During the rewrite of this chapter, I noticed there was a large plot-hole involving the Kyuubi. The whole ENTIRE chapter revolved around it, so I had to forgo the whole thing. From this authors note and on everything is original…so fuck the whole ten thousand word count goal. I'll try to make it a least a respectable number though.

Just note that I wasn't in the brightest of moods when I started writing this. If anything, I was absolutely frustrated at the time. Nothing serious, I was just having a bad day and trying to outlet my anger on something.

So… No more hearing about my woes.


Lidded blue eyes garnered into an opposing set of narrowed gray ones, they were noticeably calculative. Blinking away some thought, the owner of the blue eyes asked bluntly "Let me get this straight…you want my Sekirei and I to assist you in helping some Ashikabi and his weak Sekirei to escape the city?"

The gray eyes, owned by one Sahashi Minato, danced around the area, as if checking for any prying ears. After a moment, Minato nodded his affirmative and waited for the other man's response. That man was Uzumaki Naruto, and he had stoic expression set on his face, deep in thought. Naruto hummed in some unknown beat, just before he answered simply "Alright, I'll assist with your…mission of sorts."

Extending a hand, Minato chuckled sheepishly, attempting to seal the partnership. Naruto stared at the extended appendage with a noticeable smile growing on his lips. Releasing small grunts, both shook hands firmly, confirming their verbal agreement. Retracting his hand, the blonde gave a small nod to his fellow Ashikabi, before turning to walk away.

It was a normal day in Maison Izumo, but it appeared that was about to change.


Tsukiumi was a rather intelligent Sekirei, though she had her oblivious moments. Even so, it didn't take one of her intelligence to realize something was off with her Ashikabi. She had been winged to the man for some time now, and he had yet to approach her for anything. Hell, they haven't even talked personally after her winging. As of right now, they were mere acquaintances, something much less than what an Ashikabi and Sekirei should be.

So, to her, the relationship she had developed with Uzumaki Naruto was somewhat perplexed. Did she not matter to him? Or maybe he was…shy? No, he had a very intimate relationship with Akitsu, so that couldn't be it. Either way, it only proved that Tsukiumi was the one who had to make the first move. And that was exactly what she was going to do.

Roughly jerking the door open to his room, Tsukiumi was greeted with the sight of Naruto sound asleep on his futon. Stomping over to his prone body, she reared back her foot and let loose a hard kick to his stomach. Naruto yelped awake, but was suddenly doused with a few dozen gallons of water, ceasing any noise. Giving Tsukiumi a lidded glare, the young Sage asked dryly "And particular reason for that?"

The woman's cheeks flushed irately as she exclaimed "Why have you been avoiding me?!"

(Yeah, I'm not about to continue writing in Shakespearean; I don't know enough about the dialect/language to properly type it.)

Blinking owlishly, Naruto parroted "Avoiding you? What are you talking about?"

If Tsukiumi could have gotten any redder she would've been glowing like a beacon. Grabbing her fellow blonde by the scruff of shirt, she growled "You have been my Ashikabi for over a week, and we've only talked a handful of times! How haven't you been avoiding me?"

Thinking back on it, the Uzumaki had to somewhat agree with her. He hadn't spoken much to her, but it wasn't on purpose. Naruto was more of a go with the flow kind of guy, so he honestly probably had forgotten the amount of communication needed for their type of relationship. Putting himself in her shoes, he couldn't imagine how frustrated she was.

Biting his thumb, Naruto hummed softly before murmuring "I have, haven't I?" Sitting up onto his knees, the blonde added quietly "I suppose you're right, and for that, I apologize."

Tsukiumi looked as if she was about to say something, but her fellow blonde gestured for her to follow him. Opening a window, Naruto gave the woman a small nod before hopping out onto the roof. The number nine followed mutely, her interest peaked in curiosity of what the Uzumaki was doing. Once out onto the roof, she turned to see Naruto sitting down tapping the tile next to him. Again, the Sekirei followed silently.

Taking a moment, Naruto yawned tiredly, still waking up. He squinted his eyes at the overly bright sky, and began lightly "It's a beautiful day out, don't you think?" He only received silence, so he continued in a rather neutral tone "I know this is going to sound pretty stupid, but I honestly didn't have any intention of avoiding you. Sometimes…things go over my head, and I don't give them the proper amount of attention as I should…this just so happened to be a case of that."

