Hello there my fellow fanfictioners! It certainly hasn't been that long hasn't it? ;)
I felt that I owed you all a few chapters after such a long wait and so here it is!
Now before anyone points it out, I know that this isn't the promised Festival of Stars chapter. I inserted this chapter first because I felt it fit better and that it had been a while since I showed what was going on in Konoha with everyone else.
Hopefully this chapter can shed some light on what our favourite characters are thinking and doing.
The next chapter will be the Festival of Stars which I originally intended to post.
Now then, enough of my senseless prattling and on to the story!
I hope you all enjoy the chapter and leave me lots of yummy reviews so I can know if you enjoyed it or not ;)
Disclaimer: I do not in any way claim ownership of Naruto or Naruto Shippuden. These epic franchises along with Boruto are the respective properties of the almighty Masashi Kishimoto, long may he reign!
Those Who Are Lost
Chapter 16: Meanwhile in Konoha
KONOHA- HOKAGE'S OFFICE
His day began with a series of hard knocks on the door. Naruto shot up with a start causing a fair number of papers on his desk to go flying in all directions.
"Kami damn it!" The Uzumaki groaned his head falling back to the surface of the wood. "What is it?!"
He had been working through the night. The confrontations with the forces of Sound had been keeping him at work longer and longer every week that passed. As the days passed Naruto found his respect for Baa-chan and Kakashi sensei growing ever more.
How the hell did she cope with this during the Fourth Great Ninja War? Oh yeah... she was a gambling addict and an alcoholic.
There was so much that needed to be done as well. Negotiations with the various merchant guilds, inter-clan contracts and marriage agreements, weapon requisition forms and curriculum discussions for the Ninja Academy to name but a few.
The door opened, and Naruto's eyebrows rose as Sakura poked her head into the room, taking in the disarrayed state of the place and her teammate with a small smile tugging at her lips.
"Sakura, do come in." He said in greeting, using his most authoritative 'Hokage' voice which didn't fool his teammate for a second.
Worth a try at least.
"Having a difficult morning?" The pinkette teased. He stuck his tongue out at her, leaning back in the chair and stretching to try and shake the residual fatigue from his body.
"To say the least. Had to stay all through the night." He grumbled. "It was Ramen night as well and no one makes it like Hime does."
Sakura laughed at the pout that graced the Hokage's face. No matter how dark things got Naruto always found a way to brighten the world around him. It was one of the things she loved about him.
Stepping into the room and closing the door behind her, Sakura moved to take the seat opposite Naruto while he shuffled papers around in an attempt to restore some sort of order to the maelstrom of chaos that his office had become. She froze when she caught sight of a sealed envelope bearing an all too familiar symbol. The fan of the Uchiha clan.
Sakura was frozen for only a moment before snapping out of it and taking her seat. It was long enough for the Uzumaki to notice though and he stopped what he was doing before hunching over the desk, making sure that his hands covered the letter.
Real smooth Uzumaki... even an academy student would've done a better job there.
"It's not what you think Sakura-chan." He began and felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise as eyes of emerald snapped up to meet his own blue ones. The Uzumaki found he couldn't read the emotion in her eyes and he had to repress the urge to shiver.
If Sakura was pissed then he'd be spending an hour or two in the emergency room regardless of whether he was the Hokage or not.
"The situation with Sound is escalating far more quickly than we anticipated. Our away teams have already been engaged in a few skirmishes." Sakura kept her silence and her face betrayed no emotion either.
Taking this as a sign to continue, Naruto cleared his throat and continued in a rushed tone. He needed to finish before she smacked him into the side of the hospital three blocks away.
At least it's only three blocks away. Could've been four.
"We need him Sakura-chan. If things come to a head and we find ourselves engaged in open war with Sound then we need Sasuke on our side. Not just because of his skill and power but also his intimate knowledge of how Oto operates and fights." He opened his mouth to keep on listing the myriad of reasons why his best friend needed to come home but Sakura cut him off with a raised hand and he felt his mouth close so quickly that he could hear his teeth clack together.
I'm the Hokage! I shouldn't have to justify calling Teme home!
He didn't say this out loud of course for fear of having the medical nin knock his teeth out of his mouth. So instead he waited for Sakura to make the next move.
The pinkette reached into the pouch at her side and withdrew an envelope. Quietly she placed the item in front of him.
