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Ninpocho Chronicles

Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.

Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.

Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.

The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.

This is Ninpocho Chronicles.

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Is this goodbye? [private]

Ouch. Kitanai stared at him for a long while. They had yet to really right, which was healthy, but at the same time there was no reason to. She hadn't exactly wanted to keep secrets, but at the same time, the two of them were so private... Kitanai started to figure it was better that she would have kept her mouth shut. It wouldn't have damaged anything to stay quiet, and at the same time she had hoped by telling it something would strengthen. But she felt the stick start to bend, and it was going to break. She was getting nervous... Really nervous.

Kita turned off the water, grabbing a towel as Saemon spoke. She had taken his 'clean' cue as that he wanted to get out. She handed him a towel, wrapping one around her body, and flipping her hair down to wrap another around her hair. "Im not going to stand here and tell you it was someone's fault." Her body leaned back to look at Saemon, a weak and nervous smile crossing her face, "I could blame it on my childhood, or on the orphanage, but I won't. Because that would be a lie. There were other choices. There was patience that could be applied." Her head would turn, wiping her hand under her eye to clear the black from under them.

"I was an idiot-- no, I am an idiot. And I can stand here and admit that," The beautiful, and still rather nervous woman turned to him, that smile coming back as though to convince him, "I fucked up. I don't do it anymore. I stopped years ago," She knew he was hanging onto the escort deal-- who wouldn't? "I'm sorry, Saemon." There it was again. That awkward, very unpracticed apology. She was terrible at them, and yet, she tried, right?
 
Saemon sighed and pulled his own towel on after it was offered to him. It was a little small and came up high on his thighs. He would need to get some for himself to keep at her house.

He stepped out and let himself drip on the small carpeted pad next to the shower while Kiti could get out too. So much emotional crap today, so many changes...he threw it all out the window. Fuck... He looked at her with her hair up in a towel and saw who she was, not what she used to be. Whatever she was... isn't what she is now. He knew he wouldn't be able to smash his jealousy completely or be 100% alright with what she'd picked for her life, but he could accept her.

He reached out and pulled her back to him with one arm and brushed his hand over her cheek with the other. "No, I'm sorry, Koneko." he leaned down and captured her mouth with his, kissing her softly and the way she deserved to be kissed. Then he pulled back and bumped his nose against hers. "Neither of us are clean of our pasts. But you are who you are, formed from everything you have lived through and I like who you are." He wanted all of this behind them and tugged at her towel. He wanted it dropped. "Now back in the shower, you never cleaned the rest of yourself. I can smell me on you."

If she obliged, he would head back into the livingroom/bedroom and lay himself down, still in his towel.

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The monster of a man moved towards her, Kitanai's bright eyes looking up at him as she gave him a loving peck in response to his apology, as his hand wrapped around her waist, and squeezed lightly, the bruises on her side aching. Pulling back, his nose lightly bumping against hers as she wrinkled hers, a smile spreading across her face.

"And I like who you are," The woman responded, her lover's hands tugging the towel to drop as her eyes shot him a look as he ushered her back towards the shower, "Oh, ew, gross." She made a face of her distaste, "You can smell that?" She was almost joking as she swatted his rear on her way back, throwing her towel from her head back off as the shower steam came back from behind the curtain.

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