A Cold Evening [Naruto Fanfic]

Chapter 2 - The Quiet Shadow and the Artistic Bomber

Chapter 2 – The Quiet Shadow and the Artistic Bomber.

She woke, and sat up with a start.

"What the fuck?!" she yelled loudly to no one in particular when she felt the sudden pain in her body hit her. "Gods, my head hurts." she hissed angrily, feeling a bump on her head.

She cursed out loud several times whilst looking herself over for injuries, and finding just a few minor burns and coming to the conclusion that she probably had a minor concussion. Some of waist-length midnight black hair was singed at the ends, but nothing that she couldn't just trim.

Then she heard the sound of a very distant explosion. Her head quickly turned at the direction the sound was coming from. She decided against bothering to check it out, as she should probably heal herself first and figure out what happened. She got up slowly, leaning against a nearby rock. And turned around to take a quick look at where she was, and maybe find any clues about what happened. She started sending chakra to various parts of her body, so that she could figure out the damage, and heal any internal injuries.

She walked about 10 metres before looking up ahead, and noticing that the clearing she vaguely remembered being in yesterday was bigger. Much bigger. There were charring and scorch marks on the ground, rocks and trees. It came back to her all at once.

"Fucking Tsuchikage." she growled with venom in her voice. She toyed with the idea of moving, since they seemed to be finding her a little quicker than usual. "It's all fun and games until someone pulls out a stack of explosive tags. Asshole."

She looked around for a few more minutes and then remembered that she brought Hakujou with her, and started muttering various curses while looking around frantically for the katana. Eventually, she found it about 50 feet from where the Iwa shinobi set off the tags. She growled quietly to herself when she picked it up, and saw the charring marks on the scabbard. She pulled it out of the scabbard, and checked it over, being as careful as she could, worrying that the mental image of the whole thing just disintegrating into ash in her hands would actually become a reality.

When she decided that there wasn't any damage other than the small charring marks on the scabbard, she turned and began to stroll back to her house. When she got to the front door, she looked up, and found the sun was a fair bit further across the sky that when she came out earlier. She inwardly hoped that she hadn't been out until roughly the same time the next day. That would be pretty embarrassing.

She sighed, and looked through her cupboards for something quick to eat before she sat down to fix that burn on the back of her right thigh that was driving her nuts. After about half an hour, she was fixed up, and decided to head into town ready to head into town to stock up on supplies since she was completely out of fresh produce, and had about one cup of rice left.

A few minutes later, she was leaping through the trees at a fairly casual pace and she began to notice that the sound of the explosions she heard earlier was getting slowly louder. She decided to check it out, but thought that it probably would be a good idea to keep herself hidden.

When she made her way closer, she used her Kage Oni no Jutsu to hide herself amongst the shadows and masked her chakra as much as she could while still holding the jutsu. She made her way through the shadows until she was able to clearly see a human sized black and red cloaked figure in the distance.

Akatsuki? She thought to herself, and wasn't sure why they were here. There wasn't any bijuu in this area, and they were miles and miles from any hidden village, which was why she was out there. No one to bother her, except Iwa shinobi, and she rolled her eyes at the memory of the earlier fight.