"You're right Naruto." She said neutrally causing the Uzumkai's eyebrows to shoot to the top of his head in surprise.
"Send that to him as well please." Sakura murmured, getting to her feet and turning to the door.
"Sakura…" Naruto began only to trail off when her fists visibly clenched at her sides.
"You were right from the beginning Naruto. I should have told him about Sarada a long time ago. I was hurting and I was scared that if he knew he'd take her away from me." Her back to was him so he couldn't see the tears gathered at the corners of her eyes but he could see her shoulders tremble with the effort of keeping it in.
"Teme would never do that. You know he wouldn't and if he did then I'd stop him. We'd all stop him." Naruto assured her as gently as he could.
He could see her nod slightly before she wiped her eyes and opened the door. Opening the door the pinkette hesitated before leaving.
"I'm going to take Sarada to the Uchiha Shrine. I think it's important she understands her lineage even if she doesn't want to accept it. We'll leave in the morning and be back in a few days." With that Sakura was gone, the door closed before he could say anything on the matter.
Sighing the Jinchuriki considered the envelopes before him. Getting some string from one of the desk's many drawers he bound the envelopes together, Hokage business on top and personal business on the bottom. Making the appropriate hand-sign Naruto summoned a frog from Myoboku.
"What's up boss?" The creature croaked cheerfully.
"Take this to Sasuke. Waste no time." Naruto ordered, handing the letters to the amphibian who saluted before hopping out of the window with a cheeky 'See you later boss!'.
The frog would have no trouble finding the Uchiha wherever he may be in the world. The two of them had placed specialized tracking seals on their… unique arms before Sasuke had left. That way if either needed the other they could get in touch no matter the circumstance.
Getting to his feet the Hokage stood by the window and observed his village. The sun was only just beginning to show itself above the heads of the Hokage carvings.
Despite everything that happened the Uzumaki couldn't help the grin from forming on his face. If anyone could be counted on it would be the Teme.
With the two of them working together Oto didn't stand a chance and once that business was taken care of…
Well if there was anyone who could find and bring Himawari home then Naruto knew that it would be Sasuke. No one was more adept at finding people than the Uchiha. He'd found Itachi after all.
You've spent enough time away from home Teme. It's time to come home.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Naruto smiled as memories of Himawari flashed across his mind's eye.
Playing in Konoha Park.
Celebrating with Hime and Boruto as Himawari blew out the candles of her birthday cake.
Treating her to her first ever bowl of Ichiraku Ramen.
Having her bouncing around his office, a little ball of energy, while he tried to perform the duties of his office.
Holding her close when she was sad or had had a bad dream.
Trying to teach her how to throw a kunai and failing miserably.
It had been some time since Himawari had been lost. Nearly a year now and there were those who told him that it was pointless to keep searching. That too much time had passed for her to have survived. That Himawari was gone and he should begin mourning for his child.
Screw those people!
Even as the thought crossed his mind Naruto found himself thinking of his wife and son. The two of them never said it but he knew the truth.
Hinata was already grieving silently and had made it her mission to get him to come to terms with their daughter's fate. Boruto blamed him for what happened to his sister but was too angry to even confront him on the issue. No matter the popular opinion Naruto couldn't stop believing.
He was too stubborn to stop believing in the best outcome.
His daughter was alive, he could feel it in his soul and he would be damned if he just gave up on her.
Come home already Teme. I need you to help me find my little girl.
THE UCHIHA SHRINE
"Good! Now do the next one." Sasuke nodded in her direction. Himawari grinned at him, her skin glistening in the light of the fire as she slipped into the next kata.
"This is too easy!" She boasted as she performed the first set. Sasuke merely grunted and motioned for her to continue.
I'm Himawari. Himawari Kouda Uchiha.
The name kept running through her head, sending a thrill down her spine each time as she spun around the hall her palms extended and glowing blue with chakra. It had been only a day since their trip to the Hall of Names beneath the shrine and the young girl was still reeling from the change.
Things had changed when Sasuke carved her name on the plaque next to the one bearing his own name. It was hard to explain but things felt infinitely more real. She had a true name now.
True it was only a temporary shelter. A name which, Sasuke assured her, she could keep until or if she ever found out her real identity.
I have a real name now.
