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Chapter 29 Losing and Gaining
CHAPTER 29 Losing and Gaining
“Why are you doing this!” he stormed; sweating profusely.
“….”
Retching sounds filled the small dark room; desperately trying to summon his Jutsu. A nauseous feeling over took him again the room swayed, unable to see the man before him. “You won’t get away with this, you sick bastard!” He gushed defiantly, every breath an agonizing effort; he slumped to the floor unconscious.
Kuni-te stared at the man an evil grin snaking up the lined face. ‘I should just kill him, slowly.’ A vindictive hatred ballooned in his chest; he lifted the intravenous pouch approaching the man. ‘That serum work much better than I anticipated.’ He smirked, ‘A lonely genius, full of the hope for the future. That son of a bitch better keep his side of the bargain; or I will skin him alive.’
Using his foot he firmly kicked against the man’s head a disgusted leer on his lined face. Then crouching down next to the body he inserted the long needle into the vein pulsing on the man’s neck; quickly securing the catheter and using medical tape to hold it in place. ‘This will keep him docile; to think all this time I needed only include a small amount of his blood in order to get this serum to work. That boy is invaluable to the Clans future and with the toxins in his blood we can change the course of the Clan on a molecular level. Konaho will recognize us of for our true worth.’
‘Knock, Knock’ “It’s me, open up.” The male voice hissed against the frame.
**Be ready for anything**
He walked quickly over pulling the door open, just enough for the ninja to squeeze in; then shut it quickly locking it behind his young guest.
The young man glanced around the room casually devoid of windows or any other means of escape. A disused storage room now a convenient location to collect this valuable container. Smirking he walked over to the man sprawled on the floor. Lowering himself down next to the unconscious male, he push up his glasses, observing his vital signs; “What technique is this that you’ve used to control his deadly Nin-Jutsu?” he glanced over his shoulder at the dark frames. “Orochimaru-sama, will have no use for him if he is, how should I put it ‘broken’ I will need any reports.” Kabuto smiled mischievously.
The old man cackled, “You are a fool if you think I would share my medical information with you Gaki.” Kuni-te said shaking his head pacing to the far side of the room reaching in his travel bag. “If the ‘treatment’ I’ve given him wears off, he’s your problem.” He snorted.
Standing up to face the man, a coy smile on his thin lips, ‘He better watch what he says to me.’ “Well, perhaps we need to renegotiate our arrangement he will be of…”
“Shut up.” He stated firmly, turning with envelop in hand. “Have your master contact me if he needs anything; he won’t have any trouble controlling Kimimaro once he; I should say if he recovers.” Stepping quickly across the room, he shoved the document in the young man’s hands. Ignoring the look in the boys’ eyes, he continued. “Take this it has the names I need taken care of; do not hesitate in doing so. Your master has what he wants so now tell him to fulfill the request quickly.” Walking to the door, he paused, the kid reviewing the envelop contents.
“Hmn.” The boy looked at the old man’s profile; “Some of your own people are on this list. I believe you are more the snake than Orochimaru-sama.” He mused
Kuni-te grinned looking over his shoulder; “If he wakes, tell him something for me. Tell him I said paybacks are a bitch.” The Elder cackled again leaving.
Kabuto turned back to Kimimaro looking contemptuously down at the man. “Once upon a time He held you in high regard. Not anymore you broke his heart, running away like that, now He will enjoy breaking your soul.” He smirked, a vindictive gleam in his dark eyes.
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Iruka collected the papers from the last remaining students, carefully putting them away as he dismissed his last class of the day; sighing deeply anxious to get home. Actually, he felt anxious for Kakashi, his lover and soon to be roommate; well one day anyway. Since confessing their rapidly growing affections to each other, they spent nearly every night in one another’s apartments. Iruka feeling his place much more comfortable then Kakashi’s because the condo offered a little more privacy, as well as the ability to not annoy as many neighbors if they got too loud. Which on every occasion they did, well he did covering his face in embarrassment as he remembered a boisterous man banging on the door early one morning at the Jonin’s home.
Unfortunately Kaka was in the shower at the time so Iruka answered the door to the screaming man; cowering and shaking trying his best to apologize; but the more he tried to get the guy to calm the louder and more threatening he became. The neighbor did stop ranting when a wet naked Kakashi walked to the door (although he did remember his mask and eye patch). Casually inquiring if there was a problem, Iruka fainted in humiliation, his face even now so red it appeared blood were smeared on it.
