The Snake's Earliest Failure
-By Misarashi Tsukamaru
Summary: Anko's life story up till a little after Naruto's genin exams.
Warning: This will eventually have shoujo-ai (girl x girl) content in later chapters
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or its characters and anything written here is for personal entertainment and not to be taken as factual.
Anko lay quietly on her futon as she stared up at the ceiling of her apartment. Tomorrow was the genin exam, something she should have been excited over. However she couldn't bring herself to be excited, when she didn't have someone to congratulate her or celebrate with her.
'I guess I'll just do the best I can and treat myself to something when I pass…' Anko thought as she rolled over, closing her eyes preparing for sleep. Just as she was about to fall asleep she heard a knock at her door, getting up she made her way to the door. Opening it she found her landlord waiting for her with an irritated expression on his face.
'Well crap… what did I do this time?' Anko asked herself as he pudgy and foul smelling landlord began to speak. "Well you little shit, what do you have to say for yourself this time?" Blinking in shock, Anko's best response was a, "excuse me?"
Then before she could do anything, she felt his hand impact her throat. Letting out a strangled gasp from the impact she felt herself being picked up by her throat. Wheezing from the pressure on her windpipe, she saw the glare he was directing at her. "Where's my rent, you little whore?"
Confused by his question, she managed to reply despite the lack of oxygen. "I already paid you for the month… I gave it to your wife." As soon as the words were out of her mouth, the man snarled in anger and slammed her into the wall.
All that she could feel was pain, and that was fleeting. She could hear her labored breaths, and the blood pounding in her ears. Yet even with her training as a ninja student she didn't have any leverage or weapon at hand. Her nails were filed down unlike the other girls in her class, leaving her without a weapon.
As black started to creep into the edges of her vision she felt herself fall to the ground. Managing to tilt her head to the side, she saw an Anbu with a solid white mask with very sharp lines for the eye wholes, on closer inspection however she noticed the eye holes were outlined in purple with to purple slash lines traveling down from the inside corners as if outlining the nose.
"Its not nice to abuse those that you are paid to house." Said the Anbu, his voice carrying an undertone of soon to come pain. His stance, while relaxed reminded Anko of an animal ready to strike.
Anko's landlord however, not impressed with the way the Anbu had apparently disengaged Anko from him, Spat directly at the Anbu in anger. "Don't tell me how to run my business ninja!" yelled the man, red in the face from anger.
Anko suddenly whipped her head to look directly at the Anbu. She could feel his distaste for the man in front of him. Then as if in slow motion she watched the Anbu strike the man. She saw the Anbu palm thrust the man's chest, a sickening cracking sound erupting from the impact and part of his chest indenting. "Oops, I slipped." Said the Anbu, as he leaned over the now collapsed man. "Now just to make this clear…" said the Anbu before he kicked the downed man, "you should play nice with ninjas, you never know when you might disappear, because there are fates worse than death."
It was then that the Anbu turned to Anko. Then with the words, "go back to bed and rest. We wouldn't want you to get hurt now, would we?" He disappeared in a cloud of smoke afterwards.
Waking up, Anko found that her bruises had gone down after a little rest and her focusing her chakra at the injured portions of her body to speed up the healing. 'Handy trick I learned, but necessary when the man that is supposed to look after me hits me.' Bitterly thought Anko as she stripped down, her body very thin and her build wiry with just a bit of toned muscle firming her body.
She could also feel the scars on her body as she moved to the bathroom, the slight feel of tight flesh on her back. Once in the shower, she turned on the water and let the frigid water wash over her, waking her and conditioning her. Then slowly the water started to warm, she could feel her muscles unwind and her body relaxing.
Quickly washing her body now that the water was warm, she soon found herself clean and toweled off before she knew it. 'Time flies when no one is there to greet you…' she thought as she slid on her panties and put on her bra. Feeling embittered as she heard the young children laughing below her she put on the rest of her clothes after a brief pause. Taking a brief look at the clock that hung on her wall, she let out a long sigh.
'It looks as though I won't have breakfast again.' She sullenly thought, as she remembered that she had no food stocked currently, all of her money had gone to pay her rent. Maybe she could find something really cheap, or something small, with what little that she had.
Making her way to her door, she exited her apartment and made her way down the stairs till she left the apartment complex, its dark and dreary features hanging on her mood. As she slowly made her way towards the Ninja Academy she notice a small stand off to the side, hidden behind the other larger stands and shops, much likes she was. Walking up to it, she saw a middle aged looking man, preparing something behind the small counter.
"Excuse me sir… what do you serve and how expensive is it?" shyly asked Anko to the man.
"I make dango, would you like to try some miss?" answered the man a large smile on his face.
Wondering at his happy expression, she could only nod her head. Then with out another word the man handed her a stick of dango with three different types on it. Putting it inter her mouth she at the first one, she immediately recognized it as an-dango a tasty sweet bean paste. Trying the second one, she was rewarded with a Mitarashi-dango a sweet dango made from soy and sugar. 'God, I love dango.' Was Anko's only thought as she finished the middle dango. Eating the last dango, she tasted a kinako-dango a toasted soy flour dango. Relaxing as she ate the last dango, she pondered the dango stick.
