Raijin
Chapter IV
Ooooh, did I throw in some goodies for everyone here tonight. Action! Bravado! Death! Suspense! I hope you guys really, really, really enjoy this action-packed chapter of Raijin. And if you guys like this one, you're gonna wet your pants when the Chuunin Exams manage to roll around. This chapter was brutal to write, and it's pretty much all done out of my ass, seeing as how I only managed to write up to Chapter III on my first go around. Enjoy Chapter IV of Raijin!
This is dedicated to , who is so impatient, she's alway fussing over things in my story. ;D Here you go, dear!
Naruto rolled his eyes as Sakura fussed over Hinata.
His head jerked toward the door, silently motioning for Sasuke to retreat from the presence of the pinkette. He followed soon after, escaping quietly into the hallway. Naruto looked out the window, and discovered the full moon illuminated the city streets with its baleful glow. It was yellow that night.
Sasuke was already down the hall, beckoning for Naruto to hop out of the window that lead to the alley beside the building.
They stayed silent as they slunk down the alley, then, as the crowds of the festival grew thick around the stands in front of them, they slipped into the crowd.
It was not very hard to find Oto-nin.
They were malicious, belligerent, and bellicose people. Always spoiling for a fight to show how dominant they were, how well they had been trained. It had been a simple stroke of luck that the two friends had stumbled upon the bar in which most of the Oto-nin frequented. Safety in numbers, they guessed.
They had only been walking for around ten minutes when a waitress came tumbling out of the arched door of the bar, spilling the contents of the jug she was holding all over the ground. Behind her, raucous laughter followed her heels. She reached for the jug and scurried away, possibly to the back door of the establishment, with a horrible blush on her face.
Sasuke and Naruto simultaneously threw a sidelong glance at each other and retreated to another of the alleyways behind the bar. Glancing around with the Sharingan activated, Sasuke gave the clear for Naruto to jump to the top of the building. He followed soon after. The Sharingan worked wonders at night with its penetrating gaze. As Sasuke scanned the surrounding rooftops for intruders, Naruto checked the building for balconies or entrances where they might be able to enter unnoticed by the Oto-nin.
"Found anything?"
Naruto looked back at Sasuke and nodded. "Window," he said, pointing over the edge. Sasuke smiled. He ran across the rooftop and leapt onto the adjacent wall. Adhering to the surface with chakra, Sasuke eased himself down a little to get a better look through the window. It appeared to be an office of some sort. Best of all, it was an empty office, too. He leapt across the alleyway again, this time sticking to the wall beside the window. He jimmied the lock a little bit, and with some applied chakra, he popped it open and swung himself inside.
He leaned back out of the window and waved Naruto in.
Naruto hung himself from the building's edge and let go. He caught the top windowsill as he fell and swung himself into the office. "Should I close the window? We may need a way out," he asked. Sasuke shook his head. "If we need a way out, we'll find one." The Uchiha moved over to the door and listened. Satisfied that no one was about to walk down the hallway, he eased the door open and glanced down the hall again. He turned back to Naruto and waved him on, giving him the silence sign at the same time.
They both moved down the hallway quickly, like ghosts haunting a house.
"I swear to god, if I have to deal with those fucking brats any more tonight, I'm gonna fucking kill myself!"
Sasuke and Naruto froze instantly. They heard the loud, belligerent woman before they saw her. Instinctively, Naruto's Fuujin activated as he grabbed the back of Sasuke's vest, catapulting them down the hallway and back into the room. They took hiding places instantly in the office, transforming into a pair of non-descript items. Seconds ticked by as the listened to the footsteps. The woman raged on even as she passed the door, cursing 'the brats' for all she was worth. Her flaming red hair whipped around as she shook her head. From across the room, Naruto knew Sasuke's eyes had narrowed when he saw that. It was not difficult to place the hair and the loud cursing.
Apparently, Tayuya of the Sound Four was still alive. While Naruto doubted that would cause any potential problems, he couldn't possibly know what the future would bring, so he resolved to tell Kakashi as soon as they returned to the hotel. An even greater question was now posed; how many of the Sound Four had actually survived the mission a year ago?
As Tayuya retreated into a room further down the hall, Naruto and Sasuke dispelled the henge and moved back to the corner. Finally content with the silence that filled the hall, they moved on.
They reached the stairs soon after that, and after some minimal fussing, transformed into two Oto-nin.
The bar was just as tumultuous as it had been ten minutes ago; obnoxious laughs and angry yells filled the seedy pub. Cigarrette smoke filled the air near the ceiling.
