Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Hidden Villages ❯ Juri of Flame and Water ( Chapter 8 )

“For some there is pleasure only in their own suffering, for others there is pleasure only in the suffering of others. For both however, pleasure is a painful experience that excites their darkest desires and sometimes these desires can become a catalyst for the most gruesome of acts.” –Temari, Genin from the Sand Village

Juri landed in a wide clearing, she took a moment to stretch out her sore muscles and let the light rain wash over her face. It's really been too long since last got to fight like this, hmm, how fun. I really hope those two kids can at least cause me to feel the pain I require to prove that I'm alive, and here they are now. As Juri thought about them, one of her foes, Kankuro landed behind her.

“You missed a golden opportunity to strike at my back, a fatal mistake on your part.” Juri said with a dull grin on her face, “Don't underestimate a former Chunin of Paradiseo little kit.”

“Sorry, but I have more honor then to attack an unarmed woman from behind.” Kankuro grinned as he sized Juri up; she was fast and athletically built, her relaxed stance meant that she clearly saw Kankuro as no threat to her. She isn’t carrying any visible weapons; is she a hand to hand specialist, maybe a genjutsu user or perhaps she relies on summoned beasts in combat? Maybe she uses long range ninjutsu techniques or her weapons are hidden underneath her jacket. I’ll need to attack before I’ll know for sure, but I’ll need to buy Temari enough time to get here.

“Well, you're a ninja, not a gentleman.” Juri said as she made her move; quickly slipping under Kankuro’s guard and before the young ninja realized that she’d moved, let alone that she’d entered fisticuff range with him she slammed her fist hard into Kankuro's gut. He realized what had happened as he vomited blood. Juri smiled and calmly said, “Sneak attacks and dirty tricks are the name of our game little boy.”

Kankuro weakly grasped at Juri's arm as he felt the pain launching through his body; she’d busted blood vessels and caused severe damage to his internal organs with her punch. The pain muddled his thoughts and made them race around in his head. She's fast, and strong; above my level for sure. But she's without a doubt a close range fighter; that must be why Kuroudo told me and Temari to take her on. And I went and fucked that up.

“Well, seems I've already taken you down.” Juri said dully as she withdrew her hand and started to back away from Kankuro with a look of disappointment on her face, “To be honest I'd hoped for a little bit of hurt from you boy.”

“You… bitch…” Kankuro weakly fell to the dampening ground, he’d been taken down pretty much in one blow; his vision was doubled and his gut felt like he’d been hit with a sledgehammer. Juri was obviously a far superior close combat ninja; however she likely was deficient at long range, Kankuro just needed to buy enough time for Temari to get to the fight. Kankuro struggled to remain conscious as he forced himself to stand back up.

“Well, you get points for persistence,” Juri said dully as she studied Kankuro; he’s barely standing as it is and I’m sure I damaged his intestines and caused internal bleeding as such he’s likely starting to lose consciousness. Maybe I’ll end this with a quick, hard blow to his celiac plexus (KF note: the celiac plexus is a vital pressure point on the abdomen of a human, a hard impact to it causes difficulty breathing and if it is struck hard enough the victim loses consciousness. The celiac plexus is also called the solar plexus), that’d knock him down for a good long while.

“I’m going to…” Kankuro struggled to say as he moved his fingers as stealthy as he could to avoid cluing Juri into his plan. He struggled to keep speaking, “kill you… if it’s the last thing… I do… you bitch…”

“I’m sure you will,” Juri chuckled at Kankuro’s pathetic display, “you’re no hand to hand kind of guy are you, Kankuro? If you were you’d be able to take the pain of my strike a lot better and you’d likely have been able to dodge it or at least have detected it. Obviously Kuroudo had chosen you to face me because I’m a close range fighter and hence you and the girl are medium or long range fighters. Thank you for the valid data on the types of fighters the Sand tends to produce but now you’re going to die.”

As those words escaped Juri's lips Kankuro's puppets launched out of the ground behind her, she lost her footing on the slick and breaking ground and she fell clumsily backward into black ant's trap. Juri hadn’t realized she was fighting a puppet master; Kankuro had caught her completely off guard. She fell in the open prison and before she could react the opening closed up, trapping her inside. Kankuro quickly manipulated crow, taking it apart and prepared to end the show with the poisoned blades aimed directly at their intended targets.

