Out of the Ashes

Chapter 22

First Meeting

The Chunin Exams came at us faster than expected. With each day my nightmares grew worse and at one point, Kinoe decided that he had enough of "looking at those distasteful bags under those pretty eyes" and did a medical exam on me. He couldn't find anything wrong in my actual brain though so that ended pretty quickly. He did fix the rest of the damage from my head injuries that he had initially left to heal on their own. So that was pretty nice.

A few days before the first exam, Kinoe showed up on my doorstep with an odd look on his face. He was trying to smile and be cheerful but was failing miserably. So with an oddly serious look, Kinoe sighed, "The Samsaras want to meet you."

"The Samsaras what." I thought I misheard. Did he mean the entire rest of the Samsaras in the village?

"You heard me, Hime. They all want to meet with you. We usually don't do big meetings so you'll only be meeting the ninja ones and the important civilian one." Kinoe informed me. He made me dress in my nice battle kimono and bring all my gear as if we were going to war. He made sure my hair looked good and was filling me in as we walked.

"You already know Aina, but you don't know Yamanaka Yasobu. He might want to mind walk you and if he does, let the real Fushicho go all out on him because he's an asshole. We're the only big clan Samsaras but there's also Tanaka Reiko, Kyouta, and Musaki. Those three are ANBU and they might be in their armor but they go by Bird, Rat, and Mole respectively."

I interrupted him, "What makes the Mole mask look like a Mole?" Mole sounded oddly specific compared to Bird, Cat, Dog, etc.

"It's more you learn the masks rather than they actually looking like what they are. There's both a Cat and a Panther and the paint is what differentiates them. Mole, in my opinion, looks more like a Hamster." Kinoe answered without looking too upset at my random interruption. Kinoe took a sharp turn through an alley and we took a back entrance into the Red Light district. I walked behind Kinoe as if he were my reason for my presence, which he was, and for the most part I wasn't looked at too harshly.

Kinoe continued to tell me about the Samsara we were meeting, "Morinobu Goku, don't laugh I know it's funny and ironic but the dude can't help what his mother named him, is pretty alright. Hugh is-"

I interrupted again, "Hugh? Like, English name Hugh?"

"Yes, like English Hugh. He renamed himself back to his original name. He's kind of weird. He's an orphan so they didn't really care." Kinoe kind of snickered, clearly remembering something. He swore as we reached a building, "Ah shit, I didn't get to tell you about Makoto. Well, they're a surprise."

"I'm concerned that you used they in referring to them."

"You should be." Kinoe told me with a traumatized look on his face.

Kinoe led me in through the back of the building and we ended up downstairs in a cellar. It was rather nice though with a warm color scheme despite the fact that I figured out we were inside a whorehouse. Kinoe sat me down on a couch and paced around the room until Aina arrived next.

"Yo, Matt, Veronica. We the first ones here?" the Hyuga asked as she took an arm chair and draped herself over it. She crossed her legs and grabbed a sake bottle from the table and smelled it. Then, apparently deciding it was good, she started to chug it.

"No, we've been here." a quiet voice spoke up. I jumped and reached out to sense the room. Three chakras sat in an alcove I hadn't noticed. They were sitting around a table with cards in their hands tucked close to their faces.

The three people there wore ANBU armor, so I figured they were Reiko, Kyouta, and Musaki. Don't feel too overwhelmed by the sudden drop of names, you learn them eventually and honestly all these people are pretty annoying and irrelevant. They just want to poke into my life because I'm Uchiha Fushicho. If you can only remember a few names just remember them as the ANBU. The important people you'll probably remember.

Reiko was the only female at the table with blonde hair in a traditional style. She was rather pretty with a womanly figure that was fighting with the ANBU armor. Kyouta and Musaki were nearly identical in appearance and I swore they had to be related. The only difference was Kyouta had black eyes and Musaki's were brown. They didn't say anything to us, too focused on their cards.

I focused on sensing them. Reiko felt like winter and her chakra was cold. I withdrew from her and when I felt both of the guys they had similar smells of gunpowder. Differentiating the two of them though was Musaki smelled like pine trees and Kyouta smelled like paper.

The door slammed and a man came down the stairs looking rather irritated. Following him was a cheerful much older man with white spikey hair. I don't think his hair was white like Jiraiya having white hair, more it turned white from age.

