Tammiechan

A day of mourning, that’s what it was: the tenth anniversary of the nine-tailed fox demon’s attack on Konoha. An unlucky day, spent by most people in a reverent silence. Only occasional noises of grief stirred the quiet. Families clustered around graves together and wept, holding one another. There were no graves for Naruto to visit, and no one to console. Naruto didn’t mind. In fact, if he could avoid all of humanity that day, he would. Only the Academy kept him from this; the Academy, with its yearly ceremony honoring the shinobi who’d perished fighting the fox demon. A ceremony which, as a student, Naruto was expec

       Alex didn’t like riding the train home at night. It wasn’t so much a matter of safety as it was a matter of principle. It just never sat well with him, knowing that he was depriving people of sleep simply because he could not get home much earlier than his schedule allowed.        As he hopped down into the inner bowels of the train station, he smiled at the sight of a gleaming, dingy train waiting to leave the platform. Walking up to the front of the train, he noticed there were very few people in the other cars. It was normal for this time of night, but

Naruto shuffled through the snow by himself, getting colder by the second. He breathed out, seeing his breath ghost around him. The blond shivered and wrapped his snow cloak around him tighter. He looked up into the vanity of leaves, which were covered in snow, and sighed heavily. It had been months since Sasuke had left him, and he could still feel the pain. I mean, how would you feel if your ex-lover beat the crap out of you without any remorse and went to join some pedophile of a snake man? Well, if you never felt that way, it sucked. But right now, more things were on the Kyuubi vessel's mind. He was lost. Naruto gritted his teeth as a