Reborn the Ninja

Taking a quick glance around the area and finding not a soul to bother you, no pun intended, you decide what better place to call out the spirits of the urn than right here? After all, Anko seems to hold a bit of pull with the girls you met so it all couldn’t be bad…so said the pig heading to the slaughter. Shaking off that rather horrible imagery from your mind you slowly kneel down to the ground, pulling the rather minute urn from your coat pocket and placing it on the ground before you and placing a had atop it’s smooth porcelain surface, “Mitarashi Anko, Senju Tsunade, Hatake Kakashi, Yuhi Kurenai, rise from your **** and live again…”

Slowly, the urn seems to bubble and froth beneath your touch, its fine ceramic shell quivering with otherworldly powers as it gradually began to gather heat beneath your palm. Bit by bit the shaking grows more and more intense, the urn nearly dancing beneath your touch as it calls forth the spirits from deep within its mystical hold. Suddenly, the urn lets loose a blinding flash, a powerful splash of brilliant white light filling your eyes and blinding you with the sharp luminescence. This causes you to quickly recoil from the urn, your arms covering your eyes as you try to save whatever precious amount of sight you can get, “Son of a bitch…that hurt…”

“Get used to it John,” a eerily familiar voice speaks up, the slithering tone of Anko filling your ears with the slick finesse of a coiled serpent, “cause it’s about to get much worse…”

It only takes a few seconds for your eyes to readjust to the light surrounding you, however it is the sight before you that causes you to offer up a sheepish smile and a nervous scratch at the back of your head, “Eh heh, uh, hey there Anko-chan…sorry about the wait…”

Standing before you are the four spirits you recognize from your dream, the busty Tsunade, the lazy looking Kakashi, the curious crimson eyed Kurenai, and of course the charming snake woman Anko. However at the moment Anko is anything but charming, instead her eyes are focused on you with a sharp intensity and a deep glare, “Funny thing about that Johnny…when you know you’re dead and what the conditions of where your spirit is, it’s rather easy to keep an eye on where it’s going and what’s happening around it.”

Blinking a few times a sense of dread fills you as you ask, “Does that mean you…”

Anko nods, her eyes narrowing further as she speaks, “Oh yeah, I saw everything. Especially the part about forgetting me and hoping I won’t be too mad…”

This causes you to start sweating bullets, your nerves ratcheting up as Anko gives you a stare that could either mean she wants to kill you, eat you, fuck you, or all three at once. Thankfully though you are saved by some miracle intervention by Tsunade, her body breaking Anko’s glare as she steps in between the both of you, “Anko, calm down. At least he kept his promise and brought us back to life didn’t he?”

Before anyone can say another word Kakashi coughs slightly, attention being drawn to the cyclopic woman as she speaks, “About that…where exactly are we John-san?”

Shaking off whatever willies Anko gave you with her venomous stare you turn to Kakashi and respond, “Soul Society, home of the spirits and Shinigami of this dimension.”

Kakashi nods her head as she places her chin in the delicate fingers of one hand, “So we are among spirits, that is why this place does not feel like the land around Konohagakure.”

“Excuse me, John-san,” Kurenai pipes up, her calm voice catching your attention as she speaks, “but if we are in the world of spirits wouldn’t that mean we are still dead?”

“Yeah, and you said something about Shinigami,” Anko barks out, her anger at you momentarily forgotten as she voices her question, “The only Shinigami I know of liked to eat souls so what about the ones you keep talking about.”

It takes a bit to placate the girls after Anko’s observation, their understanding of Shinigami far different than the one you are familiar with causing a sort of ‘boogey man’ effect to tint their vision and instantly become on guard about all those who surrounded them. However, after a bit of talking and even more promises that these Shinigami are different than the ones that they are familiar with the girls agree to relax, even if it is just for a little bit.

“So this is what being reborn is like huh?” Kakashi muses as you begin leading the girls to your clan home, “kind of anti-climactic if you ask me…”

“Sorry for not bringing you back in the midst of fanfare and fireworks Kakashi-san,” You deadpan, your gaze turning form the silver haired woman to a still angry looking Anko, “Anko-hime…I’m sor-“

“I don’t want to hear it John,” Anko mutters, her head turning away as she silently follows you with the others…