ALTERED CARBON; S01
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âExpect nothing. Only then can you be prepared for anything.â
âHave you always been such an asshole?âÂ
âAnd how do you decide who deserves to die?âÂ
âI have to admit that I have a grudging admiration for you.âÂ
âSometimes I come up here when I have decisions to make or difficulties to face.âÂ
âI donât know⌠how to be in this world without you.âÂ
âPeace is an illusion. And no matter how tranquil the world seems⌠peace doesnât last long. Peace is a struggle against our very nature. A skin we stretch over the bone, muscle, and sinew.âÂ
âThis is not how normal people start the day. Coffee, cereal maybe. Toast. Maybe even toast with another personâŚâÂ
âAll this trust is just making me tear up.âÂ
âIâll never see her again, not even to say goodbye. Do you know what thatâs like?âÂ
âWhat the fuck? What did you do to my goddamn door?âÂ
âSee, friends are overrated, âcause eventually, someone will come along and shoot âem. Youâre better off alone.âÂ
âYou twirl your fingers when youâre nervous, you know that?âÂ
âIf I were afraid, would you save me, [NAME]?âÂ
âWe stick together, [NAME]. Never face the monsters alone.âÂ
âFor just a few hours, stay out of trouble, okay?âÂ
âYou look so thin. Are you eating enough?âÂ
âThere are some things you canât kill your way out of.âÂ
âYou should know thereâs nothing I wonât do. Nothing, if it will save you.âÂ
âDivide et impera.âÂ
âWhen everyone lies, telling the truth isnât just rebellion. Itâs an act of revolution. So think carefully when you speak it, because the truth is a weapon.âÂ
âI told you before, weâre not friends. I donât owe you a goddamn thing.âÂ
âDonât talk to me again unless you have something useful to say, okay?âÂ
âThe guardsâll be fine. Well, except for the broken jaw and shattered leg.âÂ
âI could get you a car if youâd like. Or you could stay a while. With me.âÂ
âI believe Iâm the one offering to do the saving. Think about it. But donât take too long. Weâre running out of time.âÂ
âYou know, itâs getting easier to imagine putting holes in you every time you open your mouth.âÂ
âI appreciate that you are no quitter. But there is a time for letting go.âÂ
âStay with me, [name]. Hey! Hey, Iâm talking to you.âÂ
âDonât worry about him. Heâs fine. Just concentrate on staying alive.âÂ
âHey, hey. Stay awake! Stay awake! Open your eyes!âÂ
âThis is what you do, love. Stride across the centuries, and death follows, churning in your wake.âÂ
âLove isnât finite. Maybe life shouldnât be either. Maybe we should keep living, forever.âÂ
âHow could you believe that I would shoot you?âÂ
âI cannot speak for you, my friend, but I am here to kick great amounts of ass.âÂ
âI hate it when youâre smug.âÂ
âThe danger of living too long: you forget to fear death. We dismiss the Grim Reaper as a quaint metaphor. But fearing death⌠itâs good for you.âÂ
âI missed you so much.âÂ
âThis is the weakness of weapons. They are tools to kill and destroy. They are not what gives you power. You are the weapon. You are the killer and destroyer.âÂ
âI donât wanna die. I wanna live. I want us to see a million tomorrows.âÂ
âThatâs the hardest thing to get used to. Nothing survives. Nothing but us.âÂ
âYou look good. I could have sworn I broke your back.âÂ
âSo, what? I just⌠forgive you, like nothingâs happened?âÂ
âWhatever you think was happening between us⌠it didnât matter. It meant nothing to me.âÂ
âThrowing blades is an excellent way to increase oneâs hand-eye coordination.âÂ
âI think your relationship with honesty is passing at best.âÂ
âDo you love me? Itâs not a complicated question.âÂ
âIâll burn every one of them down, if thatâs what it takes to bring you back to me.âÂ
âI canât ever expect your forgiveness.âÂ
âYou got a lot to lose. I donât. Why donât you listen?âÂ
âI donât see the point in going through this sober.âÂ
âFair is for dead men and losers.âÂ
âYou can say goodbye later, when one of us is dead.âÂ
âYou lied to me. To me, [NAME]. The only person whoâs ever truly loved you.âÂ
âItâs gonna be okay. Itâs gonna be okay. I promise, itâs gonna be okay.âÂ
âI skipped over worry and went straight to full-on panic.âÂ
âIâll never give you up. If I ever give you up my heart will surely failâŚâÂ
âItâs time for you to evolve. Transformation is always painful. But I changed to make myself stronger. You can, too.âÂ
âThis is real power. Cutting away the things that make you weak one at a time. Embrace that power. Be on the winning side.âÂ
âThey were raw material. A means to an end to get the respect Iâm owed.âÂ
âYouâve become everything we fought against.âÂ
âThe look on her face. The look on her face when I pulled the trigger. It was almost relief.âÂ
âI may be many things, but I am not a murderer.âÂ
