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"He was not captured by force of arms, but by their softness."
-Saran of Gaza
Regarding Samson's downfall due to Delilah
Samson and Delilah
Chapter 5
Sasuke looked at himself in front of the large mirror inside his bare room at the Konoha Main Residence where the clan's best soldiers reside. He adjusted the sleeves of his white shirt as his roommate Hyuuga Neji came in with a box of what suspiciously looks like cake; Sasuke eyed it with raised eyebrows.
Neji shrugged and laid the box in Sasuke's bedside table. Their simple room-composed of two single beds, two bedside tables, two mirrors beside each mirror was a huge cabinet and a small living room- was nothing compared to the lavish rooms of the Hyuuga and Uchiha Family. But its two occupants had no choice as Sasuke was forced to live in here the day his family died while Neji was because he was asked by his uncle to be the stoic man's roommate, and how could he deny the man that took him under his wing.
Neji shrugged as he sat down on his bed, "Hinata told me to give it to you."
"Oh really? Has she become one of my fan girls lately?" Sasuke asked absentmindedly as he moved towards the bedside table where he kept his guns and ammo. He picked one, loaded it and stuffed it in the waist of his pants.
Neji groaned, "No! It's for your savior."
Sasuke stopped at his steps towards the cabinet to retrieve his leather jacket; he turned at Neji, his face darkened. "I beg your pardon?" He asked through gritted teeth.
Neji smirked at him. "What's the problem Uchiha? Can't hear clearly?"
"I asked you a question, you answer me!" Sasuke asked as he briskly walked towards the man, immediately hovering above him.
Neji immediately stood up, the two of them facing each other eye to eye. "I think you just heard me right Uchiha! It is for your goddamn savior! You know the blonde man who captured Hinata's heart in the first place." Neji collapsed on the bed. "The same fucking man that Hinata told me that he wanted to marry is your savior."
Sasuke looked at his roommate, strange as it is, considering that the two of them were both prodigies and as stubborn as mules, they had hit and slowly earned grudging respects for each other.
"Well then tell her that I won't do that. Why can't she give it to him anyways? Really she should overcome that shyness of hers." Sasuke said as he moved towards the door preparing to exit the room.
"I promised Hinata that you'll approve of it, Uchiha!" Neji called after him.
Sasuke looked at him with a twist of his neck. "Well that Hyuuga is your problem, not mine." He opened the door and moved outside. "And tell that fucking cousin of yours to give that fucking cake some other time! Next Wednesday for example!"
When Sasuke had finally closed the door, he muttered words that could actually put Judas himself to shame.
Inside, Neji still sat on his bed looking at the closed door. "You're a bastard Uchiha!" He said with a slight curve of his lips.
Aeaeae
Meanwhile, Naruto sat on the Kazekage's dining table at the Kazekage Estate, compromising a lake and a forest. Originally, the Kazekage was a part of the Oni Clan back when it was still called as the Shukaku Family. While the Oni moved out towards a new land, a part of it, the Shukaku, was left behind to manage the Clan's estate. And as their leader retold them they distance themselves from the Tokugawa Clan and vanish slowly from the public's view.
Years passed and the Kazekage Clan replaced the Shukaku due to its growth. Though different in name, they still bore the loyalty and faithfulness of its ancestors to the Oni Clan. So when Oni Kyuubi the current leader of the Oni Clan arrived, Kazekage Oda, their current leader offered him a hundred and one percent of his faithfulness and trust, even if the decisions turned out to violate Kami's Laws. Even until now, as was evident on the friendship going on to Naruto and the Kazekage sibling that that kind of trust still reigned.
Naruto sat drinking his juice while looking at the various antics played out by one of the guard's dog, involuntarily his mind wandered towards the time of his childhood when Damon was the only source of comfort he seek when he needs his father's warmth, his brutal softness, his deadly scent.
As he stared at the dog as he rolled over much to the delight of others, he saw his own black and white Alaskan malamute looking at him, his paws raised before him as if calling his attention; his mouth open with his pink tongue dangling out. Then he saw himself as a child, running over towards the dog and hugging him and letting the dog lick his tear stained face. A heartwarming desire filled him and his senses, and for a flittering moment of time, he wanted to hug that vision, that traitorous vision, only to be awakened by a loud careless voice in hi head.
Now is not the time to think about things like that, Naruto.
'Kitsune.'
Much is at stake; you must focus on the mission now on the sentimental part of our life.
'Our life?'
Yes, our life. What was mine was your and what's your was mine. Your life, my life. Our father. Our Damon. Our friends. Our mentors. Our soldiers. Your dream, my dream. Our revenge. OUR OPERATION.
You and I are one and the same.
Aeaeae
Sasuke kissed Naruto with precise movement as they moved towards Naruto's suite. Sasuke took the kiss as deep as possible as Naruto quickly fumbled the card to open the door, when it did opened Sasuke hurriedly moved inside it with Naruto still on his arms.
Neither the smell of incense burning nor the soft crackling of fire, nor the deep red carpet across the room, nor the silky white sheets of the soft beds at the center, registered at Sasuke as his attention are centered at the wonderful angel before him. The same wonderful angel that is slowly teasing him with light feathery kisses all across his throat.
Sasuke groaned before tilting Naruto's head to meet his with a passionate kiss. Naruto hesitated and then responds with practiced eagerness and clumsy passion. Sasuke made love to Naruto with lips and tongue as Naruto slowly led him to the soft bed.
Sasuke pulled back laughing at the confused look on Naruto's face. With Naruto's intense gaze on him, Sasuke leisurely took his time on undressing, letting the white silk shirt and black knitted sleeveless jacket fall softly to the floor. Naruto smirked at him, and Sasuke smirked back.
Sasuke's chest gleaming at the open fire, Naruto grinned and slowly disrobed himself of his grey buttoned down long sleeved shirt. Knowing Sasuke's burning gaze upon him, he grinned at him and slowly stepped towards him. "What do you want Sasuke?" Naruto purred as he bit Sasuke's ear whispering softly on his ear.
Sasuke somehow groaned with the treatment and breathlessly answered. "I don't know. You drive me crazy." He reached out to pull Naruto in a much-needed kiss, letting his tongue touch the cave of Naruto's mouth to taste his angle's addictive taste. Lemons mixed with honey to be exact.
Naruto laughed before submitting himself to Sasuke's experienced mouth once more. Moaning as Sasuke's tongue intertwined with his own coaxing him to responding with experienced touches. His hands unconsciously moved towards the back of Sasuke's neck, pulling the taller boy closer, still closer. Letting their kiss be as deep and as intimate as possible.
