Post by Rockinmuffin on Sept 5, 2006 5:20:15 GMT -5
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Since I know that guys hate it when all the CYOA stories are intended for girls, I decided to write a Naruto CYOA that boys can read too. That’s right, this story is unisex; both genders can read it. ^_^ YAY! I’m so awesome. BOW TO ME! Then again, I hate not writing for a definite gender so chances are that I’ll make you pick your gender eventually (or right in this chapter) so then you can get some romance in the story as well without me changing your sexuality or gender. ^_^ But, you won’t be able to choose your adventure until I get to the part where you reveal your gender. That’ll make it easier for me. And, this story is probably going to be more fast-paced than my other stories. And more random, hopefully.
Okay, time to set the mood. You’re a ninja. You’re evil and proud of it. (Or so you like to think.) You want to take over the world, starting with the village of Konohagakure. Why? Because you don’t like leaves. They deserve to suffer the pain of one thousand deaths. Don’t like it? Well tough cookies, cuz I ownz your soul! xD
WARNING: This story may contain SPOILERS because I like to cheat and look for things on the internet. If you don’t feel like ruining the storyline for yourself then I suggest you turn back now. I’m not positive that there’ll be spoilers, but I wouldn’t be surprised if I let some secret info accidentally slip out. Also, there will be lots of naughty language, OOCness, and chances are that I’m going to be making fun of one of your favorite characters, seeing as I plan on making fun of everyone. It’s only fair. ^_^ If you can’t stand someone poking fun at your favorite character then go away or risk being offended. I’d also like to state that I don’t dislike a single character from Naruto, so remember, I’m making fun of people that I like and respect.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto because if I did then I would make sure Kisame lived in my fishbowl and Kakashi-sensei never wore a shirt… Or pants. *Drools from mental image*
The village of Konohagakure; a village hidden away in the grass and home to many great and powerful shinobi. A mildly peaceful village (considering it was full of ninjas) ruled by a wise and powerful Hokage. A village that-
“I shall rule over! Mwahahahahahahahahaha!” you cackled maniacally as you looked down at the little village hidden in the leaves, which really wasn’t that hidden if you think about it because you had found it with ease, then again you are an evil mastermind in the making and if this isn’t a run-on sentence then the authoress doesn’t know what is.
You quickly donned your evil black cloak of… cloakiness (patent-pending) and wrapped yourself up, shrouding yourself in the darkness of it and creating a mysterious enigma that would make all the fanboys and fangirls fawn over you like the pathetic love-sick puppies they are. You glared down at the ninja village that stood in your way of world domination and sneered. Oh yes, you would have fun destroying it. You would savor the looks of fear and hate in the eyes of the villagers as you demolished the town they worked so hard to build and protect. You would enjoy watching it burn to the ground.
With the grace and agility of a drunken sloth, you leapt from your hiding place in the treetops and landed oh-so-gracefully on your buttocks. After you collected yourself, taking a moment to brush the dirt off your awesome cloak, you narrowed your eyes at all the villagers that had stopped to stare at you. Everyone’s eyes were on the strange cloaked person that had seemed to have fallen from the heavens into their little village. As they all stared at you in awe, eyes wide, you decided this would be the perfect time for your big I’m gonna rule you all speech.
“Residents of Konoha!” you started in a loud, booming voice, further gaining everyone’s attention. “Cower before me and my awesome power! Shake and quiver in fear for your pathetic lives, for today shall be the day of your village’s destruction! If you wish for me to spare your lives then I suggest you swallow your pride and accept me as your new master and cater to my every whim. Now kneel; kneel before me and beg for your lives while you still have the chance!”
You smirked evilly as you glanced at the residents of the village to take note of their reactions. However, your expression faltered when you realized that most of the villagers had turned away from you and decided that if they ignored you then you would go away. The ones that weren’t ignoring you were either giving you queer looks, glaring at you for you rude behavior, or unsuccessfully resisting the urge to point and laugh at you.
You pouted slightly, then, remembering that pouting was not a very evil thing to do, you quickly changed your expression into an angry glare. “Foolish mortals! You’ll regret not taking heed of my word! All of you shall burn slowly and painfully along with your miserable village! I’ll take great pleasure in your screams of pain as I-mmph!”
