Hello. I am little (b)itchy today. :/ No one told me anything at all. I feel rejected. :(
Well.. not to bore you to death, heres the number 19.
19
"I guessed you would say so."
"..." Hayate raised an eyebrow in so much of an Ibiki-fashion, that it just strengthened his decision.
"You are, after all, Ibiki's little toy."
Hayate turned his head oh so slowly and gave the jounin a serious look.
"What did you say?" he asked silently and Genma titled his head.
"Don't make me repeat myself." the jounin said in a bored voice and leaned closer to intimidate the smaller shinobi. "Isn't Morino training you to be his soldier?"
"No." Hayate stated frowning. This turn of event was really weird.
"You are lying." Genma spitted out with a nasty grin. "That man is a dangerous bastard. And Umino is growing to be just like him."
Hayate took a deep breath and tried to force his tensed muscles to calm down again.
"Shiranui. I am not going to hit you for trying to insult my teammate." he whispered and closed his eyes. Genma blinked. "But I am going to fucking hit you, for insulting my sensei!"
Iruka leaned back on the high chair and ran his hand trough his sweaty hair. "Maa.. looks like it's all.." he yawned and scanned the room for any other paper, needing to be filled, sorted, burned or ate.
Ibiki grunted his agreement and stood up from the other chair in the room. "Thank you, brat. I will walk you home." the sensei yawned himself and smacked Iruka over his head for rolling eyes.
"..'m not a kid.. can walk myself." Iruka muttered and pouted.
"I need to stretch my legs anyway, brat. So shut up." Ibiki said as they left the office, breathing the cold air in.
"I knew you would say that." Iruka laughed. "And it almost rhymed, you are a poet Ibiki-sama!" he cheered and bounced on his feet.
"Whatever... Let's go trough the park, it's shorter."
"I thought you just wanted to 'stretch your legs'.. or was it 'scratch'?" Iruka mused and quickly ducked before Ibiki could hit him again.
"Funny... Not."
"Sooo sorry, Ibi-sama." Iruka grinned. "Hey, ain't it Haya-chan? I feel his chakra.." he frowned and changed his way towards the source.
Hayate aimed his balled fist on the jounin's cheek and missed – the jounin had stepped aside, looking rather worried. However, Hayate was prepared for it, and hooked his leg behind Genma's knee and pulled, tripping him down.
"Ugh.." Genma gasped for breath as his back hit the ground. He wasn't thinking clearly and gripped the first thing he could – Hayate's shirt. The genin felt down on top of him and managed to get a hit on his chin.
"Stop it, kid!" the jounin yelled and tried to move from under the furious boy.
Hayate didn't answer, just landed another hit, strong enough to break something even, but Genma strengthened the part of his skin with chakra. He tried to kick the kid off, but only managed to give him more face and Hayate thanked him with a knee in his stomach.
"Stop it." he breathed out again and contemplated using force. He didn't want to get hurt, thank you very much. Hayata ignored him.
"C'moon. Calm down!" Genma ordered and managed to roll them over and pin the other's arms and legs. Hayate fought back.
"What's going on?" Genma tensed as he heard calm deep voice he knew so well. He stood up and took a step away from the genin, not really trusting him to calm down.
"Nothing at all, Morino-san." Genma said silently and looked away. He didn't want to see the torture specialist, it would bring back memories, memories he didn't want to have.
".. You are young Shiranui.." Ibiki mumbled silently recognizing the proud teen. He remembered the case with the jounin's family. It wasn't pleasant.
When the jounin stayed silent, he turned to his panting genin. Hayate hadn't stood up yet and Iruka was looking at him with concern.
"Stand up, Hayate." Ibiki said and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Hayate obeyed immediately, looking down respectfully. "Iruka, go look at Shiranui and see his wounds." Iruka nodded.
"C'mmon." the long-haired genin told the jounin and tugged on his sleeve to leave the area. If Ibiki wanted to speak with Hayate alone, it wasn't his place to oppose. It worked both ways, the two of them were best friends, teammates and what-not, but neither would go against their sensei.
"Hayate." Ibiki said slowly, forcing the young genin to look up. "What did I tell you this morning?" he asked sternly looking straight to the dark brown eyes.
"Ibiki-sama, you said we are to .. rest for the upcoming mission." Hayate said in a monotone.
"Then why were you fighting?" Ibiki asked.
"I am sorry about it, Ibiki-sama." the boy whispered, but didn't get a reply. Figures, he didn't want me to apologize. "I was fighting because of something Shiranui had said." he asnwered.
"Is that all?" Ibiki raised his eyebrow and when he got just a nod as an answer, he added: "I will not ask you, what did he say, since you clearly don't want to share it. But I will say one thing." he paused and Hayate looked at him in something between fear and curiosity.
"I am not angry because of the fight. If you want to fight, than it's acceptable. If someone insult you, or someone dear to you, it's the only permissible thing to do." Ibiki stopped for a moment, looking sharply at the genin. "However, I am disappointed in the way you just decided to ignore what I said. I am considering canceling the mission, since you won't have enough energy." Hayate looked up in a panic. "I am not going to do so." Ibiki informed him and he sighed in a relief. "I need a holiday. You are to think about it. And go sleep to Iruka, I don't want you to be late again."
Hayate nodded and stayed silent, as he still didn't believe his voice. He watched the back of his sensei as he walked away, not even turning around, as he would have, if he had been in a good mood.
I am so sorry, Ibiki-sama. Hayate choked down his sobs and turned around to go and find his teammate.
I am not going to disobey your order. Never-ever again. He sighed and rubbed his eyes and added out loud:
"I am, after all your subordinate."
well, hope you liked it, and all this things.
bye.