Ok. It has been brought to my attention that this chapter was not up to my original standards. After swallowing my pride, wallowing in probably just a little too much self-pity I have to admit you're all right. So in the name of good fan fiction I've gone through and overhauled the offending scene. I'm much happier with it and I hope you will be too. Obviously I'll have to make some small adjustments to the next chapter expect those sometime 5/7/06 or at worst 5/12/06

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Kyuubi's Legacy

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Kyuubi sprinted through the forest dozens of miles from Konoha he was on his way to a part of the forest where man rarely tread. In fact to the best of his knowledge no one had come there in almost thirteen years. As he ran he thought about his situation and the situation of his two charges. The first thing that leapt to the forefront of his mind was his own mortality. He wasn't going to live forever, not now that he had been sealed inside a mortal. When they went he went with them. At least now that he had gotten Kit to spilt the seal he wouldn't just fade away. That had always frightened Kyuubi the most. Not that he would ever admit to anyone he was afraid of anything, the thought of just fading, of just slowly becoming less and less real frightened him to his core. He had always been a fighter, something he and Kit shared, and it wasn't in is nature to give up or just fade away. If he was going to die he was going to go down kicking and screaming in battle or he was going quietly at the top of the dog pile. Some might call this vanity, but Kyuubi wasn't leaving this world without a legacy that was for sure. And despite being know as a monstrous force of destruction he'd actually rather be know for making something with what little, relatively speaking, time he had left.

Now he turned his thoughts to that legacy he would make. Trapped as he was by the seal his options for his legacy were severely limited. There was however one very obvious outlet, his charges Kit and Kitten. Kit had a big dream, and even if she wouldn't admit it Kitten did too, but both would need help. Kit had confidence and drive, but couldn't control himself and wouldn't focus on anything except getting recognition, forcing people to acknowledge him; that and protecting his precious people. Kitten had control, but she lacked confidence.

In short they were perfect for each other. Kit could spark the fire in Kitten, and Kitten could temper the flame in Kit. If, of course, Kyuubi could get Kitten to come out of her shell. One didn't spend ten minutes, much less four days, in her head without discovering a very interesting fact: Hyuga Hinata very obviously harbored feelings for Kit. Kyuubi smiled ruefully as he recalled a few of the memories he had viewed while she had been asleep. Yes, if there was one thing he knew about Hinata it was that she was smitten by Kit, and he was perhaps the only one who didn't know. Her only problem was, once again however, confidence, something that Kit had in abundance, hence the attraction.

The question then of course became whether or not Kit would return Kitten's feelings, and this for Kyuubi as well as Kitten was a mystery. Kyuubi sighed, an annoying habit he had picked up from humans. If there was one thing Kyuubi knew about Kit it was that he hid his emotions well. So well in fact that even Kyuubi, a resident of the young boy's mind, had difficulty sorting it all out. It wasn't, however impossible, just difficult.

A few hours brought Kyuubi many miles closer to his physical destination and equally far in his mental pursuit. The hours of musing over Naruto's memories convinced Kyuubi of his course of action and his method of execution. Mentally tallying days he figured that had about two weeks before he could set his plan into motion. Satisfied with his choice Kyuubi let his mind wander as he ran, remembering days long past in an age that was now myth.

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Kyuubi walked through the thriving village with a grim purpose. A simple Jutsu accommodated his travel through the narrow, for a demon of his size, streets. Yet even disguised as a human Kyuubi was easily recognizable to the citizens of the forest village. His robes were a flamboyant combination of crimson and gold trim, and the jet-black symbol on his back marked him clearly as none other than the lord of flames. If that wasn't enough his rust red hair and scarlet eyes could belong to no other.

As he walked through the bustling main street people on all sides greeted him warmly, calling out to him with broad smiles and kind words. It was almost enough for him to reconsider his decision, but no matter how well his clan was recived here or anywhere, the fact of the matter was simply that things couldn't continue the way they were. If they did, war was inevitable.

Picking up his pace he arrived at the base of a large cliff a few minutes later. Looking at it brought fond memories of his old friend's insistence that their images be carved into that cliff so that all could remember them. Kyuubi had always snorted and asked why any one would want to defile nature with his ugly mug. He smiled wistfully before steeling himself and entering the small building at the base of the cliff.

