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Moons of Red Chapter 29Orochimaru was one of the most horrible evil bastards in the universe. Way up there with Dr. Mengele and Dr. Doom and...uh...Voldemort!
Indeed, her arrival was not expected in the Oto hideout, but she knew it was him that had summoned her into this world. She loathed his very existence. Him and Masashi Kishimoto by extension. She wished he had killed her then and there, when she had popped into his domain. He was a psychopath. She shuddered.
Sylvia Bri woke up in a cold barren cell with little to no light from the small crack beneath the solid wooden door. She found herself huddled in a fetal position on a small wooden bench which seemed to represent her bed. Everything hurt, especially the crook of her neck. Like it was bitten by something poisonous. Now fully awake, the pain had become excruciating. She wanted to die. It was hard to breathe with so much pain coursing across her. Her skin was on fire, as if peeling itself from the extreme burning sensation. Something was moving beneat
Moons of Red Chapter 28The Kazekage had called her into his office early that morning. While the last few days had been quite awkward for both of them, he still was the Kazekage and she still was his new weapon to show off. As of last night, he had come across a rather dangerous mission that required her type of expertise. She was an intimidating woman, one of a kind harsh but just leader and also an incredibly competent combatant, both with or without her arms. He admired such ability and dedication to the job. It was that same dedication that had led him on the position of Kage of this country.
He was doing paperwork when he heard the two distinct loud knocks on his door. It was her.
The door opened to reveal a tall, muscular woman with a proud stature, her hazel almost golden eyes staring at him with cold blooded animosity. Her eyes drifted to the stack of papers and then back to him. He felt uncomfortable under her gaze and she knew it. He didn't even need to show it in anyway. It was just there
Moons of Red Chapter 27Sasuke frowned at Hannah as she performed her katas perfectly. While he also did his katas just as diligently, hers were, to say the least, much more complex than his own, and he was not the type to let himself be second best. Not by a long shot. There was something odd about Hannah that both sent chills down his spine and made him all warm and cozy in his tummy.
'A-ano, Hannah-chan.' Hinata started quietly. ' Those aren't t-the Hyuuga katas.'
The raven head raised an eyebrow. He had thought as much.
'I know.' Hannah started." I don't need to practice them when not aiming to use it.'
' Hannah-chan, why n-not?'
'While Byakugan is useful as a shinobi tool, I do not find myself walking on a well travelled road. I aim to make innovations. Inovations like expelling chakra in various ways. And in order to be able to do that I need to practice my Kung Fu.'
'Kung Fu?' Naruto asked loudly. He had never heard anything as ridiculous sounding.
Hannah nodded and stood again in her default position.
Moons of Red Chapter 26It was a nice sunny day outside and Hatorri was making sure the house was in absolutely perfect condition before heading out to practice his...broom skills. Madara's Red Armor was neatly displayed in a corner of his room and all was fine and dandy.
Hatorri felt very happy to have finally seen a familiar face after being stranded for so long in this unusual world of ninja. He felt sad he hadn't seen his cousin or MJ, or the rest of their Con group, but he was sure it was a matter of time before they turned up. They were smart young women with a lot of potential.
The appearance of the Hyuuga trio was a big surprise for him. He managed to learn what had happened in the week after they had gone MIA and was wondering if things would ever return to normal after this entire fiasco was over and through with. For a few moments his content expression faltered and he sighed sadly. He stood like that in the middle of the garden, looking thoughtfully at the ground, thinking of what the future might
Moons of Red Chapter 25Today, Academy was different, Sasuke noted. Iruka- and Mizuki-sensei were late which was extremely unusual. The class had already assembled and the two Chuunin were 5 minutes late. Sasuke took his time to look at his class-mates as he had nothing better to do.
Sakura and Ino were bickering as usual, much to his irritation, right behind him. Not that he looked at them. They would never let him live it down. He did not want to look at them either, being the extreme nuisances that they were. Even Naruto was here, on time just this once. Sasuke had found it within him to occasionally let him sit next to him and even help him with class work (that happened only once though). Ever since Hatorri told him about Naruto, he felt guilty to have thought he had it tough. True, he was the only Uchiha alive, bar Itachi ( Madara didn't count since he should be technically Undead). At first the blonde dunce regarded him with utmost suspicion and refused to get close but after two months of improved tre
Moons of Red Chapter 24Sasuke got back home alone from the academy, which was a first...ever since Hatorri had come into his life, the man made sure to do everything to make him feel happy and not neglected. Why wasn't he there to greet him? The young Uchiha was wondering if something hadn't gone awry or something of the sort. He felt worried for Hatorri.
Home was unusually quiet today, and he slowly entered the kitchen, his heart clenched. What if Hatorri had gone the same way he had come? What if he was all alone again... Sasuke could not even dare himself into thinking about what would he do with out Hatorri. He was almost like the family he so longed for...that was taken away from him.
'Hatorri!' he yelled urgently, worry seeping in his shout. He almost dreaded the lack of reply...
'Up here!' came a yell back.
Sasuke stood there, shocked. Hatorri was still here. After a whole minute, in which the boy regained his usual coldness, he went upstairs and straight into Hatorri's room.
He gaped. No, seriously,
Moons of Red Chapter 23Hatorri looked at his clock. Seven more minutes till Sasuke got out of the Academy. Hatorri sighed. As of the last month he had found himself escorting the young Uchiha back home for the sake of having something else to do besides training, learning jutsu and cleaning around the house. Yes, Hatorri was very much like his mother in terms of tidiness. Anyway, here he was, sitting on a bench outside the Academy and waiting for Sasuke.
The ninja wanna-be were still getting used to him hanging around. It wasn't like he was some ninja or anything. He was a foreigner- in both looks and manners, even if he was a carbon copy of the young Uchiha heir. Luckily for him, he had his I-pod booming music in his ears. 4 minutes to go.
One of the more interesting things that had transpired the last week was him meeting the one and only Uzumaki Naruto. He had seen only a few episodes of the anime (and they were in English, mind you) and he had never really read the manga. He was just not interested in th
Moons of Red Chapter 22'E-excuse me?'
Steel blue eye and a pair of puppet-ish eyes looked at the intruder. They saw a pretty, tall girl with soft pale, slightly pinkish complexion, crystal blue eyes and black straight shiny hair. She was holding a file and a small bag with drawing materials.
The steel blue eye narrowed suspiciously. The girl looked vaguely familiar. And it wasn't everyday when a mere stranger would pop up and go 'E-excuse me?' on two formidable Akatsuki members such as himself, Deidara, and his senior partner, Sasori-danna.
'Who're you, un?' Deidara's voice was cold and untrusting. Despite the fact that he was obviously younger that when first seen in the show, he was still the same Deidara...just a bit shorter...and the Deidara from Shippuuden was already shorter than MJ.
On the other hand Sasori was swishing Hiruko's metal scorpion tail idly which almost made her gulp. For a few more moments, she just stood there, looking at them, taking in their appearance. In truth, MJ was extremely fasc
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