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

24. Chapter 24

Chapter 24: Time Skip, Loss, Mission

"I still don't understand just why the hell an Anbu Captain like myself doesn't get to see as much action as she damn well should," I tell the man walking at my side.

The man chuckles, a smile coming over his face in reaction to my whining. Because that's exactly what I'm doing; I'm whining like some child who didn't get to go play with the other kids out there because mommy and daddy said 'no'. "Such is the life of those of our kind," the man tells me. We walk the hallways of the building we're in, passing white wall after white wall.

I scoff. "This is why I turned the position down the first time through, Itachi. I knew that Anbu Captains had to do a shit ton of paper work, just like the Hokage". I cross my arms under my leather clad chest. "I don't understand how you've managed to do it for eight years now".

"By having more patience than you," his dark eyes meet my own, "You did well today though. How do your eyes feel?"

"My eyes?" I blink the orbs in my head before shrugging them lightly. "They feel fine. I think my body is more suited for these babies than you that's for sure. What about you? You're supposed to go to Tsunade-sama about that cure right? You think it's going to work for real this time instead of temporary stuff?"

"One can only hope," the Uchiha replies. "On that note, I think I'd better go. I'll see you around, okay?" It's here that we part, him taking a right and myself going straight.

As of last week, it's been about three years- two and a half really- since Naruto left with Jiraiya to better prepare him for the inevitable attack that the Akatsuki will be making soon. It's also been about two and a half years since...That day. What is 'that day' you ask? Simple. 'That day' is the day I lost so much, and gained little in return. I won't bother with a flash back; I try not to remember. But I will give you the shortened version. After I was fully reinstated into the Anbu, and positioned as a Captain, Tsunade sent me on a mission with the Tsu brothers, Saiai, Churitsu and Nikun who were also three subordinates of mine for team Ro- that's right, I took Kakshi's old job. It was supposed to be a simple assassination mission mission. And the only reason four of us went instead of just two at the mos, was because of how many shinobi were supposed to be there according to intel. The job was easy; we got it done in half the time we were given, and we were proud of it. The gentlemen were to take down the guards and any back up they had, and I was to take down the target. Again, the job was easy and we did it quickly and rather well.

However we didn't even come close to foreseeing a sudden attack on our squad on the way home. It wasn't just an attack...It was a massacre. The second I've been at least something of a victim of in my life. Who attacked us? The man who gave me the scar on my neck. That's who. It was obvious that I was his target, seeing as when the boys would try to stand their ground, Tobi simply threw them to the side or their attacks went through him. Like everything else did. No matter what any of us did, none of us were strong enough to take the man who killed the Uchiha clan members off- save two- in a single night. It was like he was god or something.

And then...What I was secretly praying wouldn't happen, happened. The Tsu brothers...My long time friends...They were killed. The first to go was Churitsu, surprisingly. His legs torn off by Tobi's bare hands, and his hands shattered with a single grip to each. He bled out even as I was trying to staunch the blood while his brothers went to avenge them. There was nothing I could do for him. Not a single damn thing. Before he left, he told me of how he loved me, and of how he wished he could have heard me play the piano one more time. Seeing as I couldn't put him into a genjutsu with me playing the piano, I sung for him the tune from Aeon. I kissed him with his last breath.

The second to go was Saiai, whose arms were broken a the elbow, his collar bone shattered, and his lungs pierced by his own ribs. Like his little brother, there was nothing I could do for him save try to make the pain less...Well...Painful. In leaving me and his brother behind to join his other brother, he asked for a kiss as well- one that lingered so he'd be able to remember in the next life. I kissed him full on the lips, and stayed there even as his blood flowed into my mouth; I forced myself to either let it spill between us or slide down my throat. Disgusting yes, but no matter.

Nikun was the last to go of his brothers, fighting the longest and strongest of the three. Staying by my side and falling into perfect synchronization with me. For every single breath in I took, he let out one seconds later. When my back was turned or my side exposed, he had them covered, and I him. We thought we were doing well until Tobi hit him so hard that his heart sputtered to an intimidate stop. He didn't even get last words, but like his brothers, I gave him a kiss and send a song his way.