The neighbor either terrified by the Jonin, or too shocked for words, replied simply “Not anymore.”
“Iruka-sensei, I love when you blush.”
Jumping, startled out of his thoughts, he looked at the smirking face. “Kakashi-san, don’t sneak up on me like that.” The Chuunin gasped, unable to conceal his enjoyment.
“What were you thinking?” He leered in smirking, pulling his mask down to steel as kiss from his lover.
“Nothing really,” putting his hands up to block the kiss, “Kaka not here the children.” The feeble attempt did little to stop the Jonin from claiming his mouth a quake vibrating from his mouth to his head. Final destination his groin; moaning from the electric intensity he pulled back breathless his face if anything flushed more with need for the sex crazed Jonin.
Grinning pleased with the look on his lovers blushing face. “Well, are you ready to get out of here?” Tweaking his eyebrow suggestively tonight would be at Iruka’s place.
“Yeah.” He said dazedly, unable to tear his eyes way from the striking features a few weeks without the deviant bastard having its toll on the Chuunin. “Are you really free tomorrow, so we can spend some time?”
The mischievous smile answered as he lean for another kiss; however at that moment footsteps outside the classroom made that impossible. Iruka flinched, his eyes shooting toward the opening door. The large Jonin stepped in pausing as his eyes fell on Kakashi sitting on the windowsill with his book the cover title insects. Then looking toward Iruka who face was a flaming beacon; he would have found the situation amusing if he didn’t need Kakashi assistance, with a very troubling discovery.
“Iruka nice to see you again, I need to barrow that sneaky bastard if it would be ok.” Ibiki stated blandly, eyeing Kakashi.
Kakashi glanced up from his book scratching the back of his head; ‘What is bothering him?’ Standing up as Ibiki left the room ahead of the Copy Ninja setting the tone that the conversation would be private. Kakashi nodded shortly at Iruka the silent message to wait.
Joining Moreno in the hall and then following him outside the building to a more private location, in silence. Kakashi gazing fixedly at his book two things clutching for his attention; First most importantly, because sex is his favorite pastime any time, Iruka his horny little rabbit ready and willing to make up for the extended mission he just completed. Then secondly, what this elite squad leader would want from him; besides the fact the vibes Moreno released; what Kakashi referred to as DNA (i.e. Definitely No Ass). The Old Lady gave it off every time she sent for him, now iron heart. He sighed deeply resigning himself to his torment, thinking woefully of Iruka.
“I will try not to take much of you time Kakashi-san;” pausing he turned to face his long time friend; “Although when I feel you in on the details of this mystery I believe there will be nothing that will stop you from assisting me further. I will leave it to you to share this information with Iruka; I did not want to involve him needlessly. Also, I want to keep this quiet, the less people that know the better, until I make my full investigation I don’t want anyone getting themselves lost, before I have a chance to speak with them.” The entire time he spoke he looked around suspiciously; to make sure they were not over heard.
The book vanished from the Jonin’s hand; for a Ninja of Moreno’s caliber to be unnerved it must mean something dangerous has or will occur, the Copy Ninja gave him his undivided attention.
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The moon high bright over the barren desert land of Suna; Gaara, sitting alone his mind unable to sleep considering the few weeks he spent with the Konoha Leaf Ninja. If he had a polar personality type he would definitely consider Aburame possessed many of the characteristic behaviors as himself, including his inability to sleep through the night. During their journey to the Sand he was able to gather an understanding of the Shinobi; that being that despite outwardly demonstrating a reclusive, deviant nature he genuinely wants to connect with his team; prove himself a worthy leader and if possible try to become more than comrades with each of them. ‘That explains why he didn’t kill them for interfering.’ He considered. The thought of the Aburame, desiring to befriend his teammates connected another thread of thought to Hyuga Neji.
