A.N - Hey all and welcome to the final chapter in this series. as some queried, i will start the shippuden arc under a new story, however i'll post here first and let all know as soon as the first chapter shushins in.
thank you all so much for your support, i never imagined from May 2015 we'd get this far. You guys are amazing for keeping up with me.
as usual, i dont own naruto, yada yada yada...
on to the good stuff
True Art is Eternal.
It will stand the test of time and carry forwards, generations after generations. It can never fade, nor can it lose its substance. The end goal of art lies not in the present, but far off into the future.
And yet, tomorrow's future will become todays present. That horizon forever out of reach…
So when one creates for that very future expression, when one devotes all in reach of that goal, the truth of Art becomes Eternal.
Why could it be said that all wondering souls find themselves on cliff edges? What was it with these geographic locations that called out to people, good and evil alike? Why did so many reach enlightenment here, or make strong oaths and declarations while facing the crags and valleys below, or the horizon beyond?
Sasori couldn't fathom it, not that he thought of it much. Still, it was a nice view.
The former Suna Nin sat calmly on the edge. Behind him piled high were several bodies, all bearing the mark of Sound.
At the very top of the pile was Kimimaro, the bone user and bearer of Orochimaru's cursed seal of earth. The fight, was over even before it began.
Kimimaro had been quick. Had he been healthier his speed would have been frightening.
Sasori however was even quicker.
Kimimaro was strong. His form perfect and his abilities versatile and formidable.
Sasori's was even more so. After all, he had his puppets; both the ones he made, and the Sound Nins that were supporting the two cursed seal users.
Tayuya hadn't even been given a chance to counter when Sasori set two of the Sound Nins upon her with their blades piercing all three hearts in one go the bodies then slumped with her in the middle of their formation, while Kimimaro reacted quickly and summoned more bones blades to begin methodically dispatching the Sound Nins under Sasori's control.
The bone wielder then led a desperate dash towards the puppeteer but Sasori remained calm keeping an almost indifferent tone with his puppet Hirako standing by his side and its tail winding around in vivid arcs that suddenly lashed out to intercept Kimimaro, far quicker than the bone wielder expected causing him to stumble. Kimimaro caught himself however and thrust his palm out with a long bone spike straight for Sasori's face.
Fuinjutsu: Rikujokoro
"Not an original, I must admit" Sasori spoke in his neutral tones as he observed the six charged tags pin the bone wielder in place. "But as you can tell the versatility of this Fuinjustu really is quite remarkable. It took me longer than I expected to understand the parameters and the set up, but it is turning out to be one of my more preferred techniques."
Sasori reached up and poked the bone spike curiously, before dismissing it.
"The six tags use the victims own chakra to power the binding, the more the chakra, the stronger the bindings. The level of the binding however is synonymous to the skill of the crafter. I believe that in this, Naruto-Kun's bindings will be much stronger than mine."
Suddenly the bone spike began to crumble to Kimimaro's shock. Sasori looked on with renewed interest.
"Osteogenesis imperfecta; commonly known as brittle bone disease. A death sentence to any budding ninja or in your case a Kaguya; one whose very abilities stem from manipulating bones." Kimimaro shook with rage and weakness, blood pooled from his lips.
Sasori leaned in closer.
"Orochimaru was my partner; I have fought alongside and against him. I have made it my business to know his every dealing, the people he consorts with and the forces he surrounds himself with. Very little matters to me, but the ruination of any of his works well, that is a reward in itself"
"I was planning on destroying you years ago, but then news of your terminal condition reached me and stayed my hands. Still it seems I had a second chance however wasted it appears to be. The moment I grabbed you, was the moment you died."
"Your ability though is impressive, I weaponised this strain specifically to work against you, and even then you managed to hold out longer than I expected. I commend your resilience. Now die quietly in this place. When I return I will study your masters secrets."
Kimimaro watched with hysteria filled eyes as Sasori slowly turned around and began walking away. A loose growl tore from his lips, quickly rising to maddening howls of grief.
Sasori smiled…
With the group dispatched Sasori had gone back to Naruto and made a cursory examination. The right arm was a complete right off, among other severe injuries across the young puppeteer. His breathing was shallow and by his estimations Naruto would not last more than ten, maybe fifteen minutes without help.
The question really was then was it worth Sasori's time to help him. Observing and hoping to see more of the boy's art was one thing, physically offering aid was quite another.
