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ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ	By : Sessakag Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Naruto/Hinata Views: 44706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Nine
Sixth Sense

June 15, 2008

Naruto walked through the streets of Konoha, hands nestled in the front pocket of his bright orange hoodie. It was still a bit early before he was due to meet Hinata at Ichiraku and the blonde genin had decided to wander a bit. He was always loathe to stay inside his empty apartment and today was no different. As he wandered, he graciously signed autographs and even smiled big for a handful of photos.
After his….friendly chat with his girlfriend’s father, unable to return to sleep, he had instead spent the early morning engaged in light training, followed closely with a shower and an hours worth of review for his up coming jonin exam.
He was nervous as hell but determined to pass.
He couldn’t let this opportunity slip away. Though Kakashi-sensei had been unable to promote him directly to jonin, the Rokudaime had at least allowed a one time waiver of the chunin exam. The decision had come after deliberation, a month after the end of the war. A compromise to reward his heroism and at the same time, avoid the appearance of favoritism. If he failed, he would be relegated back to the traditional procedure of increasing his rank and would have to apply for chunin before jonin. The response hadn’t been what he was hoping for, but it was still more than enough for the determined Uzumaki.
Naruto wasn’t too concerned about the how’s and why’s, he was just psyched for the chance to advance.
Becoming a jonin opened doors previously closed to him.
The position would finally give him the chance to head his own team, instead of being obligated to follow whoever was put in charge. He’d get first hand experience on what it took to lead, to gain confidence in the role of leader. A chance to put everything he had learned to the test.
Solo missions were also something to look forward to, though he was a little apprehensive about that. Most solo missions entailed a measure stealth, quiet intrusion and silent retreats.
Loud and clumsy on the best of days, he was about as stealthy as a giant orange elephant.
It was something he and Hinata planned to work on together. Though she was still a chunin, Hinata had been on several missions specializing in stealth and seemed to excel at them, or so he seemed to think after the stories she had told him about the lone missions she had been assigned during and after his absence with Jiraiya.
Not that he was surprised, she was quiet even when she wasn’t trying to be.
With the money he had saved in his bank, he wasn’t really that excited about the pay increase that would follow but he was satisfied he would be able to live off of his wages instead of using his savings to supplement the expenses his genin salary didn’t quite cover.
After he reached jonin and settled into the position, his Kage studies would begin in earnest and he was looking forward to the daunting task. The amount of work it would take was a bit staggering and he was a bit green around the gills thinking about all the political fodder he was going to have to learn, but otherwise he felt a sort of surreal excitement and anticipation to be getting so close to the dream he had been proclaiming he would achieve as far back as he could remember.
Naruto frowned slightly in thought.
He was beginning to form a deeper understanding of what it took to bear the mantle of Hokage and was finding the title meant more than just being strong enough to protect the village physically. Economic protection was just as important for a healthy village to flourish and thrive.
His current study material touched briefly on the political aspects of being a ninja, honing in on the powers and authority of the daimyo in regards to the shinobi village and the Fire Nation as a whole. The Hidden Leaf was a stronghold of force and defense for the country but at the same time, danced and moved in accordance to the directives of outside influences and the will of the daimyo. It had also given a snap shot of the scope and scale of special interest groups that weighed in on the daily functioning of the village and country at large. Villages and towns he had never heard of, lands he had never been to, foreign countries far across the ocean effected the vitality and functionality of the Land of Fire.
It was kind of disconcerting to realize how many special interest groups had a hand in shaping policy and enacting change.
It made his brain ache.
The broader importance of his career path, the politics surrounding his employment had never once crossed his mind. Konoha was not the only place that depended on people like him. It was the entire Fire Nation. A vast web of intertwined pockets of human populations that worked and thrived together, domestically and internationally.
He sighed, pushing aside the complexities of governing.
No sense marinating on it, he needed to pass his exam first and worry about all that later.
Right now, he was more interested in getting some noodles with his girlfriend. He meandered into part of the shopping areas and slowed at a store with a collage of flowers on display out front and in the windows. The mingled aroma of the delicate plants drifted beneath his nose as he drew closer.
In the shop window, a cluster stood out to his curious eyes.
He bent at the waist to get a better look. The flowers were circular, flat, and a bright, vibrant combination of blue, white, and purple. They looked soft, simple and delicate yet stood out to him more than the other flamboyant and complex flora.
Hinata would like something like that.
Simple things made her smile.
“Looking for a bouquet for your girlfriend, Naruto?”
