So, I'm doing another multichaptered story, this time revolving around the Shinobi Rules. I did a oneshot that was about Shinobi Rule 25, and I guess I liked it so much that I decided I'm going to do a oneshot for all of the rules. But I don't know all of them, and I haven't watched the anime or read the manga for a while, so if I get a rule mixed up, let me know.
I have written out 25 rules that I've created, except for number 25. They're mostly in the order of importance, and because allegiance to the kage is the most important of the rules I've thought out, it's first.
I chose Orochimaru for this first rule. Not because I like him, I do think he's kind of weird, but because he seemed perfect for this one.
And remember, if you don't like the person the oneshot is about, just skip ahead to one you like. All chapters can be read by themselves.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Shinobi Rule 1: A shinobi must always hold allegiance to their kage.
Old man, Orochimaru thought bitterly as he grabbed a stack of thick books and threw them into a bag frustratedly. He was so naive, Sarutobi-sen - no, Sarutobi, to believe he would stay. And even more, to believe he was actually good. It made him shudder. He was most definitely not good, and was fairly proud of the fact, too.
He dropped a box of glass vials and tubes into the bag. He did not need to think about Sarutobi now, did he? That man favored him, there was no doubt. What a hypocrite, Orochimaru thought. He favored - and may still favor - me, but those other two are so much more deserving than me. It was not guilt that drove him to say this, but simply truth and the refusal to be connected with his former sensei.
The snake sannin's thoughts turned to some other thoughts. Jiraiya, that baka, and Tsunade-hime. A slight pang - he wasn't sure of what it was exactly - hit him then as he remembered his teammates. Mentally, he reprimanded himself for still feeling attached to them. They were former teammates now, and held no importance in his eyes.
Right?
Yes. That was right. They were simply acquaintances. Nothing more. He, Orochimaru, one of the three legendary sannin - no. He would not allow himself to be associated with those two. Orochimaru, the infamous student of - no. Neither would he associate himself with that blind old man. Orochimaru... soon-to-be missing-nin. Yes, that was it. Nothing in his title that would associate himself with the past.
As he thought this, some part of him, that aching, frustratingly soft part of him, cracked - but he shoved it away. He was going to be a missing-nin. He was going to leave Konoha, once and for all. They did not deserve him, after all. They chose that soft-hearted, naive Namikaze, for Hokage. If they were drowned in water or burned in fire, he did not care. Not one bit.
They hadn't chosen him for Hokage, so he'd just have to become a kage on his own.
Orochimaru stopped. He hadn't just thought that, had he? He hadn't just thought that because they hadn't chosen him... he'd become a kage on his own... right?
Slowly, he started to pack his bag again. Now that he thought about it, the idea didn't seem as far-off as it had been when it had sprung upon him first. What had the Academy teachers said? Somewhere along the lines of, "If you don't see a way to do something, try another way." They had been referring to missions, of course, but he could apply the principle to his dream as well. It was simple, really, and Orochimaru wondered why he hadn't thought of it before. He could not - no, was not allowed to - be Hokage, so he could be some other kage.
Yes. That was it. He could - would - become his own kage, and then sneer in the face of Konoha. He would defeat Konoha, too, showing them that he could be a just as good kage as that Namikaze Minato. Orochimaru slung his bag over one shoulder, noting its weight, and took one last look at his apartment. It was dull, though it had always been. The lights were off and his worn key lay on the tabletop. He swallowed, finding it increasingly difficult to do so, then reproached himself for being so attached. It was just a room, after all.
With a decisive click, Orochimaru shut the door behind him as he walked out into the cold air. He did not shiver; most of his experiments were done in the same temperature as this, so it was not new. As he strode down his street, towards the North Gate, he noticed all of the lights were out. It did not surprise him, for it was past eleven at night, but they seemed so unfriendly, so cold, so –
Orochimaru shook himself. Did he - just think that? He, Orochimaru, soon-to-be-missing-nin? Surely he didn't. Lights off at night were a usual to him. They were not unfriendly. Not cold. They were off. How scary could unlighted buildings be?
Absentmindedly, he decided he needed a new title. Soon-to-be-missing-nin didn't strike fear into anyone, except for the fact that they had passed the Academy. And that was hardly fear-driving. Yes, fear the post-Academy missing-nin! Orochimaru thought dryly. How about... snake... snake... snake sannin? He immediately realized the latter word, and mused over it. He would rather not be associated with the other two, but realized he had no choice.
"As a price for letting you live... you must always refer to yourself as the Sannin."
It was not so bad, he thought. His dark eyes fell. After he left, it would be the only connection with Konoha. Only that title, that one title. Nothing else. After all, to one who knew little of history, it could appear that his right hand and left hand - once he found them - would be the other two, right?
As he drew out a kunai and untied his hitai-ate from his head, Orochimaru realized that some memories - people, rather - could not be forgotten.
He slashed a long, decisive line across the Konoha symbol.
So this is it... I am purposely defying Shinobi Rule number One, and am becoming a missing-nin. But it mattered not.
After all, rules were meant to be broken.
... So? How do you like my new idea? Review and let me know.
By the way, that quote, "As a price for letting you live... you must always refer to yourself as the Sannin.", I'm pretty sure that's a quote from the manga. Or something along those lines. Basically, Orochimaru, Jiraiya, and Tsunade were fighting some guy and were defeated. He let them live on one condition: they had to refer to themselves as the Sannin.
Gomen nasai. These oneshots are pretty short.
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