Saturday, November 3, 2007

Happy November 3rd everyone! Not so many people have been updating lately....including me....:cough cough: who said that? ..... Anyhow, How was your Halloween? Mine was so much fun! I went out with a couple of friends, and guess what we dressed up as?! Go ahead guess!!!!! If you are right, Ill draw you something....That is if you dont mind my ugly drawing skillz.....LLH.....No im seroius....note seroius face -> -_-

I have this school compation ting on the 12. Me and a couple other of my friends have to resite a creed for our Agirculture class. Wish us luck!!!!

I have the lastest chapter to Naruto and Hinata Fan Fiction......Sorry for those who I make wait...ha ha ha.....

Ill post the last chapter first, then the new one after that....kay here I go....

Disclamiers

Disclamiers....
1. I am not calling this FF of NaruHina mine.
2. I do not take credit of Naruto or Hinata, that belongs to the creator of this series.
3. This FF belongs to Brant Kogasu on Narutofan fourms.
4. the person who is posting this on their site (he got permission) is Sword Man on Narutofan fourms.
5. If you want to keep this alive comment!!!
6. It contains *NAH NAH* if you know what i mean, so look away children!
7. Hi. :)
8. Enjoy!!

Part 12

Chap:HOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Naruto scanned the surrounding darkness. His ears had found a new level of clarity since he began his fight in the pitch black caves. He heard the smallest movement to his right and jumped out of the way just as his opponent struck. Then a kick flew directly at his face. He blocked what he could not see, his ears were beginning to see through the darkness, or he was extremely lucky.

“There is no darkness that equal to this in the entire world, unless you are on the bottom of the ocean floor. This is perfect training for any ninja.” Naruto spoke aloud and mocked the words of his first Hokage. He was reading one of the training scrolls in the library that spoke of the true intention of a paradise hidden deep within a cave. ‘It is pivotal for a ninja to trust in any and all of his senses, and to realize that sometimes he may not be able to trust in any of them.’ After that enlightening but confusing quote, the scroll gave instructions for an ancient training method for the ears. It required a perfect dark, just like this.

If it weren’t for the training he had done, he would have been beaten by now. But he also wouldn’t have been in the cave and gotten into this fight in the first place. What a cruel ironic game fate played.

Naruto heard the sound of a hand flying through the air and moved his head to the side, barely dodging a crushing blow. He tapped the wall with his fist, as was taught in the training. And waited for the sharp sound of his strike to bounce back from the walls of the cave. Then he saw perfectly.

He jumped towards the wall to his right, his opponent jumped with him. He touched his hand to a stalactite and let his chakra flow from his hand and attach himself to the stone. It was a much more dense material than wood, which he was used to clinging to with his chakra, but he still managed to use the stone to spin himself around at his opponent.

Another sharp tap to the wall and he realized he was flying towards air, his retaliation was in vein. But he was still a step ahead. He landed on the floor of the cave and spun with a great enough velocity to block a kick aimed at his head. But his defence was his downfall. He slipped on the wet ground and fell to his back.

“I won.”

“But it’s not fair, you have those eyes.” Naruto rolled over. He was getting better, and this was only the first of many training exercises the library had to offer. “If you didn’t have your eyes I would have won.”

There was a silence through the darkness, but with a sharp tap of his fist to the floor, he saw Hinata smiling. “You’re getting much better Naruto-kun.” She held out her hand to help him up, he smiled too. After their kiss, everything became less awkward between the two of them. She was losing the habit of stumbling over her words, she turned red of a much less frequent basis, and best of all, he was falling for her more and more.

“Hinata, can you make that sushi like you made a few days ago? I’m starving!” With that he lit a torch and traveled with her back towards the secret room.

It had been about a month since they stumbled across the cave. They had become so accustomed to each other that he started to feel weird when they weren’t in the same room all of the time. He smiled, but then frowned at a thought. Sakura was still in the village, he just gave up the girl he had obsessed over for all of these years.

The dim light from the secret room began filling his eyes, he looked at Hinata. She had a new confidence that was delightful about her. She no longer looked at the floor when she spoke, she no longer had difficulties saying what she wanted to say. She was happy, so was he. He found someone he truly cared for, maybe he…loved. His stomach was churning with butterflies, maybe he was in love.

He had never felt this way about Sakura, he just wanted to. She seemed so perfect to him in his youth, the good student with friends and above all, a family. He watched her go home to a house where people cared about her, then he’d go his house and be alone in the silence. He envied her, and soon his envy turned to ****. But it was never really her that he wanted, but what she represented to him.

But Hinata was different. When he saw her he wasn’t thinking of the family he never had, he thought about how beautifully the light bounced off of her raven dark hair. And when she stared at him he didn’t see pity or anger in her eyes, he saw love. He didn’t need to become Hokage for her, he was already the most important ninja in her world.

He was beaming with joy, he had found love, and it was returned to him in full force. He put his hand on her shoulder, she turned to him and stared into his eyes. He pulled her into himself and kissed her.

Her muscles relaxed an she let her weight fall into him. He held her tight into himself, letting the warmth of her body against his fill him with ecstasy. He let the kiss continue until her breathing became thick with passion. She softly moaned with her breathing, each sweet moan ignited him with delight. He kissed her neck and the moans became louder.

