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"Talk"
'Think'
"Talk"
'Think'
The library, an infinite place of knowledge and wisdom. A sanctum for those who want to learn, and a place of dread for idiots. Either way it held a lot of good and bad memories for Naruto.
After creating a shadow clone, and had it use the transformation jutsu, to turn into a brown-haired, brown-eyed teenager. He then told it to go inside to see who was working, after fifteen minutes of waiting in the shadows he saw him stroll out. After waiting a few more minutes for him to go into a random ally, and disappear he grinned after receiving the information of who was working, and a few books that he needed to read.
Taking a deep breath he casually strolled in, and saw the two who taught him most of the things he was denied as a child.
His blue eyes settled on the taller of the two, Akira Haruno, Sakura's aunt. She was a very beautiful woman, with long deep pink hair that flowed down her back like the waves of an ocean, fair skin, and beautiful green eyes. Standing at five foot six she was around the average height for a woman her age, and a little taller than him by a few inches. At the age of forty she still had the figure she had when she was in her early twenties-he remembered seeing her picture once before when they invited him into their home that was always sought after. And best of all she was quiet, and when she did speak it was with a soft yet strong voice that commanded attention no matter what the volume.
And then he set his eyes on the youngest, Sakari Haruno, Sakura's sister. Unlike her sister she had short, shoulder-length pink hair, fair skin, and jade green eyes. She stood around five foot four, but Naruto knew she would grow a little taller, after all she was only fourteen. And unlike her sister she actually had a curvy figure and B-cup breasts, due to the right dieting, and he knew from experience that she was much nicer than his teammate.
He knew a lot about the two standing before him, and they knew almost everything about him.
Akira was the unfortunate sister of Hibari Haruno, the mother of both Sakura and Sakari. Hibari was the exact opposite of Akira, she was overweight, and tall, flat chested, lazy, haughty, shrewd, used too much makeup to cover the ugly face, arrogant, and often times had to shout to be heard. It sickened him to no end that he used to think she was pretty, but that was because she was a washed out Genin and used the transformation jutsu to make herself look desirable in public. And once he saw her true form, secretly of course, he honestly couldn't eat a thing for a week, for fear that would come up on him.
Naruto knew both Haruno sisters were married, both being the exact opposite of each other of course. While married Akira unfortunately was unable to produce life, but her devoting husband, Korega stayed by her through thick and thin. Her sister's husband, Kusabi, however was a sex hound that cheated whenever he found the chance-not that he could blame him of course.
That was where Sakari came in. She was rescued, I say rescued because her bitch of a former mother abandoned her in a dumpster. If it wasn't for Akira's sneaking suspicion that her sister would pull something like that, he could only shudder thinking of how he could have turned out without their combined guidance. Anyways after she was taken home, she was officially adopted with the Hokage's signature to make it official. Naruto knew that Sakari knew she was adopted, but he knew that she didn't care, as far as she was concerned Korega and Akira were her real parents.
He would have reminisced further, but the two women turned towards them. Smiling behind his masks he waved to them, "Akari-chan, Sakari-chan, long time no see."
Raising her delicate pink eyebrow Akari replied to him, "I'm sorry sir, but I honestly don't know who you are."
Stifling a chuckle Naruto responded, "Well of course you don't recognize me. After all I am the most unpredictable person you've ever met."
"Naruto! Is that you?" Sakari gasped out seeing his completely changed appearance.
"The one and only." he responded.
"My goodness what on earth happened to you?" Akira asked, coming closer to see if her eyes were deceiving her.
"It happened on my last mission, don't worry I'm-" any other words he would have said were muffled when he was pulled into a bone breaking hug by Sakari.
The sight made The God of Death sweat-drop, 'How the hell did that happen? For a civilian she sure has Chunin-level speed. Geez every time I think I figure them out, mortals continue to amaze me.'
