Ch 34: With Great and Terrible Anger
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Genin Aburame
Orochimaru-sensei would never forgive him if he stopped. His legs ached, he couldn't feel his feet anymore from constant leaps and landings. Orochimaru-sensei would never forgive him if he stopped. Sweat kept getting in his eyes, but he couldn't blink enough to get it out. Orochimaru-sensei would never forgive him if he stopped. The others hadn't seen any sign of the kidnappers, or their friends. Orochimaru-sensei would never forgive him if he stopped. The trees of Fire Country had started to blur together, and he could no longer hear the birds which normally sang as they failed to notice ninja.
He followed the trail left by the kikaichu bugs on Kushina, and he had to be the fastest person on the retrieval team since everyone followed him. He had to be. The alternative was unacceptable.
Orochimaru-sensei would never forgive him if he stopped.
That thought drove him forward even as his limbs screamed at him to stop.
"Hey!" It was the Kaguya girl, Junko. The one Kushina kept training to surpass. Dressed in a hooded long-sleeved white shirt with gill-like slits in the shoulders and baggy pants with two long pockets which when from below her knee to just above her ankles. Shibi idly noticed that she had red eyeliner on. It looked rather nice, with her pale hair. She had run up alongside him and waved when he looked at her. "You look like you're going to pass out, fall between the trees, and die on landing!"
While Shibi certainly felt that way too, it seemed mildly threatening when it came from the observations of another. "...What?" He noticed the others, past Junko, refused to meet his gaze.
"And your hearing's going too, oooh." Junko ran backward through the trees and kept pace with Shibi regardless. "Also you're kinda slow… you were okay for a while, but you just don't got the endurance for this. So, here's what everyone else has agreed. We piggy-back you until we find our friends -- and then we all teach you how to run." She grinned. "Specifically me. I teach you how to run." She grinned wider. "My clan has a game to teach people how to run -- 'escape the starving dogs'. You'll love it."
Shibi had never doubted anything more than he doubted that sentence. He could be told the moon was hollow, and he'd believe it before he believed Junko's words at that moment.
"Up first, Ishidate!" Junko jumped and spread herself in an X shape to slow herself and join her team.
Another Oto ninja -- one of the wigged Uemons with the Oto note on the attached metal plate and an Oto flak jacket under his haori -- ran up alongside shibi and leaned his torso further forward than was necessary. The invitation was clear.
If Orochimaru-sensei wouldn't forgive him if he stopped, he might forgive leaning on another to keep going. Shibi jumped forward and let momentum carry him onto Ishidate's back. For someone so slight, he handled Shibi's weight well. He hadn't realized how overexerted he was until he'd taken the weight off his legs. Shibi kicked himself for learning administrative skills instead of practicing taijutsu more often.
"Just tell me when I need to adjust course," Ishidate said, confident. Moments later his speed almost doubled, and the others in the search and retrieval team followed suit. It was clear how much Shibi had been holding them back. "To be honest, I thought you were doing fine, but you didn't know how to pace yourself well. You'll still need to escape the starving dogs, but you won't struggle as much as Junko thinks."
Shibi sighed. "Your confidence in me is appreciated," he muttered. He looked up, and had his kikaichu check the scent again. "Two degrees north-north-east from this point, we are steadily catching up to them."
"Good. Because I want to turn at least one of them half to stone as an apology to Noburu." Shibi noticed a bit of gold behind them and glanced back. One of Ishidate's hands had a golden eye, half-closed, strapped to the back of his hand. An artisanal ninja tool, the evil eye.
"...I knew I recognized you from somewhere," Shibi muttered with narrowed eyes behind his glasses when he turned back. "You're the one who shouted at Noburu in the plaza."
Ishidate flinched. "Yeah. I… regret that, now."
Shibi wanted to tell the Oto nin he should have regretted it when he said them. He wanted to tell him he had no business on a retrieval team after the things he'd said. "You seemed angry," was all he said about it. Purposefully absent emotion, no blame. Just the facts -- weapon enough for Shibi. "That anger seemed to get away from you, quickly."
"And if we don't get Noburu back… and your teammate," he added the second part as if it was an afterthought, "then I can't tell him I'm sorry, and that I shouldn't have taken my anger out on him."
They didn't catch up to them before they had to stop for a short break. Shibi had been passed between Ishidate, Sayaka, and Hizashi by the time the order to halt was called. The sun had begun to set, and cast ominous shadows through the Fire Country pines. They were still close enough to the sea that Shibi could hear the waves strike the steep cliffs.
