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Moshi-moshi!
Here I am again with another story that leaks out of my over-imaginative insanity... I want to spend this moment to clear something out. Usually when I write fanfiction, I don't do much outside research to write it and when I mean 'outside research' I mean I don't look up city maps or read up on medical conditions and the like. I don't concentrate on being "realistic". The research I do is on the respective anime I do fanfiction on... in this case, it's Naruto.
I concentrate on writing a good story, on bringing the anime characters we know and love to life--giving them depth and personality, pulling out plot twists, finding ways to reach out to the reader--to make them cry, laugh, and hype. To make them want to click on to the next chapter, to find out what happens next. That is my goal, my purpose as a fanfiction writer.
And so, after saying this; I want to declare that I wrote this story built on misguided facts about cousin marriage. If you do your research there are many cousins that are married happily with each other and raise a families without difficulty as any non-cousin couple would. So please, don't critique on the factual aspect of this fanfic but rather the literary aspect.
Thank you.
And I hope you enjoy reading this story, that I'm writing with much devotion.
- Zerolr -
Title: Garden Bird
Rating: M
Parings: Neji/Hina Naru/Saku Sasu/Ino Shika/Tem - (Filled with all kinds of other mixes)
Genre: Drama/Family-life/Comedy
***This story contains OC's***
Garden Bird
Flowering the air about, the Garden Bird sings. Always singing never knowing the world outside the tall cemented walls.
Deep inside the courtyard he sings.
Surrounded by jasmines, by violets, by babies' breath. The tiger lilies gaze towards the small bubbling stream. The sunflowers stare towards the rising sun. A haunting song fills the air. It sings of the birth between true love. The love that was once said impossible. One that was said inconceivable.
That was unexpected.
Deep in the time of the Sakura-petal spring, there blossomed this love. The love that grew and grew and ripened in a place deep inside.
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