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Sakura::(-.-) ...
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And to thank you, here is Chapter 5 of The Hybrid Chronicles:: Naruto Style!! Enjoy!
(Hinata's point of view)
New York City is manly known for it's wide range of buildings. Restaurants, malls,
government officials', businesses. You name it, it's probably here. New York City is also known for it's gang bangers, rapists, druggies, and con-artists. Highly religious people call it Satan's City. I, however, am not religious. Yeah there's the fact I have angel blood running through me. But that doesn't count.
Or does it?
Hmmmm....
Anyway, even though it's called Satan's City, I feel more at home here. Which is kinda creepy. Considering, that I'm now lying on a hundred year old mattress (covered in dust and 'other' things) in a cheap motel room. Oh yeah I really feel at home.
That, my friends, was sarcasm.
Stick with me and that won't be the last of it.
But seriously, I don't know what it is.
It just seems to pull me in.
(Regular)
After thoroughly bathing, Hinata sat cautiously in an 'overly' plushy chair. Why cautiously? Because it looked like any moment now, the chair would explode. It was pale pink and gave off the unpleasant smell of barf with a hint of something else. Resisting to throw up herself, she considered her choices.
Sit in a chair that smells highly of vomit...
or lay on a bed that has many (still wet) stains?
Stains of what? She really didn't want to know.
When she was checking in earlier, the desk lady told her that a young couple were last to occupy that room. So how the stains were created, was pretty obvious.
It sickened her really.
Not the whole sex part. Sex is vital.
No, the thing that sickened her was the 'couple' part.
Love.
All it did was hurt you.
At least that's what she thought.
The only person she had ever loved, was taken away from her. All she knew was pain and loss.
In a world so full of pain and hatred, how could love even exist?
The answer is it doesn't.
Love is just a word people created so that their lust-filled minds wouldn't mark them as gross or indecent.
A man who only thinks of sex could go up to a nice girl, flirt with her,then after a week, just say those three little words and TA-DA!
SEX MANIA!
...Not really but you get my point.
All that really matters in this world is money, power, and sex.
Slowly, Hinata lowered her head back on the chair. Only to have the disgusting odor suffocate her.
Oh how it all sickens her.
(A few blocks away)
A Skyscraper cast it's shadow down upon the passing pedestrians, like a blanket of black soot. At it's base, a lone figure stood, glaring at it like it was taunting him. For all the wondering pedestrians knew, it could've been. However, to most it was just an ordinary building. But what they didn't know was that the very building they passed everyday, housed the most evil beings in the world.
Yet, on the outside, all that people saw was The Akatsuki Building Corporation. Nothing more. Nothing less.
The figure, finally giving up on glaring at an inanimate object, turned and walked away.
It was almost sunset and the building wasn't gonna go anywhere. He could always come back tomorrow and continue.
Leaving the eeiry shadows, his golden hair seemed to glow in the setting sun.
Passing by a cheap motel about 2 blocks away from The Akatsuki Building, he saw a familiar face.
Standing on a ladder looking through one of the many motel windows, was his 'pal' Jiraiya.
Shaking his head at Jiraiya's antics, he yelled out.
"Yo Jiraiya!"
The said man stumbled but quickly steadied himself.
Looking down, Jiraiya responded. "Kid! What are you trying to do?! Get me caught?!"
The boy couldn't help but chuckle. Here was his old friend Jiraiya, peeking at girls through a window,in public! The man had no decency.
Looking back up at his friend, the boy paled and quickly pointed. Jiraiya, catching his friend's look, quickly turned around. Only to get a broom shoved in his face.
"How dare you! Have you no decency?!" the woman yelled as she continuously hit the pervert with the broom.
'Nope', the boy thought. 'he doesn't have a lick of decency.' (A/N Have you heard of that saying before? Sorry...plz continue)
Jiraiya, seeing no way out, did the only thing he could think of. He jumped and clamped his arms around the drain pipe. It wasn't his brightest idea, but it was better than being beat to death with a broom. He watched as the ladder he just previously occupied fell to the ground with a clang. Apparently, the woman was still upset about being spied on.
Now how the hell was he supposed to get down?
