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Kakashi picked up the radio and began to flilp through the channels furiously.
"Hello, Weyburn General Hospital-" a voice came over the radio.
"YES! Officer down, I repeat, OFFICER DOWN! Police car totaled, off the highway 39. Code... I DON'T KNOW WHAT CODE THIS IS, JUST HURRY!!! NO I WILL NOT HOLD!!! THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!!!!!!"
"Please calm down, sir. An ambulance is on the way."
"The car was flipped onto Officer Georgeson, do they have something to take that off, too?"
There was nothing but static over the radio for a few seconds.
"Sorry about that," the lady said. "The fire department has been sent with their Jaw of Life to take the car off. And lucky you, a room for Officer Georgeson has just opened up! We don't know where the old man and his grandson went, but at least it's open. Say, are you an officer as well?"
"No, I'm some random guy by the side of the highway who decided to radio you about an officer down," Kakashi replied sarcastically.
"Too bad, if you were-"
"I AM! That was sarcasm!!!" They must not have sarcasm in this world.
"Well sorry. Then I have a job for you to do. There is a missing IV drip-bag and walker for it, along with a roll of goths-"
"Really, lady? You want me to track down some petty thief who stole medical equipment, of which you probably still have sufficient ammount?"
"Yes, but it's who stole it, that's the problem. We believe it was the old man and his grandson who just disappeared that stole these items, as they were in their room, and as I said, they just disappeared!"
"Could you describe me for them, ma'am?"
"Ummm... The old man wore a hood over his head, and a long black cloak, so you couldn't see any of his features. And the boy wore a black leather jacket, leather collars with spikes on his neck and wrists-"
"Dark sunglasses, tight black jeans, an hairstyle hte falls down in the front, and spikes up into a spiked bun, sort of thing in the back, and had a toothpick in his mouth!?!?!?" Kakashi completed.
"Yes! Do you know him!?"
"Unfortunatly. I wanted to bring him in for something, but it wasn't allowed. Now I have a reason to get him."
"Okay-"
"The ambulance has just arrived. Thank you for your patients, ma'am." Kakashi hung up the radio, and the fire department began cutting away at the car that was crushing the lower half of Officer Georgeson.
Sasuke and Madara stole form a hospital! Kakashi thought. Small, petty things, but still, it's from a HOSPITAL!!!! Whatever they're up to, I'm really curious now.
The fire department took off the last bit of the car and revealed pulverized and increadably bloody legs. The peramedics took him onto a stretcher and into the ambulance.
"Sir," one of the paramedics said. "I'm sorry to say this, but you may never walk again." They closed the door to the ambulance, Kakashi got into the cabin, and they drove off to the hospital.
Sasuke and Madara appeared near a school, across the street from a small park for little kids.
"Where are we?" Sasuke asked.
"I- I don't know," Madara replied. "You were the one teleporting us."
"I can't see where I'm going when I'm teleporting!"
"Quiet! People can't know too much about us, remember!? That's why I have this disguise, and you have yours."
"Yeah." Sasuke adjusted his collars and sifted the toothpick around his mouth multiple times.
"Let's just see if there's anything of value around here." Madara began to cross the street in his adapted elderly-type fashion. Sasuke followed slowly behind, keeping his distance so if a car came, Madara would have to deal with it. And one did.
"LOOK OUT OLD MAN!" the guy in the car said, fully knowing that the old man couldn't hear him. He honked the horn, knowing it was too late to slam the breaks.
Madara looked over at the man, the bandages covering his face just loose enough that his Rinnegan could see the car, sending it fifty feet in the air, and flying backwards.
"What happened to, 'We can't let people know about us'?" Sasuke asked.
"No one can say that I did that," Madara replied.
"Yeah... But the more of... those things that fly backwards whenever they're about to run into someone who matches your description will make people wonder."
"But I'm just a senile old man, remember?"
"Who can flip those things by looking at them!"
"Quiet." Sasuke and Madara walked into the kiddie park and looked around.
"Hey," one of the elders said. "Look at the new guy. With the bandages."
"I see 'em, George," another said.
"Hey, you!" George said. "Yeah, come over here!"
"Just wander around and see if you can blend in here," Madara said.
"I don't think people my age can 'fit in' here," Sasuke replied.
"There's kids your age over there." Madara motioned to a basketball court.
"They have to be a couple years younger than me."
"I don't care, just fit in! Make them think they've made a new friend!"
"Whatever!" Sasuke and Madara parted ways.
"What's your problem, old timer?" George asked.
"Severly burnt face," Madara replied. "Overdose on-"
"No!" George laughed. "Why're you here!? That boy seems a little too old to play here."
