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

30. Chapter 30

Sad to say, this is the last chapter of Jigokuen No Taka. I thank everyone who has been so kind as to follow and favorite a certain kunoichi's story. However there is good news! I have written a sequel to this baby. It is finished and ready to be published. I will either be putting up the first couple chapters today or perhaps tomorrow! It's a very different setting from Jigokuen No Taka. Amazingly so. But I liked writing it. Like this story, there's a lot of step by step writing, where I literally took dialog and put it into my story. However it is fast paced I'd like to say. Give it a look see if you want :). Never the less, enjoy the last chapter, "War".

Chapter 30: War

I open my eyes to everything being white. The area above me is white, to my left and right is white, even below me is white. I'm not laying down, so I'm not in a hospital- plus there's no beeping of a monitor or anything. In fact...There's no...Nothing. "Hello...?" Nothing. "So...What? Is this supposed to be purgatory or something? Cause even though it's white, this sure as hell ain't heaven. And this sure as heaven ain't hell". I sigh and stomp my foot, ignoring the clicking sound that echos all around me now. "...And now I'm bored".

"Man, you really haven't changed much, have you girlie?" I hear one voice speak up to my left. However as I turn to face the owner, I see nothing.

"Now now, no need to be so mean. She's only confused," a voice states to my right, a chuckle in his voice that is identical to the first's.

"Well, she's neither changed nor does she know what's going on so she's confused," a third voice speaks up, identical to the last two and from right in front of me.

I scoff. "Really? Talking to yourself? I don't know who you are, but would you mind telling me just what's going on? One minute I'm trying to not kill Sasuke and Itachi but my body insists on doing so, and the next I'm kissing Sasuke who is Henged into Kakashi, and then the next I'm here! Care to tell me what's going on?! Is this a new version of Itachi's Tsukiyomi or something?!"

"Hey! We're not part of a genjutsu, girlie, have some decency to have an open mind!" The first voice scolds.

The second voice follows up with, "We haven't been gone for that long, Cross. Did you forget about us?"

And now the third, "Like I said before, she's just confused. Why don't we show ourselves?" That would be nice. Thank you voice number three.

The one on my right has his hair on the longer side compared to his brothers, bangs choppily framing his face and the rest of it being pulled into a short braid that I bet you money is only down to between his shoulder blades. He is obviously Anbu, what with the tattoo of it being on his right arm. Over the standard Anbu uniform is a haori, the sleeves' edges along with the bottom hem being jagged like a saw. His skin is on the slightly tan side, like a mix of mine and Naruto's own complexions. But it's his eyes that get to me the most. They're not scary or anything, they're just very different. The one is at least. And I'll tell you why. His left eye is blue like ice, the pupil black and round. The right eye however, is not normal, nor is it human. While the iris and scleroses are both black as the sky on a new moon's night, the pupil is as red as blood or fire, and slit like a reptile's.

The one in front of me is identical to the first one. He may be a bit bulkier, but it's hard to tell. None the less, like his brother over the standard Anbu gear is an identical haori when compared to his brother's. His hair however is not long to the point of being put into a braid. Instead, it's about to his shoulders and styled to the point that the symmetry is perfect. Two bangs lightly falling over both his eyes while the rest neatly rests on his shoulders. His eyes are three different colors. The left eye's iris and scleroses is gray, the pupil slit like a reptile's and being of an ice blue color. While although the right eye's iris and scleroses are also gray, the pupil is slit like a reptile's but red like blood or fire.

The final one has auburn hair like his brothers, though it's naturally windswept with the top layer being on the spiky side and the other layers are straight and end at his ears. Also just like his brothers, his frame is well built, as any shinobi's body should be unless their genetics say otherwise. Standing at a solid height of at least six foot one like the other two, he's definitely a handsome man. However just like his brothers, his eyes are odd even by my standards. The right eye is a nice spring time green, like that of freshly grown leaves or grass after a long winter. But the iris is white, just like the scleroses naturally is and should be. However, he doesn't look to be blind due to this. The iris is slit like a reptile's, and a color that reminds me of winter skies.

My eyes are wide and there is nothing but a surprised pair of orbs as I look at the three men before me. "Y-," I try, however the words won't come from my mouth.

"None of our names begin with a 'Y' hot stuff," the one on my right tells me with a chuckle, arms crossed over his chest.

