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Chapter : Dropping the Bomb


Several miles away from Konoha, about a day of walking (or about ten minutes when ninja-running with super-awesome demonic powers, oh yah!) a large explosion rocked the surrounding area, throwing up dust and debris. It took off in a direction, as if following a line or a road, obliterating everything from huge trees to small annoying wild life. Nikushimi walked behind the explosion, keeping to the path it carved out. She whistled a merry tune as she stepped over shrapnel. Every once in a while she kicked a dead animal –mostly foxes- making them spring up whole again before running off.

She didn't care how freaking tired she would be after words- being a creature of destruction and having the ability to heal her mistakes was awesome. No argument there, baka, so deal with it. But she might have to sleep for a few days after this, especially since she was still recovering. But being in a humanoid body was so refreshing! To be able to sing, to dance, to clap, to laugh, to smash, to cut, to cackle evilly as people cowered under your form, to snatch away a item from someone's pocket as you walk past- this was her life as it was meant to be.

But, for now, her destructed "path" was coming to an end, and the day was drawing to a close. Yay. (Note: Sacrasm) She probably should fall asleep or something, since this was just a human form. Oh yeah, that was right… she wasn't in her demon form. No glossy white hair, no long fluffy tail, and absolutely no soft plushy ears that every guy, human or not, would absolutely have to pet. She just filed it off as a guy thing, because they were "that way."

Speaking of which, when was the last time she was in that form? Wasn't it that day that Kurama…? Oh, how about she doesn't think about that right now. Get off the "road," food, rest, in that order. … After she helps this deer-thing over here, since it looked kind of cute.

She smiled softly as she looked at the still victim of her most recent entertainment. She put her foot out, and tapped its shoulder. "Beep," she said softly, and the animal seemed to ripple.

It raised its head, breathing harshly. "Wha-what just happened?!" It squeaked, obviously panicking. Nikushimi blinked in surprise as the thing below her freaked out, and started babbling about something that sounded like it's "boss-sama messed up on the summons again."

"Oh… oh, my." Nikushimi said, gathering the attention of the summoned-gone-wrong. "You're a long way from home, aren't you, Shika-chan?"


Naruto ripped the cushion from the chair in frenzy, desperately searching. It was unlikely the thing he was looking for was there, but it never hurt to check.

"Chigatto?!" He cried, ripping open the cabinet and looking in it. "This isn't funny! Where did you go?! Chigatto-kun? Chigatto?!" He stuck his head outside, and let loose a long, wordless wail. Needless to say, it woke several people up since it was still about three in the morning. No reply came from anywhere, and it just made the boy all the more anxious.

"Hey, boss! I got a letter frrruuuuhhh… whoa; it's a mess in here!" A small voice sang from nearby, making Naruto spin around with a crazed look in his eyes. He practically tackled the small black fox who was sitting on the floor a few feet away, and ripped open the scroll with extra force.

Dear Naruto,

I have decided to leave the village for a bit, just for kicks. It's cramped, just being in your apartment all the time and you seriously need to clean it more. I mean, your place is the definition for smelly! So I'm taking a small vacation. I'll be leaving Kitto with you until I get back. Also, always remember- if it gets to bad, you can always sign that summoning scroll, like I wanted you to~! They'll be happy to help, trust me. And if not, try to get their names, so I'll beat them up for you. Don't screw up while I'm gone~! You always seem to get into trouble.

Obviously, his big sister was insane- Or maybe just stir-crazy, and probably blood-starved. Actually, Chigatto was most likely all of the former. So it was only reasonable that she left. He was a ninja now- a mature adult. He could deal with this easily.

"WAAAAAHHHH! I wanted her to see me graduate!" Naruto howled, tears making a puddle on the ground. Kitto- that small black fox that was mentioned earlier- sweat-dropped majorly, not exactly sure what just happened.

"Now, now, boss. I'm here. 'Member me, don't you? I'm your buddy; I'll help with all your problems, just like when you were a kit!" He reassured, rubbing against the wailing boy like a small house-cat. "And besides, you can always send a letter to Chigatto to tell her how it went."

Naruto made a funny sound in the back of his throat, and picked up the black kitsune gently. "… Okay. What about pictures? I-I don't have a camera…" He looked around the wrecked living quarters pitifully. "And I don't have any ink on hand."

After a moment of thinking, both their eyes lit up into sparkles. "Heeeyyyy…" Kitto purred, squirming out of his grip. "Are any stores closed at this time of day?"

Naruto smirked evilly, his face becoming shaded and demonic. "Why, yes, Kitto." He drawled, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "I do believe many, many stores are closed this time of night. And it just so happens, several of those have just the things we need."

One kitsune, a young boy, and a sealed demon cackled as a plot blossomed into life between the three.


Nikushimi frowned at the "deer" in front of her, thinking. "Okay, okay, wait a minute, I got this… Your 'boss'-guy-thing whatever was having problems, and so you guys pop up every where but where you were summoned to practically, right?"

The Deer nodded happily. "Pretty much, yeah, so go on kitsune."

Nikushimi bobbed her head again, thinking. "And so you were trying to find him, but you got attacked by something before my explosion. And then my explosion hit, and you woke up, and I'm here, talking, blah, blah, blah, conclusion!" she slammed her fist into her palm for effect, making the summon sweat-drop. "I have never in all my five hundred and seventy four and three third years heard anything like this!" She exclaimed, falling back on her bum next to her newest friend.

She assumed a thinking pose, leaving the fellow off-worldly creature to lick its wounds.

