Chapter 2

He watched as the ship moved up and down, up and down, up and... he should probably stop now, he kinda feeling sick and wondering not for the first time if this ship is safe. Insead, he focused on his music and the pocky stick that was hanging from his mouth. It was actually considered one of the wonders in the world because he's was almost never seen without the pocky stick while he was awake except when eating, bathing, ect. Which means the only time he's never seen without his pocky so far is those thing and when he's finish eating one.

He signed slightly, his eyes half-lidded in the light. He barely moved unless it was to the bathroom or if something bad was going to happen like if someone's going to throw up, ect. He did this to save energy so he doesn't have to use his suppiles much, but mostly it's because... he's lazy and doesn't want to throw up. So 2 days have passed, his suppiles were barely touched and it seemed to be a good day he thought. He secured his belongings in his bag as layed down against the wall with his bag on his back to get a good few minutes of sleep he thought as he closed his eyes... only to wake up 2 minutes later by the the sound of people screaming,

" The ship is going to sink!"

'Crap' was pretty much his his only thought at the time when he decided to try to move to get out, but the ship was rocking back and forth while people were pushing and he just made to the edge when he was accidently pushed off the ship. When he hit the freezing cold waters, he only had one thought as he tried to swim to a nearby land or something.

'Frick'

Then, when he calmed himself down, he said, "This can't get any worse can't it?"

At that moment, he was overpowered by the waves and as the water was filling up in his lungs, his last thought,

'I hate you kami and if i somehow go to heaven, i'm going to kill you.'

then, he blacked out.

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Somewhere out there, a certain entity sneezed and wondered how that happened.

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Somewhere in the land of the waves, on a shore

11yr old Inari was fishing on the docks near the ocean side, but he didn't caught anything.

'Damn'

he thought. Lately, he was extremly worried for his friend Naruto because of the war between Leaf, Sand, Sound, and Rock. Naruto and some of his friends had visited them a couple of days ago because they had to restock on suppiles, but they left yesterday to do their mission. Inari and his family as well as everyone else on wave wasn't poor and in bad condition anymore because of Naruto so it was the least they could do to repay him by helping him.

As he was thinking, he noticed something float to shore. He approach it cautiously, wondering who it was until he saw a teenager that was very pale and seemed to be struggling to breathe. He quickly rushed over to the person and put both his hands together on the teen's chest and the teen coughed out the water and what's left of it.

"Stay here, i'll get some help", he said to the older teen as he rushed to get some help. He noticed that the teen was male and he looked like he was tortured because the blood was practically everywhere, but shoved it to the back of his mind as he went faster to his home.

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'Ah damn it, I feel like crap. I thought that when you died, you don't feel pain anymore.' he moved his fingers and toes slightly, 'I think I'm still in one piece. Wonder if this is heaven, I still need to kick Kami's ass. If this isn't heaven and is hell, I'm going to torture Satan until he tells me how to get to Heaven.'

He opened his eyes slightly before being nearly blinded by the light as he tried to lift himself up, but then he heard a voice of a little kid calling for someone.

"Mom! He woke up, come quick!"

When he opened his eyes completely, he saw a little boy that was about 11 years old, a woman that was probably his mom and she was in her mid twenities, and an old man that was probably the grampa, was drinking sake. He sat up from his bed and rubbed his eyes till he could see clearly.

"How are you feeling?" said the mom as I sat up.

I decided to be honest so I told told her I feel as if some gang members managed to beat me to a bloody pulp with a straight face, I don't think they believed me so I asked them a couple of questions.

"Were you the ones who saved me?"

"Yes" answered the boy.

"Is this hell?"

"No"

Now they looked at me as if i was crazy, I felt slightly insulted, but I started to climb over the bed.

"I guess I'll go with option #1 then." I sighed.

"What's that?" he asked.

"I'm going go beat kami to death for making me die like this and for all that what happened."

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Again, somewhere above, two powerful forms of life sneezed.

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"What! You're not dead!" the boy cried out loud.

"I'm not?" I blinked.

They all shooked their heads no. I sighed, tired, but then something happened that caught everyone off guard. I couldn't do anything when the boy's mom held me in a tight HUG.

A HUG.

"Kawaii!" she sqealed before relizing what she was doing and moved back, embaressed. While they were staring, I was horrified that she did that AND said that I was CUTE so I huddled into a corner with gloom hanging around with the word cute repeating in my mind. I forgot that when I go to sleep and wake up, my hair tended to fluff up and this... happens.

Everyone stared at each other as we all tried to mentally tried to erase the moment from their minds as the questions started up once again.

to be continued...

AN: I'm sorry for taking so long in loading these chapters, but using the fanfiction to upload this fic is very crappy and hard. Also, I just got into highschool so it's going to take me a long time since the teachers and the school is loading me up with work. That, and I'm getting tests almost every two to three days and I'm barely passing, but don't worry, I'm gonna try to type this at school or at home.