<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895562101551721001</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:46:23.987-07:00</updated><category term='naruto kiba story'/><category term='naruto fanfiction'/><category term='naruto'/><category term='request'/><category term='naruto other'/><title type='text'>Black-Opal's Naruto-Fan Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Well, here it is Naruto-fans.
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I do not own Naruto, no matter how much I want to...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-opal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895562101551721001/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-opal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Black-Opal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16937058078751549504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895562101551721001.post-5157721530511453818</id><published>2008-02-25T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:14:15.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naruto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='request'/><title type='text'>AvatarLoverGirl's Request: It's Love at First Sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I hope you like AvatarLoverGirl! Sorry about how you act so cold towards Kiba in the beginning, but that’s how someone acts towards a complete stranger…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kakita!” A young girl ran through the main square of Konoha.&lt;br /&gt;Her dog had randomly charge off without warning and Madi was trying to catch her.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Kakita came to a screeching halt in front of another huge dog.&lt;br /&gt;There was a boy on the dog’s back.&lt;br /&gt;The boy laughed and picked up the small dog in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;“This yours?” He slid off his dog slowly and walked up to Madi.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, so what?” Madi turned away from the boy, “Plus, you scared her.”&lt;br /&gt;The boy laughed, hard, “Sorry, my bad.”&lt;br /&gt;He set Kakita on Madi’s shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;Kakita whimpered and jumped down then hid behind Madi.&lt;br /&gt;“Aww, Akamaru’s friendly, don’t be afraid.” The boy squatted and stuck out his hand for Kakita to sniff.&lt;br /&gt;“Who are you?” Madi frowned, if this dude was going to come up and pet her dog, she wanted to know who he was.&lt;br /&gt;“Kiba Inuzuka; and who are you?” He smiled as Kakita walked out to him and yipped.&lt;br /&gt;“Madi, just Madi.” Madi turned up her nose at the scent of this boy, he smelt like wet dog.&lt;br /&gt;“Your dog is hungry, she must’ve come running when she smelt the dog treat in my pocket.” Kiba took the treat out of his pocket and handed it to Kakita.&lt;br /&gt;“Kakita don’t eat that!” Madi grabbed the treat from Kiba’s hand; “We don’t know this guy.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hey I have a huge dog, do you really think that I would try to poison your dog?” Kiba stood up and smirked.&lt;br /&gt;“I guess not.” Madi threw the treat down to Kakita, who devoured it in a second.&lt;br /&gt;“I have more at my house…” Kiba smiled, “come with me?”&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, I guess…” Madi went to pet the large dog in front of her, “Hmm, wooly.”&lt;br /&gt;“Brush him every day.” Kiba grabbed Madi’s hand and pulled her up onto Akamaru.&lt;br /&gt;“What about Kakita?” Madi reached for her dog, but Kiba pulled her back up.&lt;br /&gt;“Have faith in your dog, she can run.” Kiba whispered something into Akamaru’s ear softly, and Akamaru took off at an amazing speed.&lt;br /&gt;Kakita ran after them, and could actually keep up.&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes Madi and Kiba arrived at the Inuzuka household.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba gently slid down off Akamaru then held his hand out to Madi.&lt;br /&gt;“I can get down on my own thank you very much.” Madi said, when in truth she couldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;Madi slipped and fell into the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba covered his mouth to muffle his laughing.&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever.” Madi stood and dusted herself off.&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry.” Kiba blushed and scratched his head, in an embarrassed way.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba grabbed hold of her hand and ran to the door, “Come on in.”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t really feel comfortable with that…” Madi hesitated and pulled her hand from Kiba’s grasp.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba twitched, then frowned, “Fine, I’ll go get the treats. Alone, with no one to be with, I wouldn’t be surprised if I feel down the stairs and died…”&lt;br /&gt;“Wimp…” Madi followed Kiba into the house, Kiba had won her over.&lt;br /&gt;“Oi! Great!” Kiba laughed and pulled Madi into the house.&lt;br /&gt;Madi walked in, huge, a huge house was all around her.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was in order.&lt;br /&gt;“Be careful, my mom just cleaned, and if we mess it up then she’ll just die.”&lt;br /&gt;“Mom? Just how old are you?” Madi was surprised, this guy looked like he was an adult, he was really tall.&lt;br /&gt;“15… and you?” Kiba laughed, people always thought he was older then he really was.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m 15 too…” Madi smiled for the first time at this weird boy.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba turned away and blushed, her smile was just so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;“You okay?” Madi laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, yeah…” Kiba continued to rummage through the cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;“POW POW POW!” There was a strong knock at the door.&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll get it!” Kiba called to his sister who was upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba ran to the door and threw it open.&lt;br /&gt;It slammed against the wall and left a dent.&lt;br /&gt;“Shoot!” Kiba touched the wall to see what the damage was.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t all to bad.