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Starlight and Constellations Chapter 6
We passed through the gates with no further trouble and began making rounds through the village. After we had circled four times, Deidara sighed, "Damn jinchuuriki it's going to take us a while to find her if she's even here hmm." "Why do you curse the ones possessed by evil manidoog?" I asked. "They should know their place, but they think they're human hmm," he answered. Still confused, I said, "That doesn't explain why you don't like them." "I don't know they're lesser beings hmm," he shrugged. "They can't help it. Elders choose who's to carry the burden, regardless of whether or not they want to," I pointed out. Sighing wearily, the arsonist asked, "Why do you have to argue so much hmm?" I allowed myself a small smile and replied, "I don't know; I guess old habits die hard." "Interesting I take it you used to argue with everyone back in Konoha hmm?" he chuckled, nodding toward a dango shop that had caught his attention. "Not really everyone, just friends and family,"
A small purple thunderhead discreetly floated over his head, casting a slight shadow. I smiled up at him mischievously and said, "Goodnight, Fish stick." He blinked in confusion and was able to swing his sword one last time. "What the he-" he started to say.
The second he started to speak, I sent multiple flashes of lightening through his body and watched him fall heavily to the cold ground. The shark man was stiff as a floor board and miniscule charges of electricity would periodically jolt through his cloak. He was no where near dead, he was just unable to move. "Why didn't Samheda absorb your chakra?" he asked, grimacing as lightening coursed through him again. "Because there wasn't any chakra in the lightening itself. My mother passed down a very unique Summoning technique to me before she died. This isn't just chakra-infused lightening; it comes from the Thunder Beings of Manitous Island." My Thunderbird Cry jutsu sent thousands of voltages through a persons' body, temporaril
Starlight+Constellations Chapter 4
Sitting at a table counting money over and over was Kakuzu, the freak with five hearts. "Looks like we have another mouth to feed " he said bitterly, "You better not eat as much as Hidan or you'll just have to starve." He then turned away coldly, obsessing over the bills in his hand. "Grumpy old miser that was a waste of time. I take it he's the bounty collector?" I asked when we were out of earshot. The artist nodded, "Yeah. He makes all of the organization's investments and economical decisions hmm." We headed down the same corridor the immortal man had gone earlier. "Wait a minute; leader-sama told me to leave that guy alone," I said, slowing my steps. Being in the ANBU foundation for the past 3 years, I was reluctant to disobey orders. "It's better to have you meet him now and know what to expect from him. You'll thank me later hmm," he said, lowering his voice as we neared a door. I had to cover my nose again due to the increasing scent of fresh blood. "Doesn't it bug yo
"Stella come on, get up. We're here hmm," Deidara said softly so I wouldn't be startled awake. I sat up groggily and rubbed my eyes, then looked around. "This is the Land of Rivers. I never thought you guys would hide here of all places. It's right in between the Lands of Fire and Wind. Aren't you worried about getting ambushed?" I asked. "No. We've been hiding out here since leader-sama started the organization. He just moves us around every few years to confuse tracker ninja hmm," he answered. "You guys must have one lair in every nation then I'm glad you're staying at this one though. I always love coming to this country," I said, bracing myself when the clay bird landed. "That's good. You'll get to call this place home for a while," he said, then asked, "What's your opinion of art? Ephemeral or eternal hmm?" Though slightly confused by the sudden, random question, I said, "Well, I guess ephemeral. Whenever you hear the word eternal, you think of something that stays
Sasori was waiting for us outside, grumbling that we had kept him waiting. "Let's go! You two love birds have kept me waiting long enough," the red head growled, turning toward the path. My mouth hung open in shock from the puppet's blunt words. " what the hell did you just say?!" I asked, feeling my cheeks turn red. "It's obvious, isn't it? The both of you have been inseparable since we recruited you," came the gruff reply. "What can I say; she can't keep her hands off of me hmm," the artist chuckled. "-_- Ugh! I can't believe you just said that " I face palmed. The puppet rolled his eyes and muttered, "Just don't keep me waiting again." I turned around and swiftly hit the blonde in the back of his head. "The hell is the matter with you?!" I snarled at him. "What?" he chuckled, "I was just kidding hmm." He then sculpted one of his clay birds and held out his hand expectantly. "Coming hmm?" I shook my head, "Gawiin (No) Not this time." A slightly disapp
Starlight+Constellations A DeidaraLoveStoryCh1
Name: Stellara Nagareboshi
Village: Konohagakure (Leaf)
Clan: One of the oldest clans in Konoha, though the clans' power has been long since forgotten. When I was 4 years old, a man named Satoru murdered my clan with a jutsu that cost him his life. He felt that the Nagareboshi (Shooting Star) clan was getting too powerful. I was spared because the jutsu ended before he found me. He was from the Hidden Sound Village, and was considered Orochimaru's prodigy.
