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maguro13-2 · 4 months

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The Dark Beginnings ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Chapter 0 Pt.5 ~

[Unknown From M.E. - Hunnid-P, Marlon Saunders]

Naruto : Last chance, wise guy! Just who do you think you are!?

Black Star : How many times did I have to you tell, I am Black Star, warrior that lives in the shadows.

Naruto : Oh really, you warrior that lives in the shadow. Then why don't you say that to my face, ya Shounen Jump wannabe!?

Black Star : You're on, wise guy! I do anything for myself to be the hero of my own story!

Naruto : Well, I'm the hero of a thousand stories! How do you like that one, dumb star!?

Black Star : Who are you calling a dumb star--!?

*BAM X2+DING!*

Sakura & Tsubaki : Would you two knock it off, already!?

Naruto : Ow, jeez, Sakura! Could you really not do that so hard?

Black Star : Easy with the punch, Tsubaki! You could really knock someone out of the park for that one!

Sakura : So what are you two fighting over what?

Naruto : I was coming back to the ramen shop when I heard this guy saying that he's a better ninja than I do! And I'm not just some Shounen wannabe that is an assassin who does nothing but greedy government work!

Black Star : Oh if you think that being a government puppet is a really handy-dandy work, so I want you shut up about and we'll never talk about it in that years. Not another thing for all these years of the world's greatest ninja. I bet you're from the Uzumaki Family, well I'm from the Hoshi Clan.

Naruto : Hoshi Clan? That clan of Ninjas is dead, and by we mean that Ninja's are preferred to be called Shinobi's, that word "Ninja" is really sounds like a racist joke to that!

Sakura & Tsubaki : Excuse me?!

Naruto : What? You know, the word "Ninja" was used for a slang term on different races in the planet. I totally get myself out of that one. No offense, Sakura. I prefer the term Ninja girl to get myselff onto that one.

Black Star : Racist joke? A Racist joke, dude!? Oh that's it, buddy! This is going to be the final straw If I ever wanted to be on the top as the world's greatest Shinobi that I can be and no simpleton like you could ever stand a chance of against me, we'll show you who's a better Shinobi then any of these geeks! I ain't afraid of those heartless morons that are sprawling everywhere since the village incident 12 years ago!

Naruto : Right back at ya, starfish!

Black Star : You're on, Noodle lover!

Sakura & Tsubaki : *sweatdrop* Oh brother! This is going to be a rough day, isn't it?

Hibana : You boys are way going out of character.

Tsubaki : Oh, Mrs, Hibana. I haven't seen you in a while, you hardly knew about the incident back a year ago. Ever since I was 14 years old, I trained to learn the secrets of Ninjutsu and would wield the awesome and powerful Akujiki.

Naruto : Akujiki? That evil-eating accursed blade wielded by that other Shinobi? Hotsuma. Was it?

Tsubaki : We heard that Akujiki was being reclaimed by that cyborg named Kurohagane, a Shinobi that was sented by a conglomerate named Nakatomi to retrieve Akujiki. But then Hibana, the Kunoichi came and decided to help me on Kunoichi training so then...I'm a secret agent working for Japanese government!

Naruto : Huh? This one is working for the government?! Well I didn't know that you were working for the government, what a pleasant surprise for being an action hero. Everything in this world that I ain't a nerd for some secret agents, maybe you get a point on those occasions to get a good view. (Looks at Tsubaki's breasts)

Tsubaki : What are you eyeing on what?

Naruto : I'm looking into some information for giving these nice implants of yours.

Tsubaki : Okay, then. Just a peek.

Naruto : Well then...(attempts to touch Tsubaki's breasts) Don't even mind anything if i-

*PUNCH X2*

(birds chirping)

Sakura : Naruto, you idiot! Don't do anything stupid to a lady! That's now how greet a woman appropriately! Pay attention, next time. Sorry bout, Tsubaki. I wouldn't be too Pervy for Shounen fanservice.

Tsubaki : Sumimasen. That's okay, I just get happened to that you know. I get anxious when boys get crazy for girls all the time, although it would be wisely for anyone who gets a little Pervy sometimes. I am dreaming the former love of my life one year ago. I made a promise to the one that I loved, my promise to Kurohagane-san.

Naruto : Wait are you telling me that the cyborg named Kurohagane is a man?! You knew him that he was that Kuro-san, guy!? Man, talk about the romance of lost ones, that's not even funny and it's so sad that he was a handsome pretty boy to be a Shinobi, but eventually Nakatomi captured him and was turned into a cyborg. Go figures.

Black Star : Yeah, right. That's Kuro-san, alright. He was that guy that Tsubaki really met and not me, I Hardly recognized that he was married to-

Tsubaki : Don't. Not a single a word out of your mouth.

Black Star : I was gonna say that he was married to his wife, his "former" wife.

Tsubaki : Good. Okay then, now that you'll excuse us, I got work to do at home. (The group leaves)

Sasuke : What's his problem?

Naruto : He needs to go see a therapist. That's what. I'm thinking that Tsubaki must've lost someone that she loved dearly. Something like something like friends, family, and love. And not a single way and having fear of losing hair and penis. Not in this case. So what I'm trying to say that Tsubaki Nakatsukasa, heir to the Nakatsukasa family, have lost something that she really some that she really loved. Her family, her brother, and even...her lover. (We show Tsubaki shedding a bloody tear)

"later at night..."

*DING*!

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa : Hello, my love. We meet at last. Thank you for giving Akujiki as your successor and for claiming as your bride.

*Flashback*

[Separation - Masamichi Amano]

Tsubaki : Kuro-san. I dedicated my life for ever saving me, I wanted to become the strongest Shinobi and reclaim the Nakatsukasa family name out of the darkness. Reclaim your bride, please.

Kuro-san : Yeah. I will. This would be your gift your from now on. (Puts ring on Tsubaki's finger) Now that I have reclaim you as my bride, this sword that eats the souls of good and bad that gives power to the Oboro's legacy. Take care of yourself, Nakatsukasa-san. (Gives Akujiki to Tsubaki before he leaves)

Tsubaki : ...? Ma...Matte!

(we show Kuro-san leaving the village)

Tsubaki : (sheds a bloody tear) Sayonara.

*flashback ends*

Tsubaki : And that was the day, Kuro-san reclaimed me as his bride and he was sent to investigate on the whereabouts of Nakatomi, never to return. First my brother, and now my lover. I'm the only one that can carry out Akujiki to look after it.

Black Star : EARTH TO TODDLER B*TCH! That Ramen-eating d*ckhead! Who does he think he is?! Me a joke to him? I'm a joke to nobody, he is! I just can't get enough of me being a gay lord jokester that knows nothing about jokes! I'm the hero of my own story! Nobody pushes me around! Nobody accept me! *Heartbeat echoing* NOOOO! (Holds chest in pain) WHAT'S HAPPENING?! (Groans in pain) Not. Now!

