Thread: Five years of peace... [TheDarkerMe & Kaziel]

Chika dodged the attacks thrown at her. Flipping and then lashing out with Kunai and Senbon. But none of it was effective, her ANBU unit was dead. How that was possible, she didn't know. They had guarded the retreat of all the civilians and Genin and Chuunins. With the exception of a few. Her red wolf mask pressed to her face tighter as she dodged another blow from the Pain before her. It seemed like her life was melting into the fight. Then next thing she knew it was nearly over. Tsunade was exhausted and everything seemed quiet. She saw the look on Chouji's face, and Chouza's. Her heart falling through her feet, as she looked around for that familiar tuft of silver hair. That announced the arrival of the annoyance to her life. Tsunade-sama... where is Hatake? She whispered softly. The blond woman looked to the side where the male was stretched out. Chika's hands shakingly released the catch on her mask. Her hand going numb as the mask fell and shattered. Tears streaking down the females face. KAKASHI! She screamed, her anger her hurt. How could he be such an idiot and get himself killed. Where all their years of playful banter back and forth worth NOTHING. She ran over, fighting against the restraints placed on her by Gai and Raidon. The females green eyes widening further as Tsunade approached her. He's dead... Tsunade whispered... tears in her own eyes before she walked past Chika completely. No... I won't let him die.... Chika hissed between her teeth, each word was punctuated with a hiccuping sound. She gathered herself and bolted ahead, crashing across his body. She ripped a kunai from it's holster, and ran through her mind. She had a chance to save her, it could kill her. But she didn't damn well care. Konoha needed Kakashi more then her anyways. She ran the kunai down both of her arms, letting the blood flow. She would be light headed soon but she didn't care. She carved a symbol right through her black ANBU bodysuit, right over her heart. Blood soaked her as she painted her lips with her blood. It was a quick ritual. One that had to be done rapidly. She painted his lips with it, and then held her arms over his chest. Pouring all of her chakra and energy into the blood pouring from her. She wrapped him in the healing energy and prayed for the best. Darkness consumed her soon, and she didn't feel bad at all. She let the darkness wash her away. Five years Later- It was five years since the peace had started. A year after the fight that had changed Konoha forever, Hinatas father had a fatal heart attack and died. As the Heir she took over. She had thus far prevented marriages from happening. Her heart was still holding out for... A pang raced through her chest. The Jounin female hadn't seen Naruto in three years. He just vanished one day. The female had broken down that day, she finally realized he was gone. She had gone to the ramen stand every day, looking for his familiar blond hair. But he was just gone... He was gone. Three years she had grown into a regal woman. In control of herself and those around her. At least in her clan. She had watched Neji marry off to a young woman of one of the feline handler clans. Had officiated the marriage herself. She never thought her cousin would get over TenTen's death, but he had. Koneko had delivered the Hyuuga clan three healthy children. They where named accordingly after Hinata's father and Nejis. As well as Hinata's passed on mother. Hizashi, Hiashi, and Hikari. She turned her head to look around the town, in so many years... things had changed. She noticed then a light in a familiar apartment. Someone was in Naruto's old place. She ran up the rickety steps then and stopped at the door. Rapping on it lightly. She was still the same old Hinata on the inside, but she was a Clan leader now so she was a bit more forward with things. Her pale eyes widened, as she waited for the door to swing open. Had the place been sold to someone else, or was Naruto Home? When the door opened, if it was him he might get a bit of a shock as well. Hinata really wasn't the child she had once been. Now a full grown woman, with a womans looks. She was matured in her looks, and her hair was nearly to her knees now. Pulled back from her face with a clip. Her eyes where their same color, and she wore something new. She wore beige slacks, with a black skintight shirt. Over that was her Jounin vest her headband resting around her neck. She looked... she looked hot. As she had heard Kiba so firmly state. Chika jumped back from the male swinging his katana at her. She had retired from ANBU a year after the day that had changed her life forever. She had to train new abilities, the trauma of what she had done had ripped her mothers bloodline from her body. No one had even been able to touch her for a few months. While her body was thrown into a stasis slumber, incased in the Yukikana's Healing Ice. She had awakened two months later, when the ice melted around her. Her eyes had changed, now being completely like her mothers had been. The Green ice with a dark green ring on the outer edge. Her hair had to be cut, she found it an annoyance now. She wasn't a child, it was time to grow up. She had cut it that day, to her shoulders. Let it grow over the last five years. It was now at her waist. She usually braided it. Because her students... yes her students... found it fun to pull on it otherwise. She dodged the blow of the Genin, and then swung around. Catching his two teammates legs and then incasing his legs in ice. Hiro, Nika, and Baro, where her students. Two males and a female. She stopped and then sighed as she released them. That's it for today. Go over what you did wrong and try to figure it out. She stated as she vanished in a puff of snowflakes. She reappeared on the Hokages window, leaning against it for a moment. She now wore a red bodysuit, short sleeved and short legs. She wore a white pair of shorts over the body suit, and her jounin vest. Her hair was free for the moment now, falling around her shoulders like spilt blood. Across the inside of her arms was thick white scars that ran the whole expanse. There was a red dripping pattern around them. Testament to the ritual she had done, that had nearly killed her. It's time Hokage-sama... She said softly as she slipped inside. It had been five years... Five years of watching him get better. She would never admit her feelings to him, with him being several years her senior... and Hokage. But she knew he knew, it was another one of the games they played. But neither really had touched the other ever, before. Probably never would happen. Memories flashed through her mind of Gai comforting and cradling her. Stroking her hair and telling her that her youthfulness had been an honor to all of Konoha. That was right after she woke up. Kakashi had still been in the hospital, from what she had heard.