heh, I suck at descriptions, so you'll have to pull up your thongs and deal with this. XxxxxxxX I remember it like it was yesterday. Oh wait, it was. One minute I was slicing someone's stomach open, the next I'm brought to the Hidden Leaf Village. Nothing can get worse from there, right? WRONG. Now I'm forced to become a stupid babysitter for these twelve year old brats, who know NOTHING about hard work, pain and sorrow. Unlike them, I've had to kill countless people and children, while all they had to do is protect people. From my kind. The kind that kills mercilessly. The kind that watches young girls and boys beg for their parents to come back, before dying themselves. That's my kind of people.
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