HELLO EVERYONE,

HERE IS THE NEW CHAPTER OF WAVE DESTINY, A THANKS TO MY BETA, BOTH OF THEM AND TO EVERYONE OF YOU WHO CONTINUE TO FOLLOW THIS STORY. AND WITHOUT ANY MORE DELAYS HERE IS THE STORY.

ENJOY...

"Shinobi" – Regular Speech

'Shinobi' – Regular Thought

'Shinobi' – Premonition/ Flashback

"Shinobi" – Shout / Jῡtsu / Demon / Monster Speech

'Shinobi' – Demon / Monster Thought

Shinobi – Station of a Place or Time

* Story Start *

CHAP 3

Halliwell Mansion - San Francisco - 1998

Lazily lying on the couch, in a rare moment of free time, Prue absently turned the channel on the TV without really watching them, her mind lost in remembrance the shocking revelations of the past days…

* Flashback On *

"Naruto?". hearing his name being called, he looked behind his shoulder at the amused look on Victor face and the incredulous, disbelieving one of his daughters. 'Uhrg…Troublesome' he thought to himself.

"Hai, Prue-Sama?" replied our blonde hero tilting his head.

"Where were you the whole time?" asked Prue, still in shock, from the event of the day.

Yet it was her father that answered her question: "Naruto was watching over you and your sisters; as was his duty…I understand that you have questions, and you will have answers, but I think it's better if we all sit down to talk, don't you think?"

"Ok?" replied Prue, simply overwhelmed by the shock of the morning.

Once again the sisters and their father, found themselves sitting in the living room, like the night before yet this time without the nervous tension. Naruto stood before them, hands clasped together behind him, straight back and unreadable look on his face.

Noticing how his daughters were starting to fidget; Victor has to suppress a small smile as his thoughts wandered : 'Naruto had the same effect on me, the first time I saw him in his uniform'.

Taking pity on them, he broke the now uncomfortable silence: "I think a hot tea now, would be appreciated, don't you think so?"

"Uhm…yeah"."Ok"."mhh" were the mumbled response of his daughters.

"As my Ladies and Lord command" replied the blond as he blurred slightly around the edges.

Their eyes widening as four more blonds, wearing the same exact clothes, the same exact face and the same exact look in their eyes, stepped out from his shadow. Ignoring the startled and incredulous expression of the sisters, the four copies darted away before returning a moment later, with four cups of tea.

Taking the tea offered, the three sisters watched with wonder, as the copies of Naruto fell back into the shadows.

"Shadow Clones". Turning to Victor, they watched as he calmly sips his tea, his eyes alight with mirth.

"Shadow Clones?" asked Phoebe, with excitement in her voice. Her delight in discovery and learning magic shining through.

"Kage Bunshin no Jutsu (影分身の術) or Shadow Clone Technique; creates corporeal copies of the user, capable of performing techniques on their own and can even bleed, but will usually disperse after hit by a strong enough force.

The clones can also disperse on their own or be dispelled by the user of the technique. Shadow clones are also able to think for themselves" explain Naruto, like duplicating himself was a everyday business.

"Whoah" replied Piper, astonished. "Thank you" replied the blond with a nod.

"That was the same reaction when he first explained it to me…your mother never let me live it down" added Victor with a fond smile on his face, his eyes looking into something only he could see.

"Do you know Naruto?" questioned Prue with a raised eyebrow, taking a sip of tea.

"Know him? It's better to say that HE knows me…Who do you think was protecting your mother, while she was growing up?" answered Victor laughing, even as his daughters nearly choke on their tea.

"Wait what?" reply Prue coughing, trying to ignore the smug smile on her fathers face. "How old are you?"

"My My…don't you know it's rude to ask a man his age, Prue-Sama?" replied Naruto with a teasing smile.

Fighting not to blush, Prue send him, a glare even if her effort was wasted by her father's laughter. Chuckling to himself, our blond hero reply: "DING~DONG"

* Flashback Off *

'What?' thought Prue, waking up from her daydream, before the front door bell ring again. Walking to the front door, she opened it blinking up in surprise: "Andy, hy"

Inspector Andrew Trudeau, Andy for the friend, smile to his 'semi-girlfriend' and said: "I was no where near the neighbourhood, thought I'd stop by."

"Honest man, I like that." She said with a smile, before moving aside, letting him in. "So, um, I had a great time last night." she finished with a sly smile.

"Yeah, me too. But I forgot to give you something very important." he said, taking out a small sky blue square box, giving it to her. "Happy birthday."

"But it's not my birthday until next week." replied Prue with a smile, trying to reach it, before Andy pull it away. With a smile he give it to her: "Consider this a preview."

Opening it, Prue took out a small key, looking at Andy she murmur: "It's a Key…"

"To the Calistoga Spa. We leave Friday night after work. Don't worry, I got us adjoining rooms." replied Andy, answering her implied question.

"Adjoining rooms?" said Prue, with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, I wouldn't want to assume something I'm not supposed to be assuming. Although, it has been over a month since we... then decided to take it slow, but no pressure. I just want to be with you, away, together. Think about it." answer Andy with a small teasing smile.

With a sly, small, smile she say: "Ok…"

Learning over he kissed her, trying to express his growing love for her, with a lingering butterfly kiss he whispers: "Let me know. Bye." before leaving.

Gently closing the door, Prue smiled to herself, before murmuring: "Happy birthday to me."

Unidentified House - San Francisco - 1998

"Give me a break, mum." say a black haired, oriental descendance, man with a smile towards his mothers. Keeping a smile on his face, he move to take the happy birthday balloon from his mum; trying to suffer under her mother fussing.

"There are a lot of hungry spirits out there, Mark." reply his mother in chinese.

"You're like the Chinese Shirley MacLaine, you know that?" reply the now identify Mark, with a roll of his eyes.

"Better safe than sorry." she reply with a fond smile.

"I'll risk it." he reply with a huff.

"You should have more respect for ghosts, Mark. If your grandmother were here…" say her mother, before her son stop her. "She'd warn me about all the evil spirits walking the streets in Chinatown, I know, I know."

Taking the amulet that she gift to her son, a guardian spirit, from the hook next to the door she give it to him, saying: "You should take this for protection."

With an exaggerated roll of his eyes, Mark put it back: "Maybe the ghosts need protection from me." kissing her cheek he continue. "I'll be okay, mum. I'm 23 now. I can take care of myself, okay." handing her the balloon, he murmur: "I gotta go."

"Happy Birthday, Mark." she say with a last hug. "Thanks" murmur Mark with a last smile.

Chinatown Market Place - San Francisco - 1998

Walking in the crowded street of one of the many Chinatown market place, Mark slip in and out of the crow, greeting an older woman behind a fruit stand, he enter an alley trying to use the usual shortcut.

He never notice the thug that following behind him, until he was blocked by the rest of the gang and backed to the wall. "Is this the guys." asked the first thug to his boss.

"That's him." answer the leader with a cruel grin. "Is today your birthday?" he ask Mark with a mocking grin.

"Who are you? What do you want?" asked a frighten Mark.

"You. Make a wish." reply the leader, before taking out a gun from his jacked and shooting Mark in the head. As his body fall to the ground, Mark spirit left his body, looking around with confusion he could only watch in growing horror as the gang leader put a ring on Mark body.

"What are you doing? Hey, wait. NOOOOOOOOOO!" shout Mark as he watched his body engulfed in flames. The acid smell of burning flesh fills the air.

Kitchen Room - Halliwell Mansion - San Francisco - 1998

Piper was looking around the kitchen, checking that everything was in order for her big sister birthday, opening a drawer she found the birthday invitation that her sister Phoebe has to send out.

With a huff she start to put it inside the envelopes, murmuring under her breath about younger sister and their affidability. Just then, the subject of her rumbling come in and chirped "Good morning."

Noticing the invitation Phoebe ask: "What are you doing? Prue's coming down. Put that away."

With a pointed look at her youngest sister, she murmur: "Phoebe, you were supposed to send these invitations last week, the party is Friday."

"We're right on schedule. The restaurant is reserved, the menu selected, the cake has been ordered." reply her sister with a startled look, while they hide the invitation back into the drawer.

"That's because I did all those things. At least tell me you've managed to buy Prue something other than your traditional birthday gift." reply Piper smoothing the the creases of her purple open sweater.

"What's my traditional gift?" asked Phoebe with a startled look on her face, playing with the helm of her grey short blouse.

"A card, three days late." reply Piper with a pointed look.

"Yeah, well, I decided to break that tradition and start a new one." say Phoebe with a mysterious smile.

"You bought Prue a gift? Where did you get the money to pay for it?" asked Piper with a raised eyebrow, curious despite herself. Yet before her sister could respond Prue come in, a black sweater drape on a black~is t-shirt that alluded the curves of her body, all complemented by a grey shift dress. She greet her sister with a happy good morning.

"Good morning. Hey, I forgot to ask; how was your date with Andy?" asked Phoebe, leaning on the table, head supported on a hand smiling evocatively.

"Great, until he asked me to spend my birthday at a spa with him." reply Prue taking a small bottle of orange juice from the fridge.

"Oh, I hate when they do that." was the sarcastic reply of her sister Phoebe, before she share a meaningful glance with Piper.

"For this weekend? You didn't say yes, did you?" asked Piper with a small note of alarm in her voice.

"Well, my body did... screamed it actually. But I don't know, I just have to think about it." reply Prue, with a shrug.

"A weekend of rest, rubdowns and room service. What's to think about?" reply Phoebe with a dreamy look on her face, before Piper smack a notepad on the table, remembering her of the party. "I mean, uh, you could be right. Going away with a guy, is like…"

"It's like bringing them home to meet the parents. It changes everything. And if you're not sure if you're ready to make a commitment or not, you know, you don't wanna send the wrong signal." add Piper with a small nervous laugh, scratching her cheek.

