Jigokuen no Taka

by Void'sEclipse

Kakashi Hatake, a man powerful and skilled; a genius or prodigy among his fellow shinobi. When this young man comes upon something found in one of Orochimaru's abandoned labs, something not human, he decides to take her to his home. When told to raise her, turn her into a shinobi, he does as told. But what happens when as they both age, and there's a stirring in his gut?KakashiXOC

10. Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Tests Are Stupid...Partial Truth

I sigh as the question I was dreading came along. Of course he would be the first out of himself and Itachi- the only two I told this excuse to- to ask what my real agenda was. "I...Went back to where you found me. The abandoned hide out where you and Tenzin broke open not only my tank, but that snake's tank as well. Tobi- the man that had destroyed the Uchiha clan in a single night- called me something I've only ever thought myself to be based off of. Succubus- a female sex demon that prays on men at night, and either rapes them to impregnate themselves, or rapes them and then kills them...Or simply kills them after giving them blissful dreams. I never thought anything of it until that's what he called me by over and over. Not kunoichi. Not shinobi. Not woman or even girl. Succubus. 'Why do you save him, Succubus?' 'Was your last target an Uchiha, Succubus?' 'Your attacks are nothing against me, Succubus'," I recall various phrases he said to me during that short ten minute fight that I barely kept myself getting killed during. "It bothered me. Couldn't he call me something else? So I talked to Hokage-sama about it. He told me that if I truly wanted to find out more about my origin...Then I should leave for a little while. He'd give me six years tops, simply because he knows how hard it is to both find Orochimaru's hide outs, as well as because there's so much that I can do in finding myself. It didn't take me long to find where you found me. Not long at all. What I found was...Something that saddens me greatly". I pause to let him take all this in, as well as check the food- porcupine balls, which are now ready. He brings me a plate of ten, and a pair chopsticks as well as soup to eat them with. We eat at the couch obviously. I take a bite of food, and mentally bite my lip as I chew. What will he say? How will he take it? I can barely contain the tears that threaten to appear and spill.

By the time I look from my food to Kakashi, his meal is already done. I can't help but smile a little bit at that. Always so mysterious. Maybe that's why he was his generation's heart throb back in the day. Heh. He probably still is his generation's hearth throb. "What did you find out?" Kakashi gently presses.

Oh. Right. That. I let out a long sigh. "I'm...I'm not even human, Kakashi," I whimper out. "I knew I was different, but I always thought I was taken from some weird clan with origins like the Tsu brothers- how they're from a dragon-human blood line and all. But I'm not even that!...Thousands of years ago, before even the Sage of Six Paths and excluding the chakra-made demons we call tailed beasts, there really were demons that roamed the lands. Orochimaru, by some obscure means- not even his notes say how- found demonic DNA and literally grew me in that tube! I only knew how to talk because I learned the words spoken in front of my tube mentally, but my jaw never gave them a try". By now, the tears really are falling. "I have no family to return to, or even to try to find the remnants of. I'm the descendant of a race called fallen angels. Kind of like the fallen angels in some religions, but not really. Angels were born on earth...And when a demon mated with an angel, you got fallen angels according to Orochimaru's findings. Fallen angels were almost always beautiful creatures with the human features of an angel, but their wings, due to their demonic blood, looked like bat wings. Female fallen angels were called Succubi, and a good portion of them made the myth we know now happen- same with Incubi, male fallen angels. A-Apparently the power of the fallen angel- succubus or incubus- depended on what kind of demon their angel parent mated with. If it was a strong demon, they'd have gold eyes like mine, marking their fathers as wolf demons and therefore attributing to giving the fallen angel a claws and fangs. I-I...I'm a monster, Kakashi! I'm sort of tube-born fallen angel...Succubus...Wolf demon-angel...Thing!" By now, I'm openly blubbering, my shoulders shaking, my tail has long since given up on staying around my waist, and I'm just an over all mess.

KAKASHI'S POV

I had known from the beginning that she wasn't human. From day one I knew I was in contact with something completely and utterly not human. And to be honest, I didn't care. Obito wouldn't. He'd think she was cool. Rin would have treated her like a sister and taken care of her until the end of her days. Minato-sensei...He'd be just as accepting, if not more. He'd probably go so far to adopt Cross, simply because she had no where else to go, and he was that kind of man. If I had been a bit less independent, I know he would have adopted me- something I would have accepted with a smile. With those three in mind, I pushed aside my initial dislike for her and got to know her. I taught her how to talk, how to fight and how chakra worked. With Yugao's help I taught her how life in general worked. And soon enough, we became best of friends. I was willing to put aside seeing any of my friends- though close we were not- for a whole year just to make sure she learned everything she needed to in that time. She wasn't human, and I didn't care.

