So, I'm going to try and update this story every two or three days. Since I'm writing this on microsoft I want it to be at least three pages long before I post the next chapter... that way you have simi-long chapters to read ^-^
Anyways. Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Naruto, anything that was created by Masashi Kishimoto i do not own. I only own my OC(s), understand? Good? Okay now, on with the story~
What happened last time:
"Well," Choji tilts his head. "What if you decide to settle down in another village?" His question was reasonable enough to answer but she frowns none the less.
"You see…" She pauses, her hand dropping from his shoulder to slide inside her kimono. "If one from the Rurousha clan decides that they wish to settle down in a village they must drop their last name, Rurousha." She offers a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "If you noticed I have two first names. If, for example, I decide that I have fallen in love with someone here and wanted to live here I would drop my last name, Rurousha, and adopt one of my first names to be my last until I marry that person. So then…" She drifts off to see if Choji followed, but by the looks of it he didn't. She opens her mouth to continue but was interrupted by Nara.
"So then your name would be Kyoui, Kumo or vice versa." He tilts his head slightly to look at the couple before looking back up at the sky.
"Yes, that is correct, Nara-kun." She offers him a smile before looking at Choji, "Since I prefer to be called Kumo that would be my first name and my last name would turn into Kyoui."
"Oh" He nods, stuffing another handful of chips into his mouth as he thought it over. "So that makes sense, kind of."
There was a silence that was slowly becoming awkward but a forced cough caught their attention. Standing next to them was a male Nin that looked no higher than a chunin, with pale black hair that was slowly receding into gray. She raised an eyebrow, showing no signs of being shocked that he was there while Choji was consumed with a coughing fit over his chips. Shikamaru, on the other hand, didn't seem to take notice of the Nin; he remained lying with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep and not listening to a word any of them said.
"Excuse the interruption." The Nin started, looking at all like he didn't care either way if he interrupted or not. "Akimichi, Choji; Nara, Shikamaru? The hokage has requested both of your presence in her office." That got everyone's attention; Choji stopped munching on his chips, Shikamaru (the lazy Nin that he is) sighs and rolls onto his side with his head propped up on his hand, and she makes a mental note that their leader, this 'hokage,' was a female as well as Choji's last name being Akimichi.
"What's this about, exactly?" Shikamaru wonders out loud, his voice never rising above the bored tone. The male Nin didn't answer; instead his eyes turned to her and stared at her in question. She couldn't help but huff, making it painfully obvious that she thought this was stupid she slips her hands into her sleeves, raised them to head height and slammed both of her palms against her ears. If that wasn't enough she turned around so her back faced him and began a 'la-la-la-lo-lo-lo' rant so there wasn't any way she could hear him.
"You can state your business now, fellow suspicious Nin," She interrupts her rant to call out loudly, "Don't worry I can't hear you over the sound of my own-" She was interrupted by a hand on her shoulder. Releasing her ears she turns to see Choji's hand before shifting her gaze to his face.
"You can stop now, Kumo, he told us what we needed to know." He offers an apologetic smile, a sub-line message that told her he would tell her what it was about if he could have.
Turning she looks at the male Nin before grinning, "No worries, I already know what it was about." The Nin's eyes narrowed and his whole body tensed up; Choji, too, frowned and drops his hand from her shoulder. The only one who didn't react wrongly was Shikamaru, who was in the process of standing up slowly. She grins again and places her hands on her hips above her obi, "Y'all were talking about the Ramen Eating Contest, right?" She makes a sad face before patting Choji's shoulder sympathetically, "Sorry, Akimichi-kun, your hokage probably wants you and Uzumaki-kun to set out because the cook can't handle it, right? Touch break, don't worry I'll treat you to bar-b-q."
Choji, being a big eater as he was, turns his gaze sharply towards his lazy friend and asks quickly, "There's a Ramen Eating Contest?" She was surprised when the one to laugh was, in fact, the lazy Nin himself, personally she though that he would have distastefully mocked both of them for being stupid but his laugh wasn't much, just a short chuckle that sounded like a cough more than anything else. The male Nin's body seemed to relax slightly and his eyes stopped their narrowed view; it seemed that if the other two ninjas weren't worried about her then he didn't have to be either.
"Yeah there is one, there was a poster in the stall last night, would've sworn that you saw it but," He shrugs as if it didn't matter to him; knowing him as little as she did she can swear that it didn't. "But," His gaze looks at her for a moment before tilting his head back to look at the sky, "That's not what the Hokage wanted to talk to us about, and no I'm not going to tell you, you troublesome woman."
Her mouth opens up into a small 'o' at the insult he threw at her before resorting, "I wasn't going to ask you, you bothersome male." At the look on Choji's face she finishes it off with a raspberry and crossing her arms under her chest.
That did it, somehow Choji ended up leaning against the tree in a fit of laughter while the male Nin coughed to hid his smile and Shikamaru just stared at her with unclouded shock. She makes a 'hump' sound before slipping her left arm inside her kimono and patting Choji on his shoulder with her right hand, "Akimichi-kun, I'm going to go look for an inn now that it's light out." She nods her head at the male Nin, "It was nice being a suspicious person for you, Mister Nin, but I must really be going." She turns and starts to walk away, her hand raised to the height of her head in a silent farewell before Choji calls out.
