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Japanese Term/Word Glossary:
Yondaime – The Fourth
Kumogakure – Hidden Cloud
Kumo - Cloud
Jinchuuriki – Power of human sacrifice – Nickname for a tailed beast container
Raikage – Lightning shadow
Hokage – Fire Shadow
Hachibi – Eight tails
Rokubi – Six tils
Nami no Kuni – Wave Country
Hi no Kuni – Fire Country
Raikou no Kuni – Lightning Country
Mokuton – Wood Release
Mizu - Water
Bushin – Replication / Clone
Nibi – Two tails
Chihibiki no Souzen - Souzen the blood echo
Bijuu – Tailed Beasts
Kyuubi - Nine-Tails
Iwagakure – Hidden Rock
Ame - Rain
Takigakure – Hidden Waterfall
Amegakure - Hidden Rain
Fuuinjutsu – Sealing technique
Nidaime – The Second
Sandaime – The Third
Youki – Evil energy / Demonic chakra
(Two days later, Kumogakure no Sato)
The Storm Pylon was considered was the pride of Kumogakure. It was an architectural wonder consisting of stone and steel platforms carved intricately into the very top of the highest mountain in the Raikou no Kuni's mountain range. The structure was the hub and nerve structure of the ninja village's command, administration but more importantly, it was the source of the lightning chakra generator that fed power to the entire village.
In the center of the stronghold was the office of the Yondaime Raikage. The room had hidden, one-sided windows that allowed the military dictator to observe his subjects and subordinates – not to mention the scenery always helped soothe his nerves.
Said was looking outside at the stormy skies, his massive girth nearly burst out of his thin robes. He frowned and started pacing back and forth through his room, weighing the many political variables introduced to the continent in the last couple of months grimly.
His dark brown skin glistened with sweat and every now and then he murmured to himself while toying with his gray mustache and beard. Twin brown eyes narrowed as he heard footsteps and his face smoothed out from it's grim expression and assumed a neutral expression. "So, you've come then..." he remarked blandly and his eyebrow twitched as his brother burst into the room nonchalantly with all the subtly of a hurricane.
"Yo bro, how's do you do? It's been a while since I've seen you!" The senior of Kumo's Jinchuuruki declared audibly. He then proceeded to nonchalantly flop down on the chair in front of his brother's desk. He placed his feet on the table without any regard for the documentation or clatter he created and grinned broadly at his sibling.
"How many times have I told you to refrain from your stupid rhyming when we're alone? It's one thing to mess around with the rest of the fools you associate with but I am your brother and your kage. Show me some respect," The Raikage murmured bitterly. "Or for the very least could you actually succeed in your stupid pass time and not come up with such lame rapping..."
"Sorry, no can do. It's who I am so you'll just have to make due..." The prodigal swordsman retorted impassively, though a cocky little grin was spread over his dark lips.
"Your sibling is annoying as usual. What did he summon us here for, anyway? I was enjoying our nap..." the dark tone of the mythical Hachibi complained in his mind. The shady apparition of Bijuu crossed in front of Killer Bee's eyes momentarily. The bespectacled Jinchuuriki shrugged and chuckled at the flat expression his brother's face assumed.
"Enough of this nonsense! I called you here for a reason. You are the strongest ninja in this village besides me, so it's about time you started taking your position a bit more seriously. I won't be alive forever to look after you, you're quite aware how short a Raikage's lifespan is historically..." The older sibling snapped and slapped Killer Bee's feet off his desk.
"Not another lecture about this crap. Its a waste of time and you ruined my nap," The man mused flippantly and crossed his arms. "We both know I ain't no heir, I'm about as qualified as your chair," Bee brushed off his brother's criticism. "Why do you bother appearing concerned, brother? We both know I'm just your weapon, your tool. Every time I try to take a vacation or court a woman you freak out...so why do you still bother?"
"Forget that, those two brats you train are approaching, along with another two unfamiliar females," the demonic ox and cephalopod hybrid supplied helpfully. The Jinchuuriki was curious enough to hold back from bantering with his increasingly impatient older brother, if only to see what was bothering him so much.
The Raikage forcibly contained the urge to bodily harm his younger brother. He always had to remind himself that the seemingly goofy man was actually quite unpredictable and extremely dangerous. Killer Bee often reacted erratically if spoken to or physically given the wrong signals. It would serve nobody to alienate his most valuable asset and blood kin when it would serve no purpose anyway – the Jinchuuriki was hopeless.
"Enter," The leader of Kumo interjected icily and sat behind his desk. He arranged his paperwork quietly as the door opened; revealing a most uncommon assortment of ninja.
Two Kumo Jounin were assisting an injured looking woman with russet hair through the threshold. The wounded female's skin was pale and sickly. One of her arms was bandaged with worn, crimson stained pieces of cloth and reinforced with wooden and metallic support cylinders.
The kunoichi on the wounded woman's left was a short and tomboyish looking. Her complexion was a light bronze that meshed well with her long spiky hair. She wore a sleeveless net shirt covered by a silvery jounin vest and dark hakama pants.
One the other side of the injured woman stood a taller shinobi with equally dark skin but with very short, clashing blonde hair. Its color seemed similar to the dyed tones Killer Bee used and he too had an earring in his left ear.
His garb was similar though, his pants were black and tighter and his vest was a bit more masculine designed.
They were Omoi and Karui, Killer Bee's pupils and some might even say friends. In their arms was one Magoichi Yakumo. She was part of an old noble clan and considered an accomplished jounin, well at least she was until her humiliating defeat and capture by a group of Konoha genin in Hakumei no Kuni only several days earlier.
Behind the motley trio stood a tall, slender woman of fair complexion and natural blonde hair. She was promiscuously covered by a sleeveless, very short robe that left very little for imagination. Beneath her garment was a layer of mesh armor that was probably quite uncomfortable despite it's small size, when took into consideration her somewhat disproportionate bust.
"Samui, what is the meaning of this? How did you come by this piece of filth? Sarutobi gave me the impression he had captured four of our number in those mines and yet, here I see one of them standing before me." The middle aged leader questioned in a dark, demanding manner as he shifted his position more comfortably against the chair he sat in.
"Raikage-sama, our team was detained on our way back from our reconnaissance mission by the weather. We took a detour through the ravine to avoid the storm and happened to cross by a cell of Leaf ANBU in a diamond formation. I thought it would be beneficial to investigate and once I identified Magoichi-san we intercepted and eliminated the enemy in order to liberate her."
Killer Bee, perked up a little as his brow quirked curiously. He listened intently, the conversation was already beginning to sound interesting and so he quenched down the urge to share his colorful commentary - for now.
"You did well," the Raikage complimented and smiled at his ninja. "Konohagakaure is none the wiser of our involvement in killing their ANBU, and if they are they have no proof. So let us declare it a small victory for our village in light of the blunder Yakumo and her family set upon us..."
"How fortunate, one less head I have to pay ransom for to those self righteous bastards," a passing thought crossed his mind. He shut his eyes briefly before they snapped open once more, the usual jovial gleam gone and replaced with the eyes of a killer, that narrowed down on his insolent kunoichi dangerously.
"How dare your clan act independently and make an attempt on the Byakugan without my approval? Not only did you fail miserably and lose to genin! But you chose the worst possible timing to almost incite a war with Konohagakure, considering everyone knows we're in the middle of the most tense atmosphere Shinobi world has known since the days of the First ninja wars."
"Raikage-dono, I know you're upset..." The Magoichi heiress tried to speak up but her leader cut her off. He smashed his fist against his desk, causing the wood to creak and crack dangerously.
"I don't want to hear your excuses! Karui, Omoi, Take her to the interrogation unit. I want the names of all those amongst her family involved in farce," he commanded. The pair nodded and turned to leave, dragging the woman roughly as they were too scared to bicker considering the usually mellow and somewhat goofy Raikage was in such a foul mood.
"Samui, go tell ANBU to arrest and arraign all the members of the Magoichi clan from ages twelve and above for suspected mutiny. I will not sanction such idiocy and treachery amongst my ninja. This will be the first and last time any of my shinobi acts so recklessly and endangers us all!!"
The shoulder length haired woman's eyes widened but she bowed humbly none the less and turned to leave as well. Yakumo suddenly shouted in protest, struggling against Karui and Omoi. "Wait! I found out something that's worth far more than any Byakugan eye! Please, hear me out, Raikage-dono!"
"C'mon Bro, don't be thick. I think its best we hear this chick," Killer Bee suggested and stood up. He blocked the doorway with his massive frame, crossing his arms and silently.
The three jounin all looked between Killer Bee and the Raikage nervously, unsure how to act before their leader turned his back on them, crossing his massive arms across his chest as well. "Fine, but if you're wasting my time..."
"Leaf has a Jinchuuriki!" the woman snapped the moment her finished his words.
Everyone in the room seemed thunderstruck by the revelation. Konohagakure's abundance of bloodline limits, legendary ninja and sheer ninja population made them a force to be feared as it was. If they harnessed one of the Bijuu as well, it would definitely solidify their position at the top of the shinobi food chain even more.
The Raikage's eyes widened at the revelation. His body blurred and vanished before he reappeared before Yakumo, holding the woman by collar. He easily pulled her out of his ninja's grip and held her suspended several feet over the ground. "What did you say? You had better not be lying to me about something like this, Yakumo."
"N-No, Raikage-dono! I know what I saw. It was one of the genin that defeated me. He had whisker marks, sharper teeth and his demon's power was blood red. It was as hot as flame and seemed fouler and more sinister than anything I've ever felt before - even your aura, Killer Bee."
"It has to be the Kyuubi, he is the only one of the nine that that's youki was red." the Ushi-oni Bijuu declared in a somewhat foreboding tone. "If she's telling the truth, the boy's potential power is greater than our own."
Killer Bee suddenly threw back his head and laughed, shocking everyone. "To underestimate those bastards would be a crime, 'cause they've got they've got the Kyuubi whose power dwarf's mine!"