When the need for air becomes evident, the two boys hesitantly broke apart. Panting slightly, Naruto took Sasuke in a furious kiss that soon became a passionate one with the two of them responding with much eagerness sliding their tongues on the other's willing mouth. Their tongues dueled for domination until Naruto surrendered with a throaty groan that unconsciously sent shivers to Sasuke's spine. Naruto broke apart from the kiss and licked Sasuke's lips with his tongue, "That is not an answer Sasuke," he took Sasuke in a brief kiss. "Tell me what you want," he asked breathlessly.
Sasuke answered in a husky whisper as he pushed Naruto on the soft bed, immediately hovering above him with foggy eyes. "You. I want you. I want everything about you." He takes a shuddering breath too mesmerized at the sight before him.
"You seem mesmerized," Naruto whispered as he leaned forward to plant a kiss on Sasuke's lips.
"Perhaps I am," Sasuke answered before responding at the kiss. "Who shouldn't be when an angel is beneath you, nude and wanting you to touch him?"
"I'm not an angel." Naruto reasoned on Sasuke's lips. "Don't call me that, you don't even know me yet."
"Yes, you are. For me you are my angel no matter what." His hands traveled on Naruto's pants, opening it and yanking it away with a tug. The pants thrown away, revealing Naruto in his exquisite manliness.
Eyes fogged with passion, Sasuke positioned himself between Naruto's thighs and took Naruto's manliness on his hot mouth.
He sucked the head while wrapping his hand on its stem and moving it up and down earning moans from Naruto. Naruto moaned and then arched his back as Sasuke continued to suck and lick often intertwining his tongue with Naruto's erection.
"Ugghhh…" Naruto shoved himself deeper into Sasuke's mouth with a small arch on his lithe form, desperate to shove himself farther, still farther.
Sasuke then moved to play with Naruto's balls with his tongue and lips. Catching one with his lips and tasting it while his hands played with the other. Naruto let out a silky moan as he grabbed Sasuke's shoulders to look at his obsidian eyes. Their eyes met, and Sasuke slowly remembered when he first saw him. An angel, a true innocent angel. Then suddenly, Naruto reached out to plant a kiss on his neck trailing down until his collarbone. Sasuke let out a moan as Naruto slowly stripped him dutifully kissing and sucking the exposed skin until he left him bare.
And then my friends is when the fun began.
Aeaeae
Naruto looked at the sleeping man beneath him. He had many experiences like this before, with Bankable Stars and the likes. But his experience with Sasuke was the most memorable. There was something special in him, something he wants to hide in a mask of coldness and hatred and thus he gave off a mysterious aura that you couldn't seem to get enough of.
To make a long story short, after meeting with Sasuke in the hotel and a few coffee drinks, a few lies, a few questions, a bet that Sasuke lost and a frustrated Uchiha, they both ended up in bed.
It is amazing how a few gentle words could do to a frustrated Uchiha; Naruto took a note to do it sometime with Itachi if he ever went on the wrong side of him. In addition, he got want he wants. What he and Kankuro wants.
What he and Gaara's gang planned.
He wouldn't regret his actions. Why would he? When it was the Konoha who first started this deadly game of betrayal. They used his father to get what they wanted and they didn't succeed. Their turn is over; they had already made their move.
Now, it was his turn.
And he's going to make sure that his move would inflict a maximum damage on the opposing clan.
He looked at the sleeping boy beneath him. This man would be his access, and he would use him just as the Konoha used his father.
He just hoped that he would never fall in love with this man just as his father had done.
You cannot tell your heart who to love, Naruto-san
Aeaeae
It was a wonderful night on their mansion at Amagansett. It was a special day for the people living on the mansion. For it was the birthday of their master's heir.
A great feasting took place in honor of his birthday. There were clowns, cakes, presents, children and adults are clearly having a good time. But the celebrant was not happy. Because on one of the most important day of a child's life, Oni Kyuubi 'Kit' Naruto's father, Oni Kyuubi, was not present together with his mentors Uchiha Itachi and Umino Iruka.
The day was over, the feasting has ended. Though Naruto tried to enjoy the party, the fact knowing that the most important persons on his life were absent was enough to make Naruto's day a gloomy one.
The night shines brightly, all the stars are out tonight, and the moon was in her full glory. Yet it did nothing to lift Naruto's day.
The young heir looked at the 18th century clock on the wall on his room, 8:00 it reads, already time for his bed. There was a soft tapping on his door.
"Come in," he said looking at the door, wondering who it might be. It was Mary, his personal maid, and someone he had come to look up as his mother.
"Naruto-sama, it is time for bed." She said with a soft voice.
Naruto looked outside, his eyes searching at the darkness.
He heard Mary sigh. "Your father would not be home until next week, Naruto-sama."
"How did you know?" He asked, his grip tightening at the white stone of the balcony of his room.
"Your father called a while ago, Naruto-sama." Mary sighed. "Naruto-sama, we must get you ready for bed now."
Naruto looked at the frail delicate woman before him and looked at her green eyes. Eyes that can shine brightly even on a darkened room. And he could see a woman that dedicated her life caring for a child that is not even her own.
"Okay," he said with a sigh as he moved towards Mary. As if on cue, his former nurses, Marie and Yuri entered the room and started to give the 3-year-old son of Kyuubi a warm bath before changing him into his pale blue cotton pjs, and watched him until he slept.
The next few days quickly passed for Naruto. Waking up on the early break of dawn and going to school even before the entire household had awoken, and returning back from school to lock himself on the room ignoring the calls of the house cleaners even from Mary, there he studied until he fell asleep out of exhaustion.
Then one cold and rainy night, a sharp and hurried rapping on his door awakened Naruto. Thinking it was Mary or any other maids calling him because his father is on the phone he ignored it. The rapping stopped shortly, before it returned, more urgently this time.
Hissing under his breath, Naruto climbed out of his bed and put his things back in place before opening the door. And revealing the exquisite silhouette of his father's drenched form.
Before Naruto could react, he was on his father's arms. His father clinging to him, and he stood there letting the raindrops of water stain his school clothes-he didn't had the time to change into pjs. Then Kyuubi looked at him through his red eyes with the gaze of a loving father to his most treasured son.
Then, tears started falling on his azure eyes that made him cling to his father. God, how he missed him, how he missed his father. As Naruto cried his heart's out, he heard the faint murmurs of his father as he tried to calm him down.