Ansem : So it seems that you have opened hearts to the power of darkness, I'm impressed.

Black Star : Who's there?! I got nunchucks from my Fist of the North Star collection! And I'm not afraid to use it!

Ansem : (chuckles) Only mere children's toys cannot stop me with those. They don't even have an effect on me. (Magically throws nunchucks outside)

Black Star : AAH! Hey! I just bought those at the convention!

Ansem : And now, I will make you a valiant effort of making you a warrior...a warrior of capable to use the power of darkness and this will be your very last of your existence and drain the light from your arrogance.

Black Star : No! Stop! Don't come any closer! No! I warned you! I went to college! NNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

(Ansem laughs evilly)

Tsubaki : Black Star! You get away from him! (Attempts to kill Ansem, but disappears along with Black Star) Black Star! No! I have failed! (Sheds a bloody tear) Gomenne...Kuro-san.

~ Prologue 5 : Love of a Shinobi ~

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mixelation · 11 months

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i wrote more reborn au help

“It’s five now,” Matron told them grimly.

A week ago, there had been six shinobi clans in Sound Country. Matron didn’t describe what happened to the sixth one. She didn’t have to. Most of the orphans have already been sent out to see the war themselves.

Tori picked at a thread on the hand-me-down yukata she’d been given. It was a mustard yellow that probably would have looked lovely on another child but just made her skin look oddly gray. They hadn’t made her do anything yet but help lug water out to the aftermath of a battle once. She was only four.

“This is why it’s important you train hard,” Matron concluded, before dismissing them into the yard.

It wasn’t fair, Tori thought as she plodded along at the back of the line, that she had to be reborn into this stupid universe and didn’t even get to be born into a cool family. She would have liked magic eyeballs, maybe, or being taught to read minds. This clan did have a kekkei genkai that involved screaming like a bat, but she wasn’t one of them. She’d been born to a civilian family that had been the tragic victims of the Third Shinobi War, and the clan had taken her along with any other orphan kid they found.

The poor shmuck in charge of orphan training today was a teenager who didn’t seem to have any real plan in mind. He instructed them to practice hitting each other with sticks, and Tori was handed a bamboo pole and paired off with another girl, a couple years older.

Tori didn’t want to hit anyone with a stick, much less another little girl. She’d rather be taught how to fight alongside a dog partner, and Tori didn’t even like dogs.

The other little girl was shaking. She was new, and like Tori’s new-timeline family she didn’t even remember, her parents had been farmers. The Matron promised them every morning that they were training to be shinobi just like everyone else in the clan, but the clan relied on parents or older siblings teaching their children individually or in small groups, and the orphans just got whoever was around and free on any given day. This girl had never had to fight anyone in her life.

(There were barely any children over the age of eight, because eight was the age they decided it was okay to start sending people out into the battlefield.)

“You can come at me first,” Tori offered, squaring her shoulders and holding the pole in front of her the way she thought they’d told them to do it a month ago.

It additionally wasn’t fair that Tori didn’t seem to be any more physically gifted than in her previous life. She seemed to have the exact same body as before, complete with a head of runaway curls that the Matron seemed confused by, and that meant physical activity didn’t come easily to her.

The other girl hesitated a few moments, and then half-heartedly smacked her pole against Tori’s. She didn’t even aim for Tori herself. The teenager in charge of them was busily sharpening some kunai and not paying any attention to the hollow thwaps of incompetent children hitting things with bamboo poles.

Really, really unfair, Tori thought.

xXx

Medical supplies were perpetually low, and so the welts now across Tori’s knuckles would go unbandaged. They had soap, at least, and plenty of well water. Tori had even gotten to help an ancient kunoichi make the last batch of soap.

Tori examined her hand as they waited in line for a lunch of plain rice porridge. She must be holding the pole wrong, for a seven year old to accidentally hit her knuckles like that.

(This was one advantage Tori had over the other orphans: she didn’t mind getting hurt. She preferred not to be hurt, obviously, but she’d lost a lot of the natural human fear of pain.)

They were also short on most kitchen supplies, so Tori had to share her bowl with two boys. They’d just sat down on the edge of the main house’s engawa when a group of shinobi bounded into the yard in excitement.

“We got one!” one of them cried, holding something over his head. “Where’s the Old Man? We found one!”

Whatever it was, a group was rapidly forming around the shinobi. The two boys Tori was to share with got up to go see themselves, and Tori pulled the bowl into her lap. Their loss.

Tori ate as fast as she could while she watched the proceedings. The Clan leader eventually appeared, and the crowd parted for him. The shinobi knelt as he presented the leader with… some sort of kunai?

“We were scouting a battlefield of the Yellow Flash, as you commanded,” one of the shinobi reported.

Ah, shit, Tori thought as horror dawned on her.

“It has some sort of fuinjutsu on it,” the shinobi was saying as the Clan Leader carefully flipped the three-pronged kunai over in his hands. “If we study it, maybe he can learn one of his techniques.”

Tori set the bowl down on the engawa and hopped to her feet.

“Excuse me,” she called, approaching the gaggle of people around the Clan Leader. “Excuse me, are you really sure that’s a good idea?”

The Clan Leader looked at her like she was some sort of insect.

“Don’t speak unless spoken to, girl,” the Clan Leader responded.

Tori ignored the warning. “Doesn’t the Yellow Flash, like, teleport? Do you really want to risk him teleporting here?”

The teenager who’d been in charge of them that morning was commanded to take her to a back training ground and hit her ten times with one of the bamboo poles. He only hit her eight times, all on her back.

“The next person won’t be as nice,” he warned her.

Tori had to lay on her belly to sleep, crammed into a room with twelve other orphans. In the morning, she was excused from ninja practice and sent to help the ancient kunoichi who made soap with laundry. Tori considered this a bonus. The soap kunoichi was the only person she really liked.

“This does need to be wrapped,” the kunoichi diagnosed her back, clicking her tongue. “Why did you speak up, you foolish child? Here, lie down and I’ll help.”

Tori laid down on her belly again, and she twitched only a little as the kunoichi pushed chakra into her back.

“I was right,” Tori mumbled into her arms. “That kunai is dangerous.”

The kunoichi sighed. “Always too clever for your own good, girl. Of course it’s dangerous. Trust your elders to know how to contain dangerous techniques.”

Tori craned her neck, turning her head to look at the kunoichi. “Really?” she asked. “How?”

The kunoichi clicked her tongue again. “No technique a brat like you will understand.”

“I understood the soap,” Tori countered. “Didn’t you tell Matron once, that a failure of one person to explain isn’t a failure of another person to understand–”

“Oi!” the kunochi countered, moving her hand to pinch an unblemished part of Tori’s side sharply. “The mouth on you!”

She did explain, though. The clan possessed a special chest, which was adorned with a special seal the clan had spent generations developing. It made the chest unbreakable, and so the kunai was harmless as long as it was inside.