“IS THIS ALL THE AKATSUKI IS!?” Kankuro howled as he sent the poisoned blades in for the kill. You're dead now you bitch, good night Miss Akatsuki.

Juri was trapped inside the puppet; she easily knew what Kankuro was planning. She smiled as she began rapidly signing for a technique of her own and began to also log the new data into her mind; so he traps his foes in this puppet and then uses another to jam multiple blades into the imprisoned foe before they can react and also there are enough holes to ensure that anyone inside is skewered by the blades. How interesting, but I’m too fast for him or this neat little trick. Juri slammed her left hand against the bottom of the puppet, her left sleeve blew off her jacket as a powerful burst of chakra launched down her arm and the small chamber became engulfed in a brilliant white light just as the blades began to enter their intended holes.

“ALCHEMIC EXPLOSION!!!” Juri screamed and black ant blew apart in a brilliant explosion of white light; sending the puppet's construction out as deadly shrapnel into Kankuro's chest and the concussion of the blast launched him into the air. As he flew his blood painted the sky and ground, he'd been stunned by the explosive blast and as such he flew silently with a dull look of horror on his face. Juri calmly stepped out of the dust cloud where black ant once was, the left sleeve of her jacket was gone, revealing a tattoo sleeve that looked like the staff of Hermes.

“Kankuro…” Temari said with horrified realization, she’d landed on the field just as the puppet exploded and her brother was sent flying. She looked at the smiling beast, the woman who’d defeated her brother in under two minutes; the woman looked like some sort of nightmare as she stood unfazed in the falling rain.

“Looks like you finally got here,” Juri calmly said as she turned her head to Temari, “We have not been properly introduced yet; I am Juri of Flaming water. I am the intelligence portion of Koga's mind; I will take your life now.”

“Good to know,” Temari said harshly as she opened her fan, her untied hair flowing beautifully with the movement, “I am Temari of the Sand, and I'll be the one doing the killing.”

“Oh ho!” Juri chuckled out as she calmly took out a scroll and out of it she drew two kodachi (KF note: Japanese sword shorter than a Katana but too long to be a wakizashi) swords, “You might actually be worth using these! I already had to use my Alchemic Explosion to escape from those puppets. Kuroudo is truly a combat genius, he automatically chose the opponents that I'd have the most trouble with. Two medium range fighters against one who prefers close combat, Kankuro's mistake was getting within my range. You however won't make that mistake; you're much more dangerous than he was.”

Temari swung her fan at Juri, “SHUT THE FUCK UP!!”

Juri easily jumped over Temari's attack and rushed towards her, dual swords ready. Temari leapt backwards and closed the fan, as Juri closed Temari thrust the fan into her advancing foe's gut. Juri however, managed to recover from the attack and despite the pain she was surely experiencing continued to rush aggressively at Temari, who swung the fan like a club at the crazed woman. Juri managed to block all of Temari's strikes with her swords. Then Temari's heel caught a tree's exposed root and she lost her footing and as she fell Juri thrust her swords down at her shoulders.

“I HAVE YOU!!” Juri stabbed through Temari's left shoulder, Temari grinned at her attacker as her blood painted the air as brilliant red rain drops. Juri was hit hard in the chin by Temari's knee and the impact was enough to send her airborne and crack some of Juri's teeth. Temari hurriedly got to her feet and quickly opened the fan.

“WIND SCYTHE JUTSU!” Temari sent as much chakra as she could into her attack. Juri crossed her blades; a shock wave seemed to emanate from her body.

“FIRE DRAGON JUTSU!!” Juri swung the sword in her left hand at Temari and a dragon of flames appeared, then she swung her right blade, producing the same effect only with a dragon of water “WATER DRAGON JUTSU!!” And then Juri re-crossed her swords she screamed out, “YINYANG HARMONY!!”