His brother seemed to freeze for a moment before the massive man pulled her closer, barking questions in her face in a dark and demanding tone. "Did you get a name? How did he look like?"
"He's blonde...with blue eyes. Naruto! His name was Naruto!" The woman's words were choked out weakly, her breathless tone belying her near asphyxiation. The Raikage sneered tossed her back into Omoi and Karui's arms.
"Take her to ANBU Immediately! I want her debriefed thoroughly, I don't care how long it takes, but have them extract every detail she remembers from that fight with the Kyuubi and I want that report on my desk yesterday!"
The Cloud jounin all bowed and turned to obey. All except Samui, ever one to over analyze and question things coughed politely. She looked up at her master questioningly. "Should we abort your previous orders regarding the Magoichi clan, Raikage-sama?"
"Not entirely. Karui, Omoi, your orders regarding this filth remain the same. Samui, you can postpone the orders I for now. Once ANBU ascertain who the fools that orchestrated this idiocy are, I want you to gather all those idiots to the center of the village; I will make an example of them, so none repeat such treacherous mutiny!"
The three Jounin leaf, two of them dragged a pleading and screaming Yakumo out of the room and left the two brothers in the room alone.
"Naruto, Naruto...why is that name familiar?" The older brother questioned out loud and watched the Hachibi Jinchuuriki smirk as he stood up, flexing his muscles and seeming fired up by the information. "Wait...Uzumaki Naruto? Wasn't that the name of the child my spies reported as Hatake Kakashi's apprentice! This is bad. If that boy combines the might of his Bijuu with the boggling variety of ninjutsu that sharingan user knows than Konoha's weapon will become far too dangerous for even Killer Bee to handle."
The lightning shadow inhaled deeply and turned to his younger sibling. "Go and find Yugito, I want you two to train extensively. I'm not sure what game Konoha is playing at, but they set their sights on Kumo, I want them to pay a bloody penance for it – Kyuubi or no Kyuubi!"
"It seems my initial calculations were inaccurate. I can't taunt Hiruzen considering he holds the strongest piece on the board. I have to prevent a skirmish with Konoha at all costs, even by swallowing Kumo's pride and paying those ridiculous reparations! I won't be fooled and lured into a trap by that crafty old monkey! I can wait for a more fitting time and suitable to strike back at Konohagakure..." He thought.
Before Killer Bee could leave, his patience running its end and replaced by boredom both he and his brother shared a meaningful. They both sensed a massive flare of Youki and knew something or someone was threatening Yugito. Killer Bee burst into action, not even waiting for his brother to issue the order.
He leaped out of the window, heading towards his fellow container's location.
(At the same time, Konohagakure, Hi no Kuni)
Danzou hobbled his way through the corridors of the Hokage tower. As he made his way he ignored the 'discreet' looks of suspicion some of the younger ninja shot him. The elder ninja was not moved by the juvenile delusions of the fools that supported Sarutobi's outdated and unrealistic ideals.
He didn't have an appointment, but he didn't need one, with the knowledge he bore, Hiruzen would see him one way or another. The one armed advisor approached the Hokage's office and was stopped by the man's aide, the young female chuunin asking him to wait patiently as he was in the middle of an appointment.
The war hawk simply ignored her, walking onward as in the midst of her request and entered the room. He pushed open the door and caught sight of Hiruzen talking with Mitarashi Anko and Hatake Kakashi. Hiruzen's eyes narrowed and the three stopped talking and regarded the interloper suspiciously. "Danzou, what is the meaning of this?"
"I have information that cannot wait, Sarutobi. Of course if Konoha's security is insubstantial, I could wait outside." he declared evenly and his lips twitched when he saw his old rival bite harder on the tip of his pipe.
"That is most kind of you, Danzou. I will be with you in a moment so you can wait outside until I'm done; just like everyone else does," the Sandaime declared firmly. He ignored his rival's dark glare and tense posture and calmly watched the elder swallowed his pride and snap the door shut behind him.
Hiruzen sighed heavily. "Kakashi, Anko, this evidence is truly disconcerting. I never imagined Kumogakure would try to bolster its arsenal by back-engineering Yuki no Kuni's chakra armor technology. But this corroborates the recent report from Naruto regarding a Kumo Jounin using some form of mechanized arm to utilize advanced nature chakra manipulation..."
Kakashi watched Hiruzen blow a puff of smoke before he smiled in a grandfatherly way at them both. "The suit of armor you retrieved from Dotou's corpse and that Anko assassinated the key researchers and figureheads among the surviving Yuki-nin will no doubt curb Kumo's ambitions. I am very pleased with you both, you two may have unkonwingly prevented a serious shift in power in Kumo's favor – good job."
"Kakashi, you may go. I suggest you meet up with Naruto and Tenzou. They have been waiting for you to return. Do not forget the task I've entrusted with you, it is of utmost importance as you are well aware," The professor mused quietly.
His eyes turned to the snake mistress and his smile widened a fraction."Anko, I am very proud of you. You exercised a great deal of restraint and professionalism during this mission and you can see the results for yourself. I have no doubt I was right in trusting you. You may return to your personal training and assignment regarding Sakura."
The snake mistress and sharingan master both bowed and left promptly.
The moment they left the door snapped open and Danzou entered slowly; the atmosphere in the room becoming tense. When the door snapped shut Hiruzen removed the pipe from his mouth and blew a ring of smoke, shutting his eyes briefly to calm down.
"It is actually fortunate that you decided to come here on your own account, Danzou, I was just about to summon you myself," The aging Kage commented and put his pipe down as he watched the cripple before him slowly sit in the chair in front of him.
"I know it was one of your secret compounds that exploded beneath the eastern district, Danzou. Do you know or care that fifty three civilians lost their lives and dozens were injured; not to mention the immense structural and monetary damage? Just what the hell were you thinking?!"
The one eyed elder smirked and chuckled faintly. "It's ironic that would blame me for this as it is your own fault that this happened, Hiruzen! It was your own weakness that spared Orochimaru back then and it your own complacence that has allowed him to infiltrate our village and commit this heinous crime," Danzou retorted in an almost bored tone.
"Orochimaru would not dare set his foot in the fire country while Jiraiya is on his trail. My former pupil would not endanger himself considering Jiraiya is in Hi no Kuni," Hiruzen scoffed and glared angrily at the arrogant man in front of him. "You had best begin telling me the truth before I lose my patience."
"Actually, as much as I hate to admit it, he's telling the truth, sensei," A voice interjected from behind the two men; catching the two elder ninja by surprise. Jiraiya was perched upon Hiruzen's window frame, eyeing the two rivals grimly as he climbed into the room and dusted off his robes. "I was tipped he was in Hi on Kuni on my way back from Ame no Kuni but I lost his trail once I got to Konoha. The slippery bastard was here alright and he left a right mess for you to clean up, as usual."
Danzou was surprised, though he concealed it under his stony mask. He reached into his robes and removed a pile of photographs and tossed them on the desk. "As you can see, Hiruzen, your blindness and daftness towards your former pupils' actions has not changed in the last fourteen years. Orochimaru was here, I discovered him and took whatever counter-measures I felt were necessary to defend our home. Which is more than I can say about you when it comes to him, Sarutobi."
The fire shadow picked up the photographs and his eyes narrowed; he flipped through them silently before slamming his hand against the desk fiercely. "I see...I admit I underestimated his...tenacity. But this information demands a different question, Danzou. Why would Orochimaru risk himself in order to raid one of your bases?"
"I cannot imagine, Hiruzen. After all, you were the one that disbanded my organization years ago. All that's left are empty hallways and storage rooms," was the deflection of blame. He watched with satisfaction as impotent rage filled Sarutobi's eyes. The hokage had always and would always be unable to prove a thing – Danzou had made sure of that long ago.
"What is it you wanted to present before me? Speak swiftly! My patience with you grows thin and if Jiraiya is here I'd like to hear what he has to say," the Hokage exclaimed darkly. He could not believe Orochimaru had dared enter Konoha so brazenly and demolish a large section of the eastern quarter. It didn't make sense as his former pupil was a creature of subtlety and stealth and it wasn't like him to attract such attention to himself.
Danzou reached into his robe once more and removed a small scroll. "This is an intelligence report from one of my agents in Iwagakure. He reports they have recently commissioned their blacksmiths forge an abnormal amount of weapon and field armor. They've also diversified and increased their training curriculum and have allegedly acted to bring their retired veterans back into service."
"I fail to see why this should concern me or Konohagakure. Iwa has tried to invade many of of their neighboring countries in the last couple of years. This isn't the first time they've mobilized their armies. I highly doubt Ishimaru is foolish enough to march his armies into the Hi no Kuni. Not while we are on high alert and our forces are primed for combat and Kumo is just waiting for an opening to pay him back for razing one of their border towns six months ago."
"Now wait a moment, sensei. I hate to side with Danzou on this, but I wouldn't brush off Ishimaru's resolve so quickly. He is a very prideful and powerful man and he has recovered his country's lost strength in the last fifteen years. My own agents report that Iwa's increased its military activity and food stockpiling. Don't underestimate the gravity of how humiliating it was to have Minato single-handedly demolish a large portion of their army and how insulting it was for us to harbor the surviving fugitives of the Uzumaki clan despite Iwa's public blood feud with them."
Danzou quirked a slender brow as he watched Sarutobi blow a ring of smoke, "If you two are so concerned, I'll send our spies and ANBU on expedition parties near the border to get to the bottom of this. But I will not 'blink' first and endanger my village's security and reputation over assumptions and guesswork. I refuse to be the first aggressor and drag us into a pointless war that may escalate to uncontrollable proportions"
"Truly you cannot be that naïve, Sarutobi. Iwagakure wields two of the nine. Even if Jiraiya were to lead our armies, we would eventually be crushed should they unleash both of Jinchuuriki! Hashirama granted each of the nations a portion of the Bijuu's power as part of 'The Great Pact'. But Konohagakure is the only village that has refused from realizing our container's true potential as a weapon of war. Perhaps now you will let me make that boy into the asset he can be, before it is too late."
