Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Tonsou Ninja ❯ What Happened and What is to Happen ( Chapter 7 )
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By: blackflames8 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 03.07.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 363 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 03.07.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 363 | Status: Work In Progress
“It’s been a while Haru, how have you been?” Kakashi asks her. But I am confused, she said she wanted to meet him, wouldn’t that mean that she hasn’t seen him before? Or is this one of those second coming things?
“I’m fine, no thanks to you,” she says angrily. Is there a connection between them that I haven’t heard about?
It can’t be, she’s from around here, isn’t she? Or did they meet when Kakashi was on a mission around here? Only time will tell, if we have that kind of time.
“You were exceptional last time, I must admit it was very hard to keep up with you. But it seems you still remember very well even though it was several years ago,” he adds as she touches her stomach where her scar is.
“But you never did finish the job, did you?” she asks.
There’s no doubt about it now, these two fought, and it must have been Kakashi that gave her that scar. Is he going to try and finish her off now and then go for me? I can’t let him have that chance.
“You came for me,” I tell him. “Leave her out of this--”
“Naruto, shut up,” Haru commands. “Right now, this is what I want so stay out of it. I have some unfinished business to attend.” She steps forward.
“Stay where you are, Haru.” It is Gaara this time. “I forbid you to fight with Kakashi.”
“You don’t really have much of a choice now do you? I’ve waited day after day for this time to come; and now that it has, I am going to take advantage of it.”
“You should listen to your boyfriend,” Kakashi advises her.
“Not a chance.”
She charges but I can tell she isn’t using her bloodline, far too slow for that.
Kakashi on the other hand doesn’t seem to be holding back. He has lifted his forehead protector from over his Sharingan eye and is ready to use it.
“Still with the same old tricks, huh Kakashi?”
“Not even close.” He drops into the sand as soon as she reaches him, Shinjuu Zanshu no Jutsu.
“Nice try Kakashi, but I can detect you even underground.” Her bloodline activates, I can feel its power even from here, she must be pouring a lot into it, she’ll run herself dry if she does that.
She jumps and is followed by about half a dozen arms reaching out of the ground.
“Shadow clones won’t work--” but she doesn’t get to finish before Kakashi, presumably the real one, appears behind her and slams her back down to the ground.
She rolls to her side as an arm juts out of the ground and narrowly misses her but another grabs her and pulls her flat against the ground with the real Kakashi standing over her.
“This looks oddly familiar,” he says. “Wouldn’t you agree?”
“Maybe so, but I learned from that mistake and you won’t get me with it twice!” She lifts her feet and slams them hard into the ground and the arms disappear.
She continues to roll to the side, arms popping up one after the other. A shuriken flies through the air and it’s about to hit its mark, and Haru’ll have to chose between getting caught by the arms or the shuriken though I can’t say which is worse.
But as she rolls onto her stomach, she pushes off with her hands and disappears as the shuriken lands in the ground where she had been not a second ago. She reappears several feet away and skids to a stop about ten feet from there.
“Is that the best you can do even with that stupid Sharingan?” she asks in a haughty tone.
He appears behind her, kunai placed against her throat. “You never did learn to mind your surroundings did you? And I do remember telling you never to get caught from behind didn’t I?”
“Maybe, but then again, you weren’t the best at it either.” Her body melts away, or she is turning to sand more than likely. I seem to remember Gaara using that move; maybe she copied it with her bloodline.
She reforms behind him and tries to take hold of him. He struggles but doesn’t get too far by it.
“I see you’ve learned a few tricks from Gaara,” he says calmly. “But I just hope that you didn’t only recently learn that technique because it’s a bit more common these days.” His body, like Haru’s before him, begins to slowly break apart.
“Not so fast!” Haru yells. I sense that she will use a technique so I use my bloodline to copy it. Five seals, simple enough but even still, I can tell that she’s wasting chakra, lots of it. She slaps her hand to his chest and the part of him that had turned into sand reattaches itself to its respective body part.
“What did you do to me?” he asks, bewildered.
“Body Sealing Technique, one of my personal creations. You’d be surprised by the things you think up when you’re but a few inches from death. And of course, after you brought me to that condition, I could think of nothing more than finding a way to keep you from moving long enough to kill you.” She does another jutsu, ground type that wraps sand around most of his body, mainly his limbs and hands.
She unlocks her arms from his and pulls away. “The question now is…” she says, circling him slowly, “how to do it.”
“That’s enough Haru,” I say. “You’ve won already, there’s no need to drag this on anymore.”
“Shut up, Naruto! Stay out of this; this is my time, not yours and it isn’t over till I say it is.” She pauses for a while, thinking of what she is going to do to him, but even Gaara is powerless to stop her. She smiles. “You know what I’m going to do don’t you Kakashi? Then again how could you forget that? It was one of the few missions you’ve failed, correct?”