Inside a group of seven men sat around a table that was headed by a young looking man. A second glance however revealed something odd about him. Although he did indeed look young his face held an ageless quality about it and his eyes sparkled with the light of wisdom, wisdom far greater than that of someone so young. He was of course not as young as he looked and if someone where to inquire to his age he would calmly answer a spry two hundred and seventy three.

Kyuubi waited calmly for the meeting to end and when the final clan head had bowed out past him he turned and greeted his oldest human friend. "Your looking well today Honou no Kage-san."

The Kage snorted as he replied. "No thanks to your delinquent nephew." He averted his eyes for a moment before meeting Kyuubi's gaze with a stern look. "I've know you long enough Kyuubi to know when there's something you want to tell me, and it doesn't take a genius to guess that it's not good news."

Kyuubi nodded and smiled sadly. "We're leaving, all of us."

The old man nodded, offering the demon a hand. "I suppose it was inevitable wasn't it. Will you ever come back?"

Kyuubi clasped the outstretched hand. "Yes it was, and yes we will. Eventually. Take care of this place, we gave up a lot to keep it safe."

Nashio, first Honou no Kage, nodded and watched is old friend depart. Five years later Nashio died and an age truly came to an end.

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Two days later Kyuubi reached his destination. Landing on the ground he could feel the demonic energy filling the air from thousands of years worth of barriers that kept this place safe from humans, and drifting in the midst of it all he could feel his own barriers and wards that he had placed on his den before he had left thirteen years ago.

Kyuubi stopped a moment and breathed in the rich forest air, laden with energy it seemed to speak of an age long dead. For Kyuubi this was home. Shifting to his fox form Kyuubi continued deeper into the forest towards his den. As he walked Kyuubi was fully aware of the alarms he was tripping. Ironic that being the lord of flames he could hear the alarms he was setting off, but because of the seal he was setting them off regardless. In his mind he began ticking off seconds, wondering how long it would take one of the sentinels to arrive.

At 198 seconds Kyuubi arrived at his den and shifted back to his human form. "Hmm, sloppy." He thought as he slowly dismantled his barrier. At 316 seconds the barrier was down and his den was open, he entered slowly chiding the sentinels for their lateness. At 457 seconds three large kitsune entered Kyuubi's den with a deep unease. The leader had five tails and his two companions had three and two respectively.

Deep within his expansive den Kyuubi inspected everything from top to bottom, checking to make sure nothing was damaged or misplaced. Kyuubi let out a deep sigh as he entered a large room that served as a library. Every thing was just the way he left it, with the exception of a generous layer of dust that had settled on everything.

At 511 seconds the three sentinels finally stumbled upon the intruder in a chamber that had thirteen years prior severed as Kyuubi bedchamber. All three growled at Kyuubi now in his human form once more, sitting calmly in the middle of the chamber. All three moved to attack when Kyuubi summoned all the power he could safely gather and lifted his eyes to face the sentinels. Even though he was only able to draw a millionth part of his full power it was enough to stop all three kitsune in their tracks.

"Perhaps thirteen years has been too long, but really I haven't changed that much." Kyuubi said with an air of command and control.

All three kitsune recognized the voice and the aura of power left no doubts in their minds, the Lord of Flames had returned. Bowing deeply they all stammered an apology for the error. Kyuubi wrinkled his nose, as he smelt fear rolling off of them. "Perhaps thirteen years really has been too long." Looking once more on the three kitsune Kyuubi revaluated his opinion. "Or perhaps it has been too long since my clan lived with humans."

"I have a message that you must deliver. I want you to tell Autumn-Tail and Rune-Tail that I have returned. Tell them that I will be watching the clan. Tell them to be ready when I call. Now go." The three Kitsune scampered off to do the bidding of their lord. Kyuubi waited until they were far away from his den before he carefully replaced the barrier. Once his task was complete he stood silently and headed for his library, there were things recorded there that he had to check before he returned to his charges. Things that were more ancient than even him.

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Ino stepped out of the hospital in to the cold Konoha night. Feeling the cold night air against her skin she silently cursed forgetting her jacket. It was the beginning of winter and despite its name fire country played host to some rather cold winters. Dropping into a quick gait she let her feet guide her, turning her thoughts down other avenues.