A faint rattling drew Sasori out of his muse. He glanced down to the open eyes of the unconscious teen, and yet he could feel something happening.
There!
On Naruto's left fingers, minute traces of chakra flowed sluggishly. With each faint pulse Byakuya rattled.
Rattled, and inched his way closer to the blonde.
Sasori watched on with avid interest as the puppet slowly, almost painfully inched towards the boy, each move more laborious than the last.
Inches separated the two, when Naruto's strength finally gave out. Byakuya rattled one final time and lay still.
With a decisive flick…..
Byakuya rattled to life and rose to its feet. All four arms reached down for its owner and gently picked the boy up, cradling his body so as not to aggravate any injuries. Then they began the slow journey back towards Konoha.
Sasori kept control of Byakuya for a while before he sensed several bodies approaching. They weren't coming from Konoha's direction, Sasori frowned and moved Byakuya to the base of a tree and waited for the figures to appear.
Shortly enough three ninjas burst through the undergrowth, all bearing Suna headbands.
Temari, Kankuro and Gaara; the children of the late Kazekage, and Gaara being the Suna Jinchuriki.
Sasori hid his presence even more and observed the interaction. Again he was mildly shocked to see Naruto regain just enough awareness to look at Gaara, just as the Sand Nin picked him and his puppet with his sand. Sasori doubted the boy was coherent enough to understand, but the fact that he woke at all was very impressive.
Sasori could feel his excitement over the future again, and for the first time in many long years he wished someone a speedy and healthy recovery.
And that brought Sasori back to his cliff, staring on to the horizon.
A pulse went through his finger and he glanced down; his thumb ring, bearing a mark "sphere" was pulsing and vibrating.
Akatsuki had summoned.
Helplessness
A noun; derivative of the word helpless. The inability to help oneself; weak, dependant, incapable….powerless.
Helplessness is therefore linked to power; to be helpless is to be without power. Power to act; power to survive.
Power to thrive
So, if one gains power, he would no longer be helpless….
Right?
Sasuke could very well say he felt nothing, although that probably had to do with the amount of painkillers being pumped through his system at that moment.
Sasuke glanced around; he was immersed in a clear tank, oxygen mask over his face and tubes feeding through him. The water kept him floating; according to Kabuto it would also help speed up his recovery. Sasuke had paid very little attention, the lack of feeling taking much of his focus.
Still he felt nothing of his choice to leave Konoha; no guilt, no vindication. Orochimaru's excitement had been difficult for the Sannin to hide and Sasuke paid little mind to the snakes eccentricities. Kabuto had been put in charge of his recovery and soon his training would begin in earnest
That was all Sasuke wanted to know; that was all he cared about.
He closed his eyes, his memories going back before the massacre.
Itachi was the clan favourite. Their father was focused totally to his firstborn and Sasuke often left wanting, never measuring to his father's approval.
Still he loved his brother fiercely, more than he resented him. And Itachi loved him just as much…..
Itachi and Father had their differences, but they were family….
Then, his father saw him; not Itachi's little brother nor the second born. His father saw Uchiha Sasuke, His Son and a child he was proud of…..
He told him not to follow after Itachi…..
Itachi killed the clan….everyone dead.
He would never again hear his father's approval…..
His Fathers Approval…so bittersweet…
Sasuke snapped alert and his chakra spiked. The water began bubbling, first slowly then picking up speed. Readouts and alarms spilled through room as various ninjas scrambled around and tried to make sense of what was happening.
Orochimaru stood in the middle of the chaos, his face in a demented smile.
Sasuke however was lost to his rage. His chakra spiked again and his arms lit up with chakra fire, burning even while underwater. Lighting arced around and with a strong pulse the tank flexed then exploded outwards, shards fired all across the room, perforating an unfortunate few.
Sasuke dropped to the ground, gravity taking control. As he lay there panting his hands still remain aflame, scorching and melting everything around it.
Orochimaru looked on with relish. Then he stepped forwards and gently picked the Uchiha up, mindful of the burning limbs.
"Soon Sasuke, you will be ready. Then will discover the truth of this world."
The last week had been murder on Tsunade; she sighed for the umpteenth time as she looked over the hastily compiled briefing notes and reports. Somewhere in the village the security teams were getting an old fashion tongue lashing and threat assessment reviews, while the civilians were once again assured the village was safe and the little damages repaired.
The attack had been foiled quickly, much to Tsunade's suspicions. It had taken just over eighteen hours however to realise the true significance of the move.