Tsukiumi glared at the man, the sincerity in his voice was stirring flurry of emotions she didn't know she possessed. Naruto only smiled in return, a small chuckle escaped his throat as the woman turned her head away indignantly. Leaning back a bit, the ex-Shinobi placed his hands behind his head in a relaxed manner; eventually closing his eyes. Tsukiumi growled lightly as she realized the man was getting the better of her. Without much thought, the water based Sekirei waved a hand, commanding water to manifest above the man's head. Naruto received no other warning than an irate scream of his Sekirei before he was smothered in gallons of water...yet again.

It had its desired effect, as Naruto bellowed a yell of surprise, reaching a new pitch as he rolled sideways trying to avoid the freezing cold water. Tsukiumi released a bark of laughter, triumphant against her Ashikabi. That was until she felt herself being pulled into a soaking wet embrace. Yelping, the Sekirei attempted to pull away only to find herself locked in her Ashikabi's cold embrace. Glaring up at the man, Tsukiumi was met with the charming sight of a foxy grin tugging on Naruto's chattering lips. As if the cohesion from the water on their bodies were pulling them together, both blonde's faces slowly got closer to each other.

There was a lone whisper before everything was blinded in a brilliant flash of blue.

"Tsukiumi…"


It was the middle of the night, around three in the morning he presumed, and he was the only inhabitant of Maison Izumo that was still wide awake. The cool air that gently breezed in through the window provided a pleasant temperature in the room, while the warm blankets created a soft comfort to his chilled skin. However, these two variables went unnoticed to the restless man that was locked into consciousness. Yes, Uzumaki Naruto was having 'trouble' sleeping.

While he was rather tired, there was something keeping the blonde awake. So, there he lay on top of his futon with all of the blankets scattered about, and a disgruntled expression set on his face. There were many things he could accuse for leaving him restless. The fact he didn't have his Sekirei by his side and the lack of dinner he had were both due to Miya; hell, maybe Matsu did something to him when he wasn't looking. No matter what the cause, the ex-Shinobi couldn't sleep a wink. Groaning in annoyance, the blonde slipped into a meditative stance out of habit. Within moments, he felt a familiar pull in the back of his head and slipped away from the consciousness realm.

An age ridden sewer popped into existence, immediately changing the calm, natural atmosphere into a depressing, dreary one. Its cracked walls stretched forward meeting dead-ends and turns every few meters, each tile permanently stained a sick shade of yellow. There was barely any light present in the corridors, only a soft orange glow pulsed weakly in the distance. The floor below remained hidden from sight; knee deep water distorted any possible glimpse of the concealed bottom. Possibly the most intimidating feature of the place, were the rusted pipes that sprouted from the walls, each hissing menacingly from the mysterious substance being transported through them.

Taking them for all they had to offer, Naruto stared at the sewer reminiscently, every inch of the place bringing back memories he had long since suppressed. After a moment of reflecting, the blonde started walking through the water not hindered in the slightest. Turning right, the Uzumaki strolled through the corridors; the path he needed to take was long ago burned into his memory. Coming across a huge metal door after a walk that could never be measured in time or distance, Naruto gently trailed a finger across the rusted iron. From the slightest of touches, the doors creaked open revealing a blinding light.

When the light retreated out the doors, a huge cage shimmered into view, as if it suddenly popped into reality upon Naruto's presence. A feint orange pulse rolled through the air, slowly passing through Naruto's body like he was translucent. Lowering his gaze towards the bottom of the cage, the young man slouched slightly when a tsunami of emotions crashed over him. The blonde approached the cage and stopped a half foot away, his hands found themselves on the thick metal bars while his head peeked through one of the equally spaced gaps.

Lying inside the cage was an animal of some kind. The figure itself was the size of an average adult dog, and it was curled into a ball on the ground with no signs of moving. Its once lush red fur was reduced to a dingy, grey shade of silver. The previously toned body was now nothing more than skin and bones, looking more like a skeleton than anything else. Strangely enough, there were nine boney tails stretched across the ground behind it.

Naruto's low murmur identified the beast "Kyuubi…"

True to claim, the nine boney tails twitched at the call of its title. A slitted eye weakly opened, its crimson iris created a light in itself. Mustering a snort, the beast of legend glanced in the direction of the blonde and growled softly. The nine tailed fox spirit didn't flinch in the slightest when the large palm of its jailor patted the back of its neck. Rather than a roar or an insult, the Bijuu closed its eyes again and relished in the young man's touch.

