The Story of a Survivor (Kakashi's daughter narrita hatake)

Chapter 61: storms

NARRITA POV

After being saved by the anbu I walked down the empty streets with the rain pouring down so hard I couldn't see 10 feet in front of me even with my hood.

Then grandpas last words came to me.

'I need to find that scroll!' I thought activateing byakugan and b-lineing for the tower.

Once I got there I found everything was gone all the scrolls were moved to the archives hopefully.

'No no no!' I thought running under his desk and lifting the floor board up to find the scroll was still there.

'Thank kami!'

I grabbed the scroll before I was caught and thrown out into the rain landing painfully on my ass.

but not before I could replace the floor board and hide the scroll in my coat.

I started to walk the deserted streets again back to my compound but not before the rain started to come down harder than before mixing with hail the size ranging from the size of a skittle to the size of a golf ball.

One of the golf ball sized ones dropped at full speed hitting me in the top front front of my head causing me to fall to the ground with some warm liquid started to run halfway down my forehead.

I made a partial sheild making a run to the nearest shop witch happend to be a dango shop with a lot of ninja finding cover from the hail and rain.

Anko caught sight of me with the blood on my forehead. Shit.

"What the hell happend to you!?" She shouted catching the attention of the entire shop and asuma walked up to me.

"Are you alright?" He asked as I met him halfway in the crowd and he pulled down my hood and his eyes widened when he saw how bad the hit I took really was.

"What the hell how big is that hail?" He said motioning for the nearest ninja that knew medical ninjustuto come over and stared to heal it and clean me up much to my discomfort.

"I think one I'm either going to wait out the storm here or I'm going to make a sheild and make a run for it." I muttered 

"I think you should go with the first option. Come on I will buy you some dango." said asuma.

I thought about it for a minute then agreed.

A few minutes our dango was served the regular pink white and green kind.

"Hey asuma watch this." I said getting his attention while calling over anko.

"Hey anko want my last stick of dango?" I said with a sly grin with an evil glint in my eye as l waved it in front of her face and she started to drool and nodded happil.

"Alright you see that man over there?" I said pointing to the biggest and toughest looking man in the shop standing in the middle of the cramped crowd.

"Yah, what about him?"

"You can have the entire dango stick for free if you make a snake crawl up his leg." I said with the evil glint still in my eye.

"Ya, know kid I like the way you think" she said with a crazed evil look. She said turning and getting to work.

"Watch" i said to asuma grinning like a mad man through my mask.

I watched less than 10 seconds later an ear piercing shriek that should have belonged to a 3 year old girl.

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But it didn't I came from the big tall scary man jumping around on one leg trying to shake the hissing snake off the other.

It was a sight to see anyone who wasn't trying to get away from the snake was on the ground laughing with tears in there eyes as was I.

After he finally got the snake off and anko finshed the dango he was read faced with anger and came stomping towards me and anko figureing out we were the culprits of this childish act.

"Who do you think you are!" he boomed

"Well I think my name is narrita well I should know my own name right? What's yours?" I asked with a closed eye smile.

This angered him more and he drew back a punch and I caught it.

"I don't think so fatty." I said activating rootagon then byakugan and useing gentle fist to send him flying out of the shop ninja in his pat quickly jumping out of his path and he  landed in the middle of the street where the storm finally stopped.

"Well I gotta go out run some anbu see ya anko and asuma!" I said running out of the shop with anbu in pursuit.