Naruto's behind my wardrobe![DISCONTINUED]

A Miraculous Present part 1

~~~~Short message to my faithful readerz~~~~

Hi readers, actually this chapter will be based on a story of a cat that inspired me; a cat that wasn't deserved to be died but deserved to be respected. It made me realized that some of our people were so cruel. But this time, the ending will be a bit different. And the ending's going to be a bit... weird. So this chapter is based on a real story. And I do this because I wanted to be like Ugly, the cat. :')

And btw, this chapter is a bit spoiler-ish for the next chapter plots. So read it at your own risks!!!!

And I made this story specially just for you, @dbz1demilee. Happy birthday and this is a present to you! ;)

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Demi's (or should I say, Kumiko's) POV

Its already been a few days and our bonds between the Akatsuki members are closing together, creating unbreakable bonds between us.

Everyone in the Akatsuki base that we stayed for a while knew who Ugly was. Ugly was a mysterious tomcat with a mysterious kekkai genkai. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love.

The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye and where the other should have been was a hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner.

Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby, striped type, except for the sores covering his head, neck and even his shoulders. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. "That's one UGLY cat!!!"

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.

Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around your feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running, meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

I always tried to explained this problem to Pein, but he just wouldn't listen to what I'm saying! And that irritates me A LOT when Pein doesn't let me bought Ugly to the base. His reasons were so damn lame like; because I hate cats. Really? Ugh......

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbor's huskies. And I believed that they did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. As Hana and I was strolling around the apartment, I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly's sad life was almost at an end.

Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home, I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly, I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying, was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.

At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful .

He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

"Demi, I knew what to do..." she paused for a moment and hurt herself and drew symbols in her hands as she shouted "Thor, come to my aid!!!"