Tori doubted this, but she also doubted Minato would have a reason to come attack this little clan specifically. Then again, what did she know? She knew the date this war had ended in another timeline, and she knew at some point before that date the five Sound Country shinobi clans would unite as one village, but she didn’t know if she could expect things to proceed as they had before. She didn’t know what she’d changed, if anything, just by being here.

One problem at a time, Tori decided, getting to her feet to go find some clean rags for the kunoichi to dress her wounds.

#reborn au #my writing #i decided tori probably DOES know some key dates and historical happenings #she's not super into history but she does spend all her spare time reading and watching TV in plasticity #so even if she's not reading history books specifically... she does expose herself to the culture pretty consistently #so she knows when the third war ends lol #but she doesn't know what happens to this specific clan oops

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turtle-babe83 · 1 year

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{GN!Reader x Turtle of choice, on the Nice List}

Just imagine…..

This is a bad idea.

You know it from the second it flies out of your mouth and you see the competitive looks in their eyes.

Yet, here you are along with Casey, April, your turtle boyfriend and his three brothers, all the other partners, and even Master Splinter, who came to watch and help officiate the fight. Central Park doesn’t know what’s about to hit it up in the early hours of the morning.

The guys divide the group into two teams and begin by building snow barricades to hide behind. Then they all go to work making piles upon piles of snow balls. Finally, Splinter announces the beginning of the fight and snowballs fly like mad across the way. The hits from the turtles are much harder than the ones from the humans even with the guys holding back. You are incredibly proud of yourself for nailing one of your boyfriend’s brothers square in the face. It’s not easy to catch a ninja off guard!

Things take an unfair turn when the guys suddenly team up and start pelting their partners with larger than normal snowballs. Amid the squeals and yelps, a lone snowball hurtles through the air and smashes Master Splinter right smack in the chest. Everyone freezes and waits for his reaction. Only Leo is brave enough to call out.

“Dad? Are you okay?”

The old rat shakes his head, snow falling from his whiskers, as he nails the group of you with a scathing glare.

“To the Ha’shi!” he announces, one bony finger lifted high.

No one dares to question him and you all dutifully brush yourselves off.

“Or perhaps…” he adds slowly.

Ten sets of eyes look up warily for what he will say next. With a calculated gleam in his eyes, he lifts his tail behind him. It suddenly dawns on you that while all of you were busy attacking one another, the wise old rat has been making his own pile of snowballs. His tail whips and he manages to get every last one of you with expert precision.

“Now, to the lair! For hot chocolate and soup!” he smiles.

You place your hand within your beau’s three-fingered one as you look forward to warming up together at home. 💚

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turtlehell · 6 months

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kids today dont know that april/karai for the 2012 series was called kunoichi squared

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fabuloustrash05 · 2 years

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your version of kitsune sounds really interesting! what do have so far for her character?

First off, thank you so much!! Glad to know people are intetested in my TMNT 2012 OCs!

For those who don’t know Kitsune is my TMNT 2012 OC, who is orginally from the TMNT comics, this is basically my interuptation of Kitsune in the 2012 series.

Kitsune is Shinigami’s mother and old friends/romantic partners (it’s complicated) with Splinter, frenemies with Tang Shen, and friends/”I secretly hate your guts” buddies with Shredder.

So far what I have of her is her whole backstory and her life/parenting Shinigami. I’ll try to keep it short, but basically Kitsune grew up along side Yoshi, Saki, and Shen and the four were really close, but due to Yoshi and Saki’s compitition to win Shen’s hand, Kitsune got sick of the love square bs and left (blaming Tang Shen for ruining her friendship with them all). Years later she has Shinigami and reunited with Shredder, who offers for her and her daughter to join The Foot Clan. Kitsune is a smart and a mischievous woman so she knows that Shredder just wants to use her as a pawn in his game, but she’s happy to play and make up her own rules as she goes. She also figures out from first meeting Karai that she is Yoshi’s daughter, but decides not to say anything for “It’ll be more fun for the child to figure it out on her own”.

Kitsune is a master of the dark arts, illusion, and other forms of magic. Everything Shinigami knows she learned from her mother. It’s a family tradition to know of these talents. Kitsune also has the ability to shapeshift into a fox for short periods of time, thought this trick takes up alot of her power and weakens her after she turn back into a human. Shini can do this trick too, but instead she turns into a black cat, but she can’t stay in her cat form for so long unlike her mother because she is still learning and her power isn’t that strong yet. Shini’s cat eye ball that’s attached to her chain weapon also orginally belonged to Kitsune and is a family heirloom. Even without her magic, Kitsune is a very skilled kunoichi and never afraid to play dirty in a fight.

Kitsune and Splinter’s dynamic is my personal favorite. Like I mention, her and Splinter have a complicated romantic history. In short, growing up Kitsune liked Splinter and I imagine they had a secret on and off again fling, but once Tang Shen entered the picture Splinter ignored Kitsune. Years later, Kitsune’s feelings for Splinter are gone, but that doesn’t stop her from playfully/teaslying flirting with him and getting awkward reactions out of him for her own entertainment.

Kitsune: Yoshi~! It’s so good to see you again!

Splinter: Ki-Kitsune?! Well, uh, long time no se-

Kitsune, hugging Splinter: It’s been soooo long! You look different. Did you grow a beard?

Splinter: ...I’m a mutant rat.

Kitsune: Hmm, I love a man with a little hair on his face~

Splinter: It’s fur!

Kitsune: Even better~ ;3

Splinter: GOD DAMMIT! NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN!

I definitely have more about Kitsune that I’d love to share someday, but I feel for now that this is a good gist and summary of her character to share right now.

#asks #answered #pietasu59 #tmnt 2012 #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt oc #tmnt 2012 oc #my oc #tmnt Kitsune #tmnt shinigami #master splinter #canon x oc #i guess #lol #splinter x kitsune #FabTrash oc

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sabaku-no-rozu · 2 years

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Need (self insert smut fic) 18+

Jesus Christ FIRST OF ALL, WARNING: Extremely graphic depiction of sexual acts and body parts, SECOND WARNING, bad communication. This came out to 3872 words and wrote itself. I need to go take a cold shower I HOPE YOU LIKE IT

tagging @screnwriter because i used their prompt and @nightingaleflow because I SAW U PEEPIN

V UNDER THE CUT V

Prompt: “I love you” “say that again” “I love you”

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18+ RoGaa touch starved smut

WARNING: Explicit description of sex acts and body parts.

Summary: Rozu and Gaara make time for each other. Set during the Blank Period (post war. Everyone’s about 21-25) Quick warning: themes of bad relationship communication! Don’t worry, they get better over time, but these idiot babies are still young and dumb, they’re learning!

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“Oh, come on!” Rozu sighed with frustration, not necessarily directed at the jounin in front of her, but it might as well have been.