Taking on Tobi alone despite the fact that I knew he was probably gonna kill me was the stupidest idea that popped in my head in my entire life. Let alone my entire career as a shinobi. However, I pulled a Sasuke and wanted nothing more than revenge. To say that I'm pretty sure either I got weaker over the five years I hadn't seen him for, or that he had simply been holding back at that time, is an understatement no matter which one it is. I threw literally everything I had at him. Every jutsu, every kind of kick or punch or strike that I could think of, every single drop of chakra I had, was given into trying to defeat him. The result? Getting my wings ripped off again for one. My claws? Instead of being broken off, they were peeled off my hands like some sort of fruit skin. That was a painful experience just like getting my wings torn off for a second time was. Then, he decided that it was a good idea to take my sight from me, gouging out my eyes with not a kunai or any medical tool but his own two god damned fingers. My beautiful golden eyes were taken from me. I don't care if they came from Orochimaru first; I loved them. And then he went ahead and put a kunai in both my stomach and my liver. However, the most painful of the things that happened to me, was getting stabbed by my own tail, and then having it torn off too. Tobi said that a Succubus that doesn't know how to protect her tail shouldn't have one. That's the last thing I remember after seeing him.

When I woke up, Kakashi was at my bed side, sleeping in the chair sitting up with his orange book in his lap. My body wasn't in nearly as much pain as it was right after the attack. Then again it was still in a shit load of pain. My claws grew back, but my tail never did. When I woke up, I was on my stomach. I didn't know how long I was out for, but before I could look over my shoulder and check on my wings- to see if the bone structure had come back as that would give me a rough estimation on how long I've been out for. However, in trying to look, a wave of pain passed over me and I ended up passing out again. I didn't even begin to register that I could actually see until I was out. The next time I woke up, I was still on my stomach. And Kakashi was still in that chair. I was lucky the second time, managing to look over my shoulder and check on my wings. What I saw, though, was not scale, nor bone, nor muscle or even tendons. What I saw were...Feathers. You heard me. Feathers. Black as the night is dark, and the wings themselves were probably a good foot longer than the last time I had them. I wanted to see them better, so I decided getting up was a good idea. Turns out it wasn't, because my vision swam and I passed out again. I had to stop doing that. The third time I woke up, I checked on the chair- this time it was empty- and then on my wings- which still had black feathers- and then got up. This time I succeeded and I got to look at my frame. It was emaciated, meaning that I must have been living off the tubes that were stuck in my arms and down my throat for a good number of months. Not only that, but my wings really were black and covered with feathers. Such a sight amazed and confused me. Why did I grow feathery wings when last time they came back they were covered in scale as is supposed to be? The only answer I could come up with was something about the attack Tobi decided to do on my team and I fucked with how my wings worked- even if only a little- and I ended up with feathers. My eyes instead of being gold, had become black. Not just any black, either, but Uchiha black. It was with that in mind, that I focused chakra to my eyes and found myself looking at a fully developed pair of Sharingan eyes. And then I passed out again.

The final time I woke up, everything was explained to me. How guards found me in front of the gate of Konoha in the state I was in. My only guesses to that were either Tobi took me there- I don't see why he would- or I subconsciously drug myself there. However upon being told about the trail of blood, I figured I drug myself there even in the amount of sorrow and pain I was in. I needed four blood transfusions, one given to me for the first five days of my admittance to the hospital, and each donation being given by none other than Kakashi Hatake himself. I was told of how for the first two weeks of my admittance, I wouldn't stop screaming in my sleep even when I was sedated with enough drugs to take down three elephants. The only time I did shut up, was when Kakashi was holding my hand. Over all, I had been in that hospital for a total of four months. For the next half a year, I worked myself half to death in order built back up the speed, strength, and over all power I had before the crisis. For the next two years, I trained with Itachi and Kakashi with Sasuke to master my new eyes. I had to learn how to do genjutsu first, and then I had to learn everything there was to be learned about my new eyes. I had to get used to not being able to see miles ahead of me, which was something that was very hard to do. I never asked Itachi whose eyes I had. But I figured that they were from another prodigy from another time as the eyes were- are- young and still see clear as day. I also had to get used to flying again with my new wings. My claws, which grew back sharper than ever remained the same. My tail never came back; still hasn't. Those seals that I kept on myself to limit my ability. Yea, those went away forever. After I was fully recovered, I went to go see the Tsu family.