The next day, Kyuubi confronted his son and presented him his gift, a black and white Alaskan malamute puppy that they both named Damon after the word demon that was Kyuubi's alias.
"Why is Demon your alias father?" He curiously asked as he scratched the dog between his ears.
Kyuubi chuckled. "I do not know, Naruto. But perhaps because I am a demon."
Naruto looked at him, curiosity gracing his angelic features. "If Damon had an offspring father will be a dog too?"
Kyuubi laughed this time and affectionally ruffled his son's hair. "Of course!" He said and knowing his 3 years old son, Kyuubi knew that when curiosity struck him, you better brace yourself with the questions that will follow.
"Can it change and be a bird father?"
"No."
"Can it be a cat?"
"No."
"Can it be a fish?"
"No."
"Can it be a snake?
"Or a fox?"
"No."
"Or a bear?"
"No."
"Or a wolf?"
"No."
"Can it be a raccoon or a sheep or a horse or a rat or any other mammals and other animals and stuff?"
"No," Kyuubi answered calmly, "Because if an animal or any other living thing reproduces it will always be the same specie as its mother."
"Did that also count for humans father?"
"Yes," was Kyuubi's firm answer.
Naruto contemplated for a while before asking another question. "Then father, if you're a demon, am I demon too?"
Aeaeae
Sasuke awoke that day with the sun's first ray of sunshine hitting his eyes, and a feeling of completeness that he hadn't experienced since the massacre.
He rolled over to touch the body of his lover that he knew rested beside him, only to find him gone. Frowning, he reached out to touch the still rumpled sheets, expecting to at least feel the leftover body heat of the boy who'd shared the bed.
Nothing. Nada.
'He must have left a while ago.' Sasuke mused. He scanned his surroundings and like many times before, he could not help himself but notice the elegance of his lover's minimalist suite.
Then there came a soft tapping.
"Room Service!" it called.
Frowning, Sasuke quickly dressed himself with his usual clothes and opened the door.
"Is this room 103, sir?" The small Japanese man dressed in red uniform asked.
Sasuke nodded. "Who ordered it?"
The man looked at him before setting the required arrangements at the small glass table before the large flat television.
"I believe that your lover does, Mr. Santadio Sasuke." The man laughed at Sasuke's horrified look. "Don't worry Santadio-san, only a handful of us know who you are. Just as your companion had requested on our management."
Hesitantly, Sasuke seat down before the table and looked at the delicious breakfast before him.
The man looked at him. "Are these enough for you Santadio-san?"
"Yes, thank you." Sasuke answered.
The man bowed and moved to leave when Sasuke called him back.
"Tell me, why did Naruto hold so much 'weight' in this hotel?" Sasuke asked, remembering the countless times that things like this had happened.
The man laughed. "Well, you should know. The truth is he owns 20 percent of this hotel."
"He did?"
"Of course! Now will you excuse me, I have other chores to perform."
Sasuke nodded and then the man slowly left the room. Sasuke contemplated for a while. His blond lover certainly had surprises on his sleeve. Oh well. Sasuke sat down and happily munched his breakfast and at the same time think of an excuse to tell to his sensei for not going home yesterday. Again. For the third time this week since he met his angel. Uzumaki Naruto.
Aeaeae
Destiny conspired to arrange a meeting between two senseis and their doted pupil. Nothing fancy happened until a year after when Naruto was 16.
It was the first and biggest step towards Naruto's decline towards the underground.
By the time Naruto was 16, Uchiha Itachi had became impatient for Naruto to follow his destiny-Itachi never believed on the Don's dream to legitimate Naruto-. The most important fact in a man's life, accepted by all, was that he made a living. He must earn his daily bread, put a roof on his head, clothes on his back and feed the mouths of his children. To do that without unnecessary misery, a man had to have a certain degree of power in the world.
He started to groom Naruto. He discussed the old history of the family and how operations were executed. Nothing elaborate, he stressed. However, when you had to get elaborate, it must be planned in extreme detail. Minimal was extreme simplicity. You secure a small area and then you execute the plan. Surveillance first, then hit man, then blocking cars for any pursuers. That was minimal. For elaborate, you got elaborate. You could fancy about anything but you had to back it up with solid planning. You only got elaborate when it was necessary.
He even told Naruto certain code words. "Morning Star" was when the body disappeared. That was elaborate. "Moon" was when the body is found. That was minimal.
Itachi gave Naruto briefing about the history of the Oni Clan. Their great war against the Uchiha, his own family, which established their dominance. Itachi said nothing of his part in that war and was indeed scarce on details. Rather he praised Iruka and the soldiers of the army and also the deceitful one (Kakashi). However, most of all he praised Don Kyuubi for his farsightedness.
The Oni Clan had spun many webs during Kyuubi's reign, but its most extensive was gambling. They controlled Asian processing, provided protection and judicial intervention, and they turned the black money white. They dropped the black money in chain of banks in Asia and a few banks in the U.S. The structure of the law was outflanked.
But then, Iruka cautiously pointed out, there came times when risks had to be taken, tyrannical control must be shown. This they did with utmost discretion and fatal ferocity. In addition, that was when you must earn the good life you led, when you had truly earned your daily bread.
Shortly after his 16 birthday, Naruto was finally put to the test.
One of the most treasured assets of the Oni Clan was Orochimaru, the former-scientist-and-now-governor of Nevada. He was a man on his late forties, tall and white as sheet, who wore perfectly tailored black suits. He was a man who feigns coldness to protect him from the harsh reality of life, a widow and had an appetite for his 5 years lover, Kabuto, and has a fatherly devotion for his 18 yr. old daughter. He also enjoyed good food and good drink, love to bet and was a high roller. And he was too conscious of what the people may say that he relied to his long time friend Jairaiya too fill this appetites.
Aeaeae
Jairaiya, Tsunade and Orochimaru came from the same team. While Jairaiya and Tsunade were the lovers of their team under the tutelage of the Sandaime, Orochimaru was Jairaiya's best friend and was the one who tried to mend the two of them during love quarrels. And the deep irony was that it was that even after the disbandment of the team, it was Jairaiya and Orochimaru who always see to it to never loss communication.
And when Orochimaru wanted a nice weekend together with his lover, Jairaiya quickly gave him one of his prized mansions.
