• "Alright, Tsunade. I got the box," said Robert wearily. "Oh, by the way, what's in it," he

    said handing the box to the old man beside the desk.

    "After all the trouble that you went through, I guess I could show," said the old man.

    "Here, look."

    "Cigars?!? I was turned into a fricken pincushion for cigars?!? Son of a -"

    "Hey! Watch your tongue around the Lady Fifth," yelled the Hokage advisor.

    "Easy, it's alright. He was kinda raised like that," said Tsunade.

    "Whatever, I'm gonna get these arrows removed. See ya, Tsunade. Couldn't have been

    the good Cubans, they had to be the crapy ones too," he said as he walked out the door. As

    soon as the door closed, he had to put his hand on the wall to steady himself. Damn, I lost alot of blood. I'm startin' to get dizzy. Gotta get these arrows removed, he thought to himself.



    "AAAAAHHHH!!! DAMMIT, THAT HURTS!!!!"

    "Well, it wouldn't hurt as much if you took the sedatives. I honestly don't know how Tsunade-sama put up with you for fifteen years. Be prepared, I'm pulling another one out," warned Shizune.

    "GOD, DAMMIT!!! THAT HURTS!"

    "If you don't mind my asking," Robert nodded in response, "it's almost the aniversery, isn't it?"

    "Yeah, it is. s**t, that hurts," he said through clenched teeth. "You just had to pull that one out while I was talking, didn't you?"

    "Well, that’s the last arrow. Are you going this year?"

    "Thanks, Shizune; and no, I'm not," he said putting on his shirt.

    "You're not gonna pay respects this year? Why?"

    "Because Naome isn't here, she and her team are off on a mission."

    = for those who don't know, Naome (Japanese pronunciation, not English) is his half sister. she is six months older than Robert. they have the same father, but two different mothers. Robert is a mix, two clan breeds in one body [wolf/dragon] and Naome is a full breed [wolf (not derogatory)]. mixes are generally weaker and die soon after birth. their tribe (not clan. clans are within tribes they are they are from) is from the far west and thousands of years before, their ancestors made pacts with demons for tremendous power, at a tremendous cost=

    "Robert-sama!"

    "Who are you? Another fan girl," Robert questioned.

    "I'm a messenger for Lady Fifth. She requests your presence immediately. It's about Naome and her students."

    "What!?! Move! out of my way!"



    "Tsunade," Robert yelled rushing into her office with Shizune following after him.

    "She and her team were doing a mission in the nation west of the Village Hidden in the Rain. They were captured by the same organized thief guild that you hit last night. Go and make up a team to go rescue them and destroy the fortress. Leave nothing standing."

    "I don't need a team, I'll do it alone. They've gotta learn what happen when you mess with the Oni Tribe," Robert said with pure hatred.



    No need to lure them down, I'll just go all out on them. No survivors this time, he thought as he was getting into the same vantage point he was in the night before. He then clenched his right hand into a fist, drew back, the hit the wall with full force. At first, it looked like nothing happened, then a small crack started to appear on the wall, then the whole side of the wall shattered, killing the men on top of it.

    "Knock, knock. Remember me," he said in a very creepy tone of voice.

    "It's him! Kill him now! ATTACK," bellowed the new guard leader.

    When the guards started running toward him, he began to draw his diamond katana and cut through them with a blindingly fast quick draw, then took down the new guard leader all in the same motion.

    Down in the dungeon, Naome and her team were waiting for someone to come down and kill them; then they heard the door open. Expecting a guard to come down, she draws a hidden knife and waits at the door of their cell. All she saw as the door opened was a shadow, so she stabbed the man standing in front of her. When her eyes adjusted to the light, she realize that the person she stabbed was her younger brother, Robert.

    "So that's the thanks I get for coming down here to rescue you four, a knife to the chest. Now how exactly did you get yourselves into this mess? Oh, yeah, the knife kinda hurts, too."

    That’s when she remembered the knife she was holding was still in him.

    "Oh, sorry; I thought you were a guard."

    "Anyway, you guys need to get out of here soon; I'm gonna rig this place to explode. You might not wanna be caught in the explosion."

    Two minutes later, Robert makes it to the rondevous point just as the place is blown into nothingness.

    "Jesus Christ, Robert! Just how much explosives did you use?!?!"

    "You really don't want to know, Naome."

    "Oh, sorry about stabbing you, 'nii-san."

    "It's alright. Hey, I've got an idea!"

    "What," questioned Naome.

    "I'm buyin' everyone ramen when we get home," Robert exclaimed.

    "You and your ramen," remarked Naome. "Fine, I'm taking you up on that offer."

    That was three weeks before they came back.