Chapter 17: Let the Games Begin!...Daddy?
"So you're telling me that that's all that happened during that mission? It went from C to B-ranked, and then you team and the both of you saved Nami no Kuni?" Guy laughs as he slumps against the bar. "That's...Utterly youthful! The both of you!"
So...You're wondering just what the hell I'm doing at a bar during the Chunin Exams. Right? I should be watching and making sure with Kakashi that the three are alright. Right? Well first off, it's kind of hard to watch to see if your team is doing well when they're in the Forest of Death. The first round was a hoot to watch. Seeing as being Jonins we already knew the key to passing the test. The fact that so many failed was sad. However I'm told that the number is large for someone who under went being tested by the head of the violent side of the Torture and Interrogation Department. What was really funny though was not people failing at doing what their profession was supposed to be, but the fact that Naruto passed without even putting his name down. The lucky idiot. Not only that, but he just about scared the crap out of Sasuke and Sakura when he raised his hand when Ibiki gave one last outing for anyone to leave if they thought they wouldn't do well in the second round. Then he had the balls to tell the scarred man off. His face was hilarious. After that we didn't really get to see our team off this time as it was straight to the forest I mentioned with Anko at the lead. Still, I'm sure with Sasuke's skills, Naruto's innate luck and Sakura's mind they'll get through it be it at the very end or in the beginning or even some time in the middle. They'll get there. They're too stubborn to die.
I sigh as I knock back the vodka shot Guy decided to order for me, and I quickly chase it with a sip of the Shirley Temple I ordered myself. "I don't know about youthful, Guy, but it was definitely full of drama and blood".
"Blood?" Kurenai questions, swishing back her coke and vodka cup back and forth. "Were the fights that violent?"
Kakashi leans against the bar from between myself and Kurenai. He tends to stay away from Guy when the man is drinking. Apparently, poor Kakashi has more than once been the victim of Guy being so smashed that he thought Kakashi of all people was a woman and tried to flirt with him and feel him up. God damn the things I've missed seeing in the last five years. "When she says blood. She means that she decided to go on a slaughter fest as I'm sure some of you have heard her do when people defile a dead body".
"Ha! 'Heard'? More like seen, Kakashi," Nikun laughs out from the table he and his brothers and Asuma have pulled over so that they can sit in front of the rest of us. Rose wine rests behind him, half gone and left alone for now.
Saiai chuckles himself, "When Kakashi and Cross were still in Anbu, they were a force to be reckoned with. You thought either of them was bad alone? Try sparring them two on one or even two on two. I swear it's like they're inside each others' minds or something". He sips his brandy before going on, "Anyways, yea. Cross has this thing where when someone defiles a dead body- enemy or not- she goes on a controlled berserk streak. There's rarely anything that can stop her. And by the time she's done, everything save her teeth is covered in blood".
Churitsu sighs as he knocks back another saucer of warm sake, "Zabuza was Kiri's Demon? Cross is Konoha's. Let's put it like that. But Saiai is right. I've never seen a duo as deadly as Cross with Kakashi. Cross and Itachi is something I wanna see though; same with Itachi and Kakashi. Those would be pairs all on their own. And don't get me started on what would happen if the three of then teamed up".
Kurenai blinks, "How did I not know that she did that sort of thing?"
I shrug, "Simply because I didn't think you needed to know. I mean, who wants to hear about a girl like me going on a killing spree? I mean, come on. You have better things to do in life, right?"
"Sure she does," Asuma answers for her with a low chuckle, "But she's your friend, why can't she ask as it is? By the way where did the scar on your back come from?"
He's talking about the two scratches that I got from Guzen's kunai during our last fight. They did scar, the vertical one being right over my spine, and the other just across my spine and kidneys. "That fight I told you about". Is my simple answer. They didn't scar dark, but nor are they light. The skin is only slightly risen and just dark enough to be noticeable. I embrace the look; it fits me well.
"Okay, I'm still pretty new at being a Jonin and all the inside jokes. Anbu jokes aren't helping either, though". Kurenai sighs before taking a short gulp of her drink. "Someone care to explain?"
"It's simple," we hear a voice speak up, and look to either our right or left. Either way we see Itachi standing there with a small smile on his lips. It looks like he's just gotten off a mission. I don't know how he does it without Guy hitting on him, seeing as the man can't hold his liquor, but he manages to steal Guy's spot and therefore sits next to me. After asking for a lime margarita on the rocks, he continues. "Kakashi, Cross and myself are three well known fighters through out the Anbu. Speaking presently, one of us is a former Anbu Captain, the second should have been an Anbu Captain but turned the position down, and I am an Anbu Captain. Three Anbu Captains together is like creating the second coming of the three Sanin". He pauses to take a sip of his delivered drink, closing his eyes and letting it sit on his tongue to enjoy it. He continues on, falling into a position that mirrors Kakashi perfectly. "Think of it like this, Kurenai-san. Three prodigies, on one team that get along and work well together. That's creating an unstoppable force, in theory, correct?"