The blonde ninja straightened, ruffling the back of his hair. Red lightly colored his cheeks, a bright smile spreading his lips. Pride warred with embarrassment at the comment.
“Yeah, I’m on my way to eat dinner with Hinata at Ichiraku’s.”
Ino leaned further out from her place just inside the doorway of Yamanaka Flowers.
“Awww,” Ino gushed, “Aren’t you two just too cute!”
“Ahh…well.” he chuckled shyly.
Ino widened the door, gesturing for him to enter.
“You were looking at the asagao bouquet right? Come on in, friends get a discount.” she encouraged with a friendly wink.
Naruto entered the shop, observing the wide variety of flora lining the shelves and display tables. Ino scooped up the violet flowers that had initially gain his attention from a hanging basket near the check out counter. Yamanaka moved behind the register, pulling out white wrapping paper and a shinny pink length of ribbon from the cubbies below.
“Soooooo.” Ino probed, taking her time arranging the flowers.
“Hm?”
“How’d your date go?”
“It was...uh…fun. I think it went okay, ‘ttebayo.” he replied awkwardly.
He wasn’t really sure what she wanted to know about it. He was fairly certain Hinata had had a good time yesterday, he knew he had had a blast and later, that make-out session in front of her apartment door…
His face turned red.
“Hmmmmmm,” the blonde kunoichi hummed slyly, “My, my, what red cheeks you have. Somebody had a good time. You play the lip lock game with Hinata?”
His flush deepened to crimson.
Ino laughed.
She leaned over the counter and asked in a conspiratorial whisper, “Tongue or no tongue?”
“Ino!” he exclaimed, mortified.
It was one thing to talk about girls with the guys, they didn’t bat an eye when he got perverted during said discussion, in fact, often times they joined in. He knew some things about Temari and Ino herself that he was sure neither woman wanted him to know. It was quite a different situation for him to share his thoughts with another girl. As much as the guys compared notes, he was sure girls did too and he was certain he didn’t want anything embarrassing to get back to his new girlfriend.
She laughed again, handing him the wrapped bouquet and giving him his total. His face was radiating heat as he took the flowers, paid his bill and made his way out.
He reached the door when Ino spoke again.
“Definitely tongue.”
The cool outside air was welcome against his over heated skin.
He grumbled as he made his way to Ichiraku. So what if he kissed with his tongue involved, he liked it and he was pretty sure Hinata did too. He’d done it twice and not once had she complained.
Sai was right, Ino enjoyed teasing way too much.
The sun was low in the sky when he made it to Ichiraku. He glanced around, looking for the dark haired, pale skinned beauty he was supposed to meet. Elation filled him when he spotted her shinny blue-black locks nearing the ramen shop. The bright grin that covered his face froze and annoyance creased his brow when his gaze lighted on the man next to her.
Hinata hadn’t seen him yet, was engrossed in an engaging conversation with that Toneri asshole.
Irritation and dislike crawled over his skin.
He trusted her one hundred percent, knew she wasn’t interested in the tall, suave man chatting with her, but that didn’t mean that slimy bastard wasn’t interested in her. The very thought grated on his nerves. Blonde brows lowered as his girlfriend giggled and blushed at something the man said, Toneri in turn seeming to chuckle.
Naruto glared with all he was worth, throwing kunai with fierce blue eyes.
As if he felt the venom the young genin tossed his way, the white haired male lifted his head, piercing ice blue orbs clashing with azure. The two engaged in a stare down of mutual dislike, both frowning fiercely. Hinata, sensing the change in her conversation partner, looked around for the source.
Naruto was mollified by the look that transformed her face.
Lavender eyes brightened, a flush of pleasure and happiness filling her cheeks as she caught sight of him. He returned her smile, elation filling his chest.
“Naruto-kun,” she beamed when the pair reached him, “Good evening, did you have to wait long?”
“Nope, just got here.” he said, reaching for her hand.
He tugged her to him, pressing his lips briefly to hers. With her face absolutely bright red, he pulled her into the cradle of his left side, arm around her waist as he presented her with the bouquet. Her sigh of happiness and soft smile further soothed his ruffled feathers.
“Thank you, Naruto-kun.” came her gentle words as she accepted the flowers, sniffing delicately.
The look she gave him brought a flush to his own face. His gaze shifted down to her lips, debating whether it would be too much if he fused his lips to hers again.
“I see there have been some…developments since last we met, Uzumaki.”
Naruto’s gaze snapped up to the stone faced man. A militant, slightly smug up turn of his lips brought a crease of irritation to the puppet crafter’s silver brows.
