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
To an
observer, the place looked like a war zone. Smashed boulders, upturned trees,
caved in ground and a massive amount of weapons everywhere would greet the site
of any visitor. It was thought that if one even looked closely, one could swear
to see traces of blood, sweat and tears.
Anyone in
their right mind would, without hesitation, flee. Quickly. What ever battle had
been fought here was apparently still waging. It would be best not to get
caught up in it. Only an insane person would dare to intrude viewing this
measure of damage.
Then again,
it wasn’t really a battle of intent death. It wasn’t really a battle of malice
or ill intent. It was a battle field of proving. Proving what, par say, was
hard to tell. Who the hell would cause this much damage and destruction?
“HAKKESHO
KAITEN!”
“SOUSHOURYU!”
It was hard
to actually know how many weapons had come from the latter’s attack, let alone count
them. Guessing however, he’d have to say at least around 100, possibly more.
Currently the weapons sailed down towards the mass of spinning chakra. When
they impacted, weapons flew everywhere in every direction.
This was
the point; an all-direction weapons attack with little to no chance to escape
it.
The weapons
sailed out and across, and quiet a number hit their target. Though said target
dissipated in a cloud of white smoke the minute it was hit. Same would be said
for the other five identical targets. The one target that seemed to actually be
real however, was moving at an alarming pace, avoiding the highly lethal objects
barreling forth. Some hit lightly, most were avoided. The earlier mass of
spinning chakra came to an end, and in the center was a young man. Activating
his Kekkai Genkai once more, he began with a hard attack.
“HAKKE
ROKUJUYON SHOU!”
Swiftly,
nimbly, the young man began to move in is own style of taijutsu, and closed in
on the target.
Though
still a powerful Jounin in his own right, he was not as young as he used to be.
Confessions of admitting he himself began to fall behind to Lee’s training from
years before were the beginning of his ‘youthful’ end. However he was not one
to quit so easily. Sure, he’d be chided, numerous times, to stop putting
himself at so much risk and danger. He would nod, say they were absolutely
right and go through with it anyway. Hmm… maybe that wasn’t the best plan of
action. Or perhaps maybe it was. He knew a few other Jounin, his age of 33, and
they were a bit more subdued than him self currently.
Watching
the younger man come at him gave him very little time to react. However he knew
what to expect, so this would be good enough.
“Two
Strike!” Neji whipped around and jabbed two hands forward.
The fingers
found their target, but not exactly the right spot. Not one to hesitate, Neji
just came back around and followed through.
“Four
Stike!” It was an attack that could not be blocked, but thwarted.
Two arms
flew out, taking the first two strikes; leaving legs open and vulnerable for
the next two.
“Kaa..!”
“Eight
Strike!” Neji began again, elated by the fact he made those hits.
Almost with
a manner of slow motion, as Neji drew forward to deliver the first volley of
strikes, the opponent leant back, almost directly vertical in nature; arms
shooting back, and legs reversing up.
Neji’s
first hit missed, and with the few seconds his arm was extended – exposed – two
large feet clamped down on it and with an unyielding force, flung the younger
of them forward. Hands still quick to move stopped the inevitable crash;
springing himself up and back – sliding onto his feet.
‘What the hell was that? How could he
possible do that’
“No fair,
Sensei. You’re not supposed to know anything new.”
The
momentum from the launch had the older Jounin in the air; and he came back
down, feet first, and swirled around on the spot.
“And why
not, Neji? I’m not all that old.”
A wide
fanged smile was returned with a mischievous grin.
“If you say
so.”
Neji jumped
up and over the man, and flung a kunai towards the green jump suited one. While
nothing too impressive, the kunai did have an explosive tag on it. Easily
jumping back to avoid the blast damage, the older man stopped short when his
mind began to calculate his last move.
‘Ah, not wise.’
“Subtle
Entry!”
Not having
enough time to turn around, the older simply took the hit – the hit in itself
was something that had impressed him the first time Neji employed it. A more
toned down version of his own ‘Dynamic entry,’ this strategy lead the opponent
into the attack using the explosive kunai. From there, the attack would already
be in place when the opponent landed, and pull off a sweeping round house kick
placed near the thigh region.