"Hello, Fushicho-chan! I'm Goku, you can go ahead and laugh." the older man informed me. I did laugh and he seemed pleased, settling down on the couch across from me. The man who had preceded him leaned against the wall and glared daggers at Aina.

"That asshole," Aina was the one to drawl while pointing the end of her sake bottle at the man against the wall, "Is Yasobu."

Kinoe snickered and muttered something of agreement under his breath. Yasobu, who looked a lot like Ino, glared at her before looking away. Now, when I say he looks like Ino, I mean this man could easily pass as a flat chested woman. I was kind of angry how pretty this man was.

Aina bickered at everyone at least once before the next person came down. This man was tall and had to duck when coming down the stairs. Considering I was child sized I gaped at him in a amazement.

"Yo. I'm Hugh." the giant told me, rather awkwardly. He sat next to Goku and Goku spoke with him quietly and fondly. Aina started to bicker at me and I retorted very hotly while we waited for the last person to arrive. I ignored Kinoe when he tapped my shoulder a few times and I regretted it immediately when I turned around and laid my eyes on Makoto.

There are many ways I would describe Makoto. Makoto is actually an awesome person and I think they're very nice. I actually really like Makoto. But that first time meeting Makoto, my mouth dropped. I could have collected flies. It took time to get used to Makoto. A lot of time. I avoided him for quite awhile after meeting him.

Makoto was a man. He had strong arms and a masculine face. His hair was green and cut in a short but feminine style. Purple makeup, and when I say makeup I mean he had purple eyeshadow, lipstick, mascara, blush, adorned his face. Big gold earrings hung from his ears and they looked painful. They looked really painful. These were the kind of earrings that probably weighed enough to tear his ear off.

"This cutie is the one everyone's afraid of?" Makoto asked, eyeing me through long purple eyelashes. I shivered.

I wanted to reply, maybe with a thank you for calling me cute? But instead I kind of just blubbed like a fish. Makoto pat my cheek, nodding sympathetically.

"I am a girl, Fushicho-chan. Mentally, anyway. I died a woman, but was reborn a man. Very awkward, yes?" Makoto informed me perkily. I looked at Kinoe for confirmation and he nodded at me sympathetically.

I nodded back to Makoto, "Uh yeah... I'm sorry?"

"Thank you." Makoto sniffed emotionally before he (She?) called the meeting to order. Turns out Makoto was the owner of this establishment and that was why he was the only civilian here. Otherwise we had the ANBU, Goku was a retired jonin while Hugh was a chunin, and then the clan members.

Of course immediately after calling the meeting to order, fighting started between Aina and Yasobu.

"I want to mind walk her." Yasobu challenged almost immediately, "We need to make sure she has no intentions of siding with Tobi and Madara."

I gaped at his audacity, and before Kinoe could jump to my rescue, Aina did (Although I think it's just because she wanted to argue with Yasobu), "Bullshit. They killed her family, she has no reason to side with them."

Kinoe agreed, "The Hime does care about Sasuke and she would not turn to Madara and Tobi."

"We need to be absolutely sure though." Yasobu stressed, giving me the evil eye, "She is an outlier. Her entire existence is already changing things!"

"But these things could make changes for the better." Goku pointed out gently, "I've seen Sasuke around. He's a much friendlier child than in the manga."

"You know the Law of Canon!" hissed Yasobu. Everyone seemed to flinch at that. Makoto pinched his nose while Aina snapped off the armrest of her chair. The three ANBU all looked very upset that Yasobu would bring that up and Kinoe had a somber expression matched by Goku and Hugh.

"Law of Canon?" I interrupted, confused.

Kinoe leaned over to whisper, "Remember when I said canon does whatever it can to fuck you over and get back on track? That's Law of Canon, as we've been calling it."

I kind of understood. Kind of. Vaguely.

I decided to try and retort to Yasobu, "Well what about the Butterfly Effect?"

"That makes things even worse." Yasobu retorted, "We had things under control until you were born. Everything would be fine and we would survive until after canon was finished."

"Spoiler alert," Aina said dryly, "They make a series about their kids. We aren't going to live past canon if they keep things going."

"Wait," I paused, "You're older than me but the way you're talking, you sound like you died around when I died." Because Boruto was just a movie when I died. What's this talk about a series!?