With the general alert sounded the village would go into lockdown, no movements in or out; civilians herded out of harm's way while the shinobi sorted matters out. Depending on how long the engagements last there was still a six hour mandatory blackout before the alert was called off.
Orochimaru knew this; and so he bought himself near enough twenty-four hours to get his agents out of the village, along with Uchiha Sasuke. Already Morino was assembling a list of those that had slipped the net, none of them traveling together further splitting Konoha's focus.
For once the Elder Council were not at her throat; considering how she had been dismantling Konoha's information network to root out any and all possible spies and leaks they knew the situation could have been much worse and so threw their backing on her initiative. Danzo too had been surprisingly helpful and called in a few 'favours' from information brokers, so far the wider world was unaware of the state in Konoha beyond what was widely accepted. And by the time the spies got to their respective homes Konoha would be fully operational making much of their intel redundant.
Still the disgruntled old ninja had several choice words for her and her teammates, some of which she had no grounds to refute; should she ever come across her teammate again she would once and for all determine just how far she could kick a man's head.
Jiraiya reckoned it would never fall back to the earth.
"Tsunade-Sama, Uzumaki-San has awakened" Tsunade perked at the news and straightened up. Since he had been brought back to the village he had been kept sedated as they operated on him. Kyuubi's chakra had put a fair amount of strain on his body despite the healing it could do; thankfully the resilience his family was known for kept him alive. Once he was in the clear they let him fall into a medical sleep.
That was almost five days ago. Now he was awake and they could get a full briefing.
Tsunade turned to her window and without hesitation leapt out, intent for the hospital. Also she was hoping to avoid-
"Tsunade" she sighed and her shoulders tensed slightly
"Councillors" Them.
She tossed them a cursory glance, noting how easily they kept up with her.
"Aren't you a little too old to be hopping rooftops. I will brief you once I'm done with my subordinate."
Homura sighed gently; Koharu remained stoic.
"We received word that Uzumaki-Kun is awake. We would like to hear first-hand the events that transpired. Besides, given his status and the situation you have to admit we are understandably….concerned."
Tsunade stopped short and gave them a hard glare. She had a scathing reply on her lips when Homura raised his hands consolingly.
"Peace, we are not making any accusations" the yet was left conveniently off and he gave a pointed glance to Koharu "and we will be making no statements to that effect."
The message went across, evidenced by Koharu's huff and short nod.
"History has taught us to be cautious, but we will defer to your judgement in this matter. We simply ask to observe the Jinchuriki."
Tsunade growled again and pushed off without reply, leaving the elders in her wake. It was going to be a long five years.
As they dropped in front of the hospital Tsunade wasn't in the least bit surprised to find Danzo waiting at the entrance. What was a welcome surprise however, was the return of her teammate.
"Tsunade, I came back as soon as word reached the streets."
The party of five crossed the threshold and headed straight for the recovery wards.
Naruto didn't care for the bustling and fussing nurses around him. he didn't care for the med Nins that came and went. He was sure he hurt Shizune's feelings some, but he didn't care to rectify it at that moment.
All he cared about was that he failed. He left Konoha without formal authorisation, chased down a renegade based on a hunch, not actual actionable intelligence, and he allowed the criminal to go free.
Yes, Sasuke to Naruto's mind was a criminal, and he failed to stop him.
And to think he started to respect, even appreciate the Uchiha's presence. A mistake he would not be making again.
Naruto sighed and ran his left hand through his hair, flinching subconsciously with the knowledge that his right arm was gone. It was an absolute disaster, a nightmare made manifest and he hoped fervently he wasn't pulled from active service. Ninja's had lost their careers to far less injuries.
Naruto went through his memories, running damage control. Every sight, sound and smell was carefully turned over, every inch of chakra activity and signature scrutinised. Some would say he was being overly paranoid, yet it was the paranoid ninja that lived to see the next sunrise.
As if playing on his fears the door open, letting in Tsunade and Jiraiya, followed swiftly by Homura, Koharu and an unknown.
The pressure in the room was tangible, so tangible Naruto couldn't help stiffen slightly.
"Hokage-Sama, Jiraiya-Shishou" Naruto gave an awkward bow, wincing in pain at the strain. Then he shifted and gave a shallower bow, "Elders Homura and Koharu, and Sir."
Tsunade's eyes flashed with approval before slipping back to neutral. She stepped close to the blonde and ran a pulsing hand along his frame. Immediately he relaxed as the pain and soreness left him and he sat up more easily.