It still gave her goosebumps. It was something real and proved her existence. She wasn't Himawari the poor girl with no memory now.
She was Himawari Kouda Uchiha and her possibilities were endless, her future infinite. She felt like clambering onto the roof of the shrine and screaming her new identity out to the world.
"Watch your footing." The Uchiha drawled in a bored tone. Himawari nodded, wiping the sweat away from her forehead and adjusting her stance before resuming the kata.
As she whirled through the positions her eye observed the Uchiha. He sat there on the first step of the main shrine they resided in. Sasuke still avoided the stone throne behind him like it was the plague. The man currently had a piece of jerky sticking out of his mouth and he chewed slowly while poring over a scroll he had unfurled in his lap.
"Stop staring at me and focus on completing the set." He admonished lightly not even looking up from the scroll.
Flushing red with embarrassment for a moment the young girl nodded and continued with the set determined to finish the dance of combat she found herself in.
Himawari had no idea why Sasuke had decided to do what he did and he hadn't truly elaborated on his reasonings behind the decision. All she knew was that the man had given her something precious. A name and a people.
Her fist flew forwards to smash into the jaw of a non-existent enemy.
Her thoughts flew back to when she first woke up into this crazy life of hers. She remembered the feeling of helplessness and agony as the wounds across her body sent ripples of fiery pain to every nerve ending in her flesh. She had been helpless, a victim of fate.
She wouldn't be helpless again.
Eye narrowing, Himawari performed a spin kick against another invisible opponent.
"Never kick higher than your opponent's knee. It's too risky." Sasuke called out.
"Got it." The young Hyuuga replied shortly not ceasing her activity.
She remembered the feeling when the Oto nin's hands wrapped around her throat. Then the act of being little more than a human shield so her protector could do all the work. Himawari remembered the feeling of being useless.
With a yell she slammed a glowing palm against the ground. The move created a small impression in the ground and several tiny cracks appeared in the stonework surrounding the point of impact.
She grinned at the display of her own power.
"Stop breaking my floor."
"Sorry." She replied sheepishly although a small smile remained on her face.
I am Himawari Kouda Uchiha and I am strong.
It took a little time and several corrections and pointers from Sasuke, but she was able to finish the set with somewhat shaky grace.
"Alright that's good." Sasuke said, motioning her over with a wave of her hand.
A feeling of triumph washed over her and Himawari bounded eagerly over coming to a stop in front of the Uchiha.
"Come closer there's something you need to see." He invited. Himawari looked at him for a moment, eyebrow raised, before shrugging and leaned forwards.
Must be something in the scroll he wants to show me.
That was when Sasuke sprang his trap and Himawari stepped backwards in surprise as the man poked her in the forehead.
"What was that for?" The man returned her puzzled expression with a small smirk. As if the whole thing was some private joke.
"An ancient Uchiha tradition." He told her, waving off any further questions. He placed his always bandaged hand on a character inscribed on the scroll papyrus and muttered something under his breath. A small puff of smoke obscured his form momentarily.
When the summoning smoke cleared it revealed a set of three round wooden targets on the floor just in front of the Uchiha. Sasuke rolled the scroll back up and placed it off to the side.
Getting to his feet, the man set the targets up in a row along the third step. Grabbing Himawari by the arm and ignoring the girl's protests he dragged her until she was a good distance from the targets.
Withdrawing a kunai from his pouch he offered it to her, hilt first. The girl stared at the blade, unclear as to what was going on.
"Let's do some target practice." He added helpfully. Himawari nodded and, instead of immediately accepting the kunai, she reached for her own blade only to remember that she had dropped it back at the clearing.
Can't exactly go back for it now.
Accepting the knife, she turned to face the targets.
"Just throw it when you're ready Himawari. I want to see what I'm dealing with." Sasuke told her retreating as he spoke until he was a few steps away from her on the side.
Nodding, Himawari got into one of the basic stances, taught to her by Sasuke when they were at the Smuggler's Oasis, and she felt another smile making its way onto her features as Sasuke nodded approvingly.
"Good. Square your shoulders a little more and try not to think about it too much." He encouraged gently.
She can't be any worse than the dobe. The Wanderer thought, nodding to himself confidently.
