Chapter Four: Preparation

The light was blinding as Naruto opened his eyes. His conscious mind quickly began registering the smells of disinfectants and other chemicals, causing Naruto to cringe. Careful to open his eyes slowly, Naruto saw the all too familiar tile ceiling of Konohagakure's main hospital. Kami he hated this place. Every memory he had of the building only made him feel contempt for it. He had had so much pain within this building. There was no happiness here. Well—that wasn't true. Sakura volunteered here; maybe there was hope for these walls yet.

Why was he in the hospital though? After a few seconds, his mind finally began clicking at full speed again. The memory of what he did rushed back at him like a wave. The two Rasengans when they made contact didn't combine; instead the compressed chakra exploded with much more force than expected. He could remember being forced up into the sky before blacking out. Chikusho, that was dumb, Naruto berated himself. He was probably going to hear about this later. The blond could only imagine how he looked when someone found him. He hoped people would just assume that he was planning a prank or doing something else along those lines, and that it went wrong. He couldn't have his cover blown over something as trivial as this. When it came to an orgainization of S-classed nukenin who's sole purpose was to hunt him, the true nature of his strength could very keep him alive, but only if it was kept hidden.

Well, Naruto couldn't worry about that now. He'd been in this hospital long enough. The Kyūbi had probably already healed him. There was no need to stick around here. Naruto tried to sit up, but quickly realized that there was a weight not normally on his shoulder. Looking over, all he saw was pink.

Sakura, what was she doing here and why was she using him as a pillow? Sure his teammate had visited him before while he was in the hospital, but she had never stayed long enough to fall asleep. She wasn't even in one of the far off chairs by the wall. By the looks of it, she had actually pulled a chair closer to him. What did all of this mean?

Naruto decided that he couldn't wait forever for her to wake up, but just as he was about to nudge her awake, a click came from the door handle; signaling that someone was entering. It was Kakashi.

"Yo," the white haired man said as he peeked into the room. He gave his signature two-fingered wave.

"Hey sensei. What are you doing here?" the current hospital patient asked.

Kakashi smiled behind his mask. "Do I need a reason to visit one of my students while they're in the hospital?"

Naruto just narrowed his eyes. Kakashi chuckled nervously, "Gomen, the Hokage wanted me to get you. She's set up a very special meeting."

"Understood. Do you know what it's about?" Kakashi stiffened slightly. It was unlike the experienced man to betray his emotions. Whatever the subject was about, it was very emotional.

"Sasuke," the one-eyed man almost whispered. After that name was mentioned, both men were flooded with emotions, ranging from regret to determination. The truth was obvious, when it came to Sasuke everyone had made mistakes, but that didn't change the fact the Uchiha had been the one who decided to leave. His betrayal was painful, and it didn't help that both shinobi thought that they could have done something—anything—different to stop their raven haired teammate from defecting.

After a long pause, Naruto quietly muttered, "I see."

Naruto mustered the energy to make a fake half-smile, "Arigatou Kakashi-sensei. Please tell Baa-chan I'll be reporting soon."

"I will. Ja ne," Kakashi said without his normal enthusiasm . He then shushined away.

Naruto buried the back of his head into the pillow and stared at the ceiling tiles once again. So, Sasuke was back. The last time the two met, Sasuke seriously considered killing him—his best friend tried to stab him with his blade. Of course, Sasuke had no chance of killing him, and luckily Sai blocked his blade or else his identity would've been discovered, but that didn't matter. Sasuke Uchiha had wanted to take Naruto's life. That fact resonated with Naruto. How did it come to this? Sasuke had even told him that he spared his life on a whim after they fought at the Shūmatsu no Tani. So, why kill him now? What could Sasuke be thinking?

It didn't matter. Naruto had to save his friend. How could he ever deserve the role of Hokage if he couldn't bring him back?

Unfortunately there were more pressing matters at hand for Naruto. His dream of being Hokage could wait and returning Sasuke was only a matter of time—he was sure of that. Actually, all of that seemed trivial to the situation that the blond found himself in now.

