Getting Past His Lamentation.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Chapter 3.
The two Konoha Nin made it to into Lightning country in good time, Travelling and conversing with each other. They found out more about each other than they had cared about in the past, each discovering that the other was interesting and a delightful change of pace. Naruto one hand, for instance did not know that her favorite foods were bananas and milk. Hanabi on the other hand did not know that the sage enjoyed gardening. Interesting indeed. They were actually even smiling with one another.
That would make anyone who knew the two have their jaws drop off of their heads.
"…And then what happened?"
"He was about to slash me with his claws and then… I farted in his face."
Hanabi stopped walking and stared at him, unbelieving. "Really?"
"Really happened. And that's how I gained control in the match and beat Kiba with my own version of Sasuke's version of Lee's Primary lotus."
"Uh huh. You beat Kiba with a fart and a taijutsu style you stole from Sasuke that he stole from Lee?"
"Yeah." He was now walking ahead of her and she jogged a little to catch up to him. "Your generation was eccentric, Naruto," she remarked, "if not unique. I mean that in the nicest way."
"It feels a bit insulting when you say eccentric, even though the Konoha twelve weren't exactly run of the mill. It was composed of clan heirs, Melee experts, last existing clan members like myself and Sasuke…" his expression soured. "Uchiha."
"What happened to him, anyway? The last I heard of him was when he killed Danzo."
"He died as well."
"If Danzo was strong enough to be nominated for the hokage position, which means that he was strong. If Sasuke killed him, how could Sasuke die? Wouldn't that mean he was powerful as well?"
"He… he killed Sakura Haruno, my other teammate. I saw him cut her throat. I was too late to intervene and… I killed him in reprisal."
Hanabi frowned. "But I heard from Hinata-nee once that you promised Sakura to bring him back to the village."
"When Sakura was killed, there was nothing and no one holding me to her promise anymore. We have arrived." He said shortly, cutting the conversation suddenly. Obviously he didn't feel comfortable talking about this topic.
Hanabi looked thoughtful. While her life was nowhere near tragic as his, considering that he held her family dear to him as well, he seemed to hold up under the pressure well, or at least, pretended to. She was sure she would have gone mad years ago. She looked up to the castle, seeing its imposing figure cast its shadow over them by blocking the afternoon sun. There really was something strange about it but nothing over the top. Just a building of fortitude. Nothing more, nothing less.
She looked to her side. "What do you…think?"
Naruto was gone.
All that was in his place was small piece of paper that read.
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She frowned. The message held no deciphered meaning to her so she decided to just do her job and look over the castle with her byakugan. She did and activated her dojutsu. Being provided by 360' degree vision via all seeing eyes she regarded the paper again, now seeing letters on the back of it. She picked it up and turned it over.
oo in r u
She held it back up on the right side with the original version and looked it over with the byakugan. By seeing through the paper as well, the message became clear.
Looking around
She felt the need to suppress an impressed smile. Thinking on the fly for him must have been natural intuition. But she still could not see him, even with her byakugan on. She shrugged and looked into the castle once more and saw a large man seated inside a observation room of sorts that overlooked her location. She noticed one thing that stood out the most about the man.
He had very large kage level chakra reserves.
For a single man like that to be in that location and had such immense reserves meant that this was obviously a trap. It was supposed to be ordinary rogues.
The man jumped out of the window on the eighth story and landed with a crash on the ground below, raising dust. As soon as it cleared, Hanabi's heart fell when she saw who stood in the crater.
It was A, the fourth Raikage of Kumogakure.
"Hello Hanabi. Please come with me." He held out his hand, as if expecting her to oblige to his inane request.
Her only response was to settle into her gentle fist stance complimented with a stoic expression. "And why the hell would I do that?"
A was oozing confidence. She knew that she did not have the skill set necessary to even fight one of his elite jounin (Close range weakness) let alone on his level. She knew that if she even wanted a chance to live, she would have to surrender. Yes. After all the years, Kumo would finally have the byakugan, a dojutsu to add to their vast collection of Kekkei genkai, increasing their military prowess.
There was no doubt.
She knew this.
As far as he knew, she was alone and if she disappeared, no one in leaf would be any the wiser. Sure, the could blame The Hidden Cloud, but they could just deny the accusations. Even if they had proof that the Raikage himself kidnapped her, the leaf would try to ignore the problem to save face, as well as to keep the peace.
'Tree huggers. Always did preach on and on about peace.' He thought. "Well?"
She ran towards him, byakugan ablaze and chakra visible at her fingertips. "Eight Trigrams: Sixty Four Palms!" She started to jab at his tenketsu points but he danced fluidly in and out of her attacks, every time she jabbed, it was almost as if trying to hit his afterimage.
