endless_scrolls (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
endless_scrolls) wrote2006-10-08 07:16 pm
endless_scrolls) wrote2006-10-08 07:16 pm
June: In Us We Trust
Title: In Us We Trust
Type: Fanfic
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: June - Teamwork pays off
Character(s): Tenten, Nara Shikamaru, Uchiha Sasuke, Inuzuka Kiba
Pairing(s): SasuTen
Warning(s): My first fight scene with multiple characters
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words.
Note: Won the monthly theme at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
ten_squared but only because it was the only entry.
From the position of the moon, it appeared to be about an hour before midnight. The wind was blowing in my face as I peered out over the top of the bushes I was hiding in. Dressed in traditional black ninja garb, I blended perfectly with the shadows in the surrounding area. Not too far away was the enemy base that we were sent to infiltrate. Pulling down the cloth covering my mouth, I pulled out the communicator that was given to each member of my team.
“Team Leader, this is Bull’s Eye, do you copy?” I said into the mini-microphone attacked to my earpiece.
“Bull’s Eye, this is Team Leader, you’re coming in loud and clear,” Shikamaru said in reply, his voice coming through the earpiece crystal clear.
“Do we really have to use code names?” Sasuke asked, his annoyed form crutching behind the bushes next to me.
“Yes, Knuckles, we do,” the Chuunin stated bluntly.
“How’s it going, Stalker?” I called through the communicators, ignoring the other two members of my team.
“I haven’t been able to find anything, Bull‘s Eye,” Kiba replied, a soft yelp of agreement from Akamaru being heard in the background, “This jungle’s tougher to get through than my sister‘s meatloaf.”
That statement generated a chuckle from most of us, Sasuke only snorting in response as he kept his eyes out for enemy soldiers.
“Wait, I think I found it,” Kiba said, interrupting the snickers, “Big metal doors, tempered glass, and guards surrounding the building like it was Naruto and his last package of instant Ramen.”
“Sounds like the place,” Sasuke commented, turning to me for a brief moment as he said it.
“So, what’s the plan, guys?” I asked, keeping my eyes open for a possible surprise attack.
“Knuckles, Bull’s Eye, state your positions,” Shikamaru asked directly.
“Ten degrees west of the compound,” Sasuke replied, checking the distance with the night vision goggles we were issued, “The main guard area is in sight.”
“Engage,” was the usually lazy Nara’s command, “Distract them while Stalker and I go in and get what we need.”
“Good luck and have fun guys,” Kiba added, amusement in his voice, “We‘re counting on you.”
“Over and out,” Sasuke said as the communicators went silent on the other end.
“Well…shall we dance?” I asked while I turned to face my partner, cocking a brow with my own amusement.
The brooding Uchiha heir merely smirked in my general direction, knowing that I needed no answer. Without a word, we both replaced the cloth mask over our mouths and leaped out of the shadows. With a intentional war cry, we charged towards the guard post. It didn’t take long for the majority of the guards to get over the initial shock of our outburst and ready their weapons in preparation for a battle. Wasting little time, we quickly went to work mowing through the experienced soldiers.
Lifting my arm, I took aim with my senbon gun and took down the first flank of soldiers. Surprised by the original method of attack, the rest of the army was distracted enough to allow Sasuke to get in close enough to blaze a trail towards the gates of the compound. Pulling out the sais strapped to my lower back, I deflected the barrage of kunais sent my way while still managing to stay close to Sasuke.
Throwing the sai in a spinning motion, I took out the guard who was managing the kunai launcher located at the top of the metal fence.
Realizing that move had caused me to fall behind, I tried to catch up to the overzealous Uchiha only to find my way blocked by a wall of soldiers. Realizing the disadvantage I was in, I cursed myself for relinquishing the other sai so carelessly. But rather than dwell on it, I quickly pulled out a spare kunai to act as the partner to the remaining sai in my possession.
Executing a roundhouse kick to the nearest soldier, I went into action, lashing out at anyone who came within range of my reach. A shuriken flew past, slicing at my wrist which caused me to drop the spare kunai. After landing a side kick to my current opponent, I quickly spun around and threw the remaining sai at the shuriken wielder just as he was going to send another wave of metal stars. Seeing me weaponless for the moment, the enemy ninjas took advantage of the situation and advanced towards me in great numbers.
