|11| Process

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I guess I'm alive? I don't have much drive to continue this but I'm really trying to put this out here.

I'm trying give you guys quality content instead of rushing and giving bad chapters. So I hope y'all can enjoy this.

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process1
/ˈprəʊsɛs/

noun

a series of actions or steps taken in order to achieve a particular end.
"military operations could jeopardize the peace process"

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"Teme!" Naruto grunted out as he struggled to his feet, narrowly dodging a kick to his jaw.

"Shut up and fight me!" Sasuke yelled as he threw punch after punch, forcing Naruto to block blow after blow.
Naruto retaliated with a punch of his own, hitting Sasuke square in the jaw. His head snapped to the side before he turned back and kicked Naruto in the chest, sending him skidding in the dirt.
Naruto rolled to his feet, panting, before he threw several shuriken at Sasuke, who blocked them with his sword. Grabbing a kunai, Naruto once again ran at Sasuke.
They clashed brutally, the sounds of metal against metal ringing out loudly in the training field. Sasuke had the advantage, but Naruto was speedily catching up.

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They came for them in the middle of the night, carting them off to some unknown location. They blindfolded the two and placed them in sealed restraints.
Both chaffed at being so helpless, but there was not much they could do.
They placed them in separate cells, both pitch black. For five days, barely giving them any water or food.

Kakashi, upon discovering Sakura and Itachi missing from their cells, ordered the councilman to return them.
Danzo of course, refused to do such a thing, citing that they were Konoha's most wanted and would be treated as such.
However, Konoha clearly did not think so.
Patients arriving at the hospital would not take treatment unless Sakura was there to see them.
The children at the mental facility cried because Sakura-chan was not there.

Some elder ladies who used to be helped by Itachi wondered where he went. They asked his partner, and the other akatsuki members to no avail.
The akatsuki, as well as Sai and Yamato demanded to know about Sakura's and Itachi's whereabouts. But Kakashi didn't know. Only Danzo did.

He says Sakura and Itachi poisoned Tsunade-sama, he explained.
The group was outraged. They knew that was a bold faced lie.
And were determined to prove it.

When the group finally caught up with him, he framed it as an assault. Majority were arrested.

But what was surprising, was the support being thrown behind them as they were bailed out by the clan heads they were supervised under. The rapport in just a few months was shocking. The Akatsuki were criminals. No one should have batted an eye that they were in jail. But yet, the clan heads had gotten them out.

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Naruto and Sasuke were at it like maniacs. They were going so fast that they could not be seen with the naked eye. Punches, elbows, knees and kicks were exchanged at rapid fire pace.
An elbow digs into a stomach, a throat, a nose. Both were in the heat of battle, in the heat of the moment.
As they separated, Naruto made a familiar handsign, three of him popping into existence.
The main Naruto threw a smoke bomb near Sasuke, white powder exploding into the space.
The four Naruto's ran into the smoke, hoping to gain the advantage, but Sasuke's Sharingan kept him on the edge. The first one aimed to kick him up, but Sasuke simply jumped over the clone. The other two rushed him simultaneously. Sasuke jumped up, doing a midair split and hitting both clones. They stumbled back before rushing him all together. Sasuke adjusted the grip of his sword and swung, dispatching of all the clones and slicing Naruto's cheek. They broke apart, their anger and frustration at a fever pitch. Naruto did the hand sign one more time. Just as Sasuke's arm began glowing with lightning. The Naruto clone charged up the chakra in the original's hand, a perfect chakra sphere in his hand. Both launched themselves at the same time.

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