Hello everyone! It's a little on the short side, but its here, chapter 8! Enjoy. If the need to review is building inside of you, please don't hesitate to do so!

Bolt, holding Himawari in his arms, leaned on a tree in the woods, praying that the ninja would not find him. As he slowly edged his way toward the Village, he occasionally stopped by certain trees to hide. As he knew the land, he knew exactly where the best hiding spots were, for he remembered using them when he used to play hide and seek with his family.

"Well, well, well," laughed the Mist ninja as he paraded around the forest. "Where exactly could you be?"

It was obvious that the rage that had accumulated in the ninja had begun to subside as he was now returning to his more casual self.

"You really are a troublesome one, aren't you kid?"

As Bolt continued to hide, he could sense the ninja come closer, and closer, and closer, until…

"Hello…"

Bolt suddenly turned his head around to see the ninja in front of him. He glanced quickly around the tree to see that the ninja he had thought was approaching was but a water clone.

"Look kid," laughed the ninja, "at your age, you've probably used up all your chakra…why don't you just call it a day…"

As Bolt looked into the ninja's eyes, his fist clenched.

"Yeah, well why don't you go fuck yourself?!"

Bolt set down Himawari and jumped up at the ninja's face. As the ninja did not expect Bolt to have much willpower left, he was not expecting Bolt's unpredictable attack and did not defend himself as Bolt landed a solid punch on his face.

"Whoa!" shouted the ninja. He returned with a much stronger punch, pushing Bolt back to the tree.

"'Why don't you go fuck yourself?'" repeated the ninja. "Is that the famous wit of Bolt Uzumaki? Ha! I guess some things are just over exaggerated."

With that he picked up Bolt and landed a collection of punches on his face and stomach.

"I'll admit," laughed the ninja, "you're a persistent little bitch. But even those have to cave sooner or later."

As Bolt took the punches, he also coughed up blood.

"Damn it…" he thought as he felt he would face the same fate as Sarada, which for all he knew could have been death. "What am I going to do…shit…"

He suddenly thought about his parents, he thought about Himawari, and he even thought about Sarada. "Bolt…" said Sarada's voice in Bolt's head. "If you care about me…then you would go. If he kills me…then…he'll come after you next. Whatever you do Bolt…protect Himawari…"

Bolt suddenly gritted his teeth. Opening his eyes, he looked into the vicious eyes of the ninja in front of him. Bolt lifted up his fist and attempted to land a punch only to be blocked by the ninja. With one of the ninja's hand holding his collar and the other holding his fist, Bolt lifted up his feet and slammed the ninja's stomach as hard has he could. A large amount of wind leaving the ninja's body, he let go of Bolt who landed on the ground.

"Come on…I was able to summon one before…I need more now!" thought Bolt.

Bolt put his hands in a cross. "Shadow Clone Jutsu!" thought Bolt. In a poof, four other Bolts appeared.

"Only four…" thought Bolt, then suddenly he gave a smirk, "just enough."

"Let me show you something I learned from my Uncle Kiba!" said Bolt, his clones coming at the ninja from different sides.

"Oh really?" smirked the ninja as he lifted up his sword, "and how much force does it take to destroy a few clones? Do you think me such a weakling?"

"Well maybe you should focus on this!" shouted Bolt as he threw the second Demon Wind Shuriken directly at the ninja. The ninja's eyes widened as he jumped out of the way.

"A second Demon Wind Shuriken?" thought the Ninja, "he had two?"

With his mind on the Shuriken, one of Bolt's shadow clone's made contact with the ninja.

"I call this move Blatant Plagiarism!"

The ninja raised an eyebrow. "What?" he finally said.

"Blatant Plagiarism no Jutsu!" shouted Bolt.

The four clones pounced on the Mist ninja.

"Bo!"

"Ru!"

"To!"

Coming at the ninja from all sides, the Mist ninja was flung into the air, realizing he was coming into contact with Bolt's leg.

"Uzumaki Barrage!" shouted Bolt as he drove the Mist ninja directly into the forest floor.

As the ninja smashed into the floor, Bolt gave a smirk and a thumbs up.

"And another one bites the dust!" he shouted while his clones poofed away.

Looking around, Bolt was a little disappointed that he could not make them stick around a little longer, but he collected himself.

"Alright…" he thought, looking at Himawari then back at the center of the battlefield. "I think that…"

Turning back, he saw that the Mist ninja was straightening up his back, moving his shoulders and cracking his neck.

"Well kid," smirked the Ninja, "I'm surprised you had it in you…but now…I don't care anymore."

He pulled the sword from his back and held it in a fighting position.

"I don't care about ransoms anymore…you're going to die…"

Bolt's eyes widened as he made hand signs to try and do anything, but having drained too much of his chakra, he couldn't do anything.

The Mist ninja slowly approached Bolt. "Well kid, it's been fun, but honestly…I'm going to enjoy doing this!"

The Mist ninja ran at Bolt, who, realizing he could not do anything, closed his eyes in fear. He paused for a moment, waiting for the inevitable to overtake him. He stood for a second…then two…then three…then four. After about twelve seconds, he opened his eyes and gasped.

The giant sword was on its way to crack open Bolt's brain, but it had been stopped by a smaller blade held by a man dressed completely in black. Seeing the two blades clashing in front of him, Bolt looked into the face of the Mist ninja who looked completely stupefied by the man who was defending Bolt.

"So…" said the Mist ninja, "it's you…"

The man in black gave a nod.

"And what," said the Mist ninja, "may I ask is your reason for being here?"

The man in black smirked. "Ha. Is it wrong for a man to visit his old Village."

The Mist ninja gave a pout. "Oh…it's been so long…you really fucked us over…you know that right?"

The man in black ignored the question and pushed back the huge sword with his katana. Since he had taken the risk of blocking the end of the large sword with the part of his katana that was closer to his hand, he was able to push the butcher's sword away with ease.

"Now…" said the man, "what exactly do you want from these kids?"

The Mist ninja smirked. "Nothing really, just wanted to make some easy money. But if that means fighting you…then I'm not really interested."

The Mist ninja jumped into the tree. "You got lucky this time kid. I really would have killed you, you know?"

"And as for you," the Mist ninja continued looking toward the man in black, "We'll meet again, so I'll save my words for that fateful day."

With those words, the Mist ninja disappeared, fading into the sunset evening made artificially dark by the dense woods.

Bolt was in shock, looking at where the ninja had stood, the man in black whose back was turned to him, and Himawari's sleeping body.

The man in black walked over to Himawari and took her up in his arm.

"Come with me kid," he said in his dark threatening voice. Bolt had no choice but to obey.

What did you all think? Would you have prefered for Bolt to defeat the ninja? I was thinking about it, but, being an academy student and all, I really don't think he would be able to defeat a fully trained Mist ninja. Anyway, here's the chapter, I'll see you all next week!