Quickly reaching back to pull out the two hooked swords strapped to my back, I slashed at the neck of the foe in front of me and flung him at his companions in an attempt to lessen their numbers. Hooking the blade of the sword in the chest of another challenger, I tossed him overhead towards more oncoming soldiers, taking the sword with him because it was snagged on the ribcage. A few seconds later, a blast was heard in that direction when the exploding tags that I slapped on at the last moment finally activated.
A glint of steel out the corner of my eye told me that someone was charging full force towards me, too quickly for me to stop him. Raising up the arm caring my last remaining weapon, I managed to catch the katana a few inches away from my head, the blade catching on the curved hook of my sword. Pressing the weapon down on me, the tip of the katana slowly inched closer to my head as I struggled to keep it at bay. Finally out of frustration at my resistance, my opponent jerked the hook out of my grasp, leaving me weaponless and at his mercy as he charged towards me once again.
“Crap,” I murmured to myself.
Suddenly, the guy was engulfed in flames and charging down the battlefield in a frantic state, a clear path opening up to him as his agonizing screams echoed through the field. Dodging a fuuma shuriken that was spinning through the air over my head, I looked around and spotted Sasuke using his Katon Goukakyuu no Jutsu over and over again on other enemy soldiers, seeming to enjoy dealing with his adversaries in this manner. Allowing myself to chuckle a little at his antics, I took a moment to reload my senbon gun before reaching back and grabbing a handful of shurikens to fire at the men fighting against Sasuke, clearing the way for the both of us to the gate.
“Come on, stop playing around,” Sasuke shouted as he was nearing the unprotected front gates.
But these men were veterans in the art of combat and so had soldiers laying in wait for him. The only warning the Uchiha had of the attack was a shadowy blur before he was doubling over from a shot to the guts. Taking the guard’s momentarily distraction as he silently gloated over his victory over the Uchiha heir, I leaped over Sasuke’s bent form and took out the soldier with one swift kick to the face. Pausing to check on my teammate, the enemy was allowed to regroup and we soon found ourselves surrounded by a massive army of soldiers.
“Bull’s Eye, Knuckles,” Shikamaru called through the communicators, “Status report!”
“We’re a little busy right now,” I called back as I tried to concentrate on the enemy.
Taking a look at my surroundings to assess the situation, I quickly took a mental inventory of what equipment I had left. Feeling the lightness of my kunai holster and shuriken pouch, I knew that my reserves were depleted. I cursed myself for being so careless with my weapons as I reached to grab the last cartridge of senbons, the only line of defense that I had in my possession.
“How’re you holding up there?” Sasuke whispered to me as the enemy continued to surround us, a newly acquired katana now in his possession.
“I only have one cartridge of senbons left and I‘m out of weapons,” I replied as we stood back to back to stare at the circle of soldiers that had formed around us.
“I packed your scrolls in my kunai holster,” my raven-haired companion said, “Can you reach them?”
“Not without tipping them off to what I‘m doing,” I replied, unfazed by the fact that he even had my scrolls as I scanned the area for any possible escape route, “I’ll need some cover.”
“I’ll cover you,” Sasuke said unexpectedly.
I could only manage to glance his way in alarm before I was forced to divert my attention back to the ring men who were waiting for a good time to take action against us.
“But who’s going to cover you?” I asked logically, “If you’re protecting me, you’ll be left open.”
“Don’t worry about that, just trust me,” the Sharingan user said without hesitation, “We need to stall for as long as we can and we can‘t do that if you‘re weaponless.”
I was at a lost for words. Here was the sole survivor of the Uchiha massacre who once thought only of himself. It wasn’t too long ago that his only goal in life was to gain power so that he could get revenge for what happened to his family. Now he was taking a risk for me in order to complete the mission.
“Alright,” I finally said, “I’ll trust you.”
Standing back to back, we each took deep breaths and concentrated on each other’s actions. It was the only way to time our movements and so enable us both to come out of this alive. Wordlessly and soundlessly, I ducked low and reached over to Sasuke’s knee where his holster containing my scrolls was located. At the same time, the Uchiha swung the katana in his hand in a low arch over my form to deflect the kunais that were sent my way. With a scroll in each hand, I fired another round of senbons at the nearest flank of enemy soldiers to allow some time for me to set up my assault.
“Get down!” I shouted to Sasuke over my shoulder, at the same time slamming the two scrolls into the ground.
After defeating his current opponent, the Uchiha did as he was told and crutched down low to the ground to escape the onslaught of what was to come. Launching my Soushoryu attack effortlessly, the field was soon littered with weapons and unconscious bodies.
