Well, there's an extent to which Shikanenai parallels Naruto - he knows Kage Bushin (he didn't when he was really a genin, but hey, shadow-techniques and Nara go together like roaches and Aburame, so he sure as hell knew it before he made chunin). On the other hand, he's NOT as noisy.
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There was a carefully hidden surge of chakra and flicker of movement that kakashi spotted only out of the corner of his eye. "Everyone duck!" he shouted and the ninja scattered, Neshan dragging Tazuna behind him by the collar.
Their reaction was just in time as a whirling length of steel - less a sword than a six foot long razor blade - flashed through the air where they had been standing, scattering a cloud of smoke that had replaced Shikanenai. When the cloud was gone, the Nara genin lay in two seperate halves on the ground.
"Sorry, but you appear to be the Sharingan Kakashi," said the grey-clad ninja standing on one of the trees. "The old man is mine."
A few moments later
"Hehe, wearing forehead protectors and acting like real ninja," the Mist-nin sneered. "But you know what? A real ninja is someone who has survived numerous brushes with death. Basically... once you're good enough to be listed in my handbook, then you can start calling yourself - whargh!"
Zabuza was cut off by a mighty splash as both the water he was standing on and the globe of water around Kakashi were shattered by a dozen small simultaneous explosions. As he plunged into the water, he felt the press of feet against his sword and Nara Shikanenai vaulted up out of the water, throught Kakashi's broken prison, kicked off from the sword's blade and tore open a waterproof pocket in his jacket to produce a wad of paper. "Kakkuuki-no-Gami," he cried out, flowing chakra through the paper.
"A real ninja knows to keep a low enough profile not to wind up in anyone's handbook!" he shouted as his improvised paper glider carried him and a surprised looking Konoha-jounin towards the shore and Zabuza disappeared from sight beneath the water.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.
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There was a carefully hidden surge of chakra and flicker of movement that kakashi spotted only out of the corner of his eye. "Everyone duck!" he shouted and the ninja scattered, Neshan dragging Tazuna behind him by the collar.
Their reaction was just in time as a whirling length of steel - less a sword than a six foot long razor blade - flashed through the air where they had been standing, scattering a cloud of smoke that had replaced Shikanenai. When the cloud was gone, the Nara genin lay in two seperate halves on the ground.
"Sorry, but you appear to be the Sharingan Kakashi," said the grey-clad ninja standing on one of the trees. "The old man is mine."
A few moments later
"Hehe, wearing forehead protectors and acting like real ninja," the Mist-nin sneered. "But you know what? A real ninja is someone who has survived numerous brushes with death. Basically... once you're good enough to be listed in my handbook, then you can start calling yourself - whargh!"
Zabuza was cut off by a mighty splash as both the water he was standing on and the globe of water around Kakashi were shattered by a dozen small simultaneous explosions. As he plunged into the water, he felt the press of feet against his sword and Nara Shikanenai vaulted up out of the water, throught Kakashi's broken prison, kicked off from the sword's blade and tore open a waterproof pocket in his jacket to produce a wad of paper. "Kakkuuki-no-Gami," he cried out, flowing chakra through the paper.
"A real ninja knows to keep a low enough profile not to wind up in anyone's handbook!" he shouted as his improvised paper glider carried him and a surprised looking Konoha-jounin towards the shore and Zabuza disappeared from sight beneath the water.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.