Kurenai pauses before nodding, "I would assume so".
"Your assumption is right. But allow us to shed some light on just how powerful the three before you really are," Churitsu presses with a light smirk. "We'll take it apart step by step. First we've got the oldest of the three, Sharingan no Kakashi, son of the famous White Fang. A prodigy who as you know graduated from the Academy in a year and became a Chunin a year after he joined Yondaime-sama's team. Then he became a Jonin even sooner after that. Then up to Anbu and finally Anbu Captain. All by the time he turned fifteen. So you know he's skilled. Then there's the well known fact that he has four out of five affinities for chakra nature; that's unbelievably rare. Lastly, and the thing that got him his title, is his Sharingan eye that allowed him to copy over one thousand jutsus. All in all he's a ninjutsu master, but is also as a shinobi should be: a jack of all trades. He can fight with basically any weapon when put into his hand, and if you let him, he'll perfect a jutsu you thought you perfected in the first place. He's incredibly fast. And although he has no Uchiha blood in him, that Sharingan eye of his is used like he was born with it".
I nudge the silver haired man, "How do you like that? Churitsu has you book marked," I chuckle, "And by the looks of Kurenai's face, you're freaking her out without doing anything".
Kakashi sighs, ordering another drink. When the hell did he finish the last one?! "Although I'm used to being looked up to by now, it's still flattering".
Nikun chuckle, "Next on the list, is the second oldest and the only girl of the three. Little Miss Cross here. She's a mystery historically," as far as they know, "So we don't know just how she got the blood of power in her. However she like Kakashi is a prodigy amongst shinobi. She's known through out the world as Jigokuen no Taka- a scary name indeed. She got into the Academy rather late, but she wasted no time in graduating before she turned fourteen. Even faster, through field work she was promoted to Chunin, and in the same fashion to Jonin. Then she joined our and Kakashi's team in the Anbu by Hokage-sama's appointment. She spent a few years training with us and fighting with us, going on missions and the like. And she was offered to have her own team. But she turned it down. Said she liked it on our Anbu team and wanted to stay. Hokage-sama let the matter drop. While for her it's not a Kekkei Genkai, she's very skilled with mixing chakra natures. She specializes in mixing her two affinities though: Wind and Fire. In other words, she can make jutsus as strong as the ultimately rare Shakunetsu, without even having the Kekkei Genkai. And she utilizes this ability magnificently. Finally, she's a body covered in natural weapons to go with her massive chakra reserves. You've got those claws that sprout from her wrists first off. Those wings? Yea, they don't need handsigns to create large gusts of wind. Her fangs I'm sure can easily pierce bone, and that tail she keeps wrapped around her waist releases a rare and unknown poison from the tip when it's jabbed into something. Over all she's a brawler, but she's also got a brain in that head of hers and she's resourceful as all hell".
"It seems Nikun has you book marked, Cross," Itachi jabs my side much like I had done to Kakashi. I can't help but smile at this. The goof. I roll my eyes.
"You're last, younin'," Saiai motions to the eighteen year old man before taking a sip of his drink. "This kid here? A prodigy amongst prodigies, he's called. Head of the Uchiha Clan- even if that number is down to two- let's just say that he made it to Anbu Captain five years ago when he turned thirteen. He mastered his Sharingan before becoming a Captain. We'll put this in simple terms. Itachi has an affinity for water and fire, making him a perfect combination to coordinate with with both Kakashi and his Lightning affinity, or Cross and her wind affinity. However, he's best when using his Sharingan to its fullest. In other countries' Bingo Books, he's called Genso-shin Itachi". Saiai sighs, "Yup, Kurenai-chan. That guy and the other two next to him...I'm telling you, they're the next three Sanin. Funny. Only one of them learned directly under a Hokage".
Asuma chuckles, "Are we done showing off to Kurenai our home's military prowess through just three people? I'm still trying to figure out who's gonna go to the next round of the Chunin Exams. Let alone who's gonna win them".
For the first time in a while, Guy speaks up, "Well, why don't we have a youthfully friendly wager?" There's a bigger grin than usual on his face. "I wager that my beloved Rock Lee is going to win". Ahh, Rock Lee, the boy that beat up Sasuke before the beginning of the Exams. He's a miniature version of Guy despite being an orphan and having no relation what so ever to Guy. "And if I lose, then I'll run around the village two hundred thousand times on my hands". God that's insane!
"You're supposed to bet money, Guy, not actions," I tell him simply.
"But this makes it more interesting!" He insists.