“Nice job,” Sasuke commented as we surveyed the damage.
“Thanks,” I said proudly in response.
“Guys, we got the antiquity,” Shikamaru called over the communicators, “Get out of there, now!”
“Team assessment!” one of the judges called out before any of us could say a word or make a move in response.
Startled by the sudden interruption, my head snapped up to the seemingly darkened sky, eager to hear the status report of our “mission”.
“Time, three minutes and thirty three seconds from point of engagement to the retrieval of item; all soldiers down: ninety-seven percent hit points achieved; object obtained: mission accomplished,” another judge called out, “Konoha advances to the next round!”
With his resounding words ringing through the field, the genjutsu disappeared to reveal the open area and the stands of people who were watching our every move. Out the corner of my eye, I could see the ninja teams from the other villages that had failed to complete their missions. With a scowl the majority of them glared daggers in our direction in hopes of eliminating us in that way.
Glancing up at the stands, I quickly spotted the other Konoha shinobis as they smiled at our victory. Not too far away looking down proudly on us was the Hokage herself, Tsunade. Exchanging a respectable nod with her, I made to rejoin my teammates. A cheer of excitement filled the stadium as all four of us reunited at the center of the arena.
“Good job guys,” Shikamaru said with a hint of pride in his voice, taking the time to shake each of our hands in congratulations.
“Maybe Tsunade was right to team us up together in this tournament,” Kiba commented, gloatingly waving to his adoring fans in the crowd.
“Well, what better way to represent Hidden Leaf than to the take a member from each high ranking team in the village?” I asked rhetorically, “Course it helped that we had the qualities needed for each individual events coming up.”
“Maybe,” Sasuke agreed half-heartedly, “Who would’ve guessed we would work so well together, though?”
“I guess teamwork does pay off,” I said cheerfully as we each started going our separate ways out of the arena, “Good luck on the individual rounds, guys.”
Senbon Gun: Imagine an actual gun with automatic cartridges. Now imagine those cartridges of bullets replaced with bullets filled with a dozen or so senbon needles instead (half an inch to an inch long for convenience). You know how the bullets of a musket shoot out? Just picture that happening with senbon needles every time Tenten pulls the trigger (which implies that the barrel of the weapon needs to be slightly funneled instead of straight). Awesome, no? If only that were an actual weapon. That’d be kick azz! Senbon gun (c) me!
Type: Fanfic
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: June - Teamwork pays off
Character(s): Tenten, Nara Shikamaru, Uchiha Sasuke, Inuzuka Kiba
Pairing(s): SasuTen
Warning(s): My first fight scene with multiple characters
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words.
Note: Won the monthly theme at
ten_squared but only because it was the only entry.From the position of the moon, it appeared to be about an hour before midnight. The wind was blowing in my face as I peered out over the top of the bushes I was hiding in. Dressed in traditional black ninja garb, I blended perfectly with the shadows in the surrounding area. Not too far away was the enemy base that we were sent to infiltrate. Pulling down the cloth covering my mouth, I pulled out the communicator that was given to each member of my team.
“Team Leader, this is Bull’s Eye, do you copy?” I said into the mini-microphone attacked to my earpiece.
“Bull’s Eye, this is Team Leader, you’re coming in loud and clear,” Shikamaru said in reply, his voice coming through the earpiece crystal clear.
“Do we really have to use code names?” Sasuke asked, his annoyed form crutching behind the bushes next to me.
“Yes, Knuckles, we do,” the Chuunin stated bluntly.
“How’s it going, Stalker?” I called through the communicators, ignoring the other two members of my team.
“I haven’t been able to find anything, Bull‘s Eye,” Kiba replied, a soft yelp of agreement from Akamaru being heard in the background, “This jungle’s tougher to get through than my sister‘s meatloaf.”
That statement generated a chuckle from most of us, Sasuke only snorting in response as he kept his eyes out for enemy soldiers.
“Wait, I think I found it,” Kiba said, interrupting the snickers, “Big metal doors, tempered glass, and guards surrounding the building like it was Naruto and his last package of instant Ramen.”
“Sounds like the place,” Sasuke commented, turning to me for a brief moment as he said it.
“So, what’s the plan, guys?” I asked, keeping my eyes open for a possible surprise attack.
“Knuckles, Bull’s Eye, state your positions,” Shikamaru asked directly.
“Ten degrees west of the compound,” Sasuke replied, checking the distance with the night vision goggles we were issued, “The main guard area is in sight.”