Ino had just come from seeing the genin who had been injured during the mission to recover Sasuke from the sound four. Shikamaru had been released yesterday along with Kiba. Neji, Hinata and Naruto would be released tomorrow, but Choji still hadn't awakened and both remaining members of team 10 were beginning to worry more than a little.

Ino turned left again and barely registered that she was no longer heading towards her home but to that of a certain pink haired shinobi. A few minutes, two lefts and a right later, Ino's thoughts caught up with her feet. It had been a long time since she had seen Sakura, in fact she hadn't seen hide nor hare of Sakura since she had returned the night of the mission with Sasuke on her back saying something about Hinata needing help. Ino looked up from her thoughts and found herself staring at the house of one Haruno Sakura.

Ino sighed, this wasn't the first time she had come to the Haruno household since the events of that night, far from it. But each time before she had just stood there staring at the house and wondering if she should go in and talk to Sakura, and each time she had turned away leaving Sakura to what ever it was that troubled her. "Not this time." She thought to herself walking up to the door and reaching for the bell.

Moments later the door was opened by Sakura's mother who took one look at Ino before practically dragging her inside. One look at the elder Haruno and Ino could tell she was on the brink of tears. Carefully Ino spoke to the obviously distraught parent. "What's wrong?"

Sakrua's mom was quick to explain the situation. Apparently after returning from the recovery of the genin, Sakura had given the Hokage a report on what had happened. Then she had come home and locked herself in her room, only coming out for the call of nature or when hunger drove her to raid the refrigerator. Whenever her mom had confronted her Sakura would mumble something about classified and no one understanding then go back to her room. Feeling guilty for not coming earlier, Ino agreed to help and soon found herself ushered up to Sakura's room.

Ino applied a subtle pressure to the lock pick and heard the lock click open. Grinning triumphantly she pushed the door open and heard a gasp escape her lips. Sakura's mom had said she looked bad, but Ino had never imagined how bad she meant. The lights were all off and the only light came from a small TV that sat on near the wall to Ino's right. The TV was muted as though the occupant of the room had just suddenly lost interest and hadn't cared to turn it off. All over the floor were discarded plates, bowls and cups; tissues were pilled on, in, and near the trashcan by the bed, which lay along the far wall. On the bed was Sakura looking decidedly worse for wear. She lay staring at the ceiling, her hair was a mess and her clothes looked like she hadn't changed them since she had returned. Her eyes looked to the ceiling with a dead gaze and her face was still streaked from where she had stopped crying hours earlier.

Stepping inside Ino closed the door and picked her way across the room. Sakura continued to stare up at the ceiling, oblivious to her friend standing over her. After a minute of waiting Ino spoke up in an uncharacteristically timid voice. "Sakura, what happened?"

Finally Sakura looked at her friend turned rival, a thousand emotions flashed through her eyes in an instant before she averted her gaze. Rolling over she faced the wall and resumed her staring. "Nothing, Naruto beat Sasuke and then stayed behind to help Hinata. You know the rest."

Ino bit her lower lip, thinking. She had seen the emotions fill Sakura's eyes in that brief moment. There had been, among others, hope, fear, indecision, and anger. Ino knew that Sakura was carrying a heavy burden even if she didn't suspect the half of it. She also knew she couldn't force it out. Slowly she turned and walked to the door, and pulled it open. Stopping, silhouetted against the hall light she spoke. "Sakura, I'm always here if you need to talk, you can tell me anything. When you're ready I'll still be here, but until then people are worried about you. You can't hide in here forever, you'll have to face it sooner or later."

With a final look back Ino left Sakura to her pain. For a long time Sakura simply stared at the ceiling, but slowly Ino's words broke through the haze. Ino was right Sakura realized, she couldn't hide here forever. "But no one understands what I saw." She told herself. "No one understands the nightmares I have about him, and no one ever will because Hokage-sama forbid me from telling anyone."

Sakura lay for a while longer before a tiny voice in the back of her head spoke up. "Naruto would understand, and he already knows so you can talk to him."

"But I've already hurt him, he wouldn't want to help me." This time the voice was silent.

Sakura lay on her bed for a few more minutes before drifting off into a fitful slumber. When she awoke it was early, she considered just lying there as she had since her return, but something made her get up. Ino was right and Sakura knew it. She left her room and tried to settle back into the routine that had been shattered by Sasuke's betrayal. It still hurt to think of him. Even after all she had seen, the cold way he had turned her down still hurt. Even after she had laid her heart bare he had still hurt her and time had only just begun to dull the pain.