"This performance is pathetic. Although I can tell from your speed that you are a jounin, this style has too many flaws in it." He mocked. "But I can be fair. I'll let myself take the attacks and you can see what you think."
She was more than willing to take him on in his self-handicap experiment. She repeated her attacks at his points. "Two palms, four palms, eight palms, sixteen palms, sixty-four palms!" her hands became like blurs, moving so fast it made her seem as if she had more than just two of them. Upon completing the technique however, instead of toppling over unconscious and/or in severe pain, (She wasn't really surprised, it was still a pipe dream.) he just stood there and laughed, his mirth sounding like a death sentence.
"Gentle fist. Aptly name, for being so 'gentle'. Each time you were about to hit me, I channeled more chakra into that particular points and strengthened it, making your attacks into nothing more than what they are. Just taps on me."
She scowled before settling into a modified version of the original stance. "Eight Trigrams: Sixty Four Chakra Daggers!" she resumed doing the attack but instead her chakra flew out of her fingers as solid manifestations with pointed tips, created to perform using piercing damage. A smirked, seeing how the attack would incapacitate him and disappeared in a fading action, indicating that she was fighting another after-image. The hyuuga heiress could not help but respect the man's speed, able to run so fast that it left those images.
She also loathed it.
It mocked her, making her look foolish.
A finally stopped moving, all of his after images catching to him, making it appear as if merging was taking place. "Hyuuga-san, I have to say, this performance, while commendable by your clan's standards are pitiful by Kumo's. Why waste your talent in that Kami forsaken place? You could do so much better than there. Just think of the pros! You could start a new Hyuuga clan!"
"No! that's a huge con! I would be betraying my village! My clan! Even more so, how would I start a clan?! Having a different man each year to have my body for his own sexual enjoyment?!" she yelled the question.
"I wouldn't do that. I… we are more civilized than that. We're not animals. I would make sure that you got a husband who would cherish you and perish to save you, one who you would grow to love. You could even court the one whom you'd take a fancy to."
"No."
The Raikage's expression fell. He tried toying with her, reasoning with her, but nothing was working. Time to go with the failsafe. Hanabi watched the man who was apparently staring off into space, undoubtedly thinking. As she carefully watched him, trying to not get too comfortable (The Kage was strictly on defense), she thought as to why Naruto was yet to show up. Where the hell was he? He'd better-
Her eyes widened. The Raikage started to fade again and she felt a sharp cuff at the back of her head, darkness claiming her suddenly.
Chapter 4.
The Raikage caught the unconscious girl as she fell sideways, right into a bridal carry. The large dark-skinned man smirked. Why the hell did he have to take the long way anyway? This was so much easier. He was about to call forth his chakra when he saw a small bird circle above him. He wasn't going to pay to much mind to it, but it kept circling above him, getting larger the more it did so.
The bird was coming down in a downward spiral.
A frowned. As it came close enough for him to see it's plumage, he noticed that it was a messenger bird with a note strapped around its left foot. It finally perched on his shoulder and he let it be, sensing no malicious intent from it or any chakra levels.
He adjusted the girl unto his other shoulder with one hand and removed the message from the bird with the other in a feat of dexterity and read the message. He scowled, and read it over again twice before burning it with a very low grade fire jutsu. He then made his trek to Kumo with his prize over his shoulder, supporting her weight by resting his hand on her lower back. (He had some 'honor' by not resting his hand on her bottom instead.)
As he left, if one were to look at the burning note, one would see a very short, profound yet somewhat eerie message, just before the flames of the edges consumed it.
For the good of Kumo, leave her alone.
Then the fire did what it was made to do.
Kumo, Raikage's office.
The Raikage was drinking some of his prized sake, one that he reserved for the most 'joyous occasions.' At long last, they had finally captured a Hyuuga, and a main branch member to boot. After so long, they had the revered dojutsu of the clan, and the bearer of it was stretched out on a sofa in the office. She had a chakra suppressant seal on her person and she was under the effects of a fairly weak sedative. While it couldn't make her fall asleep like a normal strength one, she was as docile as a newborn lamb. Out of touch with what was going on, not even able to comprehend what might, and would soon happen to her.
He was being kept company by his elites C and Darui. The group was drinking their own sake at the same time from their own personal cups, the special ones reserved for celebrations like this.
Ah, to each his own.
"To Kumo!" A cheered and they all drank again, long and deep.
"So what are going to do with her, boss?" Darui drawled out.
"What, see something you like?" A ribbed him with his elbow, nearly making his right-hand man spill his beverage.
"No, not that."
"What do you mean? I mean look at that! She's quite the looker, and her byakugan makes her look exotic." C exclaimed.
"I mean to ask if she came peacefully. She's sleeping on the couch, isn't she?"
