Chapter 2
Kurama groaned.
Now Shukaku is gender-bending! He always was an idiot. It’s no wonder no one besides Suna’s ningen take him seriously!
The world will have a natural disaster if you ever took anyone seriously, Kurama.
I take ningen and others seriously. Ask Matatabi and Gyuuki. But there are people, like the Uchiha, who just need to be wiped off the face of the planet.
You and your hatred for the Uchiha.
If you were forced out of a seal you had been in for many years only to be controlled by a red eyed, black haired freak who has anger issues, and being forced to do his bidding, you also would seek vengeance.
You sound like Sasuke when you swear vengeance.
Did you really just compare me to the Uchiha brat? I dislike you now, brat. I’m going to sleep.
With that their conversation ended as her team then looked to her, Sakura talking first, “Why would you tell them we’re entering the exam when we haven’t filled out any forms?”
“Simple. Kakashi sensei will most likely give us the papers sometime this week to fill in. We have the Uchiha heir and the Uzumaki- Namikaze heir on our team. People will expect us to participate in this exam even if we are rookies. Plus, we’re the students of Kakashi Hatake. I can only imagine the anger of the people if they heard me and Sasuke, and you by default, weren’t entering the exam.”
All five sets of eyes were on her and each ones mouth all yelled the same thing, at the same time, “How could you tell them your last name?! Do you wanna die?!” she covered her ears at the volume of their combined voices.
She may have a high pan tolerance, but she had sensitive hearing and the yelling caused her to hear an annoying sound in the back of her ear, she couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was exactly but instead, chose to distract herself.
“Give me a break. They’re the children of the yondaime kazekage, it won’t be hard for them to get information of the daughter of the yondaime hokage now will it?” she raised a brow and four out of five faces became sheepish, the last simply glared. “And another thing! Sasuke! You could have caused a diplomatic issue by attacking the three of them! You should be happy the youngest sibling did what he did, or we would all be in trouble!” the Uchiha gritted his teeth and looked away. He didn’t like to be told off, but knew he couldn’t attack her.
He looked back to her and squinted his eyes, “And how exactly did you know they were the kazekages children? They didn’t introduce themselves to us.”
All heads turned to look at her with a curious gaze, though Sasukes was well-hidden, “The old man mentioned they’d be coming some time before the chunin exams and I just so happened to remember when I saw their headbands.”
Clapping her hands she smiled a sickeningly sweet smile, “Konohamaru, Moegi and Udon. Time to see how well the three of you have gotten in fuinjutsu.” The young trio’s eyes grew wide, one in excitement, one in shock and the other in horror.
You go through far too many emotions in one go, brat. It give even me, the great kyuubi no kitsune, a whiplash.
I love the casual entrance of your title there Kurama, really, I do.
When Konohamaru tried to escape a tail came out and grabbed him as they all went to the Sarutobi training grounds, leaving Sasuke and Sakura behind. Once there she placed Konohamaru down and allowed the tail to recede, once again the trio stared in amazement, no matter how many times they saw Naruto allow one or more of her tails to come out then away, they never recived answers for how she did it or where they came from. Instead each time they asked she would get them to do something.
“Right, I have about an hour and a half till I need to go and meet with sensei. I wasn’t you to show me your storage seals and any flash tag seals you’ve made. Then trial them out with me here.” She instructed as she took a seat on the round in front of them.
Each of them went through their pouches she had forced them to wear. There had been an attempted kidnapping the previous year on the three of them in order to get to the sandaime. Of course the attempt was thwarted as none of the kidnappers expected a jinchuriki to be with them. The pouches contained a few kunai and ninja wire, but also explosion tags, flash seals and other seals to make for an easy escape.
She had gone far enough to place a hiraishin seal on each piece of their clothing and they made sure whenever they bought something new, they would bring it to her to place the seal on it.
The three of their seals were very messily drawn but not bad for children their age. She then proceeded to see how each of their effectiveness was, and was delighted to see they all worked.
“Right, well done on getting each of these seals to work. It takes time and effort to get fuinjutsu to work and even then, not everyone can do it.” They all waited patiently for the ‘but’ or ‘however’ to come. “However, your handwriting needs to be improved on. It doesn’t need to be anything fancy like mine or my old mans, but it does need to be more eligible. If you get even the slightest thing wrong, the aftereffects can be lethal and even life threatening. So that’s what you’re gonna work on before our next fuinjutsu session. Of course I don’t expect it to be perfect by then, at least just a little improved.”
She then gave each of them some blank scrolls and ink to start working on their handwriting, happy none had complained about it.
She remembered the first she had met Konohamaru. She was eight, a year after she had moved into her apartment as many people took to breaking in and damaging her things when she wasn’t in.
The old man had put an end to that, however, when he announced that she was the yondaimes child. Majority of the people stopped hating her, but for those who feared her or had lost someone without being to move on, the announcement made no difference. It was then he had taken to arresting those people who tried to harm her.
She had then moved into the Sarutobi estate and became the ‘big sister’ to Konohamaru. She still used her apartment, just not for living in. She used it as a research lab, as Kurama calls in ‘den of evil’. He also had more colourful descriptions but hardly spoke them.
Your little den reminds me an awful lot like Orochimaru.
Did you compare me to the pedo hebi?
Marely making a notice of who you tend to behave as.
I thought I’d get compared to Jiraiya since I have a tendency to act like a pervert. But then again, I do drink a lot of alcohol so I could be compared to Lady Tsunade…
So you admit to committing the three shinobi taboos?
I never denied them, fuzzball.
Do not call the almighty Kyuubi no kitsune, fuzzball! Or I will tear the flesh off your bones and eat it for tea!
Sure… how would you get past my dads’ ‘infernal’ seal, as you call it?
Details, details. None of them matter to me.
Aha. Keep tellin’ yourself that, Kurama.
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Konkuro was getting on her nerves. For the last hour he had spoken none stop about the blonde girl we had met earlier today and it was driving Temari crazy.
It was a wonder Gaara hadn’t snapped and attacked him yet. The youngest sibling, was after-all, not known for his patience but for his murder record.
She snuck a glance at the red head and was surprised to see he wasn’t in a very foul mood. He was in a foul mood, just not as bad as it had been a few hours ago.
She wondered if he had killed someone whilst he was away from the two elder siblings, but told that thought to go away. There would be traces of the scent of blood on him, yet she could not smell any. Years of being with Gaara as he killed had made her and many others sense of smell for a lot better.
She wondered what was capable of getting Gaara… distracted. That wasn’t the word. But at the same time, there was no other word to describe the boy.
“I don’t think even the sky or the waterfalls in Takigakure have a shade of blue as… mystifying as hers.” Said Konkuro for the fifth time within the hour.
It was that specific time that Gaara had snapped out of whatever was distracting his and hit the back of Konkuro’s head with a sand whip, causing the older boy to go flying and hit a wall.
She cringed slightly, and went to help yet did not rebuke Gaara for doing so. Another five seconds and she’d have hit him with her fan.