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Love Me When I'm Gone	By : KittenCobra Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1971 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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51. Desperate Times
BOOM!!!
The sound of Earth and sand colliding crashes into my eardrums once again. Iwa arrived yesterday, and began bombarding the city walls with giant Earthen slabs and stones. Gaara has been using his sand as a barrier in front of the main wall, to keep damage down to a minimum and attempt to prevent a breach. I am thankful that the small Ultimate Defense portion keeps him protected even when his attention is on the main assault. His shinobi are atop the walls, taking on the Iwa shinobi in hand-to-hand combat.
Naruto and Sakura arrived this morning, circling around the enemy lines and launching themselves into the fray without instruction. Sakura has taken up a leadership position in the main hospital, returning to the front lines only to retrieve injured shinobi. She is doing all she can to mend them quickly. Naruto is using incredible numbers of shadow clones to take down as many shinobi as possible. I am beginning to worry about him, as both he and Gaara are using vast amounts of chakra.
I have been trying to help as much as possible, but I have never used my abilities in a large scale battle like this before. I have no idea how to be most effective. I can send out pain to large groups, crippling them as our shinobi move in… but is there a better way? I am also trying to be extra careful to keep completely out of the enemy shinobis’ reach AND maintain my illusion amidst this madness. It is taking a full half of my concentration to do the illusion alone! If the enemy understood my abilities, I would be a primary target. If the people of Suna saw me pregnant, they would panic. Either way, I have to keep my body safe – for the baby’s sake. Any time someone gets close, I use my wind and fire jutsu to keep their hands off me and knock them away. From my high point upon a tower on the wall, most of them fall to their deaths.
I look at Gaara’s sand shield again, twisting and turning and writhing against the onslaught, and I get an idea. A barrier…. I wonder…
I stretch my consciousness into the ground around me, and trace my way to the edges of the city. I push some of my chakra into it and try to form a pain barrier with my mind. It takes a huge amount of my remaining concentration. I raise the barrier up like a wall.
To my extreme excitement, any shinobi who passes through it to enter Suna over the wall falls to the ground and begins writhing in pain. I use the line like a trigger point capturing only those who are getting too close. Some of them simply writhe, unable to get free. Others hearts actually stop from the extreme pain. I feel a couple of Suna’s shinobi get caught in my snare and I work to mentally set them free from the others. Nearly all of my attention that’s not focused on my illusion is required to pull this off, and I can feel an extreme mental drain beginning to wash over me.
“RASENGAN!!” I hear Naruto suddenly shout as he wizzes by me with his signature move – an intensely concentrated ball of spinning chakra. He slams it full force into a shinobi I didn’t even realize was barreling towards me, knocking him and the four men on his heels back down to the ground far below. The fall itself kills all but one of them.
“Mizuke!” He turns to shout at me. “Be careful!”
“I’m sorry!” I turn to see him, and my breath catches in my throat.
He is using too much chakra, and the nine-tails cloak from his demon is starting to emerge. Red chakra bubbles across the surface of his body, boiling. His teeth have elongated into fangs, and the lines in his face have become more prominent, like the fox’s whiskers. His nails on his hands have grown into claws, and there is a tail-like portion of chakra waving behind him. I have never seen him like this before. The red chakra bubbles with undiluted rage. It is feeding off of his anger.
“Damnit, fox!” he screams, dropping to his knees and clutching his head. “I didn’t ask for your help!! Stay out of this!!” A roar of rage tears from his throat, and I sense Gaara turn towards us. His mind is panicked seeing Naruto lose control so close to me.
I will be fine! I shout to him. Pay attention to them! I can help him!
He decides to trust me, and turns his attention – or most of it – back to the assault. I leap into Naruto’s mind and am familiar with the image that greets me.
Naruto is standing in a deep red and black room – similar to Gaara’s mind when he would speak with Shukaku – with a giant metal gate in front of him. The gate has a great seal upon the door, but chakra is leaking from it and surrounding Naruto as he stands in ankle-deep water arguing with the fox eyes hiding deep behind the bars.
“Stay out of this!” Naruto shouts at Kyuubi with his hands balled into fists and shaking.
“Kyuubi!” I call to the fox as I approach them. “We do not require your help!”
“Who are you to speak to me little girl?” the Kyuubi asks me, then pauses. He sniffs the air around me as if curious. “What is your name child?”
“Utako Mizuke,” I say with all the confidence I can muster. “Leave Naruto in peace!”
“As you wish, Satsuriku no Tenshi.” To my surprise, the fox pulls back completely – and goes dormant. The entire cloud of red chakra fizzles away into nothing.
I pull out of Naruto’s mind to see that the red chakra has completely receded from his body as well. He is back to his normal self as the battle continues to rage around us. The noise rising up from the battlefield is deafening. He looks at me with shocked blue eyes.
“How… How did you do that?” he shouts, dumbfounded.
“You know I can go into your mind,” I hedge, not sure myself how to answer his real question.
“No. How… Why did Kyuubi listen to you? And why did he call you the Angel of Death?” his face is lined with worry, and his mind is spinning – trying to understand why the mad fox would think it knows me.
“Honestly,” I shout into his ear, “I have no idea. That’s a first for me too.”
BOOM!!!
A great piece of Earth explodes beside me as it shatters against Gaara’s sand. I turn to thank him, and my breath catches again. He is running out of chakra. He’s been extending himself too far, trying to shield too much of the city. His body is beginning to show his fatigue and his ultimate defense sand is becoming thinner and thinner.
“Sand prison!” he screams, scooping up another troop of enemy shinobi and crushing them amidst his sand as a smaller boulder makes it by him to impact the wall.