"Plus, you need a week to prepare for a weekend away. I mean, there's lingerie shopping, waxing, manicure, pedicure. I mean, it's basically a full-time job and you've already got one. So you'll never be ready, not even if you started packing this second." said Phoebe with an afterthought.

"Wow" murmur Piper, ignoring the half amused, half intrigue look that Prue send her.

"Bottom line, unless you're ready to put your toothbrush next to his, you shouldn't go." finish Phoebe without looking up from her nails.

"You guys aren't trying to plan another surprise party for me, are you?" asked Prue with a small smile

"No, never." say Piper with a smile.

"No, we've given up on trying to surprise you, Prue." add Phoebe with a small laugh.

"Well, that's good because you both know how much I hate surprises." reply Prue before exiting the kitchen.

"Damn it, Phoebe. If you had sent Andy his invitation we wouldn't be in this mess." hissed Piper to her sister.

"Okay, what are you talking about? You heard Prue, she doesn't want a party. So you should be glad that I flaked, besides, you know as well as I do, she's gonna go away with Andy. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a present to pay for. Which means I have a job interview." reply Phoebe before walking out the kitchen, leaving a grumbling Piper behind.

Hotel Neptune - San Francisco - 1998

Walking side by side the director of the Neptune Hotel, Phoebe had to keep a firm hold of her nerve, she really need this job and the money for her sister present wouldn't hurt much. It wouldn't hurt at all. Absently playing with the helm of her dress, she listen as the hotel manager Frank, Friz, Francis no: Frankie, spoke: "You know why our hotel does psychic readings at the bar, it's kind of a trademark."

"Well, that's why I'm here. I saw your ad in the Chronicle. I am a natural born psychic." she say, with a smile, noticing the almost snobbish way he smooth the the creases of his black tailored suit.

"Yeah, right. What's your act? Tea leaves, tarot cards, crystal balls, what?" he ask in a superior way.

"No, I can see the future." she reply, with a more forced smile. "I mean, I can't always see it, I never actually know when it's gonna work. Usually when I touch someone or I'm in the same general area as them. It's kinda hard to explain." she finish feeble way.

"Next!" he say, with a mocking smile, moving to the others participant. With a small cry of "NO" Phoebe stop him from walking off, triggering a vision on her own.

"Wait, Frankie, hold it…I…I see it." say Phoebe, sharing her vision. "You're having dinner with a blonde woman, she's gorgeous, all over you." Frankie look at her, with the corner of his eyes, intrigue. "Then some red head shows up. You look surprised. Ooh, she looks pissed. Your wife?" she finish with a teasing smile.

"When can you start?" replied Frankie, finally turning around.

Prue's Office - Bucklands - San Francisco - 1998

Prue love her job, she love spend the days immersed in the majesty of the art works from different historical periods, she love watching the amazement on the face of everyday people as they gaze upon the wonder age long past.

So it's was understandable that Prue was a little irritated as she listen to her sister Piper at the phone, while gazing upon a eighteenth century painting.

"So have you made up your mind about Calistoga?" she heard Piper ask.

"I don't know, I keep thinking it's a bad idea but then I think well what's the big deal? It's not like we haven't already slept together." she replied gently setting down the painting on her desk.

"I think you should go... on Saturday." say Piper

"On Saturday, why? Piper, you promised no surprise party" replied Prue, taking off her glasses, before rub the bridge of her nose.

"It's not what you think. It's Phoebe. She bought you a present." replied Piper with a small note of pleading in her voice.

"Phoebe doesn't give presents, she gives cards three days late." pointed out Prue, astonished.

"No this year. Surprise. And she really wants to give it to you on Friday. So could you please just ask Andy about leaving on Saturday instead?" replied Piper absently putting the last invitation into the envelop.

"You have no idea how much Phoebe has put herself through. She even…" trailed off Piper, noticing a 'Psychics Wanted' ad circled in the paper, taking a deep breath she finish. "she even got a job and everything."

"Okay, I'll ask, if I decide to go. So what kind of job did Phoebe get?" asked a curious Prue.

"Don't know. Gotta go. Ciao." replied Piper before she hung up. Looking at the ad she could only huff in powerless rage.

Neptune Hotel - San Francisco - 1998

In the middle of the ostentatious hotel hall, between row of chairs and bar counter, stood an extravagant poster screaming to the heaven of the new psychic: "The Amazing Phoebe ~ psychic revelation".

A nearly life size photo of Phoebe, dressed in pink over the top genie costume, wink to the public as the real Phoebe was sitting in a small bar table, telling a woman about her future. Eyes shout.

"You're in a large room with lots of other people. Lots of other women." say Phoebe

"Go on." replied the woman, intrigue.

"You're standing on a podium, no wait, you're on a scale." continue Phoebe, before giggling. "It's a Weight Watchers meeting. Ooh, honey, it looks like you've gained some weight." she finish with a smile

"That's impossible. I only cheated once this week." say the woman, with a cry of outrage.

"No, no, I'm not judging, I'm just seeing." add Phoebe

"You're a fraud, that's what you are. I've never been so insulted in my life. I want my $20 back." scream the woman, moving to the jar of money, before Phoebe move it away from her.

"No way. I saw you, you know I saw you." she said, watching the woman walk away Phoebe mutter. "Hey, if you want me to lie next time just say so."

"Problem in Paradise, Lady Phoebe" chuckle an amused voice behind her.

"Naruto?!" exclaimed a surprised Phoebe, turning around, coming face to face with our blonde hero. "Naruto, what are you doing here?" she ask.

"My Lady, It's my duty to keep watch over you…" he replied with an award winning smile. "You look even more beautiful in that dress" he add, eyes shining with intensity.

"Uhm…Thank you. You know, you can call me by my name, not this my Lady business. " she add with a playful smile, sitting down again. 'Damn, he's sooo Yummy" she thought, letting her eyes roam over him.

Clad in a tailored made black suit, silk white shirt, blood red tie and with his shining black shoes Naruto cut an imposing figure; his untamable blond hair, sky blue eyes and the whisker mark on his cheek seems only an addition to his sex appeal. She could stare his eyes all day long.

"See something you like Pho~e~be" whisper the blond hero hotly, enjoying the full body blush of the youngest Halliwell sister, as she tried desperately to say something, before taking pity of her and changing the conversation with a smile. "So how much for a try?" he asked, showing her his hand.

"You want me to look into your future?" replied Phoebe delightful surprise.

"I have nothing to hide from you and your sister, Phoebe." say Naruto, with a kind smile. "I have,do and will always stand by your side until you want me to" the intensity of the emotion in his eyes stole her breath away, and as he continued, he never realizes the effect his word has on her. "Ready to catch you if you fall, ready to lend you a shoulder to cry, ready to share your victory and your accomplishment… and even your Love"

Her mouth was slightly agape, Phoebe felt a shiver, that has nothing to do with the cold, that rocks her body, her heart was pounding excitedly while her blood was flowing overtime throughout her to stimulate every nerve. Shivering in delight, Phoebe lick her suddenly dry lips.

"Ahh…O-Ok" she says, cursing in her head, the light quiver of her voice.

Nothing could have prepare her for the share HEAT of the vision she experience…

* Premonition On *

With a dull 'THUMP' Phoebe was slam against the close door; hungry, frantic lips devoured her mouth, tongue clashing in a frenzy battle of supremacy. Throaty moan escape her as rough hands roam her body caressing, groping, exploring,dancing under her clothes memorizing every single, sweat, addicting detail of her.

"Oh Gods…Naruto" she cried out as his mouth trailed hot, burning kisses upon the weak spot on her neck, succking, biting until the mark of his possession, of his domination of her was burn onto her very skin. Hot breath hit her ear as the pawing beating of her heart, thundered inside her.

"You'remineminemineallmineMINE" he whispered between his tasting of her, between their passion: never stopping, never relenting until the fire burning inside them could be release. Phoebe hear the distant sound of clothes tearing, failing to the ground, only the shiver of the cold air on her hot and sweaty breast, clue her about her undress status.

She could feel his eyes burning as they took every single inch of her, her bra failing to hide her arousal nipple from his hungry gaze, with a scan of second the last piece of cloth saving her modesty joined the rest on the floor. Hot breath burn a wet trail on her skin as his mouth descending on her heavenly bosom, his lips close around her left nipple while one hand took care to entertain her right one tweaking, massaging and pulling it. The other busy playing with her buttcheck.

Phoebe was not idle during his exploration of her, his jacket lay on the floor, while his white shirt was ripped open to give her the opportunity to her hand to appreciate his perfect, sculpted body. Hard muscle coil under her fingers, hinting at the power they could unleash at will, power that would be use to take her to new height of pleasure.

Phoebe let her head fall on a sweat chest, strong and gentle arms, wrap around her tired yet satisfied body, a small loving smile blossom on her face as tender finger gost up and down her back, leaving goosebumps in their wake. God, she loved how tender he was with her after their intercourse, like she was the most fine chinese doll or like a priceless diamond: she feels completely,impossibly loved!

Feeling a gentle kiss being lay on her hair, she lifts her eyes, meeting the sky blue one of her lover as whisker cheek stretch in a beautiful smile and even as his blond hair stick to his forehead; she could say he never look more handsome. Laying a small tender kiss on his lips, she whisper: "I Love You Naruto…"

"I Love you too, Phoebe" he replied before descending to steal another kiss. Smiling Phoebe relish the taste of his lips, before a sly smile appear on her face, she asks "Even if you have to share me with my sisters?"

