They were a striking pair. Both powerful, intelligent, and incredibly beautiful people- their presence filled the room and left no space for others to intrude. When they were together the tension was thick and electricity crackled around them, if anyone got too close to them they would regret it. Such was the relatio...
As a nurse, you have a strict codex of dealing with injured ANBUs. No hasty movements, don't look them in the eyes, speak calm and slow. The whole time, you followed them meticulously, knowing firsthand what an ANBU was able to do without a trace of regret. Until one day, an injured ANBU comes in you can't ignore like...
The Third Hokage was dead. It wasn't enough. Team Eight knew loss like the seals on the backs of their tongues. They'd been silenced, branded, abandoned, ambushed, left on the enemy's doorstep like a gift--unlucky was their nickname, but they would make it their trade. The Third Hokage was dead. It was Danzo's turn...