The jounin did their best to retain their composure, sensing Rozu’s frustration mounting. “I’m sorry, Lady Rozu. I’m only the messenger–”

“Don’t give me that!” Rozu cut the jounin off. She crossed her arms and sighed heavily. “This is the third time Gaara’s canceled on me,” she said, clearly upset, “and he didn’t even tell me in person!?”

The sand jounin made a sympathetic face, putting their hands up between themself and the angry kunoichi. After a moment, Rozu closed her eyes and let out a long breath, then pushed her fingers to her temples in annoyance.

The silence was long and awkward until she suddenly opened her eyes with renewed determination. She looked at the messenger jounin square in the eyes and placed her hands on her hips. “You know what? I’m going to tell Lord Kazekage exactly how much this pisses me off!” she shouted as she pushed past the nin. Their shocked gaze followed her down the hall of the Suna manor, words of “please don’t” and “Lord Kazekage must not be interrupted” falling on deaf ears.

Rozu and Gaara had only been together about a year since the war ended. In the beginning, it felt like they had way more time for each other. Following the fallout of the war, Gaara had gotten busier and busier with paperwork and village matters, and Rozu had been sent out on recon often. A taijutsu dominant sensory nin and the Kazekage made for a powerful couple, but unfortunately, their important positions in Suna left them with dwindling time to spend together to just be a couple.

The last few months had been especially rough. Rozu had been looking forward to going to Konoha with Gaara to attend Naruto and Hinata’s wedding, and the visit had been wonderful! It really was everything she wanted it to be.

The atmosphere, the love, the silliness… up until the days after the wedding. Outcroppings of rogue ninja made their moves to show the lands just what they thought of the new leadership. Rozu and Gaara’s own honeymoon period during that time was promptly stolen away by assassination attempts, riots, and all other imaginable manner of trouble.

Lately, it seemed like they never had time for each other. Rozu had enough. She didn’t work this hard to lose her man now.

She approached the door to Gaara’s office, still ignoring the frantic assistant who had been trying to stop her the entire time, and grabbed the handle. She could feel the scrunch of a scowl grow on her face.

Gaara was seated at his desk, flitting through a large file his seafoam eyes were focused on when the sound of the door opening took his attention. The first thing he noticed was his girlfriend Rozu leaning into his office, a pleasant surprise. The second thing he noticed was how angry she looked, making the smile that was forming on his face quickly turn around.

A not so pleasant surprise after all.

The assistant jounin finally caught up with the angry kunoichi and pushed just ahead of her, making her even more visibly angry. “Lord Kazekage, I apologize for the intrusion, I tried to stop her–” they stammered as Rozu attempted (and failed) to push them aside.

Gaara calmly waved the assistant off. “It’s alright, let her through.” he said. The assistant relented and let Rozu push past, who promptly approached Gaara’s desk and slammed her hands down. “Please close the door on your way out.” said Gaara to his assistant. They bowed and left the office, closing the door as instructed.

It was just Rozu and Gaara now.

“Babe, what gives!?” Rozu said, frustration in her voice. She was looking Gaara in the eyes, her amber ones burning with emotion into his. Gaara leaned back, crossed his arms across his chest, brow furrowed at her.

“Is this about our–”

“Yes, it’s about our date!” Rozu loudly interrupted. Gaara winced, he hated upsetting his love and he could tell she was angry about having to cancel their personal time. Rozu caught Gaara’s pained expression and reeled herself in a bit. “L-look I… I’m sorry I yelled, I’m just so frustrated!” she said.

Gaara remained quiet, a bit taken aback at her outburst. Rozu nervously continued speaking, now realizing the atmosphere was a bit tense due to her sudden barging in. Mentally she scolded herself, damn it, you always do this… one of these days your hot headedness is gonna make him leave… an intrusive thought made its way into her.

“It feels like we’re always busy all the time. Like we’ve slept together a couple of nights but…” Rozu did her best to reign in her emotions, but she sounded like she was about to cry. But I want more. I want so much more. She had no idea how to say that to Gaara. All she wanted to do was to grab him and hug him and…

“Oh, forget it!” Rozu cried. “You don’t have to say anything, I’m just being needy and stupid! You’re the kazekage, and I’m a recon nin, of course we’re going to be busy, that’s to be expected!” she turned to leave Gaara’s office, still dumping her emotions, “I shouldn’t have barged in here like this and bothered you–”

“Rozu.” Gaara’s voice called for her, firmly stopping her in her tracks. Rozu tensed up and remained still, feeling her cheeks get hot. She clenched her fists, her anxiety spiking with the tone he used. Surely she was in hot water with him now. Her fear of abandonment was rearing its ugly head noisily within her when she heard Gaara get up from his desk. She didn’t turn around, fearing the worst. This is it, she thought, her thoughts spiraling, now I’ve done it. This was the last straw and he’s going to leave me–

Gaara put his hand on Rozu’s shoulder and gently pulled her to face him. His expression softened seeing the tears in her eyes threatening to spill. Rozu looked into his eyes and felt the love and concern emanating from him, quelling the storm of emotions inside of her. She looked away from his gaze, suddenly feeling silly for her behavior.

“I-I’m sorry I yelled…” she said in a hushed whisper. Gaara pulled Rozu close to him and rested his chin on her head, planting a small kiss there. She spoke again. “I miss you. Work takes us away from each other so much it drives me crazy sometimes.”

Gaara swayed the two of them gently in their embrace, calming Rozu further. He could feel the tension starting to leave her body as they moved, and Rozu returned the embrace by putting her arms around his slender waist to pull him closer. “I know, I miss you too,” he said quietly, his deep voice rumbling in his chest. Gaara placed another kiss on her forehead, “not a moment goes by where you aren’t on my mind.”

Rozu felt her cheeks heat up, feeling the vibration of his voice in his chest against her body. She loved these little moments when he cooed to her. His voice was always so soothing and so…

So sexy…

Rozu then became very, very aware of her situation. She took in the gentle scent of earth and incense coming from her lover, and worked her nails gently over Gaara’s back, scratching soothingly in circles. Gaara sighed at the sensation. Getting back scratches from his love after a long day was one of his favorite things. Right now, it feels especially good…

The two of them continued to sway gently with each other, the tension from before melting away. A new kind of tension was rising between them.

“Hey.” Rozu whispered huskily, looking up at Gaara.

“Hey.” Gaara whispered back, a small smile creeping onto his face.

Rozu’s right hand made its way from his back to his face, caressing his cheek in her soft palm. Gaara leaned into her hand, still gazing at her. “Do you think, maybe… we have time right now?” she asked. The tone of her voice accompanied with the subtle shifting of her thighs rubbing together against Gaara’s body implied something she desperately wanted to ask. Gaara didn’t need to think too much about what it was though, the look on Rozu’s face told him everything he needed to know.