&lt;br /&gt;But then Kiba looked out to see who had knocked.&lt;br /&gt;It was Shino, who was in his weekend clothes (A hoodie and no glasses, and if I do say so myself he looked awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;“…” Shino frowned; he had had plans to go with Kiba to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry Shino, I spaced. Let me go get ready, and you don’t mind if I bring someone do you?” Kiba stood out of the way to let Shino come in.&lt;br /&gt;“Who?” Shino asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Take a look.” Kiba smiled.&lt;br /&gt;Shino looked past Kiba and saw Madi, “I, I, I…”&lt;br /&gt;“I know, seriously, isn’t she great? She has a dog too!” Kiba laughed out loud at Shino’s gaping expression.&lt;br /&gt;Madi noticed the outburst and walked over the Kiba and Shino.&lt;br /&gt;“Who’s this Kiba?” Madi asked while smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Shino blushed furiously and shifted his gaze to a plant on the windowsill.&lt;br /&gt;Madi laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“So what’s up?” Madi asked Shino.&lt;br /&gt;“…” Shino couldn’t say a thing.&lt;br /&gt;“We’re going to the beach, wanna come?” Kiba smiled at Shino and gently punched him on the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, can we go to my house? I need a bathing suit, I just bought the cutest one ever!”&lt;br /&gt;That was too much for Shino, “Meet me at my house” Shino managed to mutter to Kiba, then he feverishly stepped out of the house and walked down the street to his house.&lt;br /&gt;“Is he okay?” Madi sighed as an invisible question mark hovered over her head.&lt;br /&gt;“He’s shy.” Kiba smiled and laughed it off, “Let’s go get that swimsuit you were talking about.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay!” Madi walked out of the house and started down the road with Kiba, Akamaru, and Kakita trailing behind her.&lt;br /&gt;After about 15 minutes of walking, they turned up at a small house in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;“Cute.” Kiba smiled, this house was pretty small.&lt;br /&gt;“Just you wait” Madi smiled and took Kiba inside.&lt;br /&gt;The house seemed to expand.&lt;br /&gt;“Wow…” Kiba looked around with shock.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah… wait here while I get my suit on.” She ran upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;“Madi…” Kiba didn’t believe in love at first sight, but now he was making an exception.&lt;br /&gt;Madi ran back downstairs in her bikini and grabbed a towel out of the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;“Shino’s gonna die.” Kiba muttered under his breath, and began to blush himself.&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s go!” Madi jumped off the bottom stair and onto the first floor, she ran out the door as she draped the towel around herself.&lt;br /&gt;“We have to ride on Akamaru if we’re going to make it there in time.” Kiba climbed onto Akamaru’s back and pulled Madi up, but a little too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Madi was pulled on top of Kiba and they both fell off.&lt;br /&gt;Akamaru whimpered and lay down in the dust that had been stirred up by Kiba and Madi.&lt;br /&gt;They both broke out laughing and got back on Akamaru then raced off into the forest with Kakita running behind them.&lt;br /&gt;When they arrived at Shino’s house Madi fell off Akamaru once again.&lt;br /&gt;“Need a hand sweetie?” Kiba asked, half-joking, half-serious.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure.” Madi only understood the joking part.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba and Madi knocked at Shino’s door.&lt;br /&gt;Shino answered.&lt;br /&gt;“…Woah…” Shino didn’t even bother to look at Kiba, his gaze was stuck to Madi.&lt;br /&gt;Madi laughed, but was partly embarrassed by Shino looking at her like that.&lt;br /&gt;She pulled the towel more tightly.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba twitched, he could tell that Shino was bothering her.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba grabbed Shino by the hood, pulled him inside, and shut the door.&lt;br /&gt;“Mine.” Kiba stated very clearly.&lt;br /&gt;“…” Shino didn’t say a word.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba reopened the door and smiled at Madi, who smiled back.&lt;br /&gt;Shino grabbed his back and headed out the door.&lt;br /&gt;They all took off to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;Kiba and Madi sat splashing in the water.&lt;br /&gt;Madi didn’t even care about the wet dog smell anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Madi picked herself up and charged at Kiba, she jumped onto his back and hung there for a moment before Kiba spun her around and fell on top of her.&lt;br /&gt;“KASPLOOSH!” they were both soaked from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;They both broke out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Shino just sat on the beach running his hands through the sand.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba suddenly stopped laughing and got a very serious look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;Madi stopped laughing to.&lt;br /&gt;Kiba leaned towards her, as in to kiss her; after all it was love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;But Madi must have not felt the same, at least not quite.&lt;br /&gt;For Madi Pushed Kiba off of her and ran to dive into the water.&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe not today,” Kiba smiled to himself, “maybe tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it Madison /AvatarLoverGirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4895562101551721001-5157721530511453818?l=black-opal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-opal.blogspot.com/feeds/5157721530511453818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4895562101551721001&amp;postID=5157721530511453818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895562101551721001/posts/default/5157721530511453818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895562101551721001/posts/default/5157721530511453818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-opal.blogspot.com/2008/02/avatarlovergirls-request-its-love-at.html' title='AvatarLoverGirl&apos;s Request: It&apos;s Love at First Sight'/><author><name>Black-Opal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16937058078751549504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895562101551721001.post-6957988634497801504</id><published>2008-02-14T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T19:39:19.