"Akatsuki is an organization of missing ninja," Kazuki explained quietly, "that's been going around looking for bijuu. Don't ask how I know. I overheard a conversation this one time..." He frowned, running his fingers through his messy brown hair. Now, time to be polite. "I'm sorry, Roo, for yelling."
He bowed as low as he could without hurting himself.
Rukia smiled. "True, and don't worry about it, Kazu-kun. I know you were a bit confused and frightened," she whispered warmly, reaching out to gently tug the collar of his black shirt.
[Totally just brought up a little reminder of Ami-san. She got the gesture from Rukia-san after all. :3]
"Still..." He stood up straight and turned to face where he thought Scythe might be and sighed. "The point is, Akatsuki aren't really anyone to mess with... They're very strong and skilled."
"Yeah. But Saso-kun and Dei-kun are kind to me. They teach me things and they protect me from strangers," Rukia offered, playing with a stray lock of hair. She looked hopefully at Kazuki.
"So long as they're nice to you, I guess..."
Gracie
Scythe smiled at them both. "See? Everything turned out okay-- ... ... ... ..."
Amaya is a jinchuriki.
Vell is a jinchuriki.
Kugomi and Naruto are jinchuriki.
These people had just hit the bijuu jackpot.
"..." CRAP. Scythe grinned, his inner turmoil buried deep beneath an exuberant aura. "So, are we going back inside to eat? I'm actually hungry. And I never eat," he chuckled.
[Ohhhh poor Scythe. Had a mini heart attack right there. XDDDD]
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A Dash of Chili Powder
FanfictionA bunch of kids are struggling through the way of the ninja - and very dramatically so! Follow these ninja on their nonsensical journeys full of drama, crack, hateful step-mothers, in-family rivalry, love, cuteness, and death.