Naruto and Sasuke walked brazenly into the room (not that anyone cared), and sat down at the bar.
Lo and behold, the first thing they heard was 'Orochimaru.'
Naruto saw Sasuke stiffen at the name, then watched as Sasuke turned his head a little, intent on hearing the conversation better.
"... and he had them all killed. Sacrificed to Manda last night. Took them out on the plains where the wind would sweep the summoning smoke away pretty fast. The cobra ate every one of them."
It was hushed, but not impossible to catch. Apparently, several of the Oto-shinobi had taken quite the dirt nap last night. Death by serpentine massacre. Naruto shivered at the thought. He had been eaten by a snake once, too, in the Forest of Death. He did not view it as a pleasant experience, either.
"What'll ya' have?"
Naruto snapped from his reverie and looked up at the bartender, who was leaning quite apathetically against the counter.
"Eh...," Naruto hesitated, scratching the back of his head. "Sake?"
The balding man closed his eyes in agitation. It almost seemed as if all of his customers never knew what they wanted until he asked them. "Sure," he grunted, turning back to the drinks. Naruto shook his head, muttering a curse under his breath at the man. People like that really ground his gears.
"Yeah," the nin behind him continued. "I just hope Kabuto knows what he's doing. It's gonna be a real pain for all of us if we slip up on this one. After that invasion, it's pretty unsurprising the other nations are holding us at arms length. The only reason the Tsuchikage and Raikage have anything to do with us is because they hate Konoha."
Sasuke threw a sidelong glance at Naruto who rolled his eyes in return. That wasn't much of a secret in anyone's book.
The nin lowered his voice some more. "Hopefully," he said, glancing around before continuing, "Orochimaru'll be able to use that thing he's been talking about. Maybe shit won't be shot to hell right away, you know?" The rest of the oto-nin around him nodded or said 'aye,' and went back to nursing their drinks.
That piqued the two teammates' interest. What could Orochimaru possibly have this time? The possibilities were endless.
"Son of a-"
A sound that resembled that of a harpoon crashing into the side of a whale tore through the alleyway. Black threads, huge mockeries of the ones used in making cheap dolls, hung from a hulking shadow on the top of one of the buildings. Hanging from the threads below was a shape that might've resembled a man moments before, but was now twisted into a parody of the original shape. Arms and legs bent at extreme angles as the threads pulled at them, each one ripping with a nauseating noise as the person was pulled apart viciously. The last thing anyone or anything might have heard from the man was a death ratlle, and the sounds of muscle tearing.
His hitai-ate had a music note on it.
"Holy hell..."
Naruto was crouched on the bulding opposite of the bar, looking over the edge at the scene in the alley below. At night, the mess below would have looked like an oil spill, but there was no mistaking the metallic tang on his tongue as he breathed in the night air. This was not an oil spill, it was a huge pool of blood. He could see small chunks of meat in the pool, and a limb hanging limply out of a trash can to the side.
"This couldn't have been here when we leapt across earlier," Sasuke remarked as he joined Naruto on the edge. "I would have seen it with the Sharingan." Naruto threw a sidelong glance at Sasuke and huffed. "Yeah," he said, "as if anyone could miss a huge pool of congealing blood in the middle of an alley as they jumped across." He rolled his eyes. "I wonder who did this." His eyes dilated, the irises and pupils inverted colors, and the windmills expanded into the whites of his eyes. The world around him instantly shifted colors as the miniscule wind currents and after-effects of chakra usage became irradiated in shocking hues of greens, yellows, and blues.
"There's nothing around the body that indicates any type of chakra usage. Whatever ripped him apart did it with force alone. This wasn't a jutsu," Naruto said, his eyebrows furrowing. "This guy died one hell of a painful death. We should probably tell Kakashi something foul is afoot here." Sasuke guffawed, causing Naruto to look up. His eyebrow was quirked. "Yeah?" Sasuke shook his head. "Just an odd choice of words. 'Afoot'? Who says that anymore?"
Naruto pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're such an ass sometimes, Sasuke."
Sasuke grinned as he shrugged. "You're the one using antiquated phrases. Don't get pissy with me. We should probably go tell Kakashi now, though. I'd hate for anything foul to be... Ahand here." Naruto gave him a shove to the shoulder. "Ahand isn't even a word, you asshole!" Sasuke chuckled. "I know."