Connecting,
the green beast was slammed to the left. Twisting midway in the air, and
striking out a hand to catch the ground, he forced himself to gain control over
his body. Once again landing down hard onto the ground, feet flush. Though that
had smarted.
“Gai-Sensei!”
Startled
slightly from his spot, he looked skyward to see his female student diving
downwards – chakra strings attached to all the former weapons she’d last fired.
There would be only one way to take this attack, and that would be head on. Pushing
off with his feet with a great amount of force, Gai flew up to meet his
student, as she pulled forward and let the weapons sail.
“KONOHA DAI
SENPUU!”
The attack
was not aimed at the woman, but rather its high speed used much as before like
Neji had done in the beginning. For the most part, it worked; almost all the
weapons were deflected away, and in some cased back towards the user. A few
smaller weapons managed to get through. TenTen landed safely, however a stray
tanto found its way into her lower calf.
“Kee!”
Gritting her teeth, she grabbed to offending weapon and yanked it out – quick
and clean.
“TenTen,
are you alright?” Neji was next to her in an instant, though he’d not been far
behind.
“Yeah, I’m
good.”
A heavy
thud was heard behind them. The only reaction the two could make were the
widening of their eyes as two long katana drew up and crossed in front of them.
Both swords pressed lightly against their necks. They knew if they moved the
wrong way, blood would be spilt.
“I think
this will end it. It seems I am once again undefeated.”
“Aww…we
were so close this time.” TenTen took Neji’s hand when the swords were taken
away.
“Indeed.
Perhaps it was only luck this time in my favor.” The Sensei replied.
“Though I
have to say that move you played off each other was brilliant. When did you
devise that, I wonder?” Gai couldn’t help but smile at the pair’s
resourcefulness.
“We’ve been
putting together some training regiments for these matches. Lucky us that we
could use them in missions, should the need arise.” TenTen smiled lightly.
“TenTen saw
the trajectory angles could work to our favor, since nothing can slip past my
Hakkesho Kaiten. From there it was a simple bounce and ploy method.”
“Wonderful!
That is the spirit of youthfulness for you.”
TenTen
audibly sighed, but the look was of amusement rather than annoyance. With this,
she leaned in and embraced the older Jounin.
“Don’t ever
change, Gai-Sensei.”
A
warmhearted smile crossed Gai’s face as he returned a soft embrace and rested a
hand on her brunette hair.
“Promise.”
A grin only he could give.
“Maa..
cute. Am I interrupting a touching moment?” A new voice broke in between the
two.
“Ah,
Kakashi-Sensei, not at all.” Pulling back from the other man, TenTen smiled at
the silvery hair man.
“Good to
see you doing well, TenTen, Neji.” The other Jounin nodded towards them.
“You as
well, Kakashi-Sensei. What brings you here?” Neji walked over, sliding in next
to TenTen.
“Actually,
I just need to borrow your training dummy, if you don’t mind.” The way the only
visibly facial feature crinkled, Neji figured either he was smiling, or
grinning.
“Yeah, go ahead;
we’re done with him anyway.” TenTen turned lightly and playfully stuck her tongue
out towards her Sensei.
What was
probably the most comical thing about this was that Gai returned the gesture.
Neji shook
his head lightly, but hiding his own grin turned with TenTen, and both the
younger Jounin walked towards where they last left their bags.
“Well that
was real mature. Sure you’re thirty three, ne?”
Onyx eyes
lazily drifted to the other man present.
“Hmm, sorry?
Didn’t catch that.”
One slate
blue eye rolled at that.
“Nice try,
wise ass.” Kakashi walked up to the other and handed him a small envelope.
“I came by
to let you know I’ll be leaving this afternoon for a mission.”
“If you
came to tell me that, there must be a reason why.” Gai gave him a questioning
look.
“It’s to be
a three day mission.”
“Ah. Well
then, I’m sure you’ll go and get back as soon as possible then.”
“And what incentive
do I have for that?” Kakashi’s
expression was one of practiced flatness.
An equally
flat expression returned his, one large eyebrow raised with it.
“Well if
you even have to SAY that, then what
the hell are you doing here?”
The coy
smile returned with a light chuckle.
“That was
low-”
“I guess
since your Eternal Rival isn’t good enough for incentive…” Gai reached into his
kunai pouch and proceeded to retrieve an item.