Taking a deep breath, the Hyuuga let the kunai fly, jumping in fright when she heard Sasuke yell and drop to the floor as the kunai somehow missed going in the direction of the targets entirely and instead flew in Sasuke's direction.
Luckily the Uchiha's reflexes kicked in and the kunai sailed through the air where his head had previously occupied.
"Sorry." Himawari squeaked, running over to see if he was alright.
He accepted her hand up to show that he wasn't mad and merely sighed before handing her another kunai.
"Try again."
This is going to take a lot of work.
KONOHA- LEAF HOSPITAL
Hinata hummed softly as she busied herself with stitching together one of Boruto's shirts, damaged during a sparring match with Sarada. On the bed next to her lay Kiba, his chest rising and falling softly in time with his breathing.
Filling the room was the all too familiar beeping sound of the monitor he was hooked up to. The sound was a comforting to the Hyuuga princess as it reassured her that her teammate was still alive and strong.
Hinata had been here every day since he had made it home. Normally, Akamaru would be here too but the large ninja hound hadn't been deemed fit enough yet to leave the Inuzuka compound. The poor creature had had to carry his partner all the way back from wherever they had come from.
Shino was away on mission and was only due back in a day or so. When the bug-master returned he would relieve her from her vigil.
It had become a tradition of Team 8 that when one of them were laid up in hospital or incapacitated there would always be one of the other team members by their side until they recovered. It had been that way ever since her injury during the Chunin exams back when they were kids.
The hospital staff would check in every few hours on both their patient and the Hokage's wife at his side. They chose not to enforce the regular policies regarding visitation during the day. It was only at night that the staff insisted the Hyuuga Princess return to her family at home.
Hinata only did so with the understanding that if something were to occur, the hospital would contact her immediately.
"He could be awake anytime now." They would reassure her with each visit and each time Hinata would smile and thank them for their hard work before resuming her own post at Kiba's bedside.
Finished with her son's clothing, Hinata's mind wandered.
Summer is almost over...I wonder if I should make a jumper for Kiba-kun?
"H-Hinata?" A weak voice croaked.
Eyes going wide the Uzumaki matriarch threw the shirt to the floor and rushed to her teammate's bedside.
Kiba was awake. He looked terrible, but he still managed to grin up at her as Hinata stroked his hair affectionately.
"Take it easy Kiba-kun. You've had a r-r-rough time of it." She joked. The happiness she felt was so overwhelming that tears of relief flowed freely down her face and her old stuttering problem came to the fore once more.
It took a moment for Kiba to figure out the nature of his surroundings before his eyes went wide in shock.
"Oh Kami no!" He hissed.
"W-what is it?" Hinata asked, her brow furrowed. This wasn't what she expected from Kiba upon his waking.
The hazy look in his eyes indicated that the morphine was working fulltime to keep the pain at bay but, despite the drug in his system, the Inuzuka reached over and latched on to her arm with an almost feverish intensity.
Surprised, Hinata tried to pull back but Kiba wouldn't let her, panting as the look in his eyes turned almost animalistic.
"K-Kiba-kun! You need to let me go!" Hinata squeaked trying to extricate herself from his grasp.
He shook his head ferociously from side to side and instead pulled Hinata closer to him.
"I saw her Hinata!" He hissed, teeth clenched as the pain his body was in threatened to overwhelm him entirely.
What did those monsters do to him?! The medics must have missed something!
"N-N-Nakata S-Sae? W-we guessed as much Kiba-kun." Hinata said trying to placate the man, placing her free hand on his shoulder and sending small amounts of healing chakra flowing from her into him.
Hopefully it would help ease his pain and he would calm down enough to let her go. It took a moment longer than she would've liked but it worked and Kiba sagged back onto the bed with a groan of relief as the chakra did its work in conjunction with the painkillers.
"Not Sae." Kiba replied eventually as he got himself under control. At times the animal within him broke out onto the surface and it took a moment or two to regain his self-control.
Then he said the words that turned her world on its head.
"Himawari. I found Himawari. Your daughter's alive."
THE UCHIHA SHRINE
It had taken the better part of the day and several tantrums from Himawari but Sasuke was satisfied with the final product.
Himawari would never win any marksmanship contests but she could at least hit the targets now.
As the final kunai thudded into the upper right of the middle target Himawari jumped up and down in excitement, turned to him with a massive grin on her face and her solitary blue eye glowed with excitement.