"You...," I try again, eyes flickering between each man before me.

"Good start. Now more words," the one to the left offers, face identical to the one on the right and the one in front of me.

The one in front of me shakes his head with a roll of his eyes, "Come now, she hasn't seen us in a while; give her some slack".

It's only this time that I actually manage to make more than just a single sound or a single word, "You guys are supposed to be dead!" I feel tears spring to my eyes, "What are you doing here?" And the tears fall. "A-Am I dead? Where's Kakashi?"

The two on my sides put a single hand on my shoulder, while the one in front of me puts both his hands there. They talk as one, their tone of voice perfectly in sync, just like their words, "You aren't dead, Cross, you're just dreaming".

My brows furrow, "Dreaming? Why am I dreaming? If I am, then wake me up!...You...You three have to know what's going on! I can't just let Naruto fight all on his own! It's not right!" I pull from their hold, leaving them to line up in front of me. My new tail- since when did I have a tail?!- lashes back and forth behind me as to show my worry and confusion. I don't understand. I don't get it. Where am I if I'm dreaming?

"We know what happened," Saiai sighs out, "It's already done and over with, Cross. Pein is dead".

"How is that even possible?" I demand, "I'd only been out of control months ago!"

"Time here moves a lot slower than it does in the outside world; a month has already gone by. Time is moving forward, and you are not part of it for now," Churitsu tells me simple, arms clasped behind his back like a true military man.

Nikun picks up from there. I hate it when they do this, I really do. Why can't just one of them talk? "You've also been moved to Suna in order to assure that your health levels don't deplete to the point of them having to let you go; the hospital in Konoha was destroyed when Pein turned Konoha into a crater". Pein turned Konoha into a crater? How? "How? By using a jutsu provided to him by the Rinnegan: Shinra Tensei". How did he know I was going to ask that? "Because one, it's written all over your face. Two, here, we can read your mind".

I shake my head. Konoha. The place I had called home for at least eleven years...Is practically gone! And done by nothing but a handful of people! I shutter. I wish I was there to kill them over. "You never really did answer my question. Where is 'here'? Nirvana? Heaven? Hell? Some alternate dimension that everyone deals with after death?"

Churitsu chuckles and shakes his head, "Nothing like either of the first three. Nirvana doesn't exist, for one. Heaven and Hell do though. Never been to Hell personally, but I hear that if you're strong enough, it's a real riot down there. Kind of like a world where the worse of a person you were alive, the better you are off dead. Only the weak get punished". Shit. It sounds like a horrible place. "It's a twisted place, is more like it. Anyways, 'here' is more like the forth option. Not alternate, as that would mean that you'd be back home, as a different person, but in the same place. But more like a...Side dimension if you will. Kind of like where Summons come from. If not a side dimension, then a pocket one".

I manage to follow along, if only barely. "So...Now what?" I question.

"Now," Saiai begins, crouching as though about to sit and in turn a chair appears under his butt. His brothers repeat the process. But when I try to do that, I just end up straight on my ass. This makes them chuckle as one. "We tell you what you're missing. We can see what's going on, the big man up stairs gave us that ability just for coming to see you. Hear that? You're special". Yea. Okay. "Anyways, here's what's going on the down low. The village is still under construction, for one. But that's nothing compared to what's going on. You know that Tobi guy that killed us and almost killed you?"

My eyes narrow and my hands clench tightly, "Of course I know him," I snarl. One hand unclenches and goes to my neck, fingers the scar he left and worsened on my neck the two times he attacked.

"Well," Nikun continues, "Turns out that that guy, is no ordinary asshole who likes to kill. His name is Madara. You know, the one who fought the First Hokage? Yea. Some how he's still alive and kicking".

"So?" I snap, "What's that have to do with what's going on now?"

"Everything," Churitsu tells me with a shrug. He's the one that was really pulling the strings behind the Akatsuki, and the gathering of the tailed beasts. In short, he plans on using the Ten Tails' power to turn the entire moon into a Sharingan eye, and place everyone under a genjutsu where everything happens as that person wants it to be. No pain, no worry, no death, just life, happiness and good feelings".

I blink stupidly upon hearing this, "You've gotta be kidding me," I demand but get a shake of their heads. "And the 'big man upstairs' can't do anything about it?!"