The silver eye descendent of powerful Clans in Konoha seldom left his thoughts. They had the pleasure of lengthy conversations about chakra control and strategic battle scenarios. It occurred to him the ninja took great pleasure in expressing his knowledge, usually the personality type were arrogant at times toward learning new information; however Hyuga Neji, absorbed any information that the red head provided about his home. Gaara enjoyed speaking with the young man who instantly accepted him as a friend. The thought of the Ninja telling him that he looked at him as such washed over his body; remembering the words filled him with peace and calm. Two feelings he was not familiar with; he smiled up at the full grey blue moon, imaging that it were Hyuga eyes. ‘How very beautiful.’ His smile grew, his thoughts consumed with the words rolling from the full mouth, his warm voice a nightly melody to his ears.
“You have a nice smile; you should do it more often.” The aqua eyes turned to face him; a slight surprise on his face. “May I join you; I seem to not be able to sleep.” Neji inquired, watching the head nod slightly in response; he crouch across from the Sand Shinobi the glorious eyes fixedly on him, it was obvious, even if the guy didn’t recognize it, he smiled shortly, nodding his gratitude for being allowed to join him.
“Not too many people can approach me unnoticed,” he said marveling at the brilliant white Kimono Neji wore; usually not something, a Ninja on a mission wore. His chestnut brown hair cascaded down around his shoulder with only a dark headband on his forehead. “You are over dressed.” Gaara stated flatly staring in the others profile, while Neji continued to observe the full moon.
Continuing to watch the constellation he understood this is dangerous ground; if his assessment of the Sand Shinobi were incorrect; it may jeopardize their mission. However, he used his time here wisely; not only learning everything, he could about the Sand but also casting aside his opinions of his teammates, even Sasuke got a reprieve. He wanted to look at everything in his life with hope and expectation of what he could build if he works hard enough. He wanted to believe anything were possible; he spoke with every team member in turn; not Sasuke, a reprieve is all he could muster; speaking casually alone a different thing entirely . Turning his gaze on the aqua eyes, that had not left him since he arrived he dared to step forward to the unknown.
“Gaara” he paused savoring the sound of the name on his tongue and the almond shape beautiful eyes. “I wore this Kimono especially for you.” Neji smiled at the astonished look in the bright green eyes.
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Woot! There is the update, wow, isn't it sweet. Sorry if my messages are a freak out, what yall may not know, is on other stories ppl message me an *get me kinda angry* Sorry. anyway See ya tomorrow.... Thanks for reading...xD xD!
“Why are you doing this!” he stormed; sweating profusely.
“….”
Retching sounds filled the small dark room; desperately trying to summon his Jutsu. A nauseous feeling over took him again the room swayed, unable to see the man before him. “You won’t get away with this, you sick bastard!” He gushed defiantly, every breath an agonizing effort; he slumped to the floor unconscious.
Kuni-te stared at the man an evil grin snaking up the lined face. ‘I should just kill him, slowly.’ A vindictive hatred ballooned in his chest; he lifted the intravenous pouch approaching the man. ‘That serum work much better than I anticipated.’ He smirked, ‘A lonely genius, full of the hope for the future. That son of a bitch better keep his side of the bargain; or I will skin him alive.’
Using his foot he firmly kicked against the man’s head a disgusted leer on his lined face. Then crouching down next to the body he inserted the long needle into the vein pulsing on the man’s neck; quickly securing the catheter and using medical tape to hold it in place. ‘This will keep him docile; to think all this time I needed only include a small amount of his blood in order to get this serum to work. That boy is invaluable to the Clans future and with the toxins in his blood we can change the course of the Clan on a molecular level. Konaho will recognize us of for our true worth.’
‘Knock, Knock’ “It’s me, open up.” The male voice hissed against the frame.
**Be ready for anything**
He walked quickly over pulling the door open, just enough for the ninja to squeeze in; then shut it quickly locking it behind his young guest.
The young man glanced around the room casually devoid of windows or any other means of escape. A disused storage room now a convenient location to collect this valuable container. Smirking he walked over to the man sprawled on the floor. Lowering himself down next to the unconscious male, he push up his glasses, observing his vital signs; “What technique is this that you’ve used to control his deadly Nin-Jutsu?” he glanced over his shoulder at the dark frames. “Orochimaru-sama, will have no use for him if he is, how should I put it ‘broken’ I will need any reports.” Kabuto smiled mischievously.
The old man cackled, “You are a fool if you think I would share my medical information with you Gaki.” Kuni-te said shaking his head pacing to the far side of the room reaching in his travel bag. “If the ‘treatment’ I’ve given him wears off, he’s your problem.” He snorted.
