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Tiptoe
A nearby swarm of crows screamed and scattered. Naruto stood before Sasuke's Susanoo as the thing dripped with smoky chakra. She stepped over the fingers splayed over the grass, and pressed her hand against a ghostly rib.
It thrummed beneath her skin. "How the hell did you get it on par with Kurama? I mean, seriously."
Sasuke snorted, closing his sharingan-red eyes.
"It's not fair, yanno!" Naruto stood on tiptoe to peer over the bone, pushing her face into the purple haze. "Shit. That tingles."
A skeletal hand lifted, touching her back with a finger larger than her whole body.
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