Zeelee-Vallen: We got so many reviews! We thank you all! Lately, we've been to lazy to answer back though... But know. We cherish each of them!
Zeelee-Vallen: Though, theres one revew I will answer back too. You remember how Naruto was an underdog in the manga? Well, thats the Idea in this one. Sasuke and Itachi's clan are very strong, but you're gonna laugh when you find out what it is. Naruto's clan is high rank, but only not as strong as the Uchiha. Sadly, the Uchiha manage to win each time the Fox clan challenge, which is why the fox clan is lower. You'll see what I mean in the future, if you keep reading.
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Kuro eyed the tarts in the window, her mouth watering. She wished she could buy them, but she could hardly afford food as it was. The slightest thing could break her very strict budget.
With great remorse, she pulled herself away from the window and made her way to the small noodle stand down the street. It was cheap there, enough that she could afford it every once in a while. Usually it was only to treat herself.
"Kuro!" A familure voice stopped her. Glancing behind her, she spotted the owner of the voice instantly. Itachi, who was wearing a pleased grin. Nagato was trailing not far behind him, his expression unreadable.
A small smile decorated her lips as they approached. "Hey." She greeted.
"Hey." Itachi draped an arm around her shoulder, a grin on his lips. Nagato awkwardly placed his large hand on her head, his face turned away. Her smile brightened.
Then she remembered her last meeting with them. She slipped under Itachi's arm, her heart beating painfully. She couldn't really get mad at them now that Kei betrayed her, but she still felt hurt that they completely disregarded her emotions at the time. Yes, they texted her soon after, but it didn't sooth the hurt. For all she knew, that could be the reason why Kei was treating her so poor.
That had to be it. There was no other reason why Kei would do it. After all, her bad treatment of Kuro only started today.
The day after Itachi and Nagato said those words.
Itachi looked off to the side a slightly guilty look passing over his face. Nagato stepped forward, his eyes softening. She took a couple steps back, lowering her head to avoid Nagato's gaze.
"I'm sorry, okay Kuro?" She looked up to see Itachi run his fingers threw his hair, a light blush on his cheeks. Kuro's heart twinged. No, she wouldnt let herself be thrown off by his words! She had to be strong.
"My lady, I too beg for your forgiveness..." Nagato placed his palm over his heart, his head bowed. Kuro twitched, a light blush crossing her cheeks. He knew her weakness, his weird old fashion words always made her weak.
Her whole face turned red when she noticed all the stares she was getting from passbyers. She grumbled, her heart beating painfully against her ribs. The attention, combined with the boys apology was going to cause her to overheat.
Deep down, she knew she couldn't stay mad at them. But she could make them see their wrong at least. Then she wouldn't feel guilty about forgiving them so easily.
"Do you know what Kei did today?" She asked, her eyes darting away from them. She couldn't bare to look at their pitiful states any-longer. It was too painful for her. "She destroyed our friendship." Her voice waiverd. Even if the blond was a leach, she still adored Kei.
"Good." Her eyes narrowed dangerously at Itachi. The black-haired boy looked way to pleased with himself.
"Now you can be only ours." Nagato grinned, making Kuro turn her glare to the red-head.
They were both idiots. Hopeless Idiots.
Kuro sighed. 'These two... They live in their own world.' To them, nothing mattered but each-other, and her. It could get overbearing at times, but there wasn't anything she could do about it.
Sometimes, even she couldn't understand them. Like why their world was so closed off, and why they act like they did. Even after so long together, their pasts remained a mystery.
The smell of faint smoke made her look up to the sky. A thick black spire of smoke tainted the blue expansive sea.
Her jaw tightened. 'The direction it's coming from...' Kuro's heart seized as she broke in a full-out run in the direction of the smoke.
"Kuro!" Itachi's call fell on depth ears. Blood rushed to her head as fear gripped her heart.
'It can't be..!' She turned the corner, the church that usually stood strong and beautiful was being eaten by flames. The hungry fire licked at the sky, searching for more to devour in its destruction. It had the church surrounded, eating it from the outside in. Arson.
Kuro's knees gave out from under her, the shock leaving her body immobile. The cat's home, her sanctuary... The place she found peace... Her beloved church...
Her eyes filled with tears as she thought about the kind staff, who would often go out of their way to make sure she was safe. They would even feed her when she was starved. They never once called the authorities on her. They would always watch over her...
Tears streamed from her eyes. Ash fell around her, blanketing the ground in grey. Multiple people around her watched the fire with devastated eyes, the staff and patrons wailing in loss.
