Two updates in as many hours? Is this a sign of the end?
Major: OH I zertainly hope not, othervise there'd be no time for ze next war...und ze war to follow that...und ze next...und ze next...
Kyugan: Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh-tah...(nods to Big Boss) You CAN handle this guy right?
Big Boss: Nazi's? Vampires? Cyborgs? (Lights a cigar) Please.
Major: By Ze way...that charming fellow with ze sunglasses seems to be a little perplexed.
Kyugan: (Looks up at a momitor to see Wesker dragging a recovered Kakashi down a hallway.) Just testing something. Care to do the honors?
Major: Da. (Points remote, nothing happens.) Eh? Ist this thing vorking right?
Captain:...(takes remote and turns it to face the right way round, points at screen)
Major: Ah, danke Captain. Roll Camera!
Legendary hand; blessings of the gambling gods!
Tanzaku-gai was famous for it's gambling casinos. Day and night people came to challenge their luck, and more often than not they left with their pockets lighter, those that had been smart enough not to wager their clothing that is.
As it was, this particular gambling den was in one of the seedier districts, where only those down on their luck or trying to lay low could be found. Naturally, the clientele knew that the games were more often than not rigged, but were either to desperate or crooked to say anything.
A specific poker dealer, who could see a bright future ahead of him as he'd netted in quite a sum from the infamous 'Tsunade-Hime', shuffled the deck; having just stripped another poor sucker of every last penny and his wife, though in the latter case the man had actually seemed quite relieved. "Who's next there?" he called out, grinning cheerfully into the crowd as a way to divert suspicion, "Anyone up for the house challenge?"
The dealer blinked as a blonde teen, barely more than thirteen, pulled up a chair and sat in front of the table. "Sorry, this isn't a place for little kids." he teashed, only to barely dodge a kunai aimed at his forehead, noting the hitai-ate on the youth's forehead in alarm.
"Who you calling a 'kid'?" Naruto muttered, glaring up at the man irritably, before pulling out a pile of poker chips and setting them on the table. "I'll wager all these." He stated, looking at the dealer confidently, "Deal."
The dealer looked around, catching the manager's eye. The man nodded and the dealer sighed, shaking his head with a smirk. "Your loss brat," he replied, shuffling the cards as he eyed the brat with mockingly, "Gotta warn ya, I won't go easy on you just because you're young."
"Deal the fucking cards already," Naruto growled, eyes narrowed to slits and letting off more killing intent than the dealer felt comfortable with, "And while you're at it, make sure it's a new deck, that one's got marks on the back."
The dealer froze, looking around as the crowd began to mutter amongst themselves, before pulling a sealed pack of cards from under the table. He broke the seal and was about to pull the cards out when they disappeared, only to reappear in the blonde's hands as he spread them.
"Jokers first," Naruto noted, eyeing the cards critically, "They're all in order, deck seems legit."
The dealer grimaced, hands trailing to the side of his table where a dictionary lay, flipping the pages without looking at them. 'Page 500…no, 546." He noted, looking at the page briefly with a smirk, 'Feh, this brat thinks he's big game, but he's just blowing smoke.' He nodded, 'No matter how you shuffle them, I'll still know where all the cards are.'
--
Tsunade frowned as she watched the interaction with the two, wondering why on earth she trusted the blonde horror. Maybe the headband brought back some of the old sentimentality? It couldn't be a coincidence that she'd run into a Konoha Shinobi after meeting Orochimaru. Did he rig the machines in order to get her attention? No matter, let the kid learn the hard way that life wasn't a damn game.
"Tsunade-sama…" Shizune whispered, sidling up alongside her master "I checked the machines like you asked, they're all in full working order."
Tsunade frowned, eyeing the blonde suspiciously as he shuffled the deck carefully, before handing it over to the dealer. "Ten of hearts," the man announced, holding up the card so everyone could see it; the blonde genin responded by drawing the seven of clubs. "My deal," the dealer noted, "Since you're a shinobi, you'll understand if I can't let you see the cards."
He proceeded to shuffle them, noting the position of each card that could instantly shut out the blonde upstart, before setting the deck before the teen. "Please cut the deck." He asked, watching as the blonde did so, smiling smugly as he picked up the deck again. "One for you," the dealer noted, tossing a card face down before the blonde as he spoke "one for me, one for you, one for me, one for y-ARRRRGHH!"
