lostmoonchild: Konbanwa! Thanks for the reviews! I'm sitting here watching "Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master" while updating so I'm one content authoress at the moment. So we're now winding down to the last few chapters (there is now four left unless I decide to add something) so I'm trying trying to figure out a few things. Anyway, here's this week's chapter!
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Chapter Fifty Four
A mistake had been made and it was one that he was going to remedy one way or another. He had allowed himself to believe that a child was harmless, not fully realizing that he hadn't been dealing with an inbred child. What's more, he had allowed himself to believe that he couldn't be defeated by the Kyuubi no Youko Jinchuuriki and Sasuke.
Cold eyes that reflected no warmth within the living body stared up at the moon. It wouldn't be impossible to seal the fox demon in a pot or something until he had collected the Bijuu once more. If he expected to do such a thing, however, he would need to do the one thing he had neglected to do when he attempted to trick the Kairi family into assisting him.
He would need to destroy the only living key.
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In his cage, Kyuubi shifted around restlessly. Something terribly wrong was brewing in the distance and he had a distinct feeling it wouldn't end well for anybody if it were allowed to boil over. Whatever it was needed to be stopped immediately or else all hell was literally going to break loose.
The demon growled softly in frustration as he traced a claw lightly against one of the bars, knowing full well he was safe inside Naruto. All the Bijuu would remain safe as long as they were hidden and their hosts remained anonymous. As long as those conditions were being met then they had nothing to fear.
Then why was he still worried? Was it because it was common knowledge that Naruto was his Jinchuuriki? It wasn't like the boy was defenseless seeing as he had a whole arsenal of jutsu tucked up his sleeves. No, he was just worrying for nothing. He had to be. Madara Uchiha was dead and that other Uchiha brat was essentially useless.
What if Uchiha Madara isn't dead? Kyuubi shook the thought from his head. The insane Uchiha was dead and there was no getting around it. There was just no way in hell anybody could come back from the dead without a little help from Nibi or the Death God!
Closing his eyes and snarling softly in irritation, Kyuubi grumbled softly to himself as he felt a harder tug on his chakra. Whatever it was that was brewing in the distance, the kit could feel it on a subconscious level and was apparently storing away enough demonic chakra to pack a wallop. He just pitied the poor bastard that ended up on the receiving end.
The demon raised his head when he felt the hard tugs on his chakra suddenly soften, a grin spreading across his face. Ah, so the kit realized something was going on too. If he was right, she was about to do something to help make sure that nothing happened to them.
He knew he couldn't have been any prouder even if he tried. It was just amusing to watch as everything his idiot host had deemed worthy of passing on to the kit ended up getting used to either cause trouble or serve as a possible defense. He was just curious as to what the kit would use to write the seals out if she was indeed doing what he suspected she was about to do.
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Dark eyes stared out into the night, pale skin glowing in the soft moonlight. Uchiha Sasuke had no words to describe the feeling of anxiety that was currently serving as a rock in his gut and while he was tempted to see if that blonde idiot he called a rival had any bad feelings as well, he knew that the girl was back in Konoha.
He'd have to wait until the girl was in school before he caught up to Naruto. A nagging feeling told him that something wasn't completely right but he couldn't figure out what. Madara was dead and so was Danzou so what in the hell was going on? Was he just finally losing it?
No, he was sane even if he did have to have mandatory surprise psych evaluations, which involved Inoichi going into his head whenever the blonde felt like it. As much as it pissed him off, Sasuke knew he'd have to put up with it until he regained his title as a shinobi.
Closing his eyes, Sasuke allowed his thoughts to wander. It was instinctive, his hate for the Kairi girl and he had discovered that his family hadn't been the only one to hate the Kairi clan. The Senju and Uzumaki clans had each held a hate for the Kairi clan that was returned with full enthusiasm. He supposed, however, if Naruto could ignore the automatic hate and choose instead to love the child, he could grow to tolerate the child's presence. Whether he liked it or not, they shared a village and his rival just happened to be the girl's father.