Nikun raises a brow, "That mini-me of yours? He's good, but Taijutsu doesn't win the whole pot my friend". He sighs before grinning, "But alright. I'm game. I bet...Hmm...I don't have a team of my own and I'm the youngest of my family so...I bet Neji is gonna win it big time. He's got the skill; he's a prodigy himself. If he works hard then he'll get it for sure". He pauses in thought, "If I lose...Then I'll...Be a woman for a whole day". He grimaces. He's one of those guys who is big on his masculine dignity.
Saiai shakes his head, "It's normally the silent underdog who comes out of no where and wins stuff like this," He tells his brother. "I'm betting on that Aburme kid, Shino. I've passed him while he was training a few times. He's a monster with those bugs of his". It takes him little time to think of something to give up should he lose, "If I loose, I'll walk around the village shirtless for a whole day". Dear god is he trying to get killed by women of all ages? He may be a guy who hits on any girl he sees, but he's big on privacy; wearing clothing is part of that.
"If we're talking about silent underdogs, then why not Hinata-san? I've heard of her from Miki from the team. She says the girl's getting stronger every day," Churitsu bargans. "Should I lose, I'll buy everyone hear dinner for a week," he's the kind of person who hates spending money.
"I'll have to place my faith on Hinata too," Kurenai smiles out, "I know what she can do. Her will is ironclad. If I loose...I'll cut my hair short".
Asuma chuckles, "You're all lucky. None of you are betting on a lazy guy. I'm going to regret this probably but...I bet on my student Shikamaru. If I lose, I'll quit smoking for three days". Damn that's a big loss. His eyes roam to the last three of us who have yet to become part of the game. "What say you three? You gonna play a big kid's game?"
I'm the first one to step to the plate, I grin. "I bet on Naruto. You guys would be astounded what this kid can come up with when he puts his mind to it. If I lose...," hmmm...that's a good question. "If I lose...I'll play the piano in front of the entire village". I'm stage shy when it comes to playing.
Itachi raises a brow, "The entire village? Interesting...I'll bet on my little brother Sasuke. Simple as that. However if I lose...I'll kiss anyone the winner points out". Well shit. That's a biggy for him.
Kakashi is the last to fall into the bait, "Alright alright," he tells our mutual stares at him. "I place my bets on Sasuke as well. And if I lose...Then I'll take my mask off for everyone betting now to see". He better fucking lose. I swear.
"Great!" Guy beams, "Let's all shake each other's hands and drink to a hopeful win for each of us!" God, I hope we win.
The next day finds me in the tower that lays in the center of the Forest of Death, standing on the second floor above the fighting ring with those who aren't fighting. No, this isn't the third round; there's too many kiddies. Too much talent. Gotta bring the best of the best out of just the normal best. It's a one on one elimination round with names chosen at random and the wining point being knock out or the stopping of the fight if not even death. Kakashi are side by side as we watch with Naruto and Sakura there as well. They were the last to make it here, but they made it. Unfortunately, Sasuke seems to have a curse mark given to him by my creator Orochimaru. What it does, I don't know. But I don't like the vibe it gives off.
The first matchup Is Sasuke Uchiha up against some guy named Yoroi Akado. I watch as Hayate stands between the two before starting the game by shoudting begin and getting out of the way. As the two go at it, my eyes trail to the Anbu at Hokage-sama's sides. Itachi is here, and I'm sure he's already seen the curse mark. Yugao is also here, back from the mission that had kept her away from the bar last night. The match starts with Yoroi stealing Sasuke's chakra with his chakra through a chakra absorption jutsu. For a little while, the match seems hopeless for poor Sasuke whom is obviously very tired and with little to no energy in his person. It doesn't help that he can't resort to ninjutsu, which would probably make things easier. Hell, he can't even use his Sharingan that he awakened back in Nami no Kuni. However, I cheer with Sakura and Naruto as. Yoroi is knocked unconscious, and Sasuke advances to the next round. This means that no one from our little betting pool has lost yet. It's moments later that Kakashi leaves with Sasuke. Probably to seal away that ugly fucker on his neck.
Up next are some kid named Zaku Abumi to go with Shino whom was so kindly bet on by Nikun. I don't know or care how Zaku got his arm broken or dislocated or whatever, but the attitude reminds me of men like Gato. I can't help but grip the railing that I've been leaning on thus far harshly. There's a groaning sound, and I look down to find my fingers' imprints in the metal. Oops.
"You okay, Cross-sensei?" Naruto questions as he looks down at the indents that I move my hands from.
"Zaku reminds me of Gato. I'll be back; I gotta get me some fresh air," I tell him with a long sigh before ruffling his hair lightly under my hand.
I sigh as I stand on top of the tower, taking in the fresh- although humid- air of the Forest around me. I can hear the over groan wild life roaming around as it pleases, and I wonder if any of them would put up a good fight against me. However as I'm thinking of this, a sudden shiver runs down my spine.
