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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 01:13:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>SURGERY WEDNESDAY; WONT BE ON&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, going under anesthesia for the eigth time.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.</description>
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  <lj:music>Kuolema Tekke Taiteilijan- Nightwish</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 07:58:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Moving</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large&quot;&gt;***Pardon My Language in Advance***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, so I&apos;m not sure if I bitched to anyone about my house always flooding with the slightest bit of rain, but I went through that every time it rained, and in the winter that was quite often. It was so annoying, everything would get soaked, my homework (not so bad) my books (I cried for &lt;em&gt;hours&lt;/em&gt;) and my electronics (didn&apos;t worry so much because it wasn&apos;t my mp3. player, laptop, or phone). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I finally moved! I&amp;nbsp;have my own room, I have only had my own room &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONCE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; before in my life for about a year or so, and I&apos;m already 16. I have a door! I&apos;ve never had a door! I&apos;m allowed to shut my door! I was usually never allowed that unless I was changing. I have a closet with a shelf on top and a place to hang clothes! Never had that before either!&lt;br /&gt;But best of all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the house doesn&apos;t leak!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not sure how many of you&amp;nbsp;have any idea how epic this is, how much I&amp;nbsp;cried when I first got here from happiness. I thought it was all a good dream and that I&apos;d wake up soon and be back in that molding, wet house I used to live in. That house actually is what kept getting me sick, I would literally be out of the house and in about an hour or so, I&apos;d be feeling great, thirty minutes into the house and I&amp;nbsp;was feeling like I was gonna die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;It&apos;s awesome, I don&apos;t know what to do with myself!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Eri Kawai</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 06:52:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger&quot;&gt;So, apologies for not being one for a &lt;em&gt;LONG&lt;/em&gt; time. I have been a wee bit busy with my school and my damn jaw is still not healed. (surgery coming up in summer) and my ovarian cysts have indeed grown larger and now I&apos;m on both valium and some...weird, nasty, bitter tasting, sludge like oral medicine. Yeah, it&apos;s gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;em&gt;anyways&lt;/em&gt;, I would like to take note of the day&apos;s date (err...technically, yesterday&apos;s date, it&apos;s 1:00AM) September 11.&lt;br /&gt;Now, most, if not all, of you know that I am American and I am considered a &amp;quot;conservative&amp;quot; or a&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;republican&amp;quot;. I do hold values that a lot of people disagree with, some of you, I have no doubt, disagree as well. &lt;br /&gt;September 11 is a very important day to me; my friend Allison&apos;s aunt Jamie (Jessica) was in the South Tower when it collapsed. Her body was never found. I&amp;nbsp;had met Jamie a couple of times, we were friends and talked a lot whenever I&amp;nbsp;went to spend time with Allison at her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea that she was in New York at the time (Just the previous week she had been down here in Texas with us) so when Allison told me the news it scared me and it brought home what had actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know that there are muslims here in America that are appalled by their fellow muslims&apos; actions. I&amp;nbsp;have a quite a few muslim friends at school&amp;nbsp;and my Godfather&amp;nbsp;is a muslim convert; so I&amp;nbsp;want all of you to know that when I say, &amp;quot;those bastards&amp;quot; I am &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; referring to the extremists. The ones who hijacked our planes and crashed into our Twin Towers, the ones who day after day terrorize even their own citizens and the troops we sent over there to flush out the&amp;nbsp;Taliban and other terrorist groups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a day for me to mourn, a day for my heart to swell with pride that my country has been able to move on, has been able to take this attack and retaliate and prove that we do not have fear, that they did not kill our spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am a proud American citizen who hopes that all the people that are innocent, that all the people that are caught in the crossfire of this War on Terrorism, are able to escape, even though the thousands of workers in the towers were not able to, and the men and women (and even the working dogs who inhaled too much debris looking for survivors) died in the tragic day of September 11, 2001. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today, &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #c0c0c0&quot;&gt;stand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;pride&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #c0c0c0&quot;&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #c0c0c0&quot;&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;American&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-large&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #00ccff&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!!!Lighter subjects!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #00ccff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;So, in school I am in creative writing and as a warm up we had to write&amp;nbsp;a introduction paragraph. That was easy, I was the first one finished (and my paragraph was about a half page &amp;lt;_&amp;lt;) and then we left. Then two weeks after that (the previous whole week I was out with the flu) I got my paper returned to me. I was expecting something like &amp;quot;too long; need to be cut short&amp;quot; like in most my English classes. Instead, since we have to write&amp;nbsp;a paper every six weeks, my teacher wants me to write out the story. If it turns out to be a multi chapter one, she wants at least two chapters! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected! Now I&apos;m spazzing, cuz I literally came up with the paragraph on the spot! I&amp;nbsp;had no plot for it! So now I&apos;m all like &apos;Crap...the hell am I supposed to do now!?&apos; and as usual, no one in my family wants to help, because they all think that I&amp;nbsp;make great stories under pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Which I must admit, is sort of true. *laughs nervously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of suspected, but was kinda hoping not, that my Creative Writing teacher and my English teacher knew each other. So, when I went into English class the next time I was there, she pulled me aside after class to talk to me. *on the first day of school, she took note of the book I was reading &amp;quot;The Mammoth Hunters&amp;quot; the&amp;nbsp;third in the Earth Children&apos;s series -better known by the first book The Clan of the Cave Bear- and she was amazed that I&amp;nbsp;was reading such a series*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after class she sat me down and she looked straight at me -you know that creepy studying look people give you?