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Going about my business, I'd also been waiting for the right moment to take the initiative in a certain delicate matter. The envious might have called it "acting on base instincts," but I saw it as a higher calling: spreading love and not making girls who'd already waited long enough wait any...
Bedroom.
A soft ray of sunlight slipped through the window and nudged my eyes open.
I wanted to groan and stretch. Couldn't, though.
Hinata, sleeping soundly in a small puddle of her own drool on my collarbone, was reason enough not to do something that tactless to the little sweetheart.
A...
Done sending off the "avatar," I stood before the mirror, studying myself with mild contemplation. A certain someone's newfound hobby had done a number on my look. Well, mostly just my hair, which had graduated from "grew however it wanted" to "a barber spent ten seconds running a comb through...
Threadmarks: Chapter 76: The Last Great Village and the Avatar
Third-Person POV
In a business suit, no entourage, but radiating an almost aggressive self-assurance, Karin stepped out of a spatial rift onto the streets of the Village Hidden in the Clouds.
People immediately recoiled from her, giving way, though she barely acknowledged it, since no one...
A few months blew by fast. While running the empire through Shadow Clones and personally lounging with the girls, I spent a sizable chunk of my time feeding my inner lab rat down in the laboratory.
As is customary for individuals of the blonde-haired Yamanaka persuasion, I, armed with suitable...
That night, I wrapped up my business at the lab and headed toward a certain network of caves in another country: one of Akatsuki's bases.
"Figured he'd have them," I smirked, stepping into the underground chamber where an entire wall of jars greeted me, each one floating a Sharingan. "Not that...
Uzumaki Naruto's POV
The day after the Isshiki incident, I had the house to myself and was indulging in the purest form of human achievement: doing absolutely nothing. Recovery, officially. Hinata had left for a mission, because no matter how badly the world had been rattled, the Village still...
Threadmarks: Chapter 72: Waves That Washed the World
A stream of energy flowed from Isshiki's soul into my maw. Once it shriveled down to nothing but a faded orb, my hand clenched, and a moment later its rapidly crumbling fragments hung suspended in the air before dissolving entirely.
"It's over," I said, glancing down at what was now, without...
Following Isshiki's introduction, I was back to dodging his attempts to skewer my body with rods. Meanwhile, my body, driven by the synergy of merging chakras, had begun to visibly transform.
My height was closing in on six and a half feet as the muscles across my frame swelled and pulled taut...
In a dimension made of black cubes with red-trimmed edges, a throne stood against a wall built from stacked, interlocking shapes. A man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail sat upon it, one arm braced against the armrest. In his other hand he cradled a glass of the finest crystal. The...
Interlude: Sarutobi Hiruzen
The old man, a fixture in one particular Konoha residence, sat at his desk as ever, shuffling through his eternal stack of paperwork. Nothing that day seemed to foreshadow trouble, until a certain jonin walked in.
A man somewhere around thirty. Still young, yet with...
Threadmarks: Chapter 68: The End of the Mist Revolution
Uzumaki Naruto's POV
I sat on a throne in a massive hall where a couple thousand people were currently swarming about, watching them with measured calm. This was the sorting and disarmament facility, and also the single largest concentration of Mist shinobi at this particular moment...
Threadmarks: Chapter 67: Collision with an Immovable Obstacle
Interlude. Uzumaki Naruto
I hadn't been sitting in my temple all that long before Terumi Mei quietly stepped inside and requested an audience.
This time, instead of the lectus-couch, I was seated on a pompous throne in the style of a marble building with gilding.
"Yagura is pulling his forces...
The revolution's leaders, along with Jiraiya, who had somehow wedged himself into their ranks, climbed onto the designated balcony and were now making their way, almost humbly, through a long marble hall.
The surroundings weren't the suffocating part. That was the owner of this temple. His...