Humming low in response, Gaara’s left hand trailed lower down Rozu’s waist, to just above the apex of her outer thigh, pressing himself closer to her. His right hand went to her face, mimicking her caressing him. Rozu closed her eyes and leaned into his palm, craning her neck a little extra to expose her skin. An invitation.

Gaara leaned down and pressed gentle kisses to her neck, around her jawline and cheeks, earning lovely mewling sounds from his lover. The sound of gentle kissing and quickening breaths echoed through the empty office. Gaara reached the spot just between Rozu’s neck and shoulder. His hand on her cheek shifted back to thread itself through her soft hair and pulled, exposing the spot more.

Then, Gaara licked her neck, and sucked gently on the spot.

Rozu inhaled sharply at the sensation, feeling the heat pooling between her legs. “Gaara,” she cooed. Gaara simply hummed in response. Her thighs were rubbing together for some kind of relief. She could feel herself getting more and more turned on as Gaara’s hands explored her body more, running down her back, her sides, and wrapping back around her waist again.

Gaara lifted his head from the spot on Rozu’s neck and kissed her deeply. Rozu eagerly returned the kiss, parting her lips and slipping the tip of her tongue over Gaara’s mouth. Gaara allowed her to explore his mouth, taking the opportunity to do so with his own tongue. The feeling of her soft, supple lips on his own was clouding his mind with arousal. He let his hand travel down her waist and rest on her round ass, giving it a tender squeeze.

Rozu moaned into his mouth when he squeezed her and ground herself against him. The feeling of Rozu being so close to him–wanting to be even closer–shot a bolt of hot arousal straight through his body. His dick twitched in his pants, hardening at the sensation of his woman’s body wantonly pressing against him.

They parted from their kiss, a string of gooey saliva connecting the two, still inches from each other and panting heavily. Rozu’s amber eyes staring into his, whispering devious things, it was driving him crazy. Gods, fuck it. Gaara thought, quickly willing some of his sand to lock the office door behind them.

Rozu squeaked when she was suddenly grabbed at the waist and spun around so her back was facing the desk. She held onto Gaara, giggling as he was lifting her by her bum onto his stately desk, pushing papers aside to make room for her. He pushed Rozu’s legs apart with his own and settled himself between them, his arms on either side of her, and continued making out with her in the middle of his office. The sounds of wet kissing, panting, and giggling played through the room like sensual music, making Rozu and Gaara want more and more of each other with each passing second.

Rozu’s arms wrapped around Gaara’s neck and pulled him close. She bit his lower lip gently and looked into his eyes. Gaara’s cheeks were red, his eyes blown wide with affection, and his hair was a mess. It was quite a sight, seeing Lord Kazekage ruffled and flustered. Knowing she was the one to do this to him made Rozu even hotter for her man. Her right hand trailed down his chest, unbuttoning his jacket as she went. Gaara helped her as she got him out of his wear and let the jacket fall to the ground, his black tee shirt underneath quickly following suit.

“Mmm,” she sighed, her hands roaming over his bare chest, down his abdomen, trailing the waistband of his pants that she really wanted to rip off right now. She looked down to see his erection straining against his pants, and saw it twitch when Gaara realized she was looking at his sensitive member. “You’re so sexy, Gaara…” she said, rubbing his dick through his pants.

Gaara hissed at her touch and bucked into her hand, wanting more. It felt so unfair, he wanted more moments like this, more moments with her. Gaara would make sure that he savored this bit of stolen time with Rozu, savor her touches, moans, gasps… savor her.

Rozu let out a quiet moan when Gaara began to touch her. His hands made their way up the inside of her thighs, to the apex of her blue bodysuit. How she could walk around wearing the tight spandex bodysuit like it was nothing, not knowing how she looked in it, was beyond him. On the other hand, maybe she did know, and did it on purpose. Wearing that tight little thing, getting all sorts of attention, making Gaara just a little jealous when other men ogled her. When she had started wearing the red sash he had given her when they started dating like a little sarong, it only served to make her more attractive.

Gaara’s nimble fingers finally reached Rozu’s aching pussy. He could feel her head through the fabric before he even slipped his fingers underneath. He slid his fingers over her folds, making wet circles around her clit. “Hah, Gaara… that feels really good,” Rozu moaned as Gaara worked her sensitive button. His free hand came up to fondle her breasts, gently palming and squeezing them as he touched her sex. Carefully, Gaara inserted a finger into Rozu’s wet hole, then inserted a second, and pressed his thumb to her throbbing clit, rolling his thumb in circles around it. He curled his fingers inside of her upward, pressing against her g-spot.

The combined sensation was driving Rozu insane. Her mouth opened and her tongue lolled out wantonly. “Fuck…! Keep doing that, babe,” she moaned. Her free hand was around Gaara’s neck, holding her steady, and her other hand was making quick work of his zipper. She pulled the zipper down and let his fat cock fall free. Rozu wrapped her hand around his pulsing member and started stroking, squeezing as she went from base to tip at a slow pace.

“Oh, Rozu…” Gaara moaned, now bucking himself into her hand. “I’m not going to last like this.” he said, looking into her eyes.

Rozu was staring into Gaara’s eyes with drunken lust. She was absolutely entranced by this man, and she would do anything for him right now. Rozu swallowed thickly and pulled Gaara close to her, capturing him in a sloppy, wet kiss. When she broke the kiss, she leaned into his ear and whispered.

“Then take me, Gaara,” she said, her voice dripping with seduction, “let’s make love right here, on your desk. I don’t care who hears us.”

That was it, the flint spark to light Gaara’s raging fire. He inhaled sharply and removed his fingers from Rozu’s pussy. He grabbed just under her butt then scooted her closer to the edge of the desk for easier access, spreading her legs wider, and lined up his cock with her entrance. The two of them looked down between them, watching the other as they bucked and teased. Gaara rubbed his cock head up and down Rozu’s pussy lips, smearing himself with her sweet juices.

“How do you manage to do this to me?” he said in her ear as he teased his cockhead at her twitching hole, pulling slightly away each time Rozu tried to get him to slip into her. She groaned brattily at the denial, bringing Gaara a little bit of devious satisfaction. “How do you manage to get under my skin in the best ways?”

Rozu looked at him and bit her lip with a smirk, giggling. “Cuz I’m cute and you like me.” she said as she wiggled her hips against him, like a charmer to a snake. How she managed to be so silly in such a hot and heavy situation still threw Gaara for a loop sometimes, but it added to her charm, he believed.

Gaara held on tightly to Rozu’s hips and gazed into her eyes, finally pushing his dick into her wet, needy pussy. The feeling of her hot, quivering walls sliding around his thick cock as he hilted himself was otherworldly. Rozu groaned at the feeling of Gaara filling her wholly, feeling complete with him inside of her. They had had sex a few times before, sure, but every time it was still an amazing sensation. This time was no different.