Tsunade blinked in surprise as the blonde darted forwards and broke the dealer's finger, earning a scream from the man as the crowd broke out into mutters. "What the hell?!" she yelled, stepping up close to the brat and grabbing his wrist, "You trying to get yourself arrested brat?!"
"I despise being cheated," Naruto muttered, glaring at the gasping dealer with his slit pupiled eyes, "I know all the tricks too, so you won't be able to cheat me so easily."
Tsunade blinked, before following the genin's line of sight to land upon the deck in the dealer's crippled hand, eyes widening at the sight. "You noticed it too? Big booby-neechan?" Naruto asked, earning a look from the kunoichi "The second card is sticking out, not the one he should have dealt." He glared at the dealer and pointed at him, "He wanted to give me that card, so that HE could get the card on the top."
The teen flipped the second card over, followed by the other two in front of the dealer, revealing three tens, "He'd have lost the round from the start with this hand." He noted, glaring at the dealer, "It's an old trick called 'second deal' it's hard to catch a master because of their finger speed."
"F-fucking brat…!" the dealer cursed, nursing his wounded digit, "Y-you broke m-my fucking f-finger!" He winced as the culprit card was tossed at him, embedding itself in the table before him.
"Nah, I was in a good mood," Naruto replied, glaring at the man and radiating killing intent "I didn't rip it off." He sighed and looked around, "Too bad though, seems like you aren't able to deal." He nodded to Tsunade, "Big booby-neechan, can you do it?"
--
Tsunade fought the urge to strangle the brat and picked up the cards, shuffling them again and dealing them out evenly. Meanwhile the dealer had set his finger, and was glaring bullets across the table at the teen, who merely looked on indifferently.
"I'll wager 100 ryo," the dealer muttered, tossing the money out, Naruto nodded and tossed out one of his own. "Let's see…" the dealer muttered, before dropping a chip and motioning to Tsunade, "I'll take two cards."
"Three for me." Naruto replied, adding another chip to the table as he took the cards, glaring across at the dealer the whole time.
"Nice glare kid," the dealer complimented, tossing another chip token onto the table, "But do you have the cards to back it up?"
Naruto replied by tossing another chip on the table, glaring at the man the entire time. "Right!" the dealer muttered, smirking at the teen as he nodded "Let's see what you got brat!"
"Two pair:" Naruto replied, spreading the hand before him for all to see, "Eight's and nines."
"Too bad," the dealer replied, spreading out his own, "Two pair: Queens and Jacks!" he whistled, eyeing the blonde carefully. 'Too close…I could have lost there!'
--
Tsunade winced, as the dealer scooped up the chips, looking the teen over in concern, only to blink as she noticed the look in those odd blue eyes of his.
It was a look she hadn't seen since the Kyuubi attacked, a look that many a man had come to fear prior to death by crushed pelvises and shattered testicles. It was a look that had been tempered by the harsh conditions in whirlpool country and the trials of the shinobi wars.
It was a look that had lead to the complete annihilation of the many underground gambling circuits in Konoha, which had flourished in its absence.
'It can't be!' she thought, 'Kushina…Kushina couldn't have any relatives left!' She stared into the red-ringed eyes and shivered, 'But there's no doubt about it! Those eyes are-!'
--
"Next game," Naruto called out, tossing a chip on the table without breaking eye contact with his opponent, "Deal."
The dealer smirked, before tossing a chip on the table almost mockingly, "Not 'next game'," he boasted, smirking at the blonde, "This is the endgame for you, brat!" He smirked as Tsunade dealt the cards, keeping his face neutral as he espied the trio of kings in his hands. "I'll take one card," he stated, tossing out a chip before blinking as he noticed the blonde hadn't touched his cards. "What's up kid? Giving up?"
"These cards are fine," Naruto replied confidently, looking into the dealer's startled eyes with his own, "I don't need to change them."
"I'm not asking that!" the dealer replied, slapping the desk, "I'm asking why the hell you aren't looking at them!"
"That's my business," Naruto replied, glaring across at the dealer and sending a shiver up the spine of the crowd, "One more thing…" he pushed all his chips forward, a good 10,000 ryo in total, "I'm betting all this on the next round."
The dealer's eyes bulged at the sight, looking into the eyes of the teen and shivering, before slamming a fist on the table. "HEY! I asked for a card!" he yelled, snapping Tsunade out of her daze long enough to toss him a card.