The two dragons fused together and launched at the winds. The two attacks slammed together in the middle of the field. Temari's attack was easily the one that lost the exchange; it was merely a standard jutsu and the move Juri had used to counter it was obviously a high level jutsu so it charged through the wind scythes towards the stunned Temari. The dragons enveloped Temari and she was sent flying into the trees, Juri smiled sadistically as she admired her handy work.

“That was an impressive show young one; I haven’t been forced to use that technique in battle for a long time. It was my joker.” Juri said joyfully as she squinted at the tree line, “If you can still hear me, escape. Run away, you can't beat me.”

“The fuck I can't!” Temari said viciously as she leapt out of the tree line. She was in bad shape; her kimono was torn and frayed, she was bleeding from numerous cuts and she had a few burns but she fought against the pain to continue to fight Juri. Temari grit her teeth as she swung her fan which had a line of her blood smeared on it. Temari howled out, “KIRIKIRI MAI!!”

“Summoning!?” Juri leapt backward and readied her kodachis as she realized what Temari was doing. She watched as a little weasel appeared and it locked eyes with her, Juri looked in muted confusion at the new foe.

“Slash!” The little weasel said harshly and charged toward Juri dragging its scythe underneath its floating form. Juri realized what she was now facing and prepared for battle.

“Bring it!” Juri howled out as a wide smile spread across her face and she watched as the little weasel disappeared. It began slicing with impossible speed and Juri went on the defensive, swiping her swords in the violent whirlwind of sharp blades that had become the clearing. Juri was barely managing to block the kamaitachi's blows that were aimed at her vitals, her arms and legs were being sliced and diced and with each blocked blow Juri could hear the harsh scrape of metal and she could see chips and cracks beginning to form on her swords; luckily for her the cuts weren't life threateningly deep but then Juri looked up to see Temari, rushing towards her and she finally realized Temari’s true plan. Well played, well played.

“RAAAH!!!” Temari leapt in swinging her fan downwards, Juri raised her swords to block the attack, her mind racing with panicked thoughts. Then she felt the Kamaitachi slice her abdomen open, and she watched in horror as Temari's fan slammed down on the crossed swords.

“GAAAAAH!!!” Juri's swords shattered, the strain of the battle had weakened the metal and it just couldn't take anymore. Temari's fan slammed onto Juri's head and she smiled wide as she slammed face-first into the damp ground with stunning force, blood poured from her broken skull. Temari landed panting and in the motion of landing she’d tossed her fan and it’d landed about five feet away.

“Is… is it over?” Temari said, her fatigue showing through on her voice as she grabbed her side; she'd slammed into a tree pretty hard after Juri's attack. She looked down at her fallen foe, she looked dead. Then suddenly, her hand shot out and gripped Temari's ankle, Juri effortlessly pulled her down and pulled herself on top of her, arm cocked back to punch. Temari’s eyes widened in fright as she realized what was happening; so this is the strength of a Paradiseo Chunin, quite impressive. They sure can take abuse pretty well…

“THIS ISN'T OVER YET!!” Blood poured from Juri's forehead and mouth her face was a bloody mess contorted into a mask of twisted glee as she howled at Temari while grinning ear to ear. Juri brought her fist into Temari's face; the blow was accompanied by a heavy crunching sound. Juri smiled somehow wider as she continued punching Temari's face, and then Temari started to return the favor. They just kept slugging each other, Temari's forehead and ear were bleeding and her head began to ache from the abuse it was taking. Temari took a moment between punches to do a quick damage assessment on Juri; she couldn't tell where exactly all of Juri's blood was coming from it seemed to be from everywhere on her face; which had become a bloody red series of gashes. This had become a brutally messy exchange between the two of them, Temari wasn't used to such painful methods of combat; Juri however, was more than happy to be fighting drenched in blood, in fact she seemed to be truly enjoying herself. Temari cocked her arm back as much she could and delivered, with all her strength a shattering blow to Juri's nose.