“Yeah,” Naruto confirmed, “Hinata is my girlfriend.”
Naruto articulated the word girlfriend with absolute relish, his arm tightening slightly around her waist.
The sneer was was barely perceptible but not loss on the irritated genin as the businessman spoke again.
“Congratulations on your…relationship, Hinata-san.”
Hinata stirred at his side, turning to face the sharp eyed man. Her face was lightly flushed and she was bumping her index fingers together. Knowing her as well as he did, he could tell she was uncomfortable with the tension coating the conversation.
“Thank you, Toneri-san…um…Naruto-kun and I are…we had planned to have dinner together here at Ichiraku’s…and I don’t want to take up more of your time, if you’ll excuse-”
“Actually, Hinata-san,” Toneri interrupted, giving her a soft, slightly pleading look that set Naruto’s teeth on edge, “I hate to be a burden, or to ruin your…date, but I must ask for your assistance for just a bit longer. The financial institution in charge of the loan for the expansion had some questions I believe you can clarify for me.”
Naruto’s eyes narrowed.
“I would of course defer to your father in this matter, but as I understand it, he will be indisposed for the remainder of the day and the deadline to send my response to the institution is fast approaching. If I don’t get the missive sent out by tomorrow morning, it could tie up and complicate further negotiations.”
“So basically you’re trying to ruin our date?” Naruto translated, a bored expression on his face.
“N-Naruto-kun!”
“Surely not, Uzumaki. I am merely trying to avoid a financial headache,” he negated smoothly, his visage arranged in smug slyness, “I assure you, I won’t take up much of your time.”
For Naruto, spending even a minute with this guy was taking up too much time.
“I’m sorry, Naruto-kun,” Hinata said, drawing his attention, “Do you mind if Toneri-san joins us?”
Naruto knew he couldn’t say no to those big lilac eyes staring so guilelessly at him. With a smile that threatened to shatter his face, blonde brow twitching, he spoke words that tasted like shit.
“Sure, no problem, join us.”
The trio made their way to the seats at the bar and old man Teuchi greeted the hungry customers with a huge smile.
“Welcome, take a seat,” he invited, “Naruto, my favorite customer, been a while!”
Despite his dislike of the third wheel that had inserted himself, the usually happy-go-lucky genin couldn’t help but smile in return, his mood lifting. Teuchi was a big part of his life, had been since Naruto had first wandered into the shop as a sad, lonely, lost little boy desperate for a kind gaze.
“Yeah, couple of weeks,” he grinned back, “How are things, old man?”
“Same old, same old,” the elder man replied, “I see you brought your girlfriend with, huh?”
“Ehhh? You know already?” Naruto pouted, “I was gonna surprise you.”
“Ha! Everyone’s been waiting for this day for years, even more people were waiting since you become the hero of the Leaf,” Teuchi explained, “You certainly kept this pretty young lady waiting long enough.”
Hinata sat fidgeting, her cheeks heated while Toneri looked like he would rather chew rocks than listen to the friendly conversation.
Naruto scratched a whisker marked cheek at that, an uncomfortable smile on his face. It seemed like there was no one in the entire village that hadn’t known about Hinata’s feelings. It was kinda embarrassing for him, the object of her affection, to be the last in on the not so secret, secret.
“Ahhh, well…uh.”
Teuchi let loose a deep, belly rumbling laugh at his bumbling.
“Well the important thing is, you finally got your head on straight and now you’ve got a gorgeous young lady in your life. Congratulations, Naruto.”
“Thanks old man,” Naruto grinned.
“So what can I get for you fine people?”
After taking orders, Teuchi turned and set to work. Five minutes later, Naruto was ready for Toneri to get lost. Fifteen minutes and two bowls of ramen later, Naruto was more than ready for Toneri to get lost. Thirty minutes and four bowls of ramen later, Naruto was ready to throw Toneri out into the streets of Konoha behind them.
The arrogant, slimy, sly bastard was hogging all of Hinata’s attention, plying her with lavish compliments and taking any opportunity to touch her hand.
His limited patience was wearing real thin, and he was close to pouring the remaining broth in his bowl over the smarmy asshole’s head. Just as he was about to pick his bowl up and proceed with the ill advised but potentially satisfying action, the dark haired woman seated between the two men placed her chopsticks down and turned to Toneri.
“Toneri-san, I hope I was able to answer your questions,” the young Hyuuga began, “I really am sorry, but…Naruto-kun and I really have to be going.”
