Staying invisable, I sneaked inside the base. Hachi must be fighting someone by now. I need to find this Madara guy. His name sounds like a girl to me. Somehow, my stomach growled, oh sorry, I mean roared of hunger. Kisame heard it and we began to fight.
"I'm gonna win cuz' you have sand and I have water." Kisame gloated. I sighed heavily.
"Sake Clone Jutsu!" I said making 100 clones out of spilled sake. We threw kunai everywhere but it had no effect.
"Sake Tsunami!"
"Water Style:Water Shark Jutsu!" Kisame and I both yelled out our attacks. The sharks bit my chest, making it bleed. The sake drowned Kisame completely. I walked and walked until I saw Deiara again, standing right in front of the door. Somehow, I tasted the blood across my chest and felt like hunting for prey. I was ready to do a new move.
"Mangekyo Sharingan!" Deiara's eyes turned red. My eyes turned into a bright yellow.
"Dark Style:Hunter Vs. Prey!" In the next second, both of us were screaming and holding on to our minds. My toturement was spending 72 hours listening to Jess's Health Class without sake. I hate health! They say Alcohol is bad for you. Pfft! It was torture, but it was worth it. Deiara was beating herself up.
"How did you do that, un?" Deiara said painfully. I smirked an evil smile.
"I couldn't stop the sharingan, but I could let you feel more pain than I. What were you thinking? I mean, toturing Gaara's brain for 12 whole years was much experience. Heck, I might've taken over your body. But I didn't. I may be a drunkard, but when I was human, I was the Sand Village's wisest preist. No lie." I said, then I drunk two sake bottles in one swig. As I was walking...
"Blood Inferno Rasengan!"
Someone continue...
~Drunk Shukaku