One of the greatest mysteries to Jairaiya was why rich and powerful men wasted their time and money gambling for money they did not need. Therefore, Jairaiya decided that it was a way to conquer the Fates themselves, but more then anything it was to show his superiority to his fellow creatures. Therefore, when they gambled they must be treated like gods.
Then, Jairaiya spent $500 million to build seven majestic mansions/Villas. These mansions were small palaces; each could house ten guests without the ten couples in ten different apartments, not simply suits. Each furnishing differ on each room as to not bore the guest themselves when they decided to visit their neighbor. And one of Naruto's favorite was the luxurious Demonic room, its furnishings was the most lavish: black hand-woven rugs, earth tone marble floors, black tiled bathrooms with blood-like designs on the right wall with white flowers and long silky curtains to tame it down. In addition, Naruto's favorite room, the white bedroom with the huge picture of a nine-tailed fox demon hovering above you and looking at you with ruby eyes that looked exactly like the eyes of his father.
The Hotel also staffed the kitchens and dining rooms of the mansions. Each Mansion had an outdoor swimming pool and an inside Jacuzzi. All free to the gambler.
In a secure area that held the mansions was the huge casino called the Ruby, it was where high rollers could play in privacy. The chips were also different the one hundred dollar chip was a pale aquamarine stone embedded on a black marble; the five hundred threaded with platinum; a pale white marble with ruby at the center for a thousand; and a specially designed hundred thousand where a real diamond was carved on the center of the platinum surface.
The figures on the sheet where Jairaiya kept the accounting on the profit of each mansion says that each of them made a million dollars a day. And on the cost sheets, a dinner at the hotel for two totaled for a thousand. And since the meal cost the Hotel, only a hundred there was profit right before thy very eyes.
Of course, there was more. These mansions are where important public men could bring their mistresses or boyfriends and they could gamble in anonymity.
And Oro Orochimaru was one of them. Orochimaru came to the Hotel to relax, to golf on the course and to savor his lover Kabuto.
Over the years, Jairaiya and Orochimaru's friendship had developed to a stronger one as they both shared a secret that could be the downfall of a clan that they once called family.
But the Fates foils the most cunning of men, as Jairaiya always acknowledged. The most insignificant of mortals become agents of disaster to the most powerful. This damnful agent was a particular young man who became the lover of the governor's beloved child.
The governor was once married to a deceased intelligent, good-looking Scottish woman whose death had inflicted damage on Orochimaru more than anything had, well except when Kabuto's life was in danger due to a mission on Orochimaru's gang that he established after his wife's death.
He and his wife had a child, it was Cora and she was attending at a public school, her choice, not Orochimaru's.
Freed from the stiffness of a political household, Cora was enthralled on the freedom given to her by university. With innocence of a child, Cora immediately fell for the poor and musicians, poets and writers. It was natural for her to fell in love with a fellow student who was a writer and was poor.
His name was Alexander Alesdair and was perfect for collage romance. He has dark hair and tanned looks. He was a son of a fisher at a secluded part in Detroit. And he worked part-time jobs to pay his tuition.
Soon Cora brought Alex to meet his father and Kabuto who at that time works as Orochimaru's assistant. And she was pleased, bewildered even that he was not impressed by her father but liked Kabuto.
Perhaps it was because he detected his annoyance; Orochimaru tried to be a little less cold in sake of his child and his secret lover, Kabuto, while privately thinking up on a way to break the relationship. Kabuto was warm towards him and was courteous, respecting Cora's choice though he disapproved it just like his lover. Meanwhile Cora and Alex lived together at an apartment paid by the governor and they planned to get married after they graduated.
But the young are perverse. Cora at her final year fell in love with a rich and famous student. However, he wanted to keep Alex as a friend. She found it exciting to juggle two lovers. In her innocence, it made her feel special. And of course, it made Alex jealous as was raised by a strict Christian family.
They quarreled often, life together was no longer fun, and Cora moved out of the apartment.
Her other lover faded. Cora had many other affairs. But she and Alex remained friends and both slept occasionally. Then Alex was hired to write plays to a mini theater and invited Cora to see it. The play was bad that half the audience walked out. So Cora stayed with Alex to comfort him. Then what happened next could never be redeemed. According to investigations, Alex stabbed Cora in the middle of the night, then stabbed himself, and called the police enough to save him but not Cora.
The trial was an immediate huge media event. A governor's daughter murdered by a blue-collar writer who had been her lover for years and then dumped.
The defense lawyer was no other than Konoha's Anko, a woman who specialized on murders just like this one. Her tactics were brutal and personal. Witnesses were brought to court to testify that Cora had at least 15 lovers while Alex believed they were to be married. The sluttish Cora had dumped her sincere lover who then snapped. Anko pleaded for 'temporary insanity'.
Anko loved California juries. Intelligent, open, when exposed to the higher culture of arts, they glow with empathy. When Anko got through them, it was clear that Alex would get out of the case because of temporary insanity.
But the effect on Oro Orochimaru was disastrous. It was then that Jairaiya decided to call on Iruka to help him convince his long-time friend to move on with his life and to avenge his daughter's death. Even if it was against his promise to himself, not to assist on anything involving assassination he made since the war. So Jairaiya persuaded Orochimaru to meet him together with Iruka, and Naruto.
Orochimaru came then dressed in a simple white sweatshirt with a cap with a Hermit Hotel logo in it. He smiled often, which according to Jairaiya's experience means a bad thing. He also noticed that he was drunk.
Jairaiya decided to speak up first. "Orochimaru, you cannot continue like this. You are letting everyone down."
Orochimaru grimaced. "Sure I can. Who the fuck cares about what the people thinks. Who the fuck will care?"
Jairaiya smiled warily. "Kabuto does, he always will. And besides I also do, and you will go on with your life for his sake and also mine."
"Why the bloody hell would I!" Orochimaru asked. "The people on this state don't. I'm the governor of the great state of Nevada and they let my daughter be killed by some blue-collar punk and goes free! And I had to take it all for Kabuto's sake because I love him! And now people make jokes about my dead daughter and pray for her murderer! And you know what I pray for? I pray than an atomic bomb will fall on this blasted state and wipe this goddamn place from the map! Do you know where that motherfucker stabbed her? He stabbed her between the eyes that the judge decided not to let the jurors see it. But me as her father was allowed. Oh! Goddamn them! Fuck them!"
Iruka and Naruto were silent through out this conversation. All were going as Iruka had planned it.
"You have to move on, let it be put to rest," Jairaiya persuaded his long time friend.