"Oh…"
Naruto held his hand out, letting the cool drops of rain that were now falling splash in his palm. "Sasuke," He said, looking up at the sky. "It's raining."
Little did they know, they were being watched by two pairs of eyes atop the building adjacent to theirs. The building had two extra levels, leaving the two interlopers concealed by height. The first of the two pairs of eyes belong to a young man with brown hair; he had on a Jounin outfit, and was crouched closest to the edge of the building. The second was one that Naruto and Sasuke were very familiar with; he was the glasses wearing assistant of Orochimaru, Kabuto. Kabuto was standing beside the other boy with his hand on the chuunin's shoulder.
"Do it," he said. His hand squeezed tighter on the boy's shoulder for confirmation.
Sasuke watched in slow motion as an arc of lightning shot down from the sky in slow motion. It was absolutely beautiful through his Sharingan eyes. He watched as it arc from the cloud and onto the roof of the building adjacent beside them. It paused momentarily on the roof, then arced again, aiming at the very spot they were standing.
Sasuke was fast enough to react. He pushed off the roof with his powerful legs, sending him flying backwards. Naruto, on the other hand, was not, nor could he see the lightning bolt in slow motion like Sasuke. The Uchiha realized too late that he should have jumped forward to push Naruto and himself out of the way, rather than jumping backwards. He could see the curious look on Naruto's face as he jumped backwards, as if questioning what Sasuke was doing.
He saw the lightning bolt impact Naruto in the center of his chest, leaving a smoking, sizzling hole. As the 10,000 volts coursed through his body, t he boy spasmed once, then fell to the floor of the roof, lifelessly. The rain falling on his body sizzled as it turned to steam on contact with the hole. Sasuke's eyes widened with terror. It looked like the whole he made at the Valley of The End. His eyes turned up towards the roof of the building beside them, and his eyes narrowed into a glare so full of hatred it made Kabuto shrink backwards from the edge of the roof.
"We have to go, now!" Kabuto yelled at his companion as he turned and began to run. The boy followed suit. Kabuto took two steps and heard a hideous sound behind him. His morbid curiosity getting the best of him even in the flight for his life, he turned his head to look.
His former associate was levitating an inch off the ground, held aloft by the finely crafted silver blade of the White Fang. Sasuke was standing behind him, his face splashed with crimson, the Mangekyou Sharingan blazing. The body gave a juddering lurch to the left as he prepared to pull the blade from the corpse.
With a powerful pull to one side, the White Fang exited the oto-nin's side under his ribcage with a sickening sound, and his entrails spilled out all over the roof.
Kabuto began to run as fast as he could. If he could make it back to the Otogakure safehouse, he'd be okay.
"Aaaaah, I love being right."
"Just because you told me he had something left in him after awakening me, doesn't mean you can be counted as right, fox."
Naruto rubbed his head as he picked himself up off his mindscape's floor. He stood up and shook his head of the rest of the mental cobwebs, and tried to form a coherent thought.
"Why am I here?" he asked. He was miffed that he had been called here again. He was really getting tired of these little meetings the Kyuubi liked to call lately.
"He doesn't know, then… Interesting."
The massive beast leaned in towards the bars, a pose that had long ago become his favorite. It showed off his fanged maw and perpetually bloodshot eyes perfectly.
Naruto scratched his head. "Know what?"
The Kyuubi laughed. "What else, boy?" He paused for dramatic effect. "You're dead."
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Sasuke chased after Kabuto like a man possessed. He hadn't felt like this in a year… Not since he first started to battle Naruto at the Valley of the End. The blood sang in his veins as he was overcome with an incredible bloodlust. He was going to squash the maggot that was Kabuto once and for all. Once he was removed from the equation, Sasuke could kill Orochimaru with Naruto as they pleased.
Kabuto ran as fast as he could, ignoring the rain spattering against his glasses; he was in a chase for his life, and he did not enjoy being the mouse. Usually, it was the other way around. What had he gotten himself into? When Orochimaru ordered the Uzumaki boy killed, he hadn't planned on being the one who was sent to do it. It made sense, though, for Orochimaru to send his second in command to ensure the mission went successful. "Take a shinobi with you. One who can kill the brat, and make sure the job is complete," the snake had hissed.
Kabuto looked behind him, locking eyes with the enraged Uchiha. A mad expression was on the teen's normally composed face. Kabuto had really stepped into it this time.
"I-I'm dead? Like, for good? Then how are we still here?" Naruto cried out.
The Kyuubi looked up at Kaze, who had been hovering next to his head.