The toad sannin chakra spiked at that remark; his godson was nobody's weapon. Jiraiya would make sure Minato's son could grow into an independent and free man; no matter the cost. He owed his son in all by blood that much. He was about to protest violently but Hiruzen beat him to the punch.
"My answer has not changed and it will not change in the future, Danzou – no. Naruto is Minato's legacy and he deserves to live as a person. I will not betray my successor's final request any more than I already have. Besides, Kakashi is one of our most prominent jounin we have, Naruto is receiving the best training available under his wing. So what exactly is your problem, Danzou?"
The strain of talking to much and his tension elicited a fit of coughing from Sarutobi. The elder hacked hard, forced to cover his mouth with his hand as he struggled to regain his breath. Several moments later he swallowed the bitter, metallic flavor of blood in his mouth before pinching his nose.
The supposedly one-eyed military expert's lips twitched. "We both know that his training is being stunted by your caution and feelings towards him. After all his power would be most beneficial to our village if he train specifically in the use of the Kyuubi's unique powers. Spare me the excuses you give to the clan heads and your former teammates, your compassion will become a liability to us all."
Jiraiya coughed politely before hissing darkly. "Danzou, you watch yourself! Sensei is still the Hokage – your superior and commander. Just because he's lenient with your insolence, doesn't mean I am," the toad sage remarked in a crisp, biting tone.
Danzou sneered to himself and brushed off the threat dismissively. "You two are idealistic fools. The Kumo kunoichi that fought Uzumaki and his team escaped due to ANBU's incompetence. Now that the secret of his status is in their hands it won't be long before they send their spies and agents to try to capture or kill him. After all, who wouldn't fear the container of the strongest of the nine?"
Jiraiya's eyes widened at that tidbit of information, its consequences not lost to the sannin. It would seem he would have to change his initial plans, after all. Orochimaru was close, but Jiraiya had never been able to track him down when he lost his trail and it seemed the threat to Naruto was far more pressing. "It looks like I'll get to research on the local ladies, after all...hoo hoo hoo"
Hiruzen shook his head at Danzou, "As you said, in your own words. There's no way Kumo would brave the wrath of Kyuubi, especially considering how infamous the Fox's reputation is. So there is no reason to be concerned at the time being, now is there Danzou? Even if I should be concerned with this information, I'm not as the explosive atmosphere prevents all of the great five from instigating a war – nobody wants a global conflict."
"How blind can you be?!" Danzou finally exploded after years of holding back his ire at the aging hokage. "Orochimaru saunters into Konohagakure and you don't even flinch? Iwagakure is amassing forces on the largest scale since the third ninja war. Hanzou the Salamander has closed off his nation and his ninja haven't been seen outside Ame for months and Takigakure has been destroyed right beneath our noses. Despite all these blatant hints you continue with business as usual and you even plan to open our borders for the chuunin exams!"
Jiraiya bit his lip and looked away. Even though he loathed admitting it, it seemed that the truth was unavoidable. His sensei had become complacent and seemed oblivious to the fact the Fourth Great War was on the horizon. Each of the great powers was making subtle moves to prepare best for the coming of the storm – except Konoha.
Jiraiya's next words were soft, apologetic and almost pleading. "Despite his tirade Danzou has a point. I don't think I've seen so many 'coincidences' happen in such a short time in 24 years; not since, that war. I don't like it anymore than you do, sensei, but I think you should cancel the exams; anything else is nothing short of inviting the enemy to our doorstep..."
Sarutobi's face outwardly remained calm and expressionless, but inwardly he was scandalized. To think his pupil would side with Danzou, giving his paranoid delusions credibility in public hurt the old Hokage deeply. Even if they were both right, Sarutobi could not concede now that they backed him into a corner; if he did Danzou would emasculate him politically and that was something more dangerous than any ninja war to Konoha's future.
When he spoke again, his voice was toneless and bland. "Your mutual concerns are duly noted. However, I will not be addressed or questioned in such a disrespectful manner by anyone. I am Hokage and I will act as required to protect my village, as I have for over three decades. As for your proof, it is my belief that you are both blowing things out of proportion."
He ignored the shaking figure of his old rival and the shocked and disappointed look in Jiraiya's eyes. "It's true that the volume of these recent events is somewhat concerning but it is nothing new. I doubt a world war will break out across the continent everybody has far more to lose than to gain from breaking 'The Great Pact'. Consequently, if I feel things are getting out of hand I will use our political influence as the leading ninja village to broker and/or enforce a cease fire and non-aggression pact between the warring factions." Hiruzen declared with conviction.
"Besides, you both forget we have already given our word to the Daimyo and all our allies that will host the exams this year. I will not embarrass us and our Daimyo politically, cripple us financially and give our enemies an excuse to attack. Such recklessness might actually make your paranoid speculations become a reality, Danzou."
Danzou's face resumed its usually stone-like quality as he nodded his head. "If that is your final answer, than I suppose there is nothing more to discuss, Hokage-sama." The bandaged manipulator wordlessly turned, attempted to leave when Jiraiya put a hand on his shoulder, there seemed to be more. His actions stumped both Hiruzen and Danzou that had never seen Jiraiya so grim and desperate as he was not.
Danzou's eye narrowed as he turned back towards Jiraiya and Sarutobi. "Your peace loving ways have been somewhat bearable in the past, given how much the village has grown. But this is too much, Hiruzen. If you can stand here and ignore the warning both I and your precious pupil bring up; your truly are a lost cause. It seems I have no choice but to take things in my own hands, for Konoha's sake."
Jiraiya watched the former 'god of ninja' sigh softly and he bit his lower lip briefly. "I'm sorry, sensei. But you leave me no choice...I hope you can forgive me for what I must do."
He turned to Danzou, "I'm going to need the help of your resources and spies, Danzou. There have been rumors running in Iwagakure that Ishimaru has declared Naruto's death and the consequent extinction of the Uzumaki clan as a matter of national importance and honor. They will send an agent or agents to try and kill him before long. I need you to try and discover who they're sending; together we might be able to crack the veil of secrecy around the hit..."
Sarutobi watched his pupil sign a deal with the devil with slightly narrowed eyes. The cane bearing elder nodded once and meant his next words. "Understood. Unlike some people in this room, I will do all it takes to protect Konoha, even help my rivals." With that said he turned and left the room; the door snapping shut behind him.
The 'Professor' glared heatedly at his former pupil, his eyes burning with hurt and confusion. "Why did you support Danzou, Jiraiya? Don't you trust my judgment? You just gave him more political capital to use against me. "
The toad sannin frowned thoughtfully as he crossed his arms. His next words would most likely hurt his old sensei more than any wound or blade, but he owed the aging kage to tell him the truth; no matter how it hurt. "No, I'm afraid you've forced my hand, Sarutobi-sensei. I think you've lost your edge and touch with your own office and responsibilities. The way I see it, the only reason you're trying to ignore these obvious signs of war is that you don't believe in yourself anymore, do you?"
"Excuse me? What did you just say?" Sarutobi retorted in a dangerously calm tone.
"Hey, you can't blame me for questioning you, Sensei! You're the one that went behind my back and brought back the Hebi clan into Konoha's fold and with one of his failed experiments no less! I've told you a million times they can't be trusted," Jiraiya accused scathingly.
"I am Hokage and I did what I felt was right. I needed a high level summoning clan to protect us in case of invasion..." Hiruzen replied evenly, unfazed by his pupil's harsh tone, audible tone. It was hard to be fearful or impressed by someone you taught since he was six.
"That's bullshit! You did it because you wanted to give the girl a second chance. You purposefully ignored the dangers; we both know Orochimaru never ever wastes his resources. This will come bite us in the ass before long and you knew it and that's why you didn't ask for my help or opinion via courier toad - because you knew I'd fight you tooth and nail against it!"
Hiruzen removed his pipe and cooly weathered his pupil's rage. "You were the one that refused to become Godaime Hokage, Jiraiya. I've asked you on numerous occasions to accept the mantle but you turned me down. The truth is, that is you that do not believe in yourself. You never were able to shoulder such a responsibility because you can't get over the shadows of your past. So don't get high and mighty on me. If you don't like my decision, replace me and do it yourself!"
"I'm no diplomat or bureaucrat and you know it, that's why you only considered me as a last resort. I'm a spymaster, a sage, seal and ninjutsu master – I'd be a horrible Hokage. The hell I'll let you off so easy, sensei! You're our leader, our beacon of guidance and hope and yet you're purposefully ignoring the truth. Just because you don't want or believe you can live through another world war, doesn't mean it isn't coming! It's your responsibility to prepare us for this war, sensei!"
"I'm doing just that; what I believe is right and you will obey me. You will leave Anko alone and will do what is necessary to protect our home according to my orders in the next couple of weeks. You're right, I have been complacent, but not in this. I've been reckless with all the allowances I've given you and Tsunade in the last decade or two. Do not think I've forgotten how you abandoned Konohagakrue for three years in a post war situation in order to train foreign genin. You let this 'weakness' you claim I have drive you to train and raise three ninja that later killed many of our own; so don't you lecture me about my mettle and responsibilities, Jiraiya."
Jiraiya's eyes widened and to him it was as if his sensei had just slapped him in the face. He shut his eyes and bowed his head grimly. "So be it, Hokage-sama! But I'm not going to hold back regarding my godson anymore. You've just exposed him to fatal risk and it's my responsibility to make sure he's ready when the time comes. These exams are the perfect cover for any assassin to kill him and I for one won't let that happen to him – not to mention a single glance by any Iwa-nin at Naruto's face and we'll have Ishimaru marching his entire army on Konona in order to kill the Yondaime's heir!"