Suddenly, he slid a few inches down the drain pipe. Jerking to a stop, Jiraiya quickly took notice that the drain pipe was oozing grease. Looking up, a big glob of it fell right on his face. Wiping as much as he could away, he looked up and finally saw the woman he'd spied on pour more grease on the drain pipe.
Yep, she was still pissed.
Jiraiya could slowly feel his hands losing their grip.
Looking down at the boy, he shouted, "Get the ladder!"
The boy gave him a 'WTF' look.
Jiraiya looked up. The boy ,doing the same, laughed.
Jiraiya sure did get himself into a bunch of trouble.
Hauling ass, the boy ran to the ladder and hoisted it up. When the ladder was finally up, Jiraiya tried to reached for it. But it was too far away. Growling, he looked down and glared at the boy. The boy, slightly chuckling, started to climb up. Apparently, he had to do everything around here. Reaching the fifth level, he stopped.
Jiraiaya was growling louder. What was the boy doing?! He was stuck on the 9th level, not the fifth!
The boy, however, ignored the growling old man and continued to stare through the window closest to him. Inside was a girl. Not just any girl though. Her hair was a dark blue and reached the top of her thighs. She was fairly normal in height. 5'6" maybe. She was thin yet curvy in all the right places. The beautiful maiden was just removing her shirt when the boy's train of thought was interrupted.
(Thud!)
Darting his gaze to the ground, the boy saw that Jiraiya laid sprawled across a bush.
'Atleast the bush broke his fall', the boy thought returning his gaze to the window maiden, which had disappeared. He sighed. He started to descend when a glare caught his eye, momentarily blinding him. Looking closer into the maiden's room, his breath caught. Laying on the bed in plain sight were two Rugar 9mm P95 pistols.
'Now what would such a beautiful lady be doing with those?' he asked himself. He silently opened the window and moved inside. Looking at the window he chuckled.
'A cheap motel indeed.'
Crossing the room in a millisecond, he grasped one of the pistols. It looked previously cleaned and it was loaded.
'Who is this girl?!' his mind screamed.
As he went to lay the pistol back on the bed, he felt a cold barrel pressed between his shoulder blades.
"Well how nice of you to intrude. Now what the hell are you doing in here?!"a fierce voice questioned behind him.
"The name is Uzumaki. Naruto Uzumaki. And you are?" He insisted, smiling like an idiot, even though he was caught red-handed.
She sneered. "Don't change the subject!"she screamed.
"But you didn't tell me your name." he pouted.
She pressed the gun barrel harder into his back.
"Hey!" Naruto yelled."No need to bite my head off."
"What are you doing here?" she repeated slowly, since he seemed a bit slow.
"You're not gonna actually live here are you?" he asked as he observed the puny motel room.
"What the Hell?! Quit changing the subject you moron!" Her finger just itched to pull the trigger, and get rid of this idiot. She pretty sure the world would be better without him. But before her finger could even twitch, her gun was knocked out of her hands and across the room.
Looking up she saw an old man haul himself through her window.
'I am SO gonna cover that window with cement.' she thought, angrily. It was two against one and she was weaponless.
She was prepared to fight until she actually looked at the old man.
Finally hauling himsef through the window, only falling once, he stood and assessed the scene. He didn't even glance toward Naruto, no his eyes were on the girl.
"Hinata!" he beamed happily, walking to her and encasing her in a bear hug. "How nice of you to finally join us!" he yelled as he pulled away.
"Jiraiya, you old fart! I couldn't find that address you sent to me." Hinata scolded the old man. "Is it even a real address?!"
Jiraiya looked bewildered. "Are you calling me a liar?! Hinata, my dearest, you just didn't look in the right place." he explained. To tell the truth he was scared of the young girl in front of him.
Naruto, frozen in place, just continued to watch the scene unfold until it got too much for him.
"FREEZE!" he yelled, stopping the two and their arguing. "You know her, Jiraiya?" he asked.
Jiraiya, relizing that Naruto knew nothing, explained.
"While I was in Georgia last week I met this beautiful young woman in a bar. We talked and I told her how I worked for this (cough) 'group' who were dead set on killing every last one of the Akatsuki. I guess you could say she was surprised. For she too was after the Akatsuki."
Naruto's jaw fell to the floor. "So you mean she's on our side?!" he exclaimed.