Now, over five years- eight to be exact- later, she comes to me with information like this. What is the first thing that pops into my head when she begins her explanation of what she found? Simple: So? I didn't tell her in the first place because something like this would do worse than simply devastate her and slightly mess up with her way of thought. It would have most likely made her want to isolate herself in an attempt to protect us from any evil bone in her body that she thought she had. Now that she tells me that not only is she a fallen angel- the female gender being called succubus and the result of an angel and demon mating- but that she is a very powerful fallen angel at that, something runs through my head.

I can't not tell her what I think. Of course I have to tell her; she's my best friend for starters. Secondly she's sitting here fretting over something that she shouldn't. "Cross," I call to her, getting her attention as she looks at me through a red and tear stained face. Her beautiful eyes are blood shot and dry, her lashes drenched. "I don't care about any of that. I'm a bit insulted that you would think that I would take this news badly. Treating you like a demon- even if you are one through and through- would be treating Naruto like one".

"He's not a demon though! He's just the container of a demon! I have demon blood! I-"

"And he has demon chakra. Both are from a demon. Both are held by two of the most kind hearted people I know," granted I don't know Naruto well, but I knew his father. And if he's like either of his parents- which with getting the attention he needs he should be- he's a saint. "I don't care about chakra or blood or genetics or any of that. You'll find that no right minded shinobi does, let alone any of our friends, does". My tone as usual is as calm as it should be, however my black eye is attentive and alert to make sure I get my point across. She looks at me with still leaking molten golden eyes, but she's not whimpering any more. I watch her as she sniffles and stutter breathes in an attempt to calm herself down. I purse my lips behind my mask. I'm not much of one for hugging. That one from earlier was one of the rare ones I give. However..."Come here," I tell her, Opening my arms. She wastes no time, only pausing for a second, before throwing herself into my hold with a whimper. As she comes at me, I can see not only happiness, but relief and over all glee.

What I didn't expect was the strength at which she comes at me with. It causes me to fall backwards from my sitting position and land with my back on the couch. She lays on me, her arms around my neck and her face buried in my chest. Her tail wraps around one of my legs multiple times, and her wings are draped over my position and the couch. I pause, a bit unsure if I should. I was offering myself for her to hug me. I never said I'd hug back...I find myself wrapping an arm around her waist, and the other just below the juncture where her wings meet her back. My hand of that arm ends up between the wings themselves. I bury my cloth covered nose in her blue hair, and I find myself surprised by the intoxicating scent she gives off. The smell of vanilla, fresh air after a hard rain, and the indescribable scent of woman. I let out long, slow breaths as to silently guide her into following my example. She slowly calms her breathing. However it's not to the kind of breathing of someone calm but alert. Instead, it seems that all that burst of emotion- as well as the travel back to Konoha from where ever else she was- has tired her out. I sigh, and sit up, pushing against gravity and her body weight. Once I'm sitting up, I stand without gathering her legs up as that position made it impossible. Now that I'm standing though, I indeed gather her up bridal style, her wings complying with whatever way I put her, and carry her to her room. There, I put her down on the blankets that I made sure to keep clean seeing as I didn't know when she was coming home. I put her, with a bit of a struggle, under the covers on her back, and cover her up before backing off.

From there I turn to leave when, "Mmmnnn...Kakashi," her tired voice coos and I stop. I turn slightly to see that her right wing has furled to her back loosely while her left one is draped over her and limp. I blink my single open eye before trying to leave. "Kakashi," her voice coos again, but this time with a tone to her voice that sends a shiver of pleasure down my spine.

The things I could do to her while she was saying my name like that. Another shudder goes down my spine, but not because she called my name or anything. I need a cold shower. I thought I banned myself from having such thoughts...It must because of the joy in having her home. And...I guess she's old enough for me to be thinking such thoughts. It'll just...Take time to get used to. I am not a pervert...Well, I am, but I'm not like the genius writer Jiraiya. I don't go around peeping on women nor looking at them as though they were meat- if I did I'd end up in a worse shape than he. Over all, it's her body that doesn't age, not her mind, and I don't mind that. I sigh as I pull a towel from the bathroom closet and head into said bathroom, closing and locking the door behind me. Seconds later, cold water is washing down my frame.