Sarutobi coughed hard and grunted in approval, watching as the toad sannin nodded and waved his arm before leaping out the window once more. "You know, sensei. Out of us three, I'm the only one that's always listened, respected you. Even now, I did everything in front of you, I've never went behind your back – though it seems you can't return that courtesy. I wonder if I wasn't blind and naïve all this time, if this is the thanks I get; having you hold that one mistake I made nearly 30 years ago against me! You know, Tobirama-sama would be ashamed of you, sensei. He always taught us to face our challenges and give it our most, for our village and loved ones so ask yourself what the hell is this policy going to achieve?!"
The Hokage bit his lip as he watched his former pupil leap outside the window. When he knew he was alone he allowed his eyes to water and he held his face in his hands. Shuddering gasps escaped him as for the first time in many years he felt the urge to cry due to all the hurt, confusion and pain.
"I-I'm sorry, Jiraiya. Even if you're partially right, I cannot let my love for you supersede my duty. I cannot risk dragging us into a war without more proof. I won't make another mistake like the one I did when I spared Orochimaru and let my emotions get the better of me. I know you'll be upset for quite a while with how I pulled rank on you like that. But eventually you'll see there is wisdom in patience and when you do, we'll reconcile...you'll see..."
(Meanwhile, Training field twenty two)
"Your motions are too stiff and you're trying too hard, Naruto. I've told you time and time again, water cannot be forced to obey. You have to flow along with the water in long, sweeping motions." The ANBU known as Tenzou, codenamed 'Yamato', exclaimed calmly.
The special ops agent was perched on a tree, overlooking his new pupil struggle with water manipulation. The blonde stood shakily over the crystal clear surface of a lake. He had been training the young Jinchuuriki for the last couple of days and he had to admit the genin showed much promise. Perhaps it was the fact he had already mostly mastered the wind element that helped him, or just blind luck – it didn't matter really in the sum of things.
"But I'm not...I don't understand what I'm doing wrong, Yamato-sensei!" Naruto complained breathlessly, hungrily seeking to alleviate the burning sensation in his oxygen depraved lungs. He was wet, tired and aching all over. Learning to control the elements was one thing but being bashed by summoned waves and bodies of water at random at the same time; forcing him to multi-task between elemental manipulation and sharpening his awareness was another.
Tenzou leaped off his perch, landing on the water beside Naruto. "Listen to me, Naruto. Though I am untrained in wind manipulation, I do know that it is a feat that requires intent, will and tenacity as you effectively force the air to obey you, correct?" His pupil nodded, his expression scrunched up in concentration as he listened intently to the explanation. "Water does not require violent methods; or rather it cannot be controlled like that."
Tenzou crouched low and swept his hand in a long, sweeping arc. The lake seemed to obey him, rising and rushing in the path he drew. "You must flow along with the water." He spun his body slightly and the water spun around him before bringing his other hand to intercept the end of his motion, cupping the liquid between his palms.
"This particular element functions best when it harmonious with its summoner. If you try to enslave it, you will fail. I know it's frustrating, but once you learn the very delicate balance required it is one of the easier elements to control. For example, if push the water too forcefully it will slip between your fingers but if you don't respect it enough it will not obey you," Yamato explained and showed Naruto how the water exploded when he used too much chakra and how it dissolved when he didn't apply enough.
The last Uzumaki narrowed his eyes slightly, shifting his gaze between the ANBU and the water beneath his feet thoughtfully. "But that can't be all there is to water manipulation, Yamato-sensei! When me and my former team fought Zabuza in the Nami no Kuni he used the moisture in the air around him to create mist and mizu bushin. "
Tenzou quirked his brow beneath his mask, "You're right, Naruto. There are select few shinobi that are able to suck the moisture within their bodies or around them and create a body of water for their jutsu. But, these ninja are very rare as the amount of control and power required is beyond most ninja; not to mention you must have a very strong affinity."
The Mokuton user's glance turned towards the forest around them as he sensed a familiar chakra signature. He heard a faint Morse-encoded tapping and shut his eyes. "I'm not saying it's impossible, only highly improbably considering you're attuned most powerfully towards wind and only have a mediocre affinity towards water."
Naruto sighed softly and ran a hand through his moist hair, not quite understanding how Tenzou's supposed advice was supposed to help him. "I know he's my sensei, but I don't trust him enough to reveal mom's training methods unless I have to. These methods just feel right they're too technical. I do better when I use mom's way so maybe I should ...hey wait a minute, what's that?"
The water behind the Jinchuuriki swirled and shifted ominously. He had but a brief second to react as the liquid suddenly surged towards him angrily. Naruto heard someone call out the words 'Suiton: Daibakufu no jutsu' and reacted instinctively in order to protect himself.
He forced his life force through the air around him with all his might. An angry screeching sound buzzed in Naruto's ears as the air around his arms started swirling angrily. He guided the element with ease, already used to such rudimentary uses before he thrust his hands forward; propelling a massive gust of raw wind forward.
The powerful gale cleaved through the attack, two massive waves of water harmlessly missing Naruto. His eyes snapped sideways as felt his sensei's chakra signature shift. He instinctively turned around while crossing his arms just in time to intercept a side kick from Yamato that sent him skidding backwards.
"What are you doing, Yamato-sensei!" Naruto complained irritably in a loud, somewhat outraged manner. He slipped into his white wind tiger stance and observed his surroundings cautiously; his sensei nowhere to be found. "Is this another test? How is this supposed to help me use Suiton jutsu?"
The only reply the ANBU supplied was throwing his fist forward. His arm and hand shifted into a wood pole. The wooden limb shot forth, splitting into smaller extensions that threatened to batter and entangle the blonde genin.
"Damn it! Why are all my teachers insane?!" Naruto hissed under his breath and cautiously dove out of the way; maneuvering through the dense array of wood that kept on homing on to him before finally clumsily regaining his footing on top of it.
The Uzumaki pulled his arm back and shaped his hand into a claw like position. He manipulated the air around him and slashed his arm across his body. "Wait a minute, this is too easy..." Naruto thought as he watched a screeching blade of wind narrowed down on his sensei.
"Shit, Moku-bushin!" Naruto watched the justu connect with Tenzou before he exploded into wooden shrapnel. He felt a burst of chakra from his left and caught sight of a figure assuming the tiger seal through the veil of splashing water and dispersing splinters.
He cursed audibly as he heard his designated jutsu: "Katon: Goukakyuu no jutsu!" The approaching inferno sucked the oxygen from the air, the scarlet fireball reflected in Naruto's cerulean eyes. "Fire burns wind...I...damn it! I'll have to use the Uzumaki way – I don't have time to experiment with Yamato-sensei's!"
The Kyuubi container shut his eyes and expanded his chakra around him. "Feel the water with your chakra and bind with the liquid." He threw his arms backwards and let his life force touch the water. "Feel it, pull it and let it engulf you." He was emboldened as he heard the water shifting and swirling. "Wait until you feel an icy cold resonate through your chakra." He could hear the crackling flames, smell the smoke – but he waited still until a chilly, icy feel filled his chest and his eyes snapped open.
"Let is explode!" His last words were shouted angrily. He then brought them together in a clapping motion and prayed to whatever deity that might take pity on him. The water roared and rushed around him, obeying his wild, panicked command with vigor. The intense heat and flame collided with two powerful walls of rushing water with an angry hiss.
He cautiously opened his left eye and all he saw was a vapory haze. He let out a shaky exhale of relief before he heard a soft clapping sound and felt his chest tighten. "Ma ma, I had a feeling you'd grasp the technique if you were pushed into a hard place, you always had a knack for that, Naruto."
The figure of his mentor, Hatake Kakashi stood before him. Naruto's eyebrow twitched slightly at the sight of the Copy-nin leaning against a tree lazily while rummaging through his volume of 'Icha Icha'. One of his hands was raised in a greeting gesture before he snapped his book shut, "It's been a while, no? I see Yamato-san has been taking good care of you."
"Are you out of your fucking mind, Kakashi-sensei? You almost killed me!" Naruto shouted angrily, pointing at him accusingly. "I don't see you for weeks, I almost die on a mission against crazy-ass Kumo ninja and then you and the first thing you do when you see me against is try to toast me?!"
Kakashi shrugged his shoulders "What did you expect, Naruto, a tearful hug and heartfelt speech? I'm not Gai, Naruto. Besides, I thought you had learned by now t hat methods are unconventional but effective, ne?"
"Unconventional is thinking outside of the box, Kakashi-sensei! Not burning your apprentice to a crisp to satisfy some hunch!" Naruto ranted as he coughed out some smoke. He wiped his brow with the back of his hand and was about to continue before a hand clasped around his shoulder.
He turned around to face his unmasked temporary sensei's 'scary face'. "Are you questioning Kakashi-senpai's teaching methods, genin?"
Naruto sputtered and gulped. "N-now wait a minute...Y-yamato-sensei!" He winced before his face assumed an affronted expression as he heard Kakashi chuckle behind him.
"Ma ma, calm down, Yamato-san, I don't mind. Naruto and I have a special sensei-pupil bond. It's part of its charm; so I don't mind if he complains now and then. I'll admit that attacking you with a fire jutsu was a bit excessive but I couldn't help myself, you needed someone to wake you up."
"Wake me up? What the hell are you talking about, Kakashi-sensei?" The wet, irate and somewhat impatient genin asked suspiciously.
"There's no easy way to say this, Naruto. But you're 'entrenched' in your way of thinking. Ever since you've grown in skill with the wind element you've become reliant on it. Even now, you're surrounded by a body of water, but your first instinct was to use the wind. I know this because you hesitated when I used the jutsu on you and those few seconds could have cost you your life."
"But...I'm not..." Naruto tried to protest but Kakashi lifted his hand and cut into his words.
