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The air filled with energy as the rumored 'creature' and some punk kid appeared out of nowhere at the hospital parking lot.
Sasuke shifted the toothpick around his mouth a few times. "What're we doing here?" he asked.
"I need a disguise, something to fit in with everyone else, and something to keep 'Officer Hatake' off my trail," Madara replied.
"Yeah," Sasuke said. "Your mask wasn't very pretty to look at in the last world, and it's just plain wierd, here."
"Watch your mouth, kid. Or you'll really fit in with your 'friends' back there." Madara walked towards the hospital, and Sasuke stared in slight fear, as he knew that Madara could kill him, and then hid it behind his sunglasses, along with his active Sharingan, and followed.
Madara pulled his hood up over his head, so you couldn't see his face even if he took off his mask, which is what he did next.
"You're taking off your mask?" Sasuke asked as they walked into the building.
"I can't just walk into a place looking like that. They'd think I'm a terrorist, or something."
"But, we are, aren't we? We don't live here, and we came to take it over."
"Keep your yap shut about that." Madara walked up to the receptionists desk, and stumbled down onto it. Madara was gasping for breath, his head down, causing much worry to the receptionist.
"Oh, my!" she said. "Are alright, sir?"
Madara motioned for Sasuke to come closer. Sasuke walked up to Madara, bent down, and Madara told him their story.
"My gramps," Sasuke said, standing upright, "here, is very ill. He's had a couple heart attacks last month, and now I think he's had an overdose on his medication, or something."
"Oh, dear. I'll page the nurse." She held down a button on a PA system. "We have an old man suffering from overdose at the reception desk, first available nurse please hurry. First available nurse, please hurry."
A nurse came rushing towards to the desk from a hallway off another hall connecting with the waiting area, and nearly stopped dead when she saw Sasuke. Sasuke turned to the nurse, lowered his sunglasses (Sharingan deactive) and motioned with his head slightly.
"Are you comming, or what?" he asked her, which didn't help the young nurses condition.
"I- I-" she stammered.
"Hurry up, Justine!" the receptionist yelled. "An old man is dying, here!"
Justine closed her eyes and walked up to the desk.
"Right, sorry." She helped Madara to his feet and walked him down the hall she came from. Sasuke began to follow, and Jutsine knew it.
"I'm sorry, sir," she said, without turning around. "But, visiting hours are over right now."
"What are you talking about, Justine!?" the receptionist called. "That kid's his only grandson!"
"Also, he only had one child, my father, and both my parents were killed in a horrible accedent," Sasuke said, improvising a story. "I'm an only child, and my grandmother's died recently, probably causing the heart attacks, and we're the closest the other has to family."
"Let him in, Justine," the receptionist said.
But I'm not going to be able to do anything with him distracting me! Justine thought to herself.
"Right this way, young man," she said, reluctantly.
"Thank you." Justine took Sasuke and Madara to an empty hospital room.
"A doctor will be with you right away," she said. She turned to leave as soon as possible, when Madara grabbed her wrist.
"There's one more thing," he said in a weak voice.
"Which is...?" Madara pulled down his hood, revealing a genjutsu that ade it look like his face was seriously burned and singed to a crisp.
"Do I need to say it?"
"I- I'll get a doctor right away!" Justine ran quickly out the door.
"And hurry!" Sasuke called after her. She fell against a wall out of sight of the two Uchiha, Sasuke's voice being too much for her to handle for the moment.
"You like a cross-dimensional girl?" Madara asked Sasuke, pulling his hood back up and releasing the genjutsu.
"No," Sasuke said. "They're even wierder than the ones back home. I just enjoy messing with women who fall for my natural charm."
"Natural charm?"
"What? Girls are drawn to me like flies to honey."
"Just don't get too full of yourself."
"Why?"
"CAN WE CHANGE THE SUBJECT, SASUKE!?!?"
"Sure. What do you want to talk about, gramps?"
"How about, our chakra regenerates much slower here than it does home. I'd try to save using jutsu, if at all possible."
"Really? Do you think that'll affect the Kyuubi, too?"
"It should, why?"
Sasuke shifted around in the room, looking for the door so he could close it. "Whatever, I'll just tell you with the hall open," Sasuke whispered to Madara. "Do you think we could trick Naruto into using too much chakra so we can do the extraction here?"
"So what you're asking," Madara said, his voice also lowered to a harsh whisper. "Is can we do the extraction here?"
"Yeah."
"We can't do the extraction without the statue."
"But what if we pull the beast into some object, trick Kakashi into sending us home, and then put it from the object into the statue?"
"Well..."
"Are you the old man with the overdose and the burnt face?" a doctor said, poking his head into the room. "And his grandson?"
"Yeah, we are," Sasuke said, turning around and flipping his sunglasses back up. "You the doctor?"