However it was a different experience for the black-streaked blond, while it was nice to feel the warmth of another person. It wasn't the best to feel his back breaking under Sakari's illogical strength.
"Sakari I think Naruto-kun has been through enough." Akari said, inwardly smirking at her daughter's affection to the Kyuubi container.
Blushing a little bit Sakari released the former blond, and instantly apologized.
Naruto only rubbed his back, feeling it pop back into place thanks to Kyuubi. "No, no, it's quite all right. It's not everyday something like this happens."
"What exactly happened?" Sakari asked after she brought her blush down.
Mentally sighing that he had to lie to two of the people he trusted most, he told them what happened. His encounter with The Demon Brothers, Zabuza, his training with Kakashi, and his death. Two two women could only stare in horror when he unbuckled his vest, and showed them the wound he received from Kakashi through his fishnet chain mail shirt. And with bitter reluctance he recalled his vivid experience in Stone country, saying that they brought him back to life, experimented on his body, his escape, and his horrendous wounds. Showing that he meant it he took off his Hannya mask, and pulled down his half-mask to show his scarred face.
Before his tale ended he found his face buried between both the woman's breasts. Both Kyuubi and Shinigami laughed at the lucky bastard seeing him struggling to breathe.
"Oh Naruto-kun we're so sorry that happened to you." Sakari nearly sobbed out after hearing the pre-teens story.
"I can't even imagine the pain you went through." Akari continued for her daughter.
As the blond struggled to breathe he heard a distinct laughter behind him, "Naruto, not only are the talk of the village, but you're also seducing the two women in my life."
The two women blushed in reply to the voice, and broke apart embarrassed. After coughing a few times Naruto turned to see who the voice belonged to.
A man standing at five foot ten was smirking at him. He wore his smooth brown hair in a ponytail like Iruka's that matched his brown eyes, which were hidden behind some black wire-framed glasses. Crossing his arms over his chest, the former full blond noticed he wore a dark blue turtleneck sweater over a light blue yakuta robe with a leather briefcase hanging over his shoulder. And below him he wore tan pants along with brown open-toed sandals.
"Korega it's been far too long." Naruto greeted Akari's husband.
"Same here it's been nearly three months?" the joking man responded.
"Meh, give or take three months." the black-streaked blond replied, "So did you just get back from the tower?"
"Oh yes the Hokage unfortunately didn't have too much work for me, he just told me to bring my work home. And on the way there I decided to check up on two gorgeous women in the library." he then smirked looking at him, "And this is where I find you, you little player."
Naruto could only give a stiff chuckle, he knew the man well enough to know he was pulling his leg. While both the Haruno women just sighed at the mans antics, while they loved him to death he could sometimes be very immature. However his joking visage instantly disappeared setting into serious mode as he called it.
"I see that the reports were true, you have changed a lot since that mission." the brunette said making the air seem thick around him.
"You know all ready?" the secret Kurashagan user asked, sincerely surprised that information got out so fast.
Korega just tapped his head with his right index finger, "No, I briefly saw it and remembered every detail, remember I'm the one who taught you how to easily remember things."
Naruto couldn't hold back his shudder, the man was a joker and sarcastic asshole at times. But he swore that he had some Nara blood in him if his knowledge and photographic memory was any indication.
"Honey if you're done scaring Naruto-kun I believe he came here for a reason." Akari stated, her soft but powerful voice breaking her husband out of his serious state. Seeing his scratch his cheek sheepishly at going overboard again the kind woman spoke to the black-streaked blond. "Now what do you need exactly?"
"Akari-chan these are the books I'll be needing for the day." Naruto replied before listing them off, "The latest book on The History of the Shinobi Nations if you have it, a book that has anything to do with plants, and Strategy...For Dummies." he said while mentally cursing the fox and God respectfully, if their snickering was any indication to their cruel teaching methods.