The Tsu brothers' clan and family were wonderful people, who greeted me with open arms and smiles on their faces. Sad smiles, but smiles a that. The brothers' parents were the most welcoming, telling me that their boys would want them to greet the person they loved as one with open arms. We talked about the attack and I told them of how bravely each one of them fought, and of how I sent them off with a kiss and a song. I also told them of my foolish mistake of trying for revenge- for which they yelled at me.

So, now here I am, standing on a random building and recalling this all simply to assess the situation. My black feathered wings lay furled against my back, their total span being fourteen feet from tip to tip. Over the passed three years, my clothing hasn't changed. Well, it has a little bit. To honor the Tsu brothers, I got their family to create me new leather clothing. Instead of dragon scales mixed with cloth, it's nothing but dragon scales. On my back with holes through it for my wings is a black hiori, a falcon made out of blue fire and wielding Sharingan eyes soaring across my back. Not that the falcon can really be seen, seeing as I keep my hair loose now. As for Kakashi and I? We're going on three years come a few months from now. Not much has changed between us for the most part. The only thing that's different is the fact that we can kiss and hold hands and cuddle when we want to. However we keep the PDA on a down low. Not only because neither of us are big on that sort of thing, but also that would open us up to weaknesses for our enemies.

I sigh as I walk into the door of our apartment, only for Kakashi to walk up, kiss my cheek through the fabric of his mask, and pull me back out the door with one hand while putting a scroll into the other. "We have orders from Tsunade-sama. You have news from Itachi".

It's by the time these words have left his mouth, that I'm done stumbling after him, and am now walking on my own. I look to the scroll that was put into my hand, the kanji for 'red dawn' is on it. I look to my lover, "I'll meet you at the tower; I have to read this now". Before I take to the sky, I give him a quick kiss on the cheek. If there's one thing about the new wings that the trauma I went through caused to replace my old wings, it's that they both shed heat and retain it rather well. I grin as I pass multiple low hanging clouds, and feel the chill of cold air. Normally if I went this high, my wings would start to get cold, and the joints would freeze up or start to hurt and then I'd be forced to go back down lest I wanted to become a real fallen angel. I stop, and remain in this spot for the time being, opening up the scroll as I do so. "Let's see here...Gaara was captured huh? Naruto's gonna be really sad when he hears about this after he comes back. But Suna's on their tail...My job to misdirect whatever Suna shinobi I come in contact with...I don't wanna do that! God damn it they have a right to go after them; they stole and are killing the Kazekage for fuck's sake! I glare at the message before burning the scroll with a simple fire jutsu. How the hell am I supposed to do this? As far as the Akatsuki are concerned, I belong with them. But I'm really with Konoha- there is no Coup to plan or go through with and I don't hate Jinchuriki. Itachi can't stall them either; he's in the same position as I. "Tch. Kagebushin no Jutsu," I command, and a copy of myself appears before me. "Go to Itachi. Tell him that I'll do what I can but I make no promises and that they should send someone out to give me a hand. We'll fight him together for a few moments and then I'll send them off a few moments later so that I'm not suspicious on both sides. You got all that?"

"Yes ma'am!" She salutes and takes off at full speed.

I in the mean time set off for Hokage tower, and find myself coming in through the window, "Sorry I- Naruto!" My black eyes widen in surprise and I grin, bearing harmless fangs at him as I rush forward and collide bodies with him, wrapping both arms and wings around him. He's still shorter than myself, but it's only by about three inches or so. He's of average height for a young man his age now, and he's still got plenty of time to grow still. "When the hell did you get back kid?"

Naruto blinks, just standing there as I hug him tight to his form. "Uhh...Is that you...Cross? Or are you her sister or something?"

I sigh and release him. It's no wonder he doesn't recognize me; so much has happened while he was gone. After backing up and furling my wings, I nod, "I'm Cross alright...It's just a lot of stuff has happened. I'll explain to you another time. I'm pretty sure we have an issue to take care of". As I look around, other than Naruto I see Kakashi of course, Sakura and Sasuke. Said Uchiha's eyes are glued to me. I turn and look to Tsunade before questioning, "So uhh...What's going on?"

The blonde woman's tawny eyes glare at me for a moment before she continues, "Gaara, the Ichibi Jinchuriki has been captured by the Akatsuki. Suna is requesting back up; I'm sending you five, Team Seven, to lend them a hand. Cross. As you are highest ranking shinobi here, you're in charge. Understood?"