Aina grinned, "2020."

I gaped, "2016. You mean there is no connection on time?"

Kinoe grinned, "Roll call. When did everyone die. I'm 2003. Everyone had to fill me in for most of Shippuden."

I blinked, "How did you know how to get the hell out of Whirpool then?"

"Another Samsara and the name Uzumaki." Kinoe casually informed me. I just rolled my eyes at him.

"2001." Goku added somberly, sharing a nod with Kinoe.

Yasobu spat out a 2014, Makoto was 2007, the twins, who apparently died together, were both 2010, Reiko was, very surprisingly, 1999 which meant she was very pre-Shippuden, and Hugh was 2008. With so many numbers and names swimming in my head I was pretty conflicted.

Yasobu got us back on track though, "We need to make sure." That instigated a screaming match between him, Kinoe and Aina. The ANBU returned their attention to their cards and Goku appeared to be meditating. Hugh and Makoto's heads moved back and forth between the fighting trio like they were in a cartoon.

"Fushicho-chan, can Yasobu mind walk you?" Makoto asked when he got tired of Aina, Kinoe and Yasobu yelling at each other.

I thought about it but Fushicho whispered, "If you let him in here, I can destroy him. He shouldn't get to see your thoughts. Your death. Your true self."

"It's not a good idea." I said firmly, "Besides, aren't we here to talk about the exams?"

"True." Goku murmured, stroking his beard, "It's worrisome that we won't be able to predict what Orochimaru will do."

"Fushicho is the obvious better target." Reiko spoke up quietly, "She is stronger than her brother and has trained formally for much longer."

The twins nodded together, but Musaki spoke with a surprisingly gravelly voice, "Orochimaru may have a thing for boys, but we agree."

"What are we going to do about Hiruzen?" questioned Hugh, "Are we going to keep him?"

"No." Reiko stated, "We need Tsunade. Hiruzen is old and his mind will start to slip by the time the war comes."

"Harsh." Kinoe sighed.

"Don't let your personal feelings get in the way, Matthew." Kyouta warned with a much smoother voice than his twin's.

Kinoe just groaned and leaned his head back. Aina, who had been quietly biding her thoughts, finally decided to input into the conversation.

"Shouldn't we be asking Fushicho what she's going to do?" Aina questioned, looking straight at me. I looked back at her and she smirked at the clearly displeased look in my eyes. While murmurs broke out around the room, Yasobu slammed his fist into the wall.

"Let me into her mind and we will know what she will do." Yasobu snarled firmly. He looked around for disagreement and I stood up when he started to approach me.

"Touch me," I snarled, "I dare you."

"Then what will you do, Fushicho-chan? What would you do if Sasuke received the curse mark? What would you do if Orochimaru chased after you?" Makoto, sounding rather wise in that moment, asked calmly.

Yasobu stopped and we both looked at Makoto angrily.

I crossed my arms and huffed, "How should I know? Orochimaru is terrifying. If he goes after Sasu, fine. If he comes after me, less fine but at least then we know Sasu won't be getting an angry Uchiha."

"The curse mark would change literally everything." Kinoe whispered, "If you got that mark... no, if Sasuke doesn't get that mark then how will we know the future? With Sasuke in the village Naruto's motivation will be led astray. The plot will be imbalanced. Who would die for that?"

The room went silent. I blinked, "Who would die?"

"Whenever one of us has changed something there has been a consequence." Reiko murmured sadly.

Goku sighed, "Even the most minor changes. If one of us fell in love with someone who had even the smallest destiny to influence the plot, there was a consequence. I married a woman. There was an incident where had I not been there, she would have been killed. The Uchiha clan would have been under fire for their patrols missing a murder. However I prevented it and she lived longer than she should have. She was killed brutally in front of me."

Reiko hummed miserably, "My younger sister. I fell in love with someone important to the plot. They returned the feelings. But if I had taken them away someone important would not have been born. My sister died in front of us and I never recovered. We broke up and he ended up with the correct woman."

I looked around and Yasobu towered over me.

"The only one who has yet to have the Law of Canon hit them is you, Uchiha Fushicho."

I gaped at him, "You can't possibly believe that just because there has been no proven incident that I haven't had it-"

"Bu and Kyuketsu. They would have been taken from you." Kinoe uttered softly, "Zabuza could have cleaved right through them. That lightning guy could have completely fried Bu. Yet they are still here despite us stealing that Wave missionn from Team Seven."