“O-oh, Rozu… you feel so good…” Gaara moaned as he pushed himself into Rozu as deeply as he could go. Rozu’s legs wrapped around Gaara’s hips and her arms around his torso, keeping him where she wanted him and getting as close as she could. They were panting heavily, stock still, just enjoying being together so intimately for the short time they had. Their bodies were sweaty and hot, and the smell of sex was filling the air.

“Gaara, you’re so hard for me,” she said, planting a kiss on his cheek and running her fingers up the back of his neck into his soft red hair. “Mmm, I love it. I love how hot we make each other… fuck, babe, I want you to fuck me so badly. So don’t hold back, okay?”

Gaara pressed his forehead against hers and slowly unsheathed himself from her. He looked into her eyes, hearing those words from her egging him on even more. The fact that she wanted this–wanted him–as badly as she did made his heart swell to levels he never thought possible. He felt so loved, so good, he wanted to make her feel the same, and could only hope that after this, she did.

“Fine,” he growled, grabbing her hips, “I won’t hold back.”

Gaara drove himself deep into Rozu again over and over at a brutal pace, going as deep as he could with each thrust, earning pleasured moans and squeaks from his lover. Rozu’s arms got weak, and she laid back on the desk. The feeling of Gaara’s dick inside of her, pumping in and out, drove her insane with each thrust. She could feel her orgasm quickly approaching like a tight spring ready to snap. He held her hips in place as he fucked her on his desk, sweat pouring from the both of them. “Rozu,” Gaara said, panting, “you’re so beautiful.” he slammed into her deeply, his balls slapping against her tight ass, “you have no idea how much I think about you, when I’m alone… -ugh-how I touch myself-huff-to thoughts of us doing-unff-things just like this…”

Rozu reached her arms back to hold onto the edge of the desk above her head in an attempt to steady herself. Gaara’s sweet talking was pushing her over the edge, he was saying such sexy things to her. She reached a hand down to touch herself as he fucked her, but her hand was promptly swatted away and replaced with Gaara’s own. He was determined to make her feel good, to push away any insecurities she had about herself.

“Aaahhnn, Gaara…!” Rozu moaned loudly. “You’re gonna make me cum…! Gaara!”

“Rozu,” Gaara groaned in her ear, now leaning over her to get close. He could feel himself getting close to cumming. He wanted to be close to her, hear her scream his name as he fucked her into his desk, see the look on her face as he was the one to make her feel so, so good. “Can I cum inside of you?” he asked through heavy breaths. Rozu nodded and wrapped her arms around Gaara, pulling him into her. “Gaara, cum inside me, please…!” she begged, stroke after stroke pushing her closer to the edge, “Gaara… I love you…!”

“Fuck… say it again…” Gaara growled. Thrust after thrust, so close now…

“I love you…! Oh gods, I’m–” Rozu cried out in ecstasy as her whole body lit up with sparks and liquid fire. She was completely enraptured in emotions, her back arching and her body spasming as she came hard on Gaara’s cock. Gaara drove himself deeply into her pussy as she came, bringing himself to orgasm. His dick pumped his hot load deep into her womb, feeling her walls clench around him, hot slick cum dripping from their joined sex. It was so erotic, Gaara was seeing stars, playing Rozu’s words over and over again in his head. I love you, I love you, I love you…

For a moment, they lay there on the desk, panting and sweaty, spent from the erotic encounter. Gaara was slowly coming back to earth, feeling Rozu’s nails gently scratching circles around his back and her other hand stroking his hair. He let out a long sigh, placing a loving kiss on Rozu’s lips, then another on her forehead. “That was amazing,” he said. “We should get cleaned up though, before my assistant comes looking for me.”

Rozu snorted, thinking of what the assistant ninja’s reaction could possibly be if they saw the two of them in such a compromising position. She nodded in agreement. Gaara and Rozu quickly cleaned up and redressed.

“So… I’ll see you at home tonight then?” Rozu asked as she was about to leave. Gaara pulled her back and gave her another kiss.

“Of course,” he replied, seeing her off. He opened the door to his office for her, their gazes lingering a bit longer before saying goodbye. “I love you.” he said as he waved after her. “I love you too! I’ll see you later. Don’t work too hard.” Rozu said, then turned to leave.

As Rozu made it down the hall to the foyer, the assistant nin from earlier cleared their throat, catching her attention. “Soooo,” they said, a knowing look in their eyes, “you sure did give him a piece of your mind.”

Rozu’s eyebrows shot up, she was blushing furiously. “Ahaha, yep. Sure did. Just keep it quiet, okay?” she said with a wink, putting a finger to her lips. Of course, the assistant was only joking, but at the realization that the joke was completely serious, they went totally red. They stammered, and made up some excuse that they had to go to something before taking off, leaving Rozu to escort herself out.

She wore a satisfied smile on her face when she left Suna manor that day.

#rozugaa #smut #naughty bloggins #gaara x oc #fic #prompt #self insert oc #gaara smut

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beetlebian · 8 months

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art dump 2/3

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt oc #leoya #tmnt idw #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #espio the chameleon #silver the hedgehog #sonknux #sonic & knuckles #surgaze #surge the tenrec #blaze the cat #kunoichi squared #jennika tmnt

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neopuff · 3 months

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april/karai // brunettes do it better

#kunoichi squared #april o'neil #karai #tmnt 2012 #tmnt #vid #amv #song: brunettes do it better by kidforce

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dyscalcoolia · 1 year

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not even joking when I say that if one or both of them were dudes, you would not be able to get away from april/karai shipping

#CARE ABOUT WOMEN AND WLW PLS PLS PLS #anyway. gonna go write some kunoichi squared/cubed and maybe I'll calm down.#txt

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War of Shadow Realm ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Chapter 4 Pt. 7(2/2) ~

*DBZ SFX : Powering Aura*

*Heartbeating Echoes*

Black Star : I... trusted you, Tsubaki. I trusted with everything I've got! Even I was friends with Inky Albarn, I had my chance avenging my clan! But there's no hope of bringing the Hoshi Clan back nor protecting the legacy itself! I failed everyone, I failed Shinra! All of this was just to protect his dumb legacy!

Hibana : Black Star's body isn't stabilizing! The energy of Darkness overdosing him, his heart couldn't bear it!

Ventus/Roxas : That's insane!

Black Star : [yelling in pain, then chuckles] What is this feeling! I can feel the energy in heart and soul! Who cares about being a heroes that is light-hearted!? All hearts filled with light, and I can feel anything inside of it! (Suddenly gets an alarming transformation as the dark energy slowing corrupting him) Th...The raw force of Darkness, the darkness can be death, darkness can be a source, Darkness can be....POWERRRRRR!!! [Laughs manically and starts growling like a beast, a heartless emblem appears on his chest and eventually turns into a neoshadow that grows out bat-like wings]

Tsubaki : Black Star!