Naruto watched the affectionate gesture with a sad expression, his eyes mirroring his feelings as well. The once feared and renowned beast of destruction reduced to a fraction of its former self…a pity really. All of its chakra, the ungodly amount of power it possessed, was relinquished in a mere moment. Even the fox's conscious, every single memory it had acquired in its centuries of conquest, was diminished. What cuddled into his hand was not a beast, rather an ill fox sentenced to a slow and painful death.

Absentmindedly stroking the mammal's shaggy coat, Naruto recalled what caused the fox's sudden change in being. Upon crossing dimensions from his old world to this one, Naruto state of matter was converted into pure chakra. No physical particle of matter can travel through a void of space without being destroyed. So, in attempt to save itself, Naruto's chakra took control of his body functions and 'dematerialized' his being, so to speak. When traveling through the 'void', Naruto's whole being was just a mass of chakra speeding through the universe.

When the mass of chakra came across another tear in space to pass through, it did so quickly, not realizing the consequences and the toll for passage. During the moment of passing, Naruto's quantity of chakra was still sufficiently larger than the original tailed beast. So, not cause another rip in the fabric, the chakra that was Naruto and Kyuubi started to dissipate. When the process was complete, the Kyuubi was reduced to a simple nine tailed fox with just a sliver of demonic chakra, only enough to change Naruto's eyes red when he was enraged. Naruto, however, was left at a tenth of his former reserves. Since the actual Kyuubi was a being made completely of chakra, all conscious that had developed was after gaining its chakra. In an odd turn of events, the Kyuubi no Yoko's mind was erased and reformed to that of a simple fox.

Which brings up the old saying: 'Knowledge is power.'

'How ironic,' Naruto gingerly removed his hand from the fox, seeing as it was now sleeping if the soft snorts of air he was hearing were any sign. Taking a step back from the cage, Naruto's vision was suddenly flung back from the cage to behind the doors. Naruto watched in a state of melancholy as the gates started to close. The last thing he could see was the sadly lowered eyes of the fox he had come to known as a being of burden. With one last whimper, the Kyuubi was blocked from view, and everything went completely black.

Miya calmly walked down the hallways of her inn, all the while humming a catchy tune with a smile plastered on her face. Her eyes trained onto a lone door that was nearest to the staircase, the one that just so happened to be occupied by Uzumaki Naruto. Glancing out the window, the woman was greeted by the sight of the sun full ablaze in the sky, a sure tell sign that it was well past noon. Her smile never faded as she knocked on the door and waited for a response. Receiving no such thing, Miya promptly opened the door, announcing her purpose for intruding "Uzumaki-san, it is nearly…"

The woman trailed off seeing the blonde sitting in a lotus position, strangely still. Miya raised an eyebrow in confusion as she approached the young man in hopes to gain his attention. Even when she was within touching distance of him, Naruto remained unmoving. After staring at the young Uzumaki for a moment, somewhat worriedly, she slowly reached out to poke his shoulder. Just as she was about to make contact, an azure colored eye snapped open and glared directly into her own eyes, almost daring her to touch him. Miya flinched back, her outstretched hand swiftly moving towards her blade.

Naruto blinked upon seeing this, causing his glare to soften immediately into a confused expression. Groaning as he felt his stiff back, Naruto hissed "Why the…Miya-san… What're you doing in my room?"

The violet haired woman's hand fell slack against the hilt of her blade, allowing her to release a breath she hadn't know she was holding. Shaking her head, Miya berated the blonde "Oh my, Uzumaki-san! You really shouldn't do that, you startled me."

Cocking an eyebrow, Naruto in turn questioned "Do," He let out another groan as he got up, and continued "-what exactly?"

Miya continued shaking her head and started leaving the room, but before exiting she spoke "It's nearly four in the afternoon, Uzumaki-san. I'd suggest you start your day already."

With that said, the woman closed the door behind her. Rubbing the back of his neck, Naruto shrugged his shoulders before making his way to the bathroom. Sometimes, he just really couldn't understand women. 'Hell, one moment they're completely normal, but then you do something wrong and they're completely outrageous. Thinking about it, what the hell did I even do wrong?' Shaking the question off, Naruto continued with his morning/afternoon activities.