'Heh, you think I didn't see you two talking back there?' the dealer muttered, looking between the sennin and the genin with a smirk. 'You think you're so smart, but the densetzu no kamo's luck isn't just limited to herself, but to all those involved with her!' He allowed his smirk to deepen as he noticed the fourth king in his hand. "Feh, alright kid, I'll meet you," he pushed the chips forward, before reaching under the table, "But I'll raise you three times the amount!"
"You can't do that!" Shizune protested, moving near the table and waving a hand imploringly "He doesn't have any more chips to bet!"
"He doesn't need them," the dealer replied, "he can wager anything, his clothes, his sword…" He pointed at the blonde's forehead, "How about that headband?"
"Deal." Naruto replied, setting the sword and headband on the table solemnly, much to the shock of the dealer and Shizune, who looked mortified.
"You mustn't!" the dark haired medic implored, "A shinobi's Hitai-ate is a mark of pride! It isn't something that should be squandered on a bet!" She pointed at the sword for emphasis, "And that sword looks valuable! You can't just throw those things away for us!"
"Two of the most precious people in my life entrusted these things to me," Naruto replied without looking at the woman, missing the look of shock on Tsunade's face, "They meant for me to use them."
Tsunade stared at the teen in disbelief as shock filled her core at his words. 'How?' she whispered, 'Even with 'those eyes'…how can he be so confident?' She gripped her necklace in confusion, 'How can he be so strong?'
--
The dealer began to sweat, he was no expert but he knew from first glance that it was a masterpiece set before him. And the pride attained of robbing a Shinobi of their Hitai-ate would draw in custom from around the land. 'Coupled with the Densetzu no Kamo's legendary luck,' he cackled, shooting a leer at the blonde Kunoichi, 'I'm a shoe in to win'
His finger pulsed, and he glared across at the teen as the pain grew, 'I got four kings…so he can only beat me with four aces, a straight flush or four of a kind with a joker.' He sneered, 'but I ain't going easy on him! He thinks he can up the ante? Fine then!'
"You think you can top me?" he sneered, sweat dripping down the side of his face as the teen's glare refused to drop, "Fine then! I'll raise you a hundred times what's on the table!"
The crowd gasped as he placed the sum total of the den's earnings on the line, the other dealers looking over at their manager in shock. They were quickly soothed and joined him in leering at Tsunade, as they knew the woman's bad luck wouldn't desert them in these settings.
"Can't back up your bets?" the dealer leered, noting the look of horror on Shizune's face, annoyed that his opponent hadn't flinched, 'Dammit! Be afraid you brat! I've got you cornered!' he sneered at the blonde, "Show me your cards!"
"Hold it," Naruto called out, glaring at the man like he was an insect, "I haven't raised you yet."
"RAISE?!" the dealer all but screamed, "The hell are you talking about!? You have nothing left to offer!" he flinched as the blonde horror reached forwards, unsheathing his sword, earning looks of concern from the club.
"In the unlikely event that I lose," Naruto muttered, glaring at the man over the edge of the blade, "you can cut off my head."
The crowd fell silent; everyone stared at the teen in disbelief. The only noise came from the shocked breaths of the dealer as he stared across the table at the teen.
"A shinobi's life is always on the line during a mission," Naruto explained, getting to his feet, "those who lack the courage to risk their lives never amount to anything." He glared at the gambler from across the table, "However, no amount of money can cover the life of a human being," he pointed his finger at the gambler "so if you lose you forfeit you OWN life!"
'A-amazing!' Shizune whispered, staring between the two, hypnotized. 'He's so confident in his hand…they must be terrific cards!' she flinched as she looked over at her sensei, 'But…with Tsunade-sama's luck…'
The dealer looked around, wondering if he should accept the wager, noting the look on the others' face. 'Shit! If I pass this up and he's got a bum hand I'll be a laughing stock!' he stared at the naked blade on the counter, 'But if I loose-!' He gripped his cards and snarled, slamming them down on the table, "FUCK! SHOW ME YOUR CARDS YOU LITTLE BRAT!" he yelled, spreading his own crumpled hand before him, revealing the four kings. "BEAT THAT IF YOU CAN!"
Naruto merely arched and eyebrow and spread his cards, revealing…four queens.
--
The crowd seemed to exhale as one, Tsunade and Shizune staring at the cards as if betrayed, before the dealer's hysterical laughter broke the air.
