The Memory Keeper (Naruto Fanfic)

Chapter Eight- Silent Killing

I suck T_T. I am so sorry. I don't even have a reason. Stress? Haa, no, not a reason. An excuse, but not a reason. In any case, here is the eighth chapter. I hope it doesn't suck): It includes some one-on-one training with Kakashi and Kimi, which is always good! Anyways, let's get on with it! I present to you, Chapter Eight! OH! Also, I'll be cutting some things out in order to get through the 'Land of Waves' arc, because I've spent waaaayyy too much time on it. So don't expect much of anything in the fighting aspect, because I'm just so sick and tired of trying to write these fights out. If you want more detail for it, then watch the show itself. Hulu is a good place. It's just taking such a toll on my writing and sanity to try to do this when there's not much to do besides pretty much copy down what  happened. Just assume it was the exact same as the show. Thanks if you read all that! Sorry for ranting):

BTW:

Italics are thinking.

Bold is shouting.

Bold italics are memories.

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   "EVERYONE, GET DOWN!" 

   I only pause for a moment before grabbing Tazuna and pushing him to the ground. I follow quickly after him. Just in time, apparently, because a massive sword slices through the air and embeds itself in a tree. Seconds later, a man lands on it. His body faces away from us, but his head is turned to us, or more specifically, Kakashi-sensei. He appeared to be a missing nin.

   He is muscled and very intimidating. His skin is sort of pale, an odd grayish tint (AN: Zabuza's skin is very strange looking to me. Does anyone else get that impression, or no?), and bandages cover the lower part of his face and his neck.  His hair is dark brown and his eyes full of killing intent. He obviously out skilled us genin. The blade was massive, several feet long, and wide. There was a small, curved indentation towards the hilt. Perfect, I realized, for cutting off heads.

   "Well, well, well. Zabuza Momochi, Rogue Ninja of the Hidden Mist," Kakashi-sensei says, stepping forward. Naruto charges forward as if to attack, but stops swiftly when Kakashi-sensei holds his hand out to stop him. "Way out of your league, guys. The teamwork in this is you three protecting Tazuna. Battle form Mito." Kakashi-sensei's hand rises to the hitae-ate covering his left eye. We all edge forward a bit, anxious to see.

   "I'm sorry but I'll need you to hand over the old man," Zabuza drawls. "Kakashi, the Sharingan user."

   Us genin seem to go into shock. The sharingan? Naruto didn't know what it was, but Sasuke and I both did. Sasuke explained its meaning to Naruto, who was stunned once he learned the meaning.

   "Well said, but that is not all. What is even more is this sharingan enables the user to analyze and copy the techniques of others," Zabuza says, "When I was an ANBU Black Ops member, there was information of you in a bingo book I carried. There was...something else in there. The man who has copied over a thousand skills...Kakashi the Copy Ninja."

   The air begins to thicken with mist in the middle of Zabuza's speech. Kakashi-sensei remains silent, his posture thick with tension. Zaubuza is facing us now. He's crouched slightly, his muscles bulging and twitching. They reveal which direction he's going to move. "Let's end the talking now. I need to kill that old man now," Zabuza tells us. "But, Kakashi, it seems I'll have to kill you first."

   Naruto, Sasuke and I spring into action. We get in the proper battle form, as we were told. We were all full of adrenaline, primed for action.  An ominous chuckle echoes through out the mist filled clearing. Zabuza walks on the water of the nearby river and makes a strange handsign. He disappears in a funnel of water.