Blinking in surprise at the unusual books the two women calmly went to the selected books he requested. And five minutes later they came back with two books, one being big, old, and heavy if Akari's struggling was any indication, while the other one was smaller and brand new. Panting a bit Akari settled it on the wooden desk while Sakari checked them out.
"Sorry but we don't have any books for plants, but you might have better luck at the Yamanaka Flower Shop." Akari said after she caught her breath.
Inwardly Naruto seethed hearing that he would have to go there. While the Yamanaka's weren't particularly cruel to him they weren't the most helpful neither. He remembered Inochi, who was mentioned by Shikamaru's dad once treated him neutrally for the most part, but his wife was a bitch, and Ino's treatment towards him in the academy was still fresh in his mind. Nodding reluctantly he packed his books under his arm with ease, and slipped both his masks on.
"Thank you as always I'll see you again soon." the pre-teen thanked them before heading out the door.
If he looked back he would have seen Sakari's worried expression.
Once he got out to the library the black-streaked blond jumped on the roof, and created a shadow clone to take the books back. While it was lazy of him he clearly admitted to himself, he would need both hands for his next task. Because he clearly didn't know who was manning the shop that day, it could have been Inochi, his wife, or Shinigami forbid Ino. After sending his clone back to his apartment he headed off to the Yamanaka Flower Shop.
Nearly five minutes later he arrived at the flower shop. It honestly wasn't hard to find, with its walls being painted yellow, its orange roof, two giant glass windows between a giant door that was always open during the day, along with various plants on the outside of the shop, and the giant pink sign that spelled out Yamanaka Flower Shop in big red bold letters.
"What a fruity shop." Kyuubi shared his thoughts to the other two.
'Oh yea.' Naruto thought to the great beast.
"Damn right." Shinigami agreed.
'I'm no building expert but shouldn't the man of the house get the final say in the design?'
"He's obviously whipped." both the Demon Lord and God of Death said in a union, "Now quit stalling and enter the damn shop you have a lot of work to do!"
Sighing behind his two masks the pre-teen reluctantly took a step forward, and a few strides later he entered the shop.
Just like the outside, all fruity and full of plants, the inside was no better, it was yellow like their traditional blond hair, and had shelves full of beautiful flowers. Seeing that no one was at the counter Naruto rung the bell for service. When no one came a minute later her rung it again several times.
"I'm coming!" a woman's voice screamed out.
'Aww fuck.' all three of them screamed inside their heads.
They had a reason to swear because barely a few seconds later out stumbled a girl around Naruto's age. She looked exactly the same since he saw her the last time, the same pupil-less blue eyes, the same long blond hair, always seen in a ponytail with long bangs covering the right side of her face. And always wearing that revealing purple outfit with white training tape wrapped around her stomach and thighs. The only thing different about her was that she was wearing the shops yellow apron, had her white arm warmers rolled up, and had both her ears pierced.
"What do you want I was busy-" the blond-haired girl then took a look at the customers face before letting out an ear-shattering scream.
"Ino what's going on!" a male voice hollered out.
Looking where the voice came from, a man emerged from the other side of the store. He stood around five foot nine and looked to be around in his late thirties. His hair was blond like Ino's, only darker in contrast with a mullet style hair cut with his hair being shorter on the top, finishing in a long pony tail. He also had bright blue eyes with the pupil unlike Ino, he was wearing the standard green Jounin flak jacket over a black outfit complete with tan hand guards, and a sleeveless red coat the reached to the back of his knees.
He was Inochi Yamanaka, the father of Ino.
"What is going on here?" he demanded seeing his daughter shivering on the floor.
"A...a...demon." Ino whimpered out as she closed her eyes in fear.
Looking up Inochi saw the so-called demon, his face automatically went into a scowl seeing the mask. He, like many other Leaf shinobi knew the horrors of The Third Great Shinobi War, and that mask made even the the mightiest warrior want to retreat at the sight of it. However he looked the figure over and saw that he was no older than Ino, he had nothing that identified himself as a Stone shinobi, and most importantly he saw the Leaf hitai-ate on his belt.
