Bloodline
chapter 11
isdh
Naruto awoke to a pounding headache, a dry mouth that tasted like weak, week old cheese, and a body that was stiff and aching like he had been pulled, pressed, and stuffed in a kunai pouch all at once.
As his left hand rubbed his eyes, blurry images of things he really did not want to remember flashed through his head, blurs of red hair, a dark haired guy with raccoon eyes, of giggling, of …
It all goes blank...thankfully.
He was in his room, the sun stabbing through the raggedy curtain and into his eyes.
There is a weight on his right side, a warm spot...
He turns his head and peers down. Curled into his side is a small redhead...
Blinking, Naruto tries to place this person...'Oh! Gaara!'
"Onii-chan, don't leave me..." Gaara curled in tighter to Naruto.
"Ah, Gaara?" Naruto poked the younger Jinchuuriki, "Hey Gaara! Time to get up!"
Gaara blinked and looked about. Then he noticed that he was so close to the Blonde Jinchuuriki. Closer then he had ever been to anyone in over six years. He pulled away, so as not to hurt his new friend with his sand...
Then he noticed that he had no sand. He reached for it with his chakra. It stirred, but it seemed to be holding a wall about them.
Then the headache hit. The day before replayed through his mind, from when they left the sand pit in the training field to when the very drunk and frisky Tanuki collapsed into a big pile of sand, just a few hours ago. Clutching his head, the redhead groaned, "If that is what I have to look forward to, I can see why the Others were so ...reserved."
"Nah, From what Kushi-chan was slurring last night, that was just drinking. I think she has agreed that I am not going to be subjected to the 'Orgy' until I am 16 or I make Chunin. Which ever comes first." Naruto frowned. "Just be glad that they were the ones doing the drinking last night. A quick flush of chakra and your system should reset." A rat sign as he gathered chakra...then released it.
Gaara frowned and mimicked him. As the chakra flowed through him, the hangover was washed away, as he released it, like a wave washing over him, cleansing the top layer of his skin.
Naruto nodded, "Now a quick shower, then dressed, and then we can go find some trouble to get into."
Naruto sprinted into his shower, hosed off and dressed in his orange track suit. Stepping out, he sees that Gaara is already dressed.
"No shower?"
"Sand shower." Gaara answered. "Granted, only I can do it safely, but it saves on water." Pulling on his new gauntlets he began to recollect the sand barricade from around the bedroom of the apartment.
Naruto just nodded and set about working his new tantos onto his belt and getting the scroll pouch to hang properly.
Once fully dressed, they made their way out the door...
...right into Jiraiya.
"Ah, I see that the two of you are together. Good. And where are your..."
"They disbursed last night after getting really drunk." Naruto scratched his head. "Mine is sleeping it off in her cage."
Gaara turned to look at the blonde, "Cage? There was no cage when we..."
Naruto grinned, "Next time you are over, look at the rim of the mesa. It was a cage in a sewer before Hebi-teme spiked us." He frowned, "I most likely need to go back in and see what the place looks like now."
Jiraiya frowned at the two chatting away about Biju and containment. Deciding that the boys needed something else to talk about, "Hey, what do you two have planned?"
"Ramen!" Naruto exclaimed. "Then I need to find someone to teach me the basics of these." He drew his twin tantos from behind his back.
Jiraiya's frown twisted. "Let me see one of those." the blond passed one over while sliding the other home. The Sage shifted the blade about in his hand, testing the balance. He nodded. "Half gram heavy on the back." Then his eyes widened. "A chakra blade."
"A what?" Naruto asked.
Handing the knife back to the boy, "A blade that is forged to channel chakra. Each element adds different properties to the blades they are channeled through. Come with me." he turned and headed to the Hokage tower.
Ino groaned as she rolled out of bed. Her massive Jutsu yesterday was tiring, but the reaction headache was worse. After her nap, she a light soup, and straight back to bed. Collecting her new scroll, she headed down for breakfast. Three eggs, bacon, four slices of toast with jam, and two big glasses of juice.