I can't remember when I started thinking such thoughts about her, and at first I thought it was natural male yearning with sexual tension seeing as we live together. However, I felt no yearning towards any other woman that passed me by, nor any woman- Yugao for example- I worked with. It was just Cross I wanted to hold at all times. I know that I started thinking those thoughts before her seventeenth birthday. But I'm not sure when before exactly. Still, when she left I figured that such feelings would disappear. That the pounding of my heart when she's near would leave. However, the simple urge to hold her is still there. I suppose...This is love? I love Cross...? It makes sense. Even before she left, I simply wanted to hold her hand, kiss her, put my arm around her waist, things like that. Yes, I wanted to have sex with her, but it did not drive me to want to kiss her or anything I mentioned. In fact it was the other way around. And now that while she was gone I managed to keep my mind off of her- though it took a lot of trying on my part- the thoughts have only returned ten fold. I should have stolen a kiss from her before I left for my shower. I really should have.

I sigh and return to my room and dress for bed, dressing in nothing but pajama pants. I soon find myself tired, and I slip under the covers and let sleep take me. Tomorrow, I have a team to fail. That is, unless they actually do pass. Hopefully Naruto at least will see underneath the underneath. Something tells me he won't even be coming close, though.

CROSS' POV

The next morning I wake up with slightly crusty eyes due to the tears that I had shed the night before. I sigh. That was pathetic as it gets, I guess. Coming home only to cry into your best friend's shirt and soak it with snot and tears. I'm such a pathetic per- de-...No, Kakashi and the others treat me like a person. So I'm a pathetic person. Doing that to Kakashi. Poor guy. None the less, I get up and stretch before getting up and looking myself over. Ugh. My clothes need a wash. From my right shuriken pouch, I pull a scroll and swipe a little blood on it. Out of it comes the white and black dragon scale outfit I got from Saiai and Nikun. I search my drawers and find panties still there- I had only taken so many with me when I left because I knew I was coming back- and a bra before heading for the bathroom. The door is open, so I know Kakashi's not in there taking a shower for himself. I haven't had a real shower in...Five years. I know that sounds gross but trust me, I've been keeping clean. I think parts of my body would start to rot away if I didn't bathe for that long.

There's a knock on the locked door and I jump, "I'm going to visit Obito, Rin and Sensei. I'll see you at the training ground," Kakashi tells me from the other side of the door.

I stick my head out of the shower so I can call back, "I'll join you at the stone when I get done with my shower; I'll bring breakfast with. Anything specific you want?"

"Not really," Kakashi tells me. The next thing I hear is the door closing.

I sigh as I sit down in the shower, simply letting the hot water run over my muscles and soothe them. It feels wonderful, taking a hot shower. Waterfalls were only ever cold and since I was constantly moving because I could, I never really looked for hot springs. I was stupid not to take any money with me but eh. I just better learned how to camp and what not. I step out of the shower, drying myself off on the shower mat on the tiles and getting dressed in there even though Kakashi is gone. I have to remake the habit of changing in private so that we don't have any awkward mishaps. Once dressed in the white and black dragon scale leather, I make my way back into my room and grab my black shuriken pouches that Yugao gave me on my seventeenth birthday, placing them on my hips like I usually do. Around my neck goes my hitai-ate, my fingers tying the black cloth tight so that the metal is right against my neck. I look down at the two necklaces I haven't removed for five years, and don't plan on ever removing. The kanji for freedom and the falcon. Both wonderful presents from wonderful men. Braiding my hair is probably what takes me the most time aside from showering, seeing as it's long, coming down to the small of my back, and fine. None the less, I purse my lips before deciding to make onigiri for breakfast. Not much of a breakfast food but I don't want to keep Kakashi and the others waiting. When I say the others, I mean Obito, Rin and Minato. Screw the kiddies. If they don't eat breakfast like I'm sure Kakashi told them not to before he left, then they're idiots. Once the onigiri are made, I've made two bentos, I'm ready to go, putting on the white heeled shinobi sandals for the first time in a while- I personally prefer the black one but that's because I enjoy the color. Out the door, over the railing and off I go, black leathery wings carrying me as they always have.