- till she said &amp;quot;I think I&amp;nbsp;need to move you out of my class.&amp;quot; at first, I was alarmed, but she continued. &amp;quot;You&apos;ve read the Three Musketeers -willingly- and The Scarlet Letter, Life of Pi, and even Mice of Men all just for fun. And now you&apos;re reading the series by Auel. I read your writing from your Creative Writing class, and you are amazingly talented.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I was like &amp;quot;O-kay....thanks?&amp;quot; with a raised brow. When I&amp;nbsp;said that I&amp;nbsp;didn&apos;t want to move out of the class she hugged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, when we have writing assignments that we have to read aloud, please keep your vocabulary limited, because...&amp;quot; she paused for a minute. &amp;quot;How do I put this nicely...Your classmates aren&apos;t as developed as you are.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Crap. Am I&amp;nbsp;now a English teacher&apos;s pet??? *cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it&apos;s now almost 2:00AM and my valium is kicking in, so imma go sleep now...</description>
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  <category>september 11</category>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 21:38:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been gone a while.&lt;br /&gt;First: I am in &lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;. ShiroganeAkira. (Monochrome Factor anime)&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Though I do have to say that Akira might be top every once and a while. Shirogane doesn&apos;t seem to mind! &lt;br /&gt;*Ahem*&lt;br /&gt;So, I&apos;m going to be gone for a &lt;em&gt;LLLLLOOOOONNNNGGG&lt;/em&gt; time now. I&amp;nbsp;became a&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;trainer&amp;quot; for the football team (1)&amp;nbsp;-but I&apos;m whored out to Volleyball, softball, and pretty much anyone else- and here is my schedule:&lt;br /&gt;Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, Fridays:&lt;br /&gt;9-4:15 School&lt;br /&gt;After school&amp;nbsp;Trainer Work (babysitting)&lt;br /&gt;X-9:00 Work (looking for a job currently)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdays:&lt;br /&gt;9-4:15 School&lt;br /&gt;5-X After school football practice/babysitting&lt;br /&gt;X-X College Courses&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Trainer Work (either 7am-3pm or 3pm-11 pm, depends)&lt;br /&gt;X-X College Courses&lt;br /&gt;X-X Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. Sunday is free thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;1. Being a trainer is basically just a glorified babysitter for the football team. We patch up their boo-boos and make sure they have enough water etc.</description>
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  <lj:music>I Hate Everything About You- 3 Days Grace</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 07:30:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;I forgot one surgery, my wisdom teeth were taken out (I was put to sleep), so I&apos;m actually going into my &lt;strong&gt;SEVENTH&lt;/strong&gt; surgery. XD&amp;nbsp;That is funny.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how I&amp;nbsp;forgot that one. *shrugs* &lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that: Who has read the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Twilight Series? &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t freak out, I&apos;m not a rabid fan, I&apos;m not much a fan at all, I just have a few questions about something I&amp;nbsp;wrote for a competition (fanfic/essay on Twilight). I want some body to read it and see if it makes sense to them and hopefully give me some pointers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have a confession; I&apos;m scared to type up things on here. Is that normal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 06:56:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Surgery</title>
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  <description>Hey. Just got out of surgery yesterday. My mouth is swollen to look like a chipmunk and I&amp;nbsp;can&apos;t eat anything hot. On the plus side though, the stitches in my mouth dissolve as the days go by. I think that&apos;s pretty cool! But yeah, Now my hopefully last surgery is in March.</description>
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  <lj:music>I Don&apos;t Care- Apocalyptica Featuring Adam Gontier</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 03:57:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I drew Itachi-kun!</title>
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  <description>Well my dad told me to draw on his back because it relaxes him. I figured out that it does, when my cousins (they&apos;re like 8&amp;amp;9) drew on my back.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I&amp;nbsp;didn&apos;t want to and I&amp;nbsp;know he hates how much I &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff0000&quot;&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anime, especially Naruto. So I decided to draw a character from Naruto; my favorite character Itachi. I drew it in pen and marker by the way. No rough draft in pencil. (I&amp;nbsp;would&apos;ve pierced my dad&apos;s back so much if I used a pencil...) I took the picture with my camera phone so the pics kind of crappy.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;did and here is the picture!&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/stc/fck/editor/=3%20Itachi&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;Itachi Pen/Marker&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; align=&quot;left&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/fen_fen/pic/000052rx/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/stc/fck/editor/=3%20Itachi&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/fen_fen/pic/00006t0a/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/fen_fen/pic/00006t0a/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 20:13:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Party!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;...dude. Today is my birthday party! Meh Wifey-chan is coming. =^.^= Finally, I won&apos;t have to deal with just Sammy (cousin), Allen, and Tessa! Woot.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 20:31:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Choke me now</title>
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  <description>Relatives (by marriage)&amp;nbsp;are coming over for my birthday. Anyone have a strong grip or a noose?</description>
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  <lj:music>We sleep Forever- Aiden</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2008 02:18:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hospital Stay and afterwards.</title>