The Oto leader, Raiga, erected a stand and filled it with water into which Haruki began to unload ingredients. "Haruki is preparing a recipe using Akamichi food made by Akami," the older man explained as he used his lightning to boil the water for the soup. "Its effects are comparable to a soldier pill, but the liquid medium allows for it to be absorbed by the body with fewer side effects."
Haruki quickly tapped a shaker into the soup when Raiga had his eyes elsewhere. "And some MSG for flavor."
Raiga gave him a look and focused on the task. "Everyone takes some, the leftovers are put into a thermos -- we keep going. Nobody uses any soldier pills until we're about to engage. If we have to, we can cross into Hot Water Country briefly."
"Didn't the talks with Hot Water come out amicably? Their representative agreed to your terms," Hizashi asked with his arms crossed. The Hyuga had adopted a somewhat more traditional look, compared to the others. He wore a grey-green kosode -- one sleeve patterned with the images of cages, and the other with flying birds, and baggy pants with his usual double-kunai pouch. Two steel war fans -- tessen -- were affixed to his wrists with special holsters that would allow Hizashi to draw them when he crossed his arms.
"They haven't had a chance to communicate that back to their daimyo and Yugakure. As far as they know -- we'd be invading." Raiga frowned, and looked at them. "The speed boost this soup gives will hopefully get us on top of them before they cross too deeply into Hot Water for us to follow."
"And if it doesn't?" It took Shibi a moment to realize he'd been the one to ask the question. He was usually more reserved with obvious questions.
"...Then we go to Kumo, and we steal them back. Perhaps we fight a war for them." Raiga's lighting intensified, and the soup boiled even more vigorously. "Be sure to cool it when you drink. It will be ready in a minute or two."
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Legendary Sannin Tsunade
Tsunade felt that, perhaps, she should drink ever so slightly less. That way she wouldn't need people to tell her what happened while she was black-out drunk. Such as an intruder alarm in Oto. Or how two jinchuuriki had been kidnapped right from under them. Or how Orochimaru had gone from Oto to Konoha and back in two days with an excessive number of soldier pills and blind rage to fuel him.
She liked that he'd finally let his temper slip the leash a little. Being passive aggressive all the time wasn't healthy. However, she disliked the state she found him when he'd returned to Oto. Dehydrated, low blood sugar, chakra depleted. The first two she could fix with help from Suzume and Shizune. The third was tricky.
Orochimaru wouldn't forgive her if she asked him to stay in bed to recover naturally. So she had to transfer her chakra to him while Suzume and Shizune tended to the other issues. She'd taken him to the hospital, to a private and secure room. It wasn't plain like the hospital rooms in Konoha -- it was decorated in the story of a fish with jeweled scales set in some distant reef. The story unfolded from the immediate right of the door, along the wall, and concluded on the left wall near the door frame.
There was silence in the room, while the medical ninja did their best to make Orochimaru well. He was shaking, convulsions from low blood sugar Tsunade expected. Food would fix that -- which motivated her to swat Orochimaru every time he resisted Shizune feeding him. An orb filled with glowing liquid passed close enough by the room to light it up as if it were midday on the surface.
"I was going to kill him," Orochimaru admitted as if shocked with himself.
"Who? Jiraiya?" Tsunade scoffed. "I gave him a good punch in the jaw when I heard about it -- he seemed confused. Probably did it while he was drunk." She made sure her chakra was delivered in small enough bursts that Orochimaru's system wouldn't see it as an invader.
"Tsunade. He didn't do it, it was an imposter." Orochimaru pushed aside Shizune's next bit of food to look her in the eyes. She hadn't ever seen him afraid before -- it shook her. "But before I knew that, I was going to kill him."
Oh. He'd been serious. That stunned Tsunade for a few seconds before Suzume nudged her and knocked her out of it. Immediately she scowled at him. "Jiraiya's your best friend. One incident like this is a reason to beat him up, not to… do that. What the hell were you thinking?"
Orochimaru averted his gaze. "I wasn't. I was just… so angry. It was like there was no room left in my head for me -- only the anger." He looked down at his hands, while they shook. Perhaps it hadn't been because of blood sugar levels, after all. "Three years ago, Noburu told me something about myself that he'd seen in the future."
Tsunade blinked, then glanced at Suzume before she commented. "Those riches you found in the valleys south of River, yeah?" Even if Oto were allies with Konoha -- they weren't Konoha. What information passed outside the village had to be closely monitored, even to their allies.
