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�Second Chances in the Mist�
Chapter 2: �Getting Closer�
Disclaimer: Naruto
belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, Shonen
Jump, and Viz. I have nothing to do with any of them.
Author�s note: I recently watched
the conclusion of Zabuza�s arc and I was deeply
saddened. Granted, both he and Haku had beautiful
death scenes, but I deeply wish they hadn�t died. This story is basically one
big tribute to them.
Also, I�ve edited Chapter 1
slightly.
On with the story.
The Demon of the Hidden Mist sneaked
into his apartment, unseen by his neighbors. Once inside, he unwrapped
his bandages, revealing the face of Momochi Zabuza. He stripped off his ninja attire and packed it into
the back of his wardrobe. He put on a pair of drawstring pants and went to the
bathroom to brush his teeth. After that, he climbed into bed and soon faded
into the realm of dreams.
The assassin gazed upon the dark head nestled on his chest with an
expression most of his enemies would have considered alien to him: love.
The dark head tilted upwards, revealing a smooth, feminine face with
brown eyes gazing at him.
�Sleep well?� he asked.
�Yes,� Zabuza�s lover replied with a soft
smile on his face.
�Good,� Zabuza murmured as he laid a soft kiss
on the young man�s forehead.
�Come on, kiss me lower,� his lover encouraged with a mischievous glint
in his eye.
�I really have corrupted you, haven�t I?� Zabuza
mused.
His lover reached up and kissed him soundly on the lips. Zabuza responded, running his fingers through the boy�s
hair. When they parted, the boy spoke some of the sweetest words in any
language.
�Aishiteru, Zabuza.�
�Aishiteru, Haku.�
That was when Zabuza
woke up. �Damn it. Only a dream.�
One wouldn�t think that someone as
terrifying as Zabuza would have such �soppy� dreams.
When it came to Haku, though, the missing-nin found himself feeling rather
mawkish. It was a weakness of his, but one he wouldn�t be rid of any time soon.
He looked at the clock and realized
that it was time to go back to Konoha Junior High and
begin yet another day of hell.
All right, it wasn�t so bad. He got
to seriously fuck with that bastard Kakashi�s head
over his feelings for the Haruno girl and he got to
see Haku. Two wonderful things that compensated for
the hell some of his students put him through.
After classes were over for the day,
Zabuza sat in a classroom waiting for Haku. He would have taken a short nap, but he didn�t want Haku to see him sleeping and think he was lazy. As much as Zabuza liked to act the badass, the truth was that he
valued Haku�s opinion of him deeply.
The assassin-cum-teacher looked at
his watch. It wasn�t like Haku to be late for
anything, not in all the time he�d known him � both lives counted.
It was at that moment that his
sensitive ears alerted him to the sounds of a scuffle. He would have let one of
the other teachers handle it, but something compelled him to go and find out
for himself.
He exited the classroom and stalked
toward the double doors to the stairway. Once there, he climbed up the stairs,
the sounds of struggle growing louder as he got closer.
When he reached the top floor, he
entered the hallway and walked straight to the rooftop access. He climbed up
onto the rooftop and saw something that made his blood boil.
Three boys surrounded Haku, one of them holding a box. The other two were shoving
Haku around as he struggled to get at the boy holding
the box.
�Give it back!� Haku
yelled.
�Why should I, you freak?� the
box-holding boy sneered.
�It�s mine!� Haku
answered as he charged at the box-holding boy, only to be tripped by one of the
other two boys. Haku fell on his front, his uniform
skirt flying up to expose a pair of plain white panties.
�Nice panties,
freak,� the boy who had tripped him mocked.
Haku pulled down his skirt and rose to
his feet, his face flushed with anger and humiliation.
Seeing that look on Haku�s face and the sneers on his tormentors� faces made
something snap inside Zabuza. Less than ten seconds
later, those same tormentors were begging for mercy from the self-styled Demon
of the Hidden Mist.
�You�re lucky I�m a teacher and
we�re on school grounds,� he sneered, his brown eyes alight with demonic fire.