Temari heard the cartilage brake as blood gushed out of Juri's crushed nose. The former Paradiseo Chunin grabbed her broken face and rolled off of Temari coming to rest by Temari's side still holding her broken face. Temari scrambled to her feet, fists ready if Juri still wanted to fight. Juri coughed; Temari could see that she wasn't about to be getting up anytime soon, her gut was split wide open; nearly to her spine, which was likely the only thing holding her together at this point and blood was pouring from the wound, her whole face and body was drenched in her own blood. If she manages to survive this, color me impressed…

“Are you finished now?” Temari said as she let herself relax, it was over. Juri jerked towards Temari, who leapt backwards in surprise. Juri grunted as she rolled over onto her stomach and began to pull herself toward Temari with a wide grin on her bloody face, her nails dug into the muddy ground as she pulled herself along.

“Come here, let's do that again!” Juri howled in mad glee to Temari with an eerie smile on her face. Juri's fingers dug into the mud and her nails ripped from her fingers, causing more blood to pour from her body. As she continued her painful crawl towards her horrified foe the light rain became a downpour and she howled out in impossible glee, “Come on, come on! Hurry, hurry! This is where the real fun begins! The both of us covered in wounds going at it to the death! This downpour is prefect! This is how a battle should be! This pain is my ecstasy, the purist high one like me can dream of! Temari! Make me feel this perfection of my emotions! I find pleasure only in my own suffering! Make me suffer more!”

Temari kicked Juri in the face as hard as she could, with a sickly popping sound Juri's body went limp and she finally stopped moving. Temari watched for a few moments as Juri’s blood soaked into the muddy ground, but she was truly defeated now.

“You crazy bitch,” Temari said to Juri's mangled form, she sighed letting her muscles relax. Then she felt a large boney hand firmly grip the back of her head. She screamed in horrified surprise as the grip tightened.

“The rain covered my advance quite well.” Menos said harshly as he effortlessly lifted Temari above his head, he looked at Juri, “Thanks for tenderizing my meal for me you masochistic moron.”

“Gaahh!!!” Temari screamed again and grunted in panic as she gripped uselessly at the thick arm that held her up. But it really was pointless; whoever was lifting her had her very high in the air (about ten feet up easily), had already over powered her, she was already exhausted from the battle with Juri and they were strong enough to easily lift her with one hand; she had no chance of winning the battle she was now in.

“Well let’s just see what we have here,” Menos said as he sniffed at Temari's sides with his large nose and his eyes lit up and he howled out his glee at his realization, “And she's pregnant! Just conceived I'd guess too! Your organs will taste superb little would-be mother!”

“PUT ME DOWN!” Temari tried to kick at Menos but it was no use, he just shook her violently which caused big red and black splotches to appear in her vision. Temari let her body go limp; she was too injured and tired to continue fighting anymore. She let her mind process the new information; great, I guess with that nose of his he can smell the hormones of my body; that's quite an impressive skill he's got there. And I guess it's good to know I'll die as an expecting teen mother, go me. Let’s see what I’ve learned about myself in the last twenty-four hours; I like girls and boys, I like my girls to have nice soft bellies and wide hips and big breasts are very nice, I like to take multiple partners in bed, I want to have a nice soft belly, maybe even a big soft belly and wide hips too and I’m going to be a mom; assuming I don’t die. Wonderful, Dad must be proud! I just don't want to die in this shitty place; I've got other things to live for. Good Goddess, please send help; you owe me after all the bullshit I've been through, do this one favor for me. Please, someone; I'm in need of help… anyone.

“Put her down!” a voice said and Menos jerked his head towards the voice; Sasuke stood behind Menos, with eyes full of rage. His shoulder was bandaged roughly, battlefield medicine was always so sloppy but it got the job done.

“And what do you want?” Menos said cruelly as he threw Temari to the ground and watched as she quickly scuttled away towards the tree line holding her damaged gut. Menos re-grew his right arm and looked down on Sasuke. As it was he was more than twice the boy’s height and most certainly twice the boy’s age.

“I want to finish what we started a little while ago you freak.” Sasuke pointed at Menos, “I'm going to kill you!”

“Are you now?” Menos said with a tone of amusement on his rough voice as he took to a fighting stance, “Try it!”

To be continued….

I knew I should have just had Temari and Juri mud wrestle naked…

-Kazuki Ferret