The governor threw his cap and went for another drink of whiskey. "I can't! At night, I lay awake because I'm afraid of the nightmares. And you know what my nightmares were? I could always see my daughter staring at me her eyes stabbed by that bastard!" Orochimaru staggered and Naruto quickly went to hold him. "I want him dead!" he burst into silent tears. "I want that motherfucker dead!"
Orochimaru broke away from Naruto. "I can't tell what I feel anymore. So much hatred, so much pain that I couldn't bring it to words. Fuck the judge, fuck the lawyers, fuck the jurors, and fuck the lot of them! If I could, I could all kill them, from the judge to the goddamn security!"
Naruto caught something what Iruka-san anticipated. Passionate grief often led to weakness, and Iruka-san decided that they take the risk they would follow his plan. "Governor, if we killed this man. Would you be happy?"
Jairaiya smiled wirily at Iruka. This is something he cannot refuse. Orochimaru might have his own gang whose members are scattered around the globe that could execute the plan, but his gang had just received fatal damage from a recent war from the opposing clan. The governor went silent for a while, and then moved towards the bar counter to make himself another drink.
Then Jairaiya told Iruka and Naruto to wait for him in his own office.
"Oro, we've known each other for years and if killing this boy would make you happy, and then we will. Don't worry it would be discreet. Itachi knows what he will do."
Orochimaru looked at his friend over the bar counter; he poured himself another whisky and drank it quickly. "You didn't tell me that the Uchiha is on this."
Jairaiya tsked in disapproval. "Have you got no faith in me, dear Oro? Itachi would take care of it..."
"And so would my perfect creation?"
Jairaiya smiled grimly. "And so would he, and as far as I know this is his first time."
"You sound like you don't approve of this."
"I don't. And I want him to live the life his father had wanted for him and perhaps become my heir someday."
Orochimaru scoffed as he took a gulp on his newly poured drink drink. "The Don's dream was a fart in the wind, it would never come true."
Jairaiya raised a delicate eyebrow. "And you know that because…?"
"The simple fact that the kid is my creation proves it! His life would be a chaotic one I assure you. He is a forbidden child after all."
There was silence.
"When the boy dies I would personally go to his funeral to show my forgiveness." He smirked at Jairaiya.
Jairaiya relaxed, it was done. Then with mischief reminiscent to his early years, he commented. "Now, I want you to see a dentist." He told his friend. "You're teeth is a fucking trash can."
Aeaeae
"Iruka, tell Itachi that it has to look like an accident. This will get a lot of heat. We want the governor to maintain his good name; I don't want his name on this."
Iruka nodded and fumbled his glasses. The mild Iruka who men knew before was gone and was replaced by someone more appropriate for the kind of his life as Naruto's regent to the Oni clan's fortune.
His silky long ebony hair was cut short, and his chocolate colored eyes framed by silver-wired eyeglasses held wisdom and danger. Giving him a certain aura of someone above and beyond-which was evident on his estates on England and Russia- not to mention a certain look of geeky-boyishness that earned him thousands of admirers around the globe, not that he mind.
"Yes, it is important that nothing can be directed to the governor."
Jairaiya sheepishly asked Iruka. "Iruka, what do you think about it?"
"About what?"
"About Naruto being involved in this. Don't you think that it is quite risky?"
Iruka sighed and then looked at the sleeping Naruto beside him-Naruto had fallen asleep while waiting for Jairaiya, which was understandable because he just came from a plane from England.
"Itachi made his decision; we both know that we can reason to him if this is about something else, but not this. Not when it's about the field, he's the commander; he's the one in charge."
Jairaiya was not discouraged at the comment. "You're the one who devised plans and tactics; maybe you could give Naruto just a small part in this?"
Iruka laughed. "Even if I do, I can't give you a hundred percent that it will be followed. In the end it was always the commander's decision that is followed, we that make the tactics are just for the briefings."
Iruka rose from his seat and moved towards the door, then looked back when Jairaiya called him. "How about a game of golf, tomorrow morning?"
Iruka smiled. "That would be nice." He then looked seriously at the man. "Itachi would be arriving a few days later." He smiled once again before leaving.
And with that, Iruka left leaving a sleeping Naruto in the couch together with Jairaiya.
Aeaeae
Golf was Iruka's favorite leisure and had turned into passion. Iruka and Naruto were on the golf course that afternoon after playing with Jairaiya. They sat beneath an orchard of trees with a bench.
"Itachi and I won't live forever," Iruka said. "The Oni Group is a big moneymaker but tough to keep. In order to keep the companies going without any necessary hazards you have to be in solid with the underground." Iruka knew that Itachi had prepared Naruto for years. He had waited long for this moment, for the right situation, for target that would not arouse sympathy.
Naruto answered quietly, "I understand."
"That guy killed the governor's daughter, the punk got free. That's not right."
"And the governor's our friend …." Naruto added, "And my creator."
Iruka fell silent for a while and then looked at Naruto solemnly. "I'm beginning to wonder when you'll learn that." He looked away and set his sights on the group of men flocking around golf course nearby. "I wager that he finally awakens. When?"
"When I learned about father's death."
Silence.
"He wanted to do it." Naruto said.
"Who?"
"Kit, he wanted to do it. He tells me things that he wanted to do. Blood, pain, suffering, things he wanted to see with his own red eyes. And he…h-he… wanted me to do it."
Silence fell.
Iruka sighed, adjusting on his seat.
"But the question is do you want to do it?" He looked at the teen beside him.
Naruto sighed. "The governor's our friend."
"That's right. Naruto, you can say no, remember that. But Itachi wanted you to help him on his job."
Naruto looked at the rolling green grass. He knew his life is going to change. He could already hear Kit's voice in his head, urging him to continue, to accept it. "If I don't like it, I can always work for the pervert." He looked at Iruka in the eye to know that it was a joke.
Iruka grinned. "This job is for him. You saw him with the man. Well, we're going to grant his wish. They already had the green lights from Itachi."
Far away from the greens of the course, Naruto could see a group of men walking cartoon like in the dessert sun. He knew he had to agree or live a completely different life from his father and mentors. He loved the life he had, studying in Oxford, hanging in the Hermit during breaks, the direction of Jairaiya and Iruka, the beautiful showgirls, the easy money, the sense of power. And never going to live the fates of ordinary men.
"I'll do the planning. Itachi will be with you along the way, but I must tell you." Iruka said. "Itachi wants you to take the shot."