His chest rumble as he chuckle, with a delicate finger he move a lock of hair behind her ear, before gently lifting her chin so he could stare into her beautiful eyes, convey his love for her and her sisters as he whisper back.

"I know that our relationship it's strange Phoebe: with me sharing you and your sisters. Yet never doubt my love for you. I will gift you every single star in the sky if you only wish it. I will storm the gate of Heaven and Hell, if you ever were in danger…Nothing on this earth will ever stop me from loving you Phoebe! You're mine and I'm Yours." he finish with a breathtaking kiss.

* Premonition Off *

Phoebe moves her hand away, as if she had been burned. 'What was that' she thought, her mind busy replaying the nearly pornografic vision she just finished experience. Never noticing the pleased glint that flash in Naruto eyes.

"Everything ok, Phoebe?" asked our blond hero

"W~What?" replied Phoebe with a cracking voice. "Oh…Yeah, everyt-" "Phoebe!"

The youngest of the Halliwell sisters couldn't been happier to see Piper mark towards her, even if she was on a warpath, she need to think about her premonition. Quickly turning towards Piper she nervously say: "Piper! I am so busted, aren't I?"

"Ar-Naruto? what are you doing here?" asked Piper taken by surprise.

"I was keeping an eyes on your sister, Lady Piper."replied Naruto with a small gentle smile.

"Naruto you know that you can call us by our name." say Piper with a roll of her eyes, before rounding on her sister. "Wait…hold on! Phoebe, are you out of your mind, again?" thunder Piper.

"No, I'm The Amazing Phoebe." say's Phoebe with a now nervous smile on lips.

"This is not funny. Our po-" Piper trailer off, glancing around nervously, biting her lips. A comforting hand on her shoulder let her glance in Naruto direction as he spoke: "I have erected sound barrier, to others normal people, you are talking about a surprise spoiled."

"Thank You" reply Piper before resuming her tirade. "Our powers are supposed to be a secret, not a marketable job skill." she finish with an angry hiss.

"Relax. They didn't hire me because they think I'm a witch, they hired me because they think I'm a psychic." replied Phoebe trying to keep her sister from freaking out.

"Hair splitting. You know you can't use your powers for personal gain, not without consequences." said Piper.

"No, but it's for Prue, it's not for me, it's to pay for her present, it's completely selfless. Besides, this is the last place anyone would expect to find a real psychic, believe me. Tell her Naruto... " plea Phoebe

"Lad-" a glare from the two sisters give him pause, before he continue with a smile. "Piper, I can assure you that she's not in danger to be exposed and I made sure to keep an eyes on her." turning to Phoebe he continue.

"Phoebe. Your sisters is just afraid something could happen to you or your gift taken advantage off. Your power are affecting all your life, she's worried for you." he finished with a smile to both sisters.

Before either Piper or Phoebe could replied; his eyes sharpened and he jerked his head to the side, fixing his stare upon a black haired chinese man walking towards them. The stranger stopped a few steps away, before asking:

"Which one of you is the psychic?"

"She is."."I am" answer both sisters at the same time, a little wary.

"You can see me? Both of you?" replied the stranger astonished.

"All three of us" add Naruto, never taking his eyes from the man.

"Oh, thank God. I've tried communicating with every psychic in the city. You were my last chance." cried out the black haired stranger.

Before they could speak some more, Frankie the hotel manager come up to them, an annoyed expression on his face. "Phoebe, what are you doing? You've got customers waiting." he snapped.

"Okay, listen to me, I'm Mark and you're the only ones that can help me." plea Mark.

"Excuse us, we are trying to have an argument here." say Piper feed up with everything that was happening.

"Who are you?" asked Frankie surprise. Before Piper could snap at him, Naruto smoothly insert himself into the discussion.

"Naruto Uzumaki, pleasure to meet you." say our blond hero, offering his hand, with a friendly smile. "I have to say that your hotel it's one of the best I have ever had the pleasure to visit." noticing the pleased expression on the director's face,as he shake his hand, he finished with a flirty smile: "Your entertainment it's excellent and your new psychic is every bit talented as she's beautiful".

Ignoring the blush on Phoebe's face Naruto link arm with Piper, nodding to Frankie, he put a 100$ note into the jar before walking away, Mark on their heels.

Walking arm in arm with Naruto,Piper has to fight down the blush that was threatening to escape; his body seems to exude a warm aura, not to mention she could steal a feel of his steel muscles hiding under his clothes.

Yet all good things come to an end, in this case in the form of the an annoying chinese man. "Please, I'm begging you, I was murdered last night, I can prove it." shout Mark.

"Stop harassing me, buddy." snapped Piper, before she feel Naruto interlock his finger with hers, squeezing tenderly. He pull Piper towards him, until his hot breath tickle her ear as he whisper: "Breathe Piper, deep breath."

Ignoring her body delight shivering, she took his advice, breathing deeply feeling once again in control of herself. Seeing her nod, Naruto turn to Mark and say: "You have 60 second to convince us to help you, ghost".

"Ghost?"/"You know?" ask both Piper and Mark unbelieving.

Quake - San Francisco - 1998

Prue walk inside the Quake, searching for Andy, moving in and out of the crow she finally spot him sitting on a table with a stunning blond woman, happily flirting with him. Grinding her teeth, she square her shoulder and mark to their table.

"Hi" she greet with false cheerful

"Prue." say Andy, a half guilty, half embarrassing expression on his face.

"Um, I tried calling the station house for you, they said that you would probably be here." she say, before turning to the woman and greeting her with a hurried "Hi"

"Oh, Prue, this is, um…" say Andy, not sure how to explain it to Prue without being slap.

"Susan. Susan Trudeau. Nice to meet you. Pleasure." finish Susan, offering her hand with a smile.

"Trudeau. Sister?" asked Prue with a raised eyebrow.

"No, actually…" stammer Andy.

"Wife." finish Susan with a small smug smile.

With a forced smile Prue walk away, ignoring Andy plea to stop and let him explain.

"Ex-wife. Prue, wait, I can explain." he tried to say. "Don't bother." she mutter

"It's not what you think…" he plea; but Prue was not in the mood to listen to weak excuse, with a small burst of power, the dessert trolley roll in front of Andy, tripping him over and showering his with food to the laughter of the restaurant.

Night Time - Chinatown - San Francisco - 1998

Naruto, Piper and Mark were walking down an alley in Chinatown, the spirit guiding the other two to his murder scene. Piper could tighten her hold on Naruto arm, the downtown of Chinatown at night were not a nice place: garbages, rats, vent gas linger in the air together the foul stench of industrial waste.

"Thanks for helping me." say Mark

"When you wouldn't leave my doorstep, you didn't leave me much of a choice. Maybe this isn't such a good idea." murmur Piper, tiptoeing around a puddle.

"Don't worry Piper, nothing will ever touch you, I will protect you" he whisper, gently moving a lock of hair, behind her ear. Blushing furiously Piper could only turn her face away, murmuring a soft "Thank You" she continue to follow Mark, absently hearing his concern.

"Please, I don't have much time. Somebody has to find my body before it's too late."

"Too late for what?" asked Piper.

"Yama, the chinese gatekeeper of hell, during the Thowhoi (that's the name for the Opening of the Gate of Hell), this hunter of spirit, good or evil, of the recently deceased and drag them to hell if they're not buried in time…" supplied Naruto with an annoyed tone of voice, ignoring the awe look send his way.

"Just as he say, If the gatekeeper, Yama, catches my soul before my body's properly buried, he'll take me to hell forever." reply Mark with a half incredulous half terrified look on his face.

"But you said you were murdered. How can...?" ask Piper

"Yama don't care if you're guilty or not…only of soul." reply Naruto, his eyes searching the shadow. Ignoring the half muttered "I should have listen to my mother" of his ghost companion; he stop having spot the burn remain of Mark body. "Is that you?" he ask.

Following his gaze Piper let out a strangle scream, before Naruto hide her face on his chest soothingly rubbing her back, it's was not everyday that you see a burn corpe. And nothing, nothing could prepare you to see it.

All that was left of the skin was a black cracked charcoal cocoon, blood and organ boiled and bubbled from the high heat, ash was the only remainder of clothes. The stink of cooked meat that pervaded the air was so stingin to make their eyes water.

"Is that you?" asked Piper in a small voice.

Yet before Mark could respond the gatekeeper Yama appear in the distance; clad in a demonic black armor, red eyes shining like rubies, from below the visor of his horned helmet, atop his trusty steed, red cloak wrap upon his shoulder Yama painted every bit of a demoniac knight as he was portraying in the story.

"Yama!" Shout Mark in fright, taking a few step back.

"Yama? Run." replied Piper

"It's too late. You better go. Run!" say Mark with false bravado.

Naruto could only sigh as he hug Piper tighter close to him, before raising his right hand to Yama and intoning: "Shinra Tensei (神羅天征- Heavenly Subjugation of the Omnipresent God)"

The effect couldn't be more visible, a visible wall of gravitational force shoot forward generating from his hand, perfectly focused at Yama, slamming him and his mount, around like a rag doll sending him away and buying them precious time. Lowering his eyes to the astonished witch in his arms Naruto say:

"Piper, freeze him!"

With a nod Piper use her power, encasing the gatekeeper, into a prison of stilled time.

"What happened?" asked Mark disbelieving.

"Piper power of Molecular Immobilization can freeze spirit. And as time pass and her power grow and mature, she could even stop a meteor from falling." replied Naruto sending a proud smile to Piper.

"Oh, Ok…So for how long, will he stay…freeze?" ask Mark nearly catatonic.

"Not long, it's better move" say Naruto, before putting a hand to Mark shoulder, teleporting all three of them out of there, letting in their wake only falling leaves. And just in time…

Yama broke through the magic binding and look around him before his eyes shine green and his form fade like a mirage before reforming on his steed, armed with a wicked looking spear.