The sleeping girl, that Naruto had somehow forgotten about, had decided not to wake up, but instead was snuggling deeper into the blond. Naruto could feel his heart beat picking up. This was probably the closest he'd ever been to Sakura. Her touch made his skin feel as if it was on fire. Apparently, the pink-haired girl liked the warmth Naruto was giving off because she once again moved closer to him; her body now on the precipice of her chair. This was too much. The look on her face was so innocent, so beautiful. What the hell was he supposed to do? He really wanted to enjoy the bliss he was in, but if Sakura ever woke and found him in the state, Naruto knew he wouldn't have long to live. That was why he also really wanted to wake the pink-haired girl up, but his body was protesting the orders from him his mind.

Naruto was frozen. There was nothing he could do to stop the fiery heat spreading up his arm, down into his stomach, then to the rest of his body. Naruto had never felt so alive before. The power of the Kyūbi's chakra was nothing in comparison to the feeling he had right now. Slowly, his mind began to wander to things involving him and—No! This had to stop. Sakura was coming even closer and—

Naruto jumped as a loud feminine yelp broke him out of his reverie. Naruto sat up and quickly looked around the room trying to find the source of the small scream, but wait; he was sitting up. The weight that was once there had disappeared. Looking down and to his right, Naruto saw teammate staring awkwardly back at him from the floor.

Sakura quickly jumped up and began nervously straitening out the non-existent wrinkles on her clothes out. All while Naruto just continued to stare at her, eyes unblinking. She couldn't get a fix on what emotion he had on his face. There were too many to tell, and it created an almost blank visage.

"Naruto, you're awake?" she asked, even though it was a statement. Right now Sakura just wanted to break the awkward silence that had developed. She noticed a few loose strands of hair and tenderly tucked them back into place. The pink haired girl could feel her cheeks starting to heat up, but Naruto didn't seem to notice. He still had that same awkward expression that was beginning to seem particularly more and more like confusion; which only made Sakura more nervous.

Raspier than he would've hoped, Naruto replied, "Hai, Sakura-chan."

Naruto felt pretty confused. This situation was awkward, and Naruto's confusion wasn't helped by that fact that Sakura looked—well—flustered. Besides the bewilderment, Naruto had a combination of other emotions, fear being quite prominent. Honestly, part of him was scared to death. He hoped Sakura wouldn't become too angry at what happened. Sakura had a temper hotter than a Katon jutsu, who knew when she would strike or what she would attack over. Still, deep down, another part of him couldn't shake off the feeling of Sakura's head wedged on to his shoulder—it had just felt so perfect.

Coughing into her hand, Sakura looked nervously at the ceiling. Kami, she was so nervous, but why? She needed to leave and go get some fresh air. Yeah, that's what she needed, some air.

"Well, I'm glad you feel better," Sakura was still trying to avoid eye-contact, "and never do what you did again. I'll see you later."

With her good-bye accomplished, Sakura tried to get out of the room as fast as humanly possible without looking rushed, but since she was forcing herself, it back fired. Sakura knew she looked like a fool walking out of the room, and as soon as she was through the door, she slammed it closed. A loud bang rocked the room and dust fell gently from the ceiling and wall around the door—hairline cracks were now visible, emanating from the wooden frame.

For the first time in a while, Naruto blinked.

What in the hell had just happened?

Naruto continued to look at the door. But his confusion was quickly melting into a feeling forgetfulness. There was something he had to do. Kuso! He had a meeting with Tsunade. Naruto quickly shot out of bed and stripped out of the hospital's robe. Running over to his belongs he pulled out scroll. He unrolled the parchment till he found a seal in black ink. Biting his thumb hard enough to draw blood, Naruto swiped the red fluid over the calligraphy. The seal accepted the Naruto's blood, and in a poof of white smoke, the clothes Naruto needed appeared. Putting on the garment, Naruto channeled chakra into his ears to enhance them to make sure there wouldn't be any intruders. He couldn't be seen, traveling in the day was forbidden. No one could know he existed. Luckily, it didn't sound like anyone was coming in, but there was a person near the door. Naruto wasn't sure what was going on with that person; he could here their heart beat, and it was pretty fast.

He wondered who it was? Maybe it was—no. That was too unlikely. Besides, it's not like he could go see who it was at this point. He couldn't spare any more time to tell someone he was checking out. He was late and he needed to go, now. It's not like he had never disappeared from the hospital before.

Sakura was standing out side of Naruto's room. She needed to check up on him. She didn't before, and every doctor needed to be professional around their patients. But why was she so jittery though? It was just Naruto. Sakura took a deep breath. She had already made a fool of herself today; a second time would be disastrous. Taking another breath, Sakura smiled, closed her eyes and walked into the room.