"Let me finish, Naruto. There are several typical ninja-types in the shinobi world. There are those with such brute power. They have so much chakra that they can simply overwhelm anyone that opposes them with the sheer destructiveness and power of their jutsu or summoning abilities. The current leader of Amegakure, Hanzou is like that," Kakashi explained.
"There are those with cunning and wisdom that can outsmart and outmaneuver anyone that oppose them. Take for example the likes of Shikamaru or Shino from your graduating class," Kakashi lectured and watched with some curiosity as Naruto's body language tensed at the mention of the Aburame; he would have to investigate that later, so he noted it down to himself mentally.
"You want to become Hokage, don't you? Well amongst those rare people that can become truly legendary leaders and kage there are two main types. There are those that are truly gifted and geniuses in one or two areas of being a ninja. They excel to such levels in their fields that they become nearly unrivaled. These ninja are the likes of Sandaime-sama, Yondaime-sama and Tsunade-hime that are unmatched in the fields Ninjutsu, Fuuinjutsu and Medical arts by anyone of their peers."
"The other type are those ninja that are both powerful and diverse. These ninja know a variety of skills, some of them unique, and utilize them to find the best solution for any given situation. They are rarer than their peers, but I believe you will belong to this group just as Jiraiya-sama and Hashirama-sama used to be,"
Naruto looked somewhat overwhelmed and surprised and gulped, "R-Really? But...but why that group?"
"Let's face it, Naruto. You're not a genius or prodigal in any one branch but you are gifted, cunning and powerful. I don't want you to rely on strength and power alone, because any genius ninja with enough power will be able to be kill you. You are my precious student and I care for you, so try to be a bit more patient, ne?" he explained and patted his pupil's hair fondly.
"So our first order of business is teaching you to control your emotions and then we'll get down to opening your mind to a bit more than ninjutsu and elemental manipulation. You have a rare ability to use kage bushin no jutsu and if you use it wisely you can potentially outmaneuver any foe by sheer number and diversity alone, ok?"
Naruto nodded and felt humbled and somewhat overwhelmed "I-I think I understand, I...I'll try harder, Kakashi-sensei, Yamato-sensei."
"Good...then let's get to work, we have a lot to do before the chuunin exam and you'll be splitting your time between us and your team. I know I told you to rely less on your Kage Bushin but we'll have less and less time on our hands so we'll use them to make up for the lost time – just until after the exams."
A figure observed the trio from a perch upon a tree and bemusedly murmured itself in a wistful tone. The massive man with spiky white hair eyed the spectacle in regret and longing, memories of his youth and own pupil resurfacing.
"My my, looks like we'll have a lot of fun together, Naruto. You seem to have grown up nicely even without my help and guidance – Minato would have been proud of you. You just enjoy yourself while you can, kid. I'll keep my eye on you. I hope you don't mind me taking him off your hands once you're done prepping him emotionally, Kakashi, but it's time I finally take care of my godson!"
(Several minutes later, the Old city, outskirts of Kumogakure no Sato)
It was silent in the old, abandoned graveyard of buildings. The wind howled audibly through the barren, exposed husk of the earlier incarnations of the Cloud capital. These old buildings were the only witnesses to the titanic battle that ended up in the sealing of the Hachibi. The rampaging ox-beast had been subdued and defeated by the Nidaime Raikage, later to be sealed into and infant, when the digging and drilling awoke it from its hibernation thirty five years earlier.
A sense of impending danger fueled the woman standing atop of a pile of rubble. She was Nii Yugito, and she was strong, but her enemies seemed strong themselves. Thus she coated herself with her tenant's power, the angry blue youki burning intensely.
She grunted, holding her ground as the Nibi's youki deflected a powerful projectile of condensed air. Her glacier blue eyes narrowed dangerously, her vision sharpening as rounded pupils narrowed into narrow slit ovals. "I don't who you fools are, but you're making a big mistake..."
Adrenaline pumped through her veins, her heartbeat pounding in her ears as she watched one of them throw his head back and laugh audibly, his tone shrill and obnoxious. "I hate your voice, bitch. Your heathenish arrogance rankles Jashin-sama's ears. Don't interfere, Kakuzu! I have to appease Jashin-sama by unleashing his rage!"
The silver haired zealot slammed his massive scythe into the ground and his eerily violet eyes flickered with insane ferocity. However, before he could charge an iron grip latched onto his shoulder and held him back. "No, Hidan. We are too close to Kumogakure to waste time on your idiotic rituals." the Taki nuke-nin retorted icily. "We'll do it my way this time, you can play with your little make believe god next time."
Hidan gazed hatefully at his companion and his hand twitched on the handle of his scythe. The urge to cleanse the pestilence of his philistine partner nearly overwhelmed him. "I will do what is necessary for Jashin-sama and neither you, nor he will make me betray my religion. If you're in such a hurry, help me subdue her quickly instead of fucking around!"
The Nibi's container frowned in confusion at the squabbling pair before she hissed in feline likeness, her youki exploding from within her. The way they disregarded her infuriated the female jinchuuriki; it would not be forgotten, nor forgiven. "Let's show them what we've got, Nibi! They won't be so complacent in a couple of minutes!"
She felt her partner/prisoner purr in acquiescence and crouched low. The intoxicating fire seared through her veins, leaving delicious rapture in its wake. How she adored the scent of burning air as her flaming azure youki illuminated the entire area. "Shut up, you bastards! The only thing you'll be doing is dying at my hands!"
Her clawed hands slashed forth, unleashing a deadly inferno at the duo. They parted in blurry speed avoiding her attack as it left a blackened, rancid-smelling patch of earth in its wake. The femme fatale cautiously watched as the berserker amongst the two made a zigzagging sprint towards her.
She roared angrily, rushing to meet him like a burning blue comet. "You're mine!" she declared victoriously, long tendrils of hungry youki slashing and whipping towards the Jashin cultist. The immortal laughed bemusedly, dodging the attacks with grace that nearly put hers to shame – nearly being the key word as she smashed her fire covered fist into his face, sending him flying backwards.
"HAHAHAHA! Is that all you've got, bitch!" Hidan mocked her as he caught sight of Kakuzu leaping over him. The Akatsuki's treasurer thrust his arms forward, his sewn limbs detaching. His forearms rocketed forth, propelled by the black substance that held his body together, one hand smashing into her face, whereas the other smashed into her gut.
The Cloud Kunoichi snarled impatiently, the iron hard blows knocking her into another piece of debris. Her eyes widened as the limbs retracted in time for a flying scythe to nearly impale her. She lunged to her side wildly saving her life but leaving herself exposed for the blurry shape of the weapon's owner.
Hidan's deranged visage crossed through her vision briefly as he pulled himself via the long chain attached to his deity's namesake weapon. He grinned at her cheekily as he yanked the weapon out of the concrete and and swung it over his head from its chain with deadly finesse and skill.
She bent backwards, dodging the deadly edges of the weapon before grasping the chain. "There's no escape now, you crazy idiot!" she hissed angrily. She cupped her free hand, the limb shaking as intense youki collected within her palm. The burning energy condensed into a glowing blue sphere that she happily unleashed upon the Akatsuki "Now die!"
The Akatsuki cultist simply grinned and channeled his own chakra through the chain and tugged on it with impossible strength. He laughed in orgasmic delight as the pain flooded him. The fire burning his flesh and sent him rolling backwards – the zealot cultist enjoying every bit of it.
The female jinchuuriki didn't even flinch as his chain slashed her hand open, crimson spilling all over it. However she did grunt in pain as a blow exploded against her ribcage in the wake of an impassive declaration of 'Atsugai'. The wind projectile unleashed by Kakuzu gnawed at her uniform, armor and flesh, tearing everything in its path. The screeching blades died out, leaving her flesh and bone a mangled mess before it sent her flying into a pile of rabble mercilessly.
Kakuzu sighed and rolled his green and red eyes as he watched his idiotic companion climb to his feet, unharmed and undeterred from the touch of the lethal blast. "Let's go Hidan, there is no doubt Kumo is aware of our presence ans we've outlived our welcome..."
Hidan sneered arrogantly as he pealed back his tattered Akatsuki cloak, starting the act of drawing the crimson circle around himself. "No way! I've got her blood now so either shut up and let me work or I'll fuck you up and then get to work, you blasphemous bastard!"
"You moron...when I get back me and leader-sama will have words over your insubordination and recklessness," the nightmarish nuke-nin promised himself as he crossed his arms, shaking his head slightly. "Fine, have it your way, Fool."
The insane immortal laughed joyously as he started smearing his own blood in a circle around him with his right foot. Once the triangle in the middle was complete he licked his lips as delicious power pumped through his veins, eliciting a soft moan of delight from his lips as his skin morphed into an eerie skeleton colored likeness.
Yugito snarled painfully, clutching her bleeding, shredded side while coughing blood. She trembled as every breath, every motion was raw agony. She barely opened her bleary blue eyes in time to witness the deranged scythe wielder untie a steel blade from his side and aim it as his own abdomen. "What...what the fuck is he doing?!"
Before his arm could move a massive crackling sound filled the area. The scent of sizzling air filtered through Kakuzu's nostrils briefly before a massive thunderbolt slammed into his companion's body, knocking him towards the ancient nuke-nin. The grotesque elder ninja simply sidestepped and let his partner slam into the debris behind him "That ninja is good...he snuck up on me. I have a feeling this is going to get troublesome..."
He callously ignored Hidan's predicament and profanity as his eyes flickered to the figure perched on the remnants of a pillar, a electrically charged blade aimed in its hand. "Leave the kid alone, you freak, 'cause your survival now looks pretty bleak. You fools sure have some spunk, but now that Bee's in the house your plans will flunk!"
"Killer Bee..." Yugito murmured in relief as her fellow container unsheathed another one of his eight swords and crossed them together. She let her eyelids droop as weariness engulfing her; if her senior companion was there she had no reason to be concerned. There wasn't a ninja in Kumo with his power – not even the Raikage; those two didn't stand a chance if he went all out.