"It doesn't work that way, girlie," Saiai tells me, "All he did was create us, and then gave us the will to do anything and everything on our own if we so wish. He can't control something that he is no longer the master of. All his job is, is to watch and judge us when we die. If we're bad, we go to Hell, and if we're good, Heaven. Of course there's the twist of reincarnations if he feels we can change, but that's another story on its own".

I stand up before pacing back and forth in front of the three, "You've gotta be fucking kidding me!" I spin to face the three, "And there's nothing I can do?! Get me the hell out of here! Kakashi wouldn't want me to just sit around and do nothing until I wake up or whatever!"

Nikun innocently raises his hand like a fearful school child trying not to get yelled at by their pissed-off-for-whatever-reason teacher. "Umm...Yea...About him," I whip around from my current position of pacing and closest to Saiai. He ducks lower into his seat and his shoulders. The look on my face clearly reads a snarled out 'what?!' Not the most pretty thing you wanna be facing it seems. "He's...Not dead," Nikun informs.

My eyes widen and my face drops from the snarl, "...What?" How can Kakashi not be dead? "I swear, Nikun, if you're just yanking my chain I'll kill you".

Churitsu shakes his head, hands waving in front of him in defense of his little brother, "He's not yanking your chain. Kakashi isn't dead. You see, Pein was actually a man named Nagato with the Rinnegan. He used the Six Paths of Pain to control the bodies- the long haired one and the one you thought to be Pein- to work from nothing from a cave due to the fact that he himself was crippled in the legs. Anyways, he used a technique that brought back those who recently died in the invasion at the cost of his own life"

All is silent for a good five minutes until I feel tears drip down my face. However they're not sad tears. Oh no. Not sad at all. "K-Kakashi is...Alive?"

"You got that right girlie," Saiai chuckles out. "Now...On a scale from one to ten...How happy are you right now?"

"Really, you're gonna ask her that?" The other two question with a raise of their brows.

"Ten thousand!" I beam to them. I literally find myself hopping up and down with glee. I grab a hold of the first person I can, which turns out to be Churitsu. I take a hold of his haori and pull him into a tight hug. We spin around a few times before separating. I now grab onto Nikun, "When can I go and see him?!"

He opens his mouth in a silent 'uhhh', before looking to Saiai. "I'm afraid that the whole berserk thing did a lot more damage to your body than you've realized. While it didn't have enough time to show on the outside, on the inside your body was being torn apart. You're going to have to wait a while until you can actually see him".

My smile turns into a frown, "And just was that...Monster?"

Saiai tips his chair back, balancing it on its two back legs ad he does so with the grace of a living shinobi, "That...Was the demon blood in you talking. Well...More like screaming. We don't know what kind of demon Orochimaru found and used to create you, but whatever it was, it was very...Dark spirited". Yea, no kidding. "And unless you spend a good while away from the village, I don't think you'll ever be able to control that side of you".

"Wait...What?" I don't get it.

"We're just going by what the boss said," Churitsu tells me, "So we can't really go into further detail with how things work with you. Not with the information we were given at least. However, we can tell you this: When a Fallen Angel is created, while in the mother's stomach a small war goes on between the Angel blood and Demon blood in the child's body- the two types are different enough to cause such an occurrence but similar enough to not kill the child. If the demonic blood wins over, that's what normally creates a stereotypical Succubus or Incubus. But if the angelic blood wins over, then while you're still a Succubus or Incubus depending on your gender, you are more human looking and have a more 'human' conscience- in that what is right in wrong. The demonic blood is also set into a dormant state. However, there apparently are times when someone like you- when the angelic blood won during your creation- gets so angry, that the dormant demonic blood awakens, and offers power. In your instance, you were so angry and sad, and unknowing of what manifestation the demon blood would take on upon awakening, that you took the power. Then you lost control. That's the best way we can explain it; sorry if it makes no sense".

He's right. That does make no sense at all. "So...What? I can't see him until my body is all better? Where the hell am I if Konoha is destroyed?"

"Suna," they answer as one.

"And now I just...Wait?"

"Now you just wait," they're too good for that unison thing as it is. Tch.

"Fine," I say, and lay onto my back with a huff, "I'll wait. I'll wait as long as I have to to see him again. You said I'm not dead, so you guys can't make me wait forever".