An hour later she walked out of the house, leaving her mother a note. She set out into the nearly deserted streets of Konoha. As she walked she made up her mind, she would never be hurt like that again. She had cried for him and she still hurt for him or because of him, she couldn't tell. But now there would be no more tears. Slowly, with deliberate care she wrapped her heart in steel. She would be as cold as he had been because that was the only way to stop the pain.

The next time she spoke with her friends her answers were polite but distant, and they all seamed to understand her decision. They all had had to come to terms with the betrayal, and to each his or her own. This was her way, for her it was the only way. She had cried for him but she had no tears left. Never again, she promised herself, never again.

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Naruto was bored. He was really bored. It had been three days since he and Hinata had woken up. When Tsunade had returned she had told them that they would stay in the hospital for another few days while she worked out the details. She had then told Hinata that although they were forbidden to tell anyone from their own generation about Kyuubi or the events after the Valley of the End, it was up to her whether or not she told her father about what Naruto had done.

So for the last three days they had been confined to their hospital room, with only the occasional visit from friends and teammates to interrupt them, and frankly that was the way they liked it. With only themselves in the room they didn't have to pretend to be injured and they could talk freely. For the first two days, in between visits from well-wishers, Naruto had told her a more complete account of his time with Kyuubi, including his fight with Gaara. She had had a lot of questions about what Kyuubi was like, and what it was like having him inside Naruto. Naruto had told her every thing he could about Kyuubi, but some things eluded him, such as why Kyuubi insisted on calling him Kit or her Kitten or his past before Konoha.

Near the end of the second day she had run out of questions and the conversation had turned to their pasts. His was simple and for the most part already known to her. Hers however was a complete mystery to him and quickly became the topic of discussion. At first Hinata had been reluctant to talk about her past, but once she started she found it easy to tell Naruto things she hadn't told anyone else. Naruto, for his part, managed noticed that she seemed more at ease around him that she usually did. She didn't stutter as much and blushed less.

Now it was the third day, almost a week since the events at the valley, and Tsunade had told them they would be released today. Now they were just waiting on Neji, who would be leaving at the same time. His wounds weren't absolutely healed yet, but both Neji and Hiashi had insisted that he be released to the Hyuga compound as soon as he no longer required hospitalization.

Naruto paced the room impatiently awaiting Neji's arrival; in contrast Hinata sat patiently on her bed once more in her traditional garb. "I wonder how much longer Neji-nee-san will be? It's been almost three hours since Tsunade-sama told us we could leave with him." Naruto opened his mouth to respond, but as if her words had summoned him, the door opened and Neji followed Tsunade in.

"TSUNADE-BA-CHAN!" Naruto cried, attempting to burn off some of his pent up energy.

As Neji joined the other genin, Hinata rose and bowed respectfully to Tsunade. "Hokage-sama."

Flashing a smile at the three young shinobi she began to address them. "Alright, the three of you are free to go, but Neji remember what I said about taking it easy for the next couple of days." Finally she walked over and handed Naruto and Neji each a small white envelop. "For the mission." She explained before leaving.

The three lingered a moment longer before leaving the hospital. At the entrance they parted ways, Neji saying that Tsunade would put him back in critical condition if she found out he hadn't gone home. Hinata was about to follow when Naruto spoke up.

"Hey, Hinata. Want to get something to eat? After all that hospital food I could sure go for some ramen. My treat."

Hinata blushed furiously, Naruto was asking her if she wanted to go for ramen, and he was offering to pay. That… that was… was like a date! She could hardly contain her joy.

Hinata wasn't paying attention, so she didn't notice the surprise that clouded Naruto's face. He had felt something strange. It was like when he felt Kyuubi's emotions, but it was different. When he felt what Kyuubi was feeling it was like waves emanating from his prison, and anyway, Kyuubi wasn't in his cage right then. Naruto hadn't felt Kyuubi since he had disappeared from the hospital room three days earlier. These emotions felt more like an echo. Naruto shrugged mentally and resolved to solve this mystery on a full stomach.

As Naruto completed his contemplations Hinata looked up, blush still staining her cheeks. "O-Ok."