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  <description>Hey guys, I know I&apos; ve been MIA for a LONG time, but I&apos;ll tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Well not &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; this time but for three weeks and after those three weeks it took about a month of rehabilitation, and after that I just haven&apos;t been on.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not going into detail about it, unless you all want details.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what! For another two weeks in October (hopefully) I will not be on again due to &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; time in the hospital. Plus school and all that stuff, so I won&apos;t be on for a while again.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to let everyone know, give y&apos;all the heads up. Hopefully with my last days of summer this month, I can post a bit more, respond and take a more than brief interest in all of meh friends&apos; posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I&apos;m having a Cotillion in October too. One week before my surgery...yay. -_-</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 23:30:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hmm first post in a long time.</title>
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  <description>Okay, first post in a LONG time, but meh. Well, recently I realized that during the summer, aside from the possible job, I will have NOTHING to do. So I&apos;m trying to find good ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Help?</description>
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  <category>summer</category>
  <category>help!</category>
  <lj:music>Truth- Seether</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2007 05:18:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HELL YEAH!!!!!1</title>
  <link>http://fen-fen.livejournal.com/4993.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p&gt;WHOOOOOOO! AUSTIN HIGH RULES!!!!!!!!!! WE BEAT WEST LAKE, WE BEAT WEST LAKE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MAROONS RULE BITCHES!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*scuza for the language, but yeah, this is a HUGE deal :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <category>west lake</category>
  <category>austin high</category>
  <category>football game</category>
  <lj:music>Let it Die - Three Day&apos;s Grace</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Let it Die - Three Day&apos;s Grace</media:title>
  <lj:mood>hyper</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 04:50:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Not going to be on a lot</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Um well, one of my good friends commited suicide today, so I won&apos;t be on very much.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <category>wont be on</category>
  <category>sorry</category>
  <lj:music>Tatu: All the things she said (Russian techno remix)</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>depressed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 16:23:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>well The worst thing is comming to pass....</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;My birthday is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Some one hide me!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:mood>cold</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 00:20:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;display:none&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;/form&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://www.memegen.net/viewmeme.pl&quot; method=&quot;post&quot;&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;border: 1px solid; border-color: 000000; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 10pt; width: 500px;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: 1F87B2; color: FFFFFF; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;How will you be suspended from LJ? by &lt;a style=&quot;color: FFFFFF&quot; href=&quot;&quot;&gt;Anonymous LJ User&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;&quot;&gt;Username&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Username&quot; value=&quot;fen_fen&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;&quot;&gt;Years on LJ&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Years on LJ&quot; value=&quot;1(?)&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;&quot;&gt;Snape&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000&quot;&gt;&lt;select name=&quot;Snape&quot;&gt;&lt;option selected=&quot;SELECTED&quot;&gt;Hot&lt;option&gt;Not&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;&quot;&gt;Hours left until your suspension&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000&quot;&gt;39&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;&quot;&gt;Your crime&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000&quot;&gt;Legolas/Gimli fic where Legolas is only 103.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;&quot;&gt;Who reported you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000&quot;&gt;devilchilde&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:4FA7D2; border: 1px solid black; color: 000000; padding: 2px;&quot;&gt;Your fate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color:FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px; color: 000000&quot;&gt;On usenet, kicking it old school.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color:1F87B2; text-align: center; padding: 4px;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Fill out your answers and try it on Memegen.net!&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;meme&quot; value=&quot;1075083528&quot;&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 03:19:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just a question.</title>
  <link>http://fen-fen.livejournal.com/3963.html</link>
  <description>Okay, I seem to be like, one of the only americans on my online thingies. I have Italian, German, Canadian, Australian, French, Japanese and even some Indonesian friends.&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t have to answer the question but I am curious;&lt;br /&gt;From what country are all of my friends?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Once again you don&apos;t have to answer, I am just a very curious person. And it popped into my head when I was talking to my Italian friend was IMing me, then my Australian friend IMed me to.</description>
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  <category>nationality</category>
  <lj:music>These Walls- Trapt</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">These Walls- Trapt</media:title>
  <lj:mood>curious</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 03:01:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What the hell?</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Damn! I&apos;m gone for three/two days (I checked before I left, but that was early in the morning so, yeah whatever) and All sorts of things have happened. I&apos;ve been reading all of them, and I am over here thinking &apos;&lt;em&gt;I shouldn&apos;t go on anymore vacations. Yep yep, no more vacations.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sorry if I do not comment on some of the things, but I am just too lazy to comment on some of those things. Others I just come up with a blank, I can&apos;t really say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <category>vacation</category>
  <category>things happen</category>
  <lj:music>Die Romantic- Aiden</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Die Romantic- Aiden</media:title>
  <lj:mood>blah</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 22:45:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I am so pissed off.</title>