"Yes ma'am," I nod once, casualness falling completely. The woman nods, and sends us off with a wave of her hand. We leave by way of window. As the four land and begin to run on roof tops, I fly a few feet above them, wings spread to their full length and carrying me swiftly. It's as we leave the village that I speak, "Naruto, I hope you're not too tired from your trip home because there will be no resting for us; we need to get there as swiftly as possible. I'm sure the rest of you have been briefed on what exactly the Akatsuki is, but I'll say it again. They are a group of S-ranked nukenin with unknown abilities and weaknesses. The most we do know is that there's only a handful of them and they're lead by a single man. The game plan is this: get to Suna and meet up with whom ever is there to see us into the village, and figure out what exactly happened. When we can find the direction Gaara was taken in, we will move as a small unit. I have no doubt that if the Akatsuki find out that we're on their tail, they'll send out someone to at least stall us. If this occurs, we'll assess the situation and then continue. If someone needs to stay back, then I will do so. And as a result of that, Kakashi will be put in charge".

"It doesn't matter if I'm tired or not," Naruto states, speeding forward from tree to tree. I'm forced to join in their branch hopping, the forest being too thick for my wings to handle with out any real issue. "What matters is that we save Gaara at all costs!"

"Idiot," Sasuke takes his turn, "If you're tired you can't fight". Of course. Even though the boy is a Jonin now he still has to have a childish banter with Naruto the first chance he gets.

"Don't start," I tell him with narrowed black eyes, "Focus on what's at hand". The travel to Kaze no Kuni is silent from then on, each of us caught up in our own thoughts. Mine particularly on who I'm supposed to be fighting and just how I'm going to stall the others without betraying them nor just let them pass and give myself away to the Akatsuki. I know it won't be Itachi; it'd jeopardize everything. Zetsu isn't one for fighting, Konan and Pein don't go out on missions. Those who caught Gaara in the first place have their hands full with the delivery of the body for the extraction of the Ichibi. That leaves five other possibilities for who I'll be fighting. Once we're in Kaze no Kuni, I'm able to take to flying again, once more a few feet above the others' heads.

The Village Hidden in the Sand is not unlike the Village Hidden in the Leaves. With high walls and guards spread along them, simply looking at it can tell anyone that there's a reason as to just why Suna is one of the five Great Shinobi Villages. Greeting us at the gate is woman that often visits Konoha on diplomatic missions as is her duty, being not only the Kazekage's older sister but also a diplomat and Jonin of Suna. Temari rushes forward from the only opening of the village to meet us part way. "Konoha shinobi. Glad that you managed to make it here in such little time and under such short notice. Sorry about that by the way".

I hold up a hand in acceptance, "Don't worry about it; that's what allies are for. Team seven, Cross, Kakashi Hatake, Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha and Sakura Haruno reporting for assistance".

"Right this way," she states, leading myself and the others into the village where sights and smells and happenings are ignored by my eyes. "Early this morning, two cloaked men infiltrated Suna without a sound or single notice by our ninja. They killed the guards at the gate as well as those around them. I'm unsure about the second one, but the first is a man with long blonde hair and a single blue eye. He looked to be from Iwa if I saw his hitai-ate correctly and he worked mainly with explosions if not only those- a ranged fighter from what I saw. He took Gaara down after a bit of a struggle, and if Gaara didn't protect this village, the rest of us would be dead and he alive and well enough to take the man down". She curses at this statement, obviously not happy with being part of a weak point for the young man that is both her brother and the Kazekage of her home. If it was early this morning, then Gaara's already having his Biju extracted. It will take time, but never the less the fact that it's already started is a very bad thing. No Jinchuriki has ever survived the extraction of their Biju save for Naruto's mother. By her description, it was Sasori and Deidara that took the boy away. Temari leads us into a building that smells of herbs and other plants with names I don't know, and through a hallway or two before we come upon a room with a single table in the middle and multiple medical shinobi surrounding it. On the table is a shivering and sweating Kakuro. "Kankuro, the idiot, went after the blonde's partner in an attempt to get information out of him. But he was poisoned. Chiyo-sama is our best bet against this poison, and even she is having issues". Temari now looks directly to Sakura. "Is there nothing you can do?"

