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"kisame...long time no see I had to cover my tracks I couldn't risk it this time" a man's voice said. "no need to explain yourself friend", kisame grinned as he clocked his gun leaning it on his shoulder.


"We've been expecting you...afterall you are the main piece of our plan", another man said as he lit his cigar. "yes and I am most honored I will not disappoint", the man said with a grin.





"Since I was little I found myself asking the real meaning to life. some people waste it away... others cower in fear of death... some fighting to make ends meet, some find that life just isn't for them and with that..we call those the less fortunate but the people who are shielded from this worlds calamities seemingly as if they simply get by solely on image status or figure we see those as the fortune but we're wrong everyone fears death everyone fears that they will be replaced one day everyone fears that there's always someone better and you know I've found out there always is... regardless of what you tell yourself no matter who you are or how much you like yourself there's always someone you want to be who you mistake as an idol but I know better than that the person who stands in your way of perfection is an obstacle and all obstacles must be destroyed that's why there's no real meaning to life because you'll spend it all removing each obstacle in your way only to find that's there's no prize ...but with a perfect world...that would change wouldn't it", a man said as he smoked his last cigar looking out in the distance if the building's balcony.  "You're right but if we really are seeing eye to eye you'd understand that if you do this you'll create a state of panic and your perfect world will only crash and crumble", came the voice of a woman. "How bout you shut your fucking pie hole Suzie you've been talking an awful lot and these bullets got a real kink for pretty mouths like yourself", a man followed. "Hidan stop your misogyny... it's distasteful" a man followed suit. "Ah kakuzu when are you gonna learn to be quiet and mind your own fucking business huh", hidan replied pushing his hand gun in kakuzu's face. "You all make me sick.. it's people like you who make Yakuza gangs look uneducated... hooligans really.. if you'd just shut your mouth's and listen to what there was to be said" a man said his skin was tattoo'd black on one side of his body.. his eyes holding a cold stare. "my my I'm honored you had a get together in my honor", a figured said approaching the room. Looks of shock and horror painted their porcelain skin. "by the ancients...", the woman said as she turned to see the man. "ahh Madara... we've been expecting you".
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Final exams are officially over this means I'm no longer a highschool student, Almost time to start my college essays.. summer didn't take it's time getting here though. "it's been so long since I've worn this bikini..hm wonder if sai will like it", ino said.  I giggled at ino's antics, "God I love summer but I don't think I have a bikin-" "bububub what did I say before we got home we my darling are going shopping", ino snickered in an evil way. "great now today will give me a heart attack", sakura giggled.  "shut up and go shower you smell like my favorite bra when I was 12",ino said throwing the towel at Sakura as she cracked a laugh. "bro I almost forgot about that you wore it for months and wouldn't let it get washed" sakura snickered as she locked the bathroom door. "what to wear...what to wear oh look at you mama likey ino removed a purple skirt from her suitcase and tried to find a matching top. After sakura vacated the shower, ino quickly occupied it. Now it was time for me to find something to wear but what... Sakura found a short black dress she decided on it as it was only her and ino and they were just going to the mall....Boy could she have not been more wrong.




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