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Chapter Three Tenten rest her hand on the surface of the old cherry blossom tree trunk planted in the middle of the Hyuuga’s compound interior garden and her brown chocolate eyes revolved once more everything around her. She had been, for quite a time, searching every corner of that garden looking for clues as to what might have happened last night at Hinata’s engagement party but her efforts were not yielding any results. She sighed and drop her head disheartened. Ahhh… I’ll never drink again, I swear.   “Tenten-san.” called a gentle and sweet shooting voice. The weapons kunoichi raise her head and look

- Himawari: Movie night! Movie night! - Hinata: Himawari is so excited because you don’t have to work today, honey. - Naruto: She is going to be even more excited once we play “The Princess Bride” - Boruto: That’s what we are watching?! A silly princess movie? Only you could like a movie like that, you stupid dad. - Naruto: The Princess Bride is a great movie, full of adventure, humour, action, friendship… - Hinata: … and love. - Himawari: That sounds fantastic! - Boruto: This is going to be a nightmare. Six hours later… - Boruto: My name is Iñigo Montoya, you killed my father… PREPARE TO

❝The difference between stupidity and genuis is that genuis has its limits.❞ ㅡ Neji Hyūga ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ CHAPTER TEN: THE FOREST OF DEATH      The first stage of the Chūnin Exams was finally over, and by the time the clock stopped counting, every genin team that was left in the classroom—every team that wasn’t caught cheating—passed, thus allowing them to move on to the second stage. After what seemed to be hours, those angered by the explanation of the real trial hidden in that written test halted their complaints and t

❝Knowing what it feels like to be in pain is exactly why we try to be kind to others.❞ ㅡ Jiraiya ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ CHAPTER NINE: IWAGAKURE'S NINJA      Frozen on the spot, she watched in utter stupor as Gaara walked to the opposite side of the room without sparing her another glance. Many questions roamed her mind at the moment, yet she mentally shook her head and tried to ignore the whirlwind of emotions that bubbled inside her.      As time passed by, more and more genin belonging to different villages walked into the room. She watched with passiv

❝The weaker you are, the louder you bark.❞ ㅡ Tenten ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ CHAPTER EIGHT: SHUKAKU     "This is where your part of the contract begins."      He, whose face was contorted into an expression of determination, nodded vehemently.      "Just remember," the intimidating person continued lowly, yet firmly, "your life is a mere instrument to reach our goal. You answer to me, and to no one else. If I say die—"      "Then I shall die," he finished as he looked up into those familiar—yet so different from the ones he had grown so fon

❝People cannot win against their loneliness.❞ ㅡ Gaara ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ CHAPTER SEVEN: ANTICIPATION      The sun was shining high in the bluest sky by the time the two girls decided to head back to the village, take a walk through its usually-crowded streets and leave the training fields behind for someone else to clean their mess. With sluggish steps, and careful not to run into someone—which was not that easy to avoid, to be honest—they worked their way between the multitude. At that time of the day, the warm breeze of the morning roamed

     ❝There's no advantage to hurrying through life.❞ ㅡ Shikamaru Nara ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ CHAPTER SIX: A NEW THREAT      Sweat rolled down her forehead, dirt decorated her features. Her breath came out in puffs, laboured and fast; her legs trembled due to the immense effort, her heart beat erratically inside its cage.      Her figure crouched over the grassy ground, and she placed her hands over her bent knees to support the heavy weight of her wounded body.      She coughed.      Droplets of blood stained the ground.      To say she was on the

❝Sacrifice is an inevitable part of missions. Did you not receive emotion training?❞ ㅡ Temari ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ CHAPTER FIVE: OLD FRIENDS      Rei thanked Ichiraku as he placed the ramen she had previously ordered in front of her. The sweet scent of roasted pork reached her nostrils, and she moaned in anticipation; it had been too long since she had last tasted one of those delicious meals the old man prepared. Her training was taking more time—and more energy—than she would have ever expected, and so she had barely an hour for herself, wh