“And you shall fail it too. I would honestly like to see you try and do that, go ahead and try it if you have the guts to do it.” He seems more calm, more collected, but there is an uneasy air about him; is he unsure of what is going on or unsure whether he is fully right in his words?
But what are they talking about? Is this an earth technique? Must be since fire wastes too much chakra, water is about as abundant as ice cold temperatures here, and wind is a very uncommonly used technique type.
“I am not as weak as you were, I came here tonight to do away with you and guess what I’m going to do? You fell for me and that was your weakness, a big flaw at that.”
“Kakashi? Fell for you?” I ask bewilderedly.
“Of course, but it was a different kind of falling for,” she responds. “It wasn’t so much that he fell in love with me or anything. I think it was guilt or something like it. You see, he killed my mother, a distinguished ninja in this country. And then he realized that I was there. His mission was to kill both of us, my mother as well as myself but he couldn’t bring it upon himself to attack such a young girl who seemed capable of just about nothing. I attacked him out of anger even after he promised to let me live under the circumstances that I stay hidden for the rest of my life.
“Every attempt was useless though and he finally got angry and attacked back, giving me this scar,” she says while tracing the scar with her finger.
“But even then she refused to quit and eventually passed out on the floor from blood loss--it was quite pathetic to look at. But I caved and helped her, bandaged her up, waited till she stabilized, and then left her.”
“And now it’s time to return the favor, except only one of us is going to walk away from this this time.”
“Are you actually thinking about killing him?” I ask without thought or remorse.
She looks at me as though I am crazy and it’s obvious that’s what she thinks. “Of course I am. What else would you do if that’s what someone did to your mother and attempted to do to you? Not that you can make a legitimate response to that considering that your parents used you so you‘d only have to worry about yourself.”
“It doesn’t give you the right to kill him. Killing isn’t going to bring back your mother, so what purpose does it serve?”
“Well, one purpose really. To make me feel a whole lot better.” She slams her hands together making a bunch of seals.
I grab the summoning scroll from my side and open it, running towards Haru I summon the Uzumaki sword and prepare to block her attack. Surprisingly enough, a sword draws up from the sand; very elegant-looking, like a sword that belongs to a higher-classman.
She brings the sword upon Kakashi--I don’t think I can make it in time. I speed up, literally pouring energy into my legs as I cut through the sand. But as I reach Haru, I notice that she has stopped moving entirely. The sword is over Kakashi’s head, maybe three inches at max and I can see the sand binding him slowly falling away.
“Told you, you wouldn’t be able to do it,” Kakashi says cockily.
“Well…I still have enough strength to reveal that beautiful mug of yours once more.” She drops the sword, cutting the fabric of his mask. She in turn falls to the ground which rises to catch her before slamming hard into the ground.
I look back at Gaara. “You couldn’t have done that before?” I ask in disbelief.
“She would have dodged it without hardly any effort,” he replies dismally.
“You control sand! We’re in the desert! And you couldn’t even detain your girlfriend? What the heck?” I yell.
“You’re still as pathetic as you were back then,” Kakashi says to Haru’s body. “Now on with business--”
“What happened to her?” I cut in.
“I would think the answer to that is obvious; she ran out of chakra. She’s lucky to be alive--”
“Why did she run out? Did you use a jutsu on her to drain her chakra?”
His eyes narrow as if to question my sanity. “Of course not--”
“Then why did she run out? Everyone can tell when they’re at their limit--”
“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t cut me off again,” he says impatiently. “But to answer your question, normally one will be able to tell when their limit has been reached. She is different though; sort of a variation of Rock Lee only with worse repercussions. She can’t detect chakra, sure she can use it, but when it comes to sensing it, not even a little. Maybe you noticed she activated her bloodline to detect me underground when it would have cost less energy to simply sense my chakra.”
For the first time, I notice, or at least recognize the fact that Kakashi’s mask has split and I can see his face, all of it. It isn’t anything special, what you’d expect from seeing the top half. The scar on his eye extends nearly to the bottom of his face where it cuts just short of his jawbone and both his mouth and nose are pretty much the way you imagine them to be.
He sees me staring and is quick to recover. “Well you know how much I hate formalities so lets skip straight to the point, are you coming back now or will this end up in another fight?”
“Another fight? This will be the first, or are you still in denial that my clone defeated you?”
“I guess that’s a no.”
“I’m not going back now that I know that Sakura has been caught so I will stop at nothing to beat you. Don’t expect anything less than my best,” I warn him. But even my warning won’t serve him any good at this point.
He assumes a stance, but it wont do him any good, my clone is already positioned right under him as a distraction. Only thing that counts now is strategy and it’s about to come into play.