âWe have ruined each other. Havenât we?âÂ
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FRUITS BASKET (2019); V-VI
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âHey! You have a fever, and I told you to stay in bed!â
âI canât just stay in bed while youâre working so hard.â
âThank you, [NAME]. But itâs okay to get discouraged⌠or be selfish every once in a while.âÂ
âIâve always been a little dim, havenât I?â
âThatâs right. Iâve never been the brightest light bulb.â
âIt should have been obviousâŚÂ that the rice ball would never get to join the group.â
âStrawberries! I love those!â
âPlease make friends with me again, okay?â
âAre you done unpacking yet?â
âIâm sorry, [NAME]. Please donât think badly of them. Theyâre just unpleasant people, thatâs all.â
âOh, no, Iâm not trying to kick you out!â
âI donât think just âputting up with thingsâ suits you, [NAME].â
âI think you need something a little more than this place.â
âNo⌠I donât deserve to think I âneed moreââŚâ
âI have to be grateful for everything. Iâm⌠blessed. SoâŚÂ So I shouldnât sayâŚÂ that I want to go homeâŚ!â
âIs this selfish? Does this prove that Iâm too soft on myself?â
âYouâre distracting me. If you want to take a walk, do it outside.â
âSay what?! Are you picking a fight?!â
âOi! You just took us in a circle.â
âWhy should I have to feel so on edge the second you leave? I donât get it, and that puts me even more on edge!â
âThis is your fault! If you didnât want to leave, you shoulda said so!â
âIsnât a selfish request okay sometimes?â
âIf someone asked for selfish stuff every day, itâd piss me off. But in your case⌠Itâs okay to complain, or be selfish, or get discouraged every once in a while.â
âWh-What? Whatâs wrong?! Why are you crying?!â
âIâm the luckiest person in the world.â
âCongratulations on successfully capturing the princess!â
âYep, no problem! Leave all the fallout to me.â
âClearly this isnât a perfect home, but itâs yours if you want it⌠[NAME].â
âRice balls are easy finger food.â
âThe threatening look isnât effective while youâre in that outfit.â
âDid something just explode?â
âThank you, [NAME]! That was a brilliant diversionary tactic, and at great sacrifice!â
âIâm sorry. I thought you were cute, too.â
âYou know, itâs funny⌠When you say that, I kind of feel better.â
âI know youâd look cuter than I do. Much cuter.â
âQue serĂĄ, serĂĄ! Itâll work out.â
â[NAME], heâll get a big head if you praise him too much.â
âIâll show you. And if I win, you better dye your hair black!â
âFine, then if you lose, you bleach your hair till itâs white.â
âI already know I always ask for the moon.â
âUgh, I yelled too much. Now my throat hurts.â
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⨳ â SOFT ANGST;
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âThe only true love is unrequited love.âÂ
âWill I see you again?â
âSomeone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.âÂ
âI never could lie to you.âÂ
âPromise me youâll come back.âÂ
âAm I just a joke to you, [name]?âÂ
âThis is what you do, love. Stride across the centuries, and death follows, churning in your wake.âÂ
âYouâre making it personal. That doesnât help.âÂ
âIt was almost like a dream. âOh. Iâm not waking up. Why arenât I waking up?â I thought. That feeling never ended. It still hasnât ended.â
âI donât want to hear your suggestions for my personal life.âÂ
âHold me, at least once, before we say goodbye.âÂ
âI want to hug you once more, as soft as I can.âÂ
âFor whose sake⌠am I living now?âÂ
âCome back alive.â
âThank you⌠In the end, thatâs all I had to say.â
âI love you⌠In the end, thatâs all I had to say.â
âFor survival, I buried my dreams.â
âPerhaps youâre right. Neither of us is who we used to be.âÂ
âDonât go where I canât follow.â
âI aim to be lionhearted, but my hands still shake and my voice isnât quite loud enough.â
âLet me in! Tell me what youâre thinking!âÂ
âI just want to save you.âÂ
âWe are not the same, and never will be.â
âStop pretending this doesnât terrify you.â
âOf course it meant something.â
âDo you remember?â
âI canât help but love you, even though I try not to.âÂ
âI canât pretend itâs not the end.âÂ
âI said Iâd have courage, but I donât. Not anymore.âÂ
âYouâre a good liar.â
âYou jump, I jump. Remember?â
âThereâs nothing Iâd deny you, if you would not deny me.â
âDonât do it. Donât love me.âÂ
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minaa-munchâ:
The decorated porcelain had yet to find its new mark, yet a sliver of dread had already found its own; wound around his insides akin to the anticipation he had felt earlier.Â
Howâ?Â