You found your evil speech interrupted by something being thrown into your mouth with great aim. Something… tasty. You quickly swallowed the strange food substance, not bothering to first check whether it was poisoned or not, then turned towards the direction it had come from only to be met face to face with a… face… a boy’s face… that was currently glaring at you with coal-black eyes.
You scooted back, not enjoying the odd boy’s closeness one bit. (If you’re a girl, you felt he was too close for comfort, and if you’re a guy… Well, do I really need to explain why you would back away? Lol.) Now that the boy was no longer in your personal space bubble, you could see that he had dark raven black hair that stuck up in a shape that reminded you of a cockatoo. It was hard to notice anything else about his appearance; you were distracted by his hair.
“Damn you, you stupid emo bastard!” You and the cockatoo-head-boy turned to see a boy with blonde, spiky hair and a ridiculous orange jumpsuit pointing accusingly at Cockatoo-head, his eyes flaming in rage. “How dare you waste my beloved ramen!”
The boy in the orange jumpsuit charged toward Cockatoo-head, who stepped aside just as the blonde was about to collide into him…
…Causing the blonde to collide with you instead.
Cockatoo-head stared down at you and the blonde boy, smirking as he crossed his arms. “Heh. Moron.”
“Get offa’ me!” you screamed, pushing the boy in the ugly orange jumpsuit off of you. You felt violated. You didn’t like having boys lying on top of you… It just seemed so… wrong. You quickly stood up and brushed the dirt off of your awesome pimpin’ coat of darkness, then glared at Blondie and Cockatoo-head. “All right, what’s the meaning of this?! How dare you two have the audacity to ignore my personal space! You two shall be the first to die by my hands, you- mmph!” Once again, you were interrupted by the delicious food product thrown in your mouth.
“STOP WASTING MY RAMEN, SASUKE!” Blondie pounced on top of Cockatoo-head… ergh, I mean, Sasuke… and tackled him to the ground. You watched in bored disinterest as they rolled around in the dirt while they bit, scratched, pinched, slapped, poked, and beat the living snot out of each other.
Well, this wasn’t how you planned to spend your time in Konohagure, but at least it was entertaining. Still, you had better things to do with your time, and you would not tolerate these blithering fools to shave another second off your life. After all, you want to take over the world while you’re still young and attractive so you can be both feared and lusted for. Yup, that sounded like a good plan to you.
Using your all-powerful evil genius skills, you picked up a pointed stick that oh-so-conveniently appeared out of a random plot-hole by your feet and started to poke Sasuke and the blonde boy whose name you didn’t know with it.
Oh yeah; you’re so badass.
“Hey, you, stupid peoples; stop acting stupid or I’ll be forced to gouge out your eyes with this stick! Or, if that doesn’t work, I’ll… give you a splinter. It won’t hurt that much, but, uh… it will be very uncomfortable. ..And may cause… an infection. Or… anal bleeding... if I poke it in the right place…”
“…” The boys stopped their fighting in favor of staring at you oddly.
“…Fear me. Rawr.”
“…” More staring.
“Ahem! Well, now that I have your attention…” You took a moment to clear your throat in an authoritarian manner. Now, how clearing one’s throat can make someone appear authoritarian is beyond the authoress’ comprehension, but for the sake of the story let’s continue onward before this rambling gets any further off track. “Who are you people and why does the Cockatoo-head keep throwing food in my mouth like I’m some kind of zoo-monkey?!”
Sasuke visibly twitched. “Cockatoo-head…?”
“I’m Naruto Uzumaki! BELIEVE IT!” the blond boy shouted in your face. You glared at him but he either didn’t care or didn’t notice. “I’m gonna be the next hokage and everyone will love and adore me even though I have an evil fox demon sealed inside my belly and then I’ll marry Sakura-chan and we’ll have lots of pink-haired babies together because even though I know that Sakura only lusts after Sasuke, I’m completely oblivious to the fact that Hinata stalks me and has dirty fantasies about me!”
You stared at him, unblinking. “…’Kay.”
“And that Cockatoo-head over there,” he pointed towards the other boy, “goes by the name of Sasuke. Stay away from him. He’s mean and broody and he’s all emo cuz his older brother killed his entire clan so now his only thoughts are of revenge and killing his brother. And he stole my ramen and threw it at your mouth to make you shut up cuz your evil rants were giving him a headache. NO ONE WASTES MY RAMEN, DAMMIT! So that’s why I had to smack Sasuke like the bitch he is. Believe it!”