And so, I do wait. I wait for what seems like years to me. Most of the time, I lay there. Other times, I spar with the boys like old times. Or we just talk about those old times. There was one time where I asked what it was like to die. They said it is like how I feel now; the weightlessness, the lack of sense of time, all that good nonsense. Save that's when you're dying. When you're actually dead. They told me that actually being judged, is something entirely different. It takes the 'boss' little time to judge you. A look is all he needs to tell whether you are worthy of going to Heaven or not. However that doesn't make it an easy choice. As after all, what if someone from Konoha meets up with someone from Iwa during the last Shinobi war? That'd cause some issues that's for sure. Everyone's happiness has to be taken into thought, just as whether the person is pure or not. Luckily, those from Konoha and Suna often go up instead of down. Meaning that when I'm dead, Kakashi and I will still see one another- even if one of us has to wait for the other for a long long time, which would most likely be him.

And then came the day of my departure. How did I know it'd happen? A gut feeling is all. I sigh as I stand before the three men who I held as each of them died due to the very man who has begun the Fourth Great Shinobi War. "I wish I could bring you guys," I tell the Tsu brothers, a frown marring my lips.

"Don't worry about it," Saiai smiles out to me, arms crossed over his chest casually, "We'll see you again".

"And when that happens," Churitsu offers, "We'll see everyone else too. But that doesn't mean you can up and die on us, got it?"

As Nikun begins to speak, things become brighter and brighter, kind of what happens when you stare at the sunset and then eventually at the sun. "Oh! And when you do get back, we demand you play the piano; we've got those upstairs. We miss your music".

I smile and nod before raising a hand in the form of a wave, "Deal. I'll tell everyone that you're doing well and that you guys say 'hi'". It's by now that my vision is completely white. Like someone just turned off the sun, my vision suddenly becomes so deep a pitch black that for a moment I think I'm blind. The first thing that comes to me is feel. Under a stiff and sore frame is a none too comfy bed. Yea, I'm not that happy with the cushion I lay on, let's just say that much. Next up is hearing, of course, and what I hear is the annoying 'beep beep beep' of a heart monitor.

"Oh good, you're waking up at last!" I hear a male voice speak up from not too far from my position. Finally, it is sight that's given to me next. What I open my black orbs to is not just a white ceiling, though. No no. Looking down at me is a boy with sandy brown hair and hazel eyes. My first thought is to act upon shinobi instinct. And for me that's- "Wait wait wait wait wait! Cross! Stop!" My unsheathed claws stop just before his trachea. "Phew!" The young man of a decent six foot two inch height sighs from under me and on the tiled floor.

"Who are you?" I question, brows furrowed. My claws remain unsheathed- I'll be needing them for the war.

"Reihei," the brown haired young man states. "I'm one of the only shinobi left in Suna to make sure it doesn't get attacked...Well...Actually I'm the only shinobi here. I was asked by Gaara-sama to stay and watch over you. He knows how much you mean to Naruto-san".

I raise a brow, "I see...," I sigh and run a hand through blue hair. "Well...I guess I'll be taking off then," I turn, and make my way towards the window of the sand based village.

"Wait wait wait wait wait! Cross! Stop!" He pulls on the fabric that I'm wearing. Wait...What am I wearing? I look down at myself and feel my face flush a light pink color. "You uh...You might want to get dressed". He's right. I'm in nothing but a hospital gown.

I turn as he releases the fabric, "You...Wouldn't happen to have my old clothing...Would you?"

"Well...," he looks around before smiling and motioning towards the chair not far from what I assume to be the room's bathroom, "Here we are! It's not exactly the same as your old stuff...I don't know what it was made out of, but even though it was tough as all hell it was beaten and battered when you got to us. But we did manage to fashion a normal leather remake of your old clothing". He hands me the articles with a blush, "There's...Undergarments there too".

I brush his shyness to the side. I know that those that work in the hospital handle the naked human body more than a whore does. And that's only because of injuries. None the less I smile and nod, "Thanks Reihei". I turn and head into the bathroom. It doesn't take me long to change, claws combing through knotted hair and looking over my paler but surprisingly not thinner frame. I walk out barefooted, and hold up a finger to ask, "My shuriken and sandals weren't gotten, were they?"