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naruto other'/><title type='text'>Naruto: Truth Or Dare???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_u5iPbAGFUmw/R7UJYu1uNEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/QEbR-RJJXew/s1600-h/all+naruto3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_u5iPbAGFUmw/R7UJYu1uNEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/QEbR-RJJXew/s400/all+naruto3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167046467972379714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt;Naruto: Truth or Dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; To make the text bigger, hold down Ctrl and scroll on your mouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Awahhh.” Naruto stretched as he sat up from bed, then he scratched his head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Naruto knew today was something important, but he couldn’t remember what… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; *Ring ring ring ring* the phone rang, *ring ring ring ring*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Naruto yawned as he kicked his blankets off to go get the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Hello?” Naruto said groggily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Naruto-kun,” it was Hinata, “my father says Neji-nii-san must accompany me to your party. Is that ok?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Yeah, sure.” Naruto blinked and rubbed his eyes as to get rid of the fogginess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Naruto hung up and turned around to go back to bed when BAM!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “THE PARTY!” Naruto had completely forgotten, this was the day he was throwing that party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt;Naruto threw on his ninja suit and ran out the door, not even bothering to brush his hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; He jumped from roof to roof, in order to get to the store before it got busy he would have to hurry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Later at the party… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Truth or dare! Truth or dare!” everyone shouted as loud as they could. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Ok, ok. Just get a grip.” Naruto moved a few people into a new corner of the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “But first let me make sure everyone is here.” Naruto scanned the room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Ino and Sakura were bickering over by the table… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Tenten was sitting on the couch with Lee and talking about battle techniques… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Neji had backed Hinata into a corner and was standing a few feet in front of her watching her every move (seeing as that is what his uncle told him to do (NO HE IS NOT TRYING TO KISS HER!!!))… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Shino was yelling at Kiba for stepping on a bug, and Kiba was trying disappear… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Akamaru was hiding behind Kiba and whimpering… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Shikamaru and Chorji were sharing a bag of chips… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; And Sasuke was in his emo corner (deal with it people! HE SO IS EMO!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Now that everyone was accounted for, “Everyone in a circle!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Everyone gathered, all but Sasuke, who was still in his emo corner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Me first, me first!” Sakura jumped into the middle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Okay.” The group agreed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Yes! Shino truth or Dare?” Sakura smiled, this guy was so much fun to mess with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “… truth…” to Sakura’s disappointment, Shino had no reaction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Um, okay, well how about you tell us who you really like.” Sakura smiled, she knew she would get a rise out of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; But Shino just blinked, then turned his eyes to the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Well?” Sakura giggled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “You wouldn’t know her…” Shino looked at Sakura again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “But I know who Hinata is.” Sakura laughed and so did the rest of the group, except Hinata, she didn’t laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “She’s a member of the Starling Clan” Shino stuck his hands into his pockets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Then what’s her name Shino?” Sakura taunted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Kiea Amuze ALRIGHT!?” Shino barked back at her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “See, I knew you were lying. I’ve never heard of any Kiea Amuze.” Sakura laughed she thought she had won. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Kiba stared at Shino in astonishment than at Sakura with shock, “You don’t know who Kiea Amuze is?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Sakura stopped laughing, “She’s real?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Kiea Amuze is the youngest ninja ever to graduate from the academy.” Kiba explained, “She was a Chunin at 7.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Oh.” Sakura tried to laugh it off, but her embarrassment stuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “She’s the same age as us, but she’s qualified to have her own team, not that she wants a team or anything.” Kiba turned to Shino, “And I overheard Tsunade talking about making here Hokage when she dies.