Sasuke sat in his home, alone as usual. And, quite frankly, he preferred it that way. He didn't have that lame shame-to-Konoha Naruto following him, always trying to show him up and such. Sakura was off fighting with Ino over him, most likely. "Too bad all that fighting is over nothing," he spoke softly to himself, snickering lightly. As he stared out the window, however, he caught two girls walking into the Uchiha clan's housing as if they owned the place. "And what do they think they are doing, invading these troubled homes?"
Within seconds, if it was even that long, he was standing in front of the two, glaring at them intently as if expecting an answer to an un-asked question. They stopped, their braids swishing with the abrupt change. "May we help you?" they asked in unison.
"I should be asking the same thing," Sasuke retorted, his eyes narrowing dangerously at their forehead protectors. "What is it you want here?"
Akane moved forward, knowing Hitomi would probably just beat him on the spot, no questions asked, to answer, "Well, we came to speak with the Hokage, but we've been declined temporarily. So, while we await for her readiness, we've been invited to stay in one of these homes."
"Not by me, you haven't." His voice was more and more firm with every statement, and his appearance held the readiness for battle.
It was Hitomi's turn. "Well, honestly, that's too bad. We mean no harm or offense to the dead here. We just need a place to stay. By the way, I think you forgot this," she said as she handed the forehead protector back to Sasuke. This angered him, and by impulse shot a large trail of fire at her.
Hitomi quickly leapt out of the line of fire, delivering a deep sidekick to his back. "Oh, so YOU'RE the one that wants to fight. Gotcha…"
Akane sighed, and tried to avert the issue. Though, having been left in the line of fire tampered with her temper. Without any further thought, she quickly through her hands together, muttering words under her breath. This jutsu was known only to her, and would remain that way if she had anything to say about it. Out of nowhere appeared a large fan built of flames. The tips reached out to Sasuke as she swung it through the air.
Catching her queue as being okay to go, Hitomi threw lightning darts at Sasuke one after the other. They flew by him purposefully, more as a warning than anything else. And, as he finally regained his composure and drew out his shuriken, Hitomi put an end to the fight with a swift backfist to his head, knocking him unconscious. She sighed and pulled him up onto her shoulder, in an effort to bring him into one of the nearby houses. Unfortunately, she was mistaken as being hostile and Sasuke was swept off her shoulder in a blur.
Before her stood an older man, definitely older than she, with gray hair and a mask that covered most of his face. He slung Sasuke over his green vest effortlessly and spoke in a drowsy tone, as if he had just been awakened from a long afternoon nap. "I'm sorry, Miss, but I really can't allow people to go around beating up my pupils."
"Ex-CUSE me??? We're beating him up?" Akane's bubble had been popped. "HE attacked US! On more than one occasion, mind you! And now you're telling us that we did wrong in not letting him barbecue us?!? ARE YOU CRAZY, YOU FILTHY MAN!?"
"Well, considering what I saw, Sasuke really didn't seem to have much of a chance. Of course, had you found him on a better day, you would have been barbecued to tender crispiness. Yum. Just the way I like my chicken!." His one visible feature smiled greatly, but returned quickly to its stern setting.
"Oh you did NOT just call me a chicken!" Hitomi ran at him, caught by Akane's hand and held in place, despite her biggest efforts.
"I would never suspected such childish behavior from Ninja such as yourselves, unless of course you happened to be Naruto. But seeing as you are not, I really do find this excess play rather impolite. So, we'll get right down to it. I do not easily allow hardly welcomed visitors to go waltzing around the village and knocking my students into unconsciousness. So, if you don't mind," his hand grew bright with lighting as he shouted, "CHIDORI!"
The large ball of lightning flew towards Hitomi at a quick rate. Akane stood back, afraid to get caught up in this mess. And, just as the jutsu would have destroyed the young female ninja, a large broadsword of lightning swirled about in her hands. In the moment of chaos, she had taken the liberty of appearing behind Kakashi with the sword held by his neck. "I dare you to call me a chicken one more time…" she threatened in a deadly tone.
"Oh, I see. You're from the Hidden Cloud Village. It all makes sense now."