"He might be, but we're new in town. I wanted to see the place."
"So he travels along with his grandpa?" the other elder said.
"Both his parents are dead, and so is my wife," Madara responded. "He has no aunts or uncles, so I'm all the family he has."
"Whoa!" George said. "Don't bring us down, man! We came here to have fun with our grandchildren!"
"Except our grandchildren are age-appropriate for this park," the other guy said.
"Hey, don't take it to heart," George said. "You're new here. My name's George!" He held out his hand for Madara to shake.
Madara shook his hand. "Ma-...rty. Marty."
"Cool name, Marty," the other elder said. "Call me Jack." Madara shook Jack's hand, as well.
"Hey Jack."
"So your grandson plays basketball?" George asked. Madara sat down on the bench next to Jack so he could watch Sasuke.
"We'll see."
"Sup," Sasuke said, using language he learned from his followers-for-a-day. "Can'I play?"
"We don't know," the oldest kid, probably thirteen, said. "Can you?"
"Well let's see." Sasuke got the ball from the kids hands easily, dribbled it down to the other end (using techniques he copied with his Sharingan) and did a slam dunk (also copied). "How was that?"
"Fine," the kid said, unimpressed. "You can be on that team."
The ball bounced back into the crook between Sasuke's arm and side. "How about, me versus all of you?"
"That's crazy! There's way more of us than you!"
"Sacred I'm gunna be better?"
"You're on!" Sasuke got on the right side of the court, and the other ten kids got on the left side.
"Who starts with the ball?" Sasuke asked.
"We do a toss up," the kid said. Sasuke and the short, thirteen year old kid walked up to the center of the court, their teams behind them. A really tall twelve-year-old stood between them with the ball in one of his hands.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Yup," the kid said.
"I'm ready," Sasuke said.
"GO!" The kid threw the ball in the air, and Sasuke jumped up high, with the help of chakra, and grabbed it while it was at the peak of the toss. Sasuke landed hard, leaving a small crater, and ran down to the hoop with ninja speed.
By watching the kids, he knew the rules of a lay-up, so he took two steps without dribbling the ball, up the pole, and jumped off to slam it.
"HEY!" the oldest kid yelled. "You didn't dribble!"
"It was a lay-up," Sasuke said, hoping he knew enough about the game. "I'm allowed to take two steps without dribbling."
"That kid of yours is real special," George said.
"Did he jsut run up the pole!?" Jack asked.
"Yeah," Madara said. "He's been training in Japan for a year or two to become a ninja. It's not much, but he's learned a lot."
"Well that, cool, Marty."
"Where am I now?" Naruto asked himself. We was in a rocky parking lot in front of a church, next to a park for little kids. There were kids in the pool, splashing around in the splash park, playing around on the jugle gym, three old dudes sitting on a bench, and a bunch of kids playing basketball with some guy dressed in black.
"I need to find Kakashi, if he doesn't want to kill me." Naruto ran down the alley between the church and the park, and began to run down the roads, trying to find something that could help him.
"It's him!" Madara said, forgetting about his new 'friends'. He stood straight up, looking directly at Naruto.
"SAM!" Madara called to Sasuke. It took Sasuke a few seconds and about ten points to find out Madara was calling him. Madara pointed, and Sasuke turned, seeing Naruto.
"I'm on it," he said to himself. "Later kids!" Sasuke gave a thumbs up to Madara, and ran after Naruto.
"Is that that kid everyone's talking about!?" George asked.
"Yeah," Madara said.
"And your boy thinks he can take him!?" Jack asked.
"Yeah. They trained together in Japan. They're actually much more alike than you'd think."
"Cool."
"Officer Georgeson?" Kakashi said, as his senior office began to come to.
"Yes, Officer Hatake?"
"We got a report of burglaries from this hospital, and the thieves litreally disappeared. I was wondering if I should take this mission on my own."
"Do it, Shi," Officer Georgeson said, putting his hand on Kakashi's forarm. "Find these guys, and bring 'em to justice. And if you can get that kid, too, that'd be great!"
Kakashi looked out the window to see two kids running as fast as cars down the street, an orange-dressed one in front of a black-dressed one.
"And I think I see one of the cuplrates now!" Kakashi grabbed his jacket (which he had taken off out of respect) and began to run out the door. "I'll see you later, Officer Georgeson!"
"Aye!" Kakashi ran down the hall, took the stairs, because it was easier and faster than the elevator, and ran out the door to chase Naruto and Sasuke on foot.
What will become of Kakashi, Naruto, and Sasuke's meeting? Will their secret be relveaed? Will it be known that an officer is friends with a criminal? What will Madara do while all of this is going on? The answers, next time; same place, probably not the same time!