"This world is cruel to those of us who have been reborn into it. We do not belong, thus we may not touch what should come to be." Makoto stated firmly, "That is the rule we came to live by."

"Until you." Hugh whispered.

"Until you." agreed Aina.

I looked around and Yasobu, for the briefest moment, had a look of empathy in my eyes, but he immediately threw that away to say, "We must monitor you carefully because something you do could affect us. The world is ignoring you but we must tread carefully. You are our ally and our enemy."

"Do not call her an enemy." Kinoe growled. He crunched through the lollipop hanging out of his mouth and the stick slipped.

Yasobu laughed mercilessly, "Says the one who tried to steal away Hinata's mother for himself."

Chains erupted out of Kinoe's back so quickly I hardly reacted as Reiko and the twins got the hell out of the way and Makoto yelled for Kinoe to stop. Yasobu dodged them and the chains threw a table as they came to a stop before destroying the wall. Yasobu dove forward and slammed the palm of his hand against Kinoe's forehead and Kinoe dropped like sandbag. No one picked him up from the floor as his chains evaporated into the air.

Makoto pat his yukata as if the brief fight had dirtied it, "I suppose this meeting is over then. You know my rules."

"This is a special case-"

But Makoto cut Yasobu off, "My rules, Yasobu-kun. Everyone can leave now."

The three ANBU flickered away without a trace and Hugh and Goku bid polite goodbyes before using the stairs like normal people. Aina looked ebtween Yasobu, Kinoe and I before she laughed. The visible change came over her again as she politely thanked Makoto for hosting and she also used the stairs. I looked at Makoto warily.

"Well, Fushicho-chan. I hope you can carry your sensei." Makoto told me cheerfully, standing up and gesturing to the unconscious man. I gave him a very displeased look and I pulled Kinoe's arm over my shoulder and hauled him up.

"Fuck, he's laying off the candy after this." I huffed as I dragged him to the stairs. Yasobu watched us go with angry eyes.

I dropped Kinoe in an alley outside and figured it was fine to leave him there. He would wake up eventually and I was totally not carrying him through the Red Light district. So I hopped the wall that fenced in the Red Light district and started on my way home. Of course, we all know that I wasn't getting away from that meeting without someone starting shit with me. I think it something about my charming personality.

Honestly, Yasobu was probably a jonin. He dropped down in front of me and surged forward so fast my sharingan was just turning on when his hand clamped down on my face and I felt myself get ripped into my mind. I was not in the usual spot of my mind's dungeon. Countless doors led down a mysteriously lit hallway and Yasobu was running towards me. Behind him was Fushicho, laughing hysterically as she bit at his heels.

"You're in my domain!" she cackled. Fushicho played with him cruelly until he was within a few feet of me. He reached out for me.

Then her hands wrapped around his ankles and he lit up in flames. I stepped forward and Yasobu looked at me.

Yasobu in his last life had been a handsome boy with a goth appearance. Long dyed black hair with blonde roots showing through. Blue eyes. He clearly had a much better grip on his mind than I did because he didn't look like the monstrosity that I did.

"Oh shit, they didn't." he whispered in horror before the flames consumed him entirely.

"He's alive." Fushicho whispered in my ear, cold hands wrapping around my torso, "He deserved to burn like we did for entering our sacred mind. I just seared him out of us. Ne, that felt most wonderful, didn't it? AHAHAHAHA DIDN'T IT?"

Her hands went through me and Fushicho made a vaguely confused murmur. She looked down at us and let out the worst shriek I had ever heard in my life.

"Poisoned! We're poisoned! What happened to our mind?!" Fushicho screamed. She was ripped off my person and she flew backwards. The floor moved beneath me as I followed her while still standing in place. We were back at her cage and Fushicho was tossed through the door by the invisible force and slammed into the back of the cage. There was a tremor and the cage door closed slowly with the outline of a person standing against it after it was closed.

The outline looked at me and gave me a thumbs up. Then it brought a finger to its lips and there was the quiet breath of wind from its nonexistent lips.

There was a reason, I realized, that Fushicho was caged. If I ever opened that cage and gave her control of my body there was no telling what it could do to me as a person.

