And a new part had to be made! Rejoyce in Raven's laziness!
Anyways, this chapter is either going to make people love me, or hate me
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A Father
Chapter XI: Revelation

"How much looonger?!" A higher-voiced, bored man moaned. He was lying on a rock, throwing kunai on the ceiling, "When can we just play out our stupid plan?!"
"In time." The deeper-voiced person whispered, "The girl, Sakura, is only in her fourth month. We still have five to go."
"Five!" The first one yelled, "Five! Do you realize how much we could've done in the past four?! But noooo! You wait for nine, acting as if it's a short, one day wait!"
"Silence!" Man two commanded, "Your ignorance is pathetic! Surely you've seen what he's done in his free time! You should be waiting to counter it for when we strike!"
"Water beats fire." The younger ninja quickly used a fire juitsu, and put it out with water, "Fire beats grass. Grass beats earth. Earth beats Wind, yadda yadda ya." He leaned back, "Dravon, you think too much."

And out of the shadows, Dravon stepped out. Despite having a lower voice, we was quite young. Only twenty-four at the most. Though, he was covered by a black cloak, and the most that could be seen of him was pale skin, white hair, and red eyes. He whispered, grabbing his partner by the collar of his shirt,
"And care to repeat that?" His punch shot fourth, hitting the boy in the face. He rolled off a rock, grasping an injured cheek. And yet, he laughed, "And that's the Dravon I once knew!" He dropped his fist and gave Dravon a shove. Dravon saw it comming, though, and stepped back, grabbing the boy's arm and flipping him over. He retaliated and landed flat on his feet, "Fine, be serious. But, you haven't told me the full point of our plan . . ."

Dravon looked away with annoyance, "You are an idot..." He turned back around, "I've told you before; we want the child."
"Know that. Make it interesting."
"Remember the seal I've made?" Dravon whispered darkly as the boy backed away
"You mean-" He stuttered
"Yes." He nodded before anything else could be revealed, "But, we must fight for our goal. We must fight through the parents."
"Fine . . ." The partner made a fist, "But . . ."
". . . I get Naruto."

Dravon gave a dark chuckle, "Fair enough. I bet you would be interested in defeating him."
And the young man, only nineteen years in age, stood up. With an emotionless face. With marks on his cheeks, and rather pale blue eyes. With messy blonde hair, and a red favor in clothes, "You've practiced for this moment, Tsuin." and Tsuin opened his mouth to speak

"My sincere twin is going to die."