Analysis Of The Poem ' Sasuke '

The house grew darker as he travelled through, hoping he entered the right room. He stumbled over a pile of wood left from the flooring. Catching himself, he called out to the girl again.

“What story would you like to hear today, Chloe” asked Grandma Chica as Chloe walked into the house.

"If the media finds out you're pregnant and you two broke up they're going to slam Naruto." Sakura dryly chuckles everything always was about him in her life nowadays. They couldn't even have a regular conversation without his name popping up in the conversation.

He walked into the small room where he had spent most of his life when he wasn’t with Aiko and her family. He but the books he was carrying on his small self and walked over to his bed. He laid down on the straw mat that had become so comfortable.

Yuki slowly opens her eyes letting a single ray of light pass through the darkness. In that light she sees a gallant young man kneeling over her holding a katana in his other hand. The young man was uncomfortable close to her. If she was not shaking from fear, Yuki would have thought of him handsome. His hair flows green down the back of his ears, complementing a thick green scarf around his neck.

“Natsu, I need you to try to do this. We need to do this to protect the world, Fiore, Magnolia, Fairy Tail, Nazahah, and Lucy,” Erza told me and I gulped as I nodded.

"W-wait!" Alphys yelled out. Naruto stopped. "I...I….I….I've been lying to you about everything. I purposely told you all the wrong directions because I didn't want to tell you the truth...but we're here now...and I have to tell you."

   “Makoto, thanks for taking me in as a child and giving me a home, a family, to belong to.” She hides her face as he nods and walks out of the sanctuary. Hours of meditation had past ‘till she had made her decision.

The first time Naruto admits it, he's drunk and he's lying on Kiba's couch. He's already told Hinata that he's not coming home that night. He doesn't want his kids to see him like this. Kiba's sitting on the chair beside him. You'd think Naruto would be a silly drunk, but he's not. He's staring up at the ceiling with the most serious face Kiba's ever seen him have. He says, "I can't do this anymore. I don't love her." When Kiba turns to look at him in shock, he's already passed out cold on the couch.

Itachi looked back to Naruto. "If you can't fight, then you'll just have to get out of the way."

"You and Jean were getting very close only two days after I warned you to stay away from him, hm?" She tilted her head slightly. Armin's body became stiff as he studied the two boys behind her. One had a dark hair color, and long stature, he had to be at least 6'3; Armin recognized him as Bertolt, the boy who never spoke much to anyone. And the other boy, who was slightly shorter, had a blonde buzz-cut, and was smirking down at him. It was Reiner, the school's star quarterback.

“Will Miko go to school too?” Itawamba asked the man as he walked into the room.

"I'm from Japan, which means I'll probably go to Mahoutokoro like my older sister." Yuri looked like he was about to

‘I wonder if they know the feeling of losing their sanity because of those around them. Psh, yeah right, they don’t have to deal with so much hate directed at them.’ Naruto bitterly thought as he snuck home, or a crappy rundown apartment that the door didn’t lock so the villagers could walk right in beat him up and steal his belongings while saying “a demon like you don’t deserve belongings but you do deserve a good

Kiba's eye twitched, “Whats surprising about catching Naruto in 'Ichiraku'? He might as well live here, he's here so often.” Kiba thought to himself looking over at the blond who was now clasping the others hand tightly as if they were going to arm wrestle, Kiba sighs pinching the bridge of his nose, “These two are a mess.” He mused.