For the life of her, she couldn't get the image of a wooden senbon needle out of her mind as she looked at the dango stick. Once finished with her food, she turned back to the man and used the rest of her money to buy a rather surprisingly large amount of dango. When asked why so cheap, he offhandedly replied that he didn't need money and that this was more of a hobby.
Looking at the strange stand owner, before leaving, she decided to buy lots of dango. With he dango in hand, she then made her way to the Academy.
Once again, Anko found herself at the Academy early. Even with her stop at the strange dango stand. Making her way to her class and eventually her seat, she began to ponder what had occurred last night. She could only feel admiration for the Anbu with the white mask.
Letting her thoughts drift to what would eventually occur today, she let her body relax in her seat and began to mentally review techniques that she had learned and might need to perform to pass the exam.
It had been rather boring watching the others take the exam. She had gone first; the teacher had used individual names to start rather than family names. The first portion of the exam was a projectile weapon exam. It was at that moment that Anko, in her despondent attitude that morning had forgotten her kunai on the counter. Thinking quickly, she knew that she couldn't borrow a set so she eventually thought of the seven sticks of dango in her mouth. Yes seven sticks, even she was a little appalled by the shameless consumption of the tasty food.
However once she was in position the instructor began to berate her. "Mitarashi-san, how are you going to complete the projectile portion of the exam without your kunai? I'm afraid that I'm going to have to fail you." With that he took his pencil and gave her a failing grade, on that portion.
Feeling miffed, she looked at the target. It was nothing more than a straw dummy that had certain portions of the body marked, each was a point to incapacitate a target. 'I'll show that ass.' Anko thought as she pulled the dango sticks out of her mouth, and began to throw them into the dummy.
From the silence that followed her using the dango sticks was very unusual for her genin class. It was then that her instructor moved over to the dummy and pulled out one of the dango sticks. It was rather funny to watch the instructor stare blankly at a dango stick as if he had never before seen it in his life.
It was then that his expression hardened, turning to Anko. "Mitarashi-san, I'm afraid that I am going to have to deduct points from your score. Two of your... projectiles… did not hit marked points." And with that he began to write again,
Pissed that he had dismissed her throws so casually, she spoke up against the teacher for the first time. "I cannot accept that decision sensei. The two throws were in points that would incapacitate my enemy. However, if you think that you could function without 'your' eyes in a battle I am willing to concede those points to you."
She could feel the anger radiating off of the instructor as she berated him in front of the entire class. Then with barely concealed rage, the instructor led her through the rest of the tests and marked her down for any discrepancy that he noted.
Anko let out a yawn, as she left the Academy, even with e instructor out for her blood, she had still somehow managed to pass the genin exam. It was then that she let a small frown mar her features, she had passed but the ass in charge of the exam had only made her dead last in her class to spite her, 'but at least she had passed the exam.' She thought with a smile.
Making her way towards the training grounds that she loves so much, her own private forest of death. With a snicker at the thought, she pondered why the forest that she trained near was called the forest of death. Ignoring the thought after a few moments of unsuccessful thoughts on the matter she found herself next to the girl, who she had ran into the previous day.
Walking over to hear, a little apprehension on her face she lightly tapped Kurenai's shoulder. As Kurenai turned around, Anko felt a small flutter in her chest. Ignoring the odd feeling she put on a smile.
"Hello Anko, did you have a good day?" asked Kurenai once she was facing Anko.
Letting a large smile cross her face, she pulled Kurenai into a light hug.
Kurenai was glad that Anko was feeling better, 'maybe she just needed to have a friend. If that's what she needed, I'm glad that I could be it. It's not like she certainly isn't cute.' Thought Kurenai as she spent some time with Anko before heading home for the evening.
The two spent a little time just walking around and talking about their individual day. Kurenai was proud of Anko for passing the genin exam and expressed that opinion to have Anko smile at her and give her a one armed hug as they walked.
However like all good things, Kurenai noticed that it was getting late and she needed to get home. "Anko I need to get home, so I need to get going."
Looking at the sky, Anko noticed that it was getting dark and that the sun would set in an hour or so. "Ok then, I'll see you around then. Goodnight Kurenai, be safe." Said Anko when she turned back to her.
At this they hugged each other and went their separate ways, Anko to her training ground and Kurenai to her parents and the impending inquisition that it would pertain to for getting home late.
It was late by the time that Anko had finished with her jutsu practice. Tired and weary from the chakra expenditure, she forced herself to begin basic Taijutsu katas that were taught to her at the academy.
Flowing from one form to the next, she felt her body begin to pull at what was left of her chakra reserves, depleting them and at the same time strengthening them. Concentrating on the katas and her chakra at the same time, she smoothed the flow of chakra, cutting down the amount her body was using to a bare minimum.
Eventually she could feel her chakra beginning to waiver under the strain of its constant usage. 'I guess its time for a break.' She thought to herself as she looked up at the moon. While looking at the moon, she flopped onto her back. Relaxing under the moons tranquil light, she let a small smile cross her features and laid their until she decided to go home and get some rest before her Cell assignment the following day.
'Perhaps life is finally going my way.' She pondered while walking through the sleeping village of Konoha.