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  <description>Alright, sorry for the language, but I am so mad right now. I&apos;m not actually mad, but I&apos;m in pain, there for I am grumpy and very irritant.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;My big toe had a ingrown toenail, okay, when went to the doctor, he got it out after numbing my whole foot (Can you say freaky feeling; or lack of) and all was good. He said it shouldn&apos;t ever get ingrown again. &lt;br /&gt;That was all about two months ago. &lt;br /&gt;Now, then nail is growing, yes, but it is curling! It&apos;s not suppose to do that, and it got ingrown again! I stubbed it just like four minutes ago while doing house work. I&apos;ve been walking on the side of my foot for about a week now. &lt;br /&gt;We (Mother and I) called my doctor. Guess what? He on vacation. Till Friday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Well that is just brilliant isn&apos;t it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess what, I still have to wear shoes and put my socks on. It hurts like hell to have socks on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so I&apos;m rather mad/annoyed greatly right now and will be till Friday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joys in life (Sarcastic smile)</description>
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  <category>toe</category>
  <category>doctor</category>
  <lj:music>Only one- Yellow Card</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Only one- Yellow Card</media:title>
  <lj:mood>bitchy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 22:30:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I am So~ happy</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Guess what!? I was kinda big last year, I couldn&apos;t fit into these pair of pants that I wanted. Well I said that I&apos;d lose weight and fit into them. Well All I needed was to lose five pounds and they&apos;d fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I lost double. ^_^ :) So now I fit into them, and I even fit into these pair of swim trunks from like, two years ago XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I lost about an inch or two from the waist, but I grew somewhere else, and it isn&apos;t in height. (Glares and looks down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that&apos;s all for today. *Parades in her little room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <category>weight loss</category>
  <lj:music>These walls- Trapt</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">These walls- Trapt</media:title>
  <lj:mood>accomplished</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 06:10:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Copied from Radowan-san&apos;s profile.</title>
  <link>http://fen-fen.livejournal.com/2872.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p&gt;lol, Yes, another one. Though this one is from Radowan-san&apos;s profile. I might make one up myself soon too. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your Middle Name:&lt;br /&gt;2. Age:&lt;br /&gt;3. Single or Taken:&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite Movie:&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite Song or Album:&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite Band/Artist:&lt;br /&gt;7. Dirty or Clean:&lt;br /&gt;8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:&lt;br /&gt;9. Do we know each other outside of LJ?&lt;br /&gt;10. What&apos;s your philosophy on life?&lt;br /&gt;11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?&lt;br /&gt;12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your favorite memory of us?&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:&lt;br /&gt;16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the &apos;world peace etc&apos; malarkey) - what are they?&lt;br /&gt;17. Can we get together and bake a cake?&lt;br /&gt;18. Which country is your spiritual home?&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your big weakness?&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you think I&apos;m a good person?&lt;br /&gt;21. What was your best/favorite subject at school?&lt;br /&gt;22. Describe your accent&lt;br /&gt;23. If you could change anything about me, would you?&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you wear to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;25. Trousers or skirts?&lt;br /&gt;26. Cigarettes or alcohol?&lt;br /&gt;27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together? (If you have no idea, just say something crazy, it&apos;ll entertain me!)&lt;br /&gt;28. Will you repost this so i can fill it out for you?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <category>survey</category>
  <category>another one</category>
  <lj:music>Hero&apos;s Come Back- NobodyKnows+</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Hero&apos;s Come Back- NobodyKnows+</media:title>
  <lj:mood>awake</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 03:15:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Get to know you better</title>
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  <description>Hello, here&apos;s a little thing to let me get to know ya&apos;ll better. Don&apos;t fill out it you don&apos;t want to though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. name:&lt;br /&gt;2. birthday:&lt;br /&gt;3. place of residence:&lt;br /&gt;4. what makes you happy:&lt;br /&gt;5. what are you listening to now/have listened to last:&lt;br /&gt;6. do you read my lj:&lt;br /&gt;7. if you do, what is particularly good/bad about it:&lt;br /&gt;8. an interesting fact about you:&lt;br /&gt;9. are you in love/have a crush at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;10. favorite place to be:&lt;br /&gt;11. favorite lyric:&lt;br /&gt;12. best time of the year:&lt;br /&gt;13. email address I can contact you at: &lt;p&gt;RECOMMEND&lt;br /&gt;1. a film:&lt;br /&gt;2. a book:&lt;br /&gt;3. a band, a song and an album:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PLUS&lt;br /&gt;1. one thing you like about me:&lt;br /&gt;2. two things you like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;3. put this in your lj so i can tell you what i think of you&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <category>survey</category>
  <category>know friends better</category>
  <lj:music>Wind, Akeboshi</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Wind, Akeboshi</media:title>
  <lj:mood>accomplished</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 16:29:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well, Today sucks.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Yeah, today really sucks. It was frikin 6:00 am and my parents woke me up. I went to bed at like 2:00. I couldn&apos;t go back to sleep so just stayed up and fooled around. Parents called and now&amp;nbsp;I learn I have to do dishes and dust. Laundry too, no, never forget to clean up parents&apos; room either!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;God I hate summer, this is what we do every summer!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <category>summer chores</category>
  <lj:music>Red Jumpsuit Apparatus- Face Down</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>bitchy</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2007 07:32:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <link>http://fen-fen.livejournal.com/2059.html</link>
  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;If there are one or more people on your friends list who make your world a better place just because they exist, and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>none</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">none</media:title>
  <lj:mood>blah</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 16:52:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Obito</title>
  <link>http://fen-fen.livejournal.com/2014.html</link>
