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endless_scrolls) wrote2010-11-18 08:21 pm
endless_scrolls) wrote2010-11-18 08:21 pm
Enter the Dragon
Title: Enter the Dragon
Type: Definitely-Not-So-Drabble
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: A Rock and a Hard Place [ 1006 ]
Character(s): Tenten, Uchiha Sasuke; brief mention of Maito Gai, Rock Lee, Hyuuga Neji, Haruno Sakura, Karin, Hatake Kakashi, Uzumaki Naruto
Pairing(s): None
Warning(s): None
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words.
Note: Based on a plot idea originally made for the RP community of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
circleobetrayal that eventually inspired the fic 'Inheritance of Betrayal.' Theme borrowed from 30_tortures.
Dedicated to:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
its_game_time ♥
Traveling through the rain was not something she was unaccustomed to doing. Team Gai had made it a point to face any and all challenges where they could. Even it when it was usually against their will. -- Patient as they usually were with the Twin Beasts, sometimes too much was simply too much for both Neji and Tenten to deal with. -- Missions, after all, didn't always have the luxury of being delayed due to unforeseeable circumstances. Messages were often time sensitive. Important reports needed to reach the Hokage's desk as soon as possible so that a plan could be plotted out efficient and effectively. And when you were being chased by enemy soldiers, every mile -- every second -- made all the difference. But despite that logic and necessity to placing more distance between them and their assailants, there was only so much the two of them could do in a raging store. Even with advanced control -- not complete; no one could have total dominance over nature -- on his lightning element, there were limitations. He could only redirect the electric energy so many times; could protect them from its dangers a handful of times before his own chakra was depleted from the effort. And it was made all the more difficult with an extra, unconscious body to carry around.
"We should just leave her."
Pausing in the midst of arranging the fire pit, the kunoichi turned towards him with a mixed look of disbelief and wariness. It was a practical idea, yes, and would have been a perfectly acceptable course of action if they had been on a mission and faced with this problem. -- Everything for the mission and it's completion. That's what they had told them at the Academy. And yet so many that she knew defied that rule on a daily basis. -- But this was not a mission. They were without any real loyalties to a given village or culture. He was a rogue ninja; had been for years now, really. And in taking Sakura's limp body and choosing to follow him, that was her fate as well.
"You don't really meant that," she said, more as a statement than anything else. The kunoichi knew him well enough to trust in that belief. "You would've gotten rid of her all those miles ago, if you did. Besides, I told you, you need a medic now that Karin's gone."
With the last scraps of wood in place, Tenten took a step back from the pile and watched in muted silence as he summoned his clan technique to light them a fire. The same technique he had used to help them carve out the little nook at the bottom of the hill to hide away in and wait out the rest of the storm. It had taken some convincing and debate, at first, before she managed to finally get him to submit to her argument of stopping, but in the end, convenience and rationality won out over the need for a clear and clean escape. With the rain pouring down like it was, Kakashi and the others couldn't even hope to follow afterwards.
Besides, there had been some sort of residue on the kunai she had taken from Sakura after stopping her assault. Poison, no doubt, given the target and the desperation of attacking an enemy while their back was turned. And that was the same kunai that Tenten had used against Naruto, cutting a finely thin line across his cheek as warning before they made their speedy retreat. They would have their hands full over finding an antidote for that if the rumors were true about the young apprentice's medical prowess.
Exhaling the last lingering traces of the jutsu with a puff or two of smoke, he gave a quiet sigh. And for just a moment, the kunoichi was captivated at how much he reminded her of a ethereal dragon perched on top of his mountain thrown as he looked down upon the world and the people who occupied it. Judging, ever judging. And if she were honest, it was not far from the truth. The young Uchiha had high standards for everything in life. Because he couldn't afford to have anything less for his plans to reach their final stages. "How do you even know she'll agree to help."
"That's easy," came her even response, shaking away the image with a snap of her head, "I don't."
His brows furrowed further in response. "Then why even bother?"
Breathing out in her own sigh, the kunoichi started sifting through her things for the rations she had brought along. There was no telling how long they would travel after the rains stopped or lightened up. And if the continued without food, neither one of them would last much longer. Resilient or not, there were limitations to their capabilities. All the while, Tenten's tone remained biting and sarcastic as she replied to his question. "Because -- and I know this is an odd concept for you, but bear with me here -- we're gonna tell her the truth."
Despite himself and the stoicism he wanted to display, she was sure, Sasuke gave a sort of deadpanned expression, though not a single word was uttered. He had never been much for the public eye, or so it had always seemed before when there was hardly any sort of connection other than the village in which they had once pledged their loyalties. So Tenten hadn't expected anything more than simply that. With all the drama and attention that surrounded his family's massacre, it was likely that his taste for being scrutinized -- specifically, being placed under such a magnified microscope -- was violently negative at best.
And in that was Sasuke more like his former teammate than he would care to admit, she supposed.