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Your point.” Shino remained unfazed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “I asked her out once and she punched me until I cried just for looking at her.” Kiba laughed at Shino unworried gaze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; "I asked her out and she said yes, the date is next week.” Shino said, and Kiba stopped talking because it showed that Shino had his reasons for liking her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Well, Tenten, truth or dare?” Shino shoved the conversation for seconds before out of his mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Hmmm, got to go with truth, I’m not taking my chances.” Tenten laughed out loud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “If you ever got the chance to, would you make out with Neji?” Everyone looked at Shino, it was really weird of him to say this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Neji flushed a dark pink, but Tenten just laughed even harder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Yeah! Who wouldn’t?” Tenten said through chokes of giggles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Neji blushed even harder than before and shuffled his feet; this gave Hinata a chance to get to the other side of the circle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Well, I guess it’s my turn then.” Tenten stopped laughing and suddenly became really serious, “Shikamaru, truth or dare?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Troublesome… dare I suppose.” Shika sighed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “I dare you to go and… uh… steal Tsunade’s most important paper work.” Tenten laughed to herself, this would be rich. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Fine, such a pain.” Shikamaru got up, walked over to the door, and left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “He’s not going to do it.” Naruto explained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; 17 minutes later… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “SHIKAMARU GET BACK HERE WITH THOSE PAPERS!” Tsunade yelled as she ran after Shikamaru. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; She caught him… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Shikamaru thumped into Naruto’s house, he held one paper in his left hand and his right hand was bleeding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Got it.” Shika smiled, “Now it’s my turn, Naruto truth or dare?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Dare me man!” Naruto shouted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; Shika was tired, so he made it simple, “Go kiss Kiba.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Aww man! Why do you hate me, what did I do?” Kiba whined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “I thought that Naruto wouldn’t have a problem with it seeing as he kissed Sasuke.” Shika laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “WHY?” Kiba yelped and Akamaru howled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “Fine…” Naruto sighed and he walked up to Kiba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt; “NO, STAY AWAY!” Kiba kicked Naruto back and scooted backwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt;To lazy…………    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;form action="MAILTO:cheetomunch07@yahoo.com" method="post" enctype="text/plain"&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4895562101551721001-6957988634497801504?l=black-opal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-opal.blogspot.com/feeds/6957988634497801504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4895562101551721001&amp;postID=6957988634497801504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895562101551721001/posts/default/6957988634497801504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895562101551721001/posts/default/6957988634497801504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-opal.blogspot.com/2008/02/naruto-truth-or-dare.html' title='Naruto: Truth Or Dare???'/><author><name>Black-Opal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16937058078751549504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u5iPbAGFUmw/R7UJYu1uNEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/QEbR-RJJXew/s72-c/all+naruto3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895562101551721001.post-4450452736982596087</id><published>2008-02-14T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T19:31:15.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naruto kiba story'/><title type='text'>Story 2: Finding Your Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_u5iPbAGFUmw/R7UHeu1uNCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WScjm2YaeTg/s1600-h/doggy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_u5iPbAGFUmw/R7UHeu1uNCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WScjm2YaeTg/s400/doggy3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167044372028339234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;SO BORED SOMEONE LEAVE  A COMMENT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This is story 2:&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What do you want from me?” Kiba was choking on his own tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, what’s wrong with you?” The person the voice was coming from was hidden in the mist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Nothing!” Kiba tried to get up from his awkward position on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You’re wrong.” A foot came down and kicked Kiba in the side, hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kiba yelped and fell over once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Akamaru who had been thrown up against a tree whimpered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Shut up you stupid dog.” A much larger dog stepped out of the fog towards Akamaru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kiba reached for his dog, but couldn’t reach him for a sharp pain ran through his side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Akamaru yowled and then was dead silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Akamaru!” Kiba screamed in terror, was his dog dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “You really need to learn your place Kiba.” The voice crept over Kiba like a blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kiba didn’t respond, he didn’t care anymore; His best friend was gone, and he was probably going to die anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kiba closed his eyes in hope that this person would think he was dead and go away, but he was in too much pain to act very well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “I know your faking.” A kunai knife came down at Kiba head and just barely missed his left eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Instead the knife scratched his cheek and went half-way into the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kiba tried to scream, but the cry for help was cut short by the injury on his rib cage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Come Kreo.” The voice said, and the dog came bounding up to its master. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Kreo?” Kiba thought, he had heard that name before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kiba took a big sniff of air, only to find that the scent was familiar, to familiar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “You!” Kiba called into the bog, but his older brother was out of earshot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The next thing Kiba knew was that he was in the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Shino and Hinata were sitting by his bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; By the looks of it, Hinata was asleep and Shino was staring off into space in a way only Shino could do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Hey guys” Kiba said, still a bit winded by his encounter the night before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hinata looked up and Shino snapped out of his suspended state of spaced out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The first thing Hinata did was flood him with questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Are you okay? What happened? Why were you outside so late? What are you stupid or something?” she asked in a flurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kiba just looked at her with a confused face, to bad Hinata hadn't been their last night when he really needed her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "My brother..." Kiba trailed off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Brother? I thought your brother left.” Hinata was surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Me too.” Kiba sighed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kiba tried to get up out of bed, but found it very difficult to move.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kiba lifted up the left side of his shirt and saw that he was fully bandaged, “Guess I did break a rib.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Try 3 ribs, did you fall out of a tree?” Shino asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Tree? No, Where’s Akamaru?!” Kiba started to panic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “He was with you?!” Hinata lifted her head off Kiba’s bed, “We thought he was at home!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Oh Akamaru this is all my fault.” Kiba turned over and put his head under the pillow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok I’m to lazy to write any more write now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4895562101551721001-4450452736982596087?l=black-opal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-opal.blogspot.com/feeds/4450452736982596087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4895562101551721001&amp;postID=4450452736982596087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895562101551721001/posts/default/4450452736982596087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895562101551721001/posts/default/4450452736982596087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-opal.blogspot.com/2008/02/story-2-finding-your-place.html' title='Story 2: Finding Your Place'/><author><name>Black-Opal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16937058078751549504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u5iPbAGFUmw/R7UHeu1uNCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WScjm2YaeTg/s72-c/doggy3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895562101551721001.post-3114035865627490767</id><published>2008-02-14T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:14:09.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story 1:   Ms. MizuYuri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_u5iPbAGFUmw/R7UIC-1uNDI/AAAAAAAAABE/rDtdFCb4n_s/s1600-h/neji+bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_u5iPbAGFUmw/R7UIC-1uNDI/AAAAAAAAABE/rDtdFCb4n_s/s400/neji+bird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167044994798597170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is my first story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But I got a little lazy before I finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a random story idea…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; They were just two strangers, who met one day in a flower field. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; They didn’t understand one another at all; but still became friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That is, until he taught her how to us her clan’s direct controlling jutsu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; In return, she taught him how to let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; But that was a problem, the Mizuyuri and the Hyuuga were two completely different clans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Everyone in the Mizuyuri clan was peaceful; but had a bit of an attitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And the Hyuuga, they were made to fight and obey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; When she began to battle, and he began to act up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The two clans blamed it on one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Even though the two children were only trying to help each other.