"Umm...The pouches? They weren't with you. Your heels had broke apparently at some point," Reihei offers with a rub of the back of his head. "If you like, I have normal sandals in your size. And I'm sure I can find you some shuriken".

Not really what I'm used to but I'd rather them over a foot full of kunai. Still, I shake my head and smile, taking the sandals and sitting down to put them on, "Don't worry about the shuriken Reihei," I tell him. "I only really used them as a Chunin; after that I just carried them around just in case I truly needed them. Anyways," I stand to my full five foot seven height and look into hazel orbs, "I need to get to Kakashi. You should probably find the nearest medical camp and start helping out".

His brows furrow, "The nearest medical camp is at least three days' travel from here. But I'll try to get there as fast as I can. Kakashi-san...He was with Naruto-san last time I heard from intel".

"You know what? I'm going to help you get to that medical camp even faster," I tell him before letting my fingers tangle through signs and then slam my hand on the floor, "Kushiyose no Jutsu!" The tiger that appears before me is at least seven feet at the shoulder, with fire red eyes and blue fur with green stripes and a light blue under belly. I smile and my arms wrap around the large oddly colored creature. "Razboi; it's good to see you!"

"It's good to see you too, Cross-sama," he chuckles out, wrapping a large leg around my frame and pulling me closer. "When Zeita-sama heard about your condition, she just about broke down then and there. Promise me you'll summon her if you truly need her".

"You know I will, Razboi," I smile. "I need you to do a huge favor for me. I need you to help my friend Reihei here get to the nearest medical camp. Kill whomever he tells you to; keep him alive. This guy's the one who kept my heart pumping all this time".

Razboi looks to the brunette with fire colored eyes as we separate, and then bows his head low towards him. "I will protect him as though he were my own cub," he vows.

I nod lightly, "Good. Get going right away; I have to go find Kakashi and hope he's still fairly decent in life span if you know what I mean".

"Very well," Razboi nods, "Come Reihei-sama, we'll be off right away".

"M-me? Oh! Right! He nods before making his way to the window and looking to me. Our gazes meet for a moment before he offers a tiny smile, "I hope you find him, Cross".

"I know I will," I assure lightly, "Now go or Razboi will leave you behind". It's not until the two are up and out the window that again my fingers tangle through the proper signs and my hand again slams on the ground. "Kushiyose no Jutsu!" This time, instead of just one, three tigers appear where my hand commanded they appear. The first tiger stands at about five foot three at the shoulder with electric blue eyes, sandy blond fur, a gray underbelly and normal black stripes. The second one has pale violet colored eyes, stands at six foot one, has a white underbelly, stripes that match her eyes and the rest of her body is a very pale tan. The third is the largest of the three, being at nine foot seven with white stripes, a black body, dark gray under belly and having tawny colored eyes. "It's great to see you three. But Lyst, Cer, Pament, I need different things from you".

"What's it you need, Cross?" Lyst speaks up, his voice curious as he looks up at me.

"From you, Lyst," I tell him as like I did Razboi I hug each of the male tigers close, my black fur tipped tail wagging to show its existence and the fact that despite the rushed nonsense, "Lyst I need you to find Sasuke. Find him as quickly as you can and support him in everything he does; do everything you have to in order to help him stay alive".

The middle one, Cer, smiles as he sits and curls his long tail over his paws neatly, "So we finally get to take part in the war? Who else are you sending out?" The smile turns into a crazed grin, "The whole tribe?"

I chuckle and shrug, "If that's what I gotta do; then it'll be your lot's job to keep alive or from dispelling. Got it? Cer, what I want you to personally do is go find Itachi; keep him alive with all you've got. Anyone pointed out as an enemy can be eaten whenever you want so long as it doesn't put Itachi in danger". This guy here has a thing for human flesh- don't know why though.

"And I am assuming you'll be wanting me to come with you then, Cross-chan?" A baritone voice questions as I look into tawny orbs, his large head tilted curiously.

"I wouldn't say that, Pament," I raise up a hand and shake my head, "You're more of a strategic guy. I want you to find a man by the name of Shikamaru Nara. I can't honestly give you any better leads than that. I'm sorry".

"That's fine, Cross-chan. But who's going to go with you?" Pament questions as Lyst and Cec head out the still open window.

"I promised Razboi that I'd bring Zeita along if need be since she almost broke down upon hearing about my condition," I tell him.