"Yeah, I am."
"Great," Madara said, in an even weaker voice. "Where's the goths for my face?"
"That'll be applied later. After the surgery. Could you take your hood down, please?"
"Where are the goths?"
"I do not have them right now. Could you take down your hood?" Madara shifted his head around in his hood so his Sharingan could be visible, even without the rest of his face being shown.
"You will get me goths," he said in a chakra-layered voice.
"I will get you the goths," the doctor replied. The doctor walked away to get the goths, and a voice came from the corner.
"These are not the droids you are looking for," it said. Both Madara and Sasuke turned to face a small kid in the corner. "That was cool, what you did," he said.
"We were told this was an empty room," Madara said, his voice filled with a calm rage.
"Who are you?" Sasuke added.
"I don't have a home," the kid said. "I spend my time here, because I can scavenge for scraps from the cafeteria, and if I get seriously ill, they can treat it here."
"That doesn't answer my question," Sasuke said.
"No one talks to me, and when they do, they just call me 'that kid'. I actually forget what my name is."
"Really?"
"Here are the goths," the doctor said, walking into the room.
"Thank you," Madara said, taking the goths. "You may leave now, but first, there's a kid in the corner that shouldn't be here. Could you take him away?"
"What!?" the kid yelled.
"Sure thing." The doctor grabbed the kid by the shirt and pulled him out of the room.
"What was that for," Sasuke asked. "He was just a kid!"
"We can't let anyone know too much about us," Madara replied. Sasuke turned back to Madara to see the goths wrapping themselves around Madara's head to conceal his identity.
"Nice."
"Thank you." Madara took off his cloak, grabbed an IV drip bag and walker for it, and hunched over like an old man. "Now let's go."
"Alrighty!" Sasuke looked at Madara and teleported the two of them away.
"I've brought some blanket's for-" Justine stopped in the doorway as she saw that the boy she wanted to see and his grandpa weren't there. "Where'd they go?"
"Where'd he go!?!?" Officer Georgeson cried.
"He's-" If you say it, they'll shoot him! "I don't know, sir."
"Well look, Shi."
"Will do, sir." Kakashi lowered hismelf to the ground and crawled under the car. "Do not drive away without my knowing," he said to his senior officer.
Kakashi scoped out for Naruto, using the sights on his pistol in case Officer Georgeson could see him.
"Kakashi, are you seriously against me?" Naruto whispered to himself. "By the way, I like the bandana WAY better than your headband; your hair was scaring me!"
"C'mon, Naruto. Just run away, I can cover for you."
"Well, if I'm going to be still anyways..." Naruto closed his eyes and began to take in senjutsu chakra, which was harder in this new world, and took more time.
"Naruto, please tell me you're not-" There was an explosion that blew the train car above Nauto off the tracks, as Naruto entered Sage Mode.
"FIRE, OFFICER HATAKE!" Kakashi and Officer Georgeson both began to fire off rounds at Naruto, all of which he caught with this increased strength and speed.
"Oh my god," Officer Georgeson said. He opened the passenger door and turned on the radio. "BASE! This is Unit One! We have more information on the kid!"
"What's he doing now?" Naruto wondered out loud. "Better stop him." Naruto began to create a Wind Style: Rasenshuriken, but changed his mind since, as far as he knew, these people didn't have chakra. He made a Wind Style: Rasengan instead.
"I should be able to throw this just like a Rasenshuriken," he said.
"Did hi just make a Rasenshuriken!?!?!?" Kakashi yelled, forgetting where he was.
"A what, officer!?!?" Officer Georgeson yelled down. "Oh, not you, base. This kid can catch bullets. YES I'M SERIOUS! And now he's holding some sort of energy ball. Um, what did you call it, Officer Hatake?"
"Late, man!" Kakashi yelled. "DUCK!"
Naruto threw the Rasengan and it made perfect contact with the drivers side window of the police car, sending it flying, along with Officer Georgeson.
"Officer Georgeson!" Kakashi yelled, putting his hand out as if that could stop it, safe against the ground. The car landed on Officer Georgeson, nearly killing him.
Kakashi turned back to Naruto.
"RUN!" he yelled. "RUN AWAY, NARUTO! THEY'RE LOOKING FOR YOU; THEY WANT TO KILL YOU!!!"
Appearantly, Nauto heard him, as he turned on his heel and ran as fast as he could, disappearing in a few seconds. Kakashi ran back to Officer Georgeson.
"Are you alright, sir!?" he asked.
"Everything above the waist is perfectly fine. Radio the hospital, will you?"
"Will do, sir!"
Will Officer Georgeson be alright? Where will Naruto go? What about Madara and Sasuke? Where did they go? Will they meet up with the others any time soon? Will Kakashi's relationship with the blonde-haired kid be revealed? All these answers, and more, next time. See you then!
