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Chapter 6: Trust Makes the World Go Round
Anko growled and slouched even lower in her seat. How had she gotten into this mess?
"So you're saying that you want me to join your crazy little rebel Shinobi group?"
She asked Minato. Minato just nodded happily, grinning like a crazed rabbit.
"Yup! Your job would be to recruit others for our group. Maybe even other former kunoichi like you!"
Twitch
"Of course they wouldn't actually act like kunoichis."
Twitch-twitch
"Because that would just be weird. That would ruin the whole point of being rebels.
Twitch-Twitch-Twitch
"Unless of course they want to be kunoichis, which would be fin with us!"
TWITCH-TWITCH-TWITCH-TWITCH
"Yes, yes, kunoichis are very-"
"SHUT UP!!! I'll join your organization if you just shut up!" Yelled the infuriated teen. Anko then sat back in her chair, breathing heavily from her outburst. Minato beamed and clapped his hands merrily.
"Such wonderful news! You can begin your recruiting. . . NOW!!" Anko paused,
"Umm. You never actually told me why you're creating a rebel group. What's the point?"
Minato suddenly looked serious, it was scary, "Well you see, almost 25 years ago Orochimaru created the Shinobi army. It was what every country dreamed of owning; a group of elite, disciplined, and highly skilled men who would obey whoever was in charge. But then things started to change. Men who did anything wrong were punished severely, even branded."
Anko winced and fingered the leaf shaped brand; she remembered how much it had hurt.
"Finally, he introduced the concept of kunoichis. Most of us were disgusted with the thought of it, it went against every ethic we had. But by now it was too late to back out. We'd be killed if we spoke out against it. So we didn't oppose it openly. A few trusted friends and I started a rebel group. We work slowly; gaining forces, and we hope to eventually overthrow Orochimaru."
The teen sat in silence as she soaked in the speech. Interesting, very interesting. Turns out that not all Shinobi are bad. But still. . .
"Why are you still continuing to fight? I thought that the Shinobi army had been destroyed." Obito answered this time,
"Orochimaru still has many forces in different places. What the police destroyed was the main camp for Shinobis; there are still other smaller ones. What we want to do now is find other Shinobi who left the main camp, and recruit them."
"And that's where you all come in." spoke Minato, "You and several others are going to look for them!"
Anko sighed.
"Oh fine I'll do it, but-"
"YES!!!" Screeched Minato. Then the blonde jumped up and started doing the happy dance. He grabbed Rin and the handle of Obito's wheelchair, and then he pulled them out of the room.
"Oh yeah! You'll be working with Kakashi!!" Screamed the hyper man. Anko's eyes widened in horror and she turned around slowly to glance at the other Shinobi . . . And this other Shinobi was stretched out on a couch, fast asleep. The girl twitched before yelling,
"Why?! Why me?! Why do I have to work with the lazy bastard?!?!"
"Because fate hates you, deal with it." Replied the "lazy bastard" who had just woken up due to Anko's furious screams.
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"Why are we in a kitchen?" inquired Anko. She watched as Kakashi set down two glasses of clear liquid that looked suspiciously like . . . water. The man sat across from Anko and pushed one of the glasses towards her.
"Drink it" he intoned. The feisty girl met his stoic, one-eyed look with a glare.
"NO! You drink yours first!" The man sighed and ruffled his spiky silver hair.
"This is why we're here. You need to work on your trust, it's obvious that you don't trust me and that is a major weak point."
"Hmm." Snorted the teen, "I wonder why I don't trust you? Maybe it's because of your obsession with knocking me out, or kidnapping me, or-"
Her tirade was stopped by Kakashi's large hand. He kept it there for several seconds, until he was sure that Anko wouldn't keep ranting on.
"What I'm trying to say is that you need to trust me. Otherwise any mission we go on will be a complete failure." The girl said nothing, she just glared at him. Kakashi finally grabbed Anko's hands and pulled the protesting girl out the back door of the kitchen. The teen's eyes were met with the familiar sight of Kohonagakure City.
She freed herself from the man's grip and darted through the streets, welcoming the sounds of honking cars and people chatting. She was barely aware of the Shinobi following behind her.
Finally she reached a point where the grassy lawn she was walking on dropped off several feet. She jumped of the sharp edge and landed on a stretch of pavement that was only a hundred yards from her orphanage.
A rustling sound from behind her made her turn and meet the gaze of Kakashi, who was several feet above and behind her. Then she turned back to the place she called home, a place where she could find freedom from the crazy happenings of illegal companies. But it didn't feel the same. Now it felt like it was part of her memories from a different life, a life that didn't include the silver haired man that was standing just feet away from her.
Without thinking, she spun around and jumped, her hands reached above her head. A pair of warm, strong hand grabbed hers and she was lifted up and set on the ground.
She knew that she now trusted Hatake Kakashi.
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