"The brat figured it out, then. We can never have fun." The great beast's lower lip curled over his bottom teeth in a nightmare-ish pout. Kaze shook the orb that was his body back and forth.
"Your sense of humor is a bit different from mine…"
"And from mine!"
The voice boomed around the cavern like it had been said through a megaphone. It sounded not unlike a clap of thunder. The Kyuubi rolled its bloodshot eyes. "Dramatics. Do people never get tired of dramatic revelations?"
Naruto looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. "Who are you?" he called, and as an afterthought, "why is there someone else in my head? I'm beginning to feel like a schizophrenic." A flash of lightning followed his statement, slamming into the ground and leaving behind a smoking... weasel? Said weasel looked up at him with golden eyes that had slitted pupils, almost like a snake. "Hello."
Naruto took a step back with a dumbstruck look on his face. "Wha-wha-what the fuck?"
"You seem surprised, Naruto. As Kaze had put it, you should have already grown to be used to strange voices in your head. Is it so scary that you have another one floating around?" the weasel asked. It sat up on its haunches and cocked its head to the side, waiting expectantly on an answer.
"Uhm, Yes," the teen deadpanned. "It's not like I don't mind some company... Things are just getting a little weird around here. And who are you, anyway?"
The weasel tutted in a very human fashion. "I don't have a name. Don't need one, because I'm not getting too attached to you. You've already died once, right? Odds are, once you pop out of this little thing you have set up here, you're gonna die for good."
"Uhhh... Not exactly, weasel."
The weasel looked up at the fox behind the bars with a questioning gaze. "What?"
The king of beasts sighed. "It's not really possible for Naruto to die unless the seal is destroyed or cataclysmic damage is done to his body, like being hacked in half... My youki holds him in a state of perfect health, and knits back anything short of dismemberment... Even if he was was disembowled, as long as the seal is intact, I could probably knit the blond asshole back together. If the seal goes, I go, and so does he."
The weasel made an 'o' with his mouth. "Ah."
"Well, anyways... That lightning bolt you just took to the chest pulled me from the elemental plane and threw me here. Don't really care about the whys or the hows."
Naruto shook his head. This was getting out of control. Why did everyone have to be pulled into his mindscape from god knows where? He voiced his opinions as such.
The weasel shot him a look like he was an ignorant fool, which the boy returned with a glare.
"You're the first Jin in forty generations or so, boy. Our elemental bonds to the Jin pull us here to this plane whenever one activates his power. You, apparently, was struck by lightning and killed, leaving a momentary lapse in the walls that hold our worlds apart. Whenever a Jin activates their power, one of us is called, depending on the hereditary affinity they have. You, I suppose, have two. This is a strange case indeed, though, because no Jin, and I mean no Jin, has ever had multiple affinities."
Naruto paused. So, he was different from everyone else in another way. Wonderful. He turned his gaze back up to Kaze and the Kyuubi, who both shrugged. "He has a point," they both said in unison. The extended period of time together was really getting to them. It was creepy to hear the Kyuubi identify with anyone in any form of above average familiarity.
"So what does that mean, though? Naruto asked. He really was confused as hell by the whole situation. Why couldn't anyone ever give him a straight answer?
"It means you are a Raijin, Naruto. On top of being a Fuujin, the gods or whoever's out there watching you has granted you another gift. As if the Kyuubi and the Fuujin wasn't enough," the weasel said, rolling his golden eyes. "Seriously, if you don't become one of the world's movers and shakers with all of this power, I'm going to head back to the elemental plane when you die and curse you to every one of my friends. You're waaaay to overpowered for your own good."
Naruto shot the weasel the most evil deathglare he could create. "You," he said, jabbing a finger at the small gold-furred ferret, "apparently haven't met the bad guys around here, then. Being in another world for forty generations means you don't know shit about what's going on in this world."
The weasel narrowed his eyes. "You will respect your elders, child." The ferret swirled a pawed hand in the air three times and pointed it at Naruto, who was immediately struck by a lightning bolt from the ceiling. The boy was knocked back a couple of feet and into the water on the floor. The weasel advanced on his position, menacingly holding his paw up while walking on his two back legs. If Naruto hadn't been in pain, he would have laughed. Before the weasel could summon another bolt, though, to finish teaching Naruto his lesson, the Kyuubi's paw shot out from the cage and swiped the ferret back to the bars, holding him against the metal.