"Ino go to your room, I'll deal with this." he told her.
Seeing she didn't have to be told twice the the Genin sprinted away and locked herself into her room. Seeing her daughter safe and sound Inochi looked back at the figure, and stared at him with his piercing gaze that showed years of shinobi experience.
"Who are you?" he demanded.
"Just a shinobi seeking to buy a book." Naruto cryptically answered him.
"You scared my daughter." Inochi stated clenching his fist.
"That was unintentional." the black-streaked blond said, mentally adding 'not' in his head, "I just want a book, listed with various plants that I can create creams and poisons with."
Nodding the Yamanaka Clan head turned away, and went into the back room. Emerging a few minutes later he brought out a medium sized green book, and what looked like a mixing kit. Gently setting them on the counter he rung them up on the cash register.
"The total is four-hundred ryo." Inochi said.
Again, visibly flinching at how expensive the day was getting for him, Naruto paid the man leaving him with more than enough to get by until his next mission, thanked him for his kindness to leave a good impression, took his stuff, and left.
Inochi only breathed in a sigh of relief once he left. "You really are the number one surprising ninja."
Once he got his needed items Naruto headed towards his apartment. After that tense encounter in the Yamanaka business he needed the rest of the day to relax, and read up on the things he ignored and was denied during his academy years. With a small push of chakra he leaped into the air again, and relished the wind flowing through his hair. Oh what a feeling it was, Shinigami once compared it to riding a motorcycle with your helmet off-whatever the hell that was, and he agreed that the feeling was enjoyable.
That was about the time he felt himself land on his roof, he then walked a few steps towards the edge of the roof before lightly jumping onto the floor. He winced a bit hearing the horrible creaking sound as his feet connected with the worn wood. Steeling himself as he stood to his full height he went to his door that the owner graciously assigned as apartment six-hundred and sixty-six, and opened it. He smiled seeing that both Ichigo and Benihime were still asleep on his bed, and that his four clones were standing guard over them.
"All right guys it's time to get to work." he then pointed towards the nearest clone, and talked to him about his most recent purchase. "I want you to start reading up on the poisonous and healing plants. Get through at least five chapters, read more if you find it interesting." he then proceeded to set the mixing kit onto a shabby table and tossed him the book.
"What about us boss?" one of his clones asked.
"I want you to study up on the strategy book, pay close attention so you don't miss anything." Naruto said before turning to the other two clones, "And I want you two to practice the kunai balancing, don't worry about the water just balance them as long as you can."
"And what about you boss?" another cloned asked the original.
"I'll be reading that giant history book, now get moving." he responded before taking the gigantic book and went to lay on his bed.
Hours went by and Naruto found it to be more productive than Iruka's lessons combined. His first clone dispelled three hour ago, and he learned about a few plants the could close up wounds in an instant, which oddly enough reminded him of Ikkaku's healing ointment from the Bleach manga, and also leaned about a plant that could kill a man in less than a second. He would get to practicing making them at another time, right now he was finishing up Stone Country's history.
"Wow I'm impressed that Stone Country has a interesting history." Naruto mused to himself as he finished off the last sentence.
"Now why did you read up Stone first?" Kyuubi asked, honestly confused that his vessel read up on his enemies country.
"I owe it to Ishikawa, he taught me the most important lesson I would have never learned here." he then closed his eyes remembering his fight with the deceased Stone Chunin.
"Aww I feel honored." a voice rang out causing Naruto to leap up, and Ichigo to spring into action. The fox kit leaped at the voice only to fly off the bed, and land in the laundry basket.
"What the hell? Whose there?" the black-streaked blond demanded pulling out one of his new kunai.
"Oh come on Blondie I haven't been dead for even a month, and I've already been forgotten?" the voice replied causing Naruto's eyes to widen.