"Hello, Weyburn General Hospital-" a voice came over the radio.
"YES! Officer down, I repeat, OFFICER DOWN! Police car totaled, off the highway 39. Code... I DON'T KNOW WHAT CODE THIS IS, JUST HURRY!!! NO I WILL NOT HOLD!!! THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!!!!!!"
"Please calm down, sir. An ambulance is on the way."
"The car was flipped onto Officer Georgeson, do they have something to take that off, too?"
There was nothing but static over the radio for a few seconds.
"Sorry about that," the lady said. "The fire department has been sent with their Jaw of Life to take the car off. And lucky you, a room for Officer Georgeson has just opened up! We don't know where the old man and his grandson went, but at least it's open. Say, are you an officer as well?"
"No, I'm some random guy by the side of the highway who decided to radio you about an officer down," Kakashi replied sarcastically.
"Too bad, if you were-"
"I AM! That was sarcasm!!!" They must not have sarcasm in this world.
"Well sorry. Then I have a job for you to do. There is a missing IV drip-bag and walker for it, along with a roll of goths-"
"Really, lady? You want me to track down some petty thief who stole medical equipment, of which you probably still have sufficient ammount?"
"Yes, but it's who stole it, that's the problem. We believe it was the old man and his grandson who just disappeared that stole these items, as they were in their room, and as I said, they just disappeared!"
"Could you describe me for them, ma'am?"
"Ummm... The old man wore a hood over his head, and a long black cloak, so you couldn't see any of his features. And the boy wore a black leather jacket, leather collars with spikes on his neck and wrists-"
"Dark sunglasses, tight black jeans, an hairstyle hte falls down in the front, and spikes up into a spiked bun, sort of thing in the back, and had a toothpick in his mouth!?!?!?" Kakashi completed.
"Yes! Do you know him!?"
"Unfortunatly. I wanted to bring him in for something, but it wasn't allowed. Now I have a reason to get him."
"Okay-"
"The ambulance has just arrived. Thank you for your patients, ma'am." Kakashi hung up the radio, and the fire department began cutting away at the car that was crushing the lower half of Officer Georgeson.
Sasuke and Madara stole form a hospital! Kakashi thought. Small, petty things, but still, it's from a HOSPITAL!!!! Whatever they're up to, I'm really curious now.
The fire department took off the last bit of the car and revealed pulverized and increadably bloody legs. The peramedics took him onto a stretcher and into the ambulance.
"Sir," one of the paramedics said. "I'm sorry to say this, but you may never walk again." They closed the door to the ambulance, Kakashi got into the cabin, and they drove off to the hospital.
Sasuke and Madara appeared near a school, across the street from a small park for little kids.
"Where are we?" Sasuke asked.
"I- I don't know," Madara replied. "You were the one teleporting us."
"I can't see where I'm going when I'm teleporting!"
"Quiet! People can't know too much about us, remember!? That's why I have this disguise, and you have yours."
"Yeah." Sasuke adjusted his collars and sifted the toothpick around his mouth multiple times.
"Let's just see if there's anything of value around here." Madara began to cross the street in his adapted elderly-type fashion. Sasuke followed slowly behind, keeping his distance so if a car came, Madara would have to deal with it. And one did.
"LOOK OUT OLD MAN!" the guy in the car said, fully knowing that the old man couldn't hear him. He honked the horn, knowing it was too late to slam the breaks.
Madara looked over at the man, the bandages covering his face just loose enough that his Rinnegan could see the car, sending it fifty feet in the air, and flying backwards.
"What happened to, 'We can't let people know about us'?" Sasuke asked.
"No one can say that I did that," Madara replied.
"Yeah... But the more of... those things that fly backwards whenever they're about to run into someone who matches your description will make people wonder."
"But I'm just a senile old man, remember?"
"Who can flip those things by looking at them!"
"Quiet." Sasuke and Madara walked into the kiddie park and looked around.
"Hey," one of the elders said. "Look at the new guy. With the bandages."
"I see 'em, George," another said.
"Hey, you!" George said. "Yeah, come over here!"
"Just wander around and see if you can blend in here," Madara said.
"I don't think people my age can 'fit in' here," Sasuke replied.
"There's kids your age over there." Madara motioned to a basketball court.
"They have to be a couple years younger than me."
"I don't care, just fit in! Make them think they've made a new friend!"
"Whatever!" Sasuke and Madara parted ways.
"What's your problem, old timer?" George asked.
"Severly burnt face," Madara replied. "Overdose on-"
"No!" George laughed. "Why're you here!? That boy seems a little too old to play here."
"He might be, but we're new in town. I wanted to see the place."
