NOTE: Okay... I'm back (after who knows how long) with an old Naruto fanfiction (written 2 years ago) about an original character of mine (Erianne Yotomajei) and Kakashi Hatake. Unfortunately for those who are used to reading last name, first name format, I've made it so that it reads first name, last name. And I've "translated" most Japanese terms, so that -sama becomes Lord or Lady and that -san becomes Miss (in a girl's case, in a guy's case, it probably won't be there). Others, like '-nee-chan' or 'Itadakimasu/Gotsusosama' were left mostly because you can't really translate it into anything. -nee-chan means 'big sister' and Naruto calls Ayame (from the Ichiraku Ramen Shop) "Ayame-nee-chan" but I can't translate it to say 'Big Sister Ayame' because I feel it would be rather awkward. I could change 'Itadakimasu' and 'Gotsusosama' to their English equivalents, but I think it'd be weird. Oh! And I "censored" extreme words. You know. Yeah. Those. ^_^
Okay, enough ranting. Time for Chapter 1, Part 1.
Copyright all Naruto Characters (c) Masashi Kishimoto. Copyright Erianne Yotomajei (c) me.
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“Hello, Kakashi Hatake…” A voice out of nowhere said, startling the young, gray-haired man. The bottom half of his face was covered by a dark blue mask. His left eye was covered by a headband with a rounded rectangular piece of metal sewn onto it: a hitai-ate. In the center of the metal was the symbol of Konohagakure, the Village Hidden in the Leaves.
“Long time no see,” Kakashi coolly replied, his right eye moving. He was trying to locate the source of the voice.
“And you never see what’s in front of your own face…” Kakashi’s eye darted to what was in front of him. He saw a sorrowful gaze staring back at him. The eye he saw was a color of light honey with tiny hints of light kiwi green. He recognized the gaze.
“Erianne Yotomajei…” Kakashi said softly.
“I’m surprised you remember me, Kakashi,” The eye he looked into moved farther away. He was tempted to move with it. But then he was able to see this Erianne. She had mid-neck, light blue-ish gray hair and her right eye was covered with a simple cloth, as Kakashi’s left eye was covered with his hitai-ate. She wore a dark green see-through shirt that was off her shoulders, the sleeves reaching her knuckles, and the hem of the shirt reached down to the middle of her thighs. She wore a black, thick strapped shirt that ended an inch below her breasts. She also wore black, arm warmers made of thin material and green-black shorts that were shorter than the hem of her shirt and were held up by a brown belt. She wore boots that were up to her thigh, only leaving an inch and a half of skin between the shirt and the boots. The boots made of some sort of material that wasn’t too stiff or too loose. Two black shuriken packs were fastened to her belt. A large shuriken star was attached to her back by “X” crossed leather straps.
“Who wouldn’t remember someone like you?” Kakashi said, a sad tone creeping into his voice. Quickly, he tried to stop the sad tone from affecting his voice before he was to talk again. Erianne, however, picked up the tone.
“I’m sorry, Kakashi…” She replied, still staring straight into his right eye with her left. “I didn’t really mean-”
“What are you doing here?” Kakashi interrupted, an angry tone replacing the sad one. “This is the Fire country. You shouldn’t be here.”
“I have business here,” Erianne said, her voice getting harsh as well. She stiffened slightly.
“Business, I’m sure… working for that ****** Orochimaru again?” Kakashi retorted. Erianne glowered at him.
“You will die at my hands if you ever say something like that again!” Erianne said angrily. Kakashi stared back at her, not intimidated at all.
“Why?” Kakashi started to say. “Is Orochimaru your lover now?” This clearly broke Erianne. She disappeared from his view, only to reappear behind him with a kunai. Erianne crossed her kunai over his neck and pulled Kakashi into a headlock.
“Don’t… you ever say that…” She said, a lot of anger in her voice now. But Kakashi could hear a bit of sadness in her voice. But then, she was talking directly into his ear. “I know you’re mad… but I had no choice-”
“No choice!?” Kakashi interrupted again. He pulled himself out of her headlock roughly, feeling a warm liquid seep through his mask. In his anger, he forgot about the kunai held at his throat, which had made a small, non-dangerous cut. “You had a choice — to betray your village and join a ******* like Orochimaru or die for the sake of your village so that he wouldn’t succeed. BUT YOU CHOSE TO JOIN THAT-” Kakashi stopped. He saw Erianne drop her head, her gaze hitting the ground. She was shaking. Kakashi couldn’t tell if she was about to cry or if she was battling herself to calm down and not kill him in an instant. Kakashi knew that she was capable of doing that… at least… she was before.
“I told you…” She said, her voice shaking with anger. “… not to talk about Lord Orochimaru that way…”
“And what are you going to do?” Kakashi dared to anger her even more. “You’re too kind-” Kakashi stopped, his voice failing him. Erianne had taken out one of the large shuriken types — the big four-pointed star that resembled the smaller shuriken. But instead of only having four points, it had sixteen. Her head was pointed at an angle to the ground, but Kakashi could see that her eye — mostly covered by the shadow of her hair — was dark and flashing dangerously. No other shinobi would dare go any farther than that.
The battle between the two began.
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