BUILDING BRIDGES

By: Old Scarecrow

Disclaimer: I do not own 'Naruto', and I never will… There was another human being who thought about it before me…

Warnings:

Spelling errors may occur. Or rather WILL occur! Correct me please, and at the same time have in mind that my native language isn't English.

I'm rating this story under the letter M, just to be safe. There will be a little bit of everything, so beware! And of course it will contain KAKAIRU!

Enjoy

CLONK!!!

A person was thrown against the wall.

RICCCH!!!

Another was crying out in agonizing pain, as he was dripping with blood from face, where his mask had once been. The mask now lay on the ground, blood dripping down upon it.

"Dammit! Remember to keep your frekkin' mask on badger!" a voice roared through the abandoned building.

PSSStch!!!

A kunai flew across the darkness with a horrified speed.

"Shit!" the kunai has fastened itself in a red scarf that hung around a masked man's neck. It had thrown him backwards against the wall, and was now stuck. "Get him detained! Quickly!"

The masked man, with the mask of a turtle, took a grip around the kunai, and gave it a hard yank. But it was quite stuck. He took a deep breath and braised himself, and with all power yanked out the kunai. In his hand it looked like such a small thing, it couldn't possibly have been thrown so hard. And its owner had surely aimed to kill. And kill hard it would seem.

"Around, behind him!" A voice called out. Two other masked men surrounded the reason for why these ANBU members were now trying to hold back one of their own. A rather unhappy man. With fury and hatred in his posture, he had suddenly begun to lounge out after his teammates. It had happened so sudden, that they had all been taken aback by his actions.

The man with the turtle mask looked up to watch the event happening before his eyes. He knew, as an ANBU, he should be prepared for everything. But this? This was far too abnormal. This wasn't like anything he had ever seen before.

Their team mate fought like a wild animal.

And he was as dangerous like a wild animal.

The two ANBU's who came behind him, were thrown back by a hard kick. One fell against the wall, and it sounded horrible, as a few broken bones would probably be the result from the hard fall. And the other crashed through a half open window behind him. For what the man in the turtle mask could only imagine, his fellow team mate could now be lying in the grass, and would have been pierced through with thousands of small glass pieces. Kami! What had become of their once so calm teammate?

The kunai was thrown hard down to the ground, as the ANBU took forth a medical kit. One syringe and a small glass. He tossed the rest away, and filled the syringe with the liquid from the glass. On the label it said: "Concentrate 1:10".

As if….

This man had to be put down, and carried back home.

"Badger! Get up!" The man in the turtle mask yelled at his wounded teammate.

Two white orbs could be seen behind the blood smeared face of one of Kanoha's schoolteachers. Genma Shiranui.

The man got up, and dried of his face in his sleeve, and looked at the other's turtle mask.

The other man pointed towards the senbons in Genma's belt, and nodded towards the teammate they had to get under control.

The kunais were flying all over the room, and Genma ducked, just before one hit him. "I'm going to look like Ibiki now, aren't I?"

The other man did not speak, but instead he stood and surveyed the other ANBU's. They seemed to have gained a little control over the wild man. One had him in a grip on the left shoulder and arm, so he could not reach anymore of his kunais, and the other managed to get down the forehead protector and hold the other arm. Both men had very little limited time to hold the man steady. He had become tired, but none the less dangerous. He still fought; just now he seemed to be taking a small break to regain his powers. This was the only chance they now had.

"Here," The turtle masked man gave the syringe to Genma. "Think of it as a senbon. Just make sure to hit the neck."

Genma took the syringe and saw the pink liquid. "Is this…?"

"Yes," the turtle mask was almost looking sad. "If there is no other way out. She said. And since this jutsu, or whatever it is he's under, does this to him…" there was a long pause. It was as if a dark shadow had been thrown upon his words. It felt as if something had suddenly given him a new view on things. Especially one thought went through his mind, who would he now challenge into a game of rock, paper, scissors?

His black eyes fell on their ANBU teammate in front of them. Held down by two other masked men, he was gasping for air, and had a crazy sort of posture to him. His body was hunched over, as were the chest becoming too heavy or too big, and his legs were bent, so he could stand his ground fast. His ANBU clothes were torn into pieces, and his hair lay scattered on the wooded floor in front of him. Ripped out by himself.

What was this madness?

Genma put the syringe in his mouth and ran towards the detained man. His own face was hurting, and the blood in his body was pumping, so even more red liquid came into his eyes. This was an easy task for him though. He could do this with his eyes closed, just as long as his target was standing still. And in the fracture of a second, just before the two other ANBU members, could no longer hold their grasp on their teammate, Genma slid under his bended legs.

