What's up Loves? This is the lazy Fox gal dropping a new chapter of SS101!

Sorry this took so long to put up, I can't really get on internet using my computer and schools over, so no google docs ;-;.

Anyways, let's jump into it! I don't own naruto or any of the references I use in my fics! I only own my OCS!

Regal: *Somewhere in Sun and Moon hype*

"Are you sure this horse is normal?" Obito looked up at the towering animal, black eyes locked on bloody red. I think I can almost see the sweat dripping down his face right now. Mace lowered his head to where it just hovered hover Kitty-kun and blew air out his nose. Kinda like those bulls in cartoons really. Obito shivered and looked away, backing off fast.

"That things evil! I just know it!" He exclaimed, pointing at the demonic horse as he snorted at the tiny brat. I chuckled and slapped his back.

"Don't worry Kitty-kun, Mace is just getting a good feel on ya'. He ain't gonna hurt ya'...too much."

Obito jumped back and grabbed his arms in a hug, "Don't do that! Something is wrong with that horse! Why aren't you bothered by it?"

It may be because I had Mace most of this life and that I trust him. But little obito didn't need to that part. "I donno, maybe the fact that I "Own" him? So suck it up mate," I reached over and tossed my arm over his shoulders, "You're going to be a powerful shinobi aren't cha? Don't let something that won't actually hurt you terrify you."

He glared up at me from his position stuck in my hug, "I'm not scared! It's a healthy dose of wear-ee-ness!" He struggled a little on that last word, but he is doing well enough on that speech.

So proud of 'em, They grow up so fast.

"If you say soooo~" I waved Mace off with a shooing motion, the stallion tossed a glare at me and stalked off somewhere...maybe I should keep better tabs on where he wanders off too...might get me in trouble one day. Obito wiggled in my grasp, but I just hugged him tighter and whirled him around with me. "Come on Kitty-kun! Let's go to the bakery! Tori-chan is waiting for us!"

Obito snorted and crossed his arms. It's been like, a week since me and Obito officially met each other. Ever since that day at the recess area, I've been seeing the little Uchiha more and more often. First at the academy park when I come to study the kids, then a few times on the street, and finally the little kitty peeked into my store one day. It was a field day and a half when he and Madori first met each other, as expected.

They got along like cats and dogs, funny since they are both cats in my opinion. Madori and Obito clashed instantly when they met, no seriously, they just ran into each other then it was like instant hate. I don't even know how to explain it, so I just shrugged and just pull them together.

Personally, I think they get along worse now. First it was just glaring, now it's glaring, insulting, and territory matches. But hey, at least Madori has somebody to spar with other than me now~

"I don't want to see that bastard's face." The grumpy uchiha muttered, pouting in all his angry cuteness. Did I ever tell y'all that this little brats look adorable all frizzed up and pissed? I think this may become bad for my health and survival in the future.

"Aw, don't say that~ You know that you two are budding friends." The other kitty just scoffed.

"No way would we ever be friends! I just want to punch that bastard every time I see his girly be-hind." I rolled my eyes.

"You say that now, but just wait~" Hmm, I wonder if he still has all of that Kakashi hate going on right now, cause It kinda seems like Madori took his place on the hate list, or he acts that way to everyone who pisses him off.

Hard to say, hard to say.

Well, onward to the store! Thank goodness it's my break right now.

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The intensity of the lightning is worrying, is that supposed to be visible? I felt a sweatdrop form above my brow, smiling awkwardly at the two older kids as they stared ice daggers at each other.

On the right sat my favorite blue haired Kitten, arms tucked into the large sleeves of his kimono as they hugged his middle. His deep blue eyes were narrowed into thin slits, jaw locked tight in a frustrated grimace. His hair fell over his right eye in a large bang that was pulled back into his low ponytail after it pasts his chin.

Across from him sat the black haired Kitty, he was wearing a orange t-shirt and black shorts,with an equally displeased expression on his face. His pale arms was crossed across his chest as he slouched deeply, a scowl marring his chubby little face as he glowered at Madori.

Both of the boys was sitting on opposite sides of the thin mat, a small sheet of paper lying between the two with the distinct tic-tac-toe formation. Two different types of chips was in the boxes, blue circles for Madori and red squares for Obito, this games also happens to be why both kids are in such a foul mood.

After hearing Obito growl after Madori made his move, I decided to give my opinion on this whole situation. "Kitties… It's just a game y'know, so can you both stop looking at each other like you want to bash your head's in?"

Obito slammed his hand on the mat, "I'm NOT losing to that bastard again!" He exclaimed, pointing at the hissing kitten, "I'm so much cooler than him! So I'm not going to let him beat me in anything!"

Madori scoffed, "Cool? You're about as cool as a sitting with old people as they tell stories about how they used to be hip and spry!"

Well this isn't going to end well.