YOU:
NARUTO: ^__^
SASUKE: -__-
(The scene sort of resembled what's in the picture below, at least, if you ignore the background that looks like it was drawn by a four-year-old...)
Sasuke came up behind Naruto and bopped him on the head with his fist. “Moron.” Then, while Naruto was distracted by the pain in his noggin, Sasuke took advantage of the situation and pushed Naruto’s face into the dirt. As Naruto started gagging and rolling around on the ground as he choked on the dirt that had lodged itself within his throat and nostrils, Sasuke turned back towards you and glared with narrowed eyes. “What makes you think that you can come into a ninja village and threaten us? You’re lucky you’re not dead yet. Now, leave our village before I’m forced to kill you. You’re interrupting my angsting time.”
You quirked an eyebrow. “You have a designated angsting time? Wow. You are, like, soooooo emo.”
Sasuke glared at you. “It’s people like you that made me emo.”
“You know,” Naruto started, “If you think about it, dirt is a lot like ramen, except instead of noodles you get juicy earth worms. Yum, worms! …I mean, er, ramen. Yup, yummy ramen and not earth worms cuz I don’t secretly eat worms when no one’s looking. No-sir-eeeeeee!”
“Quiet, moron!” Sasuke commanded as he stepped on Naruto’s head. “Can’t you see I’m trying to be cool?! Now be quiet! I need to hear the sound of the drool pouring out of the mouths of all my fangirls! Now, as I was saying, I-”
Suddenly, the angsty emo boy that you knew as Sasuke stopped in mid-sentence. His left eye twitched and his pupils shrank. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end and his spinal chord shivered. You couldn’t understand what could possibly make the emotionless boy react in such a way.
And then… you heard it.
“Sasuke-kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!”
A shrill, high-pitched, girly voice echoed throughout the entire village. You looked out in the distance to where the voice seemed to originate. At first you couldn’t see anything, but soon, a small figure appeared. You squinted your eyes carefully, trying to get a better look at the person as it/he/she grew closer and closer. Soon the figure was close enough that you could observe it without squinting. You noticed that it was a girl; despite her lack of curves it was still easy to see. She had short pink hair and eyes that were the loveliest and most unique shade of green you had ever seen. Her face lit up once she spotted Sasuke (who had gathered himself together just in time so the girl wouldn’t see him in his weakened state) and she immediately ran over to him. She smiled brightly at Sasuke, whom ignored her, then frowned lightly as she saw Naruto who was still lying face-first in the dirt since Sasuke hadn’t removed his foot from the back of the other boy’s head.
“NARUTO!” she screamed, her face taking on angry, demonic features that were enough to make you quiver. “WHAT DID YOU DO TO SASUKE?!” The pink-haired girl wasted no time in kicking Naruto in the side repeatedly while Sasuke kept him pinned down.
You couldn’t help but notice how evil and fierce the girl was. Perhaps she would make a good evil henchman? You decided you’d ask her later before you set fire to the stupid leaf village. And if she refused then you’d set her hair on fire. Because henchmen are fun but fire is funner… ergh, that’s not a word…. More fun.
It was a win/win situation for you.
You sighed, easily growing bored of their antics, and threw your previously-mentioned stick towards the group. You almost smiled when you saw it connect with the back of Sasuke’s head, but you stopped yourself just in time. Evil mastermind villains don’t smile; they smirk.
Sasuke was currently twitching, most likely resisting the urge to kill you, while Sakura was screaming at you; something along the lines of “HOW DARE YOU HURT SASUKE-KUN! I’LL RIP OUT YOUR INTESTINES AND STRANGLE YOU WITH THEM!” You ignored the death threats and concentrated on the reason why you threw the stick in the first place.
“Uh…”
Sadly… You forgot. Sucks to have a short attention span and short-term memory loss, doesn’t it?
“Oh wow! Look! A distraction!” You sped away as the three ninjas looked towards where you were pointing, which just so happened to be where Orochimaru was trying to sneak into the village so he could hide under Sasuke’s bed and finally get Sasuke’s body. The three ninjas immediately attacked the poor, sexually-confused snake man and forgot all about the strange cloaked figure.