Sasuke shifted the toothpick around his mouth a few times. "What're we doing here?" he asked.
"I need a disguise, something to fit in with everyone else, and something to keep 'Officer Hatake' off my trail," Madara replied.
"Yeah," Sasuke said. "Your mask wasn't very pretty to look at in the last world, and it's just plain wierd, here."
"Watch your mouth, kid. Or you'll really fit in with your 'friends' back there." Madara walked towards the hospital, and Sasuke stared in slight fear, as he knew that Madara could kill him, and then hid it behind his sunglasses, along with his active Sharingan, and followed.
Madara pulled his hood up over his head, so you couldn't see his face even if he took off his mask, which is what he did next.
"You're taking off your mask?" Sasuke asked as they walked into the building.
"I can't just walk into a place looking like that. They'd think I'm a terrorist, or something."
"But, we are, aren't we? We don't live here, and we came to take it over."
"Keep your yap shut about that." Madara walked up to the receptionists desk, and stumbled down onto it. Madara was gasping for breath, his head down, causing much worry to the receptionist.
"Oh, my!" she said. "Are alright, sir?"
Madara motioned for Sasuke to come closer. Sasuke walked up to Madara, bent down, and Madara told him their story.
"My gramps," Sasuke said, standing upright, "here, is very ill. He's had a couple heart attacks last month, and now I think he's had an overdose on his medication, or something."
"Oh, dear. I'll page the nurse." She held down a button on a PA system. "We have an old man suffering from overdose at the reception desk, first available nurse please hurry. First available nurse, please hurry."
A nurse came rushing towards to the desk from a hallway off another hall connecting with the waiting area, and nearly stopped dead when she saw Sasuke. Sasuke turned to the nurse, lowered his sunglasses (Sharingan deactive) and motioned with his head slightly.
"Are you comming, or what?" he asked her, which didn't help the young nurses condition.
"I- I-" she stammered.
"Hurry up, Justine!" the receptionist yelled. "An old man is dying, here!"
Justine closed her eyes and walked up to the desk.
"Right, sorry." She helped Madara to his feet and walked him down the hall she came from. Sasuke began to follow, and Jutsine knew it.
"I'm sorry, sir," she said, without turning around. "But, visiting hours are over right now."
"What are you talking about, Justine!?" the receptionist called. "That kid's his only grandson!"
"Also, he only had one child, my father, and both my parents were killed in a horrible accedent," Sasuke said, improvising a story. "I'm an only child, and my grandmother's died recently, probably causing the heart attacks, and we're the closest the other has to family."
"Let him in, Justine," the receptionist said.
But I'm not going to be able to do anything with him distracting me! Justine thought to herself.
"Right this way, young man," she said, reluctantly.
"Thank you." Justine took Sasuke and Madara to an empty hospital room.
"A doctor will be with you right away," she said. She turned to leave as soon as possible, when Madara grabbed her wrist.
"There's one more thing," he said in a weak voice.
"Which is...?" Madara pulled down his hood, revealing a genjutsu that ade it look like his face was seriously burned and singed to a crisp.
"Do I need to say it?"
"I- I'll get a doctor right away!" Justine ran quickly out the door.
"And hurry!" Sasuke called after her. She fell against a wall out of sight of the two Uchiha, Sasuke's voice being too much for her to handle for the moment.
"You like a cross-dimensional girl?" Madara asked Sasuke, pulling his hood back up and releasing the genjutsu.
"No," Sasuke said. "They're even wierder than the ones back home. I just enjoy messing with women who fall for my natural charm."
"Natural charm?"
"What? Girls are drawn to me like flies to honey."
"Just don't get too full of yourself."
"Why?"
"CAN WE CHANGE THE SUBJECT, SASUKE!?!?"
"Sure. What do you want to talk about, gramps?"
"How about, our chakra regenerates much slower here than it does home. I'd try to save using jutsu, if at all possible."
"Really? Do you think that'll affect the Kyuubi, too?"
"It should, why?"
Sasuke shifted around in the room, looking for the door so he could close it. "Whatever, I'll just tell you with the hall open," Sasuke whispered to Madara. "Do you think we could trick Naruto into using too much chakra so we can do the extraction here?"
"So what you're asking," Madara said, his voice also lowered to a harsh whisper. "Is can we do the extraction here?"
"Yeah."
"We can't do the extraction without the statue."
"But what if we pull the beast into some object, trick Kakashi into sending us home, and then put it from the object into the statue?"
"Well..."
"Are you the old man with the overdose and the burnt face?" a doctor said, poking his head into the room. "And his grandson?"
"Yeah, we are," Sasuke said, turning around and flipping his sunglasses back up. "You the doctor?"
"Yeah, I am."