Standing up to face the man, a coy smile on his thin lips, ‘He better watch what he says to me.’ “Well, perhaps we need to renegotiate our arrangement he will be of…”
“Shut up.” He stated firmly, turning with envelop in hand. “Have your master contact me if he needs anything; he won’t have any trouble controlling Kimimaro once he; I should say if he recovers.” Stepping quickly across the room, he shoved the document in the young man’s hands. Ignoring the look in the boys’ eyes, he continued. “Take this it has the names I need taken care of; do not hesitate in doing so. Your master has what he wants so now tell him to fulfill the request quickly.” Walking to the door, he paused, the kid reviewing the envelop contents.
“Hmn.” The boy looked at the old man’s profile; “Some of your own people are on this list. I believe you are more the snake than Orochimaru-sama.” He mused
Kuni-te grinned looking over his shoulder; “If he wakes, tell him something for me. Tell him I said paybacks are a bitch.” The Elder cackled again leaving.
Kabuto turned back to Kimimaro looking contemptuously down at the man. “Once upon a time He held you in high regard. Not anymore you broke his heart, running away like that, now He will enjoy breaking your soul.” He smirked, a vindictive gleam in his dark eyes.
____________________
Iruka collected the papers from the last remaining students, carefully putting them away as he dismissed his last class of the day; sighing deeply anxious to get home. Actually, he felt anxious for Kakashi, his lover and soon to be roommate; well one day anyway. Since confessing their rapidly growing affections to each other, they spent nearly every night in one another’s apartments. Iruka feeling his place much more comfortable then Kakashi’s because the condo offered a little more privacy, as well as the ability to not annoy as many neighbors if they got too loud. Which on every occasion they did, well he did covering his face in embarrassment as he remembered a boisterous man banging on the door early one morning at the Jonin’s home.
Unfortunately Kaka was in the shower at the time so Iruka answered the door to the screaming man; cowering and shaking trying his best to apologize; but the more he tried to get the guy to calm the louder and more threatening he became. The neighbor did stop ranting when a wet naked Kakashi walked to the door (although he did remember his mask and eye patch). Casually inquiring if there was a problem, Iruka fainted in humiliation, his face even now so red it appeared blood were smeared on it.
The neighbor either terrified by the Jonin, or too shocked for words, replied simply “Not anymore.”
“Iruka-sensei, I love when you blush.”
Jumping, startled out of his thoughts, he looked at the smirking face. “Kakashi-san, don’t sneak up on me like that.” The Chuunin gasped, unable to conceal his enjoyment.
“What were you thinking?” He leered in smirking, pulling his mask down to steel as kiss from his lover.
“Nothing really,” putting his hands up to block the kiss, “Kaka not here the children.” The feeble attempt did little to stop the Jonin from claiming his mouth a quake vibrating from his mouth to his head. Final destination his groin; moaning from the electric intensity he pulled back breathless his face if anything flushed more with need for the sex crazed Jonin.
Grinning pleased with the look on his lovers blushing face. “Well, are you ready to get out of here?” Tweaking his eyebrow suggestively tonight would be at Iruka’s place.
“Yeah.” He said dazedly, unable to tear his eyes way from the striking features a few weeks without the deviant bastard having its toll on the Chuunin. “Are you really free tomorrow, so we can spend some time?”
The mischievous smile answered as he lean for another kiss; however at that moment footsteps outside the classroom made that impossible. Iruka flinched, his eyes shooting toward the opening door. The large Jonin stepped in pausing as his eyes fell on Kakashi sitting on the windowsill with his book the cover title insects. Then looking toward Iruka who face was a flaming beacon; he would have found the situation amusing if he didn’t need Kakashi assistance, with a very troubling discovery.
“Iruka nice to see you again, I need to barrow that sneaky bastard if it would be ok.” Ibiki stated blandly, eyeing Kakashi.
Kakashi glanced up from his book scratching the back of his head; ‘What is bothering him?’ Standing up as Ibiki left the room ahead of the Copy Ninja setting the tone that the conversation would be private. Kakashi nodded shortly at Iruka the silent message to wait.