As far as he was aware, the Namikaze were few and far in between and could mostly be found around trade routes and the Daimyoâs courts. None sans for himself and a dearly departed could ever claim to have crossed Konohaâs grand entrance gates and yet here was an almost mirror image of himself, from the tips of his bright locks to the nearly identical, yet lifeless hues to the slope of his jaw.Â
For a fleeting moment, he was tempted to consider the possibility that it was a cleverly employed henge to throw him off. There were enough of the jutsu out there, after all. The constant, familiar undercurrent of chakra emanating from the boy partially dismissed the notion. The Namikaze, as broken a clan as they were, were not the sort to prioritise blood purity over convenience, and Minato had learned to identify the specific shade of his own parentage well enough.Â
That didnât explain why this pseudo doppelganger had it though.Â
The Yondaimeâs gaze narrowed a fraction, lingering on the boy before gravitating towards the confiscated weapons at the corner of his desk. A brief pause later, and the very same was being offered to his shorter counterpart, with the Hokage a mere armâs length away. Â
âCheck.â
He had read the previous logs maintained by the Sandaime; there were numerous possibilities - numerous variables to consider, yet for some reason the coil of nervousness that had tightened anew would not waver.Â
 He knows the Yondaime is watching him carefully, and he canât say heâs surprised, or can blame him. Thatâs why he doesnât take the pouch when itâs help out to him, only taking out the kunai he needed and holding it out to the man, handle side facing him. He hoped this way, it would seem like he wasnât trying to wield it, and also the Hokage could study it for himself, to see it was genuine. Heâs silent as he does this, not speaking up until the kunai would be taken from his hands.
  âI guess you could say Iâm not exactly from here, but I am at the same time.â He stands stock still as he speaks, as if giving a mission report, instead of explaining to a Kage that was supposed to be dead to him why he wasnât, and why Naruto was standing before him. âAs Iâm sure you can tell, I have quite the large amount of chakra reserves, and my teachers deemed me possible to learn your jutsu.â He finally moves, turning his head to look out the window for a few moments. âI guess not----â
 He found himself curious, though. He knew a lot could change in just one or two years, but twelve? He wondered how different the village was, if it was different. His legs almost itched to walk among the streets, and he knew a part of that was just him getting antsy, (he didnât like standing still for too long, and this was starting to border on too long), but he kept himself still, turning his head back to the other to hopefully take his mind off it. He needed to focus.
  âI guess since you are still technically Hokage though, itâs alright to tell you this, then.â He gives a bow, speaking again once he straightens back up. âMy codename is Kitsune. My name is Naruto Uzumaki.â Though, only Tenzo really calls him by his name anymore, and only when theyâre not on duty, which is rare to the point where his own name sounds almost strange to his ears. Still, he figured heâd be asked anyways---- might as well just give the information now.
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shattered-by-sparksâ:
She understood that, perhaps better than most, and she just nods in agreement with him, leaning back in her seat, her palms cradling the cup in which her tea began to grow tepid. She wished ANBU wasnât the only path for him, in actuality it wasnât, not really. But Naruto felt he had a duty there, to be the silent assassin no one ever sees.Â
She would argue against the powers that be, to prevent him from treading this already dark path he seems to be heading down. ANBU would not help him there, just enable the darkness to manifest, teach him how to wield it as a weapon. But she couldnât.Â
It simply wasnât her place.Â
âMake sure you do, ne? Iâm going to miss these little meetings, otherwise.â
She tries to remain cheerful, for his sake more so than hers. Inside she is miserable, powerless, yet again, to stop a good man being corrupted by the ANBU ideal. Sheâd been here before with Kakashi, his mind warped against his usual basic human instincts. She dreads to think how it will effect Naruto.Â
 Heâs silent again, staring at her for a few moments. He knew he wouldnât be able to spend too much time with her anymore, between missions and training and one other thing. He knew an ANBU were not to have ties. He would have to keep his distance from her, but surely, that was for the best. The village wanted him as an operative, and who was he to argue. He had been at their mercy for this long. Might as well keep following where ever they took him.