“Engage,” was the usually lazy Nara’s command, “Distract them while Stalker and I go in and get what we need.”
“Good luck and have fun guys,” Kiba added, amusement in his voice, “We‘re counting on you.”
“Over and out,” Sasuke said as the communicators went silent on the other end.
“Well…shall we dance?” I asked while I turned to face my partner, cocking a brow with my own amusement.
The brooding Uchiha heir merely smirked in my general direction, knowing that I needed no answer. Without a word, we both replaced the cloth mask over our mouths and leaped out of the shadows. With a intentional war cry, we charged towards the guard post. It didn’t take long for the majority of the guards to get over the initial shock of our outburst and ready their weapons in preparation for a battle. Wasting little time, we quickly went to work mowing through the experienced soldiers.
Lifting my arm, I took aim with my senbon gun and took down the first flank of soldiers. Surprised by the original method of attack, the rest of the army was distracted enough to allow Sasuke to get in close enough to blaze a trail towards the gates of the compound. Pulling out the sais strapped to my lower back, I deflected the barrage of kunais sent my way while still managing to stay close to Sasuke.
Throwing the sai in a spinning motion, I took out the guard who was managing the kunai launcher located at the top of the metal fence.
Realizing that move had caused me to fall behind, I tried to catch up to the overzealous Uchiha only to find my way blocked by a wall of soldiers. Realizing the disadvantage I was in, I cursed myself for relinquishing the other sai so carelessly. But rather than dwell on it, I quickly pulled out a spare kunai to act as the partner to the remaining sai in my possession.
Executing a roundhouse kick to the nearest soldier, I went into action, lashing out at anyone who came within range of my reach. A shuriken flew past, slicing at my wrist which caused me to drop the spare kunai. After landing a side kick to my current opponent, I quickly spun around and threw the remaining sai at the shuriken wielder just as he was going to send another wave of metal stars. Seeing me weaponless for the moment, the enemy ninjas took advantage of the situation and advanced towards me in great numbers.
Quickly reaching back to pull out the two hooked swords strapped to my back, I slashed at the neck of the foe in front of me and flung him at his companions in an attempt to lessen their numbers. Hooking the blade of the sword in the chest of another challenger, I tossed him overhead towards more oncoming soldiers, taking the sword with him because it was snagged on the ribcage. A few seconds later, a blast was heard in that direction when the exploding tags that I slapped on at the last moment finally activated.
A glint of steel out the corner of my eye told me that someone was charging full force towards me, too quickly for me to stop him. Raising up the arm caring my last remaining weapon, I managed to catch the katana a few inches away from my head, the blade catching on the curved hook of my sword. Pressing the weapon down on me, the tip of the katana slowly inched closer to my head as I struggled to keep it at bay. Finally out of frustration at my resistance, my opponent jerked the hook out of my grasp, leaving me weaponless and at his mercy as he charged towards me once again.
“Crap,” I murmured to myself.
Suddenly, the guy was engulfed in flames and charging down the battlefield in a frantic state, a clear path opening up to him as his agonizing screams echoed through the field. Dodging a fuuma shuriken that was spinning through the air over my head, I looked around and spotted Sasuke using his Katon Goukakyuu no Jutsu over and over again on other enemy soldiers, seeming to enjoy dealing with his adversaries in this manner. Allowing myself to chuckle a little at his antics, I took a moment to reload my senbon gun before reaching back and grabbing a handful of shurikens to fire at the men fighting against Sasuke, clearing the way for the both of us to the gate.
“Come on, stop playing around,” Sasuke shouted as he was nearing the unprotected front gates.
But these men were veterans in the art of combat and so had soldiers laying in wait for him. The only warning the Uchiha had of the attack was a shadowy blur before he was doubling over from a shot to the guts. Taking the guard’s momentarily distraction as he silently gloated over his victory over the Uchiha heir, I leaped over Sasuke’s bent form and took out the soldier with one swift kick to the face. Pausing to check on my teammate, the enemy was allowed to regroup and we soon found ourselves surrounded by a massive army of soldiers.
“Bull’s Eye, Knuckles,” Shikamaru called through the communicators, “Status report!”
“We’re a little busy right now,” I called back as I tried to concentrate on the enemy.
Taking a look at my surroundings to assess the situation, I quickly took a mental inventory of what equipment I had left. Feeling the lightness of my kunai holster and shuriken pouch, I knew that my reserves were depleted. I cursed myself for being so careless with my weapons as I reached to grab the last cartridge of senbons, the only line of defense that I had in my possession.