Halliwell Mansion - San Francisco - 1998

Coming home to work Phoebe was looking forward to a relaxing evening at home: a bathtub full of hot water, dinner with her sisters, and then a good night of sleep. Instead here she was: outside the bathroom door, tirely arguing with Prue.

"Prue, you can't do this, Piper's gonna be crushed." she said crossing her arms,under her breast and unwittingly showing more of her cleavage, thank to the loose tank top she wore.

"I'm gonna be crushed?" asked Piper entering the hallway.

Just then the door of the bathroom open and Prue walk out, a white towel loosely wrap around her wet body. For a moment Piper feel a touch of jealousy seeing the body of her older sister: ample breast, slim waist and legs that seems to go on forever…

Add how the water drops seems to attract the eyes as they shine like diamond under the light, trailing down her neck and shoulder, gently tracing down her breasts until they disappear under the towel; and her beauty stole your breath away.

Then the moment pass away and Piper concentrate on more important things; like for example how to tell her sisters about a certainly ghost.

"The surprise party is off." say Prue before she could start to talk.

"What party?" replied Piper with fake surprise.

"She's onto us. The restaurant called while we were out." say Phoebe with a downcast expression.

"Oh. Is that why you were so upset earlier?" ask Piper deflate.

"Let's just say it hasn't been a great day." replied Prue with fury in her eyes.

"Does it have anything to do with why Andy's been calling all night?" asked Phoebe with a curious expression, learning forward.

Yet before Prue could answer, Naruto and Mark walk on the three sisters.

"Piper, where'd you say today's paper…was…?" asked Mark, before trailing off as his eyes took in the scene before him.

"Hey, I'm practically naked here." snapped Prue, trying to cover herself.

"Please by any means, don't mind us…the view it's simply amazing" purred Naruto with an amused twinkle in his eyes, calmly learning on the wall, crossing his arms even as Mark look away muttering a soft "Oops, sorry."

"What's the drunk from the hotel doing here?" asked Phoebe trying to ignore the blush at the content of the premonition she experienced that afternoon flash into her mind.

"My name's Mark and I'm not a drunk." replied Mark without looking at them.

"He's a ghost." say Piper

"Excuse me, a what?" reply Prue disbelieving.

"Mark here is a spirit, ghost or whatever you want to call him…" say Naruto jabbing his thumb in his direction.

"Yeah…He was murdered and he obviously needs our help. Why else would we be able to see him?" add Piper with a sigh.

Finally noticing the furtive glance; well, in Naruto case, an amused stare, to her sister; Phoebe finally realize Prue was giving them a free show, she hastily cover her older sister with her jacket before saying: "Well, he can see us, that's for sure."

"HEY!" snapped Prue, turning red from embarrassment and if she was a little honest with herself a little flattered that Naruto find her attractive.

"Of all the days to be a dead man." mumble Mark while Naruto only chuckle to himself, his eyes never leaving Prue.

"You sure this guys really a ghost?" asked Phoebe, now nearly wrap around her sister. Naruto find it funny that she don't seems to realize that their position was mildly erotic.

Rolling her eyes Piper, thrown a cup to Mark, passing through him before Naruto caught it be the handle and gently spun it with an amused smile at the pout on Mark face.

A While Later - Halliwell Mansion - San Francisco -1998

The sisters were sitting at the kitchen table; Prue now with some clothes on, talking how to help Mark before Yama consume his soul.

"So how do we know that the guy doesn't really belong in hell?" asked Prue absently, today was not one of her best day. She was really tempted to just curl up under the blanket and forgot about everything.

"Because we can see him. He's one of the innocent we have to protect." reply Piper with conviction.

"Protect from what? He's dead." pointed out Prue with a raised eyebrow.

"All we have to do is get Mark's family to give him a proper burial and then he can move on to wherever it is he moves onto." replied Piper, absently watching Phoebe sat on the cooking hob.

"Okay, so call the police and let them know where the body is." say Prue with a shrug.

"I already did. I just wanna give them a little time to notify Mark's mum before I go talk to her." replied Piper with a downcast expression.

"Talk to her? And tell her what? That you're a witch in touch with the ghost of her dead son?" say Phoebe, entering the conversation for the first time.

From his seat at the kitchen table Naruto could only smile watching them work together: it remind him of day long past, of hours spent planning, arguing and resourcing, of coffee cup and small talk, of sleepless night and tiring day…of love gain and love lost…

"No, I'm just gonna try and get her to have a funeral as soon as possible before Yama gets Mark's spirit." he heard Piper replied.

The ring of the kitchen phone starle the three sister, as they had progressively immerse themself into the conversation. Phoebe answer the phone.

"Hello? Oh, hi, I can't really talk right now. It's important? Okay, I'll be at the hotel in a little while. Bye." she say before hanging up. "That was my new boss calling. I gotta run." she say leaving the room.

"I will accompany her, then I have some people to contact, bort magical and non-magical. I will be back tomorrow morning; if you need help just shout and I will be there. Goodnight Prue, Piper." say Naruto following after Phoebe.

Absently waving Prue ask her sister: "Um, okay, so, so when you called the police you didn't talk to Andy, did you?"

"No, it was anonymous. Why, did you decide to not go away with him?" replied Piper, folding her legs casually with a roll of her eyes.

"Actually, I decided to go and till I went to tell him and found him having dinner with his ex-wife." say Prue walking around the kitchen.

"HIS WHAT?" shout Piper

"Yeah, I mean, you would think he would've remembered to reveal that little fact before we jumped in the sack." reply Prue with hurt in her voice.

"Well, what did he say? Why didn't he tell you?" ask Piper, trying to give Andy the benefit of the doubt.

"I don't know, I didn't really hang around long enough to ask." answer Prue absently tracing the kitchen counter, drawing imaginary picture.

"How's it going in there?" asked Mark, suddenly popping out, his head through the kitchen door, scaring the shit out of the two sisters. Seeing the effect he has on them Mark murmur an apology before leaving them alone.

"Don't these guys knock?" say Prue an hand on her heart; her sister hiding her face into her hands, tired from all the emotion of the day.

30 Minute Later - Neptune Hotel - San Francisco - 1998

Once more back into her costume Phoebe was walking beside Frankie as he explain why he call her here at such unholy hours.

"Look, the guy's staying in the grand suite. He could be a sultan, I'm not sure, anyway, that's why I called. Make this bozo's night, read his future, tell him something good and he'll extend his stay, guaranteed." say Frankie stopping beside an older gentleman in a handmade tailor suite.

"Look, like I said, I don't always know what my psychic switch is gonna be in the up position." replied Phoebe, playing nervously with the hem of her dress.

"I have the most confidence in you, Phoebe, I don't know how you do it. Keep it up and you'll always have work here." say Frankie with a smile, turning around to talk with the sultan.

From the corner of her eyes Phoebe notice a man walking away from his table, his wallet forgotten on it. Calling out to him, Phoebe move to stop him.

"Uh, excuse me, sir, you forgot your…" she trailed off, losing sight of him.

Absently picking up the wallet with the intention of giving it to Frankie, she nearly drop it as once her finger touch it, she experienced a premonition.

* Premonition On *

Walking out an unidentified building, the mystery man run down a series of stairs, obviously in hurry as he absently check the time on his watch.

Without even looking he run down the road and in his distracted state drop his suitcase, as he bend down to picking it up he failed to see the car heading straight to him.

Time seems to crawl to a stop as the people realize what was going happen.

A scream tore the air, blood splashes over a windshield

A body fell to the ground.

Silence fell…

* Premonition Off *

"Are you okay? What's the matter?" asked Frankie seeing Phoebe freeze.

"Nothing, I, uh, nothing." she replied with a forced smile.

Same Time - Halliwell Mansion - San Francisco - 1998

Mark was kneeling in front of the TV, trying and failing to turn it on, his finger passing through it. it situation was finally starting to set in: he was dead. Hiding his face in his hands, he let his bitter, angry tears fell.

Hearing someone clear his throat, he look up, seeing Piper walking in carrying some blankets he hurriedly drying up his tears, before murmuring:

"It's still new to me. I keep forgetting I'm... Are those for me?" he ask with a forced smile.

"Yeah, uh, stupid question... do ghosts sleep?" replied Piper with a small smile.

"I don't even get cold anymore." say Mark looking down.

"Sorry" whisper Piper gently putting the blankets down on the couch.

"It's okay, it's the thought that counts…" taking a deep breath he continue. "I guess it's finally sinking in, what's really happened, what I've lost. Sucking down a bucket of oysters at the wharf, playing pickup ball with friends, coming home and hearing my mother's voice on the machine nagging me 'cause I haven't married a nice Chinese girl." he finish with a bitter smile, eyes shining with unshed tears.

"Your mum means a lot to you, huh?" say Piper with a bittersweet smile.

"She's a great friend... was." say Mark, letting himself fall on the couch. "It was just me and her after my father died. Taught me everything I know. Especially how to cook. My mum was a great cook." he finish with a smile.

"My Grams taught me how to cook. Actually, I loved it so much I became a chef." reveal Piper with a smile, crossing her arms, losing herself for one moment in her memory.

"Really? Ever make a Peking duck?" he ask interested.

"No, you?" she reply with a smile.

"Piece of cake." he say with a teasing smile. "Mum told me I could've been a great chef if I hadn't sold out to the Molecular Biology program at Stanford." he finish flirting

"So you can make a Peking duck and clone DNA?" she replied, absently moving a black strand of hair behind her ear with a shy smile.