Naruto just suppressed the childish urge to cheer and stick his tongue out at the silver haired business man.
“Of course, Hinata-san,” Toneri agreed smoothly, “Excuse my intrusion.”
“O-oh it was no problem at all, Toneri-san,” she stood as Naruto paid the balance of their portion, “I’m glad I was able to help.”
Toneri placed money on the counter and smiled down at her.
“You were a big help, Hinata-san. Your father is very lucky to have a daughter with a mind for business.”
“T-Thank you.”
The three wandered out and stood in front of the shop, Naruto pouting slightly, hands in the pocket of his hoodie. Toneri had taken a hold of one of her hands again.
“Thank you again for your kindness, Hinata-san,”
He let go of her hand and the good humor left his face. Both men glared daggers.
“Uzumaki.” he sneered by way of goodbye.
“Toneri.” Naruto clapped back with just as much contempt.
Naruto watched the male retreating with a fierce scowl. There was no getting past it, he absolutely could not stand that guy.
His jaw slackened as warm, soft lips pressed to one of his cheeks. Blue eyes shifted to the blushing girl next to him. She held her flowers clutched against her chest, moon colored eyes shinning.
“I’m sorry about that, Naruto-kun…I…couldn’t turn him down. The Hyuuga have a high standard of courtesy regarding business clients…We’re known for our honest dealings and overly solicitous approach…”
She was bumping her index fingers again.
“I did want to…have dinner with you…alone…”
Bad mood ripped away, Naruto grinned, wrapping his arms around her little waist and kissing her full on the mouth.
She was too damn cute.
“Don’t sweat it, Hinata! There’s always tomorrow, ‘ttebayo!”
Her smile was bright and her face blazing red as he slipped an arm over her shoulders, pulling her close as he guided her towards her apartment.
xxxxxx

September 12, 2008
It was a windless, cloudless day, the humidity of fading summer lingering in the air. The unit of three shinobi and one ninja hound were returning at a sedate pace to the Village Hidden in the Leaf. The young men spoke among themselves, the subject of their conversation one they engaged in often.
Relationships.
“You’re surprisingly insecure, Naruto-kun.” Sai commented.
“Ehhhh?”
“For once I agree with the robot,” Kiba concurred, “You’re insecure, Hinata isn’t like that.”
“Its not her I’m worried about!” Naruto growled, fist raised, “It’s that Toneri bastard. Ever since he found out me and Hinata are together he’s been chasing after her. Every time I turn around there’s his smug, ugly face smirking and trying to touch her hand.”
Kiba laughed at the comically exaggerated expression of closed eyed irritation on the face of his dim witted friend and rival. The group moved to the side of the dirt road they had been traveling on and took a seat on available stumps beneath a shady tree for a quick break. Naruto continued his tirade as the men took out canteens of water and left over rice balls.
“That slimy guy just can’t wait to try and get close to her when I’m not around.”
“Maybe,” Kiba conceded,, feeding Akamaru part of his rice ball, “But Hinata is less than interested in anyone other than your dumb ass.”
“Teme…” Naruto glared.
“Besides, she’s most likely on a mission too and no where near him.” Sai commented.
“Eh? Why do you think that?” Naruto asked dubiously.
“Because the village needs more ninja.” he responded, as though that explained everything.
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“You’re so dumb. Think about it Naruto, how do you produce more ninja?” Kiba asked.
Naruto folded one arm and brought his hand to his chin, brain scrambling to make a connection between the question Kiba posed, Sai’s comment and Hinata being on a mission.
Minutes ticked by before his mind alighted on an answer that he found acceptable.
“With training.” Naruto answered with confidence.
“You are absolutely hopeless.” Kiba sighed.
“Yes, but you can’t just train anyone to become a quality ninja,” Sai reasoned. “Most ninja come from a family of ninjas, not from the civilian population. More importantly, things like hidden jutsu and kekkei genkai are passed along by the Clans of a shinobi village and aide greatly in the production of quality nin. You can’t train a civilian into developing the Byakugan or the unique stamina and longevity of the Uzumaki Clan, so that only leaves one way to acquire those special traits in new shinobi.”
Naruto’s head tilted in further confusion.
“You’re not making any sense Sai. What does any of that have to do with Hinata being on a mission like me?”
“In order for those traits to be passed down, certain conditions have to be met. Ninja couples have to become a priority and their relationship nurtured and encouraged. A way to do that is to match mission schedules as closely as can be arranged to further facilitate opportunity for the production of quality shinobi.”