Naruto's eyebrow twitched dangerously as he watched the scene play out in front of him. Minato and his escapees were having a party…to celebrate their secret escape. Although, Akitsu looked absolutely precious with a party hat on…the whole entire thing was absolutely ridiculous! Sighing in annoyance, the blonde glanced around and noticed Tsukiumi wasn't joining the 'celebration'. Shrugging it off as just typical Tsukiumi behavior, he turned his attention to the Sake bottle in purple garbed woman's hands. He had learned her name was Kazehana, but until he got some alcohol in his system, he didn't care.

Smirking devilishly, Naruto slowly crept behind the woman, easily dodging the timid looking Sekirei along the way, he prepared to go in for the kill. Kazehana took another swig out of her bottle while throwing an arm around Minato. She giggled drunkenly and was prepared to take another sip until she realized the bottle wasn't in her hands anymore. The wind gifted Sekirei glared around the room and exclaimed childishly "Where's my sake!?"

Naruto was lying on the ground in playboy position, the bottle draining its contents down his throat as he gurgled past the alcohol "Mhm, gwoodg scakekay!"

Kazehana was wide eyed as she stared utterly devastated at the man consuming her alcohol, with her mouth agape and lips trembling. A look of pure anger etched itself across her face as saw the bottle drop to the floor: empty. With an angry cry of righteousness, Kazehana leapt at Naruto, intent on getting her sake back one way or another. Unfortunately for the Sekirei, Naruto was already two steps ahead of her and out the door. Everybody watched the exchange with a smile, even the ice cold Akitsu beamed at her Ashikabi's antics.

The smiles faded when Naruto was blown back into the dining room via air burst. The blonde tumbled onto his back before rolling to a stop. He flipped to his feet and exclaimed indignantly "You 'aint getting n-u-u-u-thin! Accept this or I will be forced to take action!"

Appearing in the doorway, and pointing threateningly at the Uzumaki, Kazehana cried "GO AND GET MOAAARRR SAKE!"

Naruto glared at the woman and exclaimed "Are you crazy? It's dark outside...bad people lurk in the dark... They'll try to take advantage of my body... Hell, if I were them, I would too! GET IT YOURSELF, YOU DAMN DRUNK!"

Kazehana pounced on him once again causing them to comically roll out of the room; swears and cries echoing behind them. Minato glanced in the direction of his brother of misfortune, Shigi, and assured "Don't worry, Shigi-kun. Uzumaki-san…well, he's Uzumaki-san. He tends to do something like this every once and while."

Shigi only stared in response, his mind just not comprehending anyone who can do something that ridiculous daily. After a moment of gaping, the rather short Ashikabi shrugged it off and went back to focusing on the party.


Naruto grumpily walked out of a convenience store, his hands were completely occupied by a couple bags of sake, which were filled to the absolute limit without ripping. He inwardly cursed his luck, it turns out Kazehana had a trick of her own when it came to getting what she wanted. Show a little leg, and maybe a glimpse of breast and Naruto was yours for the taking. The young Uzumaki simply sighed; it seemed his perverseness bit him in the ass once again. However, Naruto was rather split to decide whether it was worth it or not.

The Neo Gama Sennin absently began his trek back to the house; not once did he consider a quick use of a Shunshin. It was getting pretty late too, and if all went to plan, they would begin their escape soon. The escape didn't worry the blonde one little bit, he knew they would succeed. Minato and Musubi were rather capable and adding Akitsu's and Tsukiumi's combat prowess to the equation, there was no way they could fail. Not to mention if he were to get in the fray…

Naruto came to an abrupt stop as he reached the end of a street. He threw a sideways glance behind him and commanded in a monotonous tone "Come out in the open, woman."

In a blur of motion, Karasuba's form protruded from the shadows, her sadistic smile already in place. She sauntered her way towards him, her hips being swayed a little more than usual, and insinuated "You have some real sensing capabilities…I have to admit…you're better than what I thought."

Naruto gently set the bags of alcohol to the ground and demanded calmly "What are you doing here, Karasuba? I thought I told you...if you came near my Sekirei and me again…I would be forced to kill you."

Karasuba stopped a few yards behind him and retorted in an almost seducing purr "Oooh? You won't kill me."