"The duck's harder." replied Mark making both of them laugh, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful her laugh was, and for the second time that night he curse the fact that he was death.

"Well, I can talk about food all night long." say Piper sitting on the couch, smiling at him.

"Yeah? Well, I can talk about it forever." he replied with an award winning smile, making both of them laugh.

They chat on that couch nearly all night, laughing and flirting, letting themself forget all of their problem for a night. Letting themself believe the illusion that what they were starting to feel was possible…

The Same Night - Neptune Hotel - San Francisco - 1998

Phoebe was impatiently waiting in the hallway, pacing up and down, trying to contain her jitters: this was her first proper innocent that she was going to save by herself. Just then the man she was waiting for, walk around the corner.

"Oh, Mr. Corey, thank goodness. Uh, I need to talk to you." say Phoebe, greeting him, wallet in hand.

"Do you? Me? Hey, you're that psychic, right?" reply Mr. Corey surprise.

"Yeah, right, look…" say Phoebe, with a nervous smile.

"Is that how you know my name?" he ask laughing to himself.

"No, uh, yes... Did you get the note that I left you?" she ask with a little hope in her voice.

"The note warning me not to go outside? That was you? Do you get your jollies out of trying to scare people or is that how you drum up business?" he replied angrily, calling the elevator.

"What? You don't understand, I…" say Phoebe, before watching as an older blonde woman in a lovely blue high class short sleeve lace evening dress. "Hi" she finish lamely, already noticing her snobbish expression.

"What's she doing here?" asked the obviously Mrs. Corey.

"She sent the note." replied Mr. Corey without looking at her.

"It's not what you think. Look, here, when I picked up your wallet…" say Phoebe showing the wallet to the couple.

"You stole my wallet?" thundered Mr. Corey, furios.

Phoebe could cringe at the accusation of the man, and less say about the half incredulous/half furios look Mrs. Corey was sending her the better. Trying to defuse the situation she say: "I didn't steal your wallet."

"I don't know what you want but just stay away from us, you understand." say Mrs. Corey with disdain dripping from her voice, before she and her husband walk in the elevator.

"But you're going to die! Uh, that didn't come out right." say Phoebe, blocking the door, ignoring the startled look she was receiving. "Look, I can't tell you how I know this but I swear if you go outside, you're gonna get run over by a pink…" she stop for a moment , noting his briefcase, before smiling at them. "wait, you don't have your briefcase. That's good, that's really good. It doesn't happen without your briefcase." she finish with a hopeful smile.

"Leave us alone, or I'm gonna call hotel security." replied Mr. Corey, shielding his wife from the, in his eyes, crazy psychic as the elevator door close.

The Same Night - South Beach - Miami - Florida - 1998

The light of the moon gently illuminates the balcony, creating a breathtaking show of shadow and light, of grey and black, of opposite and equal; lazily sitting on a white armchair a glass of scotch whisky on his hand, a elder gentlemen was enjoying the amazing view of the night beach and sea from the royal suite of one of the most expensive hotel of the miami coast.

Clad in a light grey handmade suit, jacket resting on the back of the armchair, his fit linen separate suit vest open and tie slightly loosened our mysterious man, gently put down his glass on the coffee table on his right side before taking out a cuban cigar tubos from his jacket pocket.

Using his guillotine cutter he remove the head of his long filler puros cuban cigar, before light it with his trust jet-flame lighter, taking a deep breath he exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"Taking a break, Red?" asked a voice from the shadow.

The now identified Red smirk, his eyes zeroing in the source of the voice as a hazy outline of a man emerged from the darkness: the heel of his fine tailor made shoes send steady beats of steep as more and more of the man was revealed. A White silver jacket suit was shown to be worn over a black silk shirt, and an elegant pendant shine brightly from the man neck.

"Naruto~kun, what a surprise…" replied Red, rising up and embracing our blond hero. "Come, sit and enjoy with me this Macallan, it's simply divine…" continue Red pouring a glass of scotch to Naruto. "it's cost me nearly 500.000 $ but We know quality is priceless" finish Red, clinking his glass to his.

Taking a sip of the super liquor Naruto sit in the second armchair, letting the drink burn deep in his throat, before saying: "It's really priceless, Red…yet I'm not here for pleasure, I'm in need of your service, Concierge of Crime."

Raymond Red Reddington, ex-admiral in training of the U.S. and fourth place on the Most Wanted List of the F.B.I. and other more secret organization, let a razor sharp smile blossom on his face, his green eyes colder than the siberian tundra, flash in the night before he almost purred out: "Oh do tell…"

That night deals was made, alliances broken, live lost and bloody money flowed…

Morning After - Buckland - San Francisco - 1998

Walking into her office after a restless night of sleep, Prue notice the bouquet of flowers sitting on her desk gently infusing the air with their soft fragrance, learning down to sniff it she miss Andy waiting behind her door. At the sound of the door closing, she look up, noticing Andy standing there:

"Hi" she hear him say.

"You of all people should know that bribery is a crime." say Prue crossing her arms under her breasts.

"Apologising isn't, is it? Look, Prue, I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was married before, I should have. I was going to." replied Andy with a regretful smile, hands in his pocket.

"Really? When? Before or after the doors of our adjoining rooms swung open this weekend?" say Prue looking him in the eyes.

"Okay, I deserved that." replied Andy looking down.

"I don't understand how you couldn't find the time to tell me. Unless you really were trying to hide it from me." say Prue with distance.

"Come on, Prue, you know me better than that." plea Andy leaning slightly on the table.

"Do I?" replied Prue without looking him in the eyes.

"Prue, it was an innocent dinner, that's all. I've got an ex-wife and I don't hate her, is that so horrible?" say Andy, trying to make her understand.

"No, no, it's not. But not being honest, not telling me up front is." she replied, sitting behind her desk, looking at some file.

"Which I've already apologised for. Why are you trying to turn this into something it's not? What's really bugging you, Prue? Looks like I'm not the only one trying to hide a secret." say Andy, opening the door to leave only to stop, finding another person in front of him.

Blinking he took in the man in front of him: Intense blue eyes shone with intelligence and strength from under a blonde, untamed, mane that frame a strong face, three whisker mark oddly scarred his visage.

Clad in night blue high class suit, black silk shirt slightly open, shining black shoes together with his ever present pendant at his neck and the rolex on his wrist finish his look; Andy has to admit the guys was what woman would call 'roughly handsome'.

"Ehm…Hello" say the blond blinking. "I was searching for Miss Prue…". "Naruto" exclaimed Prue a little surprise, noticing the blonde.

"You know each others?" asked Andy, with a raised eyebrow, watching from the corner of his eyes as the blonde entered the office.

"Ahh yes, Andy. Naruto. Naruto. Andy." say Prue with a little nervousness.

"Pleasure to meet you, Naruto." say Andy offering his hand to the blonde. "Pleasure it's mine, Andy" replied Naruto, with a firm handshake.

"I see you have work, see you later Prue." murmur Andy before with a nod to naruto, left.

"What are you doing here Naruto?" asked Prue the moment the door close behind them.

"Did I interrupt something?" fired back naruto with a raised eyebrow, crossing his arm.

"No No, just surprise…" replied Prue, letting her eyes enjoying for a moment the ways his shirt hugs his body.

"Well, I was going to reactivate some of the protection on the house but in order to do so I need your help, all three of you, and maybe apply some more seals." giving her a look over, he continue. "I could start to explain in more detail your power and how to create some protection and if YOU want I could start to training you…" stopping for a moment to gaze her reaction, he mumble: "I will sleep more easily knowing that you have at least an idea in what to do in case of a demon attack."

Prue bit her lips with indecision, she never really stop and think about how her life change, she never really wanted to if she was truthful to herself. being a witch was not something one can prepare or be ready for.

Yet Naruto was right, without at least some training how could they be expected to defend themself or protect others? the Book of Shadow was a start but they couldn't took it with them to work. Nor they could make potion and staff in their kitchen with herbs and spices…They need training.

With a nod, more to herself, she replied: "I think it's a good idea, as soon as this situation with mark will be over, what do you think?"

"Perfect, I will let you work. Good Day Prue" replied Naruto with a smile, before melting in the floor, as if it were water.

Outside Mark's House - San Francisco - 1998

"Are you sure this is going to work?" mumble Piper as she knocked at the door of Mark's house, nervously closing her grey cardigan as she waited for Mark mother to answer the door.

"If you speak her language she'll trust you." replied Mark trying to sooth her, absently rubbing his hands as his mother come out.

"Can I help you?" she asked stopping on the porch.

"Hello./Hello." say Mark in chinese, supplying Piper with what to say. "My name's Piper./My name's Piper…".

"And I need to talk to you./And I need to talk to you." add Piper with a strained smile.

"You speak Chinese?" asked Mrs. Chao in chinese with surprise.

Piper nearly freak out, looking to Mark for help, never noticing Mrs. Chao raised eyebrow as she notice this stranger woman look around with alarm.

"Berlitz, it's about Mark." say Mark trying to make Piper go on.

"Berlitz, it's about Mark." repeat Piper relive.

"You know where he is?" asked mrs. Chao with worry, gently taking her hands.

"She asked if you know where I am." replied Mark, felling the the earth opened up under his feet.

"You-you don't?" say Piper, face ashen as her voice quiver.

"No, and I'm worried sick. I haven't heard from him since his birthday." answer mrs. Chao face stricken with worry, earring awaiting her reply.

"The police haven't notified her yet?" say Mark frantick.

"How's the possible…" she whisper to herself, before she hurriedly add: "I mean, that he hasn't called yet?" she ask with trepidation.

"I don't know, it's not like him. When did you last see him?" replied mrs. Chao with worry.