"Hey Naruto, sorry about earlier. I was just—"

The room was empty. Sakura walked back into the hall and checked the room number. It was the right number. Sakura clenched her first. She was mad. The blond baka had run away again. She should have expected this. It's not like this was the first time this had happened. That baka. Once she found him, Naruto was going to be in for a world of hurt. She would teach him not to run away from the hospital, even if she had to put him back in there herself.

"Hai Hokage-sama," the kneeling ANBU said. Kitsune's was looking down showing his silent obedience as he was awaiting orders from his kage.

"Kitsune come see what I have on my desk," the Hokage ordered, while simultaneously using her hand to silently wave the ANBU over.

The black ops shinobi effortlessly made his way over. He noticed for the first time the large chart sprawled over the Hokage's desk. There where grid lines crisscrossing the thin parchment indicating lines of latitude and longitude. Features such as rivers and mountains elegantly drawn onto the paper, and with neatest of calligraphy, there were characters, naming significant areas and villages.

"A map, Tsunade-sama?" Kitsune asked, puzzled as to why the map was so important. He believed that he had been summoned for something a little more significant than looking at a map.

"That's correct," Tsunade confirmed, but noted that the ANBU failed to notice a certain detail. "To be more specific, it is a map of Hi no Kuni."

Still confused about the subject of the conversation, the young oinin looked away from the map back into the honey-brown eyes of the Hokage. "Why is that important?"

The Hokage leaned back comfortably into her chair, trying to release some of the tension that this conversation was already creating. Sasuke was a touchy subject and this situation needed to be handled carefully. Tsunade could tell that Kitsune was trying to be calm and patient. She was amazed that the ANBU had restrained himself thus far, but now was not the time for brash actions.

Well, she had better get this over with.

"According to Jiraiya's spies, Sasuke has killed Orochimaru."

Tsunade's hand shot up to silence the ANBU.

"Reports from many sources indicate that Sasuke is no longer in Oto no Kuni. He disappeared for a while, but reappeared when he apparently destroyed one of Orochimaru's bases. He was seen heading in our direction and will be entering Hi no Kuni in a couple of days. We are still unsure what his true motives are, but we do know that he is not traveling alone now."

The Hokage indicated where Sasuke would be entering the country on her map. "Sasuke will cross the border here, and if his path stays consistent, his destination would be Nami no Kuni. Do you have any idea why he would head there?"

"No, Hokage-sama. Sasuke must have a purpose for heading there though. It is also strange that Sasuke is traveling with someone. Who ever that person is, Sasuke must find him or her useful. Therefore, we can assume that whomever that person is; he or she is quite powerful."

"True, but I can't afford to send any other forces than you at the moment. Team Kakashi will leave in five days to cut Sasuke and this interloper off. If you feel the need, I'm giving you complete discretion over this mission as long as you can stay undercover."

"Hai, Hokage-sama," Kitsune said, almost too enthusiastically. This was perfect. Even if Sasuke was traveling with a powerful enemy, Kitsune would definitely bring the Uchiha back. It was only a matter of time now.

"Kitsune you're dismissed, begin preparing for your mission."

The ANBU nodded before shushining to wherever.

The Hokage sighed. Why didn't she pick an easier career?

For Konoha's loudest shinobi, Naruto was much harder to find than Sakura originally anticipated.

Sakura was able to leave the hospital early. Thankfully, it had been a slow week and she now had some free time to scold Naruto for disappearing on her earlier. She was angry—and more than normal—at him. The baka didn't even say good-bye. But why did she care? Ever since she had fallen asleep on Naruto, the pink-haired girl had been having these weird feelings. That knowledge was plaguing her. She didn't have feeling for—no! That was just too weird, but, still.

That's why on this lovely afternoon, Sakura found her self mindlessly walking into the Yamanaka's flower shop. The scents of many different species of flowers and plants assaulted Sakura's nose. The air was fresh and cool, a nice change from hot and humid atmosphere outside. Sakura walked underneath one of the misters watering plants, letting the individual droplets cool her flushed skin. Sakura took a deep breath of the chilled air; it was refreshing. But Sakura wasn't here to stand in the fine mist, so she continued on.

