Konoha's Lost Kunoichi

Red Clouds, Blazing Strings; The Puppet King!

Haru slapped his hands together as he looked around with a sense of accomplishment. All around us were ninja, knocked out cold, or dead.

"Well look at us. And with time to spare. We should probably go see what Mr. Mood and Brood is up to huh?" He asked, turning to me with a devious smile.

I rolled my eyes, but the corner of my lip twitched up in amusement. I wrapped my arm around him, Flash Stepping us next to Sasuke. "Whoa!" Haru and I ducked under a fire attack.

I shot a nasty glare at three ninja's who stood about. But these weren't like the others. They didn't sport the mark the others did. No. These are ninja.

Based on their flak jackets they're Jonin. My eyes narrowed on the one who took a step back after he fired that attack. "Rude. You're a rude person." I stated, crossing my arms over my chest in annoyance.

"Did you get the documents Sasuke?" Haru asked, his eyes not leaving the ninja in front of us. Sasuke briefly shook his head. Hm. How annoying.

"Go on ahead. We'll take care of them." I glanced at Sasuke. He looked at me questioningly. I smiled and gave him a slight nod. Returning it, he quickly ran around. "I don't think so." A ninja ran at him.

He's fast. I threw a kunai in front of him. As it was in front of him, I Flash Stepped over, slamming my fist in his face and flinging him back.

He hit the ground roughly, causing it to break. I placed a hand on my hip, smirking. Sasuke successfully left us. "If you're going to interfere, you best not turn your back on me." I warned.

He glared murderously at me. I tilted my head slightly, examining him carefully. "So, what are ninja like you doing all the way out here?" I asked.

He didn't answer. I studied him some more, spotting red soil on his pants. "Returning from a mission on the outskirts of the land." I examined.

His eyes only narrowed further. "How would you know that?" I kept my smirk, not answering. That type of clay is only found there now a days." He ran at me, almost suddenly appearing in front of me. His kunai swung.

I moved my body with ease, flipping over his arm in one swift motion before slamming my palm to his chest, placing my seal on him.

Then I brought my leg up, slamming my knee under his chin and knocking him up and away.

I flipped back over to Haru and stared at them. "So, what should we do?" He asked.

Hm. Staring at them a little longer, I turned. "They're not that strong. Use Armor 3 and we'll use some wind."

He smirked and weaved his hands rapidly. "Ninja Art: Phoenix Samurai!" Fire raged around him and formed burning armor on him. He opened a scroll and said an incantation. After he did, he reached in and pulled out a red blade that glinted as if fire was inside of it.

Which, in this case, it is.

The three ninja backed away and watched him closely. They probably aren't used to this type of jutsu.

The only person I've seen who knows this type of jutsu is Haru himself.

He doesn't talk much of it; but he came from a clan, no, a small village of samurai's. Apparently one of his ancestors mixed Ninjutsu with the art of the Samurai, creating these Jutsu's.

It's only in his family, or so Orochimaru says.

That's why he's an ideal underling. That's why he uses everything he can to keep Haru by his side.

Haru readied his sword, glaring at the ninja. "Surround him!" The one in the middle ran head on while the other two went around.

I smirked. Idiots. You can't beat him that way.