augmenting the fresh morning to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs; But all so soon as the all-cheering sun Should in the furthest east begin to drawThe shady curtains from Aurora's bed,
Away from the light steals home my heavy son,And private in his chamber pens himself,Shuts up his windows, locks far daylight out And makes himself an artificial night:Black and portentous must this humour prove,Unless good counsel may the cause remove.
Doki My noble uncle, do you know the cause?
UhchihaI neither know it nor can learn of him.
Doki Have you importuned him by any means?
Uchiha Both by myself and many other friends:But he, his own affections' counsellor, Is to himself--I will not say how true--
But to himself so secret and so close,So far from sounding and discovery,As is the bud bit with an envious worm, Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, Or dedicate his beauty to the sun. Could we but learn from whence his sorrows would as willingly give cure as know.
(Enter Itachi)
Doki See, where he comes: so please you, step aside;I'll know his grievance, or be much denied.
Uchiha I would thou wert so happy by thy stay,To hear true shrift. Come, madam, let's away.
Doki Good-morrow, cousin.
Itachi ay Is the day so young?
Doki But new struck nine.
Itachi Ay me! sad hours seem that my father that went hence so fast?
Doki It was. What sadness lengthens Itachi's hours?
Itachi Not having that, which, having, makes them short.
Doki In love?
Itachi Out--
Doki Of love?
Itachi Out of her favour, where I am in love.
Doki Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!
Itachi Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here's much to do with hate, but more with , then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create!O heavy lightness! serious vanity! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire,sick health!Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?
Doki No, cuz, I rather weep.
Itachi Good heart, at what?
Doki At thy good heart's oppression.
Itachi Why, such is love's of mine own lie heavy in my breast,Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown Doth add more grief to too much of mine is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:What is it else? a madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving , my cuz.
Doki Soft! I will go along; An if you leave me so, you do me wrong.
Itachi Tut, I have lost myself; I am not here;This is not Itachi, he's some other where.
Doki Tell me in sadness, who is that you love.
Itachi What, shall I groan and tell thee?
Doki Groan! why, no. But sadly tell me who.
Itachi Bid a sick man in sadness make his will:Ah, word ill urged to one that is so ill!In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman.
Doki I aim'd so near, when I supposed you loved.
Itachi A right good mark-man! And she's fair I love.
Doki A right fair mark, fair cuz, is soonest hit.
ItachiWell, in that hit you miss: she'll not be hit With Cupid's arrow; she hath Dian's wit; And, in strong proof of chastity well arm'd,
From love's weak childish bow she lives unharm' will not stay the siege of loving terms,Nor bide the encounter of assailing eyes,
Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold:O, she is rich in beauty, only poor, That when she dies with beauty dies her store.
Doki Then she hath sworn that she will still live chaste?
ItachiShe hath, and in that sparing makes huge waste,For beauty starved with her severityCuts beauty off from all is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair,To merit bliss by making me despair:
She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow Do I live dead that live to tell it now.
DokiBe ruled by me, forget to think of her.
Itachi O, teach me how I should forget to think.
Doki By giving liberty unto thine eyes;Examine other beauties.
Itachi Tis the wayTo call hers exquisite, in question more:These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' browsBeing black put us in mind they hide the fair;He that is strucken blind cannot forgetThe precious treasure of his eyesight lost: Show me a mistress that is passing fair,
What doth her beauty serve, but as a noteWhere I may read who pass'd that passing fair?
Farewell: thou canst not teach me to forget.
Doki I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt.