"Hello, Cross," a gravelly yet smooth voice slithers into my range of hearing. "My my, how you've grown. And into a lovely woman you've become".
I whip around, only for my eyes to land on a rather pale man. I don't have to ask for his name; my mind already supplies it from the dark corners of it. Perhaps I've seen him while in my tube and I don't remember, that's how I know that this man is, "Orochimaru".
"Ah, so you remember me! How wonderful. And how could I forget one of my better creations? Honestly, I have to say I love you like a father would. I did, as I said, create you after all". His pale arms open up and a cruel smile spreads across his face, "Why don't you come to daddy?"
I bear my fangs as I crouch low like a cornered animal. I know for a fact I don't stand much of a chance against this man despite all the power in me. But I won't let him see the fear that this knowledge instills in me. Instead, I crouch low and let my tail lash back and forth like an angry cat's. "Fuck you. Bastard!"
"Oh? Someone has quite the mouth on them" The pale skinned man tilts his head, dropping his arms and licking his lips, "You certainly are a terrifying creature though. Even to myself. I wonder if you do your ancestors proud?" He chuckles a bit as claws unsheathe, ready for anything. "Don't worry my beautiful Datenshi. You'll come back to me some day. It may not be in this span of life time, where you are surrounded by friends, but by the time you reach my side I'll be immortal. And as father and daughter we can do as we please when we please".
My brows furrow. What did he just call me? "What the hell did you just call me?"
"Datenshi; that's the name I had given you while raising you in that tube," he tells me. Now his tone has changed to that of a loving father. "However I find 'Cross' a much more...Poetic name. The cross, a symbol of a man that existed during angel and demon years, who sacrificed himself to repent for all human sins; he was staked to the cross. He was known as Jesus. Or Satan- Lucifer- the first ever fallen angel and an enemy of Jesus and therefore the bearer of the upside down cross. Or...a crossroads; a time of change. Yes. Kakashi chose a good name for you, Datenshi. However I will always call you by the name I gave you; as a father should".
"You're no father of mine!" Snap out, practically foaming at the mouth. I can feel my chakra bubbling under my skin, begging to be used for a jutsu to take the man down. But I know of no jutsu that will kill this man. He's too strong for me. "I have no father! No mother! No brother! No sister! The only family I have are my friends! So go fuck yourself!"
Orochimaru sighs, the smile gone and eyes narrowed, golden meeting golden. "Oh. Now you've done it. Daddy dearest isn't happy with his little girl". A single hand forms an unknown handsign. A single word comes out of his mouth. "Rehai". And just like that, it feels like my insides are on fire. Like one of my own jutsu has fired back and is now burning me alive. I scream, and just like that I crumple. I scream louder as he comes closer, writhing and holding my head or my knees in pain. Once he's in front of me, it's me who is in Hell's inferno. Is this what those who face my signature jutsu feel like? My god this is horrible! My claws gouge marks into the roof below me. I have no will to live. "Fortunately for you, this is a once and done jutsu. Meaning that I was saving this for you for later, but you've pushed me a bit too far, honey. He crouches, holding his hand in the same unknown sign. I look at him with glazed over golden eyes. "I gave you my eyes, you know. The same exact color of molten gold is where you got your eye color from me. You're welcome you ungrateful girl". He picks up my braid and looks at it casually. "You should keep your hair loose...Let daddy see all of that pretty hair of yours splayed upon your body". He grins as he pulls the hair tie from the braid, and quickly works through the hair style, working through rough parts with merciless pulls and tugs that don't help the pain I endure at all. It's not until then that he stands and begins to back up. "Do be a good girl will you?" He mockingly requests. "Daddy doesn't want to have to physically harm you next time. I love you too much to do so".
"Fuck you," I tell him, barely moving and barely seeing him through the pain that, although lessened, still keeps me writhing and clawing at the roof top.
"You're so adorable when you're angry. Goodbye for now, Cross. I'll see you soon. I love you". He releases the unknown handsign, and sinks into the roof as though it were earth.
It's not until he's gone that the pain finally lets up. I sit there for a good ten to fifteen minutes until the pain is fully gone. When it is, I sit up and look myself over. Nothing's wrong with me, and I stand on legs that act like they were never in pain. I return back to the preliminary room, and end up next to Kakashi.
He looks my way, "Where were you? I came back and you were gone".
I sigh, "I'll tell you later. Sasuke okay?"
"He's fine; the curse is sealed and taken care of. It's just up to him to keep it under control," is the simple report.
I nod once. "Did I miss anything good?"
"Naruto hasn't fought yet, but Sakura and Ino have, it was a draw, and so did Shino. He won his match so Saiai is still in the betting pool".
"No one's out yet then huh?" I get a shake of his head as an answer, "Things are getting interesting, heh". I chuckle a bit, putting the news of Orochimaru approaching me just to fuck with my head to the side for now.