I am so sorry that I haven’t updated this in a while. It probably isn’t as good as the previous chapters because I’m out of practice. I’ve been so busy with midterms and what not that I haven’t had any time to myself. But I hope you enjoyed it all the same. ^__^
“I’m fine, no thanks to you,” she says angrily. Is there a connection between them that I haven’t heard about?
It can’t be, she’s from around here, isn’t she? Or did they meet when Kakashi was on a mission around here? Only time will tell, if we have that kind of time.
“You were exceptional last time, I must admit it was very hard to keep up with you. But it seems you still remember very well even though it was several years ago,” he adds as she touches her stomach where her scar is.
“But you never did finish the job, did you?” she asks.
There’s no doubt about it now, these two fought, and it must have been Kakashi that gave her that scar. Is he going to try and finish her off now and then go for me? I can’t let him have that chance.
“You came for me,” I tell him. “Leave her out of this--”
“Naruto, shut up,” Haru commands. “Right now, this is what I want so stay out of it. I have some unfinished business to attend.” She steps forward.
“Stay where you are, Haru.” It is Gaara this time. “I forbid you to fight with Kakashi.”
“You don’t really have much of a choice now do you? I’ve waited day after day for this time to come; and now that it has, I am going to take advantage of it.”
“You should listen to your boyfriend,” Kakashi advises her.
“Not a chance.”
She charges but I can tell she isn’t using her bloodline, far too slow for that.
Kakashi on the other hand doesn’t seem to be holding back. He has lifted his forehead protector from over his Sharingan eye and is ready to use it.
“Still with the same old tricks, huh Kakashi?”
“Not even close.” He drops into the sand as soon as she reaches him, Shinjuu Zanshu no Jutsu.
“Nice try Kakashi, but I can detect you even underground.” Her bloodline activates, I can feel its power even from here, she must be pouring a lot into it, she’ll run herself dry if she does that.
She jumps and is followed by about half a dozen arms reaching out of the ground.
“Shadow clones won’t work--” but she doesn’t get to finish before Kakashi, presumably the real one, appears behind her and slams her back down to the ground.
She rolls to her side as an arm juts out of the ground and narrowly misses her but another grabs her and pulls her flat against the ground with the real Kakashi standing over her.
“This looks oddly familiar,” he says. “Wouldn’t you agree?”
“Maybe so, but I learned from that mistake and you won’t get me with it twice!” She lifts her feet and slams them hard into the ground and the arms disappear.
She continues to roll to the side, arms popping up one after the other. A shuriken flies through the air and it’s about to hit its mark, and Haru’ll have to chose between getting caught by the arms or the shuriken though I can’t say which is worse.
But as she rolls onto her stomach, she pushes off with her hands and disappears as the shuriken lands in the ground where she had been not a second ago. She reappears several feet away and skids to a stop about ten feet from there.
“Is that the best you can do even with that stupid Sharingan?” she asks in a haughty tone.
He appears behind her, kunai placed against her throat. “You never did learn to mind your surroundings did you? And I do remember telling you never to get caught from behind didn’t I?”
“Maybe, but then again, you weren’t the best at it either.” Her body melts away, or she is turning to sand more than likely. I seem to remember Gaara using that move; maybe she copied it with her bloodline.
She reforms behind him and tries to take hold of him. He struggles but doesn’t get too far by it.
“I see you’ve learned a few tricks from Gaara,” he says calmly. “But I just hope that you didn’t only recently learn that technique because it’s a bit more common these days.” His body, like Haru’s before him, begins to slowly break apart.
“Not so fast!” Haru yells. I sense that she will use a technique so I use my bloodline to copy it. Five seals, simple enough but even still, I can tell that she’s wasting chakra, lots of it. She slaps her hand to his chest and the part of him that had turned into sand reattaches itself to its respective body part.
“What did you do to me?” he asks, bewildered.
“Body Sealing Technique, one of my personal creations. You’d be surprised by the things you think up when you’re but a few inches from death. And of course, after you brought me to that condition, I could think of nothing more than finding a way to keep you from moving long enough to kill you.” She does another jutsu, ground type that wraps sand around most of his body, mainly his limbs and hands.
She unlocks her arms from his and pulls away. “The question now is…” she says, circling him slowly, “how to do it.”
“That’s enough Haru,” I say. “You’ve won already, there’s no need to drag this on anymore.”
“Shut up, Naruto! Stay out of this; this is my time, not yours and it isn’t over till I say it is.” She pauses for a while, thinking of what she is going to do to him, but even Gaara is powerless to stop her. She smiles. “You know what I’m going to do don’t you Kakashi? Then again how could you forget that? It was one of the few missions you’ve failed, correct?”
“And you shall fail it too. I would honestly like to see you try and do that, go ahead and try it if you have the guts to do it.” He seems more calm, more collected, but there is an uneasy air about him; is he unsure of what is going on or unsure whether he is fully right in his words?