Other than turning to face her completely, Naruto didn't seem to react in any visible way to her statement. Karasuba's smirk grew into a grin as she continued speaking "I know you won't…you're too kindhearted to kill a woman…that's your weakness…"

Naruto extended his left arm straight out, causing his Zanbato to appear in a hazy puff of smoke. Examining his blade for a moment, the Uzumaki frowned deeply upon taking his eyes off it. His voice deepening a few tones, Naruto drawled "I was never one to harm a woman; nothing more than a push or shove when they took action against me. It wasn't because I had some deep respect for them either, after all, far too few women actually managed to earn my respect to some degree. Getting back to the point, you're right. That is one of my MANY weaknesses."

Karasuba's grin widened a little bit as she unsheathed her blade, and it looked as if she was about to insult him further until the blonde continued speaking.

"-Since you shared one of my imperfections, why not I share some of yours?"

The blade wielding Sekirei frowned a little, following up with her demanding "Imperfections? Humor me."

Naruto stuck his blade into the asphalt of the road and leaned on it lazily. A noticeable smirk grew on his lips as he claimed "The way you present yourself…your sadistic attitude and coldblooded personality would lead me to believe you're just a naturally bad person, but there is one thing that threw me off. The way you act when you're with Musubi tells me there's something behind that nasty mentality. You treated Musubi the way you wished you had been treated…cared for…loved maybe?" Karasuba's frown deepened as the grip on her hilt tightened, each word having an effect on the Sekirei.

Naruto chuckled seeing the woman's reaction, but he decided to drop the bomb on her. "From the crest on the back of your neck, one can obviously deduce you've emerged. Emerging means you gained an Ashikabi…wouldn't having an Ashikabi provide those feelings for you, Karasuba…?"

For the first time during the conversation, Karasuba's facial expression showed anger. Growling out through clenched teeth, the Black Sekirei readied her blade to strike the man. With an enraged shout, Karasuba shot off at the man "You don't know anything about me, human!"

Within a second, Naruto pulled his blade from the ground and parried her blow almost effortlessly. This only prompted Karasuba to try harder at maiming the young Uzumaki. For several minutes, Naruto would just dance around her attack, piping in suggestions on why her Ashikabi didn't love her. All the while dodging and blocking her cleaves and stabs, Naruto continued speaking once again "Does he not like you as a person; maybe it's your appearance? Hell, I'd bet your shitty-ass, dominatrix attitude probably has something to do about it."

About two and half times past her boiling point, Karasuba threw all of her effort into one final slash. To her shock and dismay, Naruto nonchalantly sidestepped the attack while she stumbled forward. His Zanbato gone in a puff of smoke, the blonde grabbed Karasuba by the shoulders and locked her into a rear-naked-choke. Naruto applied a little bit of pressure, just enough for Karasuba to feel a lump in her throat, and asked flatly "Or is he a person that simply cannot love you?"

Somewhat of a surprise to Naruto, Karasuba didn't even bother to throw an insult his way, rather she started trembling uncontrollably. Slowly loosening his grip on the woman, Naruto prepared for anything that the Sekirei might have up her sleeve. Karasuba hissed in a wavering tone "What could you possibly understand…" To his shock, she whipped around to show her enraged face and screamed "WHAT COULD YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND!? DON'T TALK AS IF YOU KNOW ME; YOU KNOW ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!"

Her scream wasn't what shocked Naruto; it was the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes. Quickly suppressing his shock, Naruto presumed "It seems I was right. Your Ashikabi can't love you."

Karasuba attempted to cleave the blonde in two, but to her frustration he evaded once again. Her attacks got more and more desperate; each swing became sloppier than the last. To her ire, Naruto continued talking "Though, for what, I wonder? Does he love somebody else?" He squatted to prevent becoming mincemeat and mused "-Maybe he prefers another Sekirei over you?"

Karasuba lunged forward, completely prepared to stab the blonde and ultimately end his life, but was stopped abruptly by his sudden attempt at a joke.

"Or he's a homo, kehe! That's always a possibility."

When Naruto saw the woman freeze his eyes widened in surprise and a little bit of mirth. Okay, a 'little bit' was a little bit of an understatement. In a matter of seconds, the blonde busted out laughing, any amount of his serious side was long forgotten. Naruto barely had enough control to wheeze out "Excuse me? My god, this is fucking hilarious, hahahaha!

Naruto's laughter was soon silenced as thin gash appeared on his cheek, followed by the blood that was flooding outside of the cut. Glancing towards Karasuba, Naruto was greeted by the sight of a deadly aura pulsing from the woman. Poking the inside of his cheek, the Sage weighed out his options. He could either face the hellion that wanted nothing more than to kill him in the form of battle –or– try to talk his way out of it. Considering talking got himself into this situation, Naruto let his inner reason decide.