“Perhaps
this will have to do.” He finished, hold a small orange bound book.
Kakashi’s
visible eye widened at this.
“Is that
the new-?”
“Jiraiya-Sama
owed me a favor; so I poked around a bit and seemed to have gotten this as
compensation; though I don’t what I’m
going do with it.”
Kakashi,
being a very in control person, would normal just shrug at something as
childish as this ploy. However, this was not just anything. This was something
very special to the silvery haired one. So what did he do?
“GIMME!”
Almost dove for the orange treasure.
“I think
not. This is your incentive to get back quicker.” Gai held it back
“Alright, I
get it, I was mean. Let me have the book.” Kakashi tried reaching for it.
“You get it
when you get back.”
“You
stubborn bastard.” Kakashi gave the other a look of accepted defeat.
“I could
say the same.”
Regaining
himself again, Kakashi straightened and ran a hand through his hair.
“Just keep
an ear out for anything while I’m gone.”
Gai nodded
lightly to the other.
“If I hear
anything of Naruto, I’ll send word immediately.”
“Alright
then, I’m off.” Kakashi rose a hand up and gently tapped the other man between
the eyebrows.
“Don’t get
yourself killed.”
“Same goes for you. Whom else could
I challenge?” Gai stated with a half grin, half smile.
With that Kakashi began to walk off. As if on
an after thought, he spoke up again, continuing forward without turning back.
“Try not to burn the house down.”
Onyx eyes rolled, accompanied by a
moan.
“That was two year ago.” Gai
drawled out in a sing-song manner.
“I don’t care.” And almost
sing-song reply.
And with that the floofy haired
Jounin vanished.
Muttering incomprehensibly, Gai
turned and headed back to the training ground turned battle field. Retrieving a
few items he’d brought along, he gave one final goodbye to his two former
students. It was only now that he began to feel tired, began to feel his
muscles aching and began to feel the overall soreness that spar have brought
on. He was actually happy to be heading home for the day. First thing he’d do,
would be to grab a nice relaxing shower. After that, he’d just see how he felt,
though a nap sounded appealing.
The small house itself wasn’t
anything overly impressive, nor was anything shabby. It was nice to actually
have room for once, instead of that tiny apartment he had lived in years ago.
Of course, back then, that was all he could afford. Finally arriving at the
door, Gai fished around for his keys. He felt, more than heard, the sudden
presence behind him, and turned around casually.
“Not gone yet?” The copper hued man
questioned, as he set his bag down.
“I forgot something.” The copy-nin tilted
his head slightly.
“Oh?”
“Hnn..”
“And what
exactly did you forget?” Half lidded ebony eyes met a gaze of half lidded slate
blue.
Shifting,
the silver haired one began forward, slowly closing in on the taijutsu
specialist.
“You know,
the usual.”
Lifting a
hand to the ever present masks, Kakashi hooked a finger underneath them and
tugged it lightly downward. His arms snaked their way around the other, pulling
himself in close and mingling lips with lips. In turn, Gai, too, brought around
his arms to capture the slimmer Jounin in the embrace.
Neither
gave in first to let go. After about ten minutes, Kakashi broke from the heated
kiss, and gave the other man a stern look before speaking.
“Don’t wait
up for me.”
“What if I
want to?” A mock pout.
“Gai..”
“Kashi…”
A light
growl; followed by a heavy sigh.
“Just don’t
make yourself sick.” Kakashi untangled himself and raised the masks to their
usually place once again.
“Promise.”
Gai nodded, and leaned forward, giving a chaste kiss to the other’s temple.
“Alright.
I’m off, again.” With a few steps back, and a few hand signals, the copy-nin
vanished once again in a cloud of smoke.
Exhaling a
contented sigh, the remaining man grabbed up his bags once again and headed
into the house. Depositing the bag on the bed, and grabbing up a fresh towel,
the only thing he currently had planned was a nice long relaxing shower.
Really, Kakashi could sometimes worry too much. True, a few times – ok, number
of times – Gai had waited up late on Kakashi’s longer missions, but that was
just him. He could only be who he was; a good rival, a good friend, a good
lover…
He could
only be himself.
And he was Hatake Gai.
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