"Mrow.." A familiar weight on her thigh made her look down. There on her lap, was the church cat. His fur was streaked in ashes, his green eyes wide. With a sob, she pulled the cat into her arms and held him tightly to her chest. The cat didn't purr, but she didn't expect him to.
His home was just destroyed after all.
A scream broke her from her morning. It came from inside the church. Her throat closed, her limbs going cold.
Someone was still inside the burning church.
Kuro scrambled to her feet. As if he knew what she was planning, the cat jumped from her arms and planted himself between her and the church. The cats expression was yelling "Don't even think of going in!' His tail flicking wildly behind him.
She smiled sadly at the cat. "I have too. I'm not going to let someone die." She jumped over him, and broke into a run, the ash from the ground swirling around her from being disturbed.
The doorknob was sizzling, so instead of opening it she kicked the large double doors. The doors flew open, black coils of smoke bursting from the opening. Taking a deep breath of air, she ran into the burning building.
The smoke burned her eyes, the heat making he movements thrice as difficult.
No one was in the hall.
With no choice, she went deeper into the church. The nuns quarters was the best choice, since the nursery was out of use. Fire was slowly eating its way into the church, the orange flame devouring the wood quickly. She would have to hurry.
Sob her head swivelled toward the sound. Curled up in a ball against the wall was a small lady dressed in pure black. A hacking cough from Kuro caught the nuns attention, making the lady look up at her. Ash mixed with the lady's tears, staining her pale skin. Her wide grey eyes looked in awe, as if god himself sent a miracle.
"Can you walk?" Kuro asked, her voice rasping. Another loud cough sounded from Kuro, black ash spewing from her mouth with the spit. Any more ash, and she might damage her lungs.
The nun shook her head, her grey eyes on her legs. Kuro followed the nuns gaze; cursing, she wished she didn't. The lady's legs were heavily burned, the skin black and bubbling. Pity poured from Kuro, the lady must have been in so much pain, terrified as she thought she was trapped forever.
"I'll carry you then." Kuro knelt down In front of the lady, her back facing her. With a loud sob, the lady pulled herself onto Kuro's back. Thankfully, she was around the same size as Kuro, making it slightly easier for the black haired girl to carry her. With the extra weight tough, it would slow their escape.
The heat from the fire made Kuro reel slightly, but she quickly regained balance and jogged back the way she came. The nuns body shook with sob, pushing Kuro harder. She wouldn't let this lady die. The sooner they got out, the sooner the lady could get treatment.
Orange licked at her, as if the flame reaching for her. The heat was starting to get unbearable, each movement getting harder from the weight of it.
Crack
Black charred wood fell from the roof, crashing to the ground behind them.
She quickened her pace.
They got to the hall, the smoke seamed to get worst, the air black and heavy with heat. Orange glowed from inside the wall of smoke, the flame being the only thing visible.
"We're almost there..." Kuro's legs bumped together, the lack of oxygen doing its toll on her body. The heat was starting to become unbearable, burning her skin without her being near it.
Carefully she made her way thew the ile, pushing for her body to go on. Weaker and weaker, her body refused to obey her. Her feet dragged as she pulled herself and the lady threw the heavily smoked area.
Light broke threw the smoke. A new wave of energy filled Kuro as she pushed on. Not far now, then they would be safe.
'Just... Keep going...' Her limbs were completely numb, air no longer able to enter her lungs from being so heavily tainted with smoke. But she continued.
Charred wood with glowering red embers fell like rain. The nun screamed, a warning for Kuro to dodge the oncoming assault. She dodged multiple pieces, but she wasn't fast enough to dodge the last large piece. It hit her shoulder, making her topple over.
The lady's heavy weight on-top of her reminded her why she needed to get out. With a heave, she pulled them up to a standing position. She would get the lady out. Her body be damned, this lady was more important.
Each step was agony. Her shoulder was sizzling with embers that she couldn't brush off, in fear of the lady falling off her back. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air.
Then, she stepped into the light. The ash covered yard was filled with people. Some of which, rushed toward them.
With her job done, she collapsed.
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(Beep Beep Beep)
Kuro opened her eyes to be blinded, white covered almost every inch of the room. The smell of anaesthetics made her scrunch up her nose in disgust. Her limbs ached, the slightest movement sending pangs of agony threw her whole body.
She blinked again, her eyes focusing on the black ball of fur by her hip.
The church cat. With a shaky hand she reached out to pet him, his soft fur soothing her pain. His green eyes landed on her, lighting up when he seen she was awake. Her lips pulled into a smile as she rested her weak hand on his back.
His loud purring lulled her back to sleep.
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Zeelee-Vallen: Oh my... We hope you liked. By the way, we redid the first chapter. If your interested, go read it :D