Naruto smiled his biggest smile. "Alright, lets go." He said stabbing his finger towards the ramen shop.

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Ten minutes later Naruto and Hinata walked into Ichiraku Ramen and took seats along the counter. Ichiraku greeted them warmly and took their orders. After placing his order Naruto looked around the shop at the other patrons. Sitting at a table a short ways away Naruto spied Ino and Shikamaru together. Ino seemed to be carrying on an animated conversation with somebody; however her only companion, Shikamaru, seamed to be ignoring her entirely. Waving to the pair Naruto called out. "Hey Ino, hey Shikamaru."

Shikamaru and Ino looked up and waved back. "Hey Naruto, hey Hinata." Hinata stammered a reply as Ino, who was done with her food, walk up and plopped down next to Hinata. As she did the ramen arrived and both Naruto and Hinata dug in; Konoha hospital's food was notoriously bad. After a few moments watching them Ino smiled and leaned close to Hinata. "So, have you told him yet?" she whispered to the other girl. Ino worked at her family's flower shop and so in addition to being well versed in the language of flowers she also recognized the signs of someone admiring someone else from afar. The fact that it was an open secret that Hinata liked Naruto didn't hurt either. Ino enjoyed teasing Hinata about it whenever she could and Hinata's response this time was the kind of thing that made it all worth it. Hinata, upon hearing Ino's words, came very close to choking on a bite of ramen. After she recovered she looked at Ino with crimson on her cheeks and shook her head.

Naruto hadn't heard Ino's words nor had he seen their effect, this was because once more he felt an echo of emotion in the back of his mind. The emotion had been different this time, embarrassment laced with fear and regret. He was really starting to wonder what was going on, and he wasn't the only one. Hinata's blush died as confusion filled her face; in the back of her mind she had felt the strangest thing. It was as if there was an echo of shock followed by confusion. Now in both teens confusion was growing, as ones confusion echoed to the other and only served to compound the confusion of the following echoes. Both Naruto and Hinata were trying desperately to make sense of what was going on when Naruto felt a familiar presence fill his mind.

Kyuubi returned to Naruto and Hinata and quickly used their memories to catch up on the past few days. When he reached the events of the past few minutes he quickly slipped fully into Hinata's mind, and broke down into a fit of laughter. "Five days, well I do believe that's a record. And given the way Kitten feels about Kit, this should make for some very good fun." As he mused Hinata and Naruto, both disturbed by the emotional echoing and curious about Kyuubi's absence the past few days, quickly finished their meal and excused themselves, saying that they had something they had to talk to the Hokage about. With that they dashed out of the ramen shop and made for team seven's training ground.

As expected the area was empty when they arrived. While Naruto waited for Kyuubi to stop hiding in Hinata's mind, Hinata was having a conversation with the nine-tailed one. "You really should tell him Kitten. Before he figures it out for himself."

Hinata "Eeped" verbally before replying. "W-what d-do you mean? H-how do you know?"

Kyuubi radiated pleasure at his new containers confusion and frustration. "I mean before your emotions give it all away, and I can read your memories, that's how I know. Perhaps you'd like me to tell him for you." Kyuubi said smirking. He didn't want to push them too much, and as such wouldn't go so far as to revel Hinata's precious secret outright; but that didn't mean he was above a little nighttime innuendo if it served his purpose.

Hinata meanwhile was becoming increasingly flustered. It was perhaps her greatest ambition to tell Naruto how she felt, but having it come out like this wasn't what she'd imagined. Honestly as convenient as it would be for someone else to reveal her secret, no matter how much easier it would be for Naruto to figure it out himself Hinata wanted nothing so much as to say those words to him. In the name of this goal Hinata worked up a great deal of her courage and steeled herself to face the being who was still very much a monster out of legend for her. "K-Kyuubi-S-s-sama, please don't. I-I've been watching N-Naruto-kun for so long, I…I want to tell him myself."

For a long moment Kyuubi considered Hinata's statement. Before breaking out into deep rolling laughter. It struck Kyuubi, once the Lord of Flames, Master of all Kitsune as infinitely amusing that this young human whom he had just recently decided would be the vessel of his legacy professed such love for Kit but was now defending her secret affection from him. Kyuubi could hardly contain his mirth from spilling over into Naruto's mind it was utterly absurd. Even in ancient times when he had walked among humans he had never seen anything as utterly pointless as this escapade.