"A thousand thanks, Hokage-Sama" Naruto said in relief.
"Uzumaki-Kun" Attention went straight to Homura; he indicated to the other man beside him "He was not present at the time of our meeting with Sarutobi; however this is the third of our body. Elder and Council Member Shimura Danzo"
Naruto gave a cautious bow and polite greeting, receiving merely a nod in return. Danzo moved slowly to the window, his cane rhythmically clapping against the ground.
"Jiraiya, seal the room" The white haired Sannin nodded and fished out a scroll and ink, making swift marking and sigils across its surface. Naruto watched with undisguised fascination as he felt the chakra weave through each character, taking on subtle inflections and patterns, all the more so as the overall effect began to take shape.
Jiraiya caught the look in his apprentices face and gave a smirk "One of many things we will brush up on when we start your training in earnest kid." Naruto nodded his head rapidly, his eyes never leaving the seal script. Once Jiraiya was done he went through quick handseals and Naruto's world became much smaller to his already impaired perception. Everything beyond his four walls was blocked off.
"The room is secure Tsunade." Jiraiya stated as he rose to his feet. Tsunade nodded and Sat on one of the chairs, directly beside Naruto.
"This is now an official debrief, we can't wait for you to fully recover, and even then you are on immediate assignment with Jiraiya. Do you understand?"
Naruto nodded resolutely.
"Good, Start from the very beginning, leave nothing out."
Not once did Naruto's voice shake or slip as he narrated the series of events, leading up to Sasuke's final escape. He kept most of his focus straight on Tsunade; however he wasn't blind to the subtle interactions between the Elders.
Especially the one called Danzo. Something about the older man made Naruto want to recoil from an alpha predator, a cunning intellect with ruthless drive. The man's chakra was significant, more so than Sarutobi's was late in life.
There was something else odd about it, but with his injuries and his perception off he couldn't really identify what.
"You say you fought off four of Orochimaru's men, killed two and disabled the others before being waylaid?" Koharu interrupted, ignoring the sharp glare from Tsunade.
"Three Honourable Elder" Naruto answered politely before focusing back on Tsunade "One of them was actually two people; A set of twins that had the ability to share one body. They could also merge with an unwilling host and deconstruct them on a cellular level. All of them bore curse seals, much like Uchiha Sasuke."
"Interesting, and their physical descriptions, I take it is accurate?" Homura interjected. Seeing the positive nod he and Koharu shared a glance, which didn't go unnoticed.
"Is there something about these Nin's I should be aware of" Tsunade called out. Homura turned to her, face pensive.
"Their descriptions match the profiles our ANBU forces filed on Orochimaru's personal guard during the invasion, all down to the last detail. If that is so, Uzumaki-Kun managed to take out some of the more dangerous of Orochimaru's agents." All eyes turned to Naruto.
"The circumstances were different, but thank you for your consideration" Naruto supplied with a bow. He proceeded on with his report, to the point where he had been disabled.
"The only coherent thought was from yesterday, waking up briefly and this morning. I'm unsure as to how I got to the village?"
"We managed to send word through to Suna. They were able to dispatch a team quickly and were on your location in time to find you. You might be familiar with them; Sabaku no Gaara and his siblings"
Naruto looked up sharply as his mind supplied a mental image of Gaara;
Red hair….and strange looking eyes. A hunched over item to the side….possibly a gourd?
"It might fit" Naruto intone slowly, he licked his lips and continued "before I went under I saw a red haired individual walking towards me, with strange features around the eyes. That is all I can remember."
"It matches the general description of Gaara." Tsunade stood up with a sigh. "Orochimaru had this planned for a while, and he bought Sasuke enough window to have him safe in his borders before the first response could even pick up a trail. Had you not acted quickly you would also have been caught up in the lockdown." Naruto nodded at the praise.
"Uzumaki-Kun, you intend to continue your career as a ninja correct?" for the first time since entering Danzo spoke, despite the soft innocuous question alarms gonged within Naruto to be wary.
"I do Honoured Elder. I have been assured my prognosis is clear and I should be combat ready within the next few days. My speciality does not require the use of two limbs and I can quickly adapt as the situation entails. I can assure you th-"Naruto began to babble but was cut off by a slight chuckle from Danzo.
"Peace young ninja. I would have blocked any move to have you removed from active duty. My only wish is that there are more like you currently in service, maybe the mishaps we have suffered as of late would not be so prevalent."