"Hey! My Obaa-chan has tons of cool stories to tell!" Defended the black haired kitty as he jumped to his feet.

"The fact that you find them 'cool', just proves how lame you are!" Countered Tori-chan, rising to meet his enemy. They both ignored the game, stepping on it to glare into each other's eyes.

"Don't you dare call me lame you bastard! At least I don't look like a girl!"

"I don't look like a girl, you lame! At least I have more talent than you! You can barely do the leaf sticking exercise!"

Tempers flare and I can feel a headache coming on.

"I CAN DO IT! Not everyone can hold like a bazillion leafs at the same time like you! You're not even in the academy!"

Madori smirked up at the flaming uchiha, "Well doesn't that just tell you how much you suck? Doesn't it?"

"YOU BASTARD!" The younger boy launched himself at the older, who stepped out of the way. Before either of them could really start their brawl, I stepped up and grabbed both of them roughly around their shoulders. Pulling them into my sides with a tight grip and a tighter smile.

"Now now children, how about you both stop your little grudge matches before you, I don't know, RECK MY ROOM!" I griped, squeezing them both tighter. I smiled sadistically when I heard a few uncomfortable gasps from the boys, "I'll be frank with you boys, I'm up to here with your little fights. It would have been fine if you two kept it on the training fields. But you two just HAD to start fighting in the store and in my room. DO YOU TWO KNOW HOW BAD FOR BUSINESS THAT WAS!"

I dropped both of the boys and glared at them, "So don't y'all go wondering why me and Dad banned you two from the store. You can fight on the training ground, but don't you dare ruin our image with our customers by making a scene like you both did today? Got it?"

Both kids nodded, heads down and arms crossed.

"Boys." I growled, propping my hands on my hips. "I need to head back to the store now for clean up. Don't you dare make a mess of this place, I want to come back with this room exactly how I left it. Understand or do I need to repeat that?"

"I understand/ Okay." I huffed and patted both of the kids on their heads. This is what I get for bringing two hot-heads together, need to keep a closer eyes on those buggers.

Survive rule: Keep all hot heads away from each other. It's just going to make a big mess. Okay, it causes a big ass mess.

"If I'm not back by night, there is leftovers that you can warm up in the fridge." I gave them two another glare as I closed the door.

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I scrubbed the tiled floors roughly with a large rag, pushing all of my weight into it so I can rub the mess stuck to the material off. I dunked the dirty rag into the bucket next to me, pushing it in and out of the murky water a few times. I wrung it tightly, a small frown on my face as I cleaned up the food stains from from the brats little fight.

If you was wondering why I was cleaning it up and not making the boys do it, it was because I'd rather get this cleaned up now then wait until the store closes. I'm not letting this mess stay here while we have customers coming in and out, how would that make us look?

Like a dirty store that's what, and that is unacceptable! Those boys will get their punishment when I get back home, and if they aren't there, I will hunt their little asses down. Now to think about a good hard punishment they can benefit from, I should go asked Eumo for some advice.

I finished cleaning after an hour or so, after I cleaned the cleaning g supplies and put them away, I had a whole other task to take care off. Replacing all of the food that got destroyed, I had enough to last for a few days, but now I'm going to have to stay overtime to make up for the crushed goods.

Ugh.

I shook my head and replaced my gloves, time to get baking.

~ A few hours later ~

I slid the last of my recent batch into the storage, tucking it carefully with its brethrens so I don't get them mixed up later. It was nearly midnight, it took just about as long as I imagined to catch up, and I still have a few hours worth of pies to bake.

Dad was in the far back working on his own cluster of jobs, making tables, stoves, and all sorts of stuff that needs to be done by tomorrow. I can hear the grinding of metal on metal accompanied by light from sparks from the back. It reminded my of my past dad, he was a mechanic too, I used to spend so much time watching him as he worked. Even now it was a soothing thing for me, a constant between both of my fathers.

I don't think back to my old life too often, it's not that it makes me sad or homesick or anything like that. But I'm usually too busy to remember what I had before. I still love my past family, but I love my new family too, I wouldn't give up this life to go back to my old one. That life is over now.

I hummed quietly as I filled the pie shell with chocolate and strawberry feeling. I still need to replace some of the cookies, thankfully the other stove is already fired up.

Wonder how the boys are doing, are they still in my room? Did they leave? Did that break 'anything? Are they fighting again? I'll just have to find out when I get home today, if I get home today. Odds are I'll be baking for a few more hours, so I won't be home until 3 am or something.

Ugh, I hate all nighters, that's Dad's thing. I hope I don't accidently cut my fingers off when I get too sleepy. I also need to take a break from this to make me and Dad some dinner, something small since we're both busy. Maybe a nice sandwich with a bottle of water, that should be quick enough for us.

I checked the pies in the oven and set out to do just that, fixing a quick meal that should carry us through that night.