It takes me practically no time at all to get to the KIA stone, which is rather close to our training ground but no matter. I land silently, and make my way to the man who stands there silently bowing his head to the names of those he lost. I sigh and put the bento for two down before bowing my head gently myself. I never met them. Any of the people on this rock. But the names that Kakashi is here for, helped him grow to be the shinobi that found me, saved me, and taught me everything I know. I am grateful towards them, so that's why I'm here. After about half an hour of being silent, I bend down and take a hold of one of the bentos before opening it. The other one remains untouched; it's a gift to those on this stone. I take only those on the right, seeing as they're filled with a sweet bean paste that I know that Kakashi wouldn't like. We stay there at the stone for hours, with me simply being quiet after thanking Minato- telling him I'll make sure Naruto stays safe-, Obito and Rin. I don't know what Kakashi is telling them in his head, or what he's thinking about, but I have a good guess. He's making promises to them. To keep this team safe no matter what. To make them strong, as much as he can, and so on and so forth. But that's only a guess. For all I know he could be recalling good memories.

It's hours before Kakashi finally decides that we should go. He backs away from the stone before turning, silent as an assassin. I in the mean time bow to the lot of the names one more time before turning and making a shadow clone. I tell her to go home and take care of the dishes and then dispel. She nods and takes off without a second thought, obviously off to follow orders like a good clone. With the sun high in the sky and it almost being noon of all things, Kakashi and I walk into the training ground to see a standing and stoic Sasuke, a crouching Sakura, and a sleeping Naruto.

"Morning kiddies," I sing song to them from Kakashi's side. "Hope the lot of you had a good sleep last night".

Upon realizing that my partner and I are here, the girl and the blonde jump to their feet and point at us, "YOU'RE LATE!" Again. So what?

"Yes," Kakashi eye smiles at them, "But a black cat crossed our path on the way here so we had to find another way around". This makes me smile. What a sad excuse.

"LIAR!" The kiddies seem to think so too.

I laugh before sighing and walking behind the silver haired Jonin, pulling an alarm clock onto one of the three stumps in the field. "See this baby? It's set for noon. I'm not gonna start it yet, but I figured I'd tell you".

"Now, the test you three will be taking is simple," Kakashi tells the tree of them as their attention goes to him. He holds up two silver bells, each with its own thin string. He tosses one to me, and I easily catch it in my hand and dangle it like him. "All you have to do is take a bell from either myself for from Cross. Simple as that".

"But...Sensei," Sakura starts, "There's only two bells and there's three of us".

"I know. That's why at least two of you need to get the bells. The one who doesn't, not only doesn't get lunch, but also gets tied to one of those three posts and fails and is sent back to the Academy. Oh, and they get to watch the rest of us eat lunch too. You have to come at us with the intent to kill. When I say 'begin', Cross will start the clock; you have until noon to get a bell. It's eleven right now," Kakashi explains in full. Two bells and three people huh?...So that's how this little game works. Okay. Heh, tricky bastard.

Naruto growls and falls into a fighting stance, pulling a kunai from his pouch, "Fine! Let's go you old scarecrow! Raaahhh!" He charges, only for Kakashi to easily out maneuver him and pin him to the ground. An arm is pinned behind his back which is also stepped on, and the kunai Naruto had is pointed at his neck.

"Now hold on bucko," I call to the boy from my spot that is leaning against the middle post, "He didn't say 'begin' yet".

"But...I'm beginning to like you three," Kakashi eye smiles to them before letting the boy up, "Begin".

Smartly, Sakura and Sasuke take off and set into hiding. However, Naruto isn't so smart to do so. As I make my way to Kakashi's side after starting the clock, the boy stays where he is. I turn and raise a brow as my tail leaves my waist and sets to waving back and forth, "You're not the sharpest shuriken in the pouch, are you kiddo?"

"Shut up!" He points at me. "I'm gonna take both you and Kakashi-sensei all by myself! Then you'll realize just how strong I am!" Ugh. And so he rushes us.

"It seems I'm going to have to be 'serious' about this," Kakashi mutters to me. I raise a brow as his hand falls into his shuriken pouch only to pull out a...Book. Not just any book, but an Icha Ichia Paradise book. My brow twitches. We're gonna have a talk about that; perv.