"Ishikawa Kamizuru?" he asked.
"Yep that's my name don't wear it out." the now identified Ishikawa replied appearing in front of his killer.
Naruto was just flabbergasted seeing the Stone Chunin again, he was more healthy than when they first met. His body was fuller like he actually ate, and much more powerful looking as well. Instead of seeing his cold brown eyes they were now filled with inner peace along with the laziness of a slacker.
"No way, no fucking way, you're supposed to be dead!" the officially freaked pre-teen screamed out.
Ishikawa only laughed seeing his reaction, "Relax Blondie I am dead, and I'm here to reek my horrible vengeance muhahaha!" he crackled evilly as his face became demonic as Yami himself.
The ghost descended on the Kurashagan-user, effectively making him roll out of the way as the spirit phased through the bed. Ichigo managed to crawl out of the clothes hamper and lunged at the ghost once again, but the poor kit phased through him hitting the wall. While Benihime sprinted to see if her brother was okay Naruto forced some chakra into his eyes activating his Kurashagan behind his mask. Ishikawa only hissed and rushed at him as if intending to possess him.
Naruto was ready to somehow deal with the vengeful specter, but instead the dead Stone Chunin stopped in front of him, and blew him a raspberry. "Just fucking with ya!" Ishikawa smirked at the freaked out kid before crossing his arms.
"What the hell was that for you asshole!" Naruto bellowed at him.
"Geez kid lighten up I was only having some fun. I mean being dead is super boring, you gotta pass the time somehow." the spirit replied.
"Why are you here anyways? I thought you were sent to the afterlife after I killed you." the black-streaked blond demanded.
"Well you see..."
Flashback
"All right Kaiza everything is set, step to your right and heaven awaits you. Again I am so sorry for the wait." Shinigami told the fisherman.
Smiling happily the Hero of Wave thanked The God of Death, and went to the right. As the pearly white doors opened he was enveloped in a warm ray of light, and disappeared into his brother Kami's realm.
"All right next!" Shinigami ordered over his stacks of paperwork on his black marble desk that held many mechanisms, and cursing himself for falling behind on his work. The next time Susanoo, Cupid, Fujin, and Raijin told him to take a break and relax, he'd better make sure it wasn't for an entire year.
The barrier that separated Kaiza disappeared, and the next person was a short pudgy man, with wild gray hair. And behind him was an army of five-hundred mercenaries. All of them were deathly pale and looked like they would shit themselves if they had anything to shit out.
"Gato your life has been revolved around greed, lust, and envy. You've enslaved hundreds, if not thousands of innocent women and children, selling them in underground sex trafficking after raping them. Also you've sold nearly five-hundred million pounds of drugs, murdered various business rivals and their families, along with other innocent people. And most recently tried to take over Wave Country for a private island of all things." Shinigami narrowed his already hate-filled eyes at the mercenaries, "And you five-hundred are no better, the list of your crimes are staggering."
"But Lord Shinigami we-" Gato tried to plea with the mighty God, only for him to be blown in half by his sheer power and reformed again.
"I will not hear your excuses you pitiful mortals. You all had a choice for doing good in your life, but you went and fucked it up." the God then gave them a big evil grin that was partially obscured by the dagger between his teeth, "Enjoy your time in hell!" he then brought his hand to a leaver beside him and pulled it down.
Almost immediately the floor below them opened up, and all five-hundred and one men fell screaming into the fiery pits of hell. Shinigami smiled hearing their screams of pain as the fire burned them, and for once he was glad to hear his other brother; Yami's voice roar in cruel laughter.
Pulling the gate shut Shinigami ordered the next pair to come in, and mentally sighed in relief that a quarter of his work for Wave Country was completed in that instant, that just left roughly fifty-five point three people left for every other country. But once he set his eyes on the pair he narrowed them, and pulled out their papers.
