VI

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Arc VI Chapter 8

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Sasuke and Gaara, two sides clashed in a titanic struggle for domination, for victory.

“Muah.” Asami yawned. A little nap might not be a bad idea to pass the time.

Sasuke wasn’t a terrible ninja, but he fell short of her expectations. His combat prowess left much to be desired and so did the match. The match bored her.

Asami rested her head on her hand and fought her drowsiness. She had to stay focused. This was important and she couldn’t sleep on duty.

Fortunately, Asami was armed with a variety of chocolate bars.

Asami produced a set of bars from her pouch pure and beamed like a little sunshine. Sweet tasty chocolate. The bars lifted her mood considerably.

Asami picked a bar and unwrapped her sweet sugary sin. Her inner child was pleased. Chocolate, chocolate, a kingdom for chocolate.

“Gaara, what is he doing?” Temari gritted her teeth.

Asami listened. Her words caught her attention and Asami turned her attention to Suna’s jinchuuriki.

Gaara hid inside a massive amorphous sphere of sand. Sasuke failed to penetrate his defence and the fight entered a stalemate. Neither side held the upper hand.

Temari continued complaining ignorant of her surroundings. Her negligent chattiness provided sensitive information, critical information.

”Dammit, Gaara messes up the entire plan.“

Asami enjoyed her chocolate. Soft splinters melted on her tongue into a liquid mass of cacao.

Tension rose and the tournament approached its climax. Things were about to change. Change was imminent and the wheels of history moved. The curtain would be soon lifted for the grand finale.

Every fibre of her being trembled in excitement. Her hand coiled around her sword and her blood thirsted for battle, but the time hadn't come yet. A beautiful cataclysm of violence and blood awaited her, but she had to remain patient.

Sasuke gripped his arm and electric sparks surrounded his bandaged hand.

His chakra was strong. Unnaturally pure. No fluctuations, no oscillations, but the jutsu he used was far more interesting. No doubt, Sasuke was in possession of Kakashi's famed Chidori.

Asami chuckled impishly. Apparently, she had underestimated her fellow Uchiha. Apparently, Sasuke was not completely useless.

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Sasuke initiated his final attack. He accelerated and raced down the wall. His Chidori penetrated the outer layer of sand, but his attack yielded little effect.

His Chidori produced a little hole. A less flashy jutsu with more firepower would have been the better choice.

“No way! He breached Gaara’s absolute defence!” Kankuro panicked.

Asami grinned in secret. Absolute defence, what a joke. Mere sand alone didn't provide an adequate defence.

An arm protruding from the sphere and Asami grew silent. What was this? What was going on down there?

“Shit, he transformed!” Kankuro gritted his teeth.

“I don’t know! It seems like he had been wounded. This has never happened before.” Temari sweated

Asami’s eyes widened as she realised the implications. They didn’t ... They wouldn’t ... Releasing a bijuu in the middle of the village was pure madness.

Tailed beasts were weapons of indiscriminate destruction, completely uncontrollable, incalculable, unpredictable. She had to act quickly. Gaara needed to be subdued.

Fortunately, the situation calmed down and Asami's grip on her sword loosened. The sand cocoon fell apart and revealed a wounded Gaara. His shoulder bled.

“I knew it, Gaara was wounded”, Temari confirmed her thoughts and this was the moment hell broke loose. The invasion began.

Asami looked at into the sky. An endless sea of white feathers darkened the sky and blocked the sun. They numbers were uncountable.

They floated through the air and descended to the ground. Asami was curious and decided to collect a feather, but her efforts proved futile.

The feathers were nothing but an illusion, the product of a genjutsu. They ceased to exist the moment they touched her skin.

Asami sighed. How disappointing, even feathers rejected her.

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