Then with her scroll, she headed out to where Shikamaru and Choji would be spending the day, cloud watching and eating chips.
Temari sat on the balcony of her room, working on the control of her new fans. The edges of the fan were thin, sharp, and straight. Yesterday, all she did was through wind jutsus with them.
She looked down from her ledge, and spotted a group of dancers, setting up on a stage.
Three young ladies bowed to the civilians that were gathering. Then with a practiced snap of their wrists, silk fans exploded in their hands. The dance was primitive, basic, but the girls were only six to eight years of age.
Temari tried the moves from above, and found the forms both complex and yet simple. She frowned. She remembered a book and scroll shop, the blond chatterbox had pointed it out as they were walking to the Weapons shop...now where was it?
She gathered her small fans, but left the massive one in her room. She was safe from everyone but the higher ninja, and her rank and bloodline protected her there. As she stepped out on to the street, she look about and was swept away in by the crowds.
Kankuro sat in his dark room, his Puppet; Karasu [crow] dismantled, and spread about him. His Tool kit at his side, as he slowly took apart the top. He was learning the top the same way he learned his puppet, from taking them apart and putting it back together. Inside he found...
Senbon shooters; singles and volleys(empty) ...
Retractable blades, chakra metal (razor sharp)...
3D gyroscope(in perfect condition)...
refillable poison bladders(needing to be replaced)...
and a set of seals that he did not have the knowledge to mess with.
Okay, now he knew what he needed to do to bring Karasu up to the next level. Karasu already had Senbon Shooters. Seeing as he was not attacking the Village in a month, he decided to load the nonlethal poisons. He also reloaded the Top. Karasu had blades, but not Chakra metal, now he had a reason to learn his elemental affinity, the Top would be more effective when he knew that little nugget. Instead of using bladders, he used bomb spheres, and loaded three different colored smoke. If if came to true fighting, the smoke would be better at this time.
He did not want to kill the bug user, nor to piss the guy off, so he did not use bug killer, but did plan on using a smoke/gas that would repulse or repel the bugs.
Sealing the top into a small scroll, he prepared himself for reassembling Karasu and pretending to be the puppet on Karasu's back.
Sakura was heading to the Hospital, to see those that did not make it out unscathed.
Here is what she thought had happened...
Lee was in bad shape, but it was just torn ligaments instead of crushed bones. Choji was suffering from internal bruising. Hinata was in for Chakra Coil Damage, and in the Hospital because her father openly did not trust the Elders with her in that condition. Sasuke had been taken from the hospital in the dead of night by Kakashi-sensei. Kiba and Akamaru were in the Inuzuka Clinic, she would be visiting them later.
Tenten, Ino, and herself were out with minor bruising and low Chakra reserves. Shikamaru was most likely somewhere napping or cloud gazing. Neji and Shino were home doing clan things. Naruto was off running around town with that Suna trio...
Choji had been released with orders to take it easy. Hinata had slipped out, no one knew that she had been left in the hospital. But other then that, it was as she thought.
Lee it turned out was under heavy sedation, he kept trying to get up and work out.
Choji had eaten three standard hospital breakfasts and was still hungry. A medical scan showed that the best thing for him was a few light lunches over the course of the day, as his Clan's 'bloodline' turned calories not just into Chakra, but also speed up their healing.
No one who knew that Hinata was in a room at the Hospital noticed that the shade of a girl had slipped out. It was not noticed until the evening rotation of nurses came looking for her that anyone knew she was gone. By that time the girl had followed the Knuckle-headed ninja to the training field, to the Noodle hut, been captured, converted, and groped. All in all, Hinata was having a good day.
But Sakura was not. She was missing her Uchiha-kun, her mother had yelled at her the last two days, about not being good enough for her Uchiha-kun, about how could she, the smartest girl in her class, be beaten by that loudmouthed baka that she called her teammate. In the end, she just needed to get out of the house, and what better way then to see those in the hospital.
Hinata sprang up from her nest of pillows, panting.