Hinata finished for Jiraiya. "I wasn't. I'm after the Akatsuki for my own personal reason. After Jiraiya and I talked, he asked me to meet him here in New York. He was leaving that night but I had some things I needed to take care of. He gave me an address but it seems...that it was a fake!" She glared at the said man.
"It was not a fake." Jiraiya replied stubbornly. "You just can't read directions."
Even Naruto knew that Jiraiya had crossed the line.
Hinata's head was down, her bangs covering her face. "What did you just say?" Her voice was calm yet it sent a chill up their spines.
"Uhhhh.." Sure it wasn't a brilliant remark but it didn't matter. Jiraiya knew that no matter what he said, she'd still kill him.
Luckily for him, Naruto intervened.
"Where were the directions to?" It was a simple question, used to divert her anger.
"The directions were supposed to lead me to your base, or whatever." Her voice was normal yet no one moved or said a word, afraid to set off the volcano.
Naruto, however, was stupid enough to risk his life.
"Well how about we just take you there right now?"
It was a nice suggestion. Yet Naruto didn't know Hinata the way Jiraiya did. Sure they only talked about an hour but he could just predict people. And what he predicted was that Hinata was going to kill them. Not too gently either.
Hinata remained unmoving, her bangs making it impossible to see her expression.
It was quiet. Too quiet.
Then suddenly, the explosion came.
"Okay." she beamed as she skipped off to gather her things.
Naruto and Jiraiya stood there absolutely stunned.
'Well, that was weird' they thought.
As they watched the girl run back and forth collecting what little things she did own, Jiraiya remembered something.
Looking at Naruto, Jiraiya was surprised to see him wearing his shit eating grin while watching Hinata.
*Bonk!*
"What was that for?!" Naruto yelled as he rubbed his wounded head.
Jiriaya sneered at the boy. "That was for leaving me sprawled across that bush." Jiraiya sulked. "I was molested by a hobo, I'll never be the same!" He cried as he went into his little emo corner.
While Naruto gaped at his father figure, he didn't notice Hinata come up to stand beside him.
"What's his problem?" she asked, only slightly worried.
Naruto continued to gape, only saying a few words.
"Bush, Hobo," Twitch twitch. "Molest, Jiriaya, Emo."
'And they call me crazy.' Hinata thought with a smile, draping her small carrying bag over her shoulder. She gently, yet firmly, grabbed Naruto's hand, only glancing for a brief second at Jiraiya on the floor, before exiting out of the room.
Naruto, surprised about the contact, blushed a deep crimson yet squeezed her hand in return.
The whole time Hinata was smiling, thinking only one thing.
'I guess it's not..completely sickening."
Preview for Chapter 6::
"Hinata, meet our leader."
"The name is Tsunade."
"Hinata, Help ME!"
"Hanabi!"
Vixen:: DUN DUN DUUUNNNNN!
Hinata:: I-I-I held Naruto-kun's h-hand?
Naruto:: Believe it! And it was great Hina-chan!
Hinata:: (Faints)
Vixen:: Do you see what you did?! Go sit in the corner! (points to Jiraiya's emo corner)
Jiraiya:: Come Join Me Naruto. (Zombie-like Jiraiya grabs Naruto's leg and drags him into the darkness)
Naruto:: NOOOO!!!
Vixen:: ...Well that was weird.
Anywho! I kinda liked this chapter. It doesn't have much action but there is some comedy in there. To tell you the truth, I was originally gonna have Hinata tazor Naruto in this chapter, but noooo.. My stupid cousin has to be all "romance, Romance, ROMANCE!" After she "helped" (when I say helped I mean she Completely Took Over My Computer! Which is a major NO-NO!" ... i went back and fixed it. But I kinda liked some of the ideas she had so..yeah. All the comedy was totally me though! =D
I NEED HELP!!
What should I name the 'group' Naruto and Jiraiya are in. I'm just gonna go ahead and tell you guys, it's an assasins type thing (sort of). So I need suggestions. All are welcome and in the next chapter where it's revealed I'll totally put the winner in there! Here is what you do.
Send::
Your suggestion, your character name and what you'd look like. (In case you win.)
So let the games begin. I'll update within a week. (promise =D) and by then I should have the winner picked.
Well g2g, Later!