  <description>Does anyone know if Tobi is Obito? I think so. Anybody else? Also heres a funny little thingie i found.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Help me Obi-kun Shinobi, your my only hope!&quot; Rin said as she dramatically passed out.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&amp;nbsp; I like that little thingie. Anyone know what it&apos;s making fun of? (Ya gotta know!)</description>
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  <category>obi-kun shinobi</category>
  <lj:music>Sounds- Akeboshi</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Sounds- Akeboshi</media:title>
  <lj:mood>energetic</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 01:43:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I Never Hurt Anyone</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Hello there, this is a Naruto fic, kinda sad. Its a song fic with Breaking Benjamin- Polyamorous.&amp;nbsp; This was my very first Naruto fic. I was very sad when I wrote this okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;“Demon vessel, you got away once, but…” he lifted his katana in an attacking position.&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoTitle&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I Never Hurt Anyone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;Tap! Tap! Tap! &lt;/i&gt;Footsteps echoed through the alleyway. Water splashed up out of a puddle and dropped back on to the floor.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;A young sun kissed blonde boy, no older than five, ran out of the alley way and onto the main street of The Village Hidden in the Leaves also known as &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;Konoha. His sapphire eyes were wide with fear. He had three black whiskers tattooed on each of his cheeks. He was wearing a large black t-shirt with a throwing dagger, or a kunai, at the torso. His white trousers went just above the knees and were splattered with bloodstains.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Three elite (ANBU) ninja ran out after him. The leader was wearing white clay made rabbit mask with a black fishnet top and black fighting pants. His weapon bag was on his right leg and was black as well. On his left hip rested a katana. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;The second ninja to the left rear of the first was dressed similarly except that he was wearing a cape and a wooden hawk mask. The last ninja on the right flank of the leader was wearing an orange tiger mask, a crimson shirt, and black pants, with his weapon bag on his left leg. In his hands were three-explosive tagged kunai. Quickly and all at once, he tossed all three of them at the blonde. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;The small blonde was able to dodge two of them but the other nicked his leg causing him to falter in his steps. Despite the newly formed wound he quickly regained his pace as his leg started healing faster than it would have on any other person.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;‘Kit, let me take control; let me make your world better. For every wound they make it makes my rage stronger. For every insult, every sneer, it makes me want to destroy them. Let me.’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;A voice echoed through the blonde’s head. He smiled inwardly at the voice, of the demon sealed within his body, though on the outside his face was still one of fear. &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;The day has come to an end &lt;br /&gt;the sun is over my head&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;‘Kyuubi-chan…I don’t want to hurt them. I want to prove them wrong, we’re not monsters. We’re just different.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; The whiskered boy replied to the voice whose name was Kyuubi.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘Naruto, if that is what you wish, then I shall use my rage and other emotions to heal you more quickly. Does that sound better than me trying to kill them all?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; Kyuubi said to the blonde boy Naruto. There was a hint of amusement and disappointment in his voice.&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘Yes, Kyuu-chan. I’m happy to be your vessel. No matter what comes with it. And no matter what people say…you could never be a monster,’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;Naruto shyly stated to Kyuubi. &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘Take a left here and then jump on to Hokage Tower, Kit. We’re going to the usual place,’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; Kyuubi said ignoring Naruto’s last comment.&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;My polyamorous friend &lt;br /&gt;got me in a mess of trouble again &lt;br /&gt;so&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“Die demon vessel! You killed thousands of innocents…you’re a monster!” yelled the last ninja. He threw six shuriken, better known as ninja throwing stars, at Naruto then three kunai. Naruto easily dodged them all used to this by now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Naruto hurriedly did as Kyuubi had told him to. &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;‘They’ll never find us there!’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘That’s kind of the point, Naruto,’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;Kyuubi responded, amusement evident in his voice. Really, Naruto could be entertaining without trying.&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt; ‘Now it’s time for Shadow Clone Jutsu. I think eight would be appropriate.’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Naruto ran faster to get some distance between the three ninja and himself. He knew they were toying with him. They could’ve already killed him had they been trying hard enough. Quickly Naruto made a hand seal for the jutsu. On both hands he made his index and middle finger straight and the others down. Making a cross with them right hand in front, he yelled “Shadow Clone Jutsu!” In a puff of smoke eight other Naruto’s appeared. They looked exactly like each other and had the same amount of chakra too. Kyuubi lowered the real Naruto’s chakra level so that the ninja couldn’t tell which Naruto was real from a chakra read. All eight of the clones ran in different directions in threes with two at the real Naruto’s sides.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;The last ninja member went after the three Naruto clones that went to the left and the second went to the right where three others were going. The leader kept after the real Naruto and two clones.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;Just when you think that you&apos;re all right &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m crawlin out from the inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Naruto clone one ran to the left as clone two ran to the right. Naruto ran straightforward and jumped into the surrounding forest from the top of the giant Hokage tower. The two clones disappeared in puffs of smoke and “pwoosh” noise. While the masked ninja tried to see Naruto’s chakra read, Naruto slipped into a hollow tree trunk that was slightly hidden by the branches of other trees.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;‘Kit, I’m masking our chakra read. Make sure you don’t make any noise.