"Muka no name, you were born an orphan and graduated at the academy at the age of eighteen, three years above the normal standards. Through the years you made no attempts to train, always failed at the easiest tasks, was booted from ten Genin teams. Failed to complete the Chuunin Exams several times, and you didn't even kill anyone until you finally grew some balls to kill your helpless teammates who just graduated from the academy for barely a week in their sleep, and the Jounin sensei when he was dead tired to even put up a fight due to severe insomnia and constant fights with his wife. For the next few months you killed several innocent men before raping their wives, girlfriends, and even their daughters of all ages. And after you were finished you slit their throats." Shinigami didn't say anymore seeing the man was guilty beyond all reason, he just pushed a button at his desk and Muka fell screaming into the fiery pits of hell.
"Now Ishikawa Kamizuru, you were the third son of Kai and Ibarai Kamizuru, and named after your great-grandfather the Shodaime Tsuchikage. You were a model sibling to your little sister, graduated the Iwa Academy at the age of ten, spent a few years out in the wilderness to perfect your clans arts, and to communicate with nature. You returned at the age of fourteen and became Chunin a few months later by literally wiping the floor with the competition. From the age of fifteen to nineteen you killed approximately eight-hundred people in the line of duty earning your nickname The Killer Hornet, but then you went rogue by stealing one of your country's most treasured items. For a few months after that you literally starved yourself from lack of food even though you could clearly hunt until you met with that bumbling idiot, and was finally killed by one Naruto Uzumaki."
"That is correct." Ishikawa said, his voice showing no denial in his life story.
Now the dead Stone ninja expected to be sent to hell like his companion, but instead the God in front of him placed his mighty hand on his chin. And whats more he made a humming sound like he was thinking, after a few suspenseful minutes Shinigami spoke to him, "Ishikawa your soul is tainted, but from what I sense you aren't evil like the other souls I've damned over my entire lifetime."
"What are you getting at?" the clearly confused Stone Chunin asked.
"Due to this unusual circumstance I can't send you to either heaven or hell. Your soul is completely on the ground between good and evil." seeing Ishikawa's look that bordered on confusion and disbelief, Shinigami had to think again. He would never admit it, but this was the first time this happened. For a second he thought what his family would do but quickly dismissed those thoughts, Yami would send him to hell, his stuck up brother Kami would also send him to hell, his mother Destiny and his father Creation would also send him to hell as well.
Smirking in a way that suited him, along with a way to spite his family, The God of Death knew exactly what to do. "Ishikawa Kamizuru I have a deal for you, do you accept?"
"Do I have a choice?" Ishikawa asked.
"Unless you would rather be dragged to hell, or eaten by me." Shinigami casually replied, sending a shiver down the spirits spine.
"I'll accept, what will you have me do Lord Shinigami?"
The God of Death smirked before telling him his plan, "Tell me do you remember Naruto Uzumaki?"
"So Shinigami told me that I have to shadow you so to speak, and guide you through life, and...well I zoned out once he rambled on about stuff." Ishikawa said to his stunned killer.
"Shinigami actually told you to do that." Naruto asked him.
"Yep."
"And you didn't tell me why?" he shouted at the ceiling.
"I wanted it to be a surprise." Shinigami simply replied.
"Geez you could have given me a heads up, you scared the hell out of me and the kits." Naruto retorted picking both Ichigo and Benihime off the ground and brought them back on the bed.
"I thought it was entertaining." Kyuubi added his two-cents.
"Up yours fuzzy." the black-streaked blond retorted before realizing that he said that in front of Ishikawa.
"Oh relax Blondie Shinigami already told me about the fox inside you, and the blood in your veins. I honestly don't care, hell you remind me of Han only less hate-filled." the dead Kamizuru said calming the jinchuriki, but also confusing him.
"Han?"
"Yes Han, he's Stones current Jinchuriki after Roshi left to better master his beasts powers-"
"Wait a second." Naruto said stopping the spirit from continuing, "Wait a damn second." he then went over to the book again and went to the index.