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Since I know that guys hate it when all the CYOA stories are intended for girls, I decided to write a Naruto CYOA that boys can read too. That’s right, this story is unisex; both genders can read it. ^_^ YAY! I’m so awesome. BOW TO ME! Then again, I hate not writing for a definite gender so chances are that I’ll make you pick your gender eventually (or right in this chapter) so then you can get some romance in the story as well without me changing your sexuality or gender. ^_^ But, you won’t be able to choose your adventure until I get to the part where you reveal your gender. That’ll make it easier for me. And, this story is probably going to be more fast-paced than my other stories. And more random, hopefully.
Okay, time to set the mood. You’re a ninja. You’re evil and proud of it. (Or so you like to think.) You want to take over the world, starting with the village of Konohagakure. Why? Because you don’t like leaves. They deserve to suffer the pain of one thousand deaths. Don’t like it? Well tough cookies, cuz I ownz your soul! xD
WARNING: This story may contain SPOILERS because I like to cheat and look for things on the internet. If you don’t feel like ruining the storyline for yourself then I suggest you turn back now. I’m not positive that there’ll be spoilers, but I wouldn’t be surprised if I let some secret info accidentally slip out. Also, there will be lots of naughty language, OOCness, and chances are that I’m going to be making fun of one of your favorite characters, seeing as I plan on making fun of everyone. It’s only fair. ^_^ If you can’t stand someone poking fun at your favorite character then go away or risk being offended. I’d also like to state that I don’t dislike a single character from Naruto, so remember, I’m making fun of people that I like and respect.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto because if I did then I would make sure Kisame lived in my fishbowl and Kakashi-sensei never wore a shirt… Or pants. *Drools from mental image*
The village of Konohagakure; a village hidden away in the grass and home to many great and powerful shinobi. A mildly peaceful village (considering it was full of ninjas) ruled by a wise and powerful Hokage. A village that-
“I shall rule over! Mwahahahahahahahahaha!” you cackled maniacally as you looked down at the little village hidden in the leaves, which really wasn’t that hidden if you think about it because you had found it with ease, then again you are an evil mastermind in the making and if this isn’t a run-on sentence then the authoress doesn’t know what is.
You quickly donned your evil black cloak of… cloakiness (patent-pending) and wrapped yourself up, shrouding yourself in the darkness of it and creating a mysterious enigma that would make all the fanboys and fangirls fawn over you like the pathetic love-sick puppies they are. You glared down at the ninja village that stood in your way of world domination and sneered. Oh yes, you would have fun destroying it. You would savor the looks of fear and hate in the eyes of the villagers as you demolished the town they worked so hard to build and protect. You would enjoy watching it burn to the ground.
With the grace and agility of a drunken sloth, you leapt from your hiding place in the treetops and landed oh-so-gracefully on your buttocks. After you collected yourself, taking a moment to brush the dirt off your awesome cloak, you narrowed your eyes at all the villagers that had stopped to stare at you. Everyone’s eyes were on the strange cloaked person that had seemed to have fallen from the heavens into their little village. As they all stared at you in awe, eyes wide, you decided this would be the perfect time for your big I’m gonna rule you all speech.
“Residents of Konoha!” you started in a loud, booming voice, further gaining everyone’s attention. “Cower before me and my awesome power! Shake and quiver in fear for your pathetic lives, for today shall be the day of your village’s destruction! If you wish for me to spare your lives then I suggest you swallow your pride and accept me as your new master and cater to my every whim. Now kneel; kneel before me and beg for your lives while you still have the chance!”
You smirked evilly as you glanced at the residents of the village to take note of their reactions. However, your expression faltered when you realized that most of the villagers had turned away from you and decided that if they ignored you then you would go away. The ones that weren’t ignoring you were either giving you queer looks, glaring at you for you rude behavior, or unsuccessfully resisting the urge to point and laugh at you.
You pouted slightly, then, remembering that pouting was not a very evil thing to do, you quickly changed your expression into an angry glare. “Foolish mortals! You’ll regret not taking heed of my word! All of you shall burn slowly and painfully along with your miserable village! I’ll take great pleasure in your screams of pain as I-mmph!”