"H-hey, Kumo! H-how about I invite some of my friends to dinner, s-so you can meet more people here!" She pauses, turns slightly to look back at him, and a grateful smile graces her lips causing both Choji and the Nin to blush; Shikamaru, on the other hand, was currently with his back to her, annoyed that she dared to insult him.
"I'd love that, Akimichi-kun; I'll look forward to it." Slipping her hand into her kimono she walks off, completely ignoring the lazy Nin's complaint of "What a drag, why'd you invite HER and EVERYONE ELSE?" He stressed the 'her' and 'everyone else' to show that he did NOT like the idea very much. "Don't expect ME to come, it's too bothersome."
Snorting she decides to have fun and calls over her shoulder, "Love you too, Kangaroo!" She listened as he seemed to sputter at his new nickname but she didn't wait to see how he'd rebut. Turning the corner she takes a deep breath of the morning air before beginning her hunt for an inn. As she walked she noticed that several people who were up openly stared at her; she hums at the back of her throat. 'Perhaps,' she thought idly. 'Perhaps they are unaccustomed to seeing a swordswoman… especially one who is traveling alone.' Clearing her throat she walks up to an older couple, slipping one hand out of her sleeve to hold out to them.
"Excuse me," Her voice, normally quiet and bored, was sweet and calming. She didn't want to scare the old couple when all she wanted was some information. "you wouldn't happen to know where an inn is, do you?"
The older couple, who had busied themselves rearranging their fruit in their stall, looks up with kind eyes. The older woman was small, her back hunched over inside her dull blue kimono, she barely reached up to Kumo's chest. She offers a small smile to the little old woman who returned it before grabbing ahold of her husband's hand. Her husband, being taller than his little wife was probably an inch or two shorter than Kumo, herself. While his wife had to use a cane he was able to stand up straight without one, although he seemed to prefer taking his weight off of his left leg.
"Yes." The old lady reaches out and takes Kumo's hand gently in her own. "We actually own an inn, right… right here." She turns slightly and looks up at the building behind them. It wasn't much, barely standing it obviously seen better days; it was a single story and as the couple lead her inside she noticed it probably had one room not including the couple's. The living room took up half of the house itself, an open space with a single table and four pillow seats around it. To the left were a gas stove and a small cabinet underneath it; to the right was a bookshelf with random trinkets. Gracing the back wall were two sliding, paper doors; one leading to the room she would occupy and one room for the couple. She makes an 'hmm' noise in the back of her throat as she steps around the table.
"You do not mind if I look at the room, do you Ojīchan, O bāchan?" She offers a kind smile to the older couple when they nodded their heads and slips into the small room. It was big enough for her to lay down in, with a small futon as well as a small writing table, a window setting above it. She slips back out of the room and notice that the couple seemed scared she might decide that it was too small, too old for her. Giving them a reassuring smile she pulls out a small bag from inside her kimono.
"How much do I pay Ojīchan and O bāchan for three week's stay?" When they made sputtering sounds she only smiles at them and pulls out a few gold pieces.
"W-well," The husband starts, moving his hands around in a vague manner, "You are our first guest in… in a long while, ah… I don't, don't think we can accept that much pay!" She didn't allow them to refuse though, with kind hands she presses the gold pieces against the palm of his hand and closes his fingers around it.
"Ojīchan," She starts, causing them to quiet down. "Your place, it may be small but I like it, please accept it." They sigh, knowing that they had lost the battle of her pay and gladly accepts.
"Young lady, what is your name?" O bāchan asks, both of her hands resting on top of her cane.
"Hmm," Looking up she slips her hand inside her sleeve before setting it against her chin in thought. "My full name is Rurousha, Kyoui-kumo…" She smiles and crosses her arms over her stomach again, "But everyone who knows me calls me Kumo."
Nodding with understanding the old couple sits down at the table and smiles up at her. "The outhouse and washroom are in the backyard." O bāchan starts before setting her cane down on top of the table. She looks Kumo up and down before frowning. "Do you have any cloths besides the one you are wearing, dearie?"
Kumo laughs nervously, her hand slipping into her sleeve before rubbing the back of her neck. "No, O bāchan, I do not. Being a nomad, such as myself, it's easier to carry only what's on your back." Shrugging absently she sits down across from the old lady, "It's honestly no skin off of my back; I don't care for caring a bag of clothing as I walk."
So like i said before, Sorry if this is a short chapter, it's only about 3 pages on microsoft. and i'm typing more as we speak...type...read... so yeah ^^"
Oh, also i have changed the names of her attacks:
Kage no tsume-jutsu (Shadow claw Jutsu)
Kage no kurōn-jutsu (Shadow clone Jutsu)
Akuma no tsume-jutsu (Demon claw Jutsu)
Kaze kōgeki-jutsu (Wind Attack Jutsu)
Kaze no kenjutsu (Wind sword Jutsu)
Enerugī kyūshū-hō (Energy Absorption Technique):
Heihei ichi Kenbu (level one: Sword dance)
Heihei nee Tatsumaki no dangan (Level two: Tornado bullet)
Heihei San Jinsei no sutoraiki (Level three: Life strike)
Heihei shi Kūki no bunkatsu (Level four: Air split)