when clueless Medeshibo Ai meets a heartless Gaara and runs to him while yelling "OH MY GOD WHAT A CUTE PANDA!!!" ... bad yet hilarious things are bound to happen

The last anyone saw of Keira, she had been trying to save Sasuke from himself, stop him from leaving the village. But no one has seen her sense. No one knows that she is being held captive in Orochimaru's clutches. She has been declared a rogue nin from the Leaf. No one has seen her for two years. But the question is, will people Remember her in the darkness and save her, or will she be Forgotten in the dark? Will she be the same after two years in captivity? Will the boy she loved be able to save her from herself? This is the sequel to Forgotten Darkness. (NWA 1st PLACE WINNER)

Kitsune is the daughter of the nine tailed fox Kurama. The day that Kurama is sealed in Naruto, Kitsune is separated from him durning the fight. At first she is young fox but she changes into a human. Follow her on her journey as a ninja of the hidden Leaf. {I am aware of all the mistakes, i will fix them once i finished the book}

𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝖭𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖾𝖽. 𝖭𝗈𝗐, 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾. 𝖧𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝖭𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗈'𝗌 𝖩𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗄𝗂 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋. 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧 : Sol' does not own Naruto ;^;

An outcast since birth and the jinchuriki of the 7 tailed wolf, (Y/n) does her best to keep her head held high. But citizens of her village look down on her and the only one who protected her is now dead. After losing control she decides to run away and find her family, having only a single photograph as a guide. On her journey she meets the Kazekage, Gaara, and feels once again cared for. As she gets closer to the stranger she feels something that she was missing. Something to fill the empty void in her heart. (I don't own Naruto or you, but I did make up the village hidden in the night, the land of caverns and Tsuki the seven tailed wolf. This is non profit)

She was different. She didn’t fit in with the rest of us with her pale white skin that made her appearance more pronounce and eerily beautiful or those strange mismatched eyes of hers that seemed as if it seen too much. Each time I saw her, she was often alone either sitting on the bench underneath the weeping willow tree reading a book or always around that petite girl who seemed fragile next to her. I don’t know what is it with this particular girl who never once sported a smile but always with that hard expression that intrigued me. Mesmerized with the way she moved stealthily through the halls, I knew this little fascination I had of her was going to get me into serious deep trouble. The question was…how deep will my grave be to seek that trouble of fascination? © Copyright 2014 All Rights Reserved