I don't own Naruto or anything made by Kishimoto (I think that's right). Other than that, original characters, some location names and plenty of Jutsu are my own making. Do not copy or steal those. Enjoy

TO THE LEAF

Cough, cough, cough

"Setsuai Rinori."

"Hey, Ponytail, cover your mouth if your gonna cough. You wouldn't want something to end up in there." The male who spoke last arose from his cot, walking up to the bars that contained him. He stopped short of them, slipping his hands into the pockets of his raggedy pants before giving a proud smile to the one whom he referred to as 'Ponytail'.

"You haven't spoken in a long time, Rinori-kun." Ponytail said with a smile of his own as he folded his arms. Although he wasn't much larger than Rinori, the demeaning smile coupled with his assured stance made Ponytail seem somewhat imposing. Especially considering the fact that the little bit of light present around him made his glasses reflect, leaving nothing for Rinori to read other than the smile.

"Why the hell are you smiling so much, Four-eyes? Did the snake bring you a little present? Six more bodies in your lab for you to run te-" Rinori was ready to continue, but 'Four-eyes' raised a hand, standing sideways to Rinori as he adjusted his glasses with his free hand. The tense silence continued on for several seconds more before Ponytail decided to speak.

"Rinori-kun, is that the way you speak to your leader?" He asked as he touched the tags that if removed would have freed Rinori from his cell. Rinori had to suppress the urge to snap at the man on the other side of the bars due to the fact that he could have freed him right there and then. But, Ponytail withdrew his hands. "And here I thought I was treating you nicely with this visit." The man then shrugged with false defeat as he slowly looked into the cell containing the blazing orange haired male before turning to the side and beginning his walk away from the cell. This left Rinori stunned for a moment.

Wait a minute…that bastard's slier than Orochimaru could ever hope to be. Son of a bitch has to have a reason to be here! The thought wasn't much of an epiphany but more of a realization of something he already knew. It just needed the last tip of Ponytail's ponytail to be out of sight for Rinori to realize.

"Hey!" Rinori's hand shot through the bars that contained him. Ponytail halted, turning around with a pleased smile as Rinori was sent backwards, full force after receiving a shock. His body struck the far wall of his cell, cracking the cement structure before the male's body slumped down to the floor in a daze.

"You would do well to remember what happens to those contained who stick their hands out where they should not be. A nasty little charge always awaits." Four-eyes adjusted his glasses once more before he swiftly turned away, deciding to continue on with his direction.

"Kabuto you bastard! Come back here!" Rinori found his voice to be louder in his head than it was as a voice, regardless it helped in making him forget the pain he felt after being dealt the charge. He arose from the ground wobbling over to the cell bars. He stopped in front of them, moving over to see if he could catch sight of the one he called Kabuto. "I wasn't done talking to you!" His voice reverberated throughout the halls and cells, passing into Kabuto's ear. The man was almost out but surely he'd stop to give Rinori an answer.

"That's unfortunate, Rinori-kun. You didn't favour my presence and so, I am done talking to you." With that said, Kabuto could no longer be heard as a solid metal door slammed behind him, stating his exit. Rinori growled more than a couple of profanities under his breath as he pulled back from the bars, feeling as if his chance at freedom had just escaped him. He looked at himself, noticing that his body was still smouldering from the charge and that his shirt had gotten toasted to the point where it was only covering his back and held up by tattered sleeves.

"Son of a bitch…" The orange haired male muttered these words as he sat down on his cot, looking up at the ceiling that had another inmate above. With his unsettled feelings within, Rinori got up onto his cot, and pounded the ceiling. The strikes were fairly strong for someone who lacked chakra thanks to the tags surrounding his bars, and as a result, Rinori had bits of dirt falling into his eyes; that did not stop him though, as he continued to strike the ceiling twelve more times. He waited patiently, for any side of stomping but received none. "Shit Nu-kun. Answer back." Rinori thought a loud as he attempted to communicate with the one he referred to as Nu-kun once more. "Nothing…" Realizing that his partner may have been taken away for testing or any other plans Orochimaru or Kabuto had in mind, he decided to apply his communication technique to the ground below. Not even a minute passed after he spoke of danger with his feet, that he received the same thirteen hits from below. It was confirmed; something unusual was going on around them, but they had no clue what.