"HYA-HA! I WON!" the man cackled, leaping to his feet and pointing at the genin in mad glee, "YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD MESS WITH THE BIG BOYS YOU LITTLE BRAT?!" He spat at the blonde's face, scooping up the katana and licking the blade mockingly, "TIME TO DIE BRAT! REPENT YOUR STUPIDITY IN HELL!"
Tsunade moved to intercept the man, knowing she could at least fight her way out, only to blink in shock as the sword abruptly came to a halt.
"Not so fast," Naruto muttered, having halted the blade by catching it between two knuckles, "You didn't let me finish."
The dealer blinked, before gazing in horror as the blonde lifted his other hand from the table revealing the grinning face of the joker he'd hidden under his palm.
'Four of a kind with a joker!' Shizune gasped, hands clapping to her mouth in relief as she gazed at the cards in shock, 'He…he pulled it off!'
"Fortune smiles upon the brave." Naruto quoted, getting to his feet as the dealer fell on his ass, "That's something I learned from a pretty cool old man back home." He frowned grimly as an image of the late sandaime appeared over his face, before pointing the sword at the man's face, "Are you feeling brave?" he asked, glaring down at the trembling man in disgust, "Well? Do you? Trash?"
Tsunade watched on as the teen's sword swung through the air, seeming to blur at times, only for the man to lie unharmed. She was about to wonder if he was bluffing, when the dealer's uniform was ripped to shreds.
"If I let the blood of trash stain my sword it'll rust for sure." Naruto muttered, sheathing the blade and leaving the humiliated man passed out, foaming at the mouth, "My winnings are enough, cash 'em out will ya?" he unsheathed the blade slightly with his thumb, letting it catch the light, "And don't try anything funny."
The remaining dealers swallowed and did as they were told, stepping around the silent form of their manager, who had apparently turned into an ashen statue, as they hurried to collect his winnings.
--
'This doesn't look good.' Jiraiya muttered, eyeing the destroyed castle with trepidation. 'I can smell the scent of serpent for miles around, but there's also the scent of booze and pig.' He sniffed again, landing next to a patch of soil where blood lay splattered, picking it up and wincing at how clotted it was despite the time it took to get here. 'No doubt about it,' he winced wiping his hands, 'It smells rotten, as if it was spilled from a corpse.' He eyed the wall warily, 'Looks like he DID seek out Tsunade after all.'
Getting to his feet, he summoned a small frog and ordered it to carry a message back to Konoha. 'It makes sense I suppose.' He reasoned, 'With something as severe as the wounds incurred during his fight with Sarutobi-sensei, you'd seek out the best healer around.' The message underway he turned on his heel and dashed off towards town again, face grim. 'I just hope you haven't agreed to help him…Tsunade!'
--
"Hey Hanabishi?" Domon muttered, looking over at his rival as they walked down the street together, "How're you doing for training?"
"Pretty good." Recca opined, his sack of winnings over one shoulder"But Koku-ji has been a little pre-occupied with something lately."
"Trouble?" the giant wondered, looking about warily for any assailants until the smaller teen waved that concern away with a snort.
"Not really, he's crafting some sort of Madogu to make sure Naruto's demon chakra doesn't run rampant," he shrugged offhandedly "something about Hanyou going berserk due to the chaos and pain of having two different chakra circulating inside them."
"Like adding hot water to a cold glass?" the Giant wondered, pointing up at a mental demonstration, to which Recca shrugged.
"Something like that." The Enjutsu-shi agreed, looking up at his rival "What about you? You master anything before we came here?"
"Ero sennin gave me a list of Earth jutsu to master." Domon replied with a grin, "I also convinced a few Iwa-nin to teach me a few?"
"I trust they were still alive after you convinced them?" Recca asked with a smirk, "Not that I care but the last thing we need is a group of headhunters after us for killing their comrades."
"Relax, they left their village years ago." Domon assured his rival, "In fact, I even got a bounty off 'em from some hunter nin a while ago!"
"And to think I thought traveling with the old pervert would be a waste of time." Recca opined with sigh, patting his bulging money sack as he fondly recalled the sack of Ryo stored away in his storage scroll. "Makes me wish we could find something good to do with it."
"Well…this IS a town." Domon began uncertainly, "And the girls DID want us to bring back souvenirs…"
The two eyed each other carefully, coming to the distinct realization that neither of them had the slightest clue on what to buy a woman for souvenirs.
"My mom says dad used to woo her with flowers." Domon began, recalling one of the few times he remembered the man being spoken of "It's why they opened a flower shop."