Ino was sitting behind a counter in the middle of the store. By the was she was sitting, it was easy to tell she was bored. Both of her elbows were on the table; her arms being used to support her head which had found its way into palms of her hands. Ino breathed an exasperated sigh that also served to blow some stray blond bangs that had fallen onto her face out of the way. She stayed like that until she noticed movement behind one of the shelves of flowers.

"Welcome. Can I help you with anything," the blond called, trying to smile despite her displeasure of having to work and such a nice day.

Sakura appeared behind the corner, "Actually, Ino-buta I could use some cheering up."

"Dekorīn?" Ino asked surprised. Ino raised an eyebrow and looked at her friend incredulously, "What are you doing here?"

Sakura sighed, "I told you. Would you just come on already?"

Ino could tell that her friend was getting a little impatient, besides Sakura almost never asked to be cheered up. Something must really be bugging her. It had to be to get the stubborn girl to admit that she needed advice. So Ino did what she always does; she yelled to her mother, telling her she was leaving without waiting to hear a reply. Ino yanked of the white the white apron she was wearing, tossing it over the back of the chair she was once sitting in. It was a slow day. Her parents could manage without her; besides Sakura had missed out on some interesting gossip. Ino knew her mother would understand.

Sakura and Ino walked into the familiar barbeque restaurant. Ino had already made plans to meet Shikamaru and Choji there. It was going to be a way for the team to pay their respects to their deceased friend, comrade and sensei, Asuma. The two took their seats. They looked over the menu, and since Ino was probably going to be eating later with Choji and Shikamaru, they only ordered drinks.

"So what's up?" Ino asked after the waiter delivered the drinks to the two girls.

"Do you still like Sasuke?" the question was so sudden and quick, it almost seemed as if Sakura didn't want to ask it. The pink-haired girl looked away from her friend's face not wanting to see Ino's reaction.

Ino was a little taken back. She hadn't really thought much about the Uchiha since he left. His betrayal was tough. Everyone was hurt by Sasuke's actions, but for Naruto and Sakura—Ino couldn't imagine how they felt. A couple of years ago, Ino would never have admitted that Sakura was closer to the last Uchiha than she was, but now, Ino could tell that Sakura still harbored all that pain. Ino just had to tell Sakura the truth. Maybe then the pink haired girl could move on.

"I don't love him, if that's what you mean," Ino replied. Sakura seemed mildly surprised by the answer.

"Maybe during the academy I might have," Ino continued, "even if it was for the wrong reasons, but after everything he's done, the pain he's caused us. How could I continue to love him?"

Sakura didn't know what to think or what to feel, but something told her Ino was right. Maybe at one point in time, she, like Ino, had loved Sasuke, but things had changed. Sasuke was not the same boy they knew, or maybe he was still the same, but no one knew his true self. He had caused everyone pain. He nearly killed Naruto and left her on a park bench. Naruto. There he was again. Everything always ended at Naruto. With Sasuke there was always Naruto. Team Seven, the academy, her feeling; kami she felt so conflicted.

"I guess your right Ino," Sakura finally said, her voice, but a whisper against the cacophony of noise in the restaurant. "Still, if we don't love Sasuke, how can we tell if we're falling in love?"

Again Ino was taken back by the question. And that one was even tougher to answer. What did she truly know about love. Of course there were the obvious answers, but those same answers were always found in trashy romance novels. When it came to love, how could anyone justifiably give a straight answer?

"I don't know," the blond admitted. Sakura was surprised, her friend the gossip, the self-proclaimed know-it-all of love and seduction didn't have an answer. "I guess love is different for every person."

Sakura nodded slowly, taking in the words. Ino's trained eyes noticed her friend actions. She could see Sakura's eyes become distant as her friend began to become lost in thought. Ino watched as Sakura began making subconscious actions—Ino's eyes widened. It was a defense mechanism. Ino had known Sakura long enough to notice the signs. Sakura's eyes became distant. Her head tilted forward just that slight degree, as if to cover her forehead with her bangs. Ino smiled lewdly. There was a reason behind the questions and actions and Ino had pretty good idea about what it was.

"There's someone else," Ino whispered aloud. She hadn't meant to say it, because even though Sakura was in a trance, she knew Sakura would pick up on it.

"What? No. Of course there isn't Ino," Sakura said too quickly to be truthful. Of course Ino knew already that Sakura was lying, but now Ino knew she would never get any information from her pink-haired friend—that wouldn't stop her from trying though.

