Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Shinobi: The Next Generation ❯ Modo Uchiha Onna ( Chapter 4 )

Konnichiwa guys! I uh, kinda got grounded, so, uh ya, well here is the next chapter finally. BTW, all you bastards who read stories but don't review, REVIEW, KAMI KASU!!!!!!

No, already, I don't own Naruto, or any Naruto characters, all I own is several volumes of Inu Yasha manga.

 

Shinobi: The Next Generation

Chapter 3: Modo Uchiha Onna (ha. Crazy Fan Lady)

 

Neko, Ame, and Atsui arrived in Konoha after, as Atsui described it, a boring, uneventful waste of five hours. They walked into a clearing, which was occupied by a group of four people, two of which were sparring. The leader, a tall woman with green hair and purple eyes called the two to a halt as the sand nins approached.

“Hello! Welcome to Konoha! My name is Yamamira Ara, and this bunch of useless idiots is Team Five, Hyuuga Haru,” she gestured to the white-eyed girl leaning against a tree behind her. “Uchiha Sakura,” a girl with black eyes stared at the group uninterested, “and Uzumaki Shio.” She nodded in the direction of the only boy in the group, an amused looking blonde wearing a violently orange jacket. “ Are you the team from Suna?” Ara asked in a crisp, friendly voice.

“That red-headed one looks kinda familiar,” Shio spoke up looking at Neko, “ No it couldn't be, could it? She dissapeared almost over ten years ago, gramps said. Could she be, Sabaku No Neko?” Eyes flashing with anger, at the mention of her name, Neko grabbed her large black fan from its plcae on her back and deftly drew it open.

“Kaze Akai!” she screamed, sweeping her fan in front of her, raising large blades of reddish wind up from the ground which hit Shio full on in the stomach, slicing his arms and legs and sending him sailing backwards. Unnoticed, Sakura came up behind Neko, foot aimed at her head. * SLAM*

Ara caught her foot in midair inches from Neko's head.

“Save the fighting for later. Shio deserved that. Even he knows better than to go around insulting foreign ninja.” The woman told her quietly still holding her foot. She let Sakura down slowly so she wouldn't fall. Ame and Atsui stared in shock that someone had actually gotten close enough to Neko without getting hurt. As Haru helped Shio to his feet, a second group of people walked in, two boys and a short girl. One of the boys had marron flames ingraved into his cheeks below his eyes, while the other one had brown hair wild enough to rival Atsui's own electric blue spikes. Amongst the wild appearance of the two boys, the girl looked like an angel. She was wearing a stark white kimono that had draping angel sleeves that almost hit the back of her heels when her arms were at her sides. A huge crimson sash cut through the center of it all, as if she had been sliced open and her life blood was draining into the peerless fabric as they spoke. Her hair was, if possible, whiter than her dress and had several red beads strung onto her bangs that hung down further than the rest of her short cropped hair. Neko looked into the girls eyes with well disguised shock. They were a brilliant crimson, the color of fresh blood.

“Welcome to,” Ara started, only to be interupted by one of the boys.

“We know. We heard you on our way over. We are the team from Aisuhagakure, Shioroi Kagami”, the girl gave a slight curtsy, “Mizu Osoi,” the brown haired boy stared ahead, ignoring everything, “and myself, Atsui Natsu.” A note of sadness coursed through Neko's head. Natsu, her father's name. Mentally, she added the boy's name to the list of people she had to kill, It was growing long and included, unsurprisingly, her grandfather's and Ame's names. On second thought, she added that unfortunate Uchiha girl's. Sakura, was it? The bitch had almost hit her, much good it would have done. Atsui and Ame talked about their families. Neko often wondered what it was like to have a normal life, to have a home to go to, and people to care about. Poor Sakura, she was just like her, no family, no people to love or care for her. Neko could fix that. Yes, she could do that. Roused out of her reverie, Neko looked up to see that Ara had been giving directions to the inn.

“Thank you” a new voice called softly. It was that weird white girl, Kagami. Whatever Natsu had been about to say was cut off by a look from the tiny girl. Two men walked into the clearing, obviously the leaders of the two teams.Looking up, the blonde one waved, “ Ara! Long time no see!” his smile slide off as he noticed Shio leaning against a very pissed looking Haru.

He walked over to Neko, anger written all over his face. Neko, do you even know who that kid is? He's the Hokage's grandson. He's the Hokage of Konoha's Grandson!!!!” he told her angrily, his face rapidly turning redder and redder.

“ Calm down Taizai. Shio deserved it. Even he should know better than to go around insulting foreign ninja” Ara told him, repeating herself.

“Konnichiwa, Niku!” the green haired jounin smiled at the tall ice nin beside her. He glanced around at everyone . His eyes widened at the sight of Neko, but wisely said nothing, also noticing she hadn't put her fan away yet.

“Neko, put that thing away. Ara,” Taizai turned to the green haired woman again, “ We'll see you tommorrow.”

“Sayonara, Taizai, Niku!” Ara shouted to the two jounin as they lead their teams toward the inns. “Okay! Tommorrow I want to see you three here two hours before before you check in.”, she said to her team.

“But, Ara-sensei, That's like, 5:00 a.m.!”, protested Shio. * WHAM * Both Haru and Sakura hit Shio as hard as possible on the head.