"No. He told me that… I developed rampancy. A stress disorder which causes the brain to start thinking itself to death." Orochimaru didn't let the fear show in his voice or eyes anymore. But Tsunade knew how to see underneath the underneath where her teammates were involved. "He told me some of the things I did… will do while rampant. Terrible experiments, that twist me into a monster. Lives I throw away like trash, because they're not useful anymore." His fingers twitched even more pronounced. "The people I'd once cared about, and then brag about killing. To you."
Suzume, when Tsunade glanced at her again, was the picture of professional medical ninja etiquette. Even if Tsunade wouldn't enforce her silence, it was possible Suzume would keep the secret of what she'd heard. But not guaranteed.
"By the timeline he laid out… it would happen around now." His hands had begun to shake badly, so Shizune had to start to feed him again. "I thought… that having a team, and spending more time away from Konoha would be enough to stop it, but what if…."
"Stop that," Tsunade snapped. She focused her eyes on Orochimaru's and tried to drill her words into him with a terrible glare. "Stress disorders get worse the more you think about them. Have you been thinking about this in the background, these last three years?" When Orochimaru broke her staring contest, she got her answer. "You've been making it worse for years, doing that." She rolled her eyes. "When this is over -- Jiraiya and I are going to teach you how to de-stress with a proper vacation."
But it wasn't over yet. She still had to get Orochimaru enough chakra to fight with, and that would take time. Time they didn't have.
As if the universe wanted to backhand her, Tsunade heard something which caused her back to stiffen. A rhythmic chime, which grew closer with each instance. It brought to mind the humilitating defeat she and her teammates had suffered three years prior, and the unflappable monk responsible.
Moments later, there was a knock on the door. Suzume looked at Tsunade, then made a quick adjustment to the IV bag she'd set up to drip liquids into Orochimaru. The hospital director opened the door and there he was.
While everyone around had changed -- Kousuke remained much the same. He still dressed as a Water Temple monk, but with a belt patterned after the iconography of the new Wave Temple. The monk glanced at Suzume, then over her shoulder and waved at Shizune.
The young girl, ignorant of the tension between her mistress and the monk, waved back with a smile.
"I have come to coordinate with the Sannin about when we should depart," the monk told Suzume as if she were the only one in the room able to hear him. "Saiken has relayed messages to me from Isobu and Gyuki -- I have predicted a path that the kidnappers will follow."
Tsunade narrowed her eyes and glanced at Orochimaru. Her instinct was to be wary of the monk's claims to be able to speak to the three-and-eight-tails across distances. But Orochimaru looked at the monk attentively. Tsunade swallowed her suspicion and nodded to Suzume.
"Please come in, abbot," Suzume said with her 'speak to patients' voice. "The Sannin are accepting visitors right now."
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Tenmu Otsutsuki
Through Ninshu it was possible to see without eyes. So while they ran through the trees away from Wave and toward Hot Water Country, he looked over the jinchuuriki. They seemed well-cared for, though that was debatable according to the Kumo ninja. Tenmu focused on the young man, only slightly younger than himself.
"Arun," he spoke to his teacher in the now-dead language of the Otsutsuki main family. "Do you suppose he understands this language?"
Ryou, the short ninja who carried Noburu, looked at him with confusion. The Kumo ninja's spikey black mane of hair almost covered his forehead. He noticed how Tenmu was focused on the jinchuuriki, and jostled him a bit. The drugged teen didn't respond. "I think he's still out of it," the ninja offered and rubbed his nose. "...Hopefully we didn't give him an overdose."
"No," Arun said as he ran on the opposite side of Ryou. He took spoke in the main family's dead language. "It seems the boy is playing possum for now. But I sense no familiarity. The turtle spirit knows Ninshu, but has not shared it with the host. We are fortunate."
"But that is bad?" Tenmu replied as he ignored Ryou's comment. The lack of contractions in the language made it annoying to use for day-to-day use. "We will have to teach him Ninshu when we bring him to the moon, right?"
"To what end?" Arun shook his head and scowled. All around them, the Kumo ninja became visibly suspicious as the 'monks' spoke in a language they didn't understand. "Once his eyes are consigned to the Tenseigan, he will face execution just as all the main family was made to do. As your father ordered."
Tenmu frowned. "Father is gone. What if I do not want to have another of my kinsman be killed over his grudge?"
Arun was shocked for a moment, then shook his head. "Poor Jomei, I have failed as tutor to your son. He disrespects your will, even after you have gone." He shook his head and covered his eyes with his hand in a self-shaming gesture. "Woe, Jomei. Woe…."