"No my real reasoning again has to do with our allies in Suna. They are the foremost masters in puppetry…and the arts of prosthetics" Naruto sharpened at the thought and his right shoulder twitched. Danzo gave another slight smile and nodded knowingly.
"You would like us to use this opportunity to further our knowledge on Suna's type of puppetry and medical applications of ninja grade prosthetics. My injuries and profile give us a suitable leverage to gain potential access to the information" Naruto summarised.
Danzo looked him over for a while, and then he turned towards Tsunade and gave a conciliatory bow.
"It appears some of my concerns were misplaced, and for whatever my word is worth in your court these days, he has my full endorsement." Danzo turned back to the window.
"Naruto, both Jiraiya and Danzo argued that you remain on full active duty. However your current disability is of some concern." Tsunade began, her hands running over his clip board "In a surprising move Gaara has made a formal request on your behalf to Suna for prosthetic replacement."
Naruto blinked, somewhat surprised at the offer from his fellow Jinchuriki
"You may have to go there with a number of our Med-Nins to oversee the procedure; or they would be coming here. At present it is unclear but once we know more we will let you know."
"Understood" Naruto clenched his left fist tight. So far everything was going okay.
"In two weeks kid, you and I are gone from here" Jiraiya stepped forwards, his face set in stone. "For the next three years we are going to hone your skills and keep an ear out, things are crawling in the woodwork and we cannot afford to be caught out again."
With the debrief over Tsunade personally discharged Naruto from the hospital, there was little more they could do for him that rest and recovery at his home wouldn't cover. As he made his way home he took note of the tell-tale signs of renovation and the slight jumpiness of the civilians.
He couldn't blame them, the series of attacks they suffered weighed heavily on all, ninja and civilian alike. Still they were from Konoha and as long as the will of fire burned, they would endure any hardship.
As he made his way home his mind again went over everything that had happened to that point. As he opened his front door he went through everything he said at the debrief.
And as the door shut he pondered the things he didn't say.
'And yes…why didn't he speak up? Tell them that it wasn't Gaara that found him? Point out that the position and location they found him was nowhere near the area they fought, regardless of the signs and battle scars present?'
That had stood out the most to Naruto, he knew he couldn't have moved under his own power to where Gaara had supposedly found him, even more he was absolutely sure he would never see Konoha again. He had been alone and surrounded by hostiles, by rights he should have been dead or worse taken captive.
The one that saved you? Why didn't you tell them where he was from? After all, it's not the first time you recognise the coat…'
Naruto shook his head as his thoughts spiralled. Yes he did recognise the coat, faded and delirious as he was, it was very distinctive and the power behind the chakra made it even more memorable.
He had been saved by Akatsuki, someone from Akatsuki and one he didn't recognise at that.
Are you sure. Take a good feel around, does it not ring any bells. You seem slow when you're tired
Naruto halted, his dull senses pinging again. Now that he thought about it, a foreign signature permeated the hallway. He stepped carefully further into his home and slipped a kunai in his left hand. And then began a sweep of each room.
The chakra was faded, but he could still feel it, in every room, in every corner. The same chakra that saved him…the same chakra that broke into his workshop…..!
Naruto stilled.
His chakra pulsed and he tore out of the house and headed for his workshop.
As soon as he stepped in he could tell; it was the same signature.
His home invader was an Akatsuki, one fascinated with his work enough to save his life. Who knew how long he had been under surveillance.
Not good.
Naruto pulsed his chakra and ten clones immediately formed, half went back to his house to sweep more thoroughly, checking to see if anything was out of place. The other half started on the workshop.
Naruto moved to his desk and used his chakra threads to pull his pads and pens closer and then made meticulous notes, everything was written down and nothing left to chance.
Impressive, still you never answered my earlier question. Why didn't you speak up on your concerns, and matter of fact, why not go report this now?
Naruto huffed, he couldn't because again it was mostly insubstantial. Whoever was watching him was leaving no trace, only just enough for Naruto to catch a hint of them. Crying wolf now would be juvenile and not see him in a good light.
So, the fact that an Akatsuki member, an organisation so steeped in the shadows of the shinobi world even Jiraiya the foremost of spy masters can barely get a blip on them, that Akatsuki member saved your life and conveniently left you to be found by Suna, and brought back to the village, to which he had broken into a second time without any evidence otherwise.
This you consider juvenile.