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘Alright,’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;Naruto thought back. Quickly he started breathing quietly and stiffened his whole body. A whole fifteen minutes passed before Naruto heard the trees start to fall down all around him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;The ninja started getting frustrated, as he couldn’t see Naruto’s chakra read. He started to chop down trees with his chakra sword. Luckily he didn’t even get close to Naruto. Finally he gave up. “Demon vessel…I shall kill you another night. Rest assured that I &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;will &lt;/b&gt;find you next time.” With his threat said, he disappeared with a smoke bomb.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;‘Kit, he’s gone. But…he sent poison gas through the air…it’s making me weak,’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;Kyuubi said with a rough edge in his voice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;I never hurt anyone &lt;br /&gt;I never listen at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Quickly Naruto got out of the tree and headed towards the outskirts of the village to his small apartment. He chose a path that would take him by the river first and allow him to go through the forest so as to not be detected by the ninja or angry villagers.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;‘Kyuu-chan. Are you alright? My stomach feels weird.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘I…I feel weird, tired too. It…was… the poi…,’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; Kyuubi yawned. &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;‘Poison. It’s causing me to…,” Kyuubi had to shake his head to clear his mind. ‘Fall asleep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;G’night Kit. See through you in the morning,’ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Kyuubi repeated the now long forgotten joke.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘Okay,’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Kyuubi had always been there to warn him when someone was watching him, planning to attack him especially during the night. Now that he was asleep…it just felt kind of scary.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Quietly Naruto crept from branch to branch till he came to the river. He quickly washed out his minor wounds that he had received in his escape. Once he was done with that he dipped his head in, loving the feel of the cool water that surrounded him. He was surprised when Kyuubi’s voice rang through his head once more.&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;They&apos;ve come to get me again &lt;br /&gt;the cloud is over my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;‘What happened?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; he asked. &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;‘Naruto what happened? I remember being –get your head out of the water- tired then blackness.’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;‘&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;You fell asleep isn’t it obvious? But why did you wake up all of a sudden?’&lt;/i&gt; Naruto asked as he did what Kyuubi had told him to greedily taking in air.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;‘The poison is what put me to sleep Naruto, not exhaustion. I guess the water took off the effects somehow.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;‘Well you’re back, nothing’s wrong now. I’m going to head home; I just found the river and cleaned out some of the minor wounds.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;‘&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;They really didn’t require healing, just some scrapes and bruises. Anyway, Kit, I’ll warn you if I sense any threats.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Naruto arrived at his apartment building ready to hit the sack as soon as he got in the small shelter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;My polyamorous friend &lt;br /&gt;got me in a mess of trouble again &lt;br /&gt;so &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;‘I sense an aura…be cautious,’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; Kyuubi told Naruto. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘Alright,’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; he responded. Slowly Naruto approached his apartment, keys in hand. He opened his door. A kunai, it shinning blade, seemingly floating, came quickly at him; his chest –unblocked- was pierced.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Just when you think that you’re alright&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;I’m crawling out from the inside&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;‘NARUTO!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; Kyuubi yelled in worry.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He quickly healed Naruto’s wound driving the kunai out of his chest. In healing this deep wound he used half of his remaining chakra and a little bit of Naruto’s&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;. “Kit, duck! Fall! Hit the deck! Whatever just drop!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-tab-count: 1&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;Naruto did as told and hit the deck as a tagged shuriken flew where his head had once been. He ran into his bathroom which was to the right of him and slammed the door. &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;‘What now? What am I supposed to do? I can’t out run him, and you’ve used a lot of your own chakra. If we combine our chakra it will only be enough to heal my minor wounds.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;‘In the amount of time we took at the river was enough for him to come! Dang it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;Listen,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;Kit, I can help you out a little. I will give you twice the amount of speed you have now. I’m sorry I can’t give you more than that.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘It’s okay, Kyuu-chan! You’re doing the best you can,’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; Naruto told Kyuubi. The door burst open as the ninja from before came in with a katana, the short sword favored for close range fighting, in hand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“Demon vessel, you got away once, but…” he lifted his katana in an attacking position. “You will die for you sins! For all the lives you took! Even your own father’s! The Yondiame’s!” He stood there about to attack but Naruto’s voice stopped him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;I never hurt anyone &lt;br /&gt;I never listen at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“My father? Tell me! Who was my father?” he pleaded.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“How dare you demand something of me!” he spat out. “But since you’re about to die might as well tell you,” the man sneered. “Your father was Arashi Kuzuma, better known as Yondiame.” He let the information sink in. There was a silence between the two as Kyuubi and Naruto spoke to one another.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;‘Kyuubi, is this true?’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Naruto asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘Yes, Kit. Your father was the Yondiame. He was the one who sealed me inside of you,’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; Kyuubi answered back guilt clearly voice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘How come you never told me?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; Naruto questioned. He was shocked. His father, &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; father was the &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;Yondiame?