When Flowers Wilt | By : VantheKeyofLain Category: Naruto > General Views: 1052 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, and this is making me no
profit.
NOTE: The later focal element will be SakuLee to let you know – hate for anyone to
get involved only to get pissed at the coupling later. For now, it’s rather
Sakura-centric.
Also,
there is a Yaoi coupling in this. So no one is
confused, I don’t do Shota.
If either of these two things you
disagree with, then perhaps this fic is best left
unread. If, however, you are fine; then please by all means continue forth.
When Flowers Wilt
It was
early afternoon, and the sky couldn’t be more beautiful! The bright glowing
blue was vast and the puffy clouds dances along in it; only adding to the
resolute beauty of the heavens. However, this site was currently lost upon most
– those of course being the young promising ninja fresh from the academy. Right
now, they were all training with their respected Sensei. Teams of three Genin, two boys and one girl, would train under the
supervision of a Jounin or Chuunin Sensei.
“Go!” Range
out the order, crisp and clear.
“HAA!” Came the echoed reply from there students.
Upon giving
their shouts, they placed well aimed kicks against trimmed tree stumps.
“Go!”
“HAA!”
This seemed
to play out for a few minutes longer until the orders where stopped, and lunch
was instead tackled.
The wind
began to blow lightly then, and seemed to caress whatever it touched. Leaves
and petals from the surrounding trees were wrangled free and danced on the
winds. A few times these little treasures would get caught in someone’s hair,
only to be brushed away after a second. He was no exception as the winds caressed
his gentle face; a few petals of the nearby cherry blossoms tickling his cheek
as they swam by.
Turning his
ebony gaze towards the three young pupils, a smile played across his lips. They
were a find team of Genin. The three were actually
good friends, and all worked well with one another. It certainly was refreshing
after the last group he’d been dealing with. His eyes danced with a little bit
of triumph, before they were doused with a tinge of sadness. It was their last
week with him, and he would miss them. Sure, they had only been under his care
for four months, but it felt like he’d only taken them yesterday.
Hair, as
black ebony as his eyes, swayed lightly as the breeze shot a quick small gust.
It wasn’t enough to whip the braid behind him, but it did nudge it. Curiously
sized eyebrows furrowed lightly in contemplation. Yes, by far, he was a man of
unique looks all around. To some, he’d grown from the awkward looking boy to a
uniquely handsome young man. His body itself was like a tome, toned and
powerful. Of course, this was to be expected of the Taijutsu master. He’d
gained a few more feet as well, now standing a little over six feet in height.
What was probably the most
prominent of his newest features however, was his face in general. High cheek
bones met with a tapered jaw and chin line. It had always been passed off to
him that he’d probably look exactly like Gai-Sensei
by the time he reached his Sensei’s age; however this twist in his development
seemed to prove his friends otherwise. Though, what’s more, his eyes still had
that more childlike round quality to them.
What could
he say, he was unique.
That was the only way he knew how
to be, and he wouldn’t change it. He was a man true to himself and others. A
man who’s ideals had never veered off their path since he’d been a child. He
was Konoha’s Beautiful Green Beast – something people
seemed to actually agree with this time.
He was the one and only –
“Oi! Gegimaiyuu!”
‘Hm?’
Snapped from his train of thought,
Lee turned to the voice that had called him by his old nickname. It was usually
a name that only Naruto reserved for him; not out of spite, but out of
friendship –they had a type of rivalry that wasn’t against one another, though
they vowed never to lose to the other. Lee caught himself in a chuckle at the
parallel of that.
‘Does
not that sound familiar?’ He thought before addressing the source of the
voice.
“Good afternoon, Kiba-San.” Lee
spoke, as a small smile crossed his face.
“Ah, Lee, how many years have ya known me now? No need to impress.” Kiba smirked at his
‘youthful’ college.
“Ah, ‘old habits’, they say.”
Kiba walked up to the other Jounin
and stood with him, glancing over at the three kids whom were now finishing up
the remains of a lunch. The Inuzuka clan member had become somewhat of a
handsome man himself, though with an air of exotic about him. His hair was
still its usual shaggy, though it was a bit longer now in the back, and was
even snared in a small ponytail. He still sported the traditional Inuzuka clan
face marks; however his now had an extra mark inside the red – something he’d
gained when he’d turned twenty. What was in some context humorous was that he
was actually shorter than Lee.
“So that’s your current team, che?” Kiba looked to his comrade.
“Yes, until next week. I am
thinking of requesting that Seiko-Chan be taken under Ino-San.
She displays an amazing ability of focus and chakra control. I also found out
she loves flowers.” Lee smiled warmly at a fond memory upon speaking.
“Aah?”
“Kumpo-Kun,
I think, would work well under TenTen. He is very
skilled with weapon use. Ashino-Kun, however. . .”
Lee paused in his train of thought.
“Yea?”
“Ashino-Kun
is very stubborn. He has a high intelligence for a child his age- which is why
I feel Shikamaru-San would be best for this job. Ashino-Kun , however, keeps
insisting he stay.”
“So then let ‘em
if that what he wants!” Kiba chided.
