Shiro:Yey, this is my first fanficton Ever ! And I will so enjoy writing this.
Mysterious person: But gaki ,they won't enjoy reading it!
Shiro: That's what you think.
Mysterious person: I don't think, I know so. And if they say they like it, their faking.
Shiro: What was that Jairya, I didn't hear you, pulling a liter out of his pocket .
Jairya: What are you deaf now, I said they won't like it!
Shiro: We'll see about that, throwing the lighter towards a pile of books.
Jairya: Is That?
Shiro: Yep!
Jairya: Please NO, Not my Icha Icha Gold Edition.
Shiro: If you say this story is better than Icha Icha, then I'll put the fire out
Jairya: Never, Icha Icha is the pinnacle of Human achievement, The monument to all Mankind.
Shiro: Oh well, I feel sorry for all the perverts who loved reading Icha Icha
Jairya: My precious Books,My love, My life's work. NOOOOOOOOO!
Somewhere in soul society, dude did you hear that? No man , just your imagination,
hurry up before, Zenpachi-taicho kills us. Too Late.
Shiro: Anyways: I don't own Naruto, Bleach,Ragnarök, Rave Master, Batman or Pokegirls. Enjoy.
Human Speech: I love Pizzzzzza!
Dimension Beasts: Shut up!
Mind Speech:Why?
Sukebe's Redemption
In a night , where the wind is still, the air is warm an the peace from the past war still lingers. The battle for two world's will begin and redemption will unfold. Unknown to those who sleep amongst the leaves, their destinies will be unveiled and their part in a game not known to them, will be the start of something magnificent yet tragic. The past mistakes of two men will bring forth the birth of two of the greatest warriors, the world has ever seen and the darkest hearts the the two worlds will ever know. A boy born in a village hated for something out of his control, loved by noone, hated by all, only accepted by the very thing for which, he was hated for. Hoping for something that he has never had and that he may never will: A Family. The other found as a baby by feral creatures and raised as one of their own. Learning their ways, their tendencies, their delights, their pains and never once meeting another like himself. At least people who did not see him as a science experiment and breeding factory. And these are the ones who have to save us all.