I look out across the battle field again. Temari is slicing away with her fan and Kankuro is capturing shinobi after shinobi in his puppet and ending them. Both of their chakra is running low also. Naruto is back on his feet, but his own chakra is already dangerously depleted. The Iwa shinobi are also suffering. It is unclear who will last longer. Suddenly, a massive Iwa shinobi rises to the forefront of the attack. He looks like a human boulder with dark skin and yellow eyes. His face is horribly scarred.
Oh God… I can see the hail-Mary attack he intends to launch. If he succeeds, we will lose this battle.
“Corpse soil!!” he screams and I am too late to stop him. A massive amount of earth rises like a tidal wave over the city wall. The bodies of dead shinobi begin rising out from it like living corpses and spilling out into the city. They’re relatively mindless but they kill anything in their path. Our shinobi are already stretched too thin, too worn out. I can hear our men screaming… “What the hell?! What are these things?!”
Mizuke!! I hear Sakura’s mind scream to me, and instinctively I turn to look for her. She is facing me from well inside the city with a wounded shinobi in each arm. You have to kill him! The jutsu caster! If he dies, the jutsu breaks!! Our village was attacked with this jutsu once before.
I turn back to him and reach to snatch his mind from his body, but a large piece of earth hits me directly in the side of the head. I fall hard against the stone floor of the tower, fighting to maintain my concentration past the pain. My ears are ringing, and I desperately focus on my illusion only… nothing else matters. I begin to hear Gaara’s voice drifting in over the ringing in my ears.
“Mizuke!! Jump!!” he screams at me. I have never heard fear like that in his voice before.
I turn to see another massive piece of earth headed towards me. I can’t let it hit me. It could kill the baby. I spring to my feet and sing out with my voice and my chakra, lifting myself into the air and dancing out away from the wall just as it impacts. The tower and explodes. I am not used to keeping myself in the air now that I am so much heavier, and it is a struggle to keep moving.
In a flash, Gaara is beside me, putting sand beneath both of us. I don’t understand why until it’s too late. He is shielding me with his body and his remaining sand. The enemy has seen his attempts to shield me and decided to use me as a decoy to take him down. It worked. As the earth hits us, the last of his chakra is spent. The sand armor that surrounds him like a second skin cracks and I see the smallest amount of blood trickle from the corner of his mouth as his eyes begin to drift closed. He collapses into my arms. We are suspended so high, far above the streets… and we begin to fall.
I can feel something within me snap; some invisible, emotional tether holding me back. We’re falling! My baby’s going to die! Gaara is going to die!! I feel rage pour into my body and flow through me like a river. It feels just like Kyuubi, but it is all me.
“NOOO!!!!” I scream out mentally and audibly.
Every human body on the battlefield drops like it has been hit with a great weight; Suna and Iwa alike. My mind begins to burn with an intensity I haven’t felt in a long time. I grasp Gaara’s head in my hands as we fall and leap into his mind, seizing control of his body and his sand. I use his mind to stabilize the platform beneath us to keep us from falling any further, and then launch us higher into the sky, looking out across the city and the invading army.
I need you to stay conscious, handsome! I call to him. This will not work unless his mind is accessible to me. Once he falls completely under, I will lose the connection.
His response is a single mental groan, but I can feel him willing himself to stay conscious with a desperation I have not felt from him before.
Fortunately, I have not used much of my own chakra, and I pour out what I have into his body now. I cannot control sand, but he can. He simply needs my chakra to do it.
Naruto! I shout to him and everyone else. Keep them away from us!
“Shadow clone jutsu!” Naruto jumps into action once again, summoning more shadow clones than I thought him still capable of.
I pour my chakra into Gaara’s body, using him like a human puppet. I call upon every grain of sand I can find within the village and raise it into a great wall around us. Next, I call upon my own wind jutsu and begin to sing a melody full of my fury and rage. The wind begins to whip around us like a hurricane, carrying the sand in its wake. We hover in the eye of a great sand storm. The Suna shinobi are in shock, and begin diving for cover. The wind and sand swirl harder and faster, but it’s still not enough.
Forgive me… I whisper to my unborn child, also pulling as much chakra from him as I can manage without harming him – I hope. I concentrate all of it as hard as I can into Gaara’s body, until I feel like I will explode from the strain.
“Sand hurricane!!” I scream out, letting go of the massive chakra – everything I have left.
The storm rages out in front of us, chewing up everything in its path. Corpse after corpse falls, and eventually their summoner falls; dispelling the rest of them. Massive numbers of Iwa shinobi are caught within the wall of wind and sand, and are shredded. The rest of them begin fleeing in fear of the massive wall bearing down on them. I can feel myself beginning to faint. I try to guide us down gently with the remaining ghosts of chakra I can still feel in my body – mostly belonging to the baby. We still land with a great thud atop a portion of the Suna wall which is still standing. I feel pain lance through my body and say a silent prayer of thanks that I landed on my back.
Sakura!! I cry out desperately to her only. Help me!! Please!! Hide me!! No one can see me!! Please!! I am clutching to my illusion with sheer panic.
Suddenly, I feel thin strong arms catch me up. Sakura huffs in surprise at my weight, but is more than strong enough to carry me. I can feel her pull me swiftly off the battlefield. I start to fall into the black but fight my way back, continuing to fight for my illusion. I am so weak. I can feel her race us into a room and set me down on something soft. I open my eyes enough to see her bar the door.
“What’s wrong? Where are you hurt!?” she shouts to me, her eyes full of concern.
I can no longer hear her thoughts. I feel my fragile hold on my illusion break and hear her gasp. She falls to her knees with her hand over her mouth.
“Please,” I beg her weakly. “Don’t let anyone see me. I beg you. Run if you have to. Send for Tsunade. No one can know I carry this child – especially not… Gaara. Plea…”
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51. Desperate Times