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; After a long debate between the now two rival clans, they concluded that it was all the children’s doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; These two children were Neji Hyuuga, and Keihi Mizuyuri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The boy's cursed seal was activated and the girl was silently shunned by her family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; They were forbidden to see each other, and over time they grew apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Until they couldn’t even recognize each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Then they met again… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; *plunk*, Neji Hyuuga sat by the side of the lake skipping rocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He lied down on his back and ripped at the grass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Then rolled over onto his stomach and hit his forehead against the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Remember, remember.” he groaned, all he had done was give himself a headache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji frowned and looked at the water, he had had the most unsettling dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It was about a girl standing on the opposite side of the lake he was by now, smiling and then falling into the water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; That would normally have not been so weird, but the girl looked exactly like someone he knew, or had known; he just couldn’t remember whom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He stared to the spot where she would have been if the dream had been true; but he found he was staring at an empty space. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji closed his eyes and pulled his coat off so he could cover his head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Then promptly, fell asleep; and dreamed again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The same dream, but this time he ran to the other side of the lake and pulled her out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Cold water hit Neji on the face and brought him back from his dream world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Only to find, the girl was lying in front of him; they were both soaked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He got up and moved in to get a closer look at her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji turned her over and placed his ear to her chest to see if she was still breathing, only for her to start sputtering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; After pushing Neji as far away from herself as she could, she stood up and attempted to ring out her clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji also stood and tried to greet her, but it ending in a coughing fit of his own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Once they had both recovered, Neji asked where she lived as to take her home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; But it ended in her in them both back at the Hyuuga household with towels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; When Neji’s uncle, Hiashi, walked into the room, his first question was, “What clan are you from?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Mizuyuri, sir.” She smiled, “Your son pulled me out of the lake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji winced, “He’s not my dad, he’s my uncle.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Oh, I’m so sorry. Sir, your nephew pulled me out of the lake.” She giggled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Mizuyuri…” Hiashi sighed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Is something wrong?” The girl’s smile had vanished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Yes, I need you out of the house and back to your own family now.” Hiashi opened the door and shoved her out, towel and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “But Uncle! You can’t do that!” Neji ran to reopen the door for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hiashi knocked Neji out of the way and locked the deadbolt on the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hiashi left the room, assuming Neji wouldn’t dare open the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; But as soon as he was gone, Neji fought with himself on whether or not to let her in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “If Hiashi has a good reason for kicking her out, this may be the end of me.” But in the end, he unlocked the door and let her back in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She came in and dried off the rest of her hair, then told Neji to stop by her house later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; When Neji turned up at her doorstep, she brought him in and gave him a small cup of lily flower tea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Is it safe to drink?” Neji had never once seen tea made of lilies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “There isn’t a plant that the water lily clan can’t make tea out of.” She giggled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; There was silence for a bit after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji was first to break it, “Despite the whole lake accident, I still don’t know your name, an you don’t know mine.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Oh, I know who you are, you’re Neji Hyuuga. I saw you at the Chunin exams” the Mizuyuri girl smiled, “but my name is Keihi." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji became a bit embarrassed about his misconception, so he quickly turned to look at a plant in the windowsill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “I know, that plant is dying.” Keihi moved her hands in a jutsu formation Neji had only seen once, when he had taught it to a girl he hadn’t seen in years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Look at the plant now.” Keihi pointed to the flower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji turned his attention to the flower again, but this time it was in full bloom with lush green leaves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji looked back at Keihi, “Where did you learn that jutsu?” he asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “When I was younger, I had a friend, I can’t remember his name, but he showed me how to use it because it was my clan’s special skill." Keihi explained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “I taught a girl the same jutsu when I was about 8." Neji took another sip of his tea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Keihi blinked in astonishment, “You… you were him, weren’t you!