"Great," Madara said, in an even weaker voice. "Where's the goths for my face?"
"That'll be applied later. After the surgery. Could you take your hood down, please?"
"Where are the goths?"
"I do not have them right now. Could you take down your hood?" Madara shifted his head around in his hood so his Sharingan could be visible, even without the rest of his face being shown.
"You will get me goths," he said in a chakra-layered voice.
"I will get you the goths," the doctor replied. The doctor walked away to get the goths, and a voice came from the corner.
"These are not the droids you are looking for," it said. Both Madara and Sasuke turned to face a small kid in the corner. "That was cool, what you did," he said.
"We were told this was an empty room," Madara said, his voice filled with a calm rage.
"Who are you?" Sasuke added.
"I don't have a home," the kid said. "I spend my time here, because I can scavenge for scraps from the cafeteria, and if I get seriously ill, they can treat it here."
"That doesn't answer my question," Sasuke said.
"No one talks to me, and when they do, they just call me 'that kid'. I actually forget what my name is."
"Really?"
"Here are the goths," the doctor said, walking into the room.
"Thank you," Madara said, taking the goths. "You may leave now, but first, there's a kid in the corner that shouldn't be here. Could you take him away?"
"What!?" the kid yelled.
"Sure thing." The doctor grabbed the kid by the shirt and pulled him out of the room.
"What was that for," Sasuke asked. "He was just a kid!"
"We can't let anyone know too much about us," Madara replied. Sasuke turned back to Madara to see the goths wrapping themselves around Madara's head to conceal his identity.
"Nice."
"Thank you." Madara took off his cloak, grabbed an IV drip bag and walker for it, and hunched over like an old man. "Now let's go."
"Alrighty!" Sasuke looked at Madara and teleported the two of them away.
"I've brought some blanket's for-" Justine stopped in the doorway as she saw that the boy she wanted to see and his grandpa weren't there. "Where'd they go?"
"Where'd he go!?!?" Officer Georgeson cried.
"He's-" If you say it, they'll shoot him! "I don't know, sir."
"Well look, Shi."
"Will do, sir." Kakashi lowered hismelf to the ground and crawled under the car. "Do not drive away without my knowing," he said to his senior officer.
Kakashi scoped out for Naruto, using the sights on his pistol in case Officer Georgeson could see him.
"Kakashi, are you seriously against me?" Naruto whispered to himself. "By the way, I like the bandana WAY better than your headband; your hair was scaring me!"
"C'mon, Naruto. Just run away, I can cover for you."
"Well, if I'm going to be still anyways..." Naruto closed his eyes and began to take in senjutsu chakra, which was harder in this new world, and took more time.
"Naruto, please tell me you're not-" There was an explosion that blew the train car above Nauto off the tracks, as Naruto entered Sage Mode.
"FIRE, OFFICER HATAKE!" Kakashi and Officer Georgeson both began to fire off rounds at Naruto, all of which he caught with this increased strength and speed.
"Oh my god," Officer Georgeson said. He opened the passenger door and turned on the radio. "BASE! This is Unit One! We have more information on the kid!"
"What's he doing now?" Naruto wondered out loud. "Better stop him." Naruto began to create a Wind Style: Rasenshuriken, but changed his mind since, as far as he knew, these people didn't have chakra. He made a Wind Style: Rasengan instead.
"I should be able to throw this just like a Rasenshuriken," he said.
"Did hi just make a Rasenshuriken!?!?!?" Kakashi yelled, forgetting where he was.
"A what, officer!?!?" Officer Georgeson yelled down. "Oh, not you, base. This kid can catch bullets. YES I'M SERIOUS! And now he's holding some sort of energy ball. Um, what did you call it, Officer Hatake?"
"Late, man!" Kakashi yelled. "DUCK!"
Naruto threw the Rasengan and it made perfect contact with the drivers side window of the police car, sending it flying, along with Officer Georgeson.
"Officer Georgeson!" Kakashi yelled, putting his hand out as if that could stop it, safe against the ground. The car landed on Officer Georgeson, nearly killing him.
Kakashi turned back to Naruto.
"RUN!" he yelled. "RUN AWAY, NARUTO! THEY'RE LOOKING FOR YOU; THEY WANT TO KILL YOU!!!"
Appearantly, Nauto heard him, as he turned on his heel and ran as fast as he could, disappearing in a few seconds. Kakashi ran back to Officer Georgeson.
"Are you alright, sir!?" he asked.
"Everything above the waist is perfectly fine. Radio the hospital, will you?"
"Will do, sir!"
Will Officer Georgeson be alright? Where will Naruto go? What about Madara and Sasuke? Where did they go? Will they meet up with the others any time soon? Will Kakashi's relationship with the blonde-haired kid be revealed? All these answers, and more, next time. See you then!