"The best flowers around are at Yamanaka no Hana." Recca replied, sighing in exasperation "Besides, flowers just wouldn't cut it with Fuko."
"Good point." Domon agreed, sweat dropping at the mental image of his beloved beheading the flowers with a kamaitachi, taking him with them "Maybe…perfume?"
"You crazy?" Recca balked, looking at the man like he;d sprouted another head "You know I hate the smell of perfume! Especially those mass produced types!"
"Kagero wears perfume." Domon pointed out, an image of the immortal kunoichi smiling down at them for emphasis as she waved at them.
"No she doesn't! That's her natural scent!" Recca countered, blinking at the deadpan look on his rival's face as he shook his head.
"What kind of son goes around sniffing his mother." The giant muttered, resulting in a fistfight that drew large crowds, gamblers appearing out of nowhere to bet on who would win, the scrawny monkey or the balding Gorilla.
After all, Tanzaku WAS known for it's gambling society, and who better than gamblers to seize opportunity by the balls?
--
"Orochimaru-sama?" Kabuto asked, gazing concernedly at his master as the sennin slumped into his chair, hissing in pain between clenched teeth "How are your arms?"
"For your sake I hope that was a rhetorical question." The sennin hissed, glaring death at the silver haired medic, his bitten finger trembling uncontrollably, "Kuso-! Even a gambit like that cost me more than it should have!"
"If you'd informed me of her weakness earlier you needn't have had to injure yourself." Kabuto pointed out, "You need to take better care of your arms, they're past the critical stage as it is, any further wear and tear and-!"
"Kabuto." The sennin rasped hoarsely, silencing the teen in mid-lecture, "Since when have you had the right to lecture me?"
Kabuto fell silent but refused to move away from his master in case the sennin required assistance. Sure enough the man began coughing again, his leaden arms trembling as he tried to lift them to his face to stop the blood from smearing his good kimono. "Please calm yourself!" Kabuto asked, holding a cloth to the man's mouth to absorb the blood, "I have your medicine, please take it!"
"Such useless drugs-!" the sennin hissed, eyeing the pills in disgust as they were held out to him "All they do is kill the pain somewhat!"
"True," Kabuto allotted, "But considering the fact your arms are rotting from within, would you prefer to go without them?"
Orochimaru hissed, before using his tongue to ensnare the bottle, swallowing the medication and hurling the bottle aside in disgust as he forced down the urge to retch. Kabuto sighed at this, before moving to undo the ties on the sennin's clothing. "It never ceases to amaze me." He noted, pushing the cloth aside and applying a cold compress to the man's chest, "How desperation can drive a person so. The Yondaime sealed the Kyuubi into Naruto-kun, killing himself in the process, and Sandaime Sarutobi attempted the same technique with you, even if he could only manage your arms."
"Desperation?" Orochimaru repeated with a snort, "Hardly, there is no other word for their madness but stupidity." He chuckled, "After all, what's the point of victory if you're dead? That's the logic of fools, you should know better than to praise that."
Kabuto shrugged, "As you say, Orochimaru-sama." He opined, leaving the man dressed in his sleeping attire as he carried away the clothing for storage.
'But it was that same fool that left you in such a state.' He thought snidely, even as his master howled in pain once again.
--
"Still no progress?" Kukai noted, peering into Kin's monitoring room, where the comatose kunoichi remained connected to a respirator.
"Some actually." The medic admitted, "She's reacted to mild forms of medication rather well, and according to our data, she should be conscious within a matter of hours."
"Could you hold off on notifying Ibiki-san for a while?" the bald master of Ku asked respectfully, "I'd like to have a few words with her, put her mind at ease."
"But of course." The medic replied, "Personally I'm loathe to the idea of summoning Ibiki-san here to interrogate a child, but the counselors insist on being thorough."
'There's being thorough and then there's being sadistic.' Kukai muttered, 'Not that I blame Ibiki-san for enjoying his work, but I cannot condone it being done to one so young, and a girl nonetheless.'
With that it mind, the bald man entered the room, pulling up a chair and sitting across from the raven haired Kunoichi, watching her as she began to stir. He nodded respectfully as she froze at the sight of him, but rather than losing her cool, she slowly moved so that her back was to the wall and eyed him warily.
"Don't get so worked up." Kukai instructed, "you've just come out of a coma, you were dying of chakra depletion and exposure when our team found you so I'd advise not moving about."
The raven-haired girl flinched, either from pain or from some unpleasant memory, before eyeing her surroundings warily. "Where am I?" she asked, "This isn't Otogakure."