 His head turns to a nearby window, watching the sun filtering through, hearing the muffled chirping of birds outside. He had found himself looking forwards to their quiet times, the pause in between studying and training a nice reprieve. He wonders, would he miss it as well? He had long killed most of his emotions, finding any remaining, lingering ones hard to identify. But, he supposes he would miss them. He supposes....heâd probably miss her as well. A small, quiet part of him wonders what would happen if he didnât survive. Would she be the only one to mourn him? Or would anyone truly care? He quickly shakes the thoughts off, turning back to her.
  âIâm sure weâll be meeting up again soon enough, Rin-san. Iâll do my best to survive until then.â
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 They had been having tea together, unsure the next time they would be able to see each other, just wanting to take a bit of time. To slow down and simply enjoy some good tea and good snacks and good company. Starting the next day, heâd officially be ANBU--- a life of blood and death and anonymity. If he minded, he didnât show it, his face as blank as ever, though his gaze seemed softer around Rin.
 Heâs taking a sip of his drink when he speaks up, pausing. The cup is rested on his lap, seeming to be rolling her words around in his head for a few moments. Itâs after a little bit of silence that he shakes his head just a bit, placing his cup down on the table in front of them. âI donât want to set the world on fire, Rin-san---â
  âI just want to survive to see the next day, like everyone else.â
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Song: The Fire by Puppet & The Eden Project
It was all very bittersweet, this moment. Though Rin was so very proud of what Naruto had achieved in his young years, there was an irrefutable ache in her chest at the thought that he would be leaving soon. Though the brunette wasnât officially privy to such information, she knew ANBU had called upon him, and it was now his duty to filter into the ranks.Â
But she would smile regardless, because this was the way it had to be. This was how he would continue to grow, to become the man he so desperately wanted to be.Â
âJust know, Naruto-kunâŚâ she started, unable to halt the tremble in her voice, and her lips, forcing her to pull them between her teeth before daring to continue. And what she said next was meant with the upmost positivity, to tell him, that he had the power to change the world.Â
â⌠you can set the world on fire. Nothing is stopping you.âÂ
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 He has a notepad, scribbling down notes every now and then as Obito talks, wanting to remember as much as what heâs saying as he can.
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how are you so quiet about it? your sadness i mean. how do you hold it in your chest, in your eyes, in your teeth without letting it speak; how does it stay still?
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âStop pretending this doesnât terrify you.â
  âIt doesnât.â His voice is flat, matter-of-fact. Thereâs nothing in his eyes that give him away, and while he is partially lying---- he also isnât. He supposes any normal person would be; stuck in a time that isnât his own, with no one he knows, and-- so far at least-- no way to really get back. But, well----
 Heâs not exactly normal, is he?
 He has no friends, no family-- there is no one for him to leave behind. He guesses thatâs why it was so easy to accept him into the ANBU. You canât cut ties with people if you donât have ties to cut. Sure, he likes Tenzo well enough-- he took good care of him, after all-- but he doubted the other saw him as anything more than a mission, at best. A monster he had to babysit, at worst. Thereâs nothing to be terrified of, in his eyes. All his disappearance will mean is that they lost track of the Kyuubi. There is no mourning for Naruto Uzumaki. And heâs fine with that.
 Isnât he?
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âI want to hug you once more, as soft as I can.â
 He blinks at her, wondering where that came from. He had been telling her about how they wouldnât be seeing each other as much anymore. It was official, Naruto was going to become an ANBU member. He was going to be busy with missions, as well as his training. And they had sat there in silence for a few moments. Until she had spoken up.
 If he had to use a word to describe it, Rin had always been....soft with him. She had taught him a lot on helping keep Kyuubiâs chakra in check, but she hadnât been harsh with his training. She had spoiled him in treats and hugs and so much more. Even as he slowly grew more distant to even her. And so, he canât turn down her request.
 His arms gently wrap around her, wanting to hold on to a moment of childishness one more time.
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