Master Xehanort : Behold! This is the great power of that makes the human race fall victim to Darkness! It hungers on hatred, channeling the anger, feeling empty inside! Think outside the box, Tsubaki. You finally got what you deserve, never mess one's heart and one's darkness, it's best the devil's legacy will vanish into nothingness.

Tsubaki : Right back at ya, Old man! Here I come to do this!

[Mephiles Phase 2 - Hideaki Kobayashi]

Axel : This guy looks tough! Maybe he doesn't know a punch. Hmm? Ventus! Wrong music! Play Iron Shogun by SEGA!

Ventus : On it! [Stops the music and speaks into his phone] Hey, Siri. Play "Iron Shogun by SEGA".

Siri : Now playing "Iron Shogun by SEGA".

[Iron Shogun - Tomonori Sawada]

Axel : AW YEAHHHHH! NOW WE'RE COOKING!

Black Star (as Shadow Star) : You got some nice taste in music over there, but unfortunately I'm gonna make the music go sour by plunging your hearts to darkness!

"SHADOW STAR : THE WINGED HEARTLESS"

(the battle begins)

Black Star (as Shadow Star) : I will tear you into pieces, Tsubaki! You broken my heart and now I'm going to break yours!

Tsubaki : If you're willing on planning to protecting Shinra's legacy, this wouldn't be the chance if I had broken your heart! This is the reason that we were Stubborn that the men of Shinra's influence had hid the truth!

Axel : You're a lucky son of b*tch, you know that, Black Star! You always act like a hero, be like a hero! You don't even match the looks of the great Naruto Uzumaki style!

Ventus/Roxas : Typical! All bark and no bite!

Xion : This is going to get crazy! I hope our Keyblades will just have to wore him down!

Black Star (as Shadow Star) : Tsubaki must die! Mifune must die! All humans with Keyblade must die! Craving Death and Destruction is the power!

Master Xehanort : That's it, Black Star! Show these humans what the true power of Darkness can be! This is only the beginning to destroy the devil's legacy!

Black Star (as Shadow Star) : Destroying the devil's legacy is my pleasure!

Axel : Typical bastard! You have no idea who you're dealing with! I'm going out with ablaze, and cooking you up real good with my fiery style!

Ventus/Roxas : Give up now!

Tsubaki : This is for your own good, Black Star! I'm putting a stop to this! Wether you like it or not! Rain or shine, you're going down, asshole!

Ventus/Roxas : *sweatdrop* Please tell me you did not say that to him.

Black Star (as Shadow Star) : WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME?!? THAT DOES IT, NOW I'M REALLY MAAAAAAAAAD!!! [DBZ SFX : Powering up]

Axel : Nice going, Ninja! Now you're making more furious!

Xion : Nice shot, Kunoichi!

Ventus/Roxas : Well, it was a worth a shot.

Tsubaki : My bad. There's gotta be an easier way to do something!

(during mid battle)

Xion : So what now?

Ventus/Roxas : It's best that we come up with a plan! There's gotta be a way stop this young man's destructive behavior! We can let Xehanort get away with this!

Axel : Yo, Tsubaki! How are we gonna stop this!? We can stop a powerful being that hat heart fueled by the darkness! How can we use light and something that mix it together! How can we stop his heart from being destructive!?

??? : Simple. All you need is calm. I can fix that mistake, but mistakes like this can't be unbroken when we all make it!

[Twister (TWEWY theme song) - Takeharu Ishimoto]

Ventus/Roxas : N-Neku!

Neku : Looks I finally got your distress call! Somone finally opened their hearts to darkness, was it? It's about time that someone has finally show up to the field of battle.

Tsubaki : Neku...as in the kid who can see creatures in Shibuya?

Neku : You have vibes, remember? Princess Peach told me that the vibes of your hearts have enough power to calm a person's heart down. That's when this evil inside of a person's hearts gets the influence so bad, they just wanted to think they wanted to become a Kishin. But they're not! [Attacks Shadow Star directly with calmness] Don't you get it? This was all a game set up by the heartless Demon Vibe, so that he could continue planning on destroying the real world.

Tsubaki : So that's why the Gorgon Witch Trio were craving all that death and Destruction. Humans and witches weren't dumb enough to use Heartlesses as decoys to fool us! But we know how to stop Heartless from wrecking the whole planet! I can use my vibes to stop the evil in their Hearts, combining it with the powers of light itself! [To Black Star] Hear me out, Black Star! The influence that spreaded from the Ohkuboverse, it was all just Shinra's! It was just a lie to think about being a hero more than one's justice! The reason that he created the world of Soul Eater, it's because Demon Vibe staged the whole thing! He wasn't trying to make Asura to turn the planet into Mad World, he just wanted our attention so that he could get away with everything he got! But it pains that the so-called madness that Asura stole, was the power of the Greek Goddess! And that was Shinra's fault that he brought the creation of Soul World, and that's called a lie! [Fires an energy shot of Calmness, hitting directly into Black Star's heart]

Black Star [as Shadow Star] : GRRRRAAAAAAAGH! The light! It hurts!

Ventus/Roxas : Guys! It's working! The vibe of calmness is stopping him! Now's our chance to use the power of light! Give it your all, Xion!

Xion : Got it! [Aims at Shadow Star] Hey, Stupid Star! Feast on the powers of Light! [ DBZ SFX : ENERGY BLAST]

Black Star [as Shadow Star] : GRRRRAAAAAAAGGGH! No! This Can't be!

Xion : Bull's eye! You're finished, Hero! You got no sympathy of protecting the Devil's legacy now! It's over for you!

~ Fifty-Seventh Scene : Downfall of a Warrior ~

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The adventures of the ninja

Chapter 4

Inside the ninja nomicon

As I opened my eyes,

I found myself in a familiar place. It’s was the village where I defeated the dragon in my dream.

But the village was now in shambles like an abounded village…

Well… it’s a abounded village now. All the Minka’s where ripped apart,store’s windows where all broken, everything was all destroyed.

“I guess this a sequel of my dream.” I thought to myself. While wondering around holding my ninja mask.

I felt a kunai (kunai (plural kunai) A Japanese tool and weapon, possibly derived from the masonry trowel, used as a weapon by ninja or samurai.) crossed behind my cheek leaving a little scar.

I looked behind me and saw a man with a mask that looked like the ninja mask that I held in my hands and a red bandanna tied in his head and he was wearing something like a ninja outfit.

Then the ninja guy attack me

The ninja dude punched me and kicked me very bad.

All I could do was run.

But this was different compared to the dragon. With the dragon I managed to outrun him a bit. But the ninja guy caught up to me sometimes and beat me up pretty bad.

Then I saw a nearby bush. This gave me a idea. That might distract him for a while.

So I began to run in circles very fast.

After the 16th circle I ran out of the circle and hid in the nearby bush. With the ninja mask in my hand.