You found your evil speech interrupted by something being thrown into your mouth with great aim. Something… tasty. You quickly swallowed the strange food substance, not bothering to first check whether it was poisoned or not, then turned towards the direction it had come from only to be met face to face with a… face… a boy’s face… that was currently glaring at you with coal-black eyes.
You scooted back, not enjoying the odd boy’s closeness one bit. (If you’re a girl, you felt he was too close for comfort, and if you’re a guy… Well, do I really need to explain why you would back away? Lol.) Now that the boy was no longer in your personal space bubble, you could see that he had dark raven black hair that stuck up in a shape that reminded you of a cockatoo. It was hard to notice anything else about his appearance; you were distracted by his hair.
“Damn you, you stupid emo bastard!” You and the cockatoo-head-boy turned to see a boy with blonde, spiky hair and a ridiculous orange jumpsuit pointing accusingly at Cockatoo-head, his eyes flaming in rage. “How dare you waste my beloved ramen!”
The boy in the orange jumpsuit charged toward Cockatoo-head, who stepped aside just as the blonde was about to collide into him…
…Causing the blonde to collide with you instead.
Cockatoo-head stared down at you and the blonde boy, smirking as he crossed his arms. “Heh. Moron.”
“Get offa’ me!” you screamed, pushing the boy in the ugly orange jumpsuit off of you. You felt violated. You didn’t like having boys lying on top of you… It just seemed so… wrong. You quickly stood up and brushed the dirt off of your awesome pimpin’ coat of darkness, then glared at Blondie and Cockatoo-head. “All right, what’s the meaning of this?! How dare you two have the audacity to ignore my personal space! You two shall be the first to die by my hands, you- mmph!” Once again, you were interrupted by the delicious food product thrown in your mouth.
“STOP WASTING MY RAMEN, SASUKE!” Blondie pounced on top of Cockatoo-head… ergh, I mean, Sasuke… and tackled him to the ground. You watched in bored disinterest as they rolled around in the dirt while they bit, scratched, pinched, slapped, poked, and beat the living snot out of each other.
Well, this wasn’t how you planned to spend your time in Konohagure, but at least it was entertaining. Still, you had better things to do with your time, and you would not tolerate these blithering fools to shave another second off your life. After all, you want to take over the world while you’re still young and attractive so you can be both feared and lusted for. Yup, that sounded like a good plan to you.
Using your all-powerful evil genius skills, you picked up a pointed stick that oh-so-conveniently appeared out of a random plot-hole by your feet and started to poke Sasuke and the blonde boy whose name you didn’t know with it.
Oh yeah; you’re so badass.
“Hey, you, stupid peoples; stop acting stupid or I’ll be forced to gouge out your eyes with this stick! Or, if that doesn’t work, I’ll… give you a splinter. It won’t hurt that much, but, uh… it will be very uncomfortable. ..And may cause… an infection. Or… anal bleeding... if I poke it in the right place…”
“…” The boys stopped their fighting in favor of staring at you oddly.
“…Fear me. Rawr.”
“…” More staring.
“Ahem! Well, now that I have your attention…” You took a moment to clear your throat in an authoritarian manner. Now, how clearing one’s throat can make someone appear authoritarian is beyond the authoress’ comprehension, but for the sake of the story let’s continue onward before this rambling gets any further off track. “Who are you people and why does the Cockatoo-head keep throwing food in my mouth like I’m some kind of zoo-monkey?!”
Sasuke visibly twitched. “Cockatoo-head…?”
“I’m Naruto Uzumaki! BELIEVE IT!” the blond boy shouted in your face. You glared at him but he either didn’t care or didn’t notice. “I’m gonna be the next hokage and everyone will love and adore me even though I have an evil fox demon sealed inside my belly and then I’ll marry Sakura-chan and we’ll have lots of pink-haired babies together because even though I know that Sakura only lusts after Sasuke, I’m completely oblivious to the fact that Hinata stalks me and has dirty fantasies about me!”
You stared at him, unblinking. “…’Kay.”
“And that Cockatoo-head over there,” he pointed towards the other boy, “goes by the name of Sasuke. Stay away from him. He’s mean and broody and he’s all emo cuz his older brother killed his entire clan so now his only thoughts are of revenge and killing his brother. And he stole my ramen and threw it at your mouth to make you shut up cuz your evil rants were giving him a headache. NO ONE WASTES MY RAMEN, DAMMIT! So that’s why I had to smack Sasuke like the bitch he is. Believe it!”
