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Edited: 05/06/24

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L/n clan names Old --> New

Xander --> Kenji (there aren't any X names, but I've been advised to switch X with K)

Camryce --> Chouhei

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I slumped down into our sofa with a long sigh.

"I feel like I haven't been home in years," I mumbled as I just stretched myself out and relaxed as best I could into the cushions.

"I mean..." Shikamaru came over and sat beside me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders as I placed my head in his shoulder, "you haven't been able to stay here for days on end for the past couple years. The only time you were here during your year of travelling was to give and take letters for Lord Kakashi."

"And you still managed to keep the place clean," I smiled, looking around the room until my eyes stopped on the table with a crap ton of photos on them. There were photos of me with different people, Shikamaru with different people, all of us, the main part of my family. Me and my cousins, me and Kenji.

"It wasn't your fault," Shikamaru must've noticed where my gaze had landed, "he sacrificed himself so that you could live on and continue leading the l/n clan."

Damn fool as he was.

"I know," I nodded, "I just feel a bit guilty and sad... Kenji was my number one cousin, don't tell the others. But we just clicked, probably because we were the same age. I just... I already miss him, and it hasn't even been a day."

"Your secret is safe with me," he assured me, "but I understand. It was the same with Asuma, remember? I could've helped him if only I was a little bit faster but... I didn't, I failed to save my mentor and its stuck with me ever since."

"Yeah," I nodded, "but serious question."

"What is it?"

"Am I a magnet for death?" I asked, sitting up and turning so I could cross my legs and look at him.

"No," he shook his head, "why would you think that?"

"My Mother died in front of me, my Dad died, Asuma sensei died in front of me too, I couldn't save Jiraiya, Uncle Sora died in front of me, Riku is dead, Shikaku and Inoichi died, I killed Kenji..." I listed off, "it seems like everyone I care about are slowly dying around me."

"I'm not," Shikamaru placed his hand on my cheek and smiled, "I'm going to stay with you until I die, I want to grow old with you, y/n. I love you, I always will. And no. You're not a magnet for death, it's just the world we live in."

I smiled.

"Me too," we started leaning in but snapped away from each other as the front door was slammed open and Chouhei came running in with a big ass scroll in his arms. He cleared off the coffee table and forcibly sat down in between me and Shikamaru.

"Uh—hi there, Chouhei," I greeted the man confused. He threw his finger forward and pointed at something on the page.

"It's a jutsu," he said grimly, "one that is forbidden within our clan but was made by some of our forefathers. It was written on the wall of one of the elders' houses. If Morgue finds it then..."

"He could resurrect all of the Shadow Guardians and not just this generation, he can go as far as the first generation," I finished his sentence as I read the page.

'If these words are spoken with the right concoction of ingredients, then the life untimely taken, will be returned to the skeletons of time.If spoken wrong, or made incorrectly, then time will steal you and send your to the darkest corners of hell.Beware the warning before proceeding and take it into consideration the consequences that may befall upon you.'

"Can I be the first to ask, who in their goddamn mind thought it was a good idea to write something like a recipe to zombie land on a wall?" Shikamaru asked.

"Someone not too smart, obviously," I replied.

"It was Sora," Chouhei said quickly, clearing his throat after he did.

"Oh come on, he seemed like a smart guy!" I sighed, dismayed.

"He also was a guy who didn't think we'd leave that place ever again," Chouhei reminded me, "it was a kind of spiritual reminder of our forefathers."

You were all mad.

What a pain in the ass.

"We're burning that place to the ground once we're all finished destroying Morgue," I decided, "but we need to get there before he can do anything. Do we have the ingredients?"

"No," Chouhei looked down grimly, "that's the most important thing that's on the wall, the phrase to be spoken is on a scroll though."

"A scroll?" I asked, "I might have it here."

"If you do, it'll be old, quite small and have a red ribbon around it," he told me, I nodded and jumped up before walking to the rug and throwing it back.

I broke the seals and opened the trap door and walked down the stairs to where all of my Dads stuff was.

I broke the seals around that stuff and started searching.

"See it?" Shikamaru asked.

"Give me a minute," I replied, looking over all the scrolls that were in my sight, "damn it. I don't have it."

"It must be in Sora's vault in his house then," Chouhei called down as I replaced all the seals and went back upstairs, doing the same and throwing the rug back over the door.

"That's irritating," I shook my head, "Morgue has everything handed to him. Not to be the bearer of bad news but if he manages to do whatever this jutsu ritual thing is... We're all as dead as the people who'll come after us."

"You ain't wrong," Chouhei shook his head.

"What a drag..." Shikamaru muttered, we both looked at him confused, "You're both accepting the worst. Now. I'll start coming up with a plan. I suggest, Chouhei, you go and round up the l/n's no children though, we can't risk it after Morgue went after them straight away. Y/n, go and find any leaf nin who'll be willing to help."

We both nodded.

"We're counting on you, Shika," I smiled before straightening out my clothes again and going to the door, pulling my shoes on and leaving.

Time to get serious about this stuff.

No more rest. We can rest when it's over.

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