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Sakura's Cherry Blossom Bond
"Oh Sasuke!" Said a girl with red uneven cut hair and black glasses bouncing off her noise. She smiled at a boy, Sasuke, with short black hair and dark eyes. He lifted his head to look at her as he sat in a stone chair with his fingers massaging his chin. "Sasuke...we are alone. Why don't you show me how much you love me?"
"Karin...I don't love. It is the opposite." Stood to his feet and stretched his hand to her chest. Her face turned red as he flattened his palm against her heart. "Chidori..." Karin's face changed from embarrassment to fear in a second. "...stream."
Lightning grew from his body and shot into Karin's body making blood poor from her lips and Sasuke's hand went deeper into her chest. Blood poured down to his elbow and dripped slowly as the lightning died away from his arm after pulling it out of Karin's burnt dead body.
"There you go Karin...I showed how much I love you...Suigetsu come and clean this mess up." Sasuke hollered as he left with bloo
Sakura's Cherry Blossom Bond
Sasuke stared at Sakura as he raised his hand whispering under his breathe. "Chidori spear."
A large line of lightning slashed against Sakura's face before dropping the chains to summer Sault backwards. Her boots smacked against each other with a large metal and rubber sole blow up on her feet as she kicked at the Chidori stream away from her. "Sasuke! I am prepared for a lightning attack so try something else!"
Sasuke jumped up in the air breathing in a large amount of air before a large flaming fire ball busted past his lips. "Are you prepared for fire!"
Sakura smiled as she formed a hand sign and said, "Water style; Water dragon!" A large water snake with a large noise busted from the waterfall attacking the fire ball making a large smoke cloud, but the dragon continued and devoured Sasuke's whole body. Sakura moved quickly and ran up the dragon with her fist full of chakra slamming down hitting him in the face threw the falling water. His face was stuck as th
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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