�We�ll leave him alone! We swear we
will!� the box-holding boy whimpered.
�Good,� Zabuza
hissed. �Now get the fuck out of my sight!�
The boy who had been holding the box
dropped it and, along with his two companions, ran back into the school.
Zabuza picked up the box and gave it back
to Haku. �Are you all right?�
�Yes,� Haku
replied.
Zabuza noticed some scrapes on Haku�s exposed legs. �I�ll take you to the nurse to get
those looked at.�
Haku smiled wanly. �Thank you, Momochi-sensei.�
�You�re welcome,� Zabuza answered.
As the two walked back into the
school, Zabuza saw a folded piece of paper lying on
the roof. He surreptitiously picked it up and slipped it into his pocket.
After having his
legs bandaged by the school nurse Shizune, Haku and Zabuza walked toward the
classroom where the latter was supposed to tutor the former.
�It�s been rather stressful,� Zabuza said. �Would you rather go home?�
�No,� Haku
replied softly.
An hour of tutoring later, Zabuza drove Haku home.
�So, Haku, what�s your home life like?� Zabuza
asked.
�It�s nice,� Haku
answered. �Anko-san is nice to me. She�s like a big
sister.�
�So I can assume you don�t live with
your parents,� Zabuza deduced.
�No,� Haku
confirmed with a sad expression.
�What happened to them?� Zabuza inquired. �They die or something?�
�I don�t want to talk about it,� Haku responded softly.
�Then we don�t talk about it,� Zabuza conceded. �No big deal.� Great. The kid�s life is as shitty now as it was then. Whoever that
motherfucker was that brought us back, couldn�t he have bothered to give Haku a happier life?
Then again, I�m still an assassin-for-hire. Hell.
Zabuza stopped in front of a two-story
beige-painted house. �This it, Haku?�
�Hai,� Haku replied. �Thank you, Momochi-sensei.�
He opened the passenger door and exited the car.
Zabuza drove back to his apartment and
parked his car in the apartment complex�s parking lot. He went back into his
apartment and entered his office. He had a lot of papers to grade, so he might
as well get started.
After several hours of grading
papers, Zabuza entered the kitchen to cook himself a
meal. It was a small meal, consisting only of what Zabuza
needed to keep himself going.
He was effectively under house
arrest. He couldn�t go out as the Demon of the Hidden Mist, not unless he
wanted to put a bull�s-eye on his chest and back. That left him bored
senseless.
He pulled the folded paper out of
his pocket and opened it, revealing a drawing of a familiar man dressed in
black with bandages covering half of his face and a large sword on his back. A
familiar white mask with wave-like red designs hovered over the man.
The reason the man was so familiar
to Zabuza was that that man was him . . . and the mask belonged to Haku.
Does he remember? Zabuza wondered.
�Haku-chan?�
�What is it, Anko-san?�
�Where did you get those scratches?�
�I took a fall.�
�Don�t bullshit me, Haku-chan. You know better than that.�
Haku gazed into those unnerving dark
eyes of Anko and found himself
telling her everything.
�Some boys were harassing me. Trying to keep my box away from me. Momochi-sensei
took care of them for me.�
�That�s good to hear,� Anko said, her expression softening slightly. �Do you like
him?�
�Yes, of course,� Haku answered. �He�s a good teacher.�
�No, I mean do you like him?� Anko
amended with a wicked look in her eyes.
Haku blushed and looked away. �No, no,
not like that!�
�Methinks you doth protest too much,
sweet Haku,� Anko purred,
sounding more like a mischievous cat than a human woman.
�Ahh, Anko-san, you�re embarrassing me,� Haku
protested.
Anko just smirked. �You�re cute when you
blush.�
�Anko-san
. . .�
Anko had the feeling that if this were
some shoujo anim�, she and Haku would be making out right now. In truth, she did find
him attractive and if she had been the ruthless viper she was years before,
she�d have taken him the moment he stepped into her home. However, she wasn�t
sure if he was attracted to women at all and she knew for a fact that this Zabuza Momochi held his heart.