Naruto stops his rushing and blinks stupidly, "A book?! You being 'serious' is pulling out a book?!" He's obviously not happy. "Stop under estimating me! I'll show you!" He pulls out shuriken and throws them.

I sigh, "Shall I or shall you?" I have plenty of time to just sit here and talk at the pace those dull things are. He probably had to get them out of the garbage or something; poor kid...Maybe I'll give him my old set that was replaced by the ones Yugao gave me. I'm sure they're still plenty sharp and in good condition.

"I'll get them," Kakashi tells me, just before he coolly catches them on his fingers, said fingers going through the ring in the middle. "You're going to have to try harder if you want either of those bells".

"Grrr!" The boy snarls, and this time he actually does charge us for real and into a bout of taijutsu we go.

Seeing as Kakashi only has one hand and two feet to use, not that he needs all of them, I'll play the part of that second hand. Simply to give them a clue as to what should be happening between the three of them. Naruto's attacks aren't organized nor set to compliment one another, so all I need to do is use a single hand to work with Kakashi's. Being that he's not using his left hand, I stand in front of him and use my own left hand as his own. Damn this is boring. I guess I can scold Kakashi now.

"You're really reading that shit?" I glare at him as he reads and we block as needed. "I don't approve in the slightest".

Kakashi looks from his book to me, "What? But the story line is so good! I don't just read it for the pictures I read it for the story line. Like, in this one-".

I glare at the man, "Don't even go there. If you want a book with a good story line, look for something else, not...Manga. That's basically what that picture book is. It's a manga".

His eye trails back to the little orange glad thing- no, not Naruto, the book- and then back to me, "I'm okay with that". This makes me blanch. Seriously?! "Just- here. Read a couple pages; I'll hold, you turn. Read a few pages and tell me he's not a good author".

I open my jaws to scoff, only for Naruto to get fed up with our nonsense and kick the book out of Kakashi's hand from out of no where. It lands with a flop onto the ground, "I told you not to underestimate me and here you are, talking while you defend yourselves! Pay attention!"

Kakashi's single eye is on the book, his body still as a bolder."I don't think you should have done that, kiddo," I tell him as there's now fire in that single dark eye. This fire is turned to Naruto and next thing I know, Kakashi's sticking his fingers up Naruto's butt using the handsign for tora. I blink at him as Naruto goes flying into the near by pond with a splash. I raise a brow and watch as Kakashi picks up his book before dusting it off and walking back to me, "Did you really just have to do that?"

"I could have been much more cruel," Kakashi eye smiles to me before handing me the book. "Now. While we have time, read a few pages". He looks towards the swarm of Narutos- is that a thing?- headed our way. "I'll take care of Naruto".

I blink as the silver haired Jonin leaves me with the book and goes off to be the sensei he is and probably beat the poor orange clad ninja up. I tilt my head as I start reading. Tsuki was a quiet girl with a quiet life...A normal village girl with a mother and a father. She wasn't a shinobi, despite the fact that her brother was. Hmmm. She met Raijin, a young shinobi in training whom was passing through her home with her team. It was a- Aww, poor Kakashi, getting a substitution of himself barraged by kunai and shuriken. I guess the book is okay. The story line is fine...I skip forward a little bit further and my eyes widen. Okay, so it's a bit graphic. But it's nothing I can't handle...I'll let him get away with it I guess. I look up as I snap the book shut, and I watch as kunai come my way. With my free hand, I pluck the kunai out of the air and look at them. Such pathetic little knives in my opinion. I know that they're wonderful for battle and they're so versatile, but if I need to throw something bladed, I'll throw my shuriken. If I need to slash or stab someone up close, that's what my claws are for. "You're gonna have to do better than that, Pinky," I tell Sakura as I look straight at her hiding spot, watching as she gasps before leaving her spot. I laugh to myself before disappearing in a burst of speed to sit with Kakashi. Where I end up, is just behind Sasuke.

"That was a nice try," Kakashi praises the boy, causing him to spin around and look at the two of us. "But you failed in the end so it wasn't good enough of a try".

Sasuke is silent as he lashes out at the two of us, and as one we dodge before landing in the field again. The boy rushes Kakashi, kunai in hand only for me to block it with the back of my bone claw armored hand. There's not even a real struggle on my side as he pushes down, and I force him to stumble forward and into Kakashi's barrage of pulled punches by suddenly stepping to the side and no longer supporting his weight.