Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Akatsuki Geschichten ❯ Chapter 10

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Your heart was racing once more as you leapt down to dodge his next swing. “I'll tell you what, if you can land at least five hits on me, you'll be finished for today…” “Five??!” you said to yourself. Kisame then hurled his large sword at you horizontally. You rolled over on the ground, just missing it. You stood up. “You can't just keep dodging my attacks, name…!” he shouted a few yards away. You were thinking on your feet, that's for sure, you just didn't know how to fight back. After knowing you obtained a wind element, you felt hopeless! “So what, do I blow him away like a tornado?!” you said with disbelief. Kisame was charging at you for a punch. You decided to force all of your chakra into your right fist. You were terribly scared, but you ended up sending Kisame two yards away. You stared at your hand amused; its blue aura surrounded your fist. You smiled feeling proud of yourself. “Alright!” You shook your wrist to ease the pain from the blow. Kisame wiped some blood off of his cheek, grinning. He retrieved his sword, and came for you again. You were feeling confident after knowing what you were able to do. You focused your chakra into your right leg, preparing for a kick. “Okay, knock `em out, name….” you told yourself. As soon as you kicked, Kisame's sword blocked your attack. You felt something strange in your limb. “Wha—what's happening?!” you yelled. Kisame smiled, showing his razor sharp teeth. “This, dear child is Samehada…” you examined his sword with your leg stuck in the air. “It devours chakra…” your eyes widened with shock. You instantly feel your entire leg go numb. “Augh!” you fell to the ground. Kisame was about to attack from above. You then gained the courage to kick with your wounded limb. It was a success. You stared at your bandaged leg in amazement. You see your wind energy flowing around it. You stood up. Kisame looked at you with suspicion. “What is she…?” You started to unravel your bandages. Cloth with semi-dry blood slowly fell to the dirt ground. For the first time in two months you saw your leg, completely exposed. You stood in a battle position, poised to whatever trick Kisame had up his sleeve. “C'mon…” you growled. You were getting heated up after replaying Kisame's comment about you in your mind over and over again. It really made you tick. Kisame executed a shadow clone technique. You burrowed your eyebrows in annoyance. You sprinted at the Kisame on the left, trying to figure out which one was real. You roundhouse kicked it from a foot away. Water splashed on your leg. “A water clone?! ” The Kisame on the right managed so slice your back with his sword. You spun around abruptly, clutching the fresh wound. You saw the dark red blood stain the blades of grass you stood on. You had a look of anguish on your face. You knelt down onto the ground, still holding your back. “Shit…” Kisame wielded his sword before you. “You're lucky to get one hit on me. You have three more to go, name. Now get up!!!” he opened his mouth, and millions of gallons of water spewed out of it. Within seconds, you were struggling to stay above the surface. Kisame was walking on the water with ease! You forced the remains of your chakra to your feet. You were slowly lifted to the surface. Your legs were feeling like linguini by now. Kisame chuckled at you. “Well! Looks like someone's out of chakra…!” You tried to charge at him with your fist, but automatically fell to the ground. Your whole body went numb. “Guh…” you panted heavily. Sweat was dripping on the ground from your forehead. Kisame walked to you slowly. He lowered to your height. “I guess we can stop… Learn to manage your chakra properly, name. You just might go all the way, next time.” He helped you to your feet. Your head felt extremely light, and you ended up passing out. “Hey!” Kisame held your head up. He tossed you over his back, and headed for the apartment. Itachi was pacing the floor when Kisame arrived. “What's wrong with you?” Itachi stopped pacing. He looked at your motionless form. “I should be asking you the same question...” Kisame looked puzzled. “What are you talking about?” “You just take her places without letting me know about it?” Kisame sighed, and laid you onto the couch. “It shouldn't even be your concern, Itachi. I was training her.” Itachi's voice grew louder. “Training her? For what?!” “She can't stay weak forever, Itachi! You and I both know that Pein won't accept any lightweight!! She even knew that…” Kisame glanced at you resting. Your face was still moist with traces of dirt on your cheek. “Why would you care about name's whereabouts, anyway?” “Because we're a team, we need to be aware of what's going on in our cell...” Kisame sat on the ground next to you. “Well if we are a `team', we need to make sure our comrades are able to do battle, even if that means roughening them up a bit. You wouldn't want to face the Kyuubi kid on your own, would you?” Itachi's eyes grew fierce, as he headed to the door. “We need to be in Rain country. Now.” Kisame smirked at Itachi's response. He lifted you from the couch, and carried you the rest of the way to Hidden Rain Village. You were completely drained after Kisame's rigorous training session. During the walk to said destination, you opened your eyes slightly, accidentally catching a glimpse of Itachi. You shut your eyes tightly, sinking your face into Kisame's shoulder. “Stupid…stupid…” You sniffed the air briefly. It smelled like fresh water. As soon as this clicked in your mind, rain started pouring down on your back. Your head flew up in the air. “Ah! That's c-c-cold!” you jumped down from Kisame's shoulder, and clutched your upper arms. You looked at where you were. It was a dark city, with tons of towers. The sky was absolutely gray, no tints of blue sky existed. People wore rain cloaks to stay dry. They all looked the same. The scene really intimidated you. “So this is it…” you looked up at Kisame and he nodded. The three of you stood in the middle of the road as citizens brushed past, contemplating on what this melancholy town had in store for you…