Naruto rose and walked towards the Hotel, the seven flags dancing with the wind, though there was no wind on the golf course. For the first time, he felt the ache of a world that was to be lost. A world that his father had dreamt for him.
"I'm with you."
Aeaeae
In the month that followed, Itachi after arriving at the Hotel gave Naruto indoctrination. He explained that they were waiting for a surveillance team report on Alex, his movements, his utterances, his photos. And also, an operations team of six men from the Army were moving into place in Las Vegas were Alex was still living. Iruka's operation plan would be based on the report of the team.
"Jairaiya wanted us to make it look like an accident, how do we do that?"
Itachi laughed. "Never let anybody tell you how to do your work. You are the master of your own show. Do what is best for you. Even Iruka knows that."
When the surveillance reports came, Itachi made Naruto study all the data, and Iruka's plan. There were photos of Alex, photos of his car showing its license plates.
It was settled, tomorrow night would be the day.
The next day, before dawn, to escape the heat of the desert, they drove towards their destination. And on the way, Naruto felt anxious. He wanted the job done as soon as possible; he still had a report paper pending for his attention.
They arrived in a Clan house where the six-man crew from the Army was waiting them. Everything was ready, from the stolen cars to the untraceable guns to be used.
After a few hours, one of the men served a meal. The meal was light and they ate sparingly.
After the meal, Itachi took Naruto in the stolen car to be used. They drove on a restaurant and coffee shop where the team reported that Alex, at around midnight took a habit of going for some ham and eggs and leaving 30 minutes after. A surveillance team would follow him and contact them if everything was ready.
Itachi briefed them on how it should be executed. They would follow Iruka's plan. There would be four cars, one car would held Naruto and Itachi, the other for emergency exit, the other would precede them, blocking Alex's exit, and last would block any interference.
Itachi and Naruto sat on the sundeck waiting for the call. There were six cars on the driveway all black and gleaming like bugs on the moonlight. Naruto played cards with the men while Itachi watched, amused at how Naruto easily outwit and outlast the other men. Finally at 11:30 the call came: Alex was on the way to the restaurant. They got to the cars and hurriedly went to their posts.
Itachi drove. Iruka had planned the operation at the extreme detail. No member of the operation would go inside the restaurant. Detectives would ask help from the other costumers.
When Itachi and Naruto arrived, they could see Alex's cheap red Ford was already there. Itachi parked next to it. Then he turned of the car lights and ignition and sat in the darkness.
A kill. Our very first kill, just waiting in the dark. My favorite sport, our favorite sport.
'But doesn't it make me a wild animal?'
Kit scoffed. Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture and death of his fellow-creatures is amusing in itself. And I assure you you'll enjoy this.
In the light of the moon, they saw one of their cars parked at the far side of the lot. They knew the other two were at their stations on the highway, waiting to cut off their pursuers and intercept any problems before them.
Naruto looked at his watch. It was 12:30. It was already time. Suddenly Itachi hit his shoulder. "He's here."
Naruto saw the figure emerging from the restaurant. He was struck by the boyishness of Alex; he looks to frail to be a murderer. Unlike the big boned men, he had accustomed of being with whenever he is with Itachi.
Naruto slowly got out of the car. Alex was almost at him. Naruto waited for Alex to pass and smiled politely at him. When Alex was inside, Naruto drew his gun. Alex took his car window down, aware of the shadow. At the exact moment Naruto fired, they looked at each other's eyes. Alex was frozen as the bullet smashed his face, his lips parted in a seemingly unspoken whisper, eyes staring out. Naruto yanked the door open and fired two more bullets on top of Alex's head. Blood sprayed on his face. Then he threw a pouch of drug on the car. He shut the door. And he quickly hopped on their car and speeded away. According to plan, he must not drop the gun. That would make it look like a planned hit instead of a drug deal gone sour.
Itachi drove out of the restaurant and their cover car pulled out behind them. The other followed a few minutes after they were back at the Clan estate. Ten minutes after that, Itachi had Naruto on Itachi's car heading towards the airport for Naruto's plane. The operations team would get rid of the stolen car and the guns.
When they drove pass the restaurant, there were still no signs of police activity. Obviously, Alex was still undiscovered. They listened on the car radio and listened on the news. Nothing. "Perfect," Itachi said. "When Iruka planned it, it would always be perfect."
Aeaeae
At the exact moment Naruto entered the plane Alex was discovered, his face ghostly paler then dawn. Publicity centered on the fact that Alex was in possession of half a million dollars worth of cocaine. It was a drug deal gone sour, the snake-bastard was clear.
Naruto observed one peculiar thing in the event. That the drug was no more then a hundred and the authorities said that it was half a million. And the media praised the bastard-of-a-governor for giving condolences at the victim.
Itachi summoned Naruto to the East where the greatest kingpins gather. There Naruto was introduced on the various powerful men on the underground. In addition, he learned that the word 'underground' was used to describe the fraternity- Fraternité le Soir- a fraternity or brotherhood of the most powerful men in the drug business and gambling. Surprise of surprises, Oro Orochimaru was one of them. He learned that Naruto's great-grandfather Oni Iemitsu after leaving the Tokugawa had decided to live in Sicily for hopes of new life.
There they were known for their beauty and crafts, easily claiming a place on the society, soon after, they started adapting to their new habitat. Some of their members have been politically influential courtesans of the lords and barons of the aristocrat. It was until on the mid 17th century when the family had reclaimed their fame and fortune similar to the one they experienced in Japan. It was also then that Oni Kaname founded the fraternity while in France in order to protect his property while he is away. And the word fraternity by the way, was a nice way of saying Mafia.
By the end of the 18th century, Oni Hidetada already had a network of small bands and was starting to dominate the Sicilian shore.
Benito Mussolini's Fascist government succeeded for a time in suppressing the Mafia, including the fraternity. Under the request of the current leader, the fraternity together with their families lived in silence but the organization emerged again after World War II ended in 1945.
Over the next 30 years, the Mafia became a power not only in Sicily but all over Italy as well. On the eve of Il Giorno dei Morti, on 1949 Oni Kyuubi was born and was raised with the ideals and ways of a Japanese noble sprinkled with the wit of a malicious Sicilian.
The Italian government began an anti-Mafia campaign in the early 1970s, leading not only to a number of arrests and sensational trials, but also to the assassination of several key law-enforcement officials in retaliation. On these event five hundred members of the Clan was murdered outright. Only the very heart of the Clan survived, the family shipped young Oni Kyuubi to America. Where providing that blood will tell, the Don built his own empire, with far more cunning and foresight than his ancestors had shown in Sicily.