"You bastard! You did that on purpose! Why didn't you warn me?" Hidan snarled as he shoved the rabble off him angrily. He stood up and popped his bones back into place while shooting his companion an ugly glare.
"I didn't feel like it," was the icy retort that elicited an angry hiss from the silver haired maniac. Kakuzu's eyes flickered between Yugito and Killer Bee and the cogs ran through his head, calculating their chances of spiriting the Nibi away while fending off this ninja.
He didn't have much time to ponder his chances as Killer Bee's weapons slid against one another, electricity humming through the chakra conductive steel. The electricity flickered in blinding white before it shifted and morphed into a putrid, bubbling white energy that Kakuzu recognized immediately. "You fools have hurt my friend, so it's time for you to meet your end..."
"This is bad. If the Hachibi is here, that means the rest of Kumo's ANBU and possibly their kage are on their way to protect their living weapons." Kakuzu hissed impatiently as he leaped backwards, vacating his position just in time to avoid the blurry silhouette of the Kumo Jinchuuriki.
The sword master shifted and slashed an electrically powered blade across his position, missing Kakuzu just barely. He didn't mind though as Hidan was not nearly as lucky as the blade sliced his body in half, eliciting an annoyed and angry scream from the immortal. "Damn it, Kakuzu! What the hell is up with you, take care of this freak!"
The waterfall elder ninja grunted as he somersaulted over the follow up slashes by Killer Bee. His body blurring as he flip flopped and shifted away from angry blasts of lightning the Hachibi's vessel shot off at him, his experience guiding his motions and saving him from what would normally spell certain death.
"His Kenjutsu is superb and his ability to control his youki and lightning chakra are dangerous. I could probably deal with him if I went all out, but I would never be able to do it in time to escape. Besides, I'd only be revealing more of my abilities to Kumo. Tch, Hidan's useless as usual...looks like a tactical retreat is in order." Kakuzu determined and made some quick hand seals, invoking the 'Kirigakure no Jutsu' as exhaled a thick, gust of dense fog.
"Hey, buddy this is my show! I didn't say that you two could go!" With that declared the Hachibi's Youki exploded around Killer Bee, dispersing the jutsu easily. But his efforts were too little, too late as he caught sight of Kakuzu holding Hidan's two halves, carrying one of them on each of his shoulders.
Before Killer Bee could pursue him he heard a sizzling sound and noticed a circle of explosive notes surrounding the injured Yugito. The Kage's brother didn't even pause, sprinting forth and shielding the unconscious woman with his own body as the entire area exploded violently.
Kakuzu didn't even look back as he fled while their demon possessed pursuer was busy defended and possibly treating the wounded female. "This is the second time you've made me fail, Hidan. He will not be pleased and neither am I. maybe I'll be able to convince him to finally let me KILL you."
(Ichiraku Ramen Stand, Later that evening)
Uzumaki Naruto was tired, his clothes were moist and his body trembled in the cool night air. His new pseudo sensei Yamato was much harsher and demanding than Kakashi – that was no push over when it came to training. It was not surprising considering the younger man was part of the Black ops and had no ties to Naruto other than his obligatory commands from the old man. Thus the combination of the two jounin was quite a difficult situation to deal with.
He had trained in the water manipulation techniques before, but never had he had someone scrutinized him so thoroughly. The masked ninja had pinpointed all his mistakes over and over, drilling the correct motions and chakra circulation directions into the blonde with an apathetic voice that was colder than the night breeze.
The Jinchuuriki stepped out Ichiraku's after finishing his dinner, his face twisted into a slight frown as he stepped out into the street. He stretched and shook his head slightly, spraying droplets of water as his head moved from side to side.
"Now now, Naruto, I know you're desperate for a date, but the whole wet and sexy look doesn't really work when you look like a soggy dog..." a familiar voice teased him.
The Uzumaki quirked his brow and turned around "Oh c'mon Ino-chan, cut me some slack. I've been training all day with two crazy sensei; can't you show a guy a little sympathy?" he whined and pushed out his lips while flashing a pair of pleading, puppy dog eyes.
Ino rolled her eyes and turned her head "Tch, I call it as I see it, Naruto," she brushed off his request with a shrug. Her tone belied her true feelings though as laughter danced in her eyes. Naruto sighed and whined her name in mock misery that elicited a soft, tinkling laughter from the girl.
They shared a brief laugh and appraised one another. They were both clad in their training attires, somewhat sweaty, and dirty from their respective training. His fellow blonde flashed him a smile that he returned naturally, the two looking at one another for a while; a slightly uncomfortable silence left between them as they sought for words.
Ino's eyes flickered with uncertainty, her stomach clenching. "Just get this over with, Girl! There's no way he'll say no. Besides this way I'll finally know for sure what I feel and want and stop having to suffer these damn awkward moments!" Ino battled with herself briefly before grabbing the blonde's hand.
After seeing Chouji nearly die and having nearly fallen victim to the Rokushou Aoi, her perspective on things changed to some degree. She knew now she had to grow stronger, so that she could pull her weight more – like Sakura did.
But more importantly she never wanted to live with regrets if she could help it and after being reunited with Naruto and being informed they would be on the same time for a while she knew what she wanted to do. "Uzumaki Naruto, will you go out with me?" she declared in her firm and bossy tone, though her cheeks flamed up slightly.
Her cheeks flushed even more as he gaped at her with slightly wide eyes. Her heart pounded. For all her bravado and gloating over her knowledge on romance and dating; she had never asked someone out or had been asked out – until now. "Well? Yes or no? It isn't that hard even for you, Naruto!"
"W-what? You mean now?" the son of the Yellow Flash sputtered, his own cheeks flushing as he watched her nod her head slowly. The Uzumaki was at lost, he could easily admit that asking the beautiful girl before him out had crossed him mind more than once in the last month or so. But he had never actually thought she was even remotely interested in him. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Say yes!"
"S-sure!" He smiled bashfully and rubbed the back of his head, his etiquette lessons and self restraint flying out of the window as his heart pounded against his ribcage. His weariness and personal woes were discarded as the blue eyes girl lay the whopping surprise on him out of the blue.
"W-Where do you want to go...?"
Ino quirked her brow questioningly and tapped her foot several times. She crossed her arms under her breasts and waited patiently for the right answer. "Honestly! It's the guy's job to choose where we go out to. Oh! And before you say anything, if you suggest Ichiraku for our first date I will personally castrate you!"
Naruto gaped at her slightly, his blue eyes narrowing as he pointed at her. His reply was surprised, confused and just a bit of outraged, "But you asked me out!"
"So what? Are you're saying is that you're going out with me just because I asked you and not because you want to, is that it, N-a-r-u-t-o?" Her tone was icy, her eyes projecting compressed violence that made the Uzumaki gulp nervously.
"W-Women are scary..." Naruto realized and shook his head, lifting his hands in a placating gesture. "That's not it, Ino-chan! Of course I'd want to go out with you! Any guy would! You're pretty, smart, cool and we get along great! B-But I-I've never done this before! I don't know all these rules of relationships like you do," he admitted sheepishly while shrugging his shoulders.
Ino blushed at his frank admission and didn't know what she should feel more at that moment: frustrated with his obliviousness or giddiness over his compliments. "What was I expecting? This is Naruto after all. The guy with zero social awareness. I suppose he's rough around the edges...but he means well, is loyal and he is cute..."
"Alright, Naruto, since you're new at this I'll teach you some of the basics," Ino declared and put her left hand on her hip. She lifted her right hand in a lecturing pose and began. "First Date know-how #1: The guy takes the girl out to a place of his choosing on his expense"
Naruto's brow ticked, "But she asked me out! Why do I have to pay! It doesn't make any sense...then again, Ino-chan is dangerous when she's angry so I better play along..." he thought as Ino's lifted another finger.
"Know-how #2: The couple will get acquainted with one another and learn about one another's likes and dislikes," Ino proceeded and frowned as she watched Naruto eye her in confusion and rub his head. "What is it, Baka?!"
"S-Sorry but, Ino-chan. We already know each other...we've been hanging out during and after missions for the last couple of months. I-I just don't get it," Naruto confessed and sighed slightly as he watched Ino's face redden with fury. He noted that he preferred it flush with shyness and/or excitement due to the pain usually accompanying her ire.
"He does have a point..." Ino admitted as she felt conflicted over what to do. The rules she had come to think as the bible of dating seemed somewhat unfitting. However, the Yamanaka wasn't one to flinch in the face of difficulties and so she replied to Naruto's inquiry in a tight tone. "So what? So we'll start from scratch. Do you have a problem with that?"
The Uzumaki paled slightly and shook his head quickly, "Now I understand why Shikamaru always says all women are troublesome," Naruto sighed and decided to test the waters "Umm...are you hungry?"
The Yamanaka crossed her arms under breasts once more and glared at him flatly. The thin line her lips were set in a very bad omen. "I guess not." He scratched the back of his head before his eyes widened faintly as an idea struck him. he grabbed Ino's wrist suddenly "I know! Come on, I know this place I've been dying to show you for a while!"
Ino gasped slightly as the Uzumaki dragged her along for a couple of feet. His sudden motion and actions took her by surprise and she blushed faintly. She dug her heels in and brought them to a halt, "Hey hey! Slow down, Naruto! What are you doing, baka?"
The Uzumaki stopped due to her insistence and turned to look back at Ino curiously, not understanding what he did wrong this time. The kunoichi sighed softly and put her hand gently on his and shook her head. She didn't mind him holding her hand if she was honest with herself as it felt nice to feel his warm and rugged his skin against hers; but it was against the rules. "You're not supposed to drag me, your date, around like some piece of luggage, Naruto!"
Her fellow blonde looked even more confused and frowned thoughtfully before retorting in a somewhat frustrated tone, glaring at her accusingly. "But you drag me around all the time!"