“It is not as simple. If he were to
get his way, and I did keep Ashino-Kun to train
myself, Seiko and Kumpo would beg as well. I can not
allow them to stunt their training growth.”
After a long pause, the other Jounin
spoke up.
“Doesn’t it ever make you a little
sad? That you have to give up your teams- even after what you go through?”
“A little.’
Truth was that it did indeed hurt,
more than the older man let on. In just over two years he had taught more
students that his fellow colleagues. He had hoped that each time they passed on
to another Sensei it would be easier. It had, in fact, only been a little bit
harder. These kids were all full of promising potential; just like that all had
been when they were Genin.
“ However, then I
just remember that I have done something that no one else will have ever done.”
“And oh, pray tell,
what that would be?” Kiba chuckled lightly.
“I get the satisfaction of knowing
I have trained ever Genin in the arts of Taijutsu.
All of them know their basic training through me. While I may not ever be a
favorite Sensei to any of them, at least all of them will have tutelage under
me.”
“Hmm, I never thought of that till
now, but yeah, you’re right. Well I guess that is a small little honor in a
way. Though I’m sure if you talked to Hokage-sama . .
.”
“I am sure Godaime-sama
would grant me a team of my own, but I would not wish it. They need to be
taught everything, and I can not do that for them. I would only accept a team
completely as my own, if they were already well training with their Ninjutsu and Genjutsu, and were
serious in following a Taijutsu mastery.”
“Kinda high standards there.” Kiba tilted his head a
little.
“They must be, for I would not wish
to hold them back from things they would otherwise be able to excel in that I
can not help them with.”
For a moment, the two remained
silent as they took in the scenery around them. Akamaru,
who’d been at Kiba’s side the whole time, padded over
to the older man and prodded his muzzled into his open palm.
It was the large white dog’s way of say ‘Don’t feel
blue, friend.’ Lee smiled lightly and returned in kind with scratching the dog
behind his ear.
“So how are Shino-San and
Hinata-San doing? I have not seen much of them lately.” Lee looked up to the
feral-like man.
“Ah, Shino is Shino… nothing really
new there. Still all mysterious and quiet spoken; though now he is a bit more
involved with social events now. I think he’s on a mission right now. As for Hinata…
well, she’s been pretty reclusive as of late, when not either being a Sensei or
personal training.”
“Hmm…” Lee though
for a moment. “Perhaps it might be connected to Naruto and his unusually
long absence this mission?”
“That’s what I was thinking, but it
makes me angry to think that way.”
Lee’s eyes glittered
a bit as he broke into a wide grin.
“You are angry Naruto is making
Hinata paranoid.”
“No I’m not! I’m just pissed he-
Hinata is a strong woman now, and should be acting like a love sick child.”
Kiba seemed too ruffled a bit at the last of his statement.
“Love makes us do stupid things.”
Lee’s simple statement seemed to speak volumes.
“Ah, what do you know? You play
Sensei one day a week, then throw yourself into Mission after Mission.
From what I hear, you soak up every sink S-rank mission that comes at us!”
“Not every one.” Lee stated
truthfully.
Kiba snorted. In truth he was a little
miffed at the older man, for two accounts. One was that Lee seemed to have some
kind of advanced knowledge about people’s intimate inner workings. Lee’s former
statement had actually hit the nail on the head – Kiba did love Hinata, but it
was a love of an unusual kind. Not the ‘I want you to be mine’ kind of love,
but the ‘I want you to be the best for yourself’ kind. This is why he was
pissed off. Hinata was indeed a strong and capable kunoichi,
and Naruto was a strong shinobi. She shouldn’t be
acting all paranoid and worried; letting her emotions play her over. At the
same time, Kiba was also miffed at Naruto, for making her wait and act like she
currently was.
Of
course, being a proud man, Kiba did the one thing he was good at – dodged the
allocation. Instead he threw it back to the older man, who seemed to never have
time to have a life that otherwise didn’t involve work.
“You make life too easy for the
rest of us. All we can get away with are a few of the occasional A-rank
missions, but mostly it’s B-rank and below.”
“Ah, I am sorry to be taking away
all your fun.” Lee smiled lightly.
Another pause of silence, then Kiba
turned to his canine companion, bringing a head to his furred head.
“You can’t be the only one doing
this… and a few of us have a theory. These sudden mission increases you’ve taken. . . began about a year ago.”
“Yes.” Lee stated; the smile fading
and his look being replaced with a more muted one.
“Care to offer as to why?” Kiba
prodded lightly.
The others Lee had grown with were
all like a part of the family, and everyone cared about the other equally.
Knowing the changes that Lee had undergone recently had caused a few of them to
slightly worry. It was almost beginning to look like a repeat of events past.
“Promises should never be broken.”
Lee turned his gaze back towards his current charges.
They seemed to have noted their
sensei was caught up with another of the Jounin, so they were currently free
training themselves. Though the smile didn’t reach his lips, he was thankful to
have such wonderful students.
