A Cold Evening [Naruto Fanfic]

Chapter 1 - Explosions, Boredom & Sake

Chapter 1 – Explosions, Boredom And Sake

"Ah, nothing like some nice hot sake to lighten my mood" she said, thinking out loud, while trying to find the most comfortable place to lay down on her rooftop. Odd place to sit and drink sake, it may be, but she liked it nevertheless. It was a nice view as well. If you consider a nice view being, trees, trees and more trees.

What a god damn boring day. I can't even think of a time today where I wasn't bored, she thought to herself while drinking the hot sake, and letting the effects of the warmth and alcohol set in as quickly as they please.

She knew that she got up first thing and did lots of kata, and taijutsu combo training, and some target practice will kunai, shuriken and senbon, just for the sake of it. She recalled an earlier mental note that she was almost out of rice after making some onigiri for lunch after she had showered.

This sort of day was completely normal, but though she knew that some shinobi had incredibly exhilarating lives, full of blood, death and adrenalin, she didn't really have the same sort of thing. Most of the time she just attempted to forget all that blood and death with alcohol. She had seen enough of the assassin life, and only wanted to block it out now.

It seems that she spoke too soon about being bored, because moments after finishing that thought, an unfamiliar tingle of chakra lingered in her heightened shinobi senses.

She picked up and shook the bottle before she moved, only to not hear the familiar swishing sound of liquid inside a bottle. She half shrugged and sighed, knowing that the empty bottle was no one's doing but her own.

She got up and didn't sway at all, thanks to her shinobi grace, and jumped down from the rooftop, with the now empty bottle in hand, and went inside and made a b-line for her bedroom where she knew she left her katana, Hakujou, sitting peacefully in its stand beside her bed.

The tingle of chakra got stronger, then disappeared completely when they were about half a mile away. She scoffed internally at their late reaction or just complete incompetence. She had already felt their chakra minutes ago. She picked up her katana from its stand, and strode nonchalantly outside, as if she was just going for a casual stroll, instead of taking care of a few hunter nin.

Barely anything phased her any more, even for shinobi standards. She had seen, heard and even smelt so many weird and wonderful things that nothing really surprised her any more. Most of the time she was laid-back and casual about practically everything.

She continued to walk until she was about a bit more than a quarter mile away from her house. No one had attacked her yet, so she thought that it was safe to assume that they probably hadn't moved since they masked their chakra or they'd just stopped moving when she came into sight.

So, she sat right down, in the middle of the very small clearing she had stopped in, and waited. Waited for the slightest sound, like a twig to snap, a leaf to crunch, or that all too familiar whiz of a kunai, or the slight change in the air when a genjustu was cast. She waited with a cold and indifferent expression on her face, and simply waited and thought about what kind of approach these guys were going to take.

That was, until she heard the sound of a kunai being thrown, and simply moved her head backward to dodge it, then calmly looked in the direction it was thrown from.

"Today would be nice gentleman. I'm pretty busy and I don't want any more distractions, yeah." she said rather conversationally, and fought to hide the malicious smirk that was wanting to form on her face and she mentally prepared herself for battle.

Silence.

She didn't even bother to fling a kunai in the direction the other one had come at her before. Although, knowing her luck, it's not like she'd get a lucky shot and either incapacitate or kill the guy, let alone get anywhere near him. It's not that she didn't have the talent to find out exactly where he was, and chuck a few shuriken his way before he could blink, but she just wasn't bothered today. She simply sat, cross-legged, looking completely bored with the situation.