Thread: An (Eventual) Anko x Kakashi Fanfic by LadyYunaFFX2

DISCLAIMER I do not own 'Naruto' or any of the characters. So don't sue me, please. Chapter V By the time Kakashi arrived to the same Otogakure base Anko had just left, it'd been close to half an hour since she left. The Copy Cat Shinobi inwardly cursed. Just from the time, he didn't expect to find anyone inside. And after a brief check around, it was soon clarified for himself. He sighed in annoyance, stopping briefly as he did note one thing within Kabuto's room. It seemed like a mess, one that someone had recently made here. And something had been sought out for. If nothing else, he may at least indeed be on the right track. It'd make up for all the time it had taken to arrive here. His hands seemed to act on their own as they reached into the pouch, pulling out one of the blank scrolls. Unfurling it upon the floor, he bit upon his thumb to make it begin to bleed then dragged it across the paper. Pressing a gloved palm across the center, all of the ninken soon appeared. Slipping his thumb into his pocket, he applied pressure from the inside of the fabric. It'd heal soon and easily enough, he knew. His eye went upon the one Kakashi would commune with the most, Pakkun, who instantly returned the eye contact. For a dog, he was relatively smart himself and knew one thing. The summoning hadn't been for the hell of it. He was needed. What's up? He inquired. Unlike many other pets and their owners, they seemed to understand one another almost perfectly. Keeping pressure upon his thumb, Kakashi moved his left hand around to hint the area he was speaking of. This ... can you make sure Anko was here and caused this? His own sense of smell wasn't too bad, but he'd rather be damn well sure. If this wasn't, he'd lose more time and maybe even Anko -- more than he'd already seemed to due to the bad start. His eyes stayed upon Pakkun as he began to sniff around, deciding to answer with actions instead of words. It made him smile from behind the mask. That had seemed to be how the dog always worked speaking with non-verbal replies as to ones that were such. But he wouldn't have it any other way and over all the other summons, Pakkun was the one with the best sense of smell. After making a few rotations around the chair in front of the desk, even jumping upon it and sniffing on and near the desk, Pakkun stopped and sat in the chair. If old dango is Anko, then yes. But she wasn't alone either. He sniffed a few more times, as if trying to pinpoint the other scent better. Whoever this was, they took damn good care to give practically nothing of themselves away. I can barely detect it the smell seems to have been hidden by some means. And on purpose. The news slightly disturbed Kakashi. He hadn't thought there would be any immediate danger against Anko. But now he had all the more reason to hurry, it seemed. Although in his mind, there were a few names that immediately came to mind and could be as cunning as Pakkun was describing. But gods help him, he wanted to be wrong. He'd just finished getting out of a war. He didn't want to enter a brand new fight. Not unless he had to. Noting Kakashi deep in thought, Pakkun barked to grab his attention for a bit more before speaking up again. Blood ... Anko's. It's not much, meaning either it wasn't overly fatal or she's covering the wound. Probably the latter ... Kakashi mused, biting his lower lip behind the mask to hide a sigh of annoyance. Why did all of his missions have to end up this way? It was no one's fault, he knew but still ... couldn't he ever be given one and it went without some sort of complication? She is a survivalist, after all. If she was hurt, her first instinct would be likely to cover a wound. Dismissing the rest of the hounds, he picked up the scroll ... and noted something he'd nearly missed. Footprints. Kneeling down and tracing lightly over them, they were definitely relatively new, which confirmed these were likely Anko's. Slowly turning around, he saw no other sets, though, that could be passed off as the assailant's. Not only had they been careful on wanting to keep their scent hidden away but presence also. It made his eyes narrow slightly, the unnatural and eerie feeling of being watched almost pestering him. Thankfully, he had an excuse to get away from it. Following the footprints, he saw one set going in and the other more along the lines of stumbling whilst moving out. The more Kakashi was seeing, the more disheartened he was unable to help but feel. But he wasn't going to let despair overwhelm him that easily. His head shook no lightly, trying his damnedest to reassure himself that whatever had happened, Anko would still pull through anyways. Even as the steps continued to lead away from the base, they remained upon the ground. She'd all but been forced to travel on foot a bit of a good sign. Hopefully catching up wouldn't be as difficult as he'd thought. Jumping back up into a new tree, Kakashi looked downward to Pakkun. Keep your eyes open down there - and nose - and I'll do the same up here. The bark that soon followed was an affirmative 'Very well' of sorts. As Kakashi's feet resumed moving, his mind raced. One of the original people he'd thought to be assailants was Kabuto. It would make sense. The other was none other than the Sannin. But .. hadn't he supposed to have been fused with Kabuto? Something of the like? He'd sworn he heard something in regards to that effect a while ago, a bit before Anko headed out. So if that was true, one could argue it was technically both of them. It made him inwardly sigh. This was getting more and more complicated. Ahead of the two was a violently shaking and barely standing Anko. But not too far off, she could see them! The gates to Kumogakure. Just ... a bit .... Her left hand reached out, as if trying to grasp onto something to hold on to. But the mix of the blood loss and other factors working very much against her, especially the pain, had kicked in and overpowered her by now. Gravity quickly took over as her eyes closed and her body fell forward. Her chakra signature was as weak compared to when she'd waken up -- but still there. Anko was close to death, no doubt ... but not actually dead just yet. How long Kakashi had been lost in his thoughts was beyond him. But as more barking caught his ears, he snapped out and away from them. Glancing down, an eyebrow lightly raised as he looked towards Pakkun. Not too far off now ... she's there. You're certain it's her? He inquired, realizing how silly his own question may have sounded. If the ninken could have, he would have returned the gesture of raising his own eyebrow. You do know whom you're asking, right? He asked calmly. ... Yeah. But I also want to make damn well sure. He added. Well then ... in about five or less would be your best bet. I can smell her from that far away. .. Excuse me then ... He murmured softly. And without allowing time for an explanation, Kakashi soon dismissed Pakkun also. Everything that was about to happen would need to be done by himself. It was ... an obligation he made quickly and silently to himself, his sense of pride and work ethic more or less. He'd gotten more than ample assistance but now was the time to finish up things more than anything. His pace quickened and sure enough, he could indeed begin to make out a form after a few more minutes. Hopefully he hadn't been too late ... he'd kick himself - likely worse - if that had been the case.