But what are they talking about? Is this an earth technique? Must be since fire wastes too much chakra, water is about as abundant as ice cold temperatures here, and wind is a very uncommonly used technique type.
“I am not as weak as you were, I came here tonight to do away with you and guess what I’m going to do? You fell for me and that was your weakness, a big flaw at that.”
“Kakashi? Fell for you?” I ask bewilderedly.
“Of course, but it was a different kind of falling for,” she responds. “It wasn’t so much that he fell in love with me or anything. I think it was guilt or something like it. You see, he killed my mother, a distinguished ninja in this country. And then he realized that I was there. His mission was to kill both of us, my mother as well as myself but he couldn’t bring it upon himself to attack such a young girl who seemed capable of just about nothing. I attacked him out of anger even after he promised to let me live under the circumstances that I stay hidden for the rest of my life.
“Every attempt was useless though and he finally got angry and attacked back, giving me this scar,” she says while tracing the scar with her finger.
“But even then she refused to quit and eventually passed out on the floor from blood loss--it was quite pathetic to look at. But I caved and helped her, bandaged her up, waited till she stabilized, and then left her.”
“And now it’s time to return the favor, except only one of us is going to walk away from this this time.”
“Are you actually thinking about killing him?” I ask without thought or remorse.
She looks at me as though I am crazy and it’s obvious that’s what she thinks. “Of course I am. What else would you do if that’s what someone did to your mother and attempted to do to you? Not that you can make a legitimate response to that considering that your parents used you so you‘d only have to worry about yourself.”
“It doesn’t give you the right to kill him. Killing isn’t going to bring back your mother, so what purpose does it serve?”
“Well, one purpose really. To make me feel a whole lot better.” She slams her hands together making a bunch of seals.
I grab the summoning scroll from my side and open it, running towards Haru I summon the Uzumaki sword and prepare to block her attack. Surprisingly enough, a sword draws up from the sand; very elegant-looking, like a sword that belongs to a higher-classman.
She brings the sword upon Kakashi--I don’t think I can make it in time. I speed up, literally pouring energy into my legs as I cut through the sand. But as I reach Haru, I notice that she has stopped moving entirely. The sword is over Kakashi’s head, maybe three inches at max and I can see the sand binding him slowly falling away.
“Told you, you wouldn’t be able to do it,” Kakashi says cockily.
“Well…I still have enough strength to reveal that beautiful mug of yours once more.” She drops the sword, cutting the fabric of his mask. She in turn falls to the ground which rises to catch her before slamming hard into the ground.
I look back at Gaara. “You couldn’t have done that before?” I ask in disbelief.
“She would have dodged it without hardly any effort,” he replies dismally.
“You control sand! We’re in the desert! And you couldn’t even detain your girlfriend? What the heck?” I yell.
“You’re still as pathetic as you were back then,” Kakashi says to Haru’s body. “Now on with business--”
“What happened to her?” I cut in.
“I would think the answer to that is obvious; she ran out of chakra. She’s lucky to be alive--”
“Why did she run out? Did you use a jutsu on her to drain her chakra?”
His eyes narrow as if to question my sanity. “Of course not--”
“Then why did she run out? Everyone can tell when they’re at their limit--”
“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t cut me off again,” he says impatiently. “But to answer your question, normally one will be able to tell when their limit has been reached. She is different though; sort of a variation of Rock Lee only with worse repercussions. She can’t detect chakra, sure she can use it, but when it comes to sensing it, not even a little. Maybe you noticed she activated her bloodline to detect me underground when it would have cost less energy to simply sense my chakra.”
For the first time, I notice, or at least recognize the fact that Kakashi’s mask has split and I can see his face, all of it. It isn’t anything special, what you’d expect from seeing the top half. The scar on his eye extends nearly to the bottom of his face where it cuts just short of his jawbone and both his mouth and nose are pretty much the way you imagine them to be.
He sees me staring and is quick to recover. “Well you know how much I hate formalities so lets skip straight to the point, are you coming back now or will this end up in another fight?”
“Another fight? This will be the first, or are you still in denial that my clone defeated you?”
“I guess that’s a no.”
“I’m not going back now that I know that Sakura has been caught so I will stop at nothing to beat you. Don’t expect anything less than my best,” I warn him. But even my warning won’t serve him any good at this point.
He assumes a stance, but it wont do him any good, my clone is already positioned right under him as a distraction. Only thing that counts now is strategy and it’s about to come into play.
I am so sorry that I haven’t updated this in a while. It probably isn’t as good as the previous chapters because I’m out of practice. I’ve been so busy with midterms and what not that I haven’t had any time to myself. But I hope you enjoyed it all the same. ^__^