“Aaaah…
it’s not really my place to intrude, but please, be careful. Don’t let us see
you without a smile.” Kiba gave the taller man a friendly squeeze on the should, before departing with Akamaru.
“May I always have them to give.” Lee nodded to them in leaving.
Turning back, and setting himself
again, he began towards the three Genin, and could
feel the wide grin bubbling back up to the surface as he took them in. Reaching
them, he came to a halt and beamed.
“You have made your Sensei very
proud! I am pleased to see you decided to take it upon yourself to continue
with your training!”
“Hai, Lee-Senei!” The three
shouted, before all four broke into a merriment of
laughs.
For the next hour, the group
trained. They worked on various mantra, and katas.
Lee would even spar with them each, giving them tips, pointers and helpful
advice as always. Though none of them ever beat him, they had all managed to
hit him at least one time. What was humorous was that when they spared now,
they were serious set. The fist time he’d told them of sparing with them, they
were shocked. He’d probably scared them a bit too.
~ ~ ~
‘ You’ll spar with us? Really? Awesome! I didn’t think
Sensei’s could do that!’ Kumpo shouted gleefully.
‘ Yeah, this will be great. I’ll use my awesome ninjutsu
skills.’ Seiko giggled, tying up her hair.
‘Shh, whatever. It’s just training and all he’d gonna do is stand there, and let us go after him.’ Ashino looked bored.
‘Actually,
Ashino,’ Lee smiled lightly. ‘That is incorrect.’
The
three of them looked to their Sensei with questionable looks.
‘I
will spar with you only under one condition.’
The
three look to one another, then back to the other man.
Smiling
widely, eyes crinkled, Lee spoke almost too happily.
‘ Come at me with the intent to kill me.’
~ ~
~
“Ow ow ow ow…”
Ashino rubbed his leg up and down, trying to abide
the pain he felt. He was sure that last kick had shattered it.
“Here,
here, I’ll help.” Seiko plopped down to him and molded her chakra quickly,
allowing her to use a low level healing, to dull the pain.
“We shall
end here. That was a great sparring match today, you three.” Lee spoke softly
as he, too, knelled down to check the boy’s leg.
“Hell yeah
it was! I can’t believe I finally pulled of the Konoha
Senpuu! But why does it hurt?” Ashino
miffed at his predicament.
“You
delivered it lower than the angle it needs to be shot at. When you came back
around in your arc, your second sweep was lower that what it should have been.
By deflected it to hit the ground, it knocked your balance off and caused the
weight of the kick to center on just your leg. You are luck you are small
framed. Anyone larger would have a fractured leg right now.” Lee helped the
other boy up.
“Yeah. . .guess so.”
“Seiko-Chan,
Kumpo-Kun, please make sure your friend gets to the
hospital, just to be safe.”
“Hai, Lee-Sensei!”
After a few
moments, the team departed, and Lee watched them silently. There was a large
amount of pride in his chest at the moment. Out of every Genin
Lee had taught, only Ashino-Kun has so far pulled off
any of the Jounin’s signature moves. It made it an
all the more painful walk home, to know he only be their Sensei for two more meetings,
before they branched to other teachers.
The walk
home was a quiet one, as his house was in a more secluded part of the village.
It was actually close by to the Godaime-sama’s
residence, which wasn’t all that peculiar if not rather interesting. Stopping
just short of the main entrance, he paused a moment. The house itself was
surrounded by a low light grey brick wall, and held a wide open front gate. The
gate of ebony iron bars was both welcoming and warning. It would call welcome,
as you’d clearly be able to see the lovely house and the gardens around it
through them. It beckoned warning as the bars sharp tipped ends singled a kind
of guard already set.
To the side
of the gate rest a name plaque – similar to what one would see at a dojo or
clan residence. Glancing at it for a moment, Lee reached up and began to trace
the kanji that was engraved in the wooden surface. He’d gained so much, and yet
he still felt an emptiness that clawed at him on the inside. It was as empty as
the house itself. Lee sighed lightly, another parallel. Beautiful on the
outside, but hollow on the inside. Only one however, he had current residence
upon.
He had been
absently tracing the kanji up to this point when his finger slipped upon a
symbol. Glancing over, he pulled back his hand and smiled lightly. It was still
new to him, to have a new name; an additional name. It was new to him to have
an actual clan, for that matter. A whole history handed to him, for want of
nothing more than being who Lee could only be –himself. Perhaps that was part
of what drove him so, now? Perhaps with him, the chances of the clan being
furthered were plausible now; as to the otherwise immanent death of it?
Either way,
he wasn’t sure. When it came down to it, the basic of it all was what he’d told
his feral friend earlier; he had promises to keep. So with another moment of
pride in his chest, he turned back towards the gate; opening it with ease.
Maito-Rock Lee was home.
~ ~ ~ x Chapter 2 ~ ~ ~
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Quick A/N:
Thank you to Skadi Hime for being my first review. I’m happy you found it
interesting thus forth!
Also, I apologize on every level. In the last chapter I F’d up a very important detail. It was Sakura’s left ovary
that got destroyed in the S-Rank mission. Her right one was the one that never
worked. Again, apologies about that.
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