"I can't help very much with that, since I'm not very good at healing, but… do you want me to try?" Nikushimi offered, gesturing to the large cut on its hind leg.

He –for that is what Nikushimi thought it was- blinked, startled. "But didn't you heal all the wounds from the explosion? Surely, you can take care of this one cut!"

Nikushimi turned chibi, tapping her pointer fingers together as she crouched in a gloomy corner. "Yeah… about that… I can only heal damage I caused with that move, sooooo…" She scratched the back of her head. "I'm pretty crappy with actual healing."

They deadpanned at each other, not exactly sure what to say after that. Finally the deer broke the silence. "You fox's are ridiculously useless," He scoffed, "If the only thing you can heal is a small cut. What are you even good for?"

Nikushimi gave him a blank look. Internally, she was seriously considering blowing him up again, and bringing him back, just because it would be amusing. But she had already told herself she was going to try to help him, and she really wanted to put him in his place. She rolled her shoulders, and gave him a pointed glare. "We kitsune are not for support, ya' scrawny Deer. Heck, most of the time, we are not used in battle. We spy, and plan, and kidnap, and maybe we blow a few enemy bases up when no one notices. Maybe some one summons us for help in an incognito mission, since we use Illusion, or perhaps a Search/recover mission, since we are so good at thievery. We don't support some one, and we don't charge into battle head-on, unless we're stupid, loyal, or maybe bored." She paused to think about that. "Probably bored. It gets pretty boring with a hundred years of nothing happening. That's why I came down here!" She beamed, and pulled her hand away from the Deer's haunches. He had not noticed, but while she was talking she had healed the gash that cut a tendon, keeping him from standing.

He blinked owlishly, following her hands to the place where his injuries had been. Shiny, clean, and rabbit-soft fur that looked extremely puffy ran along the place a scar should have been. It was cuddly and fluffy, and he almost wished he could look like that all over. Almost, if it weren't for the fact a fox was the one who made it look like that.

Nikushimi just sat there next to him, staring blankly at the ground. The Shika waited patiently for her to say something else- a dismissing, an apology, maybe a continuing of the previous topic. She didn't speak, of course, and only stared quietly at the ground. He stared at the little fox, trapped in a little world, all her own. He kind of felt sorry for the absence of her babbling- it felt much more natural than this. After a while, he got irritated, and decided to break the silence.

"What are you still doing her?" He asked coldly, giving her a frosty glare. The kitsune blinked back into life, and she raised her head.

"Huh…? Oh! Oh, okay, I'll go, then, since you're all better now." She bounced up happily, brushing imaginary dust off her loose grey T-shirt. She smiled at him, and spun on her heels.

He watched her impassively as she ambled away about five steps. "Three… Two… One…" He snickered as she face planted onto the ashy ground. He stood up, and frolicked over to her. "Nyah, that's what you get for wasting your chakra like that; I bet you helped every animal from here to the horizon! Seriously, you might have a lot of chakra, but Come On!" He looked down at the prone form of his newest weird friend, standing tall. No answer came from Nikushimi. "Hey… hey, Fox, wake up. Seriously, man, I was just joking. I know you have some chakra left, girly." He kicked her legs a few times, before lowering his head to listen.

Nikushimi breathed deeply, her body finally deciding to catch up on her lack of sleep. It didn't help that the chakra pill worked her system up since she wasn't human, but after explosions and playing "God" (though the souls haven't been taken by Kami yet, so she wouldn't really call it that) her body rebelled, forcing her to take a nap. It Wasn't Her Fault. Ultimately, she blamed the deer… or she would have, if she were awake.

But, right now, the poor, helpless little summon (Psh, yeah right) not only had to find is failure of a "Boss," but carry a person on his back when he did it. This had to be the happiest day of his life. SO happy, in fact, he might just go throw up.


Sorry it took so long to post this, and it's so short… I had a life. Note past-tense there. So… yeah. I'm officially nocturnal, so that's… cool, I guess. I have no idea what I should have happen at the… what was it called? That thing that Naruto went to were they called out the Teams and stuff? … I seriously need to try to get some sleep (which I seriously doubt I'll get) … … … Why are you still here? Why are you reading this stuff about my life? Are you a Stalker? You are, aren't you? Stalker. Go read something else now, until the next chapter. Which will probably be up this week. Maybe not, I don't know. Actually, considering, I'm posting chapters really fast if you compare it to about 79% of the freaking stories on here. Ugh. How annoying is that, waiting for a chapter, waiting, watching, waiting, waiting, reading, and then sulking because it was to crappy for how long it took to post it. Now that you heard from me, you can go away stalker. Like, seriously, I'm so freaking tired I'm not even writing Paragraphs anymore, and I'm struggling with typing perfect English or face the wrath of my Nee-sama, Skye. Yeah, you may have read her comments. Were not real siblings, but, hey, what ever. I think of her more as family then I do my own bro's sometime. So... yeah... You're officially a Stalker. That's just who i'm gonna address this to when I write something like this. See you, Stalker-chan, have a cool time as you wait in horrid frustration to read not only my next chapter, but a new piece of my life. Cretin Stalker. Don't take that last part seriously, I was joking. I do not need to get beaten up by a mob of angry readers only 70 day's before school. It would stop me from getting a tan. Now go away, I'm tired. I'm only doing this for your amusement, so why are you still here? I mean, come on. Why are you still reading this? It has nothing to do with you. ... ... ... OMG, you really are a stalker aren't you?! ... ... ... I'm gonna pass out pretty soon now, so have an awesome day.