-Fuck reason-

With a grin, Naruto scratched the back of his neck and drawled "Well…being gay couldn't be that bad, right…? Ah, what the hell am I saying, that probably sucks dick! Heh, sucks dick…seems like puns just like to come my way." Karasuba disappeared in a blur of speed, surprising the blonde "Wha…? Oh, shi-"

Naruto was sent flying backwards a good twenty feet before he crashed into a street light. The metal instantly gave way and ripped apart as the human projectile tore through it. Now seeing stars, Naruto rolled to a stop and tried to gather his bearings. It seemed Karasuba had other plans as she fazed into view a mere foot in front of him, mid-swing. Spinning on his hands, Naruto up-kicked the hand guard of Karasuba's blade, sending it flipping in the air. This proved to be enough of a distraction as the Black Sekirei looked up in the air trying to locate her katana.

Naruto rolled to his feet and-in an act of pure speed-lunged at Karasuba, tackling to the ground. The Black Sekirei lost all air in her lungs as most of Naruto's weight landed into her solar plexus, leaving her utterly defenseless as her attacker's narrowed eyes leered into her own. For a mere moment, his eyes showed something akin to that of a demon's. The fear they struck into her only lasted for a moment as well, seeing as the next thing they mirrored enraged her. Empathy: he was actually empathetic for her!

Naruto ignored the snarl that grew on her lips as his eyes trailed down the rest of her body. Taking a moment to express his thoughts, Naruto murmured "It's really a shame. Such a beautiful body wasted on such an ugly person."

Karasuba was too stunned to realize Naruto had gotten off her, the only thing registering were his last words. Naruto dusted himself off before gazing down at dumbfounded woman, his eyes still lingering on empathy. Raising his hand above his head, Karasuba's katana landed in his palm with a small thud. Twisting the blade into a reverse grip, the Sennin remarked "I honestly pity you, Karasuba. It seems you only just now understand the concept of having an Ashikabi. A common goal is a factor for comradely, not compassion. You truly made a mistake accepting whoever as your Ashikabi when you only yearned for love."

Tossing the blade onto the ground, the blonde gazed in the direction of the bridge Akitsu was attacked weeks ago. There was a strange purple glow around the area while he could feel Musubi's chakra signature flare to an all-time high. Sighing, the blonde retrieved the bags of sake he set down earlier. It seemed Karasuba was just meant to stall him long enough for her comrades to cut off Minato's group. Letting out a yawn, he reasoned they were handling themselves perfectly fine, and started making his way back to Maison Izumo. Without looking back, Naruto insinuated "If you wish to break the bonds that hold you to your Ashikabi, find me."

With that said, he disappeared in a swirl of leafs. After a couple minutes of simply lying on the ground collecting her thoughts, Karasuba rose to her feet albeit shakily. Retrieving her katana, the woman properly sheathed it before gazing in the direction of Maison Izumo. Sighing softly, Karasuba mumbled shakily "Break the binds of which bind me…ridiculous."

End of chapter 9


Well, this is certainly an awkward moment, isn't it? After a painfully slow rewrite I came upon the realization I fucked up big time regarding how the story actually came to be. So, not to be an idiot, I deleted all the progress I had with chapter nine…about seven thousand words, still a good three thousand short of the original. Kind of sucks this only made it to a little over five thousand words. But then again, I'm sick, I haven't made a proper update in a couple of months, and I really don't give a shit.

If you haven't noticed, I've been trying to cut down on the cursing in the story. Sure, there has to be some that really isn't necessary, that's just the type of person I am. But, the reason for this is that I came upon my first flame of this story a little while ago. Correction, it was TWO flames from one try-hard named Cloves. Alright, you fuzzy little man peach-Old Gregg for the win-I have to thank you for the reviews. You made the number higher, congrad-u-fucking-lations.

And guess what! Your reviews are surrounded by positive ones, which means you're the loner. Too bad being a loner means yo' mainstream in this retarded, hipster infested, society. Get on my level, son, you lost twice! It's hard to win against somebody who's indignant, isn't it?

But oh well, I apologize for the long wait and any errors in this update, I am sick...might not catch everything. I hope y'all continue reading.

Maelstrom-claymore, out.