Ino returned his glare just as heatedly. "That's different, I'm a girl, I'm allowed to drag you around!"
"But why?!" Naruto snapped in his obnoxiously loud tone, a slightly whiny quality tainting his words as he truly did not understanding all these supposed rules and edicts Ino was spouting as if they were some religious code.
"Because I said so! Don't argue with me, I know what I'm talking about!"
"Alright, Alright! But for the record, all these rules aren't leaving much room for having fun!" he voiced his protest.
Ino looked conflicted, slightly saddened by how Naruto was acting, but she understood him on some level. Some of the 'rules' did seem slightly awkward given the situation between the two blondes but she didn't know any better so it was best to stick to a sure thing.
The two genin walked for a few minutes in tense silence, each pointedly looking away from another as they engaged some small talk as per Ino's rules, asking one another questions on subjects they both already knew like favorite colors, foods, pass times and whatnot.
Both seemed unsatisfied and it showed by their in flat, somewhat biting tones, their answers and questions all pointedly short and curt. Naruto sighed to himself as his brows furrowed. "Well this is great, she's miserable, I'm miserable – this sucks! I like how Ino usually is and I've had enough of this tension and small talk shit!"
"Ino-chan! I can't take this anymore!" He stepped in front of her and blocked her path, his eyes flaring with a passionate gleam. His heart was pounding and a phantom pain in his chest was bothering him. His instincts screamed at him to do something, say something – and Uzumaki Naruto always listened to his gut instincts.
Ino flinched and was prepared for him to cancel the date or tell her he didn't like her. Later she would readily admit she wasn't expecting what came next.
"I like you just the way you are all the time! I like spending time with you when you're loud, when we goof around and have fun. Hell, I even like it when you're bossy and argue with me because I like talking with you and we act naturally. That's why I wanted to go out with you in the first place! I really don't get why we have to act like we don't know each other and follow these stupid rules! Why can't we just try and act normal and have fun and see where it goes?" He asked her, his hands grasping her shoulders gently.
The Yamanaka looked a bit overwhelmed by the frankness of his admission, her cheeks flaring brightly as she shyly looked away from his piercing, beautiful eyes. Her throat was dry and she trembled slightly. "I-I don't know...but he's right, this doesn't seem to be working but I DO like Naruto...so what do I do? I thought dates were supposed to go like that?"
Ino admitted Naruto wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but he was perceptive when he wanted to. He was funny in a goofy kind of way and he wasn't afraid of arguing with her or speaking his mind, though there were times when his tactless words were somewhat embarrassing. Maybe she ought to try and improvise, after all nobody in their sane mind could claim Naruto was remotely normal.
"Alright, Naruto. But only because I'm dying to know what this 'place' you're taking me to is!" Ino declared and untangled herself from his grip and made it her point to convey that she only agreed on her own volition and not Naruto's pleading/insistence.
The Jinchuuriki grinned brightly, "Alright! Now you're talking!" He opened his hand and Ino took it. She allowed Naruto to lead her towards his destination. With the 'ground rules' of keeping the subject to just themselves removed, Naruto and Ino seemed to ease up and a pleasant silence was left between them.
"Oh! Ino-chan, I forgot to ask you and Shikamaru, but how was your mission? You were pretty excited about it before I left and you came back...I dunno, sad." He inquired several minutes later when they got comfortable enough to walk side by side.
Ino scrunched up her nose and her face switched to a slightly saddened and reserved expression. "It was...hard. I can't really talk about it, it was a pretty sticky situation but my team and Sakura ended up fighting a Jounin and Chouji got hurt..."
Naruto frowned as he heard the name of his former teammate but knew Ino still considered the formally pink haired genin a friend so he held back his choice words. "I see...I'm sorry about that, how's he doing?"
"Shikamaru says he's doing fine but he got hurt pretty bad. He'll be in the hospital for a while and out of commission for at least a month." Her eyes flickered sadly at the thought her injured teammate and she felt Naruto squeeze her hand gently.
"That sucks! But...I guess as long as he'll be alright that's what counts, right? Hey, you know what? Maybe we should meet up sometime and go visit him. We could go sneak him in some real food. Hospital foods is the worst!"
Ino smiled at him, his grin infectious/ "I think he'd like that! Come to think of it, poor Chouji must hate it there! I've only visited him once too, so I think he'd enjoy the company," Ino agreed and felt the earlier tension melt away.
They spent the rest of their walk conversing softly on the mundane details of Ino's mission, gossip and training tips. Naruto was careful to skirt around all attempts by Ino to learn about what happened on his mission. He didn't need to be reminded of his failures and shortcomings of those dark turn of evens and Shino turning on him. Besides, the Hokage most of the mission details.
Their path took them closer to the eastern district, the older and nowadays less populated area within Konohagakure before they suddenly broke off into a small clearing. Naruto grinned in anticipation and seemed to bounce slightly with every step until he came to a stop and turned towards Ino.
"I found this place not too long ago when I was running late for a training session with Kakashi-sensei. It's got lots of flowers and well I know how much you love those, so I thought I should show it to you when I saw you and...well..." he stammered a bit nervously and stepped away from his current position that blocked Ino's line of sight; deciding it would be better to keep his foot out of his mouth unless it was absolutely necessary.
Ino's eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight of a small grassy patch on the edge of a riverbank. While it was true that there were species of flower here and there but the real sight was the breathtaking way the few rays of moonlight reflected off the water, bouncing off the fauna majestically.
He seemed somewhat uncertain as he took in the dumbstruck look on Ino's face, waving his hand in front of her eyes. "Umm...so...you like it?"
Crickets chirping in the background and Ino found herself covering her cheeks with her hands as they flamed up, her mouth slightly open in shock. "It's so pretty! And he brought me here because he thought about me and what I want and like! That's always a good sign!" Ino squealed inwardly.
"Naruto..." she stammered, unsure what to say exactly. She was somewhat overwhelmed so she smiled as widely as humanly possible, her cheeks hurting slightly but she didn't care as she suddenly hugged him tightly. "I...I don't care that you're a goof sometimes. Or that you're tactless and loud. Sakura must be high on something because you're sweet, caring and you make me feel happy. I like you, Uzumaki Naruto and as it's obvious YOU don't know anything about this, baka...I'll take the initiative."
The Uzumaki hugged her back awkwardly, blushing as his heart thundered in his chest. His body tingled and his lips were dry so he licked them nervously. "So...you do...like it? Right? I don't know if it's alright according to your rules, but I...ow!"
Ino winced and frown slightly, she had tried to kiss him but due to his rambling they ended up knocking their noses together. She inwardly sighed as the 'textbook' romantic moment was ruined. But Ino was anything if not determined and she knew what she wanted. Therefore, she leaned up while murmuring "Shut up a bit, Naruto-kun, you talk too much..."
Naruto felt his chest tighten as he chuckled awkwardly and nervously, but nodded, mouthing a soft apology that Ino ignored as she pressed her lips against his. Naruto couldn't breathe, dazed and shocked that Ino would kiss him. He didn't know what to do, how to act but luckily such coherent thoughts were silenced as her slightly sweet and hot lips entrapped his own. The feeling and sensations that swam through him were foreign but by no means unwelcome and all he wanted to do was get closer to Ino, cradle her smaller form. Naruto followed his guts as he usually did – enclosing her waist with her arms and holding her firmly against him
Ino trembled slightly, his lips were moist and warm in the cool night air. She clutched onto him tightly, fearing she might fall at her head spun and her footing seemed shaky. Both Ninja suddenly pulled back from one another after several long moments, both overwhelmed by the intensity and sensations and feelings they shared during the kiss.
They were breathless, wide-eyed and somewhat confused/surprised, though neither of them seemed to regret it. An awkward silence was left as the two shy and inexperienced teens blushed. "I-I'll walk you home!" Naruto stammered, breaking the silence.
He watched Ino exhale in relief, seemingly just as bashful and confounded as he on what should happen next. They both needed time to digest this new phase in their relationship but one thing was for certain – nothing would ever be the same. Naruto only hoped that for once in his life that statement would end in a positive tone.
(Dawn Break of the following morning, Kusa no Kuni)
The duo of Deidara and Sasori were slowly carving their path through the rancid, insect infested bogs of the western part of Kusa no Kuni. They had been tipped off by one of Sasori's deep agents about sightings of the nomad nuke-nin known as 'Chihibiki no Utakata'.
The enigmatic vagabond origins were unknown except that he was a Kiri-ninja at some point but then defected after the rise of the Yondaime Mizukage, Yagura. Those whom witnessed his wrath and survived all repeated two single, blood chilling detail, his eyes and chakra were a blinding, insidious white. It wasn't much, but usually those select few whose life-force was abnormally colored were considered suspected Jinchuuriki and warranted an investigation.
"Are you sure that he's here, Sasori-danna? Why would anyone seek refuge in this shit hole, um?" the nasally, somewhat irritated tone of Deidara inquired impatiently. The two partners had been trudging their way through the mud for hours.
"For the last time, yes. He's been fleeing from ninja villages seeking to harness his power for over half a decade. It makes sense for him hide in an inhospitable environment that gives him tactical advantage so stop your whining – we've got work to do." The prodigal puppeteer fixed his younger partner with a dark glare, "Deidara, I'm warning you in advance, the congested fauna is unfavorable for your specialty jutsu so do not go overboard."
The blonde saboteur sneered and chuckled softly, throwing his head back to exhale wearily. "Don't worry, Sasori-danna, I'm sure we can deal with some untrained drifter, even if he contains one of the beasts, um."
The Suna nuke-nin's tail suddenly shifted and blocked Deidara's path as he locked eyes upon the figure perched on a branch in front of them. "How did he get that close? I didn't hear or sense him at all..."
In front of them sat a young man, one of his feet dangling from the branch and another folded again his chest. He was clad in a loose, long aqua colored robe that was with navy blue trims. The upper garment was too large and hung loosely on his muscular form. He wore a matching set silk pants, their lower edge slightly torn as it failed to conceal his bare feet.
