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Han's POV
Han stomped as he made his way across the mountain. His eyes fixed on the path ahead of him. He was probably nearing the edge of the mountain, from their he'd have to jump. It was only when he was nearing to the edge and point of the mountain that he saw the lights. It was night and they flared bright like flames. There was a large figure in the distance, Han nearly thought he was daydreaming.
Sister...Kokuo said in his head.
Sister? You have a sister? Han asked in a state of confusion.
Chomei, she's in the village. She's in pain. Kokuo explained.
Han looked at the village with curiousity. He heard cries and a sort of buzzing that reached Han's ears from here. Taigakure...he thought. With a giant leap he went down the mountain, the air brushing his face quickly. He hit the ground causing a big dent to be created. He looked up. He had jumped about fifty feet downwards. New record, he thought with amusement. He began to run although the steam armor slowed him down somewhat. The cries from the village got louder and louder until the heat had reached Han's face. A woman ran into Han and took one look at him then screamed louder and ran around him. Dozens of people ran away from the destruction. Han looked on in amazement as amounts of water and fire hit the giant figure that was screeching loudly.
Han reached the entrance to the village covering his eyes as a shockwave threatened to blow him away. He looked up and saw what must have been the most incredible thing he had seen in his life. The beast was sort of flying with six large and scaled wings, at the end was a green tentacle that must have been a tail. Connected to the wings was a blue armored body that resembled a beetle. It was layered and had six twig-like arms. It seemed to have the helmet a knight would wear except the end was horned and sharp.
Chomei! Kokuo shouted within Han.
Han attempted to move closer but was blown back by another shockwave. Chomei was barely hovering above a circle of fire. The screeching was louder and made Han want to collapse. He looked around. Numerous dead bodies were laying on the ground, some of them were young and frail, some were old. Some were scorched to the point of being a burnt skeleton. Han had the urge to throw up but fought it down.
"Kill it! More fire!" Han heard someone shouting commands. He looked and saw a man pointing at Chomei and yelling with determination. They were going to kill the beast.
Stop them...please. She's my sister. Kokuo begged. Han had never really heard his partner say something like that. He felt a sort of determination rise and build up within his heart. He wanted to protect Chomei and help Kokuo. He would do that even if it killed him.
Naruto's POV
Naruto got out of bed as he heard the doorbell ring. He looked at his clock. It was past twelve and the moon was shining through his window. He wondered if it might be Kakashi or Sakura coming to tell him terrible news. Like Sasuke's dead body was found in a ravine or that the Ichiraku Ramen Shop had closed down. he groggily rubbed his eyes and approached the door. He opened the door and saw who it was. Hinata was there holding a package in her hand. She was blushing.
"What are you doing here?" Naruto asked.
"I was just...I needed to ask you something." She replied her eyes to the ground. Naruto sighed.
"What is it?"
"Do you think we're going to go to war?" She asked. Naruto looked at her long blue hair. She raised her head and looked him in the eyes. He saw a sort of sadness in her eyes. Usually it was a sort of emptyness of hopelessness he hated seeing.
Naruto, wondering how to answer the question said, "Not sure. Maybe. Sakura said that Danzo is going to the summit."
"But do you think we might go to war?"
"Probably. I mean if Danzo's in charge we definetly are going to war." Naruto joked.
Hinata smiled, "We'll have to fight in the war since we're considered adults."
"I guess that's true."
"We might you know...die. And then it'll be over. We'll be on the other side."
Naruto didn't respond. He didn't like to think about the war that often. He knew they were after him, the Nine Tails inside him and if they got him, the Akatsuki would be strong enough to destroy Konohagakure, maybe the whole world. Naruto took in a deep breath and replied, "Yeah..."
"Do you remember the fight with Pain?" Hinata asked. Naruto was confused for a few moments. Then he remembered the supposed "leader" of the Akatsuki that he had defeated. He nodded.
"Do you remember what I...what I said...to you?" She had her head down again.
Naruto scratched his head. Then he remembered Hinata's act of bravery and what she had said to him. Hinata lifted her head and hugged him. It was a simple act, but it wasn't something people did for him very often. He felt sort of awkward. His hands moving to surround her.
"I just wanted to let you know, just in case we don't see each other tomorrow. I just want you to know..." Hinata tried to say. Her voice was cracking.
Naruto felt sorrow flood through his body. He didn't know why but he just felt sad that Hinata and him wouldn't have any sort of future. That maybe these days were the last days he would have with her. Madara and the Akatsuki could attack anytime.
So he knew what he would do. He let go of Hinata and cupped her face with his hands. He pulled her in close taking moments to feel her soft skin, and look into her pale eyes, then he kissed her. Hinata wrapped her arms around his neck and her eyes closed.