Sakura looks to me, green eyes pleading as we both ignore the old woman who thought Kakashi was his father and therefore attacked him only to be corrected by an older man- a village's elder I think. "Is there nothing that I can do?"

I look down at the war painted young man with critical eyes, watching as he flinches and shutters, his face contorted into a look of pain as he lays there helpless. My choice is made in no time, "Yes. Sakura. Get to work. We will wait here and let you heal Kankuro; there may be information that he has that Tamari and the others don't know. Work as quickly as you can without making a single mistake; we don't have much time but Kankuro's life is on the line as well".

Temari seems to let out a single sigh of relief before looking from her beloved little brother back to me, the leader of the allied team. "What about Gaara?"

I purse my lips, thinking for a moment before backing up and letting my hands fly through the handsigns of boar, dog, bird monkey and then ram, "Kushiyose no Jutsu". My left hand is planted onto the ground, and a spiderweb of scribbles settles on the floor. There's a burst of smoke for a moment, and when it clears in its place is a summoned animal; a tiger. His is of a rather large size for your average tiger, but then again summoning animals come in all sizes and colors half the time, standing at about five three at the shoulder. His stripes are black like any tiger, though where it'd normally be orange is a sandy yellow color, his under belly gray and his eyes an electric blue.

"Cross," the tiger greets with a nod of his head, eyes focused on me. "What can I do for you?"

"Lyst," I address the slim built large cat, "I need you to leave Suna and try to find Gaara's scent. You remember him, right?"

"The Kazekage that you and I delivered a good number of scrolls to not too long ago? Yes I remember him and his scent of sand and blood".

"Good. Once you find it, follow the trail and scout out any possible enemies that may be in that direction. However don't go so far that it'll take you forever to get back. Just scout out a good distance and then come back and tell me what you've seen. If the scent leads further than where you stop, make sure to keep that in mind. I need you to move as fast as you possibly can. Can you do it?" I instruct.

The blue eyed feline nods, "For you? Anything. I will return in an hour; is that short enough?" I nod. "Then I'll be off". It's with that that he weaves his way around people and takes off as soon as he's clear.

Naruto looks to me with a raised brow, "Since when could you summon?"

I smirk, "The things you learn you can do when you're reverse summoned to the home of the animal you have a natural affinity for. I'll tell ya".

For the rest of the time that we're waiting, it's silent in order to let Sakura concentrate on both finding an antidote and extract it from Kankuro's body. I can't help but be proud of the girl. Neither I nor Kakashi- no matter how we trained her- managed to get a large amount of progress from her. However, ever since she started learning under Tsunade, she'd become stronger, tougher, a real kunoichi. Her chakra reserves are like Kakashi's that of an average amount and therefore don't compare to those like Naruto's and mine, nor Sasuke's even. So she can't beat us in a ninjutsu battle, however like Kakashi she's very efficient with what she's got. And in terms of healing, that means that she can use the minimum amount of chakra needed to heal a wound, and still be able to heal many many more if need be. She can pace herself. But if I were to try and do that. Heh. God forbid I try to heal someone with my chakra. I'd end up hurting them more if nothing else.

The silence falls away as there's the sound of shuffling, and I watch with curious eyes as one certain Kankuro slowly and shakily makes his way into sitting. "Kankuro," Temari scolds lightly, supporting the man as he does as he wants, "You should be resting. Lay back down will you?"

"N-No...G-Gaara," Kankuro pushes passed the hands that hold him back from fully sitting up.

I take this as my cue to step forward and show him that things will work out. "Relax," I tell him, brining his orbs to my own, "We'll take care of saving Gaara, okay? You rest. All I need to know is what direction the Akatsuki member you went after went, and what he looked like. After that we're heading out and traveling at full tilt".

"S-south-east...Back towards the forest," Kankuro tells me. I nod, and motion for the others to get going, "W-Wait!...He's a puppet master; don't get hit. Whatever you do". I nod, and we're off.

However as I look back, I find the old woman that mistook Kakashi for his father coming with us, "Stay back," I tell her as she catches up. Fast for an old woman.

"I'm coming with you; if you're dealing with a puppet master you may need me," she tells me with stern eyes. I purse my lips. Suna is known for its art of puppetry and wind jutus...She obviously used to be a Suna nin. I have no choice but to nod in acceptance.