"Ahh, that. Yes, she was rather distressed," he nods, "Well. I might as well as get a start on things. Good luck, Cross-chan," a large and rough tongue is presses against my face in the form of a lick before he too is out the window.

"Good luck to you too!" I call after him and then sigh as my hands go through the signs needed one final time. "Kushiyose no Jutsu!" This time, the cloud of smoke is too large to count how many tigers I've called to the stage. Before me, and out of the window, I see all sorts of tigers. From all tints and shades of green to those of purple and blue. There are normal colored tigers too, of course, but still. Well shit. I've called everyone but Zeita and the elders. "Alright clan!" I speak up so those outside the building can hear me, "Your job is this! Find Konoha or Suna shinobi! Tell them that I'm alive and well and that you were sent by me! Keep them alive! I don't care what it takes! If it's hard to tell who is friend and who is foe, then I'm afraid you'll have to figure it out on your own; I don't have the answers to everything after all! I will warn you: this is war! There are those of you who prefer to heal rather than fight! However, you will be required to do the latter in order to survive! On that note: healers, follow the scent of herbs and the feeling of medical chakra! Under NO CIRCUMSTANCES will any of you be permitted to near the main battle field. Some of you aren't quite strong enough, or some of you are too jumpy. The only tiger I want fighting next to me is Zeita. Now...If there are no questions...Scatter!" They take off like bats out of hell upon my wave. I can't help but pause for a moment and grin. I love being a leader; it makes me feel bad ass. I sigh before finally putting my foot on the ledge myself, and pushing off for take off. My tail wraps around my waist for its own protection, obviously no longer a weapon of death and destruction since its apparent regeneration.

The things I see, hear, and smell as I fly high above the war that scars more than one portion of land are unsettling. I won't go into detail; I refuse to. However I will say this. The land is marred by the blood of friends and those unknown alike. I see not many Konoha shinobi that I knew let alone knew well, but they are there. They along with other village shinobi. Huh, so they did all band together to make one large army to fight against Tobi- er...Madara. I wonder how Itachi and Sasuke felt upon learning that someone of their own kin- someone who helped found the village no less- took down the entire clan in one day. It sure as hell explains to me just how the hell the massacre and him taking me down both times actually happened. I'm not a super hero or anything, but I'm not weak in the slightest and any shinobi worth their rank knows this.

However, it's when I come upon a camp of some sort that I decide to land. It's obviously a medical camp, and a rather busy one at that being closer to what I judge to be the main battle field- and therefore my goal. Things get interesting though, when a kunai is placed to my throat. I pause, slowly furling my wings to my back before as one my attacker and I move. They try to take out my throat, which they do- save that it's only a clone. Who I end up having a fist fight though is none other than- "Sakura?!"

"How dare you call me by my name you fake white freak!" She snaps out, a fist slamming into the spot where I once was.

"Okay, I know I've gotten paler, but that wasn't very nice," I tell her as my black eyes just manage to keep up with her. I smirk. Any faster and I'd need my Sharingan; impressive. "Can't you say a nicer 'hello' to your old teacher?"

"How dare you call yourself my teacher?! Cross-sensei is no one like you! Stop pretending to be someone you're not," Sakura takes a hold of the hand that had blocked her punch, and tries to move me into her knee that's waiting to greet my gut.

"No really! It's me! Cross! You know, Jigokuen no Taka? That Cross? I'm pretty sure I'm the only one with that name. Look, I've got the scars on my neck and back to prove it!" I insist. How can someone replicate me without it being found out to be a henge? I move around the punch that comes my way and sigh, placing a foot in her foot's way and quickly tripping her up. With a simple tug of her fisted hand and a twist of her falling body, you've got a flat Sakura with me on top.

"Cross-sensei," she coughs out. Ohh~ Someone didn't let out their air~. "Cross-sensei, I believe you, you can let me up".

"Oh no," I deny, "Why believe me now, hmm? Why not five seconds ago?"

"Everyone by now knows your new title; only the real you who was in a coma up till now wouldn't," she offers. New title? What new title?

I stand, letting her get up and brush herself off, "What the hell are you talking about? New title?"