Lucky bastard,
she thought.
�Don�t stay up too late with those
books, Haku-chan. You need your sleep.�
�Thank you very much, Anko-san.�
�You�re welcome,� Anko spoke and laid a sisterly kiss on his forehead before
walking out of his room.
When she entered her room, she saw a
familiar and unwanted shadow there.
�Orochimaru,�
she hissed.
�What, no �sensei� attached?� Orochimaru asked. �I�m hurt, Anko-chan.
Wasn�t what we had special?�
Anko snarled. �You�re a sick monster and
a traitor to Konoha.�
�It wasn�t my fault I outgrew this
silly little enclave,� Orochimaru answered, and Anko could swear she saw him smirk even though he was
obscured in shadows.
�What do you want?� Anko asked.
�Haku,� Orochimaru replied.
�Well, you can�t have him,� Anko declared.
�Of course not,� Orochimaru
remarked with a sick grin in his voice.
�Why do you want him?� Anko interrogated.
�For his Kekkei
Genkai, of course,� Orochimaru
answered.
�Kekkei Genkai?� Anko repeated in
disbelief. �Haku has a Kekkei
Genkai?�
�He�s not aware of it, but I am,� Orochimaru stated. �He will make a fine addition to my
ranks.�
Anko could hear the twisted anticipation
in his voice and it made her skin crawl. She could not believe that this man
had ever been her teacher, not with the sheer malevolence that had sunk its
roots so deeply into his soul.
�You won�t take him,� Anko snarled. �I�ll do whatever I have to so that you can�t
have him.�
Orochimaru reached out to stroke Anko�s cheek. �And what, my sweet Anko,
makes you think you can stop me?�
�I can and I will,� Anko declared. �Now get the fuck out of my house before I
paint its walls with your blood.�
�So violent,� Orochimaru
purred. �You are more like me than you�d like to admit. No wonder the people of
Konoha don�t trust you.� He withdrew his hand. �I
will leave you and your dear Haku be
for now, but I will claim the boy sooner or later.�
He was gone. Just like that, he was
gone.
Anko let out a sigh of relief and lay on
her bed, trying her best to relax.
This isn�t good, she thought. Orochimaru is back and he�s after Haku
for his bloodline limit. But how does Orochimaru know
that Haku has a bloodline limit?
Anko rose from her bed and picked up her
CD player, inserting her favorite rock band�s CD into it and turning up the
volume to maximum. Usually, this would soothe her, but it wasn�t working this
time. Orochimaru�s visit had left her too rattled to
relax.
As tough as she liked to act, Orochimaru had a way of making her feel like that same
little girl who had once been his apprentice. That made her angry. Her
reputation in Konoha had suffered deeply due to Orochimaru�s treason, as the elders and most of the other
ninja had assumed that she was no better than him. She had worked hard to get
past that and make the village realize that she wasn�t just Orochimaru�s
student. Orochimaru showing up at her house certainly
didn�t do anything at all to help her standing.
�Damn him,� she muttered, although
she could barely hear herself over the loud, hard beats of the band playing in
her CD player.
In an apartment in Konoha, Naruto watched the movie Batman Begins on the English-language
channel.
�Momochi-sensei
gave me a really easy assignment,� he remarked to Sakura and Sasuke, who were sitting on either side of him. �All I have
to do is watch an English-language movie and take notes on it!�
�Silly,� Sasuke
muttered.
�What do you mean, bastard?� Naruto asked angrily.
�The cape would get in the way of
his movements . . . and can he turn his head in that thing?� Sasuke answered.
�It�s called suspending disbelief!� Naruto answered.
�Sasuke-kun
doesn�t have to suspend anything,� Sakura defended.
�He�ll be suspending something,� Naruto mumbled. �I�ll suspend him from the ledge of this
apartment.�
�I
don�t know, I swear to God!� the corrupt cop protested on the screen.
�SWEAR
TO ME!� Batman roared.