"Hello, gentlemen. Aojirotora-kun, Nukarukuma-kun." Kabuto sat at a lavishly appointed chair that stood at one end of an oval table. He had with him a glass of what looked like blood, but the ones he spoke to knew otherwise. Aojirotora walked in lead, taking Kabuto's outstretched hand as an offer to have a seat. Nukarukuma adjusted his jail cell shirt before taking up Kabuto's offer to sit, choosing to sit himself closer to Aojirotora on the sides rather than get any close to Kabuto. "No need to sit so far away. I don't bite." Kabuto said kindly, causing the ones he spoke to, to look at each other.

"Where the hell is the one that does bite?" Nukarukuma spoke up, paying no mind to the fact that Kabuto was as close to Orochimaru as anyone got. In fact, Nukarukuma didn't seem to care about the fact that Kabuto was, in a sense, Orochimaru himself, in the way that the former Leaf Genin performed most of Orochimaru's tasks, and fed him all the information that he came across.

"Yes, where is Orochimaru?" Aojirotora added as he adjusted the blindfold he wore. A frown settle upon Kabuto's face as he heard the constant request for Orochimaru's whereabouts. He sat up, looking at both males before smiling.

"Don't worry about Orochimaru-sama. He's still around. But, right now, I would like you two to take these." From underneath his seat, Kabuto pulled out two head protectors. They were thrown into the air haphazardly, but both Nukarukuma and Aojirotora managed to grab them easily, as the metal pieces came close to passing over their heads.

"Sound-nin…"

"The same bastards who locked us up for no reason want us to be their ninjas. On a scale of 9 to 10, how bullshit do you think we think this is?" Nukarukuma asked, throwing the metal and cloth piece onto the table in front of him. Kabuto saw this, shaking his head with disappointment as Nukarukuma folded his arms against the proposition.

"Nukarukuma-kun, by all means, I will have you and your teammates work as the greatest of ninjas. I wouldn't want to have to force you into this. But if I must, I will." Kabuto said, just as the light reflected off of his glasses. Nukarukuma looked at him, his pale blue eyes matching Kabuto's reflective gaze in coldness. Kabuto broke his stare first as he pulled away from his seat to walk towards what looked like another exist. Upon opening the door, it was revealed that the door led only to another room. "Please, this way. Your attire is waiting." Kabuto said this patiently, coming off as more kind than cold. Aojirotora looked at Nukarukuma momentarily.

"Ao-kun, you serious? You want to go?" Nukarukuma easily read Aojirotora's mind as the blindfolded male tied the headband over his blindfold and got up. Nukarukuma followed his friend with his eyes, as Aojirotora walked towards Kabuto.

"Nukarukuma-kun. We started out as ninjas, became projects, and then prisoners. It is time we returned to being ninjas." Aojirotora's words struck a chord in Nukarukuma who managed to shatter the table he sat at, before tying the head protector on and heading towards the second room.

"Do not worry, Nukarukuma-kun." Kabuto said as Nukarukuma walked by him. The one with glasses only received a snort as a response. He shut the door behind himself before centring himself in the room.

"So why the hell are we in here for?" Nukarukuma was first to speak out, but not to Kabuto's surprise. The male stepped on a stone that sat in the centre of the room, causing gears to grind as the walls opened up.

"So much equipment…" Aojirotora noted as the opened walls revealed weapons, armor and other useful shinobi equipment.

"We are a Hidden Village…one that has yet to have any battles since the attack on Konoha, so we've stacked up on our equipment rather quickly and I've decided it is time to use some of it. You might want to be quick about picking your items because you two must retrieve both Kaguya Kurohone and Setsuai Rinori." Kabuto stated as he walked out of the room to give his two new acquisitions the time to prepare.

"I see…" Aojirotora said to himself as he found some clothing to wear. He stuck to a kimono that was tied at the waist with a broad waistband as well as hakama pants that were wrapped from the knee to the ankle by a brown leather shin guard.

"What did you figure out?" Nukarukuma asked, fitting himself into a high and wide collar blue vest that sat over top of his black tee shirt. His lower half was covered by black sweat pants that were scrunched up at the base of his knees to allow for black shin guards that were like Aojirotora's. Looked to his choices for bags as he let Aojirotora consider whether or not Nukarukuma was ready to hear what he had to say.

"Isn't it obvious?" Aojirotora asked as Nukarukuma settled upon a double strap backpack. He watched as his dark friend stuffed shuriken, kunai, explosive tags, wire, makibishi, and hyourougan all at once.