The enigmatic figure's hair was an unruly mane of short brunette spikes that partially concealed a pair of narrow, eerie brown eyes that bordered on the yellow. His voice was crisp, its smooth almost delicate volume sounding foreign for the tone he chose, "Why are you two following me? I thought you ninja scum had learned that your little tricks and illusions don't work on me"
The blonde terrorist reached for his hair slowly and pushed down his visor on his right eye. He shut his left eye and allowed his vision to shift to the computerized green grid. The machinery analyzed the man's chakra levels and output, small numbers and text running across Deidara's vision. "Your assumption was true, Sasori-danna. His chakra is mixed with youki; he is one of the nine."
Sasori nodded and reached for his cloak and removed it in one swift motion. "I will only offer this once, Utakata. Come with us quietly and spare yourself a battle you cannot hope to win."
Deidara grinned widely and reached for his satchel. He fisted his hand into the explosive clay and fell into a low crouch; sweeping his other hand across his body and prepared for everything.
The Jinchuuriki's lips twitched, shifting from a small, arrogant smirk into a full blown grin full of predator sharp teeth. His eyes opened to reveal two eerie orbs of glowing white. He spoke mostly to himself, seeming quite amused as he licked his teeth hungrily. "Will you look at that, I was right... I told you my dinner would be talkative, didn't I?
His voice was deeper, somewhat guttural as he shifted his position and dropped to the soggy ground beneath him. His aura erupted around him in a storm of blinding white youki. "Truthfully, I was getting rather hungry so I suppose you two will do."
"I didn't know the Rokubi Gastropod was carnivorous." The master of explosives hissed in a deadpan voice. He removed his hand from his satchel, the chewing limb opening its mouth before spewing out several small snake shaped clay figurines. They sank into the rancid bog water, planted within the terrain, ready for use whenever it would be most beneficial to their creator.
"The Bijuu is an omnivore, it digests all and rumors claim that the host has taken a liking to human flesh due to partial insanity. It seems they were founded for once. I would be careful if I were you, Deidara. Kakuzu can't sew back your limbs of their bitten off."
"If that overgrown slimeball thinks he can chew on me he's in for an 'explosive' surprise, um!" Deidara thought though inwardly he felt a bit nervous as his visor relayed an alarming increase in the target's chakra capacity.
"How can I not eat you? We humans are parasites that only live a brief, insignificant existence in which we consume everything around us and then shit out waste and pollution that destroys our environment. It is only fitting I return the favor and eat my kind and shit out their organic matter to heal the planet. Call it insanity, call it 'poetic justice' but it won't matter in a couple of moments while I'm gnawing on your bones, kid." Utakata explained in a deathly calm tone.
The flesh eating young man growled audibly, the primordial sound strangely enough visible noticeable as the sonic waves resonated with the Jinchuuriki's youki. The sound waves were entrapped and contained by the tainted life force, forming a bizarre solid sound bubble. It started trembling as the intensity of the sound waves grew the bubble began to multiple as other bubbles formed from it. Inside the glowing cocoon of sound and youki the burning silhouette of three golden white tails formed behind him – more of them forming rapidly.
"Heh, this is going to get messy for sure. It looks like I might have to use my specialty jutsu. No offense Sasori-danna, but I think this is a case where my art is much more...suitable than your little puppet show..." Deidara pondered as he assumed the tiger seal, only sparing a glance to his elder Akatsuki crouching low as well.
The nightmarish Jinchuuriki sniffed the air and then turned his hollow orbs on Deidara, licking his teeth before howling in a deranged tone. Its accumulated sonic waves exploded around it, unleashing high velocity spheres of sound and energy at his foes.
The heavens themselves seemed to wail in agony as Utakata gave into his blood lust, charging towards his prey voraciously while unleashing his infamous bubble jutsu upon them.
(Several hours later, Forests of Hi no Kuni)
Itachi and Kisame walked the silent woods in tense silence. Ever since the mission order had been given the two nuke-nin had been seeking out the elusive serpent of a man with a veraciousness few could equal. However, tracking down the kinjutsu master was far trickier than it would seem even for a wielder of the sharingan.
The man wasn't hailed as a master assassin and tactician for nothing and normally, trying catch up to a cold trail left by him would be impossible for anyone, but Uchiha Itachi was no mere man or ninja. A crow cawed above them, bringing the elite shinobi to a pause.
"Is it that one of your familiars, Itachi-san?" Kisame questioned as the ebony feathered creature descended slowly, landing on the onyx eyed deserter's outstretched arm.
The Uchiha didn't deem the question worthy of his time as he unfurled the rope around a note tied to the crow's leg. He opened the small note and read it intently, his eyes narrowing faintly. "You just couldn't resist seeking my brother's sharingan, could you? Your greed and arrogance will be your undoing, Orochimaru; I will make sure of that."
"Come, he is close." The Genjutsu master intoned simply and lifted his hand, sending the bird on its way. He then channeled some fire chakra through his hand, incinerating the message before turning around and breaking into a sprint.
Kisame grinned widely, his predator teeth flashing as he shifted his great sword over his shoulder. He followed his partner's blurry pace, the pair breezing through the maze of tree and bush at incredible velocities.
"Oh, by the way, Itachi-san. Do make sure you leave something for me too. I have a score to settle with that slippery bastard as well.."
The Uchiha's lips twitched, a sound of acquiescence escaping his pale lips.
They traveled for several hours until Itachi came to an abrupt halt and motioned Kisame to follow suit. One did not just rush and charge into an S-class ninja's vicinity, even if it was the likes of Orochimaru; it usually spelled death or at the very least tactical disadvantage.
The cloaked pair stepped into an open clearing, gazing at the now demolished structure that used to be the Fire Temple. The once pristine and majestic compound was now a broken, burning husk. The rancid scent of burning flesh, ashes and smoke spread across the rich landscape. It clashed violently against its natural beauty.
The only thing that seemed untouched by the destruction were the fountains of water and the moat of fresh river water that surrounded the temple that once supplied life and sustenance to the now deceased monks.
There in the center of the carnage sat a seemingly bored snake sannin leisurely. He was clad in his beige robes over his black body suit, the trademark purple robe holding his attire together. At his feet was the corpse of the rumored freak child with the monster arm. The child's shoulder length hair was stained in blood and his lifeless eyes were wide; one of his arms missing as it was seemingly torn out of its socket.
Orochimaru licked his lips with his eerily long tongue and grinned murderously at his pursuers, "Itachi, Kisame. You two are late; I've been waiting for you for a while now. I just knew he would send you two after me."
Kisame sneered at his former associate and slammed his great sword, Samehada on the ground firmly, the ground shattering as his dark eyes flashed with icy anticipation. "Don't be like that, Orochimaru. It's never too late for a party, especially when you're the one that's offering us such prime snake meat for our sushi..."
Itachi reached and unbuttoned his cloak slightly, "You should have stayed under your rock, Orochimaru. This is the end, not even your associate in the tree over there can stop us," was the bland exclaim given by the Uchiha genius as his eyes flashed with his birthright, the tomoe of his sharingan spinning rapidly.
"Kukukuku! Perceptive as always, Itachi-kun. I hope you don't mind, but since you and I have some unfinished business I thought I should be courteous and prepare some entertainment for Kisame-san as well. You can come out now, Mashashi-san," the snake summoner beckoned and glee filled him as he saw the Kiri nuke-nin's eyes widen considerably when he heard his accomplice's name.
The Shark man cursed and hefted his great blade protectively across his body just as a massive gust of wind nearly cleaved him in half. His great sword absorbed the elemental attack, but the force behind it pushed him several feet back.
A blurry shape charged at the Monster of the Mist, not giving him even a moment's respite. Kisame ducked and dodged, leaping backwards as deadly sword swipes nearly amputated his limbs and decapitated his head. The blue skinned Akatsuki finally swung in retaliation, smashing his weapon against his assailant's blade, his face twisted into a wild grin.
A tall, muscular man in his late forties stood in front of him, his body clad in a dark blue body suit with black lightning shaped patches under his shoulder blades and on his thighs. The man's skin was fair, his face carrying various scar tissue, especially one glaring scraping abrasion thats origin was quite apparent. His skin clashed violently with his long, black hair with silver lines and his dark hazel eyes.
Kisame grunted as he held Samehada against an abnormally long Katana, the long and thin blade gleaming in the sunlight as it stood steadfast even against the shark nin's physical supremacy. "I don't know how you survived; old man and I don't care why you're helping that creepy bastard of all people. But this time I'll make sure you die and stay dead!"
With that declaration the man flashed an equally wild grin, his slightly yellow teeth gnashing, "Sounds like fun! Bring it on, kid!" With that exclaim leveled the swordsman unleashed a massive battle cry before he parried the sharkskin blade. They both vanished into a blur of after images and clanging blades.
"And then there were two..." The snake sannin cooed happily, his reptilian eyes seeming to flash with blood lust as his body blurred due to his speed. He reappeared several feet in front of Itachi and slapped his hands together. He gathered his chakra, grinning as he felt Itachi mimic the gesture. "I've been waiting for this day for a long time, Itachi. It is time you learned your place..."
Jutsu List:
'Suiton: Daibakufu no jutsu' - Water Release: Grand Waterfall Technique - Mid-level Water jutsu - unleashes a wave of rushing water
Katon: Goukakyuu no jutsu - "Fire Release: Grand Fireball technique - Low to Mid-level Fire jutsu - unleashes a massive fireball at the foe
Moku-bushin - Wood Clone - Low level Wood technique - Yamato will create a sentient clone of himself from nearby wound that can blend into wood
Suiton: Kirigakure no jutsu - Hidden Mist Technique - Low level Water technique - The user will either expel of create a veil of dense fog from the moisture within/around him.