"You're in the Konohagakure Hospital's restricted area." Kukai revealed honestly "You were brought here as a survivor of whatever Orochimaru did during the battle." He lowered his gaze slightly, "I'm afraid your teammate wasn't so fortunate."
The girl blinked, looking up at the bald man in shock, "Zaku?" she trembled, "He's…dead?"
Kukai nodded, "As is your other compatriot." He admitted, "Killed by Sabaku no Gaara no doubt, the claw marks and sand remnants found on his corpse are testimony to that at least."
Kin sagged, clutching the blanket to herself feebly as her long black hair trailed over her face. "What's…going to happen to me?" she asked, not looking at the man.
"For the moment? Nothing." Kukai stated calmly, "However, depending on your cooperation with future questioning, that may depend on the council." The girl didn't respond, so Kukai stood up, sighing as he did so. "If you need someone to talk to, just ask to see me." He instructed, "My name is Ku Kukai, just ask for Kukai-sensei and they'll contact me right away."
--
"Not a bad haul," Naruto noted, counting the total on the sheet of paper he'd been tallying up, "Plus the winnings, that makes the balance around…500 mil."
Shizune sweatdropped as the teen snickered in a rather vulpine manner, whilst sending an exasperated look at her sensei, who was hugging several sacks to her bosom like they were children. The boy, Naruto as he claimed, had offered them half the winnings, saying it was the least he could do after helping them out. Tsunade had fainted dead away at the sight of so many winnings, only coming around when he waved a couple of bills under her nose.
'Generosity like this hasn't been seen since…ever!' the dark haired medic wondered, looking over at the boy as she tried to calm her master down, 'Not even Kushina, hailed as 'Lady Luck' herself, was like this!'
"You okay Nee-chan?" Naruto called out, snapping the woman from her thoughts, "I hope you're not insulted, it's just if I keep too much of this I'll probably wind up like that baka Ero-sennin."
'Ero-sennin?' Shizune wondered blearily, sighing gratefully as Tsunade finally came to her senses, 'What on earth could he be on about?'
"Man is that the time?" Naruto wondered, checking the time on a shop's clock, "I better meet up with Ero-sennin and the others or they'll have my hide!" He grinned at the two women "You guys wanna come along? Ero-sennin said he'd buy dinner at the bar."
"We're there." Tsunade replied, not one to pass up free food and booze and feeling a little curious about the kid's traveling companions, one didn't see many genin on solo missions after all, "You should be flattered kid, I don't get talked into going to dinner very often."
"I'll bet." Naruto quipped, "Bet you gotta send them packing with a stick, big booby nee-chan."
Shizune chuckled weakly at the comment, knowing it was simply childish teasing that drove the boy, rather than his libido. That, and the fact Tsunade was in a good mood were the only reasons he'd been permitted to get away with calling the sennin that for so long.
"This is the place." Naruto explained, stepping through with a grin and espying Jiraiya scolding the other two for swiping his sake, "OI! ERO-SENNIN!"
--
"DON'T CALL ME-!" Jiraiya trailed off in mid-rant, blinking at the buxom blonde beside his wayward student, whilst, Domon and Recca stared at the woman dumbfounded.
"What the hell?" Recca wondered face redder than a baboon's backside as his eyes locked course due cleavage "Since when do breasts move around on their own?"
"Boobies." Domon agreed intelligently, face going super deformed as his eyes were reduced to two black dots, a faint trail of blood running out his nostril.
"TSUNADE!" Jiraiya yelled suddenly, standing on his chair and putting a foot on the table as he pointed at his teammate in surprise.
"JIRAIYA?!" Tsunade yelled in response, pointing at the white-haired sennin in outright shock "What the hell are YOU doing here?"
"What am I doing here?" Jiraiya repeated, blinking dumbly, "What are YOU doing here?!"
Naruto blinked looking between the two sennin in confusion, before sweat dropping, "Ano…do you two know each other?"
--
Welp, they founded her...now what?
Major: Ve could Vatch Der show?
Monitor: Kakashi is thrown into a room, looking up in horror into the face of Nemesis. He charges a raikiri, only to be implaed by the tentacle.
Kyugan: Seriously, he just stood there as it charged up. What the hell?
Kakashi: (Glares murderously at Nemesis, only to stare in horror at the single, visible Sharingan.) No...it can't be...Obito?
SPLORTCH!
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