Piper could only answer with an intelligent "Um, well…" trying and failing to ignore the nearly frantic shout of Mark. "Piper, you have to tell her. You have to tell her where my body is so she can bury me."

Taking a deep breath she murmur: "I can't…" before with a more strong voice adding. "Err, I can't remember the last time actually but if I see him or hear from him I-I'll let you know."

"Thank you, thank you." replied mrs. Chao.

Piper nearly run out from the porch, trying to escape her consciousness in the form of the ghost of Mark, as mrs. Chao re-enter the house.

"You can't walk away, Piper, you have to tell her. Mum, nooo!." shout Mark running towards his mother trying to stop her only to be throw away by a multicolored barrier, surrounding the house.

"What happened?" asked Piper half incredulous, half worried for him.

"She's got the house protected against ghosts." he replied dejected, seeing the barrier receding into the amulet it sprang from, it's eyes still glowing from the residue power, looking up at Piper with wet eyes. "All the Chinese fairy tales she told me growing up were true. And I'm gonna burn in hell." he finish with a broken voice.

Halliwell Manor - San Francisco - 1998

Prue was furiously cleaning the stove she dismembered on the table, she couldn't believe Andy, like she could come out and say 'hey, guess what? i'm a witch…' yeah like hell, she thought bitterly. And it wasn't only her secret but her sister's secret too. "What I'm gonna do" she whisper with a sig noticing her sister Phoebe entering the kitchen dress in casual clothes.

"Man trouble?" she hear her sister ask, before she replied with a pointed look. "I don't wanna talk about it. By the way, where were you last night?" trying to change the subject.

She nearly had an heart attack when her sister, PHOEBE, took the gloves and start helping her clean the kitchen…Phoebe and cleaning…in the same sentence: something was obviously wrong.

"Something wrong?" she asked, curious despite herself.

"I don't wanna talk about it." mumble Phoebe, without looking at her.

"Okay, you never clean and you'll talk about anything. What's up?" replied Prue, with a touch of worry in her voice.

"Nothing." was the mumble sofht reply of her sister, as she absently scrub the bench. Seeing her sister actually worried, spark her protectiveness and with a gentle but firm hand Prue, clap her hands with hers and with a soft voice say: "Phoebe."

Phoebe snap at her, her worry and inadequate feeling, overcoming her for a moment: "Okay, I had a premonition, a really bad one too. I saw a guy getting run over by a pink Cadillac."

"A pink Cadillac?" replied Prue with a raised eyebrow and a touch of disbelief in her voice, more about the color of the car than the truthful of her sister vision.

"I know is sounds ridiculous but it's true, I saw it and I don't know what to do about it." say Phoebe with a snort, before moving to the sink, scrubbing away furiously.

"Did you warn him?" asked Prue.

"I tried, he thought I was out of my mind, thought I was stalking him or something. I mean, how do you tell a complete stranger that you know they're gonna die?" rant Phoebe without turning around.

"Where is he now?" say Prue.

"Hotel Neptune." replied her sister.

"What were you doing there?" ask Prue with surprise, intrigued despise herself.

"I knew you were going to ask that. I wanted to get you a really great birthday present to make up for all those cards, so I got a job at the hotel as their lounge psychic…" say Phoebe, before she add with a defeated voice. "Go ahead, yell at me."

"Phoebe, you have to save him, you can't let him out of your sight." replied Prue after a moment of silence, looking her sister in the eyes.

"Don't worry, I waited until he went to sleep and then I broke a key off in his door to lock him in. He's safe 'til morning." say Phoebe, moving back to the table, intent to help her sister. After a handful second of silence she add with a raised eyebrow: "Hey, wait, that's it? You're not gonna get mad at me?".

Keeping her silence for a moment more Prue let a smile blossom on her face, replying: "You were trying to do something good. And now you're gonna get to do something wonderful. I couldn't ask for a better birthday present than that."

Smiling to each others for a moment they start cleaning once again before being interrupted by their sister Piper and their new ghost 'friend' Mark. Their good mood was wash away when they notice the mirror expression of worried and defeated on their face.

"Hey, guys, you have to see this." say Piper without delay, ignoring mark mumble of "They found my body…", she turn on the TV.

"Although police report that the body was burned beyond recognition…" they hear the reporter say as the cameraman show the police work behind him, taking away the corpse. "Personal affects found at the scene, preliminarily identify him as Tony Wong, head of the Chinatown triad." he finished before the image of Tony Wong.

"That can't be, that's the guy who killed me." shout Mark with anguish.

Phoebe nearly double over as a vision assault her senses, squeezing her eyes close, she could see Tony Wang resting in his office, calmly cleaning his pistol before loading bullet inside it.

"Wait, I see him. Wong." breathing out Phoebe, before adding. "He's still alive."

"Of course he's still alive, that's me they found." mutter Mark angrily.

"Can you see where he is now?" asked Prue, mulling over this new revelation.

"I see a sign. Uh, quick, give me a pen." replied Phoebe, before her sister hands her what she ask.

"I don't understand why Wong would wanna kill me. I never did anything to him." say Mark, trying and failing to understand why a chinese boss would kill him.

"Yeah, but you look a lot like him. Maybe he used you to fake his own death." say Prue with a frown on her beautiful face, before falling silence as Phoebe show them the chinese symbol she draw on the her own hands.

"What does that mean?" question Phoebe to Mark with a raised eyebrow, showing the symbol on her palm.

"That's Warhai Imports symbol. It's a warehouse over in Chinatown." supplied Mark with surprise in his voice.

The Next Morning - Warhai Imports - Chinatown - San Francisco - 1998

walking furtively into Mr. Wong lair A.K.A. Warhai Imports A.K.A. the classic cliche warehouse, Piper sush Mark as she proceeded further inside, today newspaper tightly in her hands.

"I don't know about this, Piper, I think it's too dangerous." plea Mark, trying to dissuade her from her foolish and dangerous idea.

"It's your only chance." she replied stubbornly, browsing in the middle of crates, arts and others goods..

"Piper, listen to me. You don't wanna go up there. Those men pulled the trigger on me without even thinking. They'll kill you." he said, following behind her.

"I can freeze things, remember?" she rebuked with false bravado.

"But there's three thugs in there." he say as they walk up the stair toward the main office, before stopping in front of the door. Noticing the same kind of amulet near the jamb of the door, Mark said: "Wait, wait, wait. They've got an amulet on the door, can't go in."

Piper took it off without delay, throwing it away; Mark let out a defeated sigh and murmur: "Never mind. Scared?"

"Terrified. Trust me, that's a good thing." say Piper before throwing the door open and freezing the people inside.

Tony Wong stood frozen right in the middle of the room, his thugs froze with their hands on the firearms at their side. With hurried step Piper put the newspaper of the day,the word 'Tony Wong Dead' clearly visible on the front page.

Taking out a camera she took the photo, right before the people unfreeze. For a moment Piper and the criminal stare at each others, blinking stupidly, before with a small shirke piper ran off followed behind by the clearly confused and angry gang.

"RUN!" shouted Mark as he follow Piper.

Running outside she jump in the car, driving off, never noticing that Tony had write down the car's license plate number. A malicious smirk on his face.

Some Time later - Outside Police Metropolitan Station - San Francisco - 1998

Walking hurriedly out of the police station Piper headed over her car and the ghostly form of Mark that was waiting for her there. Stopping at his side she whisper: "Okay, all set. I snuck the photograph into Andy's interoffice mail."

"My after life's in the hands of a cop named Andy." say mark with a weary sigh.

"He's an Inspector and he's very good, Mark. After he sees Wong is alive, he'll know exactly what to do." replied Piper, trying to cheer him up.

"Bust Wong maybe, but that doesn't help me. They won't have anyway of identifying the body is mine." mumble Mark, his eyes lost in contemplation.

"I put your name in with the picture. Andy will get dental records or something and match it up. All we have to do is keep Yama away from you until then." whisper Piper, looking at the cops moving around.

"I don't know what to say." replied Mark.

"Don't say anything. I made you a promise didn't I?" she say opening the door of her car. She never notice Andy coming out of his car, absently drinking his morning coffee, nor she notice his eyes shine in recognition as he walk towards her, curious of her strange behavior.

Andy arrive in time to hear her speak seamly to herself: "As much as I like you, I have no intention of joining you.". chuckling to himself, he say: "Talking to yourself, huh?". Seeing her nearly jump out of her skin, amuse him, lifting his spirit a little.

"Andy, hi. Yeah, um, it's an old habit, I do it all the time." replied Piper with a nervous smile.

"My mum uses to call it interesting conversations with an interesting person." teased Andy with a award winning smile.

"Yeah? Interesting." mutter Mark, invisible to all but Piper eyes.

"Not that it's not a pleasure but what are you doing here?" asked Andy curious despise himself, after all a detective job was 80% investigation and 20% action.

"Oh, nothing, you know, just passing by." replie Piper, suddenly finding the asphalt, ohh soo much interesting.

"Prue tell you what's going on?" say Andy with a tired sigh.

"No…Well, yeah, I mean, sort of… Kind of screwed up, huh?" she mumbled back, trying to not sound accusing.

"Any idea what I should do?" asked Andy hopeful.

"Oh, that Andy." say Mark, half teasing and half amused, with a sly smile on his face.

"Yeah…" replied Piper, her eyes unintentionally looking at him, before focusing back to Andy "I mean, yeah, um, hmm, just give her some space, let her work it through." she finish never noticing the curious gaze of Andy as she was looking at mark for a moment.

"Yeah, okay." he say, hugging her before walking away murmuring a subdued "Thanks. Take care."

"You too." replied Piper, watching him enter the station, before turning and meeting the amused gaze of Mark. "What?" she ask, with a raised eyebrow.