Clan History: Long ago, the very first of my ancestors, Lady Hotoru, wished upon the first star to shoot across the night sky. The Shooting Star clan has the power to- Shapeshift, control anyone's actions, manipulate weather, and control the elements.
Those who knew nothing of the massacre made up stories to explain it. A rumor was spread that the reason I was spared was because my chakra was even more ominous than that of Satoru.
Main Story: The village gates closed for the last time that day
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"…you freaking jerk!! Do you realize what you just did?" I said angrily once I'd come back to my senses.
Still smirking, he said innocently, "I just kissed the Nagareboshi's beautiful little princess hmm."
The retort I had in mind died in my throat hearing this, so I just grumbled, "You stole my first kiss…"
Despite myself, I was slowly falling for him. There was just something about him that…excited me. But at the same time, he confused me. I could make my tongue sharp like an arrowhead, yet I never chased him away. No matter what I said to him, he would grin and laugh it off, normally with an unexpected comment. He infuriated me, but never failed to make me smile.
"Come on Princess, I think we're being followed hmm," he whispered, beaming at my reaction.
I just nodded and ran to keep up with him, already hearing the sounds of approaching ANBU. * * *
I knew the Land of Waves lacked in military strength, but this was pathetic. We were able to lose the four squads in only a
Running Star RP Open to all"Aiyaa! This is the fourth time this moon we have been robbed," an Ojibwe youth exclaimed. He snatched the empty snare moodily, a frown decorating his face. His shoulder length black hair swung with him as he turned toward his older brother, who looked similar. That is to say, coppery skin, brown eyes, and a rabbit skin medicine pouch hanging around his neck. The eldest brother had much longer hair of the same color, tied back with a sinew cord. "Have patience, Changing Skies," the older brother counseled, "This is the Creator's way of telling us to change what we are doing. Ondaas,(Come) we will go someplace else." "Iron Wood, you fool. All of our traps have been set off or stolen from! What are we to do, not eat at all?" Changing Skies snapped. "Geygo, Neshemay. (Stop it, little one) Hold your tongue and respect those wiser than you. You must learn to accept things as they are," Iron Wood said firmly. Together, the sixteen and twenty year old went back down the trail leading to the v
LostI am lost
And I don't know what to do
I can't escape these memories
The love I have for you
I know where I should be
My set priorities
The gifts in life I have
Of which I should be glad
I'll walk that straight old line
In this life that I call mine
What else can I do?
Pull together and stand true
I don't mean to hurt
Lash out, or fling the dirt
It's just hard to understand
Living life upon remand
So it drives me round the bend
I get crazy and defend
Wondering when this war will end
Please don't say I'm not your friend
The day was humid, the sun was still high
While I waited for the gray mini van
Hundreds of colorful cars sped right on by
Finally they came; one red and one with tan
Both were hyper and fuzzy, a boy and a girl
With light brown eyes and noses of dark pink
The red stayed, while up his sister did curl
On a blanket alone; both small as mink
My puppy was brave and showed not his fear
For he whimpered only once before he slept
Agile was he, like all kinds of brother deer;
Only loving and he was never unkempt
Guarding me from things that were proved harmful,
Always there, my dear beloved dog Carmal
Life is but a DreamWe are just unnourished frail bodies,
overfed with white lies and short-lived-euphorias.
Books filled with black letters,
etching lurid images into our utmost dreams.
Veering us from the big picture...
the one we fail to paint ourselves.
Our fists much too busy with fights,
that we are bound to lose.
Too occupied in line waiting,
for creativity to be let loose like a stray dog.
As if we will find home in this pursuit of happiness...
but we only enclose each other in small rooms
with nothing but old laptops.
How many times I've guessed which letter could it be...
Which letter could it be?
To free us from havoc-stricken-thoughts?
They come and go, unending like 24 hour subway stations.
There's no break for this lonely man,
heaving every breathe of stale air
into my overused lungs...
Living in confined walls of flesh
held up with brittle paper-mache bones.
Which day is it that I will burst out from this cage of a life?
And hover with the Gods found in carefully binded bo
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