"Cross!" I hear the familiar voice of Lyst as he sees us while he's running. When we pass him, he turns around and runs directly under me, while the others are under my wings. "Cross, south-east, way into the woods. Gaara left a trail of his sand behind for us to follow, the smart kid. Not only that, but there's another team of Konoha nin headed our way. Still too south for us to meet up with from where we are, but close enough that they'll meet up with us in about forty five minutes of running".

"...Good, they didn't divert from the direction Kankuro told us about. And Konoha shinobi you said?...I wonder if Tsunade-sama sent more just in case. This is Akatsuki we're dealing with. Thank you Lyst, your job is done".

"I'll see you another time then, Cross," the tiger then proceeds to disappear in a poof of smoke.

"Alright team listen up!" I call out to the five below me as we continue to run. "We're headed straight south-east from now on. As soon as we hit the woods, Kakashi I want you to look for Gaara's scent and find again that trail Lyst talked about. By the time we reach the woods, the other team- whoever they are- should have met up with us. We'll brie-Son of a bitch!" And why am I no longer planning as we go? Maybe it's because a giant ball of water slammed into me out of literally no where. One moment I'm flying and playing leader, next one I'm skipping along the sand like some kind of skipping stone. I groan as I pick myself up, now drenched and covered in a bunch of sand. I spit the gritty stuff out as best I can and look from where the water came from. Not far from me is none other than Kisame himself.

"Cross!" Kakashi and Sasuke call as one.

I pause, spitting out more sand in order to stall. They should have had enough time to almost fully extract the Bijuu without any interruptions. "Stay there!" I tell them. "This guy here is Kisame Hoshigaki, one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist- just like Zabuza was but stronger! The priority is to get to Gaara and stop the extraction of the Ichibi! Go! Kakashi, you're in charge!"

"But Cross! You said so yourself! He's stronger than Zabuza was and yet he's one of the Seven Swordsmen! You'll need back up!" Sasuke insists strongly.

I shake my head, "Are telling me that you're going to defy orders! I said 'go' now do it!"

"Are you kidding me?! Those who leave their friends behind are-" Sasuke tries.

"'Are worse than scum', I know! You're not leaving me behind, idiot. I'll catch up in no time! Would you listen to orders and do as you're told?!" Damn it boy, I don't care that you know about me being a double agent. If you're here and we start talking about things, and you act like I know you would which isn't surprised in the slightest, you're going to give me away. Not only that, but you're going to give Itachi away too. Sasuke stares at me for a moment longer before Kakashi pulls him away, and they're off.

Kisame and I walk closer so that we don't have to yell across the distance between the two of us, "That's quite the show you put on, girlie". The shark man grins to me, Samehada casually propped on his shoulder. "But it wasn't much of a stall. I was hoping for something a bit longer. So was Leader-sama".

I scoff, falling into the persona that the man knows me to be as, "Feh. I can't very well blow my cover you know," I tell him, crossing my arms and rolling my black eyes slowly to show my annoyance. "So you're the one I have to fight huh? I'm surprised they let you leave. Or if you were a hologram that you were so close".

"Nah, you're wrong on both accounts, girlie," he tells me casually with a chuckle. I'm just a human transformation of the original- just a portion of the original's power is in me".

I chuckle myself, "Then it should be easy to beat you. Easier than last time I put you down, at least".

"Oh ho? Still proud of that huh?"

"O' course I am!" I throw my hands up in the air as the claws unsheathe themselves. "Why the hell wouldn't I be? I mean come on. You have a massive amount of chakra. I have a massive amount of chakra. Us clashing is like two demi-gods going to war. We're both tailless beasts, you and I. Well...You are. I'm more than just a tailless beast".

"Proud as ever of your blood I see," not at all. Yea, they know what I am- fuckin' Orochimaru leaving his notes for all to see and ponder over. "Shall we dance then?" He unshoulders his shaving blade, easily holding him in one hand.

"Ready when you are, water boy," I smirk out. I have the advantage here, not that I need it. As he rushes me, my wings spread and within a few powerful gusts, there's sand kicking all around him in the form of a small twister.

"Suiton: Suishouha!" Kisame easily disperses the sand, drenching but it and me- again.