Sasuke gave her a small smile in return and poked her forehead again as he moved past her to collect the kunai scattered about the room.
Himawari didn't remain idle either. She retrieved both her towel and water canteen from the saddlebags. Wrapping the towel around her neck, the amnesiac girl took a long pull from the canteen in her hands.
"So, what do we do next?" She asked her tone making it clear that it wasn't just training she was asking about.
"We leave in the morning. With any luck the patrols that they have will have moved on, thinking we've escaped the area already." Sasuke replied neutrally.
Himawari frowned at this. Something about the way he had said those words set her on edge.
"How lucky are we talking?"
Sasuke stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her. Black eyes met her blue one.
Sasuke broke first, letting out a sigh and coming to a stand in front of her.
"Pretty lucky. These people are very determined to get their hands on you." He said eventually turning to back to his task, pulling kunai out of the wooden targets.
Himawari's eye narrowed as she considered that information. There it was, that same feeling again.
"You know. You know why they're after me." She said it not as an accusation but as a statement of fact. Sasuke didn't bother denying it and merely nodded in reply.
Himawari turned away from him and faced the stone throne. Her eye traced the engravings that lined the edges of the construct and the symbol of the Uchiha clan imbedded in the stone head.
Sasuke had known and he hadn't told her. Himawari could almost feel her brain tear itself in two as it argued against itself. On the one hand it meant that he hadn't trusted her with the information but it was also possible that he just hadn't found the right time either.
So much had happened in so short a period of time. Her eye remained transfixed on the symbol of the clan, looking to it as though it would provide the answers she would seek.
She made a decision.
"Why do they want me so badly?" Himawari whispered afraid of what the answer might be.
Sasuke sighed and considered how best to answer her. He looked past her to the stone chair he had been avoiding so emphatically.
Every time he looked it he could still see Itachi sitting on that throne, gloating at him. Goading Sasuke into killing his own brother.
He was there right now. Sitting in that chair and gazing solemnly into his own soul.
Can you do what needs to be done little brother? He could almost hear Itachi's voice whispering in his ear.
You'll never be a hero. You don't have the hate to be one.
Hatred. His brother's twisted way of trying to ensure that Sasuke would remain loyal to the Leaf and his comrades. Itachi's lies had nearly cost him everything, nearly led him down the wrong path.
"I won't lie to you." He said.
That was what Itachi did. He wasn't Itachi and he never would be. Himawari said nothing, waiting for him to speak. On the throne the image of his brother faded away as though it had never been there.
"When we escaped Sandy Springs, I left a shadow clone behind. He encountered the head of these people. His name is Toyohisa and I'm afraid I don't know too much more than that about the man." Sasuke admitted with a shrug of his shoulders, not that she could see it.
"These people… they want you for some sort of ritual. Apparently, you're some sort of special child and if they take you…" He trailed, surprised that he needed a moment to gather his courage to say what he had to say next.
"They need your blood. It has some special property which extends life and they want all of it." Sasuke told her softly. "They mean to make a human sacrifice of you."
Himawari said nothing for the longest time. The only signs that she heard him were the shaking of her shoulders and the faint pitter patter of tears hitting the stone floor.
"Special? I'm not special Sasuke. I'm nobody, I'm just a girl named Himawari." Himawari whispered finally.
Sasuke frowned and without hesitation pulled the girl towards him. Himawari didn't resist and turned to wrap her arms around his waist, burying her head in his poncho.
"From what I've seen… you're definitely not special." He remarked. Lifting her chin with his finger he made sure she looked at him.
"You're not special Himawari because you are without a doubt much better than just special." He told her warmly.
"I…" She began only to be cut off as he poked her in the forehead again.
"You're completely unique. I've never met anyone like you and I most likely never will." This made her smile weakly at him and she buried herself in his clothing once again.
"They can send a thousand bastards after you Himawari. I made you a promise and no one will make me break it, not even Kami himself." He promised her, his voice turning darker than he intended though Himawari either didn't notice it or just didn't care.
"Thank you for being honest with me." Himawari whispered before pulling away, wiping her eye with her towel and walked over to the saddlebags, pulling out the scrolls he would need to prepare camp for the night.
She'd been memorising which scrolls he used for different things.
Clever girl.