Don Kyuubi built the Oni Empire in America more solidly than his ancestors had done in Sicily. He ensured friendship in all political and judicial institutions with great deal of cash. He had many streams of businesses. There were the construction industry, the garbage disposal, and the different modes of transportation. But the greatest river was on gambling, which was Kyuubi's love. So in later years, he instructed that it was only gambling that was allowed in the Oni Clan.
At the meeting, Naruto was aware that on this visit he was treated with respect due to their leader. The primary evidence of this was that Naruto was given a percentage of the income of the gambling books of the businesses owned by the fraternity both legal and illegal, in Las Vegas. It was understood that he was now an official member of the fraternity and was next in line on the fraternity and Clan leadership. As a member, he was to be called to duty on special occasions with bonuses calculated on the risk of the project.
It was the year 2000, the coming of a new age. Naruto's fall was complete. 19 years old, fresh from Oxford, he served as an assistant to Itachi, though his primarily job was still working for Jairaiya. The fraternity together with the Oni Group was now certified his after his 25th birthday as his father had said on his will. Aside from the fact that he was now known as 'Kit', though it was until he was 18th year that he was considered the second demon at the long history of the Fraternité le Soir. Oni Kyuubi and Oni Kyuubi 'Kit' Naruto, the demons of the underground.
Like father, like son.
Aeaeae
In his 18th year, Naruto became involved in his gruesome and most unforgettable operation as the fraternity's second favorite hit man. During this time, Naruto was still referred as the noisy brat of years ago, protected by the deadly fangs of his father and was naïve in his surroundings. Little did they know that the boy they knew was slowly dieing and was slowly replaced by the cold-hearted killer who none of them anticipated would emerge on the carefree boy of Kyuubi.
May 19, 1999 12:30 pm. A disaster occurred. Two lives were in death's little black book. And revenge decided to show itself in the light.
May 19, 1999 12:30 pm. A dreadful news destroyed the peace at the fraternity headquarters. Two of their most important members, Umino Iruka and Kabuto met an accident in a warehouse after meeting with a fraternity member, their guards found dead and the two of them in a bad condition and was hurriedly admitted to a fraternity hospital.
The message was clear, the fraternity member was challenging them. And the traitorous brother or should he say sister was someone Naruto knew all his life…
It was his personal maid, Mary. Mary Martini, daughter of a butler that had long been in the service of the family. As the years passed, Mary had acquired fortune and fame by marrying a prominent member of the fraternity. After the man's death, Mary had inherited his position at the fraternity. But never had Naruto thought…… Why?
Whatever the reason, treachery was treachery, betrayal was betrayal. Careful planning was executed, revenge was needed. Mary felt secure of her social standing that she felt as if it could protect her from everything. But she was no fool, she knew that by opposing the Clan and the fraternity her life was in danger. So she decided to change her name and her appearance.
Mary felt secure in her new identity, false birth certificates, new social security numbers, marriage papers, and the plastic surgery that had altered their faces so that she looked younger. However, her body built, her gestures, her voice, made them more easily identifiable than she realized.
Old habits die hard, after marrying, Mary had accumulated a vice in gambling. She drives to the small South Dakota town near her new home to gamble in the minor joint operating under the local operation. Uchiha Itachi, a fuming Oro Orochimaru and Oni Naruto with a crew of six men intercepted her and her guards.
They dragged her to a warehouse where her execution was to take place. They tied her in a wooden cross and waits until she awoken. They sat before it and watched as Orochimaru and Uchiha Itachi was engaged in a rather amusing battle of words. Naruto and the other watching them with amusement.
"They kill us, we kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill! Kill!" Orochimaru shouted, rage evident in his voice. It was this woman's fault why his lover was on the deathbed. Damn her! Nobody hurts his loved ones without suffering the consequences.
Itachi shouted back. "Be still snake! I understand your pain; I also have Iruka in mortal peril because of her! But we do it Naruto's way. His way! Fear is our ally! Then you shall have your revenge!"
Orochimaru was struck numb by this and looked at his creation. Before he could think up of a witty response, Mary had already awakened with a groan.
"The virgin awakens!" The men shouted with a mocking bow.
Naruto let a sarcastic smile grace his lips before looked at the woman he once called mother. He slowly moved towards the wooden cross and signaled one of the men with a twitch of his fingers. Seconds later, a man returned with a big white bottle of what suspiciously looks like gas.
The men shouted as they gathered around their leader together with Itachi and Orochimaru forming a half-circle around him.
They all looked at Naruto anticipating his next move. How would Naruto kill someone he had known all his life, a swift painless death for the fond memories, or a slow and painful one in revenge for her sins and treachery?
Naruto looked at the woman before him, so fragile in her new Ralph Lauren black nightgown, her now messy hair cascading in her porcelain shoulders, and her skin showing off a velvety texture. Then his eyes stopped on her necklace, a diamond necklace with a big ruby stone at the center, the brilliant cut five star ruby surrounded by glistening diamonds. The ruby was deep red, almost the color of blood, almost the color of his father's eyes. And it somewhat tugged precious memory, awakening the naïve child sleeping in his heart.
Then, suddenly he felt like a child again. Asking his father a silly question that only the traitorous Fates can answer….
Aeaeae
"Then father, if you're a demon, am I demon too?"
Kyuubi fell silent for a while before answering his son with a tight hug. He ran his hands on Naruto's hair and whispered on his right ear. "Where did you get that?"
"Nowhere, I was just curious." Naruto said as he snuggled closer to his father. He loved how his father smelled today. Kyuubi did not smell like chocolate and roasted almond like he normally do but something completely exotic. He smelled somewhat like gasoline mixed with two 'special things'. Sometimes he could smell that first 'special thing' on the cook when he just killed a hen in front of him. And the second 'special thing' was with the butler when he barbequed outside, save the smell of smoke of course.
Kyuubi let himself hold his son for a few seconds before pulling back and looking at Naruto's eyes while placing a hand on his face, lightly brushing Naruto's eye bug.
"So, father?"
"Hmmm?"
"Am I a demon?" Naruto asked with his childish innocence.
Kyuubi stopped his caressing and looked outside. He drew a heavy breath and looked back at his curious son. "No, you're not." He answered so softly.
"But…b-bu… but you just said that if Damon had an offspring it will always be a dog. And that also goes for humans." Naruto asked in his childish voice, making the last word sound like an elongated sentence.