Ino smiled wickedly again, "So? Who is it?"

Sakura blushed and once again avoided Ino's stare. "I'm not telling you," Sakura yelled, which only made Ino try harder.

"Is it that new intern at the hospital? He's pretty cute."

"What?" Sakura yelled while her freind's prodding caused her to blush even more, which of course gave Ino the wrong idea.

"Ooh. It is, isn't it?"

"No!"

But Ino didn't stop there. Playing with Sakura was just too much fun. Ino sat back, acting calm, when in reality she laughing in her mind. "Don't worry Sakura. I won't tell Naruto."

"What does Naruto have to do with this?" Sakura questioned. She tried to sound level headed even though Sakura was surprised by her friend's quick change in topic.

"C'mon Sakura, everyone knows he's had a crush on you since the academy. Even though he hasn't been as vocal about it as of late, I can still tell that he likes you. If he found out you liked someone else he'd have a broken heart." Ino's voice was rich with sarcasm, but what she was saying was still true. Ino went to tease her friend further, but her ears picked up on a piece of gossip from across the room.

"That's a lie Toki-chan."

"No it isn't!" the girl yelled back at her friend. How dare he question the fact that she was almost violated like that. "I would never make that up."

All the girls in the group started staring at the male who would dare challenge a statement like the one Toki had just mentioned. Ino could see the venom from the girls. As Ino continued to watch the scene, she noticed that she wasn't the only one. In fact, the conversation was drawing much attention from the restaurant's patrons. All the guys at the bar began snickering at the boy who voiced the wrong opinion and was stuttering to find an answer underneath a heated gaze. After a couple of seconds he gave up.

Toki smirked, "that's what I thought."

"So how were you saved?" a curious girl asked to get her friend to begin regaling her experience again.

Ino had forgotten all about Sakura and began paying attention. Sakura noticed her friend and followed her gaze to a group of civilians. The pink-haired girl just shrugged a began paying attention to what the girl was saying as well. She has lost Ino's attention, for better or worse.

"There I was backed up into the corner," Toki began, "I was scared, my clothes were only shreds and that man was crawling towards me like an animal. He was getting so close and all I could think was this is the end, this is the end, but that didn't happen. A kunai with a small tag at the end was thrown out of the darkness right in front of my attacker. I thought an evil ronin might have thrown it to the man to help him, so I closed my eyes.

"When I opened them there was this ANBU standing in between me and that sick person. He whispered something like, 'that kunai was your warning.' He then knocked the guy out faster than I could even see. I was saved, but that's not even the best part."

Everyone paying attention subconsciously leaned in closer as if to hear better. Toki obliged them by leaning in closer herself.

"The ANBU slowly walked over. I was scared at first, we've all heard those nasty rumors about the ANBU, but this one was different. He showed more emotion than I had ever seen by them. He knelt down next to me a caressed my arm. I could feel how powerful he was, but he was holding back to not hurt me. Then he whispered, 'I'm not going to hurt you. Don't worry, you're safe. I won't let anyone hurt you.' He had most angelic voice I'd ever heard. I don't even know who he his, but I bet he's handsome."

All the girls had dreamy looks in their eyes, while the guys tried to scoff it off, but they were definitely jealous. Still, everyone was wondering just who that guy was. Surely Toki had see the mask, if he had gotten as close to her as she said. So, someone asked.

"Did you see the shape of his mask?"

Toki looked up to see who asked the question. It was none other than Sakura. She and Ino had left their table long ago and were now only standing a couple meters away from the group. Toki eyed them for a second and answered their question, "It looked like a kitsune mask."

"A kitsune," Sakura muttered to herself. Toki noticed this and continued to explain further.

"The ANBU who questioned me said that there wasn't anyone registered with that mask, but I know what I saw."

"That's strange," Ino noted, voicing everyone's thought.

What was going on?

Naruto pushed a branch out of his face. Moving through the undergrowth was becoming a greater hassle than he had anticipated. Vines snagged on to his orange jumpsuit, forcing himself to have to break free. Green leaves were becoming stuck in his wild blond hair as he continued to bushwhack through the forest. Why he had ever decided to walk to the training grounds was beyond him. Naruto sighed; he knew why. After finally getting a break from his responsibilities, part of him just wanted to take things slow. For so long now he had been training for this moment. He just wanted a little rest before he was off again, trying to fulfill the promise—he not only made to Sakura, but to himself.

