Nutty-Scribbler

It is funny how the world goes on for others, when your own has crumbled into a million pieces. Whatever semblance of normality had disappeared along with his former teammate, rival, friend and brother. He had always believed that if he tried hard enough, he could do it. If he tried hard enough, he could make the village acknowledge his strength. If he tried hard enough, Sakura would like him as much as she likes Sasuke. If he tried hard enough, he could protect his precious people. If he tried hard enough, he could become Hokage. If he tried hard enough, he could keep his promises. If he tried hard enough, he could have saved Sasuke from O

- I - Kissing, Hinata decided, was certainly very nice. Especially when one's new boyfriend was very good at it. Not that she had any comparisons to make, but she never knew having someone else's tongue in your mouth could be so pleasurable. She finally understood why Tenten-nee and Neji-nii-san did it at every given opportunity. Really, there wasn't much privacy within the Hyuga compound. Not with so many pairs of capable-of-seeing-through-almost-anything-byakyugan running amok. At least, it was nice until one's highly overprotective elder cousin brother stormed in and roared, "What in Kami-sama's name are you two doing?!" The snogging c

"How can I forget him? He was my rival, my best friend, the brother I never had. My betrayer" - Naruto, Second Best Chapter 1 --- I never thought it would end this way. I had always looked forward to fighting you. By fighting you, I hoped to establish the two of us as equals, as peers. Maybe it will turn me into someone you can respect. In my fantasies of fighting you, I imagine we would be fighting in front of a large crowd, like the matches during the chuunin finals. The crowd would cheer us on but we wouldn't care, because we were too caught up in the exhilaration of the fight. In the end, only one of us would be standing but both of

Just a little too late It's always been this way, just a little too late. Tardiness is not a foreign to me. Just ask my genin-team. They know my tardiness very well too. Ahh, my genin-team, or more accurately, my former genin team. I love them so very much; they were my precious people after Obito and the Yondaime. Obito and Yondaime have left me, and now Sasuke and Naruto has followed their footsteps, too. Obito, who taught me kindness; Yondaime, who thought me responsibility; Naruto, who thought me perseverance; Sasuke, who reminded me so much of my old foolish self – all of them were my precious people. What is the use of my library of

--- I "6 years, such a long time; approximately one third of our lives, and we still have yet to let him go," she sighed. "Did you ever think we would?" her companion beside her asked stonily, as he gazed at the rushing waters below the bridge where they were standing; the same bridge that used to be the rendezvous point for the long dead team 7. It was a long time since they had stood together on that bridge; it seemed like only yesterday they were there together complaining of Kakashi's chronic lateness with their other teammate silently propped against a tree, wordlessly mocking their antics. Tonight, they were there, not by pre-arran