But I knew that the ninja guy wasn’t going to be distracted for long. I also knew that I needed to think of something before I get killed.

While I was thinking I looked at the ninja mask in my hand. Then I thought about a stupid plan.

“I could wear this mask and make that guy think that I’m a ninja like him and then I’ll find his weak spot then attack him with it.I know it’s a stupid plan but it couldn’t hurt to try.” I thought to myself.

Kunoichi outfit. ( kunoichi is a Japanese cant term for "woman"In popular culture, it is often used for female ninja or practitioner of ninjutsu (ninpo). The term was largely popularized by novelist Futaro Yamada in his novel Ninpō Hakkenden in 1964.Although kunoichi have appeared in numerous creative works, including novels, TV dramas, movies, and manga, Mie University historians have concluded that there are no historical records of female ninja performing reconnaissance and subversive activities in the same manner as their male counterparts. However, the late 17th century ninja handbook Bansenshukai describes a technique called kunoichi-no-jutsu (“the ninjutsu of a woman") in which a woman is used for infiltration and information gathering, which Seiko Fujita considers evidence of female ninja activity)

Then the ninja guy found me and it seems that even if I wear this kunoichi outfit he still recognizes me.

But then when he tried to attack me again. I finally was able to dodge his attack.

After I dodged his attack. I felt something heavy in my back when I reached with my hand to see what it was a katana.(A katana is a Japanese sword characterized by a curved, single-edged blade with a circular or squared guard and long grip to accommodate two hands. Developed later than the tachi, it was used by samurai in feudal Japan and worn with the edge facing upward. Since the Muromachi period, many old tachi were cut from the root and shortened, and the blade at the root was crushed and converted into katana.The official term for katana in Japan is uchigatana and the term katana often refers to single-edged swords from around the world.)

It wasn’t the only weapon in the suit there was weapons like…

A shuriken (shuriken (is a hidden hand blade") is a Japanese concealed weapon that was used as a hidden dagger or metsubushi to distract or misdirect. Five types of shuriken.Edo period shuriken in Odawara Castle Museum, Japan. They are also known as throwing stars, or ninja stars, although they were originally designed in many different shapes. The major varieties of shuriken are the bō shuriken (stick shuriken) and the hira shuriken (flat shuriken) or shaken (wheel shuriken, also read as kurumaken).Shuriken were supplementary weapons to the sword or various other weapons in a samurai's arsenal, although they often had an important tactical effect in battle.[better source needed] The art of wielding the shuriken is known as shurikenjutsu and was taught as a minor part of the martial arts curriculum of many famous schools, such as Yagyū Shinkage-ryū, Tenshin Shōden Katori Shintō-ryū, Ittō-ryū, Kukishin-ryū, and Togakure-ryū.)

The Japanese war fan, or tessen (tessen, lit. '"iron fan"'), is a weaponized Japanese hand fan designed for use in warfare. Several types of war fans were used by the samurai class of feudal Japan and each had a different look and purpose.

And a sai (The sai (lit. 'Hairpin'; lit. 'Iron Ruler') is a traditional Okinawan stabbing weapon used for stabbing and striking. It is most famously used in ninjutsu and kobudo, but also in southern Chinese martial arts. The basic form of the weapon is that of a sharp metal prong with two curved sideprongs (yoku) projecting from the handle (tsuka). There are many different types of sai with varying prongs for trapping and blocking.)

And many more cool weapons like these.

But how much I tried I just wasn’t able to defeat the ninja dude. In the end I was pinned against the wall wounded and scars.

Just as I thought I was done, I was… “ fine?” I asked shock after the red beam hit me. all my wounds and scars were gone like it was never existed.

Then the ninja guy lend me his hand and asked

“ Do you need a hand?”

“No I don’t need help getting up by ninja’s who tried to kill.” I said to the ninja dude sarcastically.

The ninja dude seemed to be annoyed by my answer. “I think we got on the wrong foot.” Said ninja dude.

“You think!” I scoffed at the ninja.

He just ignore my comment and began to introduce himself.

“I’m first ninja of Norrisvile.”said the ninja guy.

My anger suddenly turned to shock. “Was this guy really the first ninja” I thought to myself.

Soon my head was filled with tons of questions.

Then I said “I don’t believe you.”

“It’s is true miss Ami whether you believe it or not.” Said the ninja guy with a serious face.

Then I felt my spine shivering. “How do you know my name?!” I asked scared and quickly.

The man called Akio stayed silent for a moment then said “We been watching over you ever since you were little.” Said the first ninja

“We?” I asked curiously.

“You’ll meet them soon but not today.” Said the first ninja trying to avoid the subject. “Have any other questions?” Asked the first ninja.

I thought about what I could ask the ninja dude before then I realized something. “Where am I? Since I been beaten up by you several times is pretty clear that this isn’t a dream.”

The ninja just nodded and said “You’re right this isn’t a dream. Your inside the ninja nomicon.”

“I’m sorry ninja what now?” I asked confused.

“The ninja nomicon the knowledge of every ninja including myself hold inside this book.”Akio said calmly

Then I remembered the book that came with the mysterious package. “Was that the ninja nomicon?” I mumbled.

The ninja heard me and nodded his head “Any other questions?” Asked The first ninja.

I thought about it more then I remembered my dream.

“Was my dream had to do with any of this?” I asked

First ninja nodded again saying “They wanted to test how sharp you were.”

“They? Who are they? Are you talking about the people that you were watching over me?” I asked

The ninja just stood silent I guess he didn’t want me to know those people yet. So I asked my next question

“Why did you attack me?” I asked changing the subject.

“I wanted to test you too” I said to The ninja before me

“Test me for what?” I asked curiously

“For to be the next ninja.” Said Akio sternly

“And I failed miserably by not defeating you haven’t I so I can’t be the ninja.” I said disappointed in my self. Because the truth was when I heard about the ninja history I wanted became a ninja that what got me hooked in to Japanese culture in the first place. But now I can’t be the ninja all my hope was gone until…

“Who said you wouldn’t be next ninja just because you couldn’t beat me?” I asked the first ninja

“But then why did you and the others test me if you guys were going to make me the ninja?” I asked confused and curious

“We wanted see what you were lacking so we could train you accordingly” answered First ninja

“So I could still be the ninja even tho I couldn’t defeat you?” I asked First ninja

“Of course there are some rules if you’re willing to follow them like rule number 1 do not reveal your identity to anyone no matter how close you guys are.” Said the first Ninja with a stern look but then he said “But if you do not want be the ninja you could give the mask and then the ninja nomicon would go somewhere else to find a ninja and you could pretend this never happened.”

I looked at my hands thinking was I really up for the challenge.

Then I looked at The first ninja and said “When does my training began?” I asked with determination in my eyes.

The first ninja smirked.

That is how my training with the first ninja began.

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