Her dreams were getting worse. This time 'He' had used 'Her' in ways that were not just humbling, but degrading. And 'She' had not only enjoyed it, had been begging for more and worse.
She licked her lips. It was time to do something about it.
A quick bath in her private furo, and she dressed in her clan robes as to her ninja gear. Signaling a branch member, "Are you doing anything at this time?" She inquired.
"No Hime-chan."
"I require a message sent to Yamanaka Inoichi. I must speak with him at his earliest connivance. Your silence on this." And with a flick of her head, she scurried off to the breakfast table.
The Branch member frowned, then recalling the rumors about what happened yesterday with the Princess' crush, grinned and hurried out to find the Blond Jonin.
Entering the Hokage tower Naruto paused, then snorted as he drew a kunai and chucked with a grunt at the wall. The wall sagged as the kunai pinned the cloth to the wall. "You are getting better, but you guys were an inch off to the left."
The cloth was pushed aside as the troop of cadets known as the 'Konohamaru Ninja Squad' stepped forward. "How did you get to be so good, Boss?"
Naruto took on the 'peter pan' pose, "I am just that great!" Nice Guy pose, "Dattebayo!"
He shook his head. "Really guys, it was just practice, observation, and running like hell when the ANBU caught me failing."
"Soo...More practice. Got it!" the scarf wearing kid took on the 'peter pan' pose. "No girls around...Challenge you!"
Moegi bopped Konohamaru on the head, and glared at him.
"What?" He looked at her, "I do not count you as a girl, because you are on my squad."
She snorted, in a lady like manner.
Naruto looked about, a sparkle in his eye. "One on one? Or three on three?"
Jiraiya and Gaara had stopped to watch Naruto, neither was prepared for what was about to happen.
"Three on Three, but you Start as One!" Konohamaru exclaimed, pointing at his Rival.
As the four dueling 'ninja' took the 'Peter pan pose' Naruto and Konohamaru counted down, "Three...two...one!"
As one eight hands came together in the rat sign... four poofs of fog/smoke... when the smoke cleared there stood two sets of three 'naked' girls.
Naruto had pulled two clones and done his blonde with pig-tails and whisker marks, a redhead, and a blue haired girl, all about the age of seventeen, all sharing the same cloud cover.
The KNS took it one step further.
Konohamaru was a brown haired girl, trying to hide in a towel too small to hide behind..
Moegi was a redheaded female hiding behind two large feather fans, what was seen, seemed to be nude.
Udon was raven haired beauty trying to hide behind a scroll that slithered about her form.
Jiraiya never had a chance.
"Ninja Down!"
Before the whited pervert even hit the floor, the duelists had dropped their henge.
As the five youngsters watched the Sage spasm, a Chunin with a medical badge stepped forward to check the old man's stats. "What did you do to him?"
"Sexy Jutsu" Udon murmured shyly.
The Chunin froze, then turned to glare at the Blond. "You just had to go teach that one, didn't you?" then the Chunin froze again, "The Hokage!"
From up the stairs a panicked shout rang out, "Hokage is Down, Kami help the Hokage!"
Naruto chuckled, "Two for three. The first time it was just a blood nose, but the last two times..." Scratching the back of his head, "How is Ero-Sanin doing?"
Jiraiya snapped up as he dug a small note book from under his vest-coat. A few quick notes, and the notebook was put away. The chunin snorted and walked away, as Jiraiya glared Naruto.
"That was Low, gaki. A jutsu like that could do a guy some real harm."
"You mean like to Jiji-Sama?" the scarfed boy asked, real panic showing in his eyes.
Jiraiya frowned, "Who?"
"Hokage-Jiji." Naruto answered. "This is the Honorable Grandson, Konohamaru." Naruto clapped the boy on the shoulder. "My rival for the next to take the title of Hokage. What I did alone, he does two years younger with the ' Konohamaru Ninja Squad'."
Jiraiya nodded as the information filtered through his mind, Six naked girls slows down the mind of any pervert...
"Sensei?" and the Sanin was off and running, the five youngsters hot on his heels.