Joining Moreno in the hall and then following him outside the building to a more private location, in silence. Kakashi gazing fixedly at his book two things clutching for his attention; First most importantly, because sex is his favorite pastime any time, Iruka his horny little rabbit ready and willing to make up for the extended mission he just completed. Then secondly, what this elite squad leader would want from him; besides the fact the vibes Moreno released; what Kakashi referred to as DNA (i.e. Definitely No Ass). The Old Lady gave it off every time she sent for him, now iron heart. He sighed deeply resigning himself to his torment, thinking woefully of Iruka.
“I will try not to take much of you time Kakashi-san;” pausing he turned to face his long time friend; “Although when I feel you in on the details of this mystery I believe there will be nothing that will stop you from assisting me further. I will leave it to you to share this information with Iruka; I did not want to involve him needlessly. Also, I want to keep this quiet, the less people that know the better, until I make my full investigation I don’t want anyone getting themselves lost, before I have a chance to speak with them.” The entire time he spoke he looked around suspiciously; to make sure they were not over heard.
The book vanished from the Jonin’s hand; for a Ninja of Moreno’s caliber to be unnerved it must mean something dangerous has or will occur, the Copy Ninja gave him his undivided attention.
_____________________________
The moon high bright over the barren desert land of Suna; Gaara, sitting alone his mind unable to sleep considering the few weeks he spent with the Konoha Leaf Ninja. If he had a polar personality type he would definitely consider Aburame possessed many of the characteristic behaviors as himself, including his inability to sleep through the night. During their journey to the Sand he was able to gather an understanding of the Shinobi; that being that despite outwardly demonstrating a reclusive, deviant nature he genuinely wants to connect with his team; prove himself a worthy leader and if possible try to become more than comrades with each of them. ‘That explains why he didn’t kill them for interfering.’ He considered. The thought of the Aburame, desiring to befriend his teammates connected another thread of thought to Hyuga Neji.
The silver eye descendent of powerful Clans in Konoha seldom left his thoughts. They had the pleasure of lengthy conversations about chakra control and strategic battle scenarios. It occurred to him the ninja took great pleasure in expressing his knowledge, usually the personality type were arrogant at times toward learning new information; however Hyuga Neji, absorbed any information that the red head provided about his home. Gaara enjoyed speaking with the young man who instantly accepted him as a friend. The thought of the Ninja telling him that he looked at him as such washed over his body; remembering the words filled him with peace and calm. Two feelings he was not familiar with; he smiled up at the full grey blue moon, imaging that it were Hyuga eyes. ‘How very beautiful.’ His smile grew, his thoughts consumed with the words rolling from the full mouth, his warm voice a nightly melody to his ears.
“You have a nice smile; you should do it more often.” The aqua eyes turned to face him; a slight surprise on his face. “May I join you; I seem to not be able to sleep.” Neji inquired, watching the head nod slightly in response; he crouch across from the Sand Shinobi the glorious eyes fixedly on him, it was obvious, even if the guy didn’t recognize it, he smiled shortly, nodding his gratitude for being allowed to join him.
“Not too many people can approach me unnoticed,” he said marveling at the brilliant white Kimono Neji wore; usually not something, a Ninja on a mission wore. His chestnut brown hair cascaded down around his shoulder with only a dark headband on his forehead. “You are over dressed.” Gaara stated flatly staring in the others profile, while Neji continued to observe the full moon.
Continuing to watch the constellation he understood this is dangerous ground; if his assessment of the Sand Shinobi were incorrect; it may jeopardize their mission. However, he used his time here wisely; not only learning everything, he could about the Sand but also casting aside his opinions of his teammates, even Sasuke got a reprieve. He wanted to look at everything in his life with hope and expectation of what he could build if he works hard enough. He wanted to believe anything were possible; he spoke with every team member in turn; not Sasuke, a reprieve is all he could muster; speaking casually alone a different thing entirely . Turning his gaze on the aqua eyes, that had not left him since he arrived he dared to step forward to the unknown.
“Gaara” he paused savoring the sound of the name on his tongue and the almond shape beautiful eyes. “I wore this Kimono especially for you.” Neji smiled at the astonished look in the bright green eyes.
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Woot! There is the update, wow, isn't it sweet. Sorry if my messages are a freak out, what yall may not know, is on other stories ppl message me an *get me kinda angry* Sorry. anyway See ya tomorrow.... Thanks for reading...xD xD!