Konoha Crush: Part IV

I fainted after watching the back of Naruto disappear into the distance and confront the Sand beast. Konoha was truly blessed to have Naruto…and me.

But half way in, a loud crashing sound triggered an earthquake-like vibration and woke me from my almost-but-not-yet-eternal nap. Smoke was in the air and dust filled my nostrils.

I would've let myself go again—take a nap like dear Uchiha who was sleeping like a baby up on the taller, further away from harm branches—but I was located more near the main attraction. There was an entire jinchūriki vs. jinchūriki fight in front of my face and I had first class/priority (mandatory) seating (confinement). If I survive, I might just be willing to appear in a documentary sharing my wondrous (close to death) experience and firsthand witnessing of giant fucking tailed monsters fighting in front of my face as I stayed wrapped up in a rough sand blanket.

So long story short, since I tuned out—my face was getting itchy from the tiny grains of flying sand and I was struggling to find a way to scratch it—I believe Naruto won. He head-butted Gaara and the sand hand loosened its grip around my delicate body.

I fell forward onto my knees, but I forced myself to get up. I needed to check on Orange. God knows if that Sand monster still had any more tricks up his sleeves. If it was a battle of killing, Naruto would be the last to resort to it. I'm just afraid our friendly idiot wouldn't have the guts to kill the enemy. If he couldn't do it, I'll do it for him.

[He deserves to keep his hands clean. I'll do the dirty work. I'll be leaving soon anyways.]

So I leapt down to ground level and to my utter stupidity, stood paralyzed as I watched Orange give the most amazing speech I ever heard in my life as he crawled with his chin towards the more injured Gaara.

"I won't ever let you, or anyone, no matter what you've been through, to hurt my friends!" Orange yelled. So unlike him to be so cool. "I won't let you lay a hand on Sasuke or Haku or the Leaf…even if it means I have to kill you!"

What an idiot I've been to think that Orange couldn't kill! Guess there wasn't a need for me anyways. That's all fine and well…

Just then, a gust of wind blew in our direction. Luckily, I caught wind of it before it made contact with my dear comrade. I carried Naruto and retreated three giant leaps before pivoting and dodging an array of purple poison bombs.

[Shit.]

I ran through the hand seals for the only thing I could think of—Ice Dome. I stubbornly held it up as the Sand siblings continued to attack the barrier to, I believe, kill our jinchūriki to avenge their jinchūriki. When the girl with the giant fan got annoyed, she disappeared, leaving Face Paint to play puppets with me.

I immediately undetectably summoned a mist clone to retrieve Uchiha which was probably the girl's target. And again, fortunately, because I was the one who placed him, I found him first, successfully transporting the sleeping Uchiha inside my Ice Dome as well. Now the entire Team 7 Squad laid under my Ice Dome.

As I suspected, the Fan Girl reunited with his brother to attack me again after realizing that her target hostage was no longer available for use. I smirked at her furrowed eyebrows.

It was never me to waste my life to protect anyone. And here I was, finding myself on the verge of my last drip of chakra and hanging onto my dear life along with two others whilst relying on a rib-penetrated organ, and fighting two heartless ninjas. If anyone were to be responsible if I die, it would be me. I fucked myself up. And since I'm doing it anyways, I'm gonna fuck it up—with style.

If I had an abundance of anything, it would be senbon.

"Swallow Snow Storm!"

Hurling a myriad of chakra-ice infused tracker senbon at the enemy, the puppet man was forced to retreat a few steps, but the headstrong sister didn't budge, simply staying still and with a swipe of her large-ass fan, swiped my tracker ice birds to the ground surrounding her.

"It's gonna take much more than needles to stop us!" Temari taunted, much to my satisfaction. I could only pull it off if they lowered their guard slightly.

"Ice Prison!"

The ice on the ground warped into ice chains and snaked around the Sand ninja's bodies. I took this opportunity to leave my ice dome, and summoning my ice-breaking sledgehammer hands, attacked them with the only thing I could with the chakra level I had left within me—taijutsu.

Knocking the Sand sister off her feet with a relentless elbow jab in the chest, I threw two ice senbon (it was conveniently on the floor) through her shoulders. I charged straight for Gaara next.

[The tailed-beast host must be eliminated.]