Chapter 16: The Assassin Of The Mist// Part 2
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"Wait..." She paused, she smelled something. Her ears were picking up on something and in an instant, her Kakugan activated as she attempts to heighten her senses did not disappoint her. Her predatory organ definitely frightened the members of her squads as she ignored the shouts and exclaims of fear surrounding her, a single tap on her sensei did cause him to jump, though the look in her eyes. He knew she noticed it too.
"Look out!"
He warned loudly, gaining the attention of his students and the old man, her Rinkaku wrapped itself firmly around the old man's body, practically flinging out of the way.
"Ah!" The old man exclaimed, but nearly as soon as he landed uncomfortably and not to mention, a little painfully, on the ground; his hand clutched his mouth to suppress growing nausea building up in both his stomach and his throat. Though it succeeded the first time, swallowing it uncomfortable, he did not succeed the second time as he retches loudly, vomiting in the bush.
As much as she'd love to laugh right in his face, she had other problems. This douchebag nearly decapitated her.
"What the f**k!" She shot up from her crouching, eyes boring into his. His stand-offish stance caused her Rinkaku to twitch demandingly with a strong sense of urgency to slam him against slamming him against the floor so hard he goes to hell in an early stage of his short lifetime, "You little s**t!"
"Language..." Naruto mumbled, still awestruck. Though, apparently conscious enough to comment on her vocabulary choices.
"If I'm not mistaken, he's...."
"A douchebag?" She bantered playfully, though the heavy dagger-like glares did not fail to amuse her further.
"Well, you're not wrong there," her sensei mumbled as the glare shifted from herself to him, "Anyways. Rogue Ninja of the Hidden Mist, Zabuza Momochi!"
A wild Naruto decided to show off his amateur skills, a hand blocked him of his path; cutting him off, "Don't."
"But why not?!" Naruto whined, he actually wants to move? She already had to fight today, Jesus, she might be a ghoul but the amount of laziness shoved into one body is enough for her to nap right here right now.
"He's on a totally different level from the guys from the other day. His being our opponents mean..." Kakashi's hand gripped at the lining of headband - nearly everyone begins to exclaim in surprise she, however, was lost in her own thoughts; currently, she was thinking of what she could do tonight. Sleep sounds wonderful. "That thing might be tricky as I am now."
"I assume you are Kakashi, the Sharingan user..." he commented, "Heh, Did I get that right?"
"Can you stop blabbering and die already?" She inquired harshly, planting a hand on her hips. Completely oblivious to the gaping Sasuke behind her.
"Heh, cute." finally, he fully turned around; crouching on the oversized knife supporting him, "Sorry, not tonight. That same fate might also be granted to all of you, if you hand over that old man, of course."
The sudden fog took her by surprise, however, she's more than bored with this same old trick. Besides, her predatory organ was designed for this kind of situation. Just kidding, her kakugan existed for a reason. Her specialty designed predator-like eyes scanned the area.
"Seven, stay back. Keep an eye on them." Kakashi commanded- no, more like demanded. She whined childishly, pouting.
"No action for little old me?" She inquired in a sickeningly sweet tone, taking facade of an innocent little girl.
"No action." He stated as a matter-of-factly before leaping into action. The amount of blabber those two are doing, she can hear them go off, though her attention turned to the rest of the squad. Her Rinkaku caught hold of all of them, relentlessly gripping at their waist, they struggled, but she still kept a firm hold on their torso, silently making her way towards the old man resting his head against the tree, most likely still nauseous. She was gonna make her way stealthily, but the amount of stupidity and ridiculous whining spewing out of their mouths was driving her to the brink of throwing them into the sun.
"I don't need Seven to protect me! I can defend myself!" he roared, making it heard to the entire world. Though, a number of eye rolls that got him, begged to differ.
"No, you can't." Seven retaliated.
"Yes, I can!" He shot back, squirming vigorously in her less than motherly grip.
"Naruto, who are you trying to foul?" Sakura inquired dully as you gently placed them on the ground. A thump signaling that she dropping on the floor, sitting on your ass as you begin to play around with her Rinkaku. Her ears caught onto every clashing of their movements, every thump of the oversized sword getting plunged into a tree. Though, she was pretty sure nearly everybody else caught onto that as well. While the two bickered nonstop in such a childish manner, she was waiting for a signal, waiting for Kakashi to call for her assistance. Sike. Did she really think she'd say something like that? Nope, she was waiting to go home, take a couple snack-sized bites and then take her ass to sleep.
A splash made it's way to her ears, catching her off guard.
"Seven!" Her hand snapped up so fast she nearly snapped her neck, her Rinkaku, it was pushing her up off the ground and letting her bounce around on her kagune as she pleased. Her eyes could very clearly make out Zabuza's physique, though she eyes could very faintly make out the outline of Kakashi-sensei behind him. He looked as of thought he was in the water? She deadpanned at the realization.
Zabuza used Water Prison Jutsu, didn't he? Great, now she had to move.
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