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“Captain Yamato, where are you?” Naruto called as he ran through the prison blocks. Row after row of empty cells, but no sign of his captain. “Captain Yamato!” His voice echoed off of damp stone walls and rusty iron bars, reverberating through the endless catacombs. Finally, a low groan caught Naruto’s ear, and he ran towards it with all of the speed he could muster. He found Yamato, barely conscious, badly bruised and bloodied, but alive,balled up in the corner of a solitary cell. “Captain Yamato!” He cried, overjoyed. The former ANBU raised his head slightly. One eye was swollen shut, and the othe

There was a shift in the air. Subtle, barely noticeable, but it was familiar to Kakashi all the same. He lowered his head, closing his visible eye. “Come to stop me, sensei?” From behind the silver haired boy, Minato Namikaze sighed. “Kakashi, I know Rin is your friend, but I forbade you from going on this mission. You of all people should know to listen to your teacher. After all, aren't you the one who always preaches about the rules-?” Before Minato could blink, Kakashi had spun on his heel, his father's blade leveled at the Yellow Flash’s throat. “Those who break the rules are scum,” Kakashi sai

AUTHOR'S NOTE: NOTHING IN THIS EXTRA IS CONFIRMED CANON FOR THE UCHIHA EXPERIMENT. IT'S JUST PART OF ONE OF MANY POSSIBLE STORY PATHS THAT I HAVE NOT DECIDED ON YET. DO NOT ASSUME THAT ANY EVENTS MENTIONED WILL HAPPEN FOR SURE OR THAT ANY CHARACTERS WILL BE PRESENT AT THIS POINT IN THE STORY. A small bell chimed, signaling that a customer had entered the shop. Yamato looked up from his latest work. “Welcome, what can I- oh, hello Sai!” His former subordinate smiled in greeting. “Hello, Captain. I hope I'm not disturbing your work.” He glanced down at the ornate wooden sword Yamato held, covered with intricate designs

After what seemed like hours of waiting to Sasuke, muffled voices outside the door signaled the arrival of Naruto and his mystery helper. The door swung wide open. “Sasuke, I'm back!” Naruto called. Entering behind the blonde was Shikamaru Nara, their class’s lazy strategist and the only one among them to have been promoted to chuunin rank in the previous Chuunin Exams. His attitude belied his impressive IQ of two hundred, and his skill in combat. He looked at Sasuke and frowned. “So, he wasn't kidding, huh? What a drag.” Behind him walked Rock Lee, the taijutsu master from the grade above them. He wore a full

“Ughh… I feel so weird… What happened to me last night?” Sasuke Uchiha groaned as he sat up in bed. Something was very wrong. His body obeyed his command, but it felt oddly different from what it had felt like the day before. Bleary-eyed with sleep, Sasuke stumbled into his bathroom and turned on the sink. Splashing some cold water into his face helped to clear his vision, but when he looked in the mirror he almost wished it hadn't. Staring back at him was one of the most beautiful women the young Uchiha had ever seen, standing naked in his bathroom. She had long, jet black hair that tumbled artfully down her slim s

I'M BACK BITCHES! So, I've been away from writing on here for quite a while, and I've finally gotten back into it. I won't be posting super frequently, but I do have things I want to write. Who knows, maybe I'll continue Conry's Bar at some point. Anyway, I'm currently working on a story inspired by something I worked on with a friend who asked to remain anonymous. I've become rather fond of it, so I'll be working on it in here. It's an AU style fic(sort of but not really, I'm just altering events from Naruto :3) that I've gotten really into writing. Here's a sneak peek at what to expect: Rock Lee stood very still, watching and listening f

Conry was the brewer at the bar downtown, which he had built with his own two hands. Okay, maybe he did use magic, but so what? He still built it. Anyway, Conry used magic to enhance the drinks he made, making his bar very popular. Unfortunately, that kind of popularity attracted certain kinds of people who were... Bad for business. One such person was Nick, a local drunk. Upon hearing of how good Conry's drinks were, he knew he'd have to go check it out. Conry was happy to serve him for a little, but eventually Nick began to make himself know as a nuisance. "Hey, baby," he slurred to one girl chatting with her friends at a table, "you loo