As he kissed lower down he neck, she slowly moved to take off her jacket, then threw it to the floor. He reached his hand down her back, felt the bottom of her shirt, then moved his hand through the cloth as he slowly and softly touched her up her spine. Her skin was silk under his fingertips, and as he allowed his hand to explore more of her skin she pushed herself closer into him.

He kissed all of the way down her neck until it met her shoulder and was moving onto her collar bone. Then, he took a step back. She was breathing hard and her eyes were half closed. She was alive with passion, and his fast beating heart told him he returned the emotion.

She grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him towards her aggressively, her infatuation causing her to forget her inhibitions. “Naruto-kun, I want another bath.”

CHAPTER 13

But enough mindless rambling, on to the show...

The room was quiet and dark, nightime had been settling earlier every day as the solstice drew ever nearer. Atohi enjoyed the peace of the darkness, watched as beams of moonlight fell onto the barren floor of his room, huddled into a blanket allowing only his face to feel the slight tingle from the cold air that wandered from the slightly open window. This place was eerie, the whole house had been abandoned despite the utter beauty of the home itself. If it had not been the cold that drove the prior owners out, it was the loneliness of being miles away from any human voice.

But Atohi didn’t care for the simple pleasure of human contact anymore, he had found solace in isolation. Plus, he was never alone with his beloved Zhu Que only a thought away. She was the reason he had grown accustom to the quiet, the reason he was here now, in fact, she was the catalyst for almost every event in his life. He respected his role in his own destiny, but never loved the fact that his life was not his own, he was a slave by birthright. The greatest of honors but the worst of curses, his whole life was so ironic.

“Que-sama, I have served you for the better half of a century. What is the grand scheme? Why is it that we keep doing small things to change the destiny of the world, but still have yet to see the end of our struggle.”

“Ours is a life of sacrifice and perseverance. There is no end in sight because there is no end. It is up to the brave few to face eternity for the good of the many, you and your ‘brothers’ will never be recognized, even though you have actually saved more people than most could meet in a lifetime. Be humble my warrior.”

“I am humble, I care not for recognition, just happiness.”

“I’m working on that too, my love.”

Atohi stood up and looked into the night. He understood what the boy he was chasing felt. Not everyone could understand the pressure of carrying such a powerful being inside of themselves. The Jinchuuriki had a lot in common with the four, a power that they could never fathom at their fingertips and the difficult task of finding a niche to fit in to remain human even though they were so much more.

He was watching as the large snowflakes fell outside, adding to the feet that had already accumulated on the ground. One flake, larger than the others, drifted in and landed on the floor. Atohi watched it, waited for it to melt, but it never did. “I know you’re out there Yasuo.”

“Come on, call me Yasu, my real name makes me feel old.” He looked as young as Atohi even though he was older by several hundred years, he was trapped in time just like his fiery eyed ally. His jet black hair was cut fairly short, barely covering the tips of his ears, and was unkempt but not enough to look disgusting, just enough to give the impression that Yasuo was as wild as an animal, despite his peaceful and noble appearance. He wore the traditional attire of a noble, except it was made of a thicker and rougher material that was usually used in clothing intended for combat, it was mostly black and where it wasn’t it was composed of dark shades of grey. The only thing about him that wasn’t dark were his ice blue eyes. They were kind and gentle, but they still gave the impression that they could turn a man’s resolve to dust if he happened to be angry.

“You are old, maybe you need to start acting like it.” Atohi looked at Yasuo and smiled, it was really good to see his companion on this lonely night, maybe Atohi wasn’t as anti-social as he thought he was.

“As long as I still look as handsome as I do, I don’t want to think for a moment that I’m old. If I acted as old as I am I would be doing nothing but lying in a coffin somewhere, I hear that’s what all the seven hundred fifteen years olds are doing nowadays.” Atohi laughed, but the joke really did hurt deep down, every one he knew from his life before joining the four was dead.

“Come in from the cold my friend, I’ll heat up some tea.”

“No need, I’m just stopping by to deliver some information that you may find useful. The barrier has been breached, those with Konoha souls have found their haven. But if I were you I’d give them some time, we are not on a tight schedule and from the looks of the footprints, the male Jinchuuriki was rescued by a female ninja.” He winked at Atohi, “I know its been a while but you were that young once, if you were alone with a woman back then you’d want someone to do the same for you.”

And without further notice, a whirlwind of snow surrounded Yasuo and he disappeared into the night. It was just like him to leave in such a spur of the moment fashion. He really was as wild as his appearance. But his words held value, there was no rush. Those kids were finally experiencing a world without the influence of anyone else. If someone were to take that kind of freedom away from Atohi he would fight tooth and nail. Of course he’d have to ruin the fun sometime, but he might as well let them enjoy it while they could.

He looked down at the snowflake, it still hadn’t melted. There must be a secret meaning behind this, perhaps a message that Yasuo could not speak aloud. But now was not the time to decipher the codes of an insane old man, Atohi wanted to sleep.

“Atohi, let me hold you while you go to sleep.” Atohi nodded and wings of red and orange enveloped him. As his eyes closed and he began listening to the sweet melody of sleep, Zhu Que whispered softly to him. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” They were the words that he refused to let himself say to her, he meant them with all of his heart and without his consciousness filtering his words, his heart was allowed to speak without reservation.

“I will find a way for us to express our love, even if it means…” She left the thought unfinished, Atohi was fast asleep.


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