"So he travels along with his grandpa?" the other elder said.
"Both his parents are dead, and so is my wife," Madara responded. "He has no aunts or uncles, so I'm all the family he has."
"Whoa!" George said. "Don't bring us down, man! We came here to have fun with our grandchildren!"
"Except our grandchildren are age-appropriate for this park," the other guy said.
"Hey, don't take it to heart," George said. "You're new here. My name's George!" He held out his hand for Madara to shake.
Madara shook his hand. "Ma-...rty. Marty."
"Cool name, Marty," the other elder said. "Call me Jack." Madara shook Jack's hand, as well.
"Hey Jack."
"So your grandson plays basketball?" George asked. Madara sat down on the bench next to Jack so he could watch Sasuke.
"We'll see."
"Sup," Sasuke said, using language he learned from his followers-for-a-day. "Can'I play?"
"We don't know," the oldest kid, probably thirteen, said. "Can you?"
"Well let's see." Sasuke got the ball from the kids hands easily, dribbled it down to the other end (using techniques he copied with his Sharingan) and did a slam dunk (also copied). "How was that?"
"Fine," the kid said, unimpressed. "You can be on that team."
The ball bounced back into the crook between Sasuke's arm and side. "How about, me versus all of you?"
"That's crazy! There's way more of us than you!"
"Sacred I'm gunna be better?"
"You're on!" Sasuke got on the right side of the court, and the other ten kids got on the left side.
"Who starts with the ball?" Sasuke asked.
"We do a toss up," the kid said. Sasuke and the short, thirteen year old kid walked up to the center of the court, their teams behind them. A really tall twelve-year-old stood between them with the ball in one of his hands.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Yup," the kid said.
"I'm ready," Sasuke said.
"GO!" The kid threw the ball in the air, and Sasuke jumped up high, with the help of chakra, and grabbed it while it was at the peak of the toss. Sasuke landed hard, leaving a small crater, and ran down to the hoop with ninja speed.
By watching the kids, he knew the rules of a lay-up, so he took two steps without dribbling the ball, up the pole, and jumped off to slam it.
"HEY!" the oldest kid yelled. "You didn't dribble!"
"It was a lay-up," Sasuke said, hoping he knew enough about the game. "I'm allowed to take two steps without dribbling."
"That kid of yours is real special," George said.
"Did he jsut run up the pole!?" Jack asked.
"Yeah," Madara said. "He's been training in Japan for a year or two to become a ninja. It's not much, but he's learned a lot."
"Well that, cool, Marty."
"Where am I now?" Naruto asked himself. We was in a rocky parking lot in front of a church, next to a park for little kids. There were kids in the pool, splashing around in the splash park, playing around on the jugle gym, three old dudes sitting on a bench, and a bunch of kids playing basketball with some guy dressed in black.
"I need to find Kakashi, if he doesn't want to kill me." Naruto ran down the alley between the church and the park, and began to run down the roads, trying to find something that could help him.
"It's him!" Madara said, forgetting about his new 'friends'. He stood straight up, looking directly at Naruto.
"SAM!" Madara called to Sasuke. It took Sasuke a few seconds and about ten points to find out Madara was calling him. Madara pointed, and Sasuke turned, seeing Naruto.
"I'm on it," he said to himself. "Later kids!" Sasuke gave a thumbs up to Madara, and ran after Naruto.
"Is that that kid everyone's talking about!?" George asked.
"Yeah," Madara said.
"And your boy thinks he can take him!?" Jack asked.
"Yeah. They trained together in Japan. They're actually much more alike than you'd think."
"Cool."
"Officer Georgeson?" Kakashi said, as his senior office began to come to.
"Yes, Officer Hatake?"
"We got a report of burglaries from this hospital, and the thieves litreally disappeared. I was wondering if I should take this mission on my own."
"Do it, Shi," Officer Georgeson said, putting his hand on Kakashi's forarm. "Find these guys, and bring 'em to justice. And if you can get that kid, too, that'd be great!"
Kakashi looked out the window to see two kids running as fast as cars down the street, an orange-dressed one in front of a black-dressed one.
"And I think I see one of the cuplrates now!" Kakashi grabbed his jacket (which he had taken off out of respect) and began to run out the door. "I'll see you later, Officer Georgeson!"
"Aye!" Kakashi ran down the hall, took the stairs, because it was easier and faster than the elevator, and ran out the door to chase Naruto and Sasuke on foot.
What will become of Kakashi, Naruto, and Sasuke's meeting? Will their secret be relveaed? Will it be known that an officer is friends with a criminal? What will Madara do while all of this is going on? The answers, next time; same place, probably not the same time!