"Come inside." Naruto whispered as he broke the kiss. Their forehead's against each other. Hinata didn't move.
"I won't touch you," Naruto assured her. Hinata smiled and realized she had a package in her hands. "Wait what is that?"
"Oh," She responded, her eyes gazing down to the rectangular box in her hands. "I just brought you some packaged ramen."
Utakata's POV
Hotaru led Utakata back to her house. It was a sort of complex that probably went around the hill in an entire square. Probably a clan home, Utakata thought as he saw the sign of the spider printed on many of the walls. There were four towers in a pagoda style at each end of the square. The roofs stuck out and looped upwards. Lanterns hang from the tower illuminating the center of the complex. There were benches and training dummies scattered across the floor.
"This is my home. It's probably not anything like yours but it's decent." Hotaru said.
Decent, Utakata thought with a smirk.
"Hotaru!" He heard a voice say. He looked ahead and saw an old man making his way toward us. He had wrinkles all over his face and was wearing a white kimono, tied with a golden sash. He took one look at Utakata and his eyes widened.
"You...you're the jinchuuriki! The one from the mist! How dare you step onto the premises. This is not where you belong!" The old man shouted.
"Grandfather please! You'll wake everyone up! He's not going to harm anyone." Hotaru reasoned.
"I don't care. He's an S-rank criminal and hunter packs are chasing him as we speak. He'll get us killed for god sake!"
Utakata sighed. It was like this with most people. He glared at the old man and Hotaru, wishing he could just leave instead of dealing with these despicable and ignorant people.
"Who will get "us" killed Gyoja?" He heard another voice intervene. It was a different man this time, younger but with a serious expression. His hair was tied back into a ponytail and he was wearing the same kimono with a black sash instead. Several others were behind him.
"This jinchuuriki, the one from the Land of Mist!" Gyoja answered hastily, he pulled Hotaru away.
"You're not Yagura. You must be Harusame's student. I've heard rumors about his passing." The man said.
Utakata flinched. He didn't want to be reminded of how his master had betrayed him and how he had died because of Utakata. His hand closed around his bubble blower.
The man turned to Hotaru, "You say this man will not harm us?"
"No, he only wants refuge for a few days time, then he will leave." Hotaru answered.
The man nodded and sent one of his men to take away Gyoja. The old man tried to resist but his frail body couldn't do much. Still he shouted several terrible names that people had developed for jinchuuriki. Utakata could only watch with hatred as the bubble in his heart grew ten times bigger.
Han's POV
Han was on fire. At least that's what he was thinking as a ninja fired a fireball his way. Han barely had anytime to protect himself with the top part of his steam armor. He knocked the ninja to the side with the back of his hand and he fell into the fire, screaming. Han was nearly at the top building, he could see only a man and several of his ninjas. He seemed to be standing tall and proud, shouting commands. Han jumped again onto the closest building and knocked away any of the water-blowing ninja that approached him.
Han jumped onto the top building and landed behind the brown-haired man. He turned. There were painted lines on his face. One straight across his forehead and two lines down his face near his eyes. He had a stern expression, his hands were crossed on his chest and he didn't seem fazed by the fact that the village was being destroyed by fire and debris.
"Who are you!? What are you doing here!?" The man demanded.
Han didn't respond, he slowly lurched forward to the man. He did a roundhouse kick and hit Han in the face where the steam armor didn't protect him. He then threw a kunai at Han's right eye. Han managed to deflect it but couldn't block the incoming blow to his side. He heard a loud clang and a loud cry but nothing other than that. The man was in pain, that's usually what happened to anyone who hit his armor. Han heated up his armor and steam blew through the furnace on his back. He delivered a super-heated punch to the crying man's cheek causing him to fly a mile away and then fall to his death.
Without the leader's commands, the ninja's that were firing fire and water at Chomei stopped, looking around. Han clapped his hands together and blew the remaining ninja that were on the building away. Han stood at the edge of the building, holding onto the railing and looking up at the injured monster in front of him. She screeched again as a fireball hit one of her wings. Han looked in pity as the beast struggled to keep itself above the blaze that was burning below her.
"Chomei!" Han yelled as loud as he could. He closed his eyes and voluntarily let Kokuo take control momentarily.
Chomei! Sister! Can't you hear me? Kokuo called. There was a hint of desperation in his voice. There was only more screeching.
Han...I can't talk to her, she's in too much pain. You have to revert her back to her normal form. The seal will reform if you hit Chomei in the right place. her host will be back in control. Please, Han. I'm begging you! Kokuo pleaded to Han.
Han opened his eyes. Han was running low on chakra. It would take everything he had just to make it to Chomei.
But he had to do this. So he squatted, prepared to jump. Then he leaped.