"SHIT! GRASP HIM AGAIN!"

The two ANBU's were thrown aside, and the wild man came free of their grasp.

They fell hard to the floor. One of them hit his head, and his mask fell off.

This was Umino Iruka's first mission as an ANBU member, and probably his last if this did not work. From his spot on the ground he tried to move, and then felt a pain going through his left arm. He looked down and saw the bone peeking out from his elbow.

Now, it was hurting even more. Damn, he felt so much like a small child again, he wanted to cry. This was absolutely his final, first and last episode as an ANBU. If he made it home, he was going to retire and go back to being a school teacher twentyfourseven! He saw his mask lying next to him on the ground. It could have been a dolphin, but Tsunade had given him the face of a fox. His ANBU name was, Fox. Far away from a dolphin, he would have to say.

" AAAAAAAARRGHHHH!"

Iruka looked up, and saw Genma stand behind the animal man. He was smiling, Iruka could see his smile behind the blood smeared face. Was this the smile of yet another mad man, happy to meet his death? Run, you moron, run!

But then he saw the syringe.

It was stuck back in the neck of their teammate.

He had done it!

Their teammate fell hard onto the ground.

Iruka tried to move, as it was in his direction he fell. The man fell hard. It gave another jolt of a horrid pain through Iruka's broken arm, and he growled loudly in pain.

" Iruka!" Genma came over and started moving the heavy weight away from his teammate. Soon after came Might Gai, he had taken his turtle mask off.

"Shit! He's heavy." Genma growled behind gritted teeth.

They managed to remove the teammate and put him on the floor next to Iruka. The said man almost jumped when he saw the reason for their troubles lying right there next to him. He was looking so strangely peaceful. The former schoolteacher could hardly recall anything else but a raving beast, ever since he's first seen the man on their mission to retrieve him back. It had been utterly strange to see him like this. Looking like a hurting wounded animal, pleading for this. Pleading to be let free. Away from his troubling pain, of whatever that could be?

"Let me see that arm, Iruka." Gai bended down and reached out for his comrade.

" But he, he, he…" Iruka looked at the man on the floor beside.

" I know this is hard. This is for me to. But this is what we do as ANBU, Iruka." Gai said. "Even our own kinf can be something we will need to deal with."

Iruka were not responding. He was just starring at the person on the floor next to him.

"Iruka?" Genma sounded concerned. He knelt down next to his former teacher-colleague. "It's over. He is sedated."

" No." It came from the brown-haired man with the broken arm. He was still looking at the man next to him.

He was looking at the syringe, both Genma and Gai noticed.

They then both followed his eyes.

The syringe, it was still full with the liquid.

"Wha-?" Gai took it out from the ANBU's neck. He looked over at Genma.

Genma was as astonished as he was. Genma then made a gesture to the rest of the team ANBU members, and right away they started to tie the unconscious man up.

Gai threw the syringe away and looked at Iruka. His eyebrows were almost peeking into his eyes, and going into one with his black orbs. A rather intimidating and yet awfully spectacular sight. "Iruka…" pause. "Iruka, look at me!"

It took minutes before the man on the floor, wrestled his eyes away from the fallen person. And as he turned his head towards the taijutsu master, he slowly closed them hard.

"Look at me." Gai demanded.

I only looked into his eye once, before I got the headband down." Iruka could feel the sweat on his forehead run down to his eyes as he opened them.

One eye was hazel brown, the other wasn't.

The other eye was pure black.

Then Gai remembered. He was the one who had also been there while Iruka was training to become a jounin. It was he who had seen the potential Iruka had had for becoming an ANBU, due to the fact he was a tokubetsu jounin at first.

This man was able to use a jutsu that could invoke a hidden force in another person, and then bestowe it upon himself for a while. In this case, he'd taken some of another person's eye. This eye held a kekkei genkai. A blood line limit trade only. In this case, a ninja had been able to take it upon himself, some of the Sharingan, by just using a simple jutsu. How remarkable.

"When we get back, both you and him have to see Tsunade-sama at once!" Gai said.

Iruka nodded, so did Genma too, though he was just caught in the moment.

Then Gai took one last look at the man, who'd just passed out on the floor.

"And as for you," he referred to the unconscious silver haired man. " There are something in this world there should not be copied."

--tbc--

A/N: Your thoughts!? What do you think? ^^