She sighs and rubs the wrist I had grabbed, brushing herself free of dust still, "Itachi and Sasuke told us about that little berserk moment you had after Kakashi's death- well, he's not dead now due to...Never mind that's a different story-," one that I already know, "Anyways, they told of how easily you used those jutsus. So...Once Tsunade-sama heard about it and thought it over, she agreed that you were in need of a new title. By now, everyone knows about your new title for whatever reason"

I cross my arms under my boobs where they're most comfortable in this position, "And just what is my new title?"

Sakura smiles, "Kasai no Megami, Goddess of Fire".

Before I can even modestly insist that I'm no where near being a goddess- seriously I'm not- there's a snarl and a roar as well as some shouting. "That doesn't sound good at all," I mutter to myself before jogging in the direction of the scuffle. What I see makes me rather angry, and I can't help but snarl as I snap out to the camp's guards, "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

One of them, a girl with brown hair and eyes spins around as she points a kunai at someone I find rather familiar. Damn she got here fast...Then again she has super long legs. "Some sort of tiger monster sent by the enemy has come for us! Says she was sent by someone named 'Cross' but I have no recollection of anyone with such a weird name".

I blanch, and then look to Sakura whom shrugs helplessly, "I'm Cross you helpless dolt. And that tiger you're trying to kill...?" I step forward and to the woman's side. She's maybe an inch or two smaller than I. I reach forward with my closest hand to her, and let a single claw rest on the weapon. With a bit of pressure and a cutting motion and, "She's one of my summons, you dolt. Her name is Vraci".

The eleven foot tiger that lowers a pink nose to touch the side of my head and blow a gust of air on me smiles as she speaks. "What are you doing here Cross? I thought you were looking for Kakashi and Naruto". The tiger is a mixture of greens. A light green underbelly with dark green-almost black- stripes and a forest green fur color to the rest of her. She's one of the few tiger summons I've got. Dark brown eyes are curious as she speaks.

I sigh and nod, "Yes but I decided to see if any one else already arrived at a medical camp. It just so happens that one of my students, Sakura, was here and well...Now here we are".

I turn on the ball of my foot and I hold up two clawed fingers. "Two things. One, Vraci is the top healing tiger in the clan. Feel free to ask her for anything; she'll be staying here. And two, where are Naruto and Kakashi?"

Sakura's eyes widen at the second question, "They're a good while north of us but-" she doesn't get time to ask as I take off, and head due north.

What I come to see after about five hours of flying is not only a giant ox-octopus, but a wild green jump suit with orange leg warmers, a mop of silver hair, and...Is that a giant fire-chakra made fox? Just what the hell kind of training did Naruto do- again- while I was asleep? I sigh and decide that a quick and fast introduction is made. However, that plan does nothing as I see an all too...Familiar mask. I stop my advance immediately, eyes wide. Not only in a fear of him that has been gouged into my soul, but also in a hate so powerful, that I think that that roof is almost ready to come off again. However, this doesn't happen; there will be no roof destruction today. While the ox-octopus thing is helping whom assume to be Naruto in some sort of form of his, I land silently on Kakashi's other side while Guy stands on his right. "Kakashi," I cause the two to jump, "That...Bastard. He's the one who attacked myself and the others," the others being Sasuke on one notice and the Tsu brothers on the other.

The two jump and turn to face me, and I greet one black orb and the other a Sharingan orb, "Cross...Chan?" Guy is the first to speak.

"That's my name," I grin to him, "Sorry I've been asleep so long".

Now it's Kakashi who speaks. I can see the relief in his eyes, and I'm sure he can see the same look in my own. Because that's all I feel right now. Even though the Tsu brothers would never lie to me- not even for their own gain- I couldn't help but have a part of me, most of me, that didn't believe them when they said that Kakashi was still alive. "No," he tells me, a smile obvious through his mask. Oh how I'd love to kiss those lips of his. Who knows how long it's been since I've done so, "Thank you for waking up and being here".

I smile back to him. And I can feel my tail wagging despite it being wrapped around my waist, "I wouldn't have it any other way. I love fighting at your side almost as much as I love you".

"I love you more than fighting at your side," he replies.

"Alright you two," Guy smiles out, "While I adore how brightly your flames of youth are burning right now, it's not the time to start making goo goo eyes". Damn Guy. When you're serious, you're serious.

Kakashi takes his eyes from me, and I from him, "You're right. Time to fight". He agrees with his long time rival.

"Finally," I snarl out, "I'll have a part in putting this man in his place".