"Don't try that bullshit on me. Tell me what you've figured out." Nukarukuma said as he put the backpack on, jumping a couple of times to see just how heavy it was on him. He seemed satisfied by its weight since he moved on, grabbing arm guards, which were placed on bandage wrapped fore arms, coming short of the metal-backed fingerless gloves.

"The obvious fact is that Orochimaru is gone." Aojirotora said as he watch Nukarukuma grab a couple of kodachi, putting one horizontally between his lower back and his backpack and the other was placed diagonally, peering over his right shoulder. He looked to Aojirotora, seeming rather pleased.

"And the other, less obvious fact is?" Nukarukuma asked, as Aojirotora kept his weapon choice simple. Shuriken, kunai and wires were all he took before both of them headed towards the exit of the weapon filled room.

"Kabuto's intentions…despite his appearances, I believe they are somewhat good." Aojirotora's unsure comment was met with laughter from Nukarukuma who wasn't one, like many others, who believed Kabuto had good intentions.

"You're fucked." The abrupt and blunt return forced Aojirotora to pause, as he looked at Nukarukuma's back. "You need to take that damn thing off your eyes because it is clouding your judgment, man. Since when did Kabuto have good intentions?" Nukarukuma continued to walk, speaking his mind, oblivious to the fact that Aojirotora had stopped walking.

"No, Nukarukuma-kun…I am serious. My judgment hasn't failed me. Kabuto's intentions are for the better, it is just that it is difficult for us to see, and that I don't know what exactly those intentions are." Aojirotora reassured himself before continuing to walk, catching up with Nukarukuma rather quickly as they found a rather unexpected short cut to the jail cells.

"If that's what you see, fine. But, let's not start talking shit like that out loud." Nukarukuma stated as they found themselves walking down several levels before reaching the one that had Setsuai Rinori listed as one of the floor residents.

"Agreed. I do not feel like listening to Rin-chan's angered disbelief about what I believe and know to be true." Aojirotora said as he walked slightly behind Nukarukuma. The darkly dressed and well-equipped male easily pulled off all of the tags that held Rinori prisoner before opening it up.

"Ay, Rinori, get up." Nukarukuma ordered from the bars. He received nothing in response, prompting him to trudge into the cell, feeling its spell having an effect on his walking.

"Cretin, this is not the time to sleep. We still need to retrieve Kurohone." Aojirotora remained outside of the cell, calling to Rinori as Nukarukuma went into deal with him personally. If there was anyone within their group that could make the normally cool Nukarukuma burn with annoyance and anger, it was Rinori.

"Ay, man, I called to you. Get your ass up!" Nukarukuma didn't hesitate to launch a fist towards Rinori's uncovered face. However, the cheap shot never met its target as Rinori's hand shot up, surprising both Aojirotora and Nukarukuma. The orange haired male held onto Nukarukuma's once approaching fist rather easily, sitting up and scratching his head.

"Hey Nu-chan. Thought you could pull a fast one on me, huh?" Rinori kept his grip on Nukarukuma as he remained seated on the cot. "Just remember, fire owns ic-"

"Shut up and move!" Rinori had no chance of finishing off his half of the conversation, feeling Nukarukuma's annoyance on full tilt as the male freed his hands rather easily to grab hold of Rinori's exposed wrist and pulling him up with all the strength of a bear.

"Whoa-!" Rinori couldn't help but lose balance after being forced to his ill-prepared feet. The inevitable was his body finding its way to the wall opposite his cot.

"Shit! Braids, I was just playing!" Rinori countered as he slowly arose from the ground, rubbing more than just his hurt shoulder. "So damn vio- hey, Ao-chan is here." Rinori said, forgetting about the damage dealt by Nukarukuma and exiting the cell. He was rather cautious about it, not wanting to relive the shock he received the last time he was absent minded about the bars.

"Would you quit admiring the metal work and get moving. We still need to re-"

"You sang that song already, Blindy. Take up a new song." Rinori said waving Aojirotora off as Nukarukuma exited the cell. Aojirotora had not taken the interruption well, more so than the name he received and it showed as he came closer to Rinori.

Listen, Rin-baka. If you wish to be in pieces, by all means, let me know. I will not hesitate to grant you that wish, because I'd be more than happy to break you. And, in case you have forgotten, I see perfectly fine. You would know that if your small brain had any knowledge of my family. Other than that, let's go." Aojirotora finalized his speech with a poke to Rinori's chest, which the orange haired teenager didn't appreciate.