YOU:
NARUTO: ^__^
SASUKE: -__-
(The scene sort of resembled what's in the picture below, at least, if you ignore the background that looks like it was drawn by a four-year-old...)
Sasuke came up behind Naruto and bopped him on the head with his fist. “Moron.” Then, while Naruto was distracted by the pain in his noggin, Sasuke took advantage of the situation and pushed Naruto’s face into the dirt. As Naruto started gagging and rolling around on the ground as he choked on the dirt that had lodged itself within his throat and nostrils, Sasuke turned back towards you and glared with narrowed eyes. “What makes you think that you can come into a ninja village and threaten us? You’re lucky you’re not dead yet. Now, leave our village before I’m forced to kill you. You’re interrupting my angsting time.”
You quirked an eyebrow. “You have a designated angsting time? Wow. You are, like, soooooo emo.”
Sasuke glared at you. “It’s people like you that made me emo.”
“You know,” Naruto started, “If you think about it, dirt is a lot like ramen, except instead of noodles you get juicy earth worms. Yum, worms! …I mean, er, ramen. Yup, yummy ramen and not earth worms cuz I don’t secretly eat worms when no one’s looking. No-sir-eeeeeee!”
“Quiet, moron!” Sasuke commanded as he stepped on Naruto’s head. “Can’t you see I’m trying to be cool?! Now be quiet! I need to hear the sound of the drool pouring out of the mouths of all my fangirls! Now, as I was saying, I-”
Suddenly, the angsty emo boy that you knew as Sasuke stopped in mid-sentence. His left eye twitched and his pupils shrank. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end and his spinal chord shivered. You couldn’t understand what could possibly make the emotionless boy react in such a way.
And then… you heard it.
“Sasuke-kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!”
A shrill, high-pitched, girly voice echoed throughout the entire village. You looked out in the distance to where the voice seemed to originate. At first you couldn’t see anything, but soon, a small figure appeared. You squinted your eyes carefully, trying to get a better look at the person as it/he/she grew closer and closer. Soon the figure was close enough that you could observe it without squinting. You noticed that it was a girl; despite her lack of curves it was still easy to see. She had short pink hair and eyes that were the loveliest and most unique shade of green you had ever seen. Her face lit up once she spotted Sasuke (who had gathered himself together just in time so the girl wouldn’t see him in his weakened state) and she immediately ran over to him. She smiled brightly at Sasuke, whom ignored her, then frowned lightly as she saw Naruto who was still lying face-first in the dirt since Sasuke hadn’t removed his foot from the back of the other boy’s head.
“NARUTO!” she screamed, her face taking on angry, demonic features that were enough to make you quiver. “WHAT DID YOU DO TO SASUKE?!” The pink-haired girl wasted no time in kicking Naruto in the side repeatedly while Sasuke kept him pinned down.
You couldn’t help but notice how evil and fierce the girl was. Perhaps she would make a good evil henchman? You decided you’d ask her later before you set fire to the stupid leaf village. And if she refused then you’d set her hair on fire. Because henchmen are fun but fire is funner… ergh, that’s not a word…. More fun.
It was a win/win situation for you.
You sighed, easily growing bored of their antics, and threw your previously-mentioned stick towards the group. You almost smiled when you saw it connect with the back of Sasuke’s head, but you stopped yourself just in time. Evil mastermind villains don’t smile; they smirk.
Sasuke was currently twitching, most likely resisting the urge to kill you, while Sakura was screaming at you; something along the lines of “HOW DARE YOU HURT SASUKE-KUN! I’LL RIP OUT YOUR INTESTINES AND STRANGLE YOU WITH THEM!” You ignored the death threats and concentrated on the reason why you threw the stick in the first place.
“Uh…”
Sadly… You forgot. Sucks to have a short attention span and short-term memory loss, doesn’t it?
“Oh wow! Look! A distraction!” You sped away as the three ninjas looked towards where you were pointing, which just so happened to be where Orochimaru was trying to sneak into the village so he could hide under Sasuke’s bed and finally get Sasuke’s body. The three ninjas immediately attacked the poor, sexually-confused snake man and forgot all about the strange cloaked figure.
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