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All hail the henohenomoheji!

（The じ doesn't work here T-T)

UPDATED (25/8/15) - Wow, talk about forever. Anyway, I'm here to let all of you lovely people know that I am fully recovered from the events of the fall. Yay! And that I've started working on a fourth chapter of Allies!
I do have pieces for the third but I currently can't find them and it's just a lot of character development and settling in, which honestly I could replace the chapters if I wanted to. But, I want to get something out there for you all as soon as I can that is of the quality you deserve to see from me. So expect a 2,000-3,000 word chapter here within a week if all goes well. After that I'll see if I can't get the plot rolling.
Thank you for being so patient and supportive of me! Seriously, you people are crazy and wonderful and I love you all.
Also, we've passed some trail marks as far as the story's popularity goes so I'll see if I can't acknowledge some people and get some fun stuff going. SO, as I was saying, look forward to a chapter in the next week!

UPDATED (21/6/14) - Just got back from New Zealand people! Love all the friendly foreigners! And yay for Hobbiton - seriously, in the middle of a sheep farm.

Now, to the thing I actually wanted to say. If you read my stories, first of all, thank you for wasting these moments of your life, and secondly, I apologize for my absence. I'm not going to explain it all because it's been well over 3 months, but know this - I haven't abandoned my writing.

Stories

Allies of the Leaf-(NEW) Naruto HP crossover- completely different setting and premise from the old one, really, they're not related at all, but I was too lazy to think up another name the night I was posting. If I change the name, I'll put a notice up.

The Last Taboo- Leviathan one shot- OneSided! DerynAlek and character death, slightly angst-y

And So It Begins- Artemis Fowl one shot- could possibly add more drabbles in the future, but is currently a one shot, was an English book report assignment so it wasn't set up to promote chapters

Torn Hearts- (HAS BEEN DELETED)- LeeSaku- At age 26, Rock Lee has everthing he's ever dreamed of. He's an amazing shinobi, he has the greatest friends in the world, and finally, after years of failure, he's won the heart of the only woman he's ever loved. Neji leaves for Suna as Konoha's ambassador, leaving Tenten and Lee to carry out the missions as a pair. When Sakura blows up, will Lee turn to Tenten and their new-found closeness? Will one of Konoha's favorite couples crumble and disolve? And what awaits Neji in Suna? - Abandoned

The Diary- (NEW) Pride and Prejudice- An essay for a British Lit course second semester (I do a lot of writing for English that has the potential to be posted up here, I realized recently). Elizabeth's diary entry from points in the book, I only needed one for the class, but if I ever get motivated and find time between everything else, I'll probably add more. It's more geared towards multiple entries, unlike And So It Begins.

I also have several other little one-shots and drabbles I will be attempting to upload now that I have found the time. Be warned- I am completely consumed by anime and college so updates may be irregular.

Fics I'd Love to See

One Piece x Free! - I can just see Luffy pissing the hell out of Rin. And the crew just wouldn't be the same unless they were actually from the OP world, so either they have their memories and no Akuma no mi, or they're exactly the same.

One Piece x Shingeki no Kyojin - Picturing the Thousand Sunny crashing into the wall for some reason; and Luffy trying to convince the Titans to join his crew on their first meeting.

Harry Potter x Brave - Mainly inspired by the thought of the castle being Hogwarts and a fondness for mischievous twin/triplet redheads.

Naruto x Prince of Tennis - I'm so tired of Sakura centric fics. Don't get me wrong, Sakura has gotten better with Shippuden, but I just can't stand the whole girl on guy's tennis team, or those silly little harem fics that refuse to let themselves be labeled as such because she only falls in love with one guys while all of them grovel at her feet. Yea, she bugs me. I don't really see any shinobi wasting time trying to learn how to play tennis. Mix it up, make them fall through accidently, make them bodyguards that can't be seen, use different characters, whatever. Just make it interesting and non-Sakura centric.

Harry Potter x One Piece - I've seen tons of "Law is Harry!" fics and Harry is so-and-so reincarnated, I've also seen a lot of Harry goes to OP because he's actually related or is Shanks, or his dad is Shanks or some similar load, but I've barely seen, not that I haven't, where Harry is just Harry, with no ties. And I have a big thing for MasterOfDeath!Harry, he's just so much fun.

Harry Potter x Magi - Magi isn't really getting the love it deserves, probably because it's not in English and hasn't really been advertised much at all. I see a lot of straight Magi oneshots and romances but no real plot fics. This would really help develop things along and hopefully draw some attention.

Magi x Naruto - Again.

Shingeki no Kyojin x Magi - Again.

Glee x Fullmetal Alchemist - Don't really know why. I was rereading HPxGlee stuff and I was rewatching Brotherhood and it really depressed me when I went to go look for this story and there wasn't one. I really want Ed to snap on the jocks for some short comment and Sue and Ed's rants would be simply epic! I can't see why it hasn't been done before.

As noted above, I have a thing for MasterOfDeath!Harry and PostPein!Naruto, especially KyuubiMode!Naruto after Bee's training. My favorite Luffy is post time skip, but I like him beforehand too, however, I can't really see him in romantic relationships much until he's older, so I don't really read much pairing of him, except Ace and sometimes Zoro cause they're an integral part of him.

When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask, "How could you?" -- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub.

My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.

We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.

She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate.

Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me.

These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said, "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar, as he screamed “No, Daddy Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.

You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked, "How could you?" They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream... or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.

When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured, "How could you?" Perhaps because she understood my dog speak, she said, "I'm so sorry."

She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her.

It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.

Put this on your profile if it touched your heart too.

You see a kid abusing a puppy with a baseball bat. 97% would yell "STOP!" 2% would cheer, 1% would go get the baseball bat, hit the kid, and go take the puppy to the vet. Post this on your page if you're one of the 1%.

A/N: I had to post this beacuse of the breed specific laws. In Denver alone, people have had over 2,000 dogs confiscated and killed because they resembled or looked like pit bulls. One woman wanted to keep her dog, so she moved out of town. When she visited her family still in the city, she brought her dog. They took him immediately, and when she tried to get a lawyer, the city wouldn't take her case because she had already opted out of the first case, chosing to move instead. By the time they managed to get the case settled and she went to pick up her dog, a dog that had been raised and loved by a family with children, a dog who had never hurt anyone, she pick him up in a plastic bag.They killed a harmless dog because of his appearence. Breed specific laws are like Black Codes for dogs and are simply cruel. As a proud owner of a pit mix that is sweet, loves everyone, and babies my 2 year old niece, this is simply unacceptable. If you have any heart whatsoever, oppose the confiscation and killing of any innocent dog and help your state outlaw BSL (breed specific laws). Or as I like to call them, Bull Shit Laws.

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