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji had just had the same epiphany, “That was you?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “So that’s why my dad didn’t want you to be at my house.” Neji frowned, remembering the day when they got caught playing together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “I’m so sorry, but you need to leave now.” Keihi picked up his dishes and quickly ran them into the kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Yes, I understand.” Neji tried to smile while inside he was being torn, this girl had been his best friend; and his parents had got in the way of that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “I’ll meet you tomorrow at the west training ground, okay?” Keihi handed him his coat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Alright.” Neji let himself out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; When Neji had made it home, he quietly opened the door and locked it behind him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He slipped up to his room, where another branch member was making his bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Oh, hello Neji. How are you?” the woman said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Great Momiji.” Neji sighed and slumped onto the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Momiji just smiled, she knew something was wrong, but she also knew he wouldn’t tell her about it; Neji liked to keep his secrets to himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She laid his pillow down on his bed, and headed for the door; but then stopped, “You’re different, you need to follow different paths.” Momiji shut the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji blinked, how could she have known what he was thinking about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He climbed up onto his windowsill and looked out, he was confused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This girl, Keihi, had been his best friend, but their families wanted them to stay away from each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neither of them had done wrong, so Neji didn’t know who he should listen to, himself or his relatives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Keihi sat at the training ground with a kunai in one hand; she sighed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She hadn’t seen Neji in years, and he was so kind; but she still found herself struggling to trust him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She decided to lay back into the grass and look at the clouds, “Neji could have changed so much…” she sighed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Hello.” A voice came from behind her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Neji?” Keihi flipped over to see who it was.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Nope, Shikamaru Nara.” A boy was standing right in front of her, “You’re in my cloud watching spot.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Oh, sorry.” Keihi said, but she didn’t get up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Shikamaru sat next to her and looked up at the sky, “So, why you waiting for Neji? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “I was supposed to meet him here.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Well, I just went by his house to give something to Hinata. Neji answered the door and was still in his pajamas.” Shikamaru yawned, “So troublesome.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “That stupid idiot, I bet he forgot about me.” Keihi returned the yawn and turned away from Shikamaru. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “Keihi!” A voice called from the distance, “Don’t leave yet!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; “What took you so long?” Keihi called back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neji ran up to the training spot and huffed, “Did you think it would be that easy for me to get away from my family?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yeah… uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="courier new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO LAZY TO CONTINUE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="courier new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe I'll finish it later, if I'm convinced that it is good enough....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;maybe you should all give me comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4895562101551721001-3114035865627490767?l=black-opal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-opal.blogspot.com/feeds/3114035865627490767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4895562101551721001&amp;postID=3114035865627490767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895562101551721001/posts/default/3114035865627490767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895562101551721001/posts/default/3114035865627490767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-opal.blogspot.com/2008/02/story-1-ms-mizuyuri.html' title='Story 1:   Ms. MizuYuri'/><author><name>Black-Opal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16937058078751549504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_u5iPbAGFUmw/R7UIC-1uNDI/AAAAAAAAABE/rDtdFCb4n_s/s72-c/neji+bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895562101551721001.post-6752812911912030885</id><published>2008-02-14T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T19:31:55.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naruto fanfiction'/><title type='text'>Hello Naruto-Fans!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello Peoplez!&lt;br /&gt;All you Naruto-fans out there are about to be fanfictioned!&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that know me from deviantart, welcome to my blog! (I'm sorry for the inconvenience of my disappearance, deviantart puts a virus on my computer and I won't stand for it!)&lt;br /&gt;I'll start posting my stories soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Kiba and Neji haters are not welcome here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. 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