"You will respect your master, weasel," the king of beasts growled. Naruto was taken aback by how evil he sounded. It had been so long since he had heard that tone of awesome authority and power, he had forgotten the truly destructive nature of the beast locked in his stomach. Naruto picked himself up off the floor as the Kyuubi released the small ermine, who landed gingerly on his feet and dusted his fur off with his paws.
"Yes, well, then." He shot a look of apology to Naruto, who nodded in return.
"Sorry, I tend to have bouts of anger. Being a lightning elemental means I behave quite like a thunderstorm. Sometimes, I'm more bluster than anything. Anyways, you should probably get going back to your world. I think your friend may be biting off more than he can chew."
Naruto's eyes widened. "Oh, shit! Sasuke!"
Sasuke performed the Shunshin and landed right on top of Kabuto.
Stabbing the White Fang through the older teen's shoulder, he pinned Orochimaru's assistant to the roof of a building. Twisting the blade, Sasuke was rewarded with a sharp cry of pain from Kabuto, who had thought he had made it to safety.
Wrong.
"You killed my friend," Sasuke said through clenched teeth, his Sharingan blazing like a wildfire. The tomoe began to spin rapidly and bleed into one another as they formed the Mangekyou Sharingan, the ultimate trump card of the Uchiha clan. Kabuto grasped weakly for the blade holding him to the ground. He wasn't going out like this. He couldn't. While he hated Orochimaru for some of the things he had done, the snake was still the only person who even came close to being like a father to the teen.
"You denied my master," Kabuto said through equally clenched teeth. His foot caught the ledge of the building. He had a plan, now.
"Your master is evil, Kabuto. And so are you, you traitorous scum. You're no better than Itachi." Sasuke took a kunai from the pouch at his waist and stabbed through Kabuto's hand, further pinning him to the roof of the building. The teen was going to enjoy killing Kabuto. The blood singing through his veins still, Sasuke kept a firm hold on White Fang while he reached for another kunai. He was going to pin the traitor's other hand to the surface below.
"I might not be any better than Itachi, Sasuke, but you'll never be as strong as he is."
Kabuto, if anything, was a calculating man. All he needed was a pause, a loosening on the hold Sasuke had on him, and he could break free. Luckily, he knew Sasuke's sorest spot. His brother, the prodigal, murderous son of the Uchiha clan: Uchiha Itachi. Kabuto got that pause and took the advantage.
He pushed the ledge with his feet, sending the super sharp blade of the White Fang through his shoulder and out of its top. That same action had another set of consequences, too. Sasuke lost his balance on the rogue medic-nin and toppled off of him, whilst the same motion that toppled Sasuke also allowed Kabuto enough leverage to pull his hand free of the kunai. Healing himself with all he had, Kabuto took two lunging steps away from the downed Uchiha and jumped off the roof.
As his chakra began to surge for the familiar shunshin technique, he felt overjoyed that he had survived an encounter with the second most dangerous Uchiha alive. The chakra rose in his coils-
and stopped dead as a strong grip closed itself around his throat. The hand pushed him back towards the roof he had just left with enough momentum behind it to carry him across to the other side of said roof, and pin him to the ground again. Whoever was holding him was strong enough to send a buzzing sensation through his body.
Kabuto's eyes opened, and in the same motion, widened to saucer-size as he looked into the face of a very pissed off Uzumaki.
The eyes...
Naruto's eyes had a ring running a fraction of a centimeter around the iris, and had three black 'x's spinning in the ring. His eyes weren't the usual shocking blue, either; the color was slowly fading from blue to yellow, then finally to a deep golden color.
The first punch surprised Kabuto with its incredible force. Of course, it paled to being slapped by Orochimaru, but it still stung, even to his constantly regenerating body. The instantaneous bruise the blow left disappeared almost immediately after the blow had been struck as the collapsed veins knitted themselves back together. The second punch was as strong as the first, but broke his jaw on contact. Heat built up in his teeth and gums as the chakra began to repair the bone. The third punch was so vicious, it knocked Kabuto's eye out of its socket; the optic nerve reeled itself back in, though, and reset Kabuto's eye before the fourth punch landed.
The fourth punch never landed, though.
Kabuto opened his eyes again, and through cracked glasses, watched as Naruto was pinned to the ground by an Oto Jounin, and Sasuke was thrown off the roof, bodily, by a large Chuunin.
Kabuto could hear the Uzumaki screaming as he picked himself up off the ground and readjusted his glasses. The screaming was oddly muted, though, so Kabuto ran a hand over his ear and repaired the burst eardrum within. The sound of Naruto screaming grew clear as Kabuto came fully to his senses.