"Are… the two of you angry?" Ryou asked as he looked at both of them. "I mean, he's not dead… yet. But did you have some purpose for him that… overdosing opium would mess with?" He smiled, as if he felt responsible despite Honda -- the taller, lighter-skinned, and smooth-haired ninja behind him -- having been the one to deliver the opium.
Tenmu, upset that Arun seemed more concerned with disrespect to Tenmu's dead father than Tenmu himself, switched back to the language of Earth. "Arun has strong views about what we should do with the jinchuuriki when we get him home. I disagree with him. That is all."
Arun, even more shocked than before stared at Tenmu with his mouth slightly ajar. "You let them know we are not of one mind," he hissed at Tenmu in the main family's language when he recovered. "Now they can pit us against each other."
"You're doing a fine job of that yourself," Tenmu snapped, in the Earth's language. "If you want me to do anything other than order that policy overturned when we get home -- you better think of a reason for it other than a dead man's grudge." The moment he said it, he knew he shouldn't have said it. Arun looked genuinely hurt, the ninja looked confused -- except for L. L had an awful little smile on his face which Tenmu could see with Ninshu despite the distance between them. But he wouldn't back down -- he was the clan leader, and he wouldn't let his father's orders in the past overrule his in the present.
"Wow," Noburu commented, announcing to the ninja that he was both ungagged and conscious enough to talk. Albeit with some slurring. "You guys have some issues. Let me add to them real quick." Quick as a cut could bleed, Tenmu watched Noburu project a chakra string from his toe and yank back on it as soon as it touched Guiying's leg.
As had happened earlier, Guiying missed her jump and dropped Kushina into a tree as she struck a bough with her face. "My nobe!" The transformation specialist shouted as she held onto the branch with one hand and clutched her face with the other. "Th' bastid brog by nobe!"
Ryou sighed and stopped on a tree branch while Honda landed next to him and prepared more opium. "Can't you guys use your chakra orb things to make him stop?" The short ninja asked, annoyed while L helped Guiying fix her nose.
Tenmu, more willing to speak of the two Otsutsuki clan members, shrugged as he answered. "We can only manage one chakra orb a day. So we could probably do that tomorrow -- but today both our orbs are focused on disrupting their seals."
Arun frowned deeply. Tenmu guessed he didn't want the ninja to know their limits -- which was silly, the ninja weren't going to fight the two of them.
Another opium injection, and the nine-tails jinchuuriki being retrieved from the tree, and they were off. The border to Hot Water Country was within sight.
All of a sudden, L turned toward the forests further inland, and cursed. "Ryou, Guiying, make a break for it! They've caught up!" A moment later a powerful gust of wind carried a cloud of mist ahead of them -- the mist was acidic in nature, as the trees and shoreline began to melt at its touch.
Tenmu had only moments to process that they were under attack when he realized there was someone behind him. He perceived her through Ninshu -- a beautiful young woman with a manic grin and eyes surrounded with blood red makeup. She looked very much like Tenmu's ancient ancestor Kaguya did in her silk portraits. Tenmu was so struck with her awesome beauty he almost missed the sword in her hand, and very nearly failed to dodge. He flipped away from the beautiful Oto nin's stabbing sword as it punctured the branch he had stood on.
Ryou and Guiying made a break for the Hot Water border by way of the sea and water walking while the others prepared for the fight.
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Cast
Ishidate Uemon: The current heir of the Uemon clan, Kokoro Uemon's oldest child. A ninja artisan who aims to earn his master title with his use of the finicky evil eye totem to make a petrifying gauntlet that poses no risk to the user. Chunin rank, sixteen years old. Ishidate and Noburu were dating until recently, when Ishidate's temper got the better of him. In combat, he is primarily a taijutsu user. He's part of the Otogakure strategic response team, the macro planning sub-division.
Arun Otsutsuki: A mysterious man who claims to be a monk from Moon Country. He's never been seen with his eyes opened, and uses a strange chakra orb technique along with chakra strings to control others in lieu of genjutsu. On the behalf of his clan, he hired Kumo ninja to help him steal from Otogakure.
Tenmu Otsutsuki: A relative of Arun's, though much younger. Tenmu is more rash and impulsive than Arun, and is considered his apprentice. Like Arun, he has never been seen with his eyes opened. On top of Arun's abilities, Tenmu seems to have the power to use his chakra orb and chakra strings to drain the chakra out of jutsu and people.