With one last great push, the blond forced himself out of the thick woods. Unfortunately, he wasn't that graceful; tripping on a tree root and falling flat on to his face. That was really unbecoming of a shinobi. But as Naruto looked up and around, he found the place empty. No, it wasn't. Naruto sensed chakra nearby. It felt familiar. Naruto focused on the energy, and he was surprised to see his sensei.

Kakashi was behind the three logs, looking at a giant stone, the memorial stone to some of Konohagakure's greatest heroes. Naruto stood up and brushed the invisible dirt of his clothes. Sticking his hands into his pockets, the young man slowly made his way over to his sensei. Kakashi didn't seem to care, or even notice for that matter. But Naruto knew that Kakashi was aware of his presence. Naruto stopped by his sensei and looked over the stone. One name and particular caught his eye.

"So this is where you always were when we were younger," Naruto said, his voice barely above a whisper. This place was melancholy.

At first Kakashi said nothing, he only pulled out his little book and began reading, before answering with a quick, "Hai."

"We'll be leaving to intercept Sasuke soon," Naruto tried again.

The silver haired man only nodded.

"Just for the record, it wasn't your fault. I used to think it was mine, but I realize now it was only his."

Kakashi looked down at his pupil, "You shouldn't say such things. It was never your fault Naruto. The mistakes regarding Sasuke fall upon my generation."

"No, that's not true. Sure, everyone could have done something differently, but what happened happened. Sasuke left us. And now I'm going to bring him back, even if I have to give my life." Naruto looked away from his sensei and back to the stone. The names etched there symbolized those who died protecting what they care for the most. Sasuke was the first person to ever acknowledge Naruto's existence, he had to save him. Even if Naruto and Sasuke were bitter rivals. They formed a bond, a bond that only two lost souls could form. A bond where one's own existence proves the existence of the other. It is bond that can only be ended through their deaths.

"You shouldn't have to give up your life Naruto," Kakashi said. The blond quickly looked away from the stone back at his sensei's lone eye.

"No one should have to give up their life, but that stone still exists."

Kakashi was astounded. Never had Naruto acted this way before. In a way, Kakashi was a little disappointed. It was tough seeing this side of Naruto. The silver haired man had known for a long time now that Naruto was like this, but the carefree blond was Naruto as well. He wished that the blond would put on his huge, silly grin, and make everything better. This Naruto though, didn't help the depressing aura that Kakashi felt. This Naruto only served to remind him of his past mistakes.

Kakashi sighed and gave a halfhearted chuckle, "When did you mature so much Naruto?"

Naruto smiled, and it was his huge, silly grin. Instantly, Kakashi felt better. This was the Naruto he knew.

The blond continued to smile, "I guess I've always been this way."

"Really now?" Kakashi asked amused.

"Yeah," Naruto said before trailing off. His face grew serious. His eyes narrowed that slight bit, his brow was scrunched and his lips were almost a thin line. "Sensei, the last time we saw Sasuke, when we were with Yamato, it looked like the teme was skilled in Kenjutsu. Could you teach me?"

The silver haired man smiled behind his mask. It was a strange request, but one that Kakashi was happy to hear. "Of course Naruto, I'm glad after all your training there is still something that I can teach you. Go grab your katana and we'll get started."

This time Naruto took to the trees.

Author's Note: I would like to say I'm sorry that this took so long to become published. I actually had this done for a while, but never found time to finish it. Well, if you notice any mistakes such as grammatical errors, plot holes or major characterization flaws, let me know. Also if you want to tell me I'm a terrible writer, go ahead. People have done it before.

Glossary:

Chikusho- essentially equivalent to damn. Swearing is different in every culture, and the culture must be understood in context to give an meaning to the expletive.

Shūmatsu no Tani- Final Valley, better known as the Valley of the End. It is where Naruto and Sasuke first fought after Sasuke's defection. The valley was also where Madara Uchiha fought Hashirama Senju, the first Hokage. Their two visages were carved into the valley.

Kuso- the equivalent of shit I believe.

Oto no Kuni- The land of Sound, formerly known as the Ta no Kuni, the Land of Rice Fields.

Nami no Kuni- The Land of Waves

Buta- pig

Dekorīn- Forehead, in the English anime, Forehead is substituted for Billboard Brow.

Published: 11/22/10