"I did say that, but you're different."
"How am I different?"
"Because in your case I may be a demon but you're an angel."
Naruto was silent for a while. "But maybe my demonic traits will appear afterwards. You know when a Dalmatian puppy was born and he didn't have spots unlike his parents and then developed it a few weeks afterwards."
Kyuubi chuckled. "No, Naruto you will not have my 'demonic traits' as you put it."
"Are you sure father?" Naruto asked.
"Yes, I'm sure."
Because Oni Kyuubi won't let it. He won't let it happen. His angel will always be an angel. He won't descend in the darkness that is consuming him. His beloved son will be saved from all of it, some day. Some day it will come true and wherever he was, he knew that he will be smiling at him.
Aeaeae
'It seems like I was like a Dalmatian after all father. And my spots have decided to show itself.'
"Let's get the barbeque started." Naruto said breaking from his trance.
A loud cheering followed and automatically, the six men together with Itachi and Orochimaru all bearing a large bottle of gas sprayed it in Mary's slouched form earning screams and shrieks at her. Naruto watched all this from afar, he had long moved away from Mary when the spraying of gasoline started.
He stationed himself above the wooden boxes near Mary. When the spraying stops only a few minutes later, Mary was completely soaked with it, Naruto said. "I didn't know you're such a good screamer, Mary."
A loud cheering, a sneer, and a scoff followed the comment.
A glare was Mary's first answer and then added. "If only your father can see you now, he'll be in shame. His little angel, his precious little son, mingling with assassins, murderers, demons! Oh, how would it break the master's heart." She added in a childish mocking voice.
Naruto scoffed. "He'll be more in shame if he knew what you did Mary? I wonder do you know who the Queen of Scots is."
"Ah, I forgot you don't know her do you virgin? All you know was how to clean and lick the slime out of somebody's boots." Naruto said, eyeing down at Mary, his face expressionless.
Naruto jumped down from the layers of boxes and moved towards Mary fingering the diamond necklace. "No matter what you do…… no matter what you wear…no matter what you say who you are… you're still little Mary. So frail, so delicate that my father can crush you, with a just a touch."
"Damn You! Demon! DEMON!" Mary shouted at the top of her lungs. "You worthless child!"
Naruto laughed darkly. "O Mary!" He mocked her. "How can you say such a thing! You wound me!" He pressed a hand on his left breast and almost looked hurt. Then his features immediately darkened and he moved towards her trembling form cupping her jaw hard and yanking it to look at his eyes. "How intelligent virgin!" He snarled darkly. "I am a demon! Just like my father! And besides father like son right!"
Mary looked at the corner and silently sobbed, tears running at her powder-caked skin.
Naruto let go of her face. The other staring at him silently, six looking frightened the other two proud. "You waste my time! I wonder why I still kept you alive you worthless virgin!"
Naruto stood still and looked at her closely. Mocking mischief on his eyes. "It's a shame that you'll die a virgin, Mary. It's a shame. O yes, I know of your little secret Mary! Little Mary, sweet little traitorous Mary born a virgin, died a virgin. You're pathetic no wonder your husband hadn't touch you!"
Mary let out an enraged cry before spitting at Naruto's face. "You…(pant)….have…(pant)…no…right!"
Naruto wiped the spit on his face with a cloth and stared at her. His face blank and expressionless. No hate, no regret, no anger, no recognition at the woman before him and acting as if the Naruto that everyone knew never existed. He never existed.
He turned around and met Itachi's proud red eyes, with a small smile he handed him a small silver lighter. He then turned to Orochimaru and gave him another lighter identical to Itachi's lighter. With a nod, he left the men and the two members alone. A few seconds later, he was awarded by a loud desperate scream followed by the aroma of his father.
The smell of gasoline….
Mixed with blood…
And burning flesh…
The event was forever sketched at the memory of every member of the fraternity. Let Mary be the example of what might happen to you when you turned traitor against the fraternity. And the little naïve Naruto whom everyone knew was heard no more. Finally they knew that the devil does exist, father and son, the demon and his kitling.
You are what you are; the world is what it is.
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he doesn't exist.
'You are wrong father. I am a demon.'
Aeaeae
2055 kilometers away from Sasuke's current location, his elusive lover was standing up a hill looking down at the East China Sea at a hidden island near Chilung, the harsh waves lapping at the sharp stones creating a sound that calms his spirit. It was a moment of idyllic peace, until a man dressed in black tuxedo and matching trousers interrupted it. The man slowly walked towards his master whispered softly in his ear, after earning an affirmative nod from him, he handed him a phone.
Naruto waited patiently until the man was out of earshot before answering it. "Holà!" He answered in smooth French.
"Où?" The voice on the other line asked, bearing a soft Japanese accent.
"C'est à vous à decider."
"Et alors?"
"Then the Fates will weave another masterpiece for the threads of our lives will be changed forever." Naruto answered. "Your life, my life, and the fraternity's tomorrow depend on this mission, on this operation. One false move, one deter can result to its failure, you must be cautious. Report to me immediately if anything happens."
There was a tiny sigh, "You sound like your father as each day pass, Naruto."
Naruto let a small smile grace his sweet lips, "Indeed I am."
Silence.
"Are you there again?" the voice asked.
Naruto shrugged, "Today is the day. I always come here."
"Let it go… Your father had already forgave him, forgave them. Why can't you honor your father's decision? They had already forgotten about you, please forgive them."
Naruto's hold on the phone tightened automatically, they were having this discussion, again.
"The axe forgets but the cut log does not. The greatest feeling in the world...Revenge. Pure, unadulterated revenge. Not weedy little jealousy. Not some piddling little envy. But good, old-fashioned, bloodcurdling revenge." Naruto said before cutting their conversation with a sharp 'click' of the phone. He took a deep calming breath before proceeding inside the Chinese inspired mansion in the middle of nowhere.
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AN:
Dedicated to Jacques François Capulet (1930-2005). A beloved grandfather, loved by his daughter, granddaughter, and son-in-law.
'God bless…God damn!'
This chapter is also dedicated to my fellow writers, Bombay-Elk and Rheii. I was busy preparing for my grandfather's funeral that I do not have time to open my account. I am terribly sorry for not responding to any of your e-mails. To Elk-chan, I'm sorry if I did not replied to you and made my own scene, I figured that there isn't much time at all. To Rheii, about the theory that I have, I'll e-mail you one of these days.
And Rheii? I like your story, keep up the good work!
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