Hinata, to her credit, did not quake, visibly, nor cry, out loud, upon hearing Kyuubi's booming echoing laughter rolled though her head. She managed to keep a tight reign on her fear and weather the metaphorical storm. Finally Kyuubi's laughter abated and he allowed that while he'd seen nothing quite this bad he had witnessed his share of love-induced chases, some more literal than figurative.

"Very well, I won't tell him. But bare in mind Kitten that no matter how dense Kit is, after this you won't be able to hide anything for much longer."

Hinata only barely checked a sigh of relief, "A little longer is all I need."

"I hope so Kitten, I hope so." Letting himself fill Naruto's mind as well Kyuubi prepared to smooth things over with his viscously confused container.

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Far across Konoha, deep below the Hokage tower, Tsunade was preparing for a very different exchange. As she walked towards the door at the other end of the dimly lit stone chamber she could just make out the six ANBU guards currently on duty. Another dozen were off duty in the room she had just left, meaning that even if the six here were dispatched an escapee would still have to go through the other dozen, not to mention the entire Hokage tower. Tsunade shivered slightly from the cold and damp in the room as she reached the door. As she stepped into a pool of light five feet from the door, a pair of the ANBU stepped out, katanas at the ready. Tsunade raised her hands up and waited as the guards went through a series of seals, activating a ninjutsu to counter genjutsu illusions, or any other concealment of identity, and a second ninjutsu to remove anything that would control or affect Tsunade's actions.

As expected the ANBU found nothing out of the ordinary, but had to stifle a chuckle as the genjutsu Tsunade used to conceal her age dropped. Once they were satisfied that she was in fact the Hokage, she sighed and reformed the genjutsu. Moments later one of the guards finished unlocking the cell and pulled the door open. Steeling herself against what she knew she would find Tsunade crossed the threshold.

The door closed behind Tsunade and for a moment she simply stood and looked around the dank, gloomy cell. It had been constructed to hold the most dangerous criminals of the Leaf, and had only been used once before. After a moment's inspection to assure everything was where it should be, she turned to the cell's occupant. The young man sat with his back against the wall, his arms were spread out eagle and secured to the wall by heavy chains that started in the upper corners of the room and ended in what looked like solid cylinders of steel. In fact they were hollow and contained a gel, so when the cuff was closed over his hand and wrist it held his fingers immobile, so that even if he knew how he couldn't do any one handed seals. His feet were locked to the floor by a similar mechanism. His head was bent and his eyes were closed, but his breathing revealed to Tsunade that he was still awake.

"Uchiha Sasuke" Tsunade said with an air of command.

The hunched figure shook as he chuckled silently. He raised his head and opened his eyes, and looked Tsunade straight in the eyes. His eyes were, as they always were during her meetings with him, blood red and had three small marks around his pupil. He always activated the Sharingan when she checked on him, just to prove he could. Smiling, he spoke in a harsh whisper that echoed in the small chamber. "Hokage, you come once more. You flatter me, really. Do I really scare you that much?" He grinned wider. "Or have you come to try to convince me to give up trying to get away. It won't work. I told Naruto at the Valley of the End, and I'm telling you, I won't return once I get free. You can't hold me here forever, eventually I'll get out, and then," his eyes took on a hungry look, "When I do get out I hope Naruto comes for me, because this time I'll kill him, without that little bitch to protect him…" Sasuke's words were cut short as Tsunade's full-armed chakra enhanced slap took him in the side of the head. He heard the bones in his jaw crack again, and stars swam through his vision, but as Tsunade stalked out he smiled, he had won again.

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AND THAT'S A WRAP PEOPLE. Ok before you all scurry off to review a few notes. In the last chapter I asked for some translations thank you to all that helped with that, but it has come to my attention that I asked for the wrong thing. I should have said I need the translation of Dual fist not Duel fist (see the crucial difference) and on further reflection I believe it would be more accurate to ask for Twin fist. Thank you all for your help, until next time. Happy Nondenominational Winter Celebration.

Repost Notes: I'm still waiting on a Twin Fist translation. I've gotten one that's close, so I might use that. Also, Shadow Dance or Dance of Shadows. If I can get those I'll be set for a while.