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"The fear of death is more to be dreaded than death itself." -Publilius Syrus -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "O-oh my god—i-is that . . .?" Naruto wasn't able to finish his question. The body lay in the hole on its side, the face going into the ground. The arms were spread out, one of them bent at an unnatural angle. The legs were bent straight. By the long brown hair, they could tell it was a woman. "Is she dead?" he asked. "It isn't obvious?" Sasuke snapped. He was still shaken; they had just found a dead body—who wouldn't be? He looked over at Sakura to see her just as shake

18 YEARS LATER… “Mommy, we’re home!”  Sakura looked up from the medical book she was reading to see her and Sasuke’s two youngest boys come in to the kitchen.  Kenoshu, ten, and Kidoshi, seven.  They were the only ones of all the children to still be going to the Academy.               “Hey, you two!  Did you learn anything new today?” Sakura asked them.  Kidoshi, being his usual happy self, answered first.               “Yeah!  We got to learn about the first five Hokages!  And then Lord Hokage came in and told us about what it

Clichés downright suck. This is what I, Sakura, have come to believe. Because it makes sense. I mean, you see it in movies and read it in books almost every day. Now who wants something that’s used up all the time? I sure don’t. Here are some perfect examples of stupid clichés: (And no offense to those of you who like this) The Christmas List: The woman has the cocky, conceited boyfriend of four years, knows this other guy for a week that has this thing for another woman, they kiss, and all of a sudden, he proposes, saying how he ‘didn’t want to fall in love but it was too late!’ right after the other du

39. It Isn't Over . . . -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "In case you have somehow forgotten, this situation is entirely your fault!" Sakura shouted up from below him. Sasuke held himself back from laughing. "It takes two to tango, darling," came Sasuke's sarcastic response. In wordless reply, Sakura's grip around Sasuke's ankle tightened. He hissed at the feeling of his bones so close to snapping under her strength. "Ah! Okay, okay! Jeez, don't get over-emotional, Sakura." "Don't you dare order me around you sick, twisted, psychotic, backstabbing rapist!" she growled. Taking it offensively

"The fear of death is more to be dreaded than death itself." -Publilius Syrus -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "O-oh my god—i-is that . . .?" Naruto wasn't able to finish his question. The body lay in the hole on its side, the face going into the ground. The arms were spread out, one of them bent at an unnatural angle. The legs were bent straight. By the long brown hair, they could tell it was a woman. "Is she dead?" he asked. "It isn't obvious?" Sasuke snapped. He was still shaken; they had just found a dead body—who wouldn't be? He looked over at Sakura to see her just as shake

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