Boredom
Chapter One:
Drip...
Drip...
Dr-
"Don't you dare."
...drip
The Kyuubi slowly turned towards the offending drip and proceeded to do what any logical person would do-
"RRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWRRR"
After several seconds of no noise, the Kyuubi smirked, "Pathetic drip. You were acting so high and mighty before, but before me you are nothing!" The Kyuubi paused for a moment. 'I need to get out more, but that seems to be the problem. At least in the redhead's seal, I was able to look outside.'
In the redhead's seal he may have been chained up with nails in each limb, but at least he could see what she was doing to an extent. In the Shinigami's seal, there was nothing. No pain. No humans to watch. Just-
"ABSOLUTE BOREDOOOOOOOM." The Kyuubi had been stuck in this seal for around six years now, but he couldn't know that. There was no method by which he could tell time. So he resorted to simply yelling at everything. Maybe it wasn't the best hobby, but it seemed to help.
'I wonder what that mortal is doing... Probably sitting up all high and mighty in his village being worshiped for containing me. Pathetic human probably doesn't even know if I'm alive, but he's sure as hell having fun using my chakra...'
The Kyuubi wasn't stupid. He could feel his chakra being slowly drained for the human to amuse himself with. He regenerated more from Nature's natural energy than was drained, so he didn't have to worry about fading away. He had never personally faded, but from what his brothers and sisters said it was terrible. All your chakra spread thinly, slowly forming back causing agonizing pain for several years...
"I need to find something to do... AND IT WON'T BE TALKING TO THAT PATHETIC MORTAL. DO YOU HEAR ME UP THERE?!" He won't. He will never talk to that mortal even if he was begged by Kami herself. Never.
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Yo! It is I, the author! I have several chapters of this story prewritten and I can assure you that this is the shortest of those. Also no, I am not holding these hostage for reviews. I am merely holding them to see what kind of response I get from this, if I get any response at all. I'd also be lying if I said I wasn't extremely nervous about this...
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