

Welcome Home NarutoShe stared into Ichiraku Ramen Shop, hoping to see the boy with the spiky blonde hair. No, she corrected herself; he was no longer a boy, he was a man now. He had grown up in the 6 years that he had been gone. He was no longer the 12-year-old hyperactive knucklehead she last knew. But, she stared into the noodle shop hoping to catch a glimpse of him anyways.Welcome Home Naruto
Her name was Hinata, and she was a member of the Hyuuga Clan, a very prestigious clan that had the special ability of Byakugan. This bloodline trait of their clan allowed them to see in a 360 degree radius and could even see an enemy ninjas energy flow of charka and the


ExpirimentsExperimentsExpiriments
Haruno Sakura was fifteen years old and, as much as she hated to admit it, quite the prude. Despite her build up of confidence over the years as the Hokage’s apprentice and the ever growing emergence of her secret, inner personality there was one part of her that remained rather immature, much to her teenaged chagrin. And that was sex. Not so much the act of sex itself as everything that went with it. Kissing, touching, fondling, caressi
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Ignore the truth,
Believe the Lies.
Nobody wins,
Everyone dies.
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Its I before E, except after C. And sounding like A, like neighbor in way, and on weekends and holidays and all throughout May, and you'll always be wrong no matter WHAT YOU SAY!!
thank you for the
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"What are you doing here? You look bloody awful."
"You hired me. I can't help it if your standards are lax."
"You smell funny!"
~Captain Jack Sparrow and James Norrington, PotC: Dead Man's Chest
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We're not cartoons.
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