Naruto slowed as the thoughts filtered through him. When put that way, it was a lot more damming.
Hmm, and one final question. When did you learn to write in a defunct Cloud cypher? A cypher meant to crack the equally defunct Sand encryptions used for secure messages to Konoha? Encryptions where no two villages were alike in any way shape or form?
Naruto went cold as he took a good look at what he was actually writing. It was indeed in code, but worse off he could read through it clearly.
I have never learned these codes. I wasn't even aware they existed…..
I know, I took the liberty of gifting it to you, bear in mind it wasn't easy. I'm also the reason you never spoke of your doubts to your Hokage and the elders, think of it as our little game….
Naruto blinked, now suddenly aware that the thoughts he had been having, weren't his thoughts at all.
Look in the mirror, on your left.
Naruto gulped and his heart hammered in his chest. Slowly he turned towards his reflection.
…someone completely different stared back at him.
"Uzumaki Naruto" Naruto was in shock. His body moved against his will and strode over to a large mirror, one he had no idea how it got there. As he stood before it he saw to some relief his reflection.
Only to stiffen as another stood over his mirrors shoulder. A hand fell on his shoulder and gave a firm grip. Naruto immediately felt it but there was no one there.
"I am Sasori, formerly of Suna. I am also a student of the puppet arts, and the greatest to come out of Suna. You can thank me for saving your life when we next meet." Sasori released his shoulder in the mirror and Naruto felt it fade.
"You can relax, this is merely a message I left you, although you were substantially more difficult than my usual drones. The ability to make living puppets, conditioned to operate normally and then activate on triggers is somewhat of a speciality of mine. I'm sure you can work out the benefits of such a technique."
Sasori moved to stand behind him, allowing Naruto to drink in his features.
"I wanted you to see me. I want you to know who haunts your shadows and follows your steps. I have given you much information, the members of Akatsuki, their abilities and leanings, Orochimaru and his current agenda. All filled out in your handwriting" he indicated to the scroll Naruto had been filling, but then a smirk filled his face and Naruto with dread.
"Still it would be a shame if you shared it with anyone just yet, after all some might wonder how you came across such old codes, codes only the older generation would be aware of. Couple that with the information you left out and the knowledge I've just given you…." Sasori didn't need to say more, each word doomed Naruto into silence.
"Now I give you a warning. Train, grow, and improve. Akatsuki wants you, rather they seek what you hold. The nine of you are now their targets and they will find and capture each and every one of you. I will be among them, know this."
Sasori gripped both his shoulders and stood over him, almost like a farther to his son.
"I spent decades honing my craft and my art. And since then Suna has staggered and grown slack, merely content with all that is there. They have not seen what I can truly do, but you will. You are the chance to breathe new life back into the old art, and that is why I have interest in you."
"So now I must ask you, and when next we meet you will give me your answer."
Tell me…what is your art?
A.N - hey again, and wow their are sooo many reviews to chapter 36. where to start?
Slyvi17, Kakazustash, dead for life, LordTicky, Waldo Santiago & Jojo - thanks guys. i'm glad you all enjoyed the chapter, probably the most difficult one to date.
DeathCrawler - i'll say nothing to the first part of the review, 3 yrs is a long time. the second part however, wish sort of granted?
Drakon45 & xXElectrodeXx - Sasori is the one person who has zero motivation for anything in Akastuki. from when we first saw him to his second death, he was so underplayed which was a shame. Now though...
Jayley - for the record i didn't plan that, the story just kept adapting and then the enemies got more and more powerful and the situations more dangerous. still, all the more reason to train and improve, that way he keeps the pieces he has left.
DanielHimura - (author winces) if he lives and makes things more interesting for us later, will you forgive me? (author looks hopefully)
Guest (positive) - Sasuke lives in a world far beyond the real one. he keeps the past very close because it gives him the one thing he only ever wanted, no matter how painful the scars it leaves on his mind. His fathers approval somehow always gets lost in his angst, i thought i'd bring those back home were they belong.
Guest (negative) - sorry couldn't help you, hope you find your kind of stories.
Aeroshadowclone - welcome and thanks for your support, hope you enjoy the rest of the story.
and done. thanks again all, give me a few weeks because i want to have a couple of chapters ready before i start posting.
i will also introduce new puppets and skills for almost everyone, on that i welcome your thoughts and opinions, and although not all may be used or even none, it still is nice to see what everyone's ideas are
Take care and see ya soon