I was brought back to reality. I was still standing in the alleyway but Yasobu was puking into a dumpster. He looked up as me and his eyes looked so bloodshot I jumped back a bit. He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and told me, "You're going to cause so many problems for so many people."

"What the hell?" I yelled, "I'm going to cause problems? You just violated my mind!"

"You put me into something that I'm sure is an early version of Tsukuyomi. Is that how you died? Did you burn to death?" Yasobu demanded. He was shaking and his fingers were twitching.

I nodded and an angry sneer came across my face, "Try that again and you'll burn next."

Yasobu flickered away and I felt all my bravado evaporate like nothing. I fell sideways against a wall and slid down until I was curled up next to the dumpster. I gripped my knees tightly and leaned my forehead against them. I sniffled, feeling tears burn in my eyes. But I refused to cry and I blinked them away. As I stayed there, deep in thought, I didn't hear Fushicho say a single word to me.

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Sasu and I drilled for the Chunin Exams together. It was rather intense because Sasu was determined to get his skill level closer to mine. He was getting there but I still had a few years of training on him so my muscle memory and general experience beat his greater body strength. Ocasionally Bu, Kyuketsu, or Naruto would join us for some fresh spars. Sasu and Bu especially liked going at it with each other and usually Kyuketsu had to play medic and treat them both for burns. Kyuketsu enjoyed that because he got to test out his salves that he made specially for Bu's explosives.

"It's inevitable we will be caught in his explosions." Kyuketsu explained, "Most notably you."

"Gee, thanks." I said dryly. It was what I got for being our close range fighter though. I was honestly lucky Bu was pretty good with his aim and general feel for his bombs radii. So far I had only gotten stuck in the stink zone and not a singe zone. I would probably be traumatized for days if I ever got caught in one of his explosions for real.

Sakura joined one of our final sessions before the exams. She looked rather frazzled and I wondered if I should maybe ask why. I decided I shouldn't, because Sakura didn't stop talking once you got her started, but she made eye contact with me. Kyuketsu got the hell out of there as soon as she turned to face me.

Sakura's eyes flickered towards where Bu, Naruto and Sasu were trying to beat the shit out of each other until someone cried uncle. So far Naruto lost part of his sleeve from Bu and Sasu had a black eye. Bu meanwhile was mostly untouched. Considering Bu had a year on both of them it was to be expected. Especially since our team was designed to be a powerhouse sweep team while Team Seven was a front-line team with a girl who was slated as a Genjutsu type. Bu simply had too much raw power that Sasu couldn't handle yet. I'm sure when we even out in our teenage years Sasu and Bu could take each other evenly but right now Bu could demolish them.

Speaking of demolishing, Bu ran away screaming when Kyuketsu joined the fighting. Kyuketsu was by far the scariest on our team. He never used his spiders during practice although occasionally a few small ones would fall out of his cloak and both Bu and I would flee because ew spiders. The scary part of Kyuketsu was he was precise and a quick thinker. I was the fastest on our team because Kakashi focused speed with me and I still trained my speed to this day, but Kyuketsu was better than me in perceiving. If Bu threw a punch at both of us at the same speed, Kyuketsu would be moving before I was. His reflexes were better than mine so despite the fact that I was faster Kyuketsu could land a hit on me if I didn't continuously move.

Sakura spoke after watching the game entirely change when Kyuketsu joined, "I'm... a bit upset, Fushicho-san."

"How come?" I asked, kind of begrudgingly. I didn't really want to have this conversation.

"Well, I didn't know Naruto and Sasuke-kun were practicing without me. I'm upset they wouldn't invite me to train with them." Sakura confessed, "We're supposed to be a team but it's like they don't even see me."

I pondered it for a moment and watched as Sasu nailed Naruto in the gut with a flying sidekick. Naruto flew into the trees and didn't appear again for a good few seconds. A thought hit me.

"Do you really want to practice like that with them?" I finally questioned, gesturing to where Naruto had disappeared, "I think they didn't invite you because they don't want to train like that with you. They probably don't want to hurt you."

"But you train with them like that!" Sakura insisted, "Sasu is always saying he's trying to catch up to you because he can only hit you when you let him."

"Bullshit." I scoffed, "My reaction time is pretty shit if I'm not using my sharingan to cheat. He can't catch me if I'm having a good day but he can definitely hit me good. That's to say, it's a lucky day if he does manage to win a spar against me. But that's not what we're talking about."

