SL: WLB PrologueMore Like This
The freezing rain whipped across the white dog mask covering the woman's face so violently that she raised a hand to steady it in case the straps around her head decided to give. The cold slush stung her exposed fingers yet somehow the pain brought relief. It kept her rooted to the field where she stood overlooking the eerily quiet village through the cluster of trees ahead, eyes searching for any sign of movement.
The thigh-high grass hissed as someone approached. She didn't turn away from the village as the man stepped beside her. They had spent their childhood together; it wasn't hard to determine his chakra from someone else's. He was nervous much like he had been when they were Genin, a trait Ami had thought he'd grown out of. The ANBU corps had forced them to grow up quickly and sometimes it seemed they had grown twenty years over the two they had been enlisted.
"Something doesn't feel right," Kai observed solemnly. Ami stole a glance at her former-teammate. He ha
SL: WLB Ch. 1More Like This
What Lies Beneath
The room was filled to capacity; perhaps even with twice the recommended amount of people. Jounin of various ages were shoulder-to-shoulder, eagerly waiting to learn of their assignments. There were also whispers of some incident involving another shinobi, Mizuki, and the hated nine-tails child, but Ami found the rumor surprisingly uninteresting. People were always treating the boy terribly. Either that or ignoring him completely, much like Ami did. If it was important, Anko would fill her in at the bar later that night. If Ami let her get a word in She had had her own adventures she hadn't had time to share with her best friend just yet. She had only just entered the village gates from her last mission when Asuma had told her she was expected to be at the Jounin's morning meeting by the Third Hokage.
She stifled a yawn as the aging leader of their village finally entered the room. The people around her seemed to step in closer as silence fell. I
SL: WLB Ch. 2More Like This
What Lies Beneath
The picture was seven-years-old today. The daily wear of being handled was apparent in the many creases and folds that the woman now tried to smooth away. A sob caught in her throat and she gripped the bookshelf to stable herself. She shouldn't have brought it out now, not while her son was home. It would only cause him pain. She took a deep breath and slid the picture behind another in a nearby frame.
"What fell?" Her son surprised her as he came from the next room.
"Oh, Kaito! You scared me." His mother ruffled his hair and went back into the kitchen. "It was just your father's picture. The frame stand gave way." She told him and picked up his ninja tools that she had been attending to.
"Oh. I hope my picture turned out all right", the twelve-year-old boy said for the fourteenth time since he'd arrived home. He set the soiled dinner plates on the counter and turned to his mother who was busy sharpening his kunai on the opposite counter. Her blond pon
SL: WLB Ch. 3More Like This
What Lies Beneath
Ami downed the shochu like a man. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, but that was the closest thing to a grimace her friends were going to get. Her insides turned to slime and began sliding against each other. Still, she didn't pull a face. Her fingers drummed against the cup and she watched through a curtain of her bangs as Anko finished off her own glass. Like dominoes Kurenai went next, then Asuma and finally Iruka who shuttered as the liquor burned his throat.
"Delicious." Iruka coughed as he placed his cup back on the bar.
"Too much for you, Iruka?" Asuma clapped him on the back, jolting the smaller man.
"Not at all. I just love it when it feels like I've swallowed hot lava." Iruka winced.
"It's good for you. It'll put a little hair on your chest." Asuma grinned, giving Iruka two more pats on the back. Remembering the still-healing wounds on the teacher, Asuma froze. "Oh! Sorry!" The group laughed. Iruka was always the light-weight. Even t
SL: WLB 4More Like This
What Lies Beneath
Birds erupted from the tree adjacent to the team's designated safe zone in the Forest of Death. Young Ami Inuzuka watched as they passed between the sun and herself, their wings glinting in the light. The branches and leaves settled again and she returned her attention to a few yards away where her only remaining teammate was setting an exploding scroll over the 'X' that their new team leader had etched into the bark. Satisfied with his job, Kai Miyamoto turned from the assignment. Something was odd about the stamp
"It's wrong!" Ami realized with a gasp as Kai leapt from branch to branch headed her way. His over-sized tan shirt billowed up as he landed on a lower branch and before his two hair tails could land on his shoulder, the Inuzuka had pushed off from her branch.
"Ami, what are you doing?!" Kai cried out, nearly falling from the branch as he scrambled to grab her. Her sandals barely hit the trees as she raced to the scroll stamp. It was
Reactivacion de ShonenMore Like This
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