'Hey, Blindy, what family would that be?" Rinori asked with a semi-rough slap on the back. Nukarukuma came in behind them, shaking his head in disapproval of what Aojirotora said.

"The same one he doesn't want us to associate him with. Jackass."

"Nu-chan, who you calling a jackass?" Rinori asked as they quickly found their way to the staircase. They didn't have to check the prisoner lists beside the doors to know where their last partner was.

"Both of you retards." Nukarukuma stated as he continued on past the stopped Aojirotora and Rinori. The orange haired male looked to the silken black haired male beside him, fully ignoring the insult that had been handed to him and the one he stood next to.

"You never really told me what family you came from. I thought we were buddies, Ao-chan." Despite the way in which he referred to Aojirotora, it was well known that the group of four had been long time friends ever since they met up in Otogakure.

"Hyuuga." Aojirotora sighed, not wanting to have Rinori pester him about it at a less opportune moment.

"Hey, that's your family? They're in the Le-"

"I know where they are Rinori. Let's just continue with getting Kurohone so that we can move on with this mission." Aojirotora said as he quickly followed after Nukarukuma who was already freeing Kurohone.

"Hey, mission?! Is that where you got the clothes and the rest of your gear?" Rinori asked, jumping down an entire flight of stairs to get back behind Aojirotora who was then walking through the door to find more people than he expected to find on the level.

"Hey…" Rinori managed to whisper to himself as he looked at Kabuto, Nukarukuma, Kurohone and four others he had never met before. He approached them hesitantly, unsure of whether the gathering was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Well, hurry up Rinori-chan." Kabuto's statement forced Rinori to realize that he remained alone, not far from the door as everyone else had began to walk towards the opposite end of the staircase Rinori and Aojirotora came from.

"Don't call me that crap." Rinori growled as he joined with the group as the headed into an elevator. "Since when did this dungeon have an elevator? I've only seen the stairs used." The male noted as he entered the elevator, which was fully capable of holding double the amount of people currently on it. Rinori's hands noted unfamiliar writings upon the walls of the machine, causing Nukarukuma to give him cut eye. "What?"

"Forget about the elevator, idiot. We have more important things to deal with now." A female ninja said as she pushed aside an orange streak within her brown hair. Rinori could easily tell that she was most likely of equal age however; her behaviour was that of someone older, someone who could be considered more mature. It was a poorly made pretence that the male caught but wouldn't be able to say it in such a way. He chose to ignore her, focussing instead on the other present female.

"…" Her silver eyes were as blank as Rinori's recollection of Aojirotora's own eyes. This stirred up the unguided curiosity that followed his next choice of words.

"Are you from the Hyuuga?" The orange-haired male asked with all the sincerity of a young child but his question went verbally unanswered. The one he spoke to frowned before turning away slowly to place her focus elsewhere. "Hey, I'm ta-"

"Enough." Kabuto kept Rinori from continuing his nonsensical conversation as they arrived on the proper floor. He also managed keeping Aojirotora from jumping the talkative male out of sheer annoyance.

Kabuto led the group from the elevator doors into a room that Nukarukuma and Aojirotora were familiar with. The Hyuuga and the dark one were quick to take up the seats they had occupied on their first visit to the room. This left the older ninjas to stand at each side of Kabuto who was seated at his more luxurious chair at the end of the oval table. Both females sat close to Kabuto, one on either side of him while Kurohone and Rinori chose to sit across from Aojirotora and Nukarukuma.

"Kabuto-sama, are you sure you wish to go through with this?" the ninja on Kabuto's right broke the silence as quietly as he could, putting Kabuto's intentions in question. Aojirotora had noticed that the man was somewhat unsure of something himself but what it was had remained an unknown.

The Hyuuga had been evaluating the newest members of Kabuto's posse and hand come to the conclusion that even though these two older male ninjas who were stand wore the Sound soldier attire, their abilities hovered around those of a Jounin. More importantly, however, were the two females that sat closest to Kabuto. After stealing several glances at both of them behind is eye covering, Aojirotora came to a conclusion that had been decided the moment he began to evaluate them. They were low level Chuunin. They didn't have the composure of the other two or the "ill-prepared air" about them like a Genin had; they also seemed to lack the "readability" of a Genin ruling out that level completely.