"I'll always be honest with you." He promised as she handed him the scrolls. Himawari just nodded, saying nothing and moved to take a seat next to the fireplace.
"Himawari?" Sasuke called her to a stop and she turned to look back at him in askance.
"Come on Uchiha. You still need to perform the next set before I'll let you eat dinner." He told her with a wink and a small smile.
Himawari froze for a moment unsure of whether or not the Uchiha was actually being serious. When she saw that he was the girl cursed before pushing her way past him in a huff and began the kata, her movements highlighting her annoyance.
Sasuke watched her for any errors in the form. As he did, his back to the throne now, he pictured his older brother standing just behind him with a smile on his face.
He wondered what Itachi would say if he could see him now.
Well done Sasuke.
KONOHA- THE GATE OF FIRE
The main entrance to the village was as filled with foot traffic as ever. Merchants conducting their trade; tourists visiting the Hidden Villages and dignitaries from the other places of civilization within the Elemental Nations.
Then there were the residents themselves. Ninja and civilian alike who made use of the Gate of Fire to go about their business inside and outside of the village.
"I don't want to do this!"
Sakura sighed for the third time in as many minutes. This trip was already going to be difficult enough for her without having to drag along a reluctant teenager as well.
But bringing her daughter was the whole point of the journey.
"I heard you the first-time baby." She said in what she thought was a placating manner.
Sarada glared at her mother for a moment before realising that that wasn't going to work. Once her mother made her mind up then there was nothing that could change it. The two of them passed under the archway of the gate and out onto the main road.
They were both carrying large backpacks, filled with supplies and maps and other items that they may require.
Sakura led the way with Sarada trailing a step behind her.
"Why do we have to do this?" Sarada's asked quietly.
"You know why." The pinkette replied calmly.
"I'm not an Uchiha! I'm a Haruno!" Sarada said the name with such an air of pride that it brought Sakura to a stop.
The woman's heart was torn into two opposing sides. On the one hand she was proud and happy that Sarada was so insistent on being a member of her mother's family over her father's. It was such that the pinkette briefly considered calling the whole thing off and just returning home.
Home to the life she knew and had become accustomed to.
Home.
Something Sasuke hadn't had since he was a young child. Something that had been denied him or taken away whenever it was in his grasp. Sasuke who was the last true Uchiha.
Sasuke who had been desperate for family for the majority of his life.
He deserves to know about her.
Giving her daughter a strained smile the pinkette put her hands on Sarada's shoulders and gave a comforting squeeze.
"Sarada. You are a Haruno and you always will be." She began. Seeing Sarada's mouth open to interject Sakura shook her head gently.
Sarada closed her mouth, remaining silent and gazed at her mother. Familiar black eyes met emerald.
Sakura let out a slow breath as she met Sarada's gaze. She recognized the emotion in those eyes too well.
Pain.
Sorrow.
Rage.
Rage which could so easily turn into hatred. A curse that coursed through her child's veins and would do so until the day she died.
"You're also an Uchiha. The blood of the great clan runs through your body and their legendary power lies in your eyes. You cannot hide from your past forever Sarada. Best to confront it now while you have the advantage." Sakura told her gently.
"I'm not sure I want to meet him." Sarada mumbled her eyes thrown to the ground in shame. Sakura held her close and her heart warmed as she felt her child return the embrace.
"I know that he'll want to meet you. He'll have so much to give you Sarada, just think of the makeup birthday presents he'll have to buy." Sakura joked weakly.
"You're really bad at this mom." Sarada snorted before pulling away. Sakura let out a shaky laugh and the two began walking again. It was a day's journey to the shrine and they should make it by the morning.
"Can you tell me about him?"
Oh man! That last section was tough. Let me just say that I myself wasn't too proud of it. I am not comfortable with Sarada's character yet and I thought a test crash was necessary. I did rush the chapter in an effort to get it to you guys quicker.
Anyway... did I nail her character or was I far off base?
The next one will take me some time as I want it to be good all around.
So now the ball is rolling on the Konoha front and now we can focus on the more action packed sections of this story.
Please please let me know what you think. Good or bad but reviews help me to improve my writing plus you may get a cookie!
If you guys have any suggestions for the story or sequel I'd love to hear them.
Until next time my fellow readers!
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Those Who Are Lost
Chapter 17: The Festival of Stars