Scanning from A to J he found the section he was looking for. Quickly flipping through the pages he finally got to the end of the book where there was only one page left.
"Jinchuriki." he read out surprising those in hearing range, "The Jinchuriki are humans that have a tailed beast sealed within them. They exhibit extraordinary powers, and in some cases are more powerful than their tailed beasts, because they have the intelligence to use the beast's powers effectively. For the past one-hundred years after Hashirama Senju gained control of several tailed beasts. He spread these beasts to other, newly-formed villages in an attempt to maintain peace and equalize the powers between the nations. In order to prevent the jinchuriki from turning traitor, it is tradition for the host to be selected from the family of the village's own Kage. In this way, the jinchuriki not only has strong ties of loyalty to village and their leader, but they also serve to show off the Kage's might."
Naruto slowly set the book down realizing what he just read. He now knew who exactly his father was thanks to this book, slowly he stood onto the floor of his apartment and turned to his three remaining clones who stopped once the commotion started.
"Stay here and guard the kits, I'll be back soon." he ordered before picking up his sword, and weaponry.
Without a word he stepped out of the door, and marched off to the Sandaime's office. Fully ready to raise some unholy hell on the old man.
Armageddon: *fires multiple rounds into the training dummies*
Pvt. Liquor: *whispers to VFSNAKE* Dude what's wrong with him? It looks like someone shit in his cheerios.
Pvt. VFSNAKE: He's mad about the last update for the ten swords, from what I've seen the eleventh chapter got fifteen reviews. While that is not bad, but one was terrible.
Lt. RasenganFin: How bad?
Pvt. VFSNAKE: Well this anonymous reviewer who named himself O actually insulted him. Saying that Naruto is was too OC, and that Sakura is also way too OC. Then the idiot had the gull to call him immature, ignorant, and was pretty much telling him to quit writing.
Everyone: That's blasphemy!
Armageddon: All right let me get this straight for you readers, whoever the hell this O bastard is doesn't concern me. He's just a fifty year old virgin who lives in his moms basement, and has been working at Burger King since he was eighteen and was too stupid to quit saying I'll get that promotion soon. Well O and any flamer out there I have something to say to you.
*takes a deep breath* Fuck you! I don't care what you say, I writing what I want to write, if you think I'm going to change it for your satisfaction then you're dead wrong. I'm doing this for the fans who actually like it, and because we are always sick of Kashimoto of making Naruto look like a badass, then making him a sniveling pussy who would get the crap beaten out of him by a newborn.
*gives O and every flamer out there the finger* So with the support of every author I say fuck you! And I hope you die in the miserable cesspool you call your life. Everyone who supports the cause of authors against flamers let out your mighty hell yea battle cry!
Every Author out there: HELL YEA!
Armageddon: Authors I have a post for you, from today on we are the A.A.F, Authors Against Flamers, and as the leader. I have a proposition that'll make us all happy. We share our reviewers and bring fellow authors into our cause.
Pvt. Liquor: Share reviewers? That sounds nasty man.
Armageddon: *whacks Pvt. Liquor over the head for being perverted* No it's not, I'm just suggesting that we redirect our normal reviewers to other fics that you HIGHLY recommend that they'll like. They review and you get the feed back, either it being good criticism or reviews, which will make fellow authors do their absolute best to write the best damn stories in their life. It's good for practicing all that crap our teachers taught us in school if we actually payed attention instead of sleeping on the desk and drooling on the person next to you.
Pvt. Killjoy: That's pretty detailed dude.
Sgt. Shadowtrayster: I think he's going insane from being at collage for too long.
Armageddon:...Ok without being dramatic reviewers I'm just asking that you give this a try. Us authors work hard to make these masterpiece's so that's all we ask, constructive feedback so we can improve, and make sure that all the hours we've spent writing this stuff wasn't a waste. So until next time long live the A.A.F!