�I never get tired of that line,� a
familiar smooth voice remarked.
Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke
looked behind them and saw Kakashi leaning forward on
the couch.
�Kakashi-sensei!� Naruto exclaimed. �You like
Batman, too?�
�Yes,� Kakashi
admitted with an unabashed grin.
�So you don�t read that perverted
book all the time,� Sakura commented.
�No, Sakura-chan,
I do not,� Kakashi answered. �After you�re done with
the movie, we�ll train. In the meantime, do you have any popcorn? I�m hungry.�
Sakura passed Kakashi
the popcorn bowl and the patch-wearing young teacher took a handful and ate it.
�Buttery
goodness.�
An hour or so later, the movie was
over. Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke
had each gone into separate rooms to change into their ninja garb, as did Kakashi.
Naruto wore a black-sleeved orange jacket
and black pants. Sakura wore a dark red zip-up top and miniskirt with black
shorts. Sasuke wore a blue shirt and long khaki
shorts with mesh arm-covers. Kakashi wore a dull green
jonin vest over a navy Kevlar mesh shirt and pants,
along with a mask covering his face all the way up to his eyes. All four wore
forehead protectors with a metal bar marked by Konoha�s
symbol, but Kakashi wore his in such a way that it
covered his left eye.
�Let�s go,� Kakashi
said.
The four ninja leaped into the
night, moving swiftly in the shadows. Within minutes, they reached the open
field in the center of the forest.
�Now we begin,� Kakashi
stated. �Come at me, all of you, and do it as one.�
The three genin
charged Kakashi as one, each attacking him from a
different angle. Naruto leaped up and aimed a kick
for his head, while Sasuke�s elbow flew toward Kakashi�s midsection, and Sakura swept her leg to kick Kakashi�s feet out from under him. Kakashi
caught Naruto�s ankle and tossed him while bending
backwards to avoid Sasuke and going into a handstand
to avoid Sakura.
�Very good,� Kakashi
remarked, catching a kunai that Naruto
had flung at him as he flew toward a tree. Interestingly enough, he was still
in the handstand position . . . and now he was balancing his body weight on
just one hand.
Sasuke quickly performed some hand signs. �Fire Style! Fireball Technique!�
He breathed out a fireball, which Kakashi performed a one-handed cartwheel to avoid. By the
time the silver-haired jonin landed, Sasuke was already attacking him again. Kakashi
blocked Sasuke�s attacks with one hand while using
the other to read Icha Icha Paradise.
Sasuke growled. �Still not taking us
seriously, Kakashi-sensei?�
Kakashi found himself impaled in the back
by shuriken and kunai. He vanished, revealing that he�d been nothing but a
shadow clone.
�Shit!� Naruto
exclaimed in frustration.
�Where�d he go?� Sakura asked.
�Boo,� Kakashi�s
voice spoke before fists and feet found themselves embedded in vulnerable
midriffs, thus knocking the owners of those midriffs to the ground. The jonin revealed himself, holding Icha Icha Paradise
in one hand. �At least you fight better together than you used to.�
�Shadow Clone
Technique!� Naruto exclaimed, creating about twenty doppelgangers.
Kakashi smiled under his mask. �Naruto, you know as well as I do that you�re not the only
one here that knows that technique. Shadow Clone Technique!�
An equal number of Kakashi doppelgangers faced down Naruto�s
doppelgangers. The two small armies of doppelgangers charged each other, only
for Naruto�s side to be quickly overwhelmed by Kakashi�s side. The Naruto clones
quickly dissipated, as did Kakashi�s clones, until
only one of each was left.
�You�re going down, Kakashi-sensei!� Naruto declared.
Kakashi performed some hand signs that were
very familiar to Naruto.
�Aw, crap,� Naruto
had just enough time to say before Kakashi revealed
his overpowering technique.
Smoke billowed around Kakashi, obscuring his frame. It soon faded away to reveal
a beautiful silver-haired woman posed enticingly among clouds that obscured her
naughty bits.