"You're a really sweet person, you know that? No, I mean that. I wanna take you somewhere. Something I wanna do for you." he replied with a fond smile on his face.

Piper could only smile, even as she roll her eye, before starting the car and drive away together.

Hotel Neptune - Same Time - San Francisco - 1998

At the same time, in another part of the city, and more specifically at the Neptune Hotel Phoebe was waiting by the elevator, nervously biting her lps.

With a 'bing' the door of the elevator open and Mr. Corey, with a nervous smile Phoebe approve him, say: "Oh, Mr. Corey"

"Stay away." replied Mr. Corey superimposing his briefcase between the two of them, as he tried to move away from her.

"Please, you have got to believe me." cry out Phoebe as she follow after him.

"You locked me in my room didn't you?" replied Mr. Corey, more of a statement that a question.

"Just for your protection." said Phoebe.

"What do you want? Money? Is that what this is? A shake down?" nearly shout Mr. Corey, nearly running to the door.

"No, I am trying to save your life for God's sake, listen to me." beg Phoebe, frustration seeping into her voice.

"You're crazy." snarled Mr. Corey, looking at his watch.

The same premonition of Mr. Corey being hit by the car asuult Phoebe in that moment, flashing before her eyes, releasing a breath she didn't know to be holding she shout:

"If you walk out that door, you're a dead man."

sneer at her, before turning to the receptionist and snarled: "Call security." before moving out of the hotel.

'Oh no, you don't' thought Phoebe as she run after him, as he drop his briefcase just like her vision. "Mr. Corey" she call, as a car sped down the road. "WATCH OUT!" she roar as she tackle him out of the way, the car beeping her horn as she sped past them without slowing down.

Standing up, Phoebe ignore the ache and scratches, absently noticing Mrs. Corey running to her husband side; straightening up her clothes she say: "That'll be $20. Tip not included." voice dripping with sarcasm as Mr. and Mrs. Corey look at her, incredulous expression on their face.

Without waiting for an answer she turn around and walk away, never noticing the shadowing form of Naruto smile at her as he disappear into the shadows of the alley.

Mark's Place - Afternoon - San Francisco - 1998

Piper has follow Mark to his apartment, turning on the light, she could only widened her eyes as she look around the finely decorate loft. Walking inside, she could almost feel the emotion pour out from Mark as he look around his home. She feel like an intruder stepping into something sacred…

"This is your place? It's beautiful." she whisper.

"Thanks." murmur Mark, hand in his pocket and eyes lost in his memory.

Sensing his mod Piper pick up a book from the table, and gently turning it, she say: "Camus. I'm impressed."

"I wish I had a chance to finish it. Of course I can say that about almost everything, I guess." replied Mark with a small bittersweet smile.

Opening the book on a random page, Piper start to read: "...I love this world is a dead world, and always there comes an hour where on is weary of prisons and all one craves for is a warm face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart... ".

"I like that part." whisper Mark and his eyes shone for a moment with angry tears of regret and lost.

"Yeah...Me too." replied Piper.

"Listen, if your cop friend comes through, maybe I'll get a chance to ask Camus himself how it turns out. I want you to reach for something." say Mark, before pointing to a small jewelry box on the bookshelf. "Open it... " he continue, sitting on the sofa.

Following his example Piper sit at his side, before opening the box with the utmost care, revailing a series of old letter writing in chinese.

"What are they?" she asked curious.

"My grandfather's recipes... " he say with a smile, indicating a different letter, he continue: "My dad translated them when I was born. They've been serving these in my family's restaurant for decades. They're yours." he finish, looking at her in the eyes.

"But they belong in your family." say Piper, turning to look at him in shock.

"I want you to have them. For everything you've done for me. I just ask one favour, use them for your sister's surprise birthday party." he say with a small smile.

"Prue doesn't want a party." murmur Piper letting her eyes fall.

"Birthdays are important. I know, I walked out of my last one and it never occurred to me that I wouldn't get another. She may not know it but she needs to celebrate her birthday, we all do. Don't take it for granted." say Mark with a small grimace.

'Just like grandmother use to say; Listen to the wisdom of the dead, for they have glimpse the truth of the universe' thought Piper, as a deep sense of sorrow settle on her shoulder.

Halliwell Mansion - Prue's Room - Some Time Later - San Francisco - 1998

Prue was lazily sitting in her room, leg fold on the fluffy armchair, in front of her TV absently munching on some biscuit, flicking through channels. Clad in a loose black sweatpants and a "".

The door of her room open and her younger sister Phoebe, enter with a small spring in her steep, before flopping down on her bed. "Prue, what are you doing?" she ask with a chirp of mirth.

"Just flicking through channels." answer Prue looking at her.

"You don't flick, you never flick." replied Phoebe with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, I flick now. Are you okay? You look…" asked Prue suddenly giving her complete attention to her sister.

"Awful? I know. I feel fine." replied Phoebe before a smile blossom on her face.

"Did you warn that guy?" she asked curious.

"I did better than that. I saved that guy. And it was great. I knew doing it would be good for him but I had no idea what a rush it would be for me. I felt so good and not just about myself, but about everything. That even in my own little way I could make a difference. Can you believe it's me saying this?" rambling enthusiastically, her smile nearly cutting her face in two as her eyes shining full of life.

"What more can I say? It's been a week full of surprises." replied Prue with a true smile full of happiness and pride.

"Yeah, speaking of surprises; what are you gonna do about Andy?" asked Phoebe, letting her smile fall from her face.

"I don't know. Andy kept something from me, but the truth is I keep something from him every day. And it's not like I'll ever be able to tell him about our secret, so what's the point?" said Prue, opening up to her sister, letting out her fear and regret.

"We're the Charmed Ones, Prue, not the Doomed Ones. We have lives just like everyone else. Call him, go see him, do something. Give to get, that's the secret of life, not our powers." answer softly Phoebe, with a sorrowful smile on her visage.

Prue could only smile back...

Meanwhile downstairs…

Piper open the front door, having finally come back from her adventurous day, with the ever present ghost at her heels. Closing the door behind her, she turn to Mark and ask: "You okay?"

"I was just thinking, walking under the stars, what's really up there, what's waiting for me."replied Mark turning around to face her.

"I don't know. Maybe you can give me a hint when you get there." joke Piper trying to ease his mood.

"I don't want this night to ever end..." he stop for a moment, swallowing, his voice cracking with emotion: "I'm not ready to say goodbye, Piper."

Piper took a step forward, gently holding her hand, near his face almost touching and wishing with all her being that she could touch him, that they could share the warmth in this cold night.

"Close your eyes. Pretend you can feel my hand on your skin, that my touch gives you comfort."she whisper with a soft voice.

"No..." crocked Mark, never noticing that both of their eyes shone with tears.

"Just close your eyes." say Piper, standing up on her tiptoes, before they move their lips together as close as they can so it's like they're kissing without touching.

Trying to express the feeling that were born during their time together, their desire and sorrow, for they know only when they would never be together.

They pull apart after a moment. And as they gaze in the eyes of the others, for a beautiful fleeting instant they forgot the impossibility of their situation

"Where were you my whole life?" asked mark with a whisper.

Yet before Piper could answer the front door was thrown open and two chinese mobster run in, grabbing Piper before running away, before Mark could even hope to call for help.

"No! Piper! Somebody help!" shout Mark, looking powerless as they drag her away.

Prue and Phoebe run down the stair, alerted by Mark shout, after looking around for a moment Prue ask what was wrong.

"They took her. Wong's men took Piper." replied a frantick Mark.

"Do you know where they took her?" asked Phoebe, nearly panicking at the negative response from Mark,before taking the phone in hand saying: "I'm calling 911"

"No, do it from the car, let's go. We've got to find her." replied Prue, taking the car key and running out.

"Even if it takes all night." add Mark as he and Phoebe follow in her footstep.

They never saw the shadowed figure of Naruto calmly learning behind the wall, arm cross in front of his chest, eyes hard and unforgiving, before melting into the shadow. His chilling whisper resounded in the now empty house...

"Their blood will rain and soak the earth..."

Tony's Hideout - One Hour Later - San Francisco - 1998

'what a cluster fuck' thought Piper watching the going of Tony's gang: armed thugs walking around with semi-automatic guns or small uzi, moving stuff around all the while a smug Tony was loading a small revolver with a cruel smirk.

Piper wish she could move and freeze the stuff out of them but she was handcuffed to the chair, and unfortunately at their mercy. Behind her defiance she was actually scared; would her power freeze a bullet? Or will she die at the hand of such cruel man, leaving her sisters alone?

"The first time I saw you I thought you were a ghost." said Tony aim the barrel of his gun at her head.

"These ropes are really tight, if you could just until my hands. Why did you kill Mark?" replied Piper with false confidence, trying to stall for time, in the hope that her sisters will help her.

"I needed his identity." replied Tony before moving towards her; stopping in front of Piper, Tony yank her hair and snarled: "Who else knows I'm alive? I had plans. I had a boat ready to take me to Hong Kong. I had a whole new life and you screwed it all up."

Piper could only grit her teeth and endurance.

Meanwhile at the Police Station

Andy let himself fall on his seat, sighing tiredly, opening a file from his desk he absently thank one of his college as he delivery an envelopment on his desk.

Opening the envelopment, Andy dial the number of one of the other district before nearly dropping the receiver in shock: in his hands was a photo of Tony Wang standing tall and proud with the daily newspaper with the shocking headlines of his death.

Back to Warehouse

Prue and Phoebe run inside, nearly frantic with worry, finding the warehouse fortunately empty of thugs; Mark run down the stairs and shout:

"Quick, they have her upstairs."