If Inoichi decided to go through his head anytime soon, Sasuke was fairly certain the man would uncover his own resolve. Hell, maybe he'd even discuss it with that irritating excuse of a Hokage and the dobe. He just didn't want to be left alone with the brat no matter what the circumstances.
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He needed to hide the scrolls better.
Gray eyes peered around the silent kitchen as Hisoka carefully climbed onto the counter with full intentions on grabbing the scrolls that were hidden away in a cabinet. She knew that unless she was about to die of shock or was about to face a reanimated Orochimaru, she was never to touch the scrolls. Unfortunately something told her that she needed to make sure she had some of the chakra sealed away in the nine scrolls tucked into another scroll she could carry around on her own person.
On a good day when her chakra levels were steady, she required about half of the chakra that had been put into one seal at least once every two weeks now so no one would notice immediately. One bad day she needed almost two shots of chakra just to survive until everything had stabilized. In a sense, Hisoka figured her father should have been happy that she knew where to find the scrolls incase she felt the Bijuu chakra reaching dangerous levels.
Quietly taking the scroll marked 'one' from the small pile of scrolls, Hisoka quietly closed the cabinet and slipped off the counter. A child of a shinobi must be well versed in stealth as well as various other aspects in becoming a shinobi. "You're gonna get into trouble. What if they think you're going to do something bad?" A whimpering voice whispered in her mind. "They can kill you before the time's up if they decide you're going to be bad!"
Hisoka quietly put her shoes on and unlocked the door, knowing that no one in their right mind would suspect going out the door. Shinobi always seemed to have this compulsion that centered on avoiding doors so no one would think to watch the doors. "Think about what we're doing!" The voice pleaded again.
We? You're the one freaking out because we're doing something to protect the village! Hisoka scolded the voice as she darted through the streets knowing that somebody was watching her to see what she was up to. She didn't know what she was protecting the village from but it was clearly enough to send all the Bijuu into fits of anxiety. Soon the reports would be coming in and the Jinchuuriki would all be gathering here to-
The girl froze, her heart suddenly racing as the memory of her mother's memory surfaced. Despite having her mother's memories sealed away, the ones that she had seen were still embedded into her mind. "No! No one would dare tear out the Bijuu from everybody!" The voice screamed as the child began running as fast as she could. "He said that Madara is dead! That time with Kabuto was a mistake! Daddy didn't know he was still alive!"
Then how do you explain it? No one but the Uchiha and Senju clans make the Bijuu so nervous! Sasuke's too scared of Kyuu-chan to even dare cause everyone knows he's not strong enough to spook Kyuu-chan. Hisoka skidded to a stop and crawled into her hiding place before spreading out the large scroll until she had reached the final seal.
"Tell Daddy then!"
No! Biting her finger, the girl watched as blood formed from the bite before she began drawing out the new seal on the blank paper of the smaller scroll. Some part of her knew that her father would wish he hadn't taught her how to do simple sealing but another part realized that if he hadn't been faced with the knowledge that he wouldn't always be near her, he wouldn't have even bothered teaching her until she was older. "Release." Her whisper almost sounded like a shout in the silence and the Bijuu's chakra felt like dirt against her skin as it brushed against her. Applying chakra to the blood seal, Hisoka concentrated. "Seal."
Immediately the chakra vanished into the seal and for the next half an hour the girl worked carefully. When she had finished, she packed the scrolls away into her bag and slipped back to the apartment. No sooner had she put the scroll back with the other scrolls and had gotten back into her room did she hear somebody from her father's room stirring. Quickly changing back into her pajamas, Hisoka buried herself under the blankets and closed her eyes carefully concentrating on keeping her breaths deep and even.
Sometime before the sound of the bedroom door closing again reached her ears, Hisoka fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.
lostmoonchild: So since I'm not feeling too hot I'm gonna finish updating then I'm gonna probably wander off to bed. So read and review cause reviews make Cuddles (the kitten now sleeping on my arm) very happy and less likely to attack my head.