�Hi there,� she greeted seductively.
Naruto collapsed with blood gushing from
his nose. �Now I know what it feels like.�
Sasuke was doing his best not to stare,
but his eyes kept drifting toward the beautiful woman that Kakashi
had become.
�AHHH!� Sakura cried out. �Kakashi-sensei! Quit doing that!�
�Doing what, Sakura-chan?� Ninja Centerfold Kakashi
asked in mock innocence. Smoke once again obscured �her� figure, fading away to
reveal the male, fully clothed Kakashi. �Has anyone
learned anything valuable today?�
�Yeah, that you�re
just as bad as Naruto!� Sakura declared hotly.
Kakashi chuckled. �No. You see, Sakura, not
all fights are won by physical force. As a ninja, you must learn to use
deception and trickery to outsmart an opponent. The Ninja Centerfold works
quite well for this purpose because a straight male or a lesbian who looks at a
beautiful naked woman will not be able to think clearly and that will grant the
advantage to the person using that technique, assuming he or she knows how to
use that advantage.�
Sasuke looked at Naruto.
�Dead Last, get up.�
Naruto shot to his feet. �Don�t call me
Dead Last, asshole!�
Sasuke just grinned. �You look like you
were ganged up on by jonin and beaten to within half
an inch of your life.�
Naruto quickly wiped the blood off his
nose and glared at Kakashi. �When did you learn my
technique?�
�When you were using it to prove
your insane theory that the Godaime Hokage really was a lesbian,� Kakashi
replied coolly.
�I had plenty of evidence!� Naruto declared.
�Yes, the evidence of your perverse
thinking,� Kakashi answered.
�This conversation is getting
disturbing,� Sakura said.
�Indeed,� Sasuke
agreed.
Kakashi�s voice turned grave suddenly. �We
are in deep trouble.�
�Why?� Naruto
inquired.
�Orochimaru,�
Kakashi responded. �He�s back.�
�Orochimaru again?� Sasuke asked.
�Yes, Orochimaru
again,� Kakashi answered. �Did you think he�d give up
so easily? The man is an obsessed, power-hungry monster.�
�What is he after?� Sakura
questioned.
�What else, Sakura-chan?� Kakashi replied. �He wants
the ninja enclaves to band together under his leadership and conquer
the whole of Japan.
To do this, he�ll go after anyone with a Kekkei Genkai.�
�No . . .� Naruto
murmured. �That means he�ll go after Hinata and Neji!�
�Not just them, Naruto,�
Kakashi spoke. �Sasuke
and Haku, too.�
�Haku?� Naruto echoed. �But he�s not a
ninja!�
�He has no formal training or
experience, but he possesses a Kekkai Genkai, alright,� Kakashi stated.
�He might be in the most danger of all, since Orochimaru
will doubtlessly find him the easiest to persuade or coerce into his cause.�
Meanwhile, the Demon of the Hidden
Mist rode his motorcycle straight to Gato�s corporate
headquarters. He wasn�t going to wait for Gato to
send his thugs to kill him. He was going to come straight to Gato and kill him.
The Demon parked his motorcycle in
the corporate headquarters� parking lot and walked to the elevator, only to be
stopped by a pair of men in suits.
�Get the fuck out of my way,� he
snarled as he drew the large sword from his back and charged. The suited men
pulled out semi-automatic guns and opened fire on him. The Demon used his sword
as a shield and the bullets ricocheted off it, striking the men. With one swift
motion, he slashed both men and they collapsed, their blood pooling out from
underneath them. �Bitches.�
He walked into the elevator and hit
the special button that would take him to Gato�s
office. When he reached the office, he saw a virtual army of thugs parted in
the middle to reveal Gato�s smirking face.
�Ah, Demon of the Hidden Mist,� he
sneered. �Good to see you.�
The Demon smirked underneath his
bandages. �You won�t be thinking that once I�m through with you.�
�You�re a little too expensive for
my tastes,� Gato remarked. �I was gonna
send my guys to hunt your diabolical ass down, but now that you�ve come to us,
we can kill you right here.�
The Demon drew his sword. �Come on,
all of you.�
�Kill him,� Gato
ordered.