Following Mark direction, Prue don't even stop to think: she launched the greatest push of telekinetic force she could summon at the door. Said door was launched like a cannonball against the opposite wall, trouncing Tony's thugs in his wake. From there everything happened so fast:

A 'BANG' thunder in the boundaries of the room…

A flash of Light…

A scream tore the air…

A spray of blood…

And then Silence

Prue could feel something hot and sticky run down her face, blinking slowly, she held up a hand to her face before looking down at the ruby blood shining there. Looking up she took notice of the bloody fist in front of her, before letting her eyes follow the path down the arm to the attacker.

"Naruto?" asked Prue with a touch of wonder in her voice.

Looking behind him, Naruto let a small smile blossom on his face, before with a flourish he turned around and bowing his head to her. "It's seems I arrived just in time, nè Prue?" he said.

Prue could notice from the corner of her eyes, a clone of Naruto freeing Piper and another one keeping Tony restrained on the floor, before she feel the soft touch of a handkerchief on her cheek.

Looking up she found herself looking in the concerned eyes of the original Naruto, his blue eyes, that seems to regard her like the most beautiful and delicate crystal, shining with a fierce mix of emotion she could not understand completely. She could feel blood rush to her face as the tender care that Naruto took as he clean her: Good it seems like the start of a bad romance novel; as the hero save the damsel, she fell in love with him and they live happily ever after...

"Are you ok, Prue?" asked Naruto as he finish cleaning her face before gently caressing her face with his thumb with loving tenderness.

"Uh-hum" replied Prue, unintentionally learning into his hand. "Thanks...you're bleeding" she whisper her voice cracking for a moment.

"It's nothing, just a flesh wound. I will do anything for you... and you sisters Prue." replied Naruto, with conviction, showing his hand to the three sister: the wound was mending on it's own as steam slowly rise from it.

Prue wet her suddenly dry lips, stealing furtive glance at his lips, a growing desire twisting her soul; without noticing she closed the distance between them, slowly rising on tiptoes before the sound of her sister's voice, shook her out from her fantasy.

"Oh my,how forward for you! Is there something that you want to share with us, Prue?" ask Phoebe, masking the spike of jealousy in her voice.

Prue was save from answering by Naruto, as he redirect the conversation to more dire topic: "As amusing as your teasing of your oldest sister is, Phoebe; we have more pressing matter to discuss. What do you want to do with that scumbag?" asked Naruto, absently indicating the still struggling Tony.

Mark and the sisters look at each others, unsure on what to do with him, their main object was to rescue Piper: they never stopped and thought about what could happen.

Once again Naruto come to their rescue, with a small sigh he spoke: "Well, if you want my opinion; I could modify his memory and he will think a rival gang nearly killed him and will try to escape right to the police; who by the way is coming, taking care of him...What do you think?"

"Uhm...ok?" replied Piper, rubbing her wrist with a small wince of pain, the rope bit hard on her skin.

With a nod, Naruto press his now glowing forefinger to Tony forehead, humming a happy tune to himself. Prue, Piper, Phoebe and Mark watch intrigue as Tony's eyes became vacant before after a 30 second Naruto let him free.

It's was a little creepy watching Tony raise himself, head still down, before taking off, towards the growing noise of the police sirens.

The group move to the balcony, just in time to see Tony running out, before stopping at the sign of three police car blocking the road and half dozen guns aimed on him by as many police officer, among which stood Andy.

"Police! Freeze!" shouted an officer, before Tony shot at them a couple of time before falling to the rain of bullet from the cops.

From her place on the balcony, Piper could only whisper: "I've never seen anybody killed before."

"Jeremy". "Javna"."To many to count" replied Prue, Phoebe and Naruto at the same time.

"I mean human." say Piper, rolling her eyes.

"I know" replied Naruto with dark humor, his eyes shoving an endless tiredness, that make the three sisters want to cheer him up.

"Come on, let's get out of here before Andy sees us." replied Prue before moving away.

In the meantime Tony's spirit exit his body, before looking around confused, running in the alley and into the small group that was going home. For a moment both side look at each others surprised, before Mark hissed: "Wong".

Tony took a step back frightened, replying: "But you're dead."

"Yeah, so are you." say Mark with delight: oh sweet,sweet irony; Tony kill Mark to escape death and now he was dead just for that...what an amusing coincident.

Just then Yama appeared on his horse, spear at the ready, his aura of death flaring in delight purpose. Piper fearfully mumbled to Mark to escape yet he completely ignored her before grabbing Tony's spirit and throwing it towards Yama.

"Make a wish, you bastard." shout Mark.

The small company was privy to the horrible show of the black soul being stabbed and then absorbed by the spear of Yama, who eyes shine red for a moment, before letting his gaze fell on Mark. Pointing his spear at him he took one threatening step forward only to halt as Piper stood in front of Mark, in a defiant act of courage together with her siters.

"No, you can't take him. He's a good man, he doesn't belong with you." say Piper with a strong voice.

"Yama!" shout Naruto focusing the attention of the small group on him, stepping in front of the sisters and Mark, he crossed his arms, before continuing: "You know you can't touch them, the Charmed One are protected by the Celestial Law of the Old Gods of the Age of Wonder! No deity can touch them and their protected!" he finished with a pointed look.

Yama form seems to flicker for a moment, before a voice thundered in their mind, like the echoing of the wind between tombstones: "I know the Old Law, Outsider...WE Immortal are prohibited to harm them...Go, take that pitiful soul and go" he rasp out, before fading from view.

Naruto ignore the curious and speculative look he received as he teleporter the three sister back at the mansion.

Mark Funeral - A couple of Days Later - San Francisco - 1998

Mark was watching his mother crying on his uncle shoulder, while family, friends and acquaintances pay respect to his body. Together with him but at a respectful distance Prue, Piper, Phoebe and Naruto stood in silence, letting the words of the minister rang into the air.

"...We are here to celebrate the joy of Mark's life and the redemption of his spiritual journey..." said the father as he starts the rite.

"All those stories, all those legends you taught me, you saved my soul, mum. You were right." whisper Mark, his voice cracking with the emotion to his crying mother, before returning to the sisters side, before saying: "Take it from me, Prue, don't miss your birthday. Not any of them, they're precious."

"I won't." replied Prue with conviction.

Mark turned to Piper and his eyes shine with a deep sorrow, leaning forward, until his breath tickle her ears he gently whisper: "I wished..."

"I know, me too." replied Piper, her voice full of emotion.

Mark gently hold his hand near her face, his finger nearly brushing her skin, before lovely whispering: "I'm gonna miss you, Piper."

Just then another spirit appeared near them; he was a chinese man just starting to enter his twilight years. His kind eyes and warm smile gift him with a wise grandfather look. PHoebe was the first to notice him and ask: "Who's that man?"

Mark turn around and a smile blossom on his face at the sign of him, before replying: "My dad. I guess this really is goodbye."

And before the misty eyes of the sisters Mark walk until he stood at his father side, before with a last look towards them, they dissolve like smoke into the wind.

Piper could only sob out while a tears escape her eyes: "Leave it to me to fall for a dead guy."

Her sisters hugs her and Phoebe whisper in a soft voice, trying to cheer her up: "It's an improvement. At least he wasn't a warlock."

Piper let out a croaked laugh before replying with a soft "Yeah."

Halliwell Mansion - Half an hour later - San Francisco - 1998

The three sister enter the house, having returned from the funeral and as they absently hang their coat, Prue say: "You know what? I've changed my mind. Maybe I should have a party after all."

"Are you serious?" asked Phoebe surprise, it's was not everyday that Prue change her mind after deciding something.

"Yeah, why not? I mean, Mark is right." replied Prue with a shrug.

Piper put her hands around her shoulder, guiding her as she speak: "Well, Prue, I'm glad you said that 'cause..." she trailed off as they arrive in the living room, full of people and festively decorated with a rainbow of colors with cake and other food.

For a moment Prue was struck speechless by the thunderous shout of "Surprise" of the guest, before a real smile, blossom on her face as she hear Piper ask: "Did I getcha? I gotcha?"

Turning to her sister, she envelop her in a tight hug whispering in her ear: "Yeah, you got me." before Phoebe present her with a small wrapped gift: "And an actual present too. It's paid for. I hope you like it." she say before being enveloped in a hug from her older sister.

Letting her sister go, Prue look around her, before saying: "I'm speechless.". Just then her eyes caught sight of Andy emerging from the crowd of guest, and even though thing between them were still rough she smile at him, maybe a little forced yes but true nonetheless.

"Happy Birthday Prue" say a voice from behind her and turning around Prue saw Naruto standing there with a small wrapped box in hand and a breathtaking smile just for her. 'God, didn't he know how handsome he is? I could eat him up...' she thought feeling her cheek blush as she discreetly look him up and down, remembered at the same time how he was injured protecting her and how sweet he was while he help her.

"T-Thnaks Naruto." she replied, cursing herself for feeling like a teeneger still struggling with her first crush once again.

"It's just something that remind me of you…" he replied, his smile widening at her, letting his hand trail down her lower back, his touch letting burning shiver of pleasure in it's wake. Leaning forward he whisper in her ears: "Go on, it's your party, enjoy yourself" gently pushing her in the middle of the party.

Giving him one last smile, she let herself being swarm up in her surprise party. Has she look behind she would have see Naruto and Andy look at each others: one in annoyance and the others with a small smug smile on his face.

To be Continue...

And here we have the 3th chapter of Wave Destiny, once more I hope that you will review this chapter. We have seen the seed of the romance between our hero; Andy and Naruto meet officially and it's seems sparks are starting to fly between them. And what the deal between Naruto and the criminal Raymond Remington?

Stay with us to find out!

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Akira Uzumaky

Update: 05/07/2015