“How’re you holding up there?” Sasuke whispered to me as the enemy continued to surround us, a newly acquired katana now in his possession.
“I only have one cartridge of senbons left and I‘m out of weapons,” I replied as we stood back to back to stare at the circle of soldiers that had formed around us.
“I packed your scrolls in my kunai holster,” my raven-haired companion said, “Can you reach them?”
“Not without tipping them off to what I‘m doing,” I replied, unfazed by the fact that he even had my scrolls as I scanned the area for any possible escape route, “I’ll need some cover.”
“I’ll cover you,” Sasuke said unexpectedly.
I could only manage to glance his way in alarm before I was forced to divert my attention back to the ring men who were waiting for a good time to take action against us.
“But who’s going to cover you?” I asked logically, “If you’re protecting me, you’ll be left open.”
“Don’t worry about that, just trust me,” the Sharingan user said without hesitation, “We need to stall for as long as we can and we can‘t do that if you‘re weaponless.”
I was at a lost for words. Here was the sole survivor of the Uchiha massacre who once thought only of himself. It wasn’t too long ago that his only goal in life was to gain power so that he could get revenge for what happened to his family. Now he was taking a risk for me in order to complete the mission.
“Alright,” I finally said, “I’ll trust you.”
Standing back to back, we each took deep breaths and concentrated on each other’s actions. It was the only way to time our movements and so enable us both to come out of this alive. Wordlessly and soundlessly, I ducked low and reached over to Sasuke’s knee where his holster containing my scrolls was located. At the same time, the Uchiha swung the katana in his hand in a low arch over my form to deflect the kunais that were sent my way. With a scroll in each hand, I fired another round of senbons at the nearest flank of enemy soldiers to allow some time for me to set up my assault.
“Get down!” I shouted to Sasuke over my shoulder, at the same time slamming the two scrolls into the ground.
After defeating his current opponent, the Uchiha did as he was told and crutched down low to the ground to escape the onslaught of what was to come. Launching my Soushoryu attack effortlessly, the field was soon littered with weapons and unconscious bodies.
“Nice job,” Sasuke commented as we surveyed the damage.
“Thanks,” I said proudly in response.
“Guys, we got the antiquity,” Shikamaru called over the communicators, “Get out of there, now!”
“Team assessment!” one of the judges called out before any of us could say a word or make a move in response.
Startled by the sudden interruption, my head snapped up to the seemingly darkened sky, eager to hear the status report of our “mission”.
“Time, three minutes and thirty three seconds from point of engagement to the retrieval of item; all soldiers down: ninety-seven percent hit points achieved; object obtained: mission accomplished,” another judge called out, “Konoha advances to the next round!”
With his resounding words ringing through the field, the genjutsu disappeared to reveal the open area and the stands of people who were watching our every move. Out the corner of my eye, I could see the ninja teams from the other villages that had failed to complete their missions. With a scowl the majority of them glared daggers in our direction in hopes of eliminating us in that way.
Glancing up at the stands, I quickly spotted the other Konoha shinobis as they smiled at our victory. Not too far away looking down proudly on us was the Hokage herself, Tsunade. Exchanging a respectable nod with her, I made to rejoin my teammates. A cheer of excitement filled the stadium as all four of us reunited at the center of the arena.
“Good job guys,” Shikamaru said with a hint of pride in his voice, taking the time to shake each of our hands in congratulations.
“Maybe Tsunade was right to team us up together in this tournament,” Kiba commented, gloatingly waving to his adoring fans in the crowd.
“Well, what better way to represent Hidden Leaf than to the take a member from each high ranking team in the village?” I asked rhetorically, “Course it helped that we had the qualities needed for each individual events coming up.”
“Maybe,” Sasuke agreed half-heartedly, “Who would’ve guessed we would work so well together, though?”
“I guess teamwork does pay off,” I said cheerfully as we each started going our separate ways out of the arena, “Good luck on the individual rounds, guys.”
Senbon Gun: Imagine an actual gun with automatic cartridges. Now imagine those cartridges of bullets replaced with bullets filled with a dozen or so senbon needles instead (half an inch to an inch long for convenience). You know how the bullets of a musket shoot out? Just picture that happening with senbon needles every time Tenten pulls the trigger (which implies that the barrel of the weapon needs to be slightly funneled instead of straight). Awesome, no? If only that were an actual weapon. That’d be kick azz! Senbon gun (c) me!