I sigh, flapping my wings to rid them of the water that coats them, and then furl them to my back before rushing forward to meet him. "Was that really needed?" I grumble to him as claws meet sword. Oh, hello Samehada. Hungry for my chakra? You seem like it because you're rather aggressively feeding off me.

"That obviously was," he pushes me back, making my heels sink deeper into the sand before over powering me with ease and sending me flying. I flip with the momentum and land on all fours. Fighting like this is something I've found over my time of regaining my strength that I'm rather good at. It'd be much better suited for someone like Naruto- someone small in general- but I make do. I rush forward, coming in in a zigzag fashion as to make myself less predictable. "Suiton: Bakusui Shoha!" He throws his head back, holding the final sign, and then suddenly his mouth is spewing a massive wave. When I say 'massive', imagine a tsunami. Best way to describe it. I bear fangs at the wave, and concentrate chakra to my feet and hands, before doing a feat that I never figured I'd have to do. I climbed a wave of water. Yup. I'm Jesus. That's gotta be it. The shark man is still at the top of this wave when he sees me do this, and his hands fly through another set of handsigns, "Suiton: Suikodan no Jutsu!" I watch as a shark made of water envelopes him, and then with its assistance it comes for me.

We clash, the water finally settling and us standing on top of it claws against sword. He swings, sending me flying, this time I settle for letting my wings carry me. My hands fly through handsigns. I don't need any blue fire release jutsus for this fight; the guy's not even the real deal. However I do need some serious fire jutsu to get this done. "Alright mister," I tell him as my hands fly. "No more pool time for you. I don't think I should play any more"

"Why is that?" Kisame questions, resting his blade on his shoulder. Come down here and we'll play for just a bit longer".

"Give a girl some time. You know we like to pace ourselves," I sneer, being careful to stay in this persona, "Actually...You probably don't. Probably haven't been laid once with the way you look".

"Now that's just cruel," he tells me with a sigh. "I've been laid before".

"What, after killing and raping the girl? Or maybe she was a whore?" I growl out the words, "I'm thinking both".

"Tch. Fine. If you're gonna be a bitch, I'll just have to go all out," the copy of Kisame growls back, obviously not happy. He rests Samehada on the water, sheating it into the liquid until only the hilt is seen. And then, his hands fly through signs themselves.

My eyes narrow. I refuse to let him do that jutsu; the Suiton: Suitenhofutzu. That and another one I'm glad to know the copy can't do- not if he's doing this one- with how much chakra he has at the moment the stronger. My hands land on tiger, and I glare down at my fish opponent. "Katon: Gokyaku no Jutsu!" I see him smirk as the rather large fire ball- one that would make Itachi proud- rushes for him. I can see the 'is that all you've got?' look in his eyes. My hands flip through a few more signs and then, "Fuuton: Atsugai!" From my wings that now have concentrated chakra covering them, comes a very powerful gust of wind, which rushes forward unforgivingly, causing the water below to weakly protest and give way to it and the fire it collides with. I watch as the two mix, creating an even stronger fire, blue despite not being a blue fire release, and crashing with the water that stands no chance. I fly up higher to see how Kisame does in deflecting my handy work, and I see himself encase himself with what water he has left. There's a large explosion, and steam bursts all around us. Silently, I land. However that was a bad idea. I look down to see the kunai in my throat. Blood gushes from the wind pipe. I slump to the ground, motionless and blood making a pool.

"Sorry about that," Kisame appears next to me. Damn. I forgot he was from Kirigakure. "Didn't mean to kill you; habit. I'm sure Itachi will be upset, but he'll forgive me I'm sure of as well". Suddenly the wound on my person is gone. Hell, my entire person is gone. "Well shit," smart man. But not smart enough to figure out that when I looked towards the kunai coming my way and then to him, my Sharingan was activated; a simple genjutsu saved my life.

I smile as I hold claws to his throat, my other hand on the hilt of Samehada and ignoring the spikes that enter my skin as I am not his master. "Itachi would be proud of me. Just like the last time I beat you; and that was before I got these lovely eyes. I'm tired of fooling around, ya asshole. Gimme the real thing to fight again and we'll talk. You're boring". And it's with that, that my claws slide across the man's neck. I don't stay to see just who I really killed. I have a team to catch up with.