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endless_scrolls) wrote2009-04-02 11:01 pm
endless_scrolls) wrote2009-04-02 11:01 pm
Skin Deep
Title: Skin Deep
Type: Fanfic
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: 'Strawberry' [Word count: 655]
Character(s): Tenten, Uchiha Sasuke; brief mentions of Orochimaru
Pairing(s): Maybe a small hint of Sasuke/Tenten
Warning(s): None
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words.
Note: Short and randomly written fic/drabble in reaction to a friend's post.
Dedicated to:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
its_game_time. She knows why.
Knowledge was something that had always appealed to Tenten. To possess more of it meant having the ability to develop a better strategy. A more thought-out plan and achieving success. It helped sharpen the senses and brought clarity to an all too clouded world of uncertainty. So it was no surprise to anyone that the kunoichi made frequent trips to the village archives whenever possible. And normally, Orochimaru would have overlooked such behavior. Intelligence, after all, was one of her stronger qualities. But when such visits coincided with one Uchiha Saske, suspicion could not help but form. And in this game of chess, the Snake Lord Sannin had a lot of pawns to sacrifice for the greater good. His greater good.
"Don't worry," she assured him, "I won't be the one to tell him what we're planning."
There was a pause, a moment where his inky-black eyes narrowed the tiniest bit before the young Uchiha gave a small incline of his head. A nod barely notable to tell her that he understood.
"I know."
And in the time it took her to take another breath of air, he was gone. Quick as the lightning that raced through his body every single time Sasuke used his Chidori techniques. Turning a mere few inches to the side, Tenten glanced over her shoulder just in time to see the strawberry red ribbons splatter across the far wall. Away from the books and scrolls. Away from any evidence that would pin the blame on either one of them. Like paint being thrown across an ivory canvas. It was almost beautiful the way the edge of the kunai seemed to cut so cleanly through her flesh. Then again, they were the instruments of war, taught in the art of deception and death. It only made sense that the most prodigal of soldiers would... could paint such an elegant picture of the Oto-nin's last moment of life.
Then, with a sickening slosh, the moment passed. The body fell forward, lifelessly to the ground in a heap. Already, the blood began to pool around the dead Genin.
An easy shift of her stance brought Tenten's attention to the other. They were both former Leaf-nins -- former at this point because of the promise she had made to him one dark night a few weeks back after all the hatred and disdain had lost its steam -- raised on the same principles of life and respect. Already, she could tell that the kill had been hard on him. Because in Sasuke's eyes, there was only one person in the world who deserved to die.
A few steps forward brought the kunoichi to his side. "It was necessary."
"...I know."
"Do you?"
At that, he turned a sharp eye towards her, a glimmer of red in warning at Tenten's implication. Normally, the sight and promise of the Sharingan was enough to put a stop to further prodding. But she had spent a substantial amount of time around the young Uchiha, growing accustomed to his empty threats. Enough to send a look of her own back at him. He would not escape her scrutiny, even if he were capable of ending her life in mere seconds. And perhaps it was that challenging quality in Tenten's character that had helped her move so far past his defenses. Far enough to know that killing and death effected him more than people ever knew. Enough that, after another moment in tense silence, Sasuke simply sighed and turned away.
He was in no mood to battle with her tonight.
"What're we gonna to tell Orochimaru?" the kunoichi inquired calmly. As if they had not killed a young girl with little thought or care.
"That we found her here," Sasuke replied, tossing the standard kunai to lay beside its dead master, "You'd be surprised how many people die on a daily basis in Oto."
"...Not as surprised as you think."
Type: Fanfic
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: 'Strawberry' [Word count: 655]
Character(s): Tenten, Uchiha Sasuke; brief mentions of Orochimaru
Pairing(s): Maybe a small hint of Sasuke/Tenten
Warning(s): None
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words.
Note: Short and randomly written fic/drabble in reaction to a friend's post.
Dedicated to:
its_game_time. She knows why.Knowledge was something that had always appealed to Tenten. To possess more of it meant having the ability to develop a better strategy. A more thought-out plan and achieving success. It helped sharpen the senses and brought clarity to an all too clouded world of uncertainty. So it was no surprise to anyone that the kunoichi made frequent trips to the village archives whenever possible. And normally, Orochimaru would have overlooked such behavior. Intelligence, after all, was one of her stronger qualities. But when such visits coincided with one Uchiha Saske, suspicion could not help but form. And in this game of chess, the Snake Lord Sannin had a lot of pawns to sacrifice for the greater good. His greater good.
"Don't worry," she assured him, "I won't be the one to tell him what we're planning."
There was a pause, a moment where his inky-black eyes narrowed the tiniest bit before the young Uchiha gave a small incline of his head. A nod barely notable to tell her that he understood.
"I know."
And in the time it took her to take another breath of air, he was gone. Quick as the lightning that raced through his body every single time Sasuke used his Chidori techniques. Turning a mere few inches to the side, Tenten glanced over her shoulder just in time to see the strawberry red ribbons splatter across the far wall. Away from the books and scrolls. Away from any evidence that would pin the blame on either one of them. Like paint being thrown across an ivory canvas. It was almost beautiful the way the edge of the kunai seemed to cut so cleanly through her flesh. Then again, they were the instruments of war, taught in the art of deception and death. It only made sense that the most prodigal of soldiers would... could paint such an elegant picture of the Oto-nin's last moment of life.
Then, with a sickening slosh, the moment passed. The body fell forward, lifelessly to the ground in a heap. Already, the blood began to pool around the dead Genin.
An easy shift of her stance brought Tenten's attention to the other. They were both former Leaf-nins -- former at this point because of the promise she had made to him one dark night a few weeks back after all the hatred and disdain had lost its steam -- raised on the same principles of life and respect. Already, she could tell that the kill had been hard on him. Because in Sasuke's eyes, there was only one person in the world who deserved to die.
A few steps forward brought the kunoichi to his side. "It was necessary."
"...I know."
"Do you?"
At that, he turned a sharp eye towards her, a glimmer of red in warning at Tenten's implication. Normally, the sight and promise of the Sharingan was enough to put a stop to further prodding. But she had spent a substantial amount of time around the young Uchiha, growing accustomed to his empty threats. Enough to send a look of her own back at him. He would not escape her scrutiny, even if he were capable of ending her life in mere seconds. And perhaps it was that challenging quality in Tenten's character that had helped her move so far past his defenses. Far enough to know that killing and death effected him more than people ever knew. Enough that, after another moment in tense silence, Sasuke simply sighed and turned away.
He was in no mood to battle with her tonight.
"What're we gonna to tell Orochimaru?" the kunoichi inquired calmly. As if they had not killed a young girl with little thought or care.
"That we found her here," Sasuke replied, tossing the standard kunai to lay beside its dead master, "You'd be surprised how many people die on a daily basis in Oto."
"...Not as surprised as you think."
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