The thugs pulled out submachine guns
and semi-automatics and all of them opened fire on the Demon of the Hidden
Mist. He simply stood there, either allowing them to perforate him or helpless
to do anything about it.
To their surprise, he dissolved into
water.
�What the fuck?� Gato
uttered.
�Here�s Johnny!� the Demon exclaimed
as he descended upon Gato�s thugs and started slicing
through them. One ended up cut in vertical halves and another was cut through
from shoulder to hip. He decapitated a third and brutally impaled a fourth
before slicing upward, cutting through his torso and head. About a baker�s
dozen of thugs gathered together to shoot at him but he ducked and weaved
between bullets, letting them shoot each other as they had lined up in a
circle. More thugs took shots at him but he deflected those bullets with his
sword, letting them bounce off and hit other thugs.
Gato watched in horror as the Demon of
the Hidden Mist slaughtered his men. Deciding not to take any chances, he fled
for his life, only to be struck in the leg by a stray bullet. The crooked
businessman collapsed, crawling on his arms to reach his personal elevator.
Unfortunately, he was pinned to the ground by a large blade in his back.
�AAAAHHHHH!� Gato
screamed.
�Hey. How ya
doing?� the Demon whispered menacingly.
Gato looked up at the Demon . . . and
saw the face of the Devil himself.
�You�re a dead man,� the Demon
snarled. �You do realize that, right?�
�Guh-guh-guh,�
Gato uttered, hardly able to speak through the blood
rising in his throat.
�And you know where you�re gonna go?� the Demon inquired, although it was more of a
rhetorical question than anything else. �Hell. Right where
demons like me reside. They�ll eat you alive, little man. You�ll be
nothing but fresh prey for them.�
Gato spat blood at the Demon.
�I was gonna
make it quick and painless, but now I think I�m gonna
let you die slow,� the Demon stated as he pulled his sword out of Gato�s back, releasing a virtual geyser of blood. He
attached the sword to his back and walked out of the dying Gato�s
office.
Once outside the corporate
headquarters, he walked to his motorcycle, only to be confronted by a pale man
with dark hair and yellow eyes.
�Excellent work, Momochi
Zabuza,� the man complimented with an evil smile on
his face. �Or do you prefer to be addressed as the Demon of the Hidden Mist?�
�How do you know who I am?� the
Demon asked.
�You did your best to expunge your
records back in Kiri,� the man replied. �But there is
such a thing as hard copy, Zabuza.�
�What do you want with me?� the
Demon questioned angrily.
�It�s not you I want, Zabuza,� the man answered. �It�s the boy you so fiercely
crave. Yukikaze Haku, is
it?�
�You won�t have him!� the Demon
roared. �I won�t let you have him! Now who are you?�
�Orochimaru,�
the man responded. �Now . . . if you won�t join me, then simply stay out of my
way and no harm will come to you. Interfere . . . and your life is forfeit.�
The Demon drew his sword again. �I
just did a whole lotta killing back up there. You wanna be next on my list?�
�Be that way, Momochi
Zabuza,� Orochimaru hissed.
�Be that way.� He vanished into the shadows.
�Fuck,� the Demon mumbled and got on
his motorcycle, riding into the night.
End Notes: So there you go. The
relationship between Zabuza and Haku
continues to develop and we got a little look at Team Seven, or Team Kakashi as some people call them. Will Zabuza
and Haku ever get together? Will Kakashi
find the strength to either deny his feelings for Sakura or confess to her?
What is Orochimaru up to and how does he know about Haku�s Kekkei Genkai?
All these questions and more will be answered.
By the way, Yukikaze
is a last name I made up for Haku, since it�s
Japanese for �snowy wind� or �blizzard.� It makes sense, in light of his Kekkai Genkai. Also, �aishiteru� is Japanese for �I love you.�
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