"Shut him up, will you, Dotou?"
The Jounin holding Naruto obliged and slammed a fist in to the boy's face, then covered the Uzumaki's mouth.
Kabuto stalked over, a malicious glint in his eye. He would repay the pain tenfold.
"Think you're a badass, don't you, Naruto?" he asked, taking off his glasses and rubbing them with his sash to remove the last bit of raindrops from them. "Think you're a real hero for coming after me like that, don't you? Trying to rescue Sasuke again?" The older teen laughed. "Pathetic," he said. "The poor little orphan Jinchuuriki with a hero-complex. You thought you could kill me?" Kabuto drew his hand back and slapped Naruto across the face, backhanded. "You need to learn some humility."
Naruto's face tightened into a glare over Dotou's hand. They had lost their golden color, and were now a stormy blue. Full of anger and hatred for the man in front of him. Naruto could feel something rising in him, but through the fog of being slapped so hard and of the rage over Sasuke being thrown from the roof, he couldn't really understand what it was. Byakaze hummed angrily in its sheath on his back, buzzing against the wood like an enraged bee.
The blood in his veins began to burn.
Kabuto slapped Naruto across the face again. He enjoyed that particular violent act; there was something so degrading about being slapped. The psychological effect was worth it alone. He failed to notice the blue in Naruto's eyes begin to darken as vestiges of purple began to invade the jinchuuriki's iris. The boy's considerably shaggy hair was hiding it, having been drenched by the rains that had become drizzle by now.
Naruto knew what was rising in him. Something he hadn't called on since the Valley of the End.
Dotou screamed as a pair of vicious fangs sank into the meat of his hand and tore a large chunk of flesh from the bones therein. Naruto's head snapped up as he gave in partially to the beast, flinging the hair out of his eyes and revealing deep crimson orbs: the color of freshly spilled blood.
Kabuto didn't have any time to react. Hatake Kakashi would have been hard pressed to move fast enough to escape the clawed hand that enclosed Kabuto's windpipe. What was it with this boy and choking his enemies to death?
Orochimaru's asisstant heard a gurgled scream behind Naruto; Dotou's throat had been slit by a kunai, and the other Jounin who had thrown Sasuke off the roof was lying on the floor with the White Fang protruding from his forehead.
As blood began to pump harder to escape the blocked veins in Kabuto's neck, his vision began to swim. He locked eyes with Naruto again, who still hadn't lost that evil red glare. The boy was truly a wonder. Orochimaru should have taken Naruto as a body to begin with, and left Sasuke to rot back in Konoha, friendless, alone, and obessessing over his older brother. But because Orochimaru hadn't killed either one back in the forest of death, the snake sannin had created a pair of enemies who would be extremely hard to deal with should they mature in their abilities.
As the last fleeting moments of Kabuto's rotten life ticked by, he could have sworn he heard the sound of birds chirping. How beautiful they sounded here on the rooftops of Kusagakure.
He gasped for air as the hold on his neck was loosened and a pair of intensely strong hands put him in a half-nelson, turning him to see the origin of the sound of chirping birds.
Sasuke plunged the Chidori into Kabuto's chest and gripped the older teen's heart with his hand.
Five thousand volts of electricity course through Kabuto's body much like it had coursed through Naruto's only minutes before. How those minutes seemed like an eternity ago to the dying Oto-nin.
Sasuke let the final bit of control go on the Chidori and exploded Kabuto's wicked heart, leaving nought but a smoking hole in the boy's chest.
Phew... That was an intense scene to write. I think I captured the emotions well, but I'll let my reviewers be the judge of that. How did you guys like the end of the wicked medic, Kabuto? I thought it was a pretty fitting end, but don't get it twisted... It took everything Naruto and Sasuke had to kill a jounin level shinobi, albeit an extremely hard to kill jounin. Don't think that their eventual fight with Orochimaru is going to be a walk in the park, because it will be far from it. If you remember correctly, Kakashi was an extremely difficult fight for Sasuke and Sakura back before they left for Kusa, and he was a high level jounin. He wasn't even trying. Now, put it into perspective and think about the fight with Orochimaru. What would the two have to go through to kill a Kage level shinobi? Or could they even manage to kill him at all? Anyways, read and review, like always! -Hangovergoblin
P.S. to : I hope the chapter explains why this part of the series is called Raijin, my faithful fan!