Lingering on that thought, the kunoichi turned back to him with a serious downturn of her lips. "For now, though... we better tie her up. And with something strong."
Type: Definitely-Not-So-Drabble
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: A Rock and a Hard Place [ 1006 ]
Character(s): Tenten, Uchiha Sasuke; brief mention of Maito Gai, Rock Lee, Hyuuga Neji, Haruno Sakura, Karin, Hatake Kakashi, Uzumaki Naruto
Pairing(s): None
Warning(s): None
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words.
Note: Based on a plot idea originally made for the RP community of
circleobetrayal that eventually inspired the fic 'Inheritance of Betrayal.' Theme borrowed from 30_tortures.Dedicated to:
its_game_time ♥Traveling through the rain was not something she was unaccustomed to doing. Team Gai had made it a point to face any and all challenges where they could. Even it when it was usually against their will. -- Patient as they usually were with the Twin Beasts, sometimes too much was simply too much for both Neji and Tenten to deal with. -- Missions, after all, didn't always have the luxury of being delayed due to unforeseeable circumstances. Messages were often time sensitive. Important reports needed to reach the Hokage's desk as soon as possible so that a plan could be plotted out efficient and effectively. And when you were being chased by enemy soldiers, every mile -- every second -- made all the difference. But despite that logic and necessity to placing more distance between them and their assailants, there was only so much the two of them could do in a raging store. Even with advanced control -- not complete; no one could have total dominance over nature -- on his lightning element, there were limitations. He could only redirect the electric energy so many times; could protect them from its dangers a handful of times before his own chakra was depleted from the effort. And it was made all the more difficult with an extra, unconscious body to carry around.
"We should just leave her."
Pausing in the midst of arranging the fire pit, the kunoichi turned towards him with a mixed look of disbelief and wariness. It was a practical idea, yes, and would have been a perfectly acceptable course of action if they had been on a mission and faced with this problem. -- Everything for the mission and it's completion. That's what they had told them at the Academy. And yet so many that she knew defied that rule on a daily basis. -- But this was not a mission. They were without any real loyalties to a given village or culture. He was a rogue ninja; had been for years now, really. And in taking Sakura's limp body and choosing to follow him, that was her fate as well.
"You don't really meant that," she said, more as a statement than anything else. The kunoichi knew him well enough to trust in that belief. "You would've gotten rid of her all those miles ago, if you did. Besides, I told you, you need a medic now that Karin's gone."
With the last scraps of wood in place, Tenten took a step back from the pile and watched in muted silence as he summoned his clan technique to light them a fire. The same technique he had used to help them carve out the little nook at the bottom of the hill to hide away in and wait out the rest of the storm. It had taken some convincing and debate, at first, before she managed to finally get him to submit to her argument of stopping, but in the end, convenience and rationality won out over the need for a clear and clean escape. With the rain pouring down like it was, Kakashi and the others couldn't even hope to follow afterwards.
Besides, there had been some sort of residue on the kunai she had taken from Sakura after stopping her assault. Poison, no doubt, given the target and the desperation of attacking an enemy while their back was turned. And that was the same kunai that Tenten had used against Naruto, cutting a finely thin line across his cheek as warning before they made their speedy retreat. They would have their hands full over finding an antidote for that if the rumors were true about the young apprentice's medical prowess.
Exhaling the last lingering traces of the jutsu with a puff or two of smoke, he gave a quiet sigh. And for just a moment, the kunoichi was captivated at how much he reminded her of a ethereal dragon perched on top of his mountain thrown as he looked down upon the world and the people who occupied it. Judging, ever judging. And if she were honest, it was not far from the truth. The young Uchiha had high standards for everything in life. Because he couldn't afford to have anything less for his plans to reach their final stages. "How do you even know she'll agree to help."
"That's easy," came her even response, shaking away the image with a snap of her head, "I don't."
His brows furrowed further in response. "Then why even bother?"
Breathing out in her own sigh, the kunoichi started sifting through her things for the rations she had brought along. There was no telling how long they would travel after the rains stopped or lightened up. And if the continued without food, neither one of them would last much longer. Resilient or not, there were limitations to their capabilities. All the while, Tenten's tone remained biting and sarcastic as she replied to his question. "Because -- and I know this is an odd concept for you, but bear with me here -- we're gonna tell her the truth."
Despite himself and the stoicism he wanted to display, she was sure, Sasuke gave a sort of deadpanned expression, though not a single word was uttered. He had never been much for the public eye, or so it had always seemed before when there was hardly any sort of connection other than the village in which they had once pledged their loyalties. So Tenten hadn't expected anything more than simply that. With all the drama and attention that surrounded his family's massacre, it was likely that his taste for being scrutinized -- specifically, being placed under such a magnified microscope -- was violently negative at best.
And in that was Sasuke more like his former teammate than he would care to admit, she supposed.
Lingering on that thought, the kunoichi turned back to him with a serious downturn of her lips. "For now, though... we better tie her up. And with something strong."