"No, she isn't." A said. "She's just a bit out of it. She's awake but she can't follow what we're saying."
"You drugged her?" Darui raised an eyebrow.
"Not really. Err, In a way. I just gave her a little something to help her relax."
"Alright."
"So…C."
"Hai?"
"Why don't you marry her, since you like her so much?"
C stumbled over his words a little. "W-who, m-m-me?"
"Yes, you. You're the only person who I know named C." A said.
"Why would you choose me?" he asked in bewilderment.
"Well, she needs a strong husband and you're…"
"Strong." Darui finished.
"Besides, she just came and you're already infatuated with her! You're a sucker for her good looks!" A slapped C's shoulder in his praise, almost knocking the shinobi over.
He was used to it.
"I'm not disagreeing, so uhh…" he trailed off.
=X=X= (24 hours later.)
Hanabi wept inwardly. It somewhat obvious to those who looked on, seeing her disheveled appearance. All in a matter of hours, she got married to a man of her nightmares (She heard him say he only liked her looks while she was under sedation), had a small reception and was off to live with him in his… rather large house that was sponsored by the Raikage. She could sense that it was all done in an effort to 'convert' her to their 'side' willingly, seeing as how they knew that she came from a highly privileged family. It would have been hard to impress her.
The only thing impressing her was the fact that they would go to such lengths for the Byakugan Dojutsu.
She would not let them see tears; that would be showing weakness.
But even so, where the hell was Naruto?
She was now in 'her bedroom' sitting down on the bed, bracing her upper torso on her knees with her hands, contemplating her 'capture.' C would probably soon come and subdue her, having his way with her. They had already injected some sort of serum into her arm. She was suspicious as to what it was but she had a vague idea as to what it was. When the nurse had injected her, she had whispered to the Raikage that she 'would be pushing out babies in no time.' She assumed that it was to increase fertility, but now, she was also suspecting an aphrodisiac as well, albeit a minor one. Perhaps to make her 'feel' as if she wanted to have sex with a man she only knew the first name of.
She had a chakra suppressant seal on her, making her as weak as a civilian. In the face of a elite jounin, she would be nothing more than prey. She sighed in resignation and slipped on her shoes. She frowned her eyebrows when she felt something within the right foot and took it off. She then held it upside down and shook it, revealing a small paper falling out. She took it up and unfurled it, reading its contents.
Deliverance is nigh.
She smiled to herself. At least he knew what was going on. But what was he planning?
The door opened, revealing C in sleeping robes. The blond smirked a little, regarding his 'wife.' She had all the assets, with curves in all the right places. She was beautiful.
The Hyuuga's expression fell. 'Naruto, please come now!' she yelled in her mind. "What do you want?" she snarled.
"Don't be like that, Hanabi-chan. We're now spouses, and we need to… consummate this marriage."
She suspected as much. He took a seat beside her on the bed, seeing that she wasn't going to try to resist. He stroked her face gently with his hand, trying to get a good reaction.
He received none.
He pulled her into a side hug around her shoulders and took out his own personal needle (with aphrodisiac) and injected her with another dosage. She felt the prick and knew what was coming, but she was resolute in using her Hyuuga rigidness to resist it. She started to fail.
Outside, on the Raikage's Tower.
Am imposing figure was crouched in a squat on the balls of his feet on a narrow ledge. His blond hair fanned to the sides as the wind blew. He saw everything going on below, noticing how the people went about their daily lives, not knowing about the corrupted ideals of their leader. He could destroy the village with only one technique, teach them a lesson.
Don't mess with Konohagakure.
It was so simple. But for the sake of one person, the only friend he had from this place loved the village and who fought by his side.
Killer Bee, who was now deceased.
For his sake, he will not destroy the village. But he will destroy the places associated with the crime of kidnapping her.
While he tried to keep a business feel to it, the whole affair sparked anger within him. Not enough to spark the Kyuubi's chakra. The demon's soul was supposedly gone, leaving him with its chakra. It was all pure, and regenerative.
Didn't really change the fact that he couldn't get angry and destroy landscapes with his own techniques.
Hanabi felt like she had the potential to be a great friend for him; a chance to start anew. He really liked her personality. It was like his from nowadays and back then mixed together.
The seal on the back of his wrist started heating up. He moved up the sleeve to look at it and saw the number on it start to climb, turning red as they did, starting out blue at first and rising through the colour spectrum.
He smiled.
A very grim smile.
IT WAS A HARBINGER.
"Heh Heh. Time to get to work."
And that's Chapters three and four. Hope I pulled it off well. I was rushing it, I know you can tell. I have an obligation to my first fic and I haven't started typing the next chapter yet. I'm behind schedule so you'll get the next chapter on next week Wednesday, perhaps before if you're lucky.
Valete omnes,
MRAY 4TW.