"Welcome." Kabuto pulled the individuals away from their thoughts with a softly spoken introduction. The man chose to ignore the ninja on his right in a display of pure confidence within his planning. It led Aojirotora to realize that the confidence Kabuto had shown since he released them was not a show of bravado. The Jounin at his either side of him were nothing to the centre-seated ninja. However, he was, by no means at the level of Orochimaru; instead his power lay somewhere below that. "I will be quick about this because we must move quickly." Kabuto began.

"Move fast to where?" Rinori didn't care about how uncalled for his interruption was; the desire to know where he was going after just being freed was most important to him. He dreaded the idea of simply being moved out of his confined prison cell only to find out that he was going to be moved into another one of Orochimaru's hideouts within the Rice Country where he would be prisoner once again. The fact that everyone except himself and Kurohone made him worry a lot that he should have.

"Let me finish and you will find out." Kabuto snarled. He had expected Rinori to speak out, but even knowing it would happen beforehand didn't change his reaction. The small withdrawal that Kabuto caught Kurohone making didn't sit well with him after he snapped. Kurohone was a recreated Kaguya all off his own making. With the fatal disease absent as well as the psychotic desire to fight, Kurohone was as docile and shy as they came. But, he was loyal through and through. Of all of his subjects, Kabuto liked Kurohone the most. He had choices too; everyone at the table had been a subject of his at some point in time, but none came out as Kurohone did, especially when comparing Kurohone to Rinori. "Kurohone-kun, make sure Rinori doesn't have another outburst while I speak." Kabuto ordered, causing the hunched over Kurohone to sit upright, looking at Kabuto with a gaze that only moments ago would have been unbelievable on him.

"Yes, Kabuto-sama." No one in the room could simply dismiss the saluted and honourable response the Kaguya gave Kabuto. It replayed within all their minds like an echo from hell. Nukarukuma cringed at the sound as he looked at his friend, shaking his head slightly in disappointment. The look Nukarukuma received seemed to be that of a blossoming child, still wrapped in pleasing his parents.

"He needs to fight…" Nukarukuma muttered under his breath. Aojirotora was the only one who caught the quiet words and below his nose, a half-smile formed on the side opposite Kabuto so that only those across from him and to his right, could catch the expression.

"Thank you, Kurohone-kun." Kabuto said with pleasure. He seemed to relax almost instantly, as if he had been injected with drugs. Clearly, if Rinori was the pain, Kurohone was the needed painkiller.

A nod from Kurohone confirmed that it was time to proceed with the brief discussion.

"I will start with something that takes precedence over all other information." Kabuto's tone had changed, becoming more rigid and direct in sound. Everyone else understood that this had to have been something big. "I may have told some of you that Orochimaru has gone away somewhere, or something to that effect. As I'm sure most of you have figured out, that was a lie. Orochimaru is no longer with us, and may never return." He stopped there, looking each person in the eye; Aojirotora may have had his eyes covered, but Kabuto is skilled. The man was able to look at the centre of Aojirotora's eyes simply by looking at his facial features and proportions. It required no facial recollection for Kabuto to have his eyes look into Aojirotora's. "As many of you know, Sasuke had been Orochimaru's latest, and most likely, his greatest subject. However, a few weeks ago the young Uchiha decided to oust Orochimaru at our leader's most feeble of moments. Orochimaru found it an opportune chance to take over Sasuke-kun's body but that did not work out. As I saw it, Sasuke-kun suppressed Orochimaru's Jutsu, and as a result, suppressed Orochimaru, leaving him as nothing more than a soul trapped within Sasuke. Then he left." Kabuto said. His eyes travelled over to Rinori who was beginning to open his mouth, but as one of Kurohone's ribcage bones shot out, coming right in front of Rinori's chest, causing the male to suddenly slam his mouth shut and look straight ahead. Nukarukuma met Rinori's stone-faced gaze, giving a mocking smirk at the orange-haired teenager for his weakness.

"Grow a backbone." Nukarukuma stated, causing the girls to snicker at Rinori's expense. The male could only glare back knowing that any verbal return was likely to irritate Kabuto, and if Kabuto were irritated, Kurohone would address it appropriately.