"What do you mean?" Sakura inquired softly. Her eyes were shining a bit and mentally I rolled my eyes. Was she really almost crying over this?

"It's not the skill level difference that has Sasu training with me. Or rather, he doesn't refuse to train with me for the reason he likely doesn't train with you." I said slowly before admitting, "I'm not very feminine, Sakura. Also I'm an asshole. Sasu relishes in the fact he can shut me up sometimes by punching me in the face. The whole time he has known you there's only one image you've given him, and that's girly Sakura. Long pink hair, dieting, screaming, focusing on him because you like him. You act like a dainty princess over a kunoichi, and that's why he won't give you the light of day."

Sakura started to cry. I rolled my eyes, "Stop crying. I'm not personally attacking you. I'm telling you what you asked. Go home, put your hair in a ponytail or something and stop wearing that dress thing. Also, your arms are like toothpicks. Look at my arms and tell me the difference."

I flexed and Sakura, through her tears, observed my arm. She held up her own arm and both were pretty thin considering we were twelve year old girls. But mine had chiseled lines from where work and training had strengthened me. My arm wasn't fatter than Sakura's and I certainly didn't look like a mini body builder.

Sakura sniffled, "You're so mean, Fushicho-san."

I gaped at her. I try and be nice for once in my life and I'm told I'm mean. What a shitty conversation.

"But, I guess you aren't wrong." Sakura conceded, "Kakashi-sensei always has me do less than Naruto and Sasuke-kun. When I try and keep up I feel like I'm going to faint."

"Eat more. Eat red meat too, that's good for strength." I hummed, thinking about what Onna and Kyuketsu tried drilling into my head. I suppose I remembered some of their lectures after all.

"I don't want to be fat though." Sakura whined and I shushed her and gestured to myself, "I eat more than Sasu does. I have thirds when he struggles to finish his seconds. Are you calling me fat?"

"No. No you're definitely not fat-"

We were cut off by Bu getting slammed into the ground at our feet. Kyuketsu had shoulder tossed him halfway across the field and I held up nine fingers. Kyuketsu nodded at his score. I refused to give the little bastard a ten even though he definitely just beat his record of how far he could throw Bu.

Bu wheezed, "Save me."

I nudged his head with my foot, "Get up fatty."

"So mean." Bu sighed, opening one eye slyly, "You eat more than me, chubby."

I wonder if Bu heard our conversation while he was getting beat around by Kyuketsu, or if that was his actual response. Either way, he should know better than to call a girl chubby.

I kicked him in the head and Bu yelped. I loomed over him threateningly, "You wanna say that again or do you want me to join the fight?"

"Bring it!" Bu jumped to his feet and faced me in a fighting stance. Both our eyes narrowed. Sakura looked a bit worried out of the corner of my eye and she screamed as I went to roundhouse kick Bu in the head. Bu came in close and I took us to the ground with my other leg catching Bu in the stomach as I flipped. I axe kicked Bu in the stomach and lunged forward to grapple him. Bu and I rolled around for a bit while Sakura stopped yelling. Eventually our serious fight got less serious and Bu and I went for a hair pull simultaneously.

"Son of a-" we both yelled, letting go and splitting apart to hold our heads. Tears gathered in both our eyes and I vaguely heard Kyuketsu call us morons from where he was being double teamed by Naruto and Sasu.

Sakura giggling caught my attention.

I nodded seriously, "See? Long hair is a problem."

And then I grabbed Bu's hair again and yanked.

"FUUUUU!"

AN:

This was a fun chapter. Most of those Samsaras aren't very important. Aina, Yasobu, and Makoto are the important ones for now. The others will show up but Fushicho will always remark to them being a Samsara in case anyone forgets.

Did anyone check out the portraits of Team Kinoe on my deviantart?

Sometimes I forget Sakura exists. Fushicho is too antisocial to make friends with other girls yet but she tried to help Sakura out. I do have plans for Sakura, so I haven't completely and entirely forgotten her.

Fun Fact- If Bu were a Sim his traits would be Eccentric, Hopeless Romantic, Family Oriented, Artistic, and Natural Cook. He would have the Pyromaniac hidden trait. Bu was hard to find traits for because his personality just isn't made for the Sims.

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