“Hmmm…?”
He still didn’t get it.
Sai sighed, sitting his rice ball in his lap and bringing up his hands.
He lifted one finger on his right hand.
“This is you.” he explained.
With his left hand, he formed a circle with his pointer finger and thumb.
“This is Hinata.” he proclaimed.
Naruto watched with a flaming face as his pale friend stuck his finger in and out of the hole over and over, leaving no mistake of what he was saying.
“And this is what happens between a couple when they have time to spend with each other,” Sai lectured, continuing the lewd motion, “Now do you get it?”
“Y-yeah I-I get it!!” Naruto stammered, “Now would you cut it out, ‘ttebayo!”
Kiba hooted with laughter, falling over on the log he’d been seated on. Even Akamaru wagged his tail in enjoyment.
The former Root ninja’s lips curled in amusement but he ended the crude gesture.
Naruto glowered at the two, contemplating whether it was worth his time to shut the howling Inuzuka up.
“Konoha is in a deficit in terms of strength, these are things that have to be taken into consideration. If ninja couples are able to spend more time together then apart, nature is more likely to take its course.” Sai told his flustered friend.
“What are you so embarrassed about? Its not like we don’t talk about this kinda stuff all the time,” Kiba pointed out as he straightened, wiping tears from his eyes.
“Yeah, but that was different,” Naruto insisted, “It wasn’t really anybody specific.”
Now, when they talked about stuff like this, he was not only able to put a face to who he wanted to do those things with, there was also a real chance for him to actually do it. Talk no longer felt like a hypothetical. It was a when rather than an if. He was closer to losing his virginity than he had ever been in his life and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous as hell about it. From what little he knew about the actual act, there were a number of things that could turn it into a painful, embarrassing experience for both parties. Unlike him, Hinata’s first time most likely wasn’t going to be pleasant. Sai had told him horror stories about the different proverbial land mines that littered different copulation situations.
With a dire voice, he’d told tales of how girls cried during their first time if her partner was clumsy, or too rough. How women got angry if a guy came too fast. How the size and length of his little man would be measured and compared to others over drinks and snacks during a girl’s night out.
The first scenario alone was enough to leave his gut churning in anxiety because even he knew he was clumsy and rough. Finesse had never been his strong point, and he was more than a little worried he’d lose his head and hurt her in the process. That was the last thing he wanted to do!
“You’re surprisingly slow, Naruto. It’s been three months and you guys haven’t done it yet?” Kiba asked.
“What do you mean slow?” Naruto growled, “Its normal to get to know someone before you hop into bed!”
“Psh,” Kiba dismissed with a wave of his hand, “You two have known each other forever, and are best friends, how much more do you need to get to know each other? Sai and Ino were together three weeks before they got physical. Me and Tamaki are already having sex and we only got together…”
The feral ninja paused to do the math and failed.
“We got together the last week of June. Turned in my V card back in August. What’s your excuse?”
Naruto rolled his eyes at that. Kiba had gone on and on about it since it had happened, strutting around, more arrogant than usual and teasing his virgin friend at every opportunity.
“That’s different. Ino wasn’t a virgin and she’s not shy about things like that. Sai wasn’t a virgin either, so its easier for them to get to that point.” Naruto refuted.
“Tamaki was a virgin.” Kiba pointed out.
“Yeah, but Tamaki isn’t as shy as Hinata.”
“Or you, apparently.” Sai put in with his customary disjointed smile.
“Maybe you should get drunk again,” Kiba suggested, “That seemed to help you pick up the pace.”
Uzumaki gave the two needlers the fiercest frown he could muster. They were never gonna let him live down that night. While Sakura had battered him for his transgressions, the guys had laughed and slapped him on the back for finally getting his head out of the sand and never wasted an opportunity to remind him of it. The young blonde normally took it in stride.
They knew about his blunders and he knew about theirs. He was just as bad in teasing them when he got the chance.
Naruto crossed his arms over his chest.
“Don’t be stupid Kiba. Sakura-chan would bury me if I did that again and I don’t want to be drunk when we…”
“Fuck.” Sai supplied.
Reaching down, Naruto gripped his canteen full of water and tossed it hard at the dark haired male. The sound of a container hitting a thick skull was satisfying, as was the thud of the loose mouthed ninja hitting the dirt ground.
“So what do you guys think about the daimyo’s adviser?” Kiba asked, changing the subject.