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;‘I…I didn’t want you to think badly of him. He did the right thing protecting his village. He had asked you to be treated as a hero. It is really the villagers’ who are to blame. They started the idea that you were me. They wanted to kill you for my mistakes, for taking away their Yondiame.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Naruto was silent. This was just too much to take in at once.&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt; ‘Kyuu-chan… Thank you for telling me the truth.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;The ninja smirked as he put his sword away. Naruto was confused but once he felt the killer intent coming off in waves from the man- not to mention it was directed at him- he knew that the ninja was going to enjoy killing him with his bare hands.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Just stay away from the white light &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d say your worst side&apos;s your best side&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;‘Kit, my chakra is drained. I can’t give you anymore… my rei and life force would kill you fore sure.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Naruto got a feeling that Kyuubi couldn’t understand, it was…relief. &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;‘Kyuu-chan, I’m tired of running, I’m tired of having to be on guard even during the night. I…I can’t fight back. I know that for sure. So I won’t.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;There was silence as the ninja disposed of his mask revealing the face as one of his Academy teachers, Mizuki. Naruto’s face remained blank, but then he heard Kyuubi speak to him again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;‘My Kit, I will follow you to the depths of hell if I had to. I will stay with you in death. I…’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt; Kyuubi started, he was having trouble admitting this but he swallowed his pride and finished his thoughts. &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;‘… Love you Kit, know that.’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;I never hurt anyone &lt;br /&gt;I never listen at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Naruto was shocked to say the least. He inwardly smiled as he closed his eyes. He saw the cage that Kyuubi was sealed behind. He took a step forward and another till he was standing right in front of two seals. He touched a cage bar, too big for him to wrap a hand around it. He stared up at Kyuubi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Kyuubi was a huge orange fox, standing as tall as a mountain. His ears were long and bent over. He had eyes of sun drops with the darkest of blacks in the center, but the whole shined red. His fangs were so long that they hung over his lower jaw with his mouth shut. He had nine tails total, some were wrapped around his legs others were swinging behind him. They were long and the fur looked like it was bristling. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“D…Dad, I want to touch you.” With that said Naruto pealed off the two seals that kept the bars there and Kyuubi enclosed. The bars disappeared with a burst of blue chakra. The chakra floated around Naruto before entering his body and healing his other wounds, giving him more energy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Naruto took a step forward, then another, and another till he was at a full-blown run towards Kyuubi. He latched on to Kyuubi’s toe and said quietly, barley above a whisper “I love you too dad.” he started to cry as he buried his head into Kyuubi’s thick fur. He wasn’t crying out of sadness but relief and happiness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Kyuubi carefully wrapped his tails around Naruto, trying to sooth the five-year-old blonde. A swirl of red and blue chakra surrounded both of them as the life slipped out of the small boy signaling the ninja’s killing blow. &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;‘I will be there for you…I promise Kit.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1 style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0in&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Two days later at the cemetery&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;well how do you know? &lt;br /&gt;well how do you know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;There stood a group of people surrounding a small grave. One man was at the front of the group reading out of a book. Finally when he was done, there was a minute of silence before he allowed people to go up to the casket and give their finale farewells. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Then slowly a man stepped towards the casket with a bouquet of roses and lilies in his hands. He was crying, dressed in all black and had a ninja forehead protector across his head; he was darkly tanned and had dark brown hair. He had a scar that stretched across his nose to the middle of his cheeks. His name was Iruka Umino.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;He had been the closest person to Naruto. His teacher at the Academy, the closest thing to a father that Naruto had.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Naruto had spent the night with Iruka numerous times. Those were the only nights Naruto could sleep completely relaxed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Iruka placed the flowers down, his tears leaving droplets on them. He whispered quietly, “Naruto, I will avenge your death. I will kill your murderer, this I vow on my life.” He turned away tears flowing more freely, and he went to the other side of the crowd where he had previously been.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;The next person to go up was a pale blonde woman no older than thirty. She was fair skinned and had red puffy eyes full of unshed tears as she placed her white lilies down. Her name was Tsunade. Naruto had called her ‘Baa-chan’ or ‘Granny’ all the time, and would always brighten her day by playing pranks on Sarutobi. She smiled sadly and whispered, “Farewell my little, Naruto.” With that she turned and stood next to Iruka.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Another man stepped forward. His name was Sarutobi, the Hokage. He had graying hair and had a red and white hat in his hands. It had a red symbol of ‘Hokage.’ He was dressed in a black tux. He set down the hat on the small casket and then some white lilies and roses down next to it. His eyes were watery but he didn’t let the tears fall. He ran a hand through his hair and looked up at the dark sky and whispered two words, “Why him?” Taking a last glance at the hat, he walked to where the others stood. He was remembering all the times Naruto would say, “I’m going to become Hokage one day! Believe it!” then he would run off. Sarutobi stood next to Tsunade. He held her as her dam finally broke and she started sobbing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;Well how do you know? &lt;br /&gt;Well how do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“Why! Why him Sarutobi?! Why Naruto?! What did he do to deserve this!?” she shouted into his shoulder. Sarutobi held her in his arms as she cried, as he began to cry silently. The tears left small rivers down his cheeks, the silent tears scarring his face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Another person went up. She had a mix of black and red roses, knowing that both had fascinated Naruto. She had dark red hair and eyes. Her outfit was a black button down shirt with a black skirt. She had only met Naruto on a couple of occasions, but that