There were once mask mongers. People who sold masks to ninja and civilians alike, travelling through the countries and selling their hand-made wares as merchandise. Scarlet painted kitsune faces, evil ones bared in ferocious snarls, laughing ones with silver-painted tears dripping out of their eyes, bawling ones with their mouths pulled into grotesque shapes, delicate ones of beautiful maidens, grimacing ones of old tengu men, and animal masks of all the ones a well-educated child could name. But they started dying out. Some retired, some were killed for unknown reasons, and suspicious amounts of mask mongers vanished during the Shinobi Wars. At last, the only traces of the masked men and women who had sold their wares to villages from their beautifully decorated carts and caravans, intricately embellished rucksacks and baskets was a small family in Sunagakure, with powerful links and an ability to survive. And one day, the couple were gone. They left the masks they had made, mysterious puppets cast in metal, the home they had lived in, the unfinished blueprints and unmade parts. And their son. Kaba. 【真の仲間との絆はどんな砂漠よりも広がっており、どんな金属よりも強く闘っています.】 "A bond with a true companion stretches further than any desert, and stays wielded stronger than any metal." [] [] []

They failed, and they weren't proud of it either. With nobody left to save, and nothing left to do, the three men have given up all hope. Obito and Madara and merciless, and show no signs of stopping anytime soon. Death after death, battle after battle. They're tired, and they're done. They thought they'd already fought their hardest battle, but it turns out that the war was just the beginning. Shot back in time with the help of Kurama's hidden jutsu, they find themselves faced with the faces of loved ones, and with the task of stopping multiple tragedies before they happen. One slip up and their whole plan could fall apart. Will it, or will they save everyone? (A Time-Travel AU)

Harry always knew something was not all well in his life. No matter how hard he tried to pretend everything was fine, an uneasiness was always present in his gut. Of course, it was normal to grow feathers during the night, right? At least, he assumed so. But as time goes on he realises that there is something terribly, terribly wrong not with him, but his magical family. He cannot ignore the icy glares sent his way when Dumbledore thinks he isn't looking, or the disgusted expression Ron adopts when Harry's back is turned. But it isn't until one night a few days before his sixteenth birthday that this fragile falsehood collapses, and harry must face the reality that all is not well at all. WARNING- abuse, gay shit

Tobirama knew bringing back the dead was possible. He knew that anything was possible in the ninja world. That didn't mean, however, that he ever believed in reincarnation. But here he was, with a new family and a ragtag group of friends, in a village he barely recognized, facing the same demons as before. Would he ever find some peace and quiet? Spoiler: He's reborn as a girl.

Harry Potter was supposed to be the golden boy, the savior of the wizarding world. However, Dumbledore's plan started to crumble when the letters were sent and Harry Potter responded like a pureblood would. His plan started to be crushed when Harry Potter showed up at Hogwarts with a venomous magical snake and not looking anything like James Potter. Dumbledore's plan was destroyed when Harry Potter was placed in Slytherin. Check out the sequel to this book Hadrian Riddle Harmonia - A Harry Potter Fanfiction Dumbledore bashing - Hermione bashing - Weasley bashing Slytherin!Harry - Dark!Harry - Independent!Harry Disclaimer: Harry Potter is copywrite to JK Rowling - In other words, I own nothing but the plot of this story and my OCs NOT Drarry, so don't come expecting that This may or may not be a Death/Harry Fanfic. I just came up with the idea and searched the web for it and nothing came up, so I'm assuming I'm the only one to have thought of it. For me, that's pretty cool. If anyone doesn't like this, tell me, and I'll think about changing it. So, Death/Harry is now copyrighted by me! (Can I even do that?=D) UPDATE: It WILL be Death/Harry, however it will be slow.

It's all silver. Everything I like is silver. Yet, I'm not. A one-shot of sorts.

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Christine grew up to be an only child with two loving parents. Everything changes when her mom dies and her father became a reckless drunkard. In times like these, she wished she had an older brother to lean on. A brother she never had. Or did she? Fate tests her as another disaster meets her way. Will her bestfriend Jongin (Kai) be able to help her sort things out or will Jeongguk (Jungkook) her quiet classmate who she met in the rooftop be the piece she'll need to put everything in place. What is destiny's plan for Christine now? Formerly called "Can I Be Your Oppa?" ^_^ Enjooy~ All Rights Reserved.

part one

Ever wonder about Sasuke's inner thoughts and feelings? I do not own Naruto or any characters.