Naruto sat back, calling to mind the creepy pale man that had arrived two weeks ago. Tall, reed thin and delicate looking, the adviser to the Fire Daimyo had strode into the village surrounded by a convey of strutting bodyguards and stoic assistants carrying various boxed items and pushing small carts of personal items. He had been sitting on the outside patio of a dango shop, studying with Hinata and Sakura when the throng paraded by.
Curious, he had watched them pass, wondering what business they had in the village.
Oddly subdued, Sakura had explained who the dour looking male was.
Myoku Yagutsu.
Chief consultant and apparently, right hand man of the daimyo, said to be the most trusted voice in the ear of their fickle Feudal Lord. Naruto couldn’t say he had ever heard of the guy and knew absolutely nothing about him, but looking at the flat, cold black eyes, he wasn’t sure that was a bad thing. Myoku didn’t look the least bit approachable. His silver hair was pulled back in a severe ponytail, ending mid-back and wore perfectly pressed, pristine white garb.
The daimyo didn’t normally show much interest or initiative to get personally involved with the goings on of the shinobi village and was clearly continuing that trend by sending a member of his counsel.
He followed up his teammate’s explanation with a litany of questions that were rebuffed.
Instead, the pink haired kunoichi had said simply that the state of the ninja world and the recent attacks were leading to some changes in the way things were going to be handled, at least for the next coming years. A knee jerk reaction to an unprecedented situation facing Fire Country not only militarily, but economically.
It all sounded kind of like the political strings he had read about in his textbooks.
“Hmm,” Sai hummed, righting himself on his stump, “There’s talk he and Shikamaru are bumping heads.
“That’s what I heard,” Kiba commented, “Shikamaru says the guy is a real pain in the ass, rearranging things the way he wants, doesn’t listen to anything other than his own voice. A real hard ass.”
“What’s his deal anyway?” Naruto asked, “Sakura-chan knew a little bit but didn’t really say why he was here in the first place.”
Sai stood, dusting his pants off and rearranging the large scroll strapped to his back.
“Remember back when you were in the hospital for your prosthetic and Shikamaru mentioned the unrest with the peace treaty?” the painter asked.
“Yeah. He went to Suna with Temari to talk about it right?” Naruto recalled, taking his cue from the team leader and standing.
The group moved back to the road as they spoke.
“Well the talks didn’t really help all that much,” Sai continued, “The Kage are still a bit uneasy, the civilian population are uneasy and that makes the daimyo uneasy. There’ve been a number of meeting between the daimyo and prominent leaders of surrounding towns and villages and a push for all of the daimyo to get more involved in the discussion and process of international security. The war was less than a year ago, and people are still traumatized. Its not an unexpected move for those in power to at least try and give the illusion of doing something.”
“And for our lazy daimyo, the easiest thing to do was to send that creepy, prissy, pain in the neck.” Kiba added.
Sai shrugged.
“Perception matters. Part of politics.”
“Hmmmm,” Naruto mumbled, digesting the information and listening to two talk as they walked.
A low hum arrested his attention.
Their voices faded away
His legs slowed to a stop. Blue eyes searched, ears straining. Nothing seemed out of place. Birds chirped, wildlife scurried and insects buzzed.
And yet…
He could hear something.
It sounded like…low screaming or howling just on the edge of his hearing. There was no direction, no indication of where it was coming from…just there…in his ear…sort of…
He listened harder, goosebumps beading along his skin.
It was screaming but…not…
What the hell?
Deep within, Kurama stirred. The young Jinchuuriki could feel the fox’s sleepy awareness, not quite fully awake, but disturbed as well. This was the first time in a while that the kyuubi had shown signs of life since his self imposed slumber.
“Naruto?” Sai called.
Closing his eyes, Naruto slipped into sage mode, feeling the energy around him in an attempt to locate the source of the sound. Blonde brows creased in concentration as he searched.
A minute ticked by.
Two.
Just as he moved to deactivate senjutsu, he felt it. Something he had never felt in his entire life.
A...cold spot.
At least it felt cold. Like a…void? An absence of presence disrupting the flow of intertwined energy surrounding the spot, as though the natural energy had parted and made room for…what? Like the noise, he couldn’t place a direction.
It was gone in an instant, as though it had never been.
His eyes opened, shifting over landscape.
“What happened, Naruto?” Sai asked.
Naruto stared at the peaceful scenery
“I don’t know.” he answered honestly.
xxxxxx
Hey guys, another chapter for you! I can honestly say I am really, really enjoying writing this story! I hope you all enjoy reading.
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