didn’t stop her from growing fond of the boy as her own little brother. With him calling her ‘Kurenai-nee-chan’ or ‘Big sister Kurenai’ wasn’t helping either. He would always be at her brother’s ramen shop leaving every bowl on Iruka’s tab. Kurenai mumbled a blessing and kissed a photograph of him, waving from atop a stool at her brother’s restaurant. She put it down on the casket with shaky fingers then, without any further delays she turned and walked over to Iruka and started to tear up and cry as everyone else was doing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Another man stepped forward. His name was Asuma. He had black hair and doe brown eyes. He was wearing a black jounin outfit which consists of a vest with four rectangular pockets and a black jumpsuit or black pants and t-shirt, on the pants around the lower shin they had white bandages there to keep the pant from puffing out and making noise. He had white lilies in one hand and a photograph in the other. He gently set the flowers down and then the picture. The picture was of a time at the beach when Naruto was four. He was on Asuma’s shoulders, his small hands reaching down to pull Asuma’s face into a smile. He set the picture down and walked over to Sarutobi and held his head down. He would be strong for Naruto, he wouldn’t cry. He couldn’t. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;The last person was Hatake Kakashi. He had silver hair that spiked up but leaned to the left. Normally he would’ve been wearing a facemask and his headband leaned over his left eye, but out of respect for Naruto he had taken it off and pulled his headband up revealing his scarred eye. He was wearing a black jounin suit similar to Asuma’s and fingerless gloves with rectangular metal plates that cross the back of his hand..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;He had met Naruto only once, but during their one meeting they formed a very strong bond with him and would commonly relay messages through Iruka, Sarutobi, and even Tsunade. Strengthening their bond was the father of Naruto was Kakashi’s sensei for a long period of time. Kakashi felt that he was Naruto’s elder brother and his inability to save Naruto angered him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;In Kakashi’s right hand were a couple dozen red and black roses-and some red carnations mixed in between. He set them down and then looked at the photograph in his other hand. It had Arashi, Kakashi, Naruto, and Naruto’s mother on it. Arashi was facing the camera with a baby Naruto in his arms. Naruto didn’t have the whisker marks yet, for it was 6 hours before the Kyuubi’s attack. Kakashi stood peering over Arashi’s arms to the side, trying to get a good look at Naruto. To the right side of the picture was a brown haired female; the hair was draped over her face making it impossible to see. Kakashi set it down and walked over to Iruka nodding to him before standing at his left side.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;Just when you think that you&apos;re alright &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m crawling out from the inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Before the funeral service was over all of the ninja Asuma, Kurenai, Kakashi, and Tsunade had placed their ninja forehead protectors at the base of Naruto’s gravestone, surrounding the hat Sarutobi had left. Kohona headbands proved Naruto to be worth becoming a ninja if only he had lived long enough. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;After the last part of the service was over, everyone but Tsunade and Iruka had left. They stood staring down at the gravestone, rereading the message carved in it &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Naruto Uzumaki&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;A boy with a dream&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;A great son&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Vessel of the Kyuubi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Iruka and Tsunade started talking about old times with Naruto when they heard his laughter. They looked up and in the surrounding forest. There stood Naruto, bright blue eyes shining with happiness and understanding. He was dressed in the same clothes but they were clear of bloodstains. To his left was the Yondiame, Arashi. He looked like a adult Naruto minus the whiskers. He was wearing a blue jounin jumpsuit with a green vest, he was also wearing his red cape lined with white flames at the bottom. Behind him stood an overly large fox, no doubt it was Kyuubi. It had nine tails as expected, and it had some of them wrapped around the air around Arashi’s and Naruto’s shoulders. They were all transparent, and that is what scared Iruka and Tsunade most.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 132.75pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;I never hurt anyone &lt;span style=&quot;mso-tab-count: 1&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never listen at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Naruto looked up at his father with a smile on his face and pleading eyes. Arashi smiled at his son before nodding. Kyuubi’s tail came out from around Naruto and around himself. Naruto ran towards Tsunade and Iruka stopping behind them. He stared at the gravestone and shrugged. Quickly looking up at Tsunade and Iruka’s shocked expressions he gave them a fox like grin. He waved for them to bend down with his hand while he was standing on his tiptoes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Doing as asked, Iruka and Tsunade sat on their haunches staring at the see-through boy in front of them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Yondiame and Kyuubi watched closely after their son. Kyuubi’s lip pulling back and Yondiame’s eyes kind but still cautious. He knew they had taken care of Naruto but that didn’t stop him from fearing what they would try to do. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;Just stay away from the white light &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d say your worst side&apos;s your best side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-tab-count: 1&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“Iruka-sensei…Baa-chan, I miss you, but I think you would be happy knowing…I’m happier than I’ve ever been. Mommy and Daddy, even Kyuu-chan…they’re all with me. We will watch over you…as you did me. I’m happier knowing I can help you both in my death.” He took a step forward and hugged both of them before grinning and running back over to his father and Kyuubi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;I never hurt anyone &lt;br /&gt;I never listen at all &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Arashi walked a couple of steps forward and bowed to Iruka and Tsunade. “Thank you…for taking care of Naruto.” He smiled down at them the walked into the shadows, Naruto and Kyuubi in tow. They disappeared at the first drop of rain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-tab-count: 1&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Iruka, do you believe that that just happened?” Tsunade asked breathless. She stared at the spot where Arashi, Naruto and Kyuubi had vanished. Her face was pale and she had sweat dripping down the side of her face. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-tab-count: 1&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Yes I do…” Iruka looked up at the sky. “Even the heavens are crying. Even the heavens.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Let&apos;s go&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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