"With Orochimaru effectively pulled out of existence, I have taken over as leader." Kabuto continued, He clasped his hands on the table, resting them just ahead of his chin after leaning forward. The rest of the group took this as a sign that they were approaching the more interesting aspect of the conversation. "With me as leader, I've been finding it difficult to go through with Orochimaru's shady plans without him at the present, thanks to his criminal status within most of the countries around us. So, I've decided to take another route." He let that sink in within everyone's mind, knowing that those who weren't in the know where making the best conclusions they could. Kabuto considered who would like figure out what his decision was but found that it wasn't fair to guess. Only one person was likely to figure out, given the few words that he had spoken. "I'm sure you've gotten some idea as to where this is heading, Aojirotora-kun." The blindfolded male had been looking at the edge of the table in front of Kurohone who was across from him, taking in only words. He slowly raised his head up to 'look' at Kabuto. A simple nod was all he gave, leaving the talking to Kabuto who smiled in return.

"Going to the Leaf…" Nukarukuma muttered. He too was looking at the table, but didn't bother raising his head when he spoke out what he considered to be the plan. Kabuto looked at him, raising an eyebrow out of pure surprise. Everyone else, not counting the Jounin, looked at Nukarukuma and then Kabuto in confusion knowing that they were pretty much all criminals in the eyes of Konoha.

"Well, Nukarukuma-kun. Your insight is rather intriguing. Yes, my plan is to not simply 'go to the Leaf". But it has a lot to do with our trip to that nation." Kabuto pulled back in his chair as if to relax after a tense debate. "Without Orochimaru-sama present, I'm unable to obtain the many subjects that I would like in order to advance my studies and such. So, I decided to forget about Orochimaru's plans, as well as the ones that I had that coincided with his own. Taking that route would be stupidly ineffective since the power of this nation left with Orochimaru. We will take a little journey to Konoha where we will meet the Hokage and further discuss what is to happen to our nation of Sound." Kabuto then got up, the Jounin standing to attention as he walked away from his throne-like seat to stop at the door. "Gather whatever items you may want to take with you because we are all leaving within the hour. We are expected within three days so do not delay. If we don't make it in time, the Hokage will not hesitate to take that as a sign of us plotting and have us annihilated." Kabuto then disappeared in a cloud of leaves along with his Jounin-level guards.

"Fuck."

"Why are you cussing for?" Nukarukuma had to strain his neck to look at Rinori who was the first to get up, standing inside the room where he had gotten his items along with Aojirotora.

"There's just so much shit that I don't know what I want." Rinori said as Kurohone stood beside him, dressed almost exactly as Sasuke dressed except for the massive rope, which had been replaced by a deep blue waistband. "Hey, Bones, get some weapons." Rinori said plainly as he looked at his slightly shorter friend. The grey haired male looked at Rinori, shaking his head.

"I-I don't need them. I'm a weapon…" he said, sounding as small as a mouse. Rinori shuddered, understanding the various weapons Kurohone could summon. Sliding away he took up all the weapons Nukarukuma had minus the swords, noting that he wouldn't need them.

"I rarely agree with him but, Nukarukuma-kun, do you really need those swords?" the blindfolded male had wanted to ask earlier but held an amount of respect for Nukarukuma and his decisions, thinking the dark male would find a use for the weapons. But, since Rinori, a male who'd find use for the useless said it was a questionable decision in his own way, Aojirotora had to evaluate his own decision of letting it go.

"Both of you need to mind your own." Nukarukuma got up, testing the weight of his backpack once more before heading towards the exit. He would have made it their comfortably, if it weren't for his swords, which flew away from him along with their sheathes.

"I don't think this is the time to have these weapons with you." Everyone looked at the girl with orange streaks in her hair with a little more than surprise.

What? If that was speed, I didn't even catch her moving from Nukarukuma's back to the seat. Aojirotora was the first to manage a thought appropriate to the situation.

"Bitch." Nukarukuma didn't wait for any thought to come to him, taking up an impulsive mindset that resulted in him pulling a kunai from his backpack and launching it at the girl.

And that'll do for now. I've never made a chapter this excruciatingly long but, hey, I wanted to get this all done in the beginning. Next chapter, I continue from where I left off. Don't hesitate to read and review. Peace

NAMES:

Hyuuga (unknown to me, look it up) Aojirotora (white and blue tiger)

Shimoboon (Frost Born) Nukarukuma (Slushy Bear)

Kaguya (unknown…) Kurohone (Blackbone)

Setsuai (Deep love) Rinori (companion weave)