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I yawned loudly, trying to blink the sleep out of my eyes, I gripped the front of Dad's kimono harder. I could feel his long hair brushing against my shoulders, his large strong arms effortlessly carrying me as we walked back to the inn we lived at.

"Mmm, Dad did I turn all the ovens off…" I muttered sleepily into his chest, staring drowsily at the nearly black red fabric. It was like...3 am or somethin' and I'm really sleepy. Just closed down shop and all, don't want to accidentally burn down what we worked so hard for.

"Yeah, I made sure everything was closed down before we left. So don't worry about anything Rakka-chan. Just rest." Rest sounded good right now, it really did… I sighed and stopped fighting sleep, little girls aren't supposed to work as long as I did.

I napped in Dad's arms until we reached our room, where I woke briefly to check the room over and get to bed. I looked around the dark room, rubbing my eyes to get some of the sleepiness to go away. I spotted two lumps in the room, one on the bed that I knew for a fact was Tori-chan, and the other was huddled in a ball under our spare sheets.

So Obito DID stay here after all… But wouldn't his grandma be worried? Maybe I'll send him off with a batch of cookies tomorrow, I don't remember his living conditions too well. I asked Dad to put me down and walked over to the bundle of uchiha.

"Well it's good to see that you don't mind sleeping here." I spoke quietly, wrapping my arms around the sleeping boy and hefting him onto my shoulder as gently as I could. I yawned deeply and carried him over to my bed, where Madori was at. I laid him on the far side from Madori, for a second I was worried I woke him up, but he only shifted a bit before stilling.

I smiled to myself and turned to Dad, who was getting ready to enter his own bed, "Good night Dad, hopefully these short hours bring a lot of rest."

He smiled at me, "Same to you. Rest well."

I took that as my cue to crawl between the boys and get myself settled under the covers. I felt Madori instantly cling to my side like always, the Kitten seems to have some instinct, he always knows when I'm next to him in his sleep.

They better be ready for that punishment once I wake up.

~ 5:30 am ~

I blinked my eyes open slowly, staring blankly at the ceiling like I had so many times this year alone. I reach my arms over my head, stretched them and my back until I felt it loosen up. I rolled my shoulder as I pushed the covers off of my head. Dad was in a similar position as me, the dark haired man was sitting on his bed reading a large book, probably some instruction booklet or something.

"Good morning Dad."

"Mornin' Rakka-chan."

I looked down to my side, the mess of blue hair that belong to Tori-chan clinging to my side. I could tell that he was fast asleep since his breathing was deep and even, he usually wakes up two hours after me so this is normal. But there was the new addition, the little Kitty curled up in the blue sheets on my other side, black hair peeking out from the top of the opening.

There was no need to bother the boys right now, so I hurried and slithered my way out of the bed. The cold floor made me hiss slightly on landing, I hate having cold feet, and I walked over to the tiny kitchen area we had set up to start making breakfast. While I pulled out all the ingredients I needed to make a batch of Miso soup and some Steamed rice, maybe I'll make some Tamagoyaki for protein and Hourensou No Gomaae. The boys are going to need a hearty breakfast for what I'm gonna make them do later.

Before I forget, I need to make those cookies for Obito too. I set the water to boil, pulling out the premade cookie mix I like keeping around from the bottom of the fridge and setting it on the table.

Soon enough the smell of breakfast and baking cookies wafted through the room, it's smooth smell threatening to wake the boys from their slumber. But it didn't cause little kids can sleep through almost anything, even the good smell of food making their tummies rumble in their dreams. By now I'd be eating a buffet in my dream, but I usually eat in my dreams so I guess that makes no difference.

I poured 4 bowls of miso soup and set them in the small table, I beckoned Dad over to take a seat and finished setting the table. Time to wake up the boys, I walked over to the bed and shook Madori lightly.

"Hey Tori-chan, time for breakfast." The 8 year old groaned lightly and turned away from me. "Come on Madori, before the food gets cold."

"Go away…" So that's how it's going to be huh? Smirking mischievously, I reached under the covers and grabbed his ankle. I tugged the Kitten from the bed with a grunt, dragging him onto the ground with a 'thump!'.

He groaned again, glaring at me from the floor. I met his glare with a grin of my own, pointing my thumb over to the table. "Go eat Madori, I need to wake Obito up now. Shoo shoo." I shooed him with my hands, the kid pouted and crawled over to the mats. Now for Obito, hopefully he isn't a aggressive waker.

I walked around the bed to the side he was on, still bundled up asleep. I shook the uchiha lightly, "Hey Obito, wake up." It took a few more shakes before he groaned softly, peeking out of the sheets to look up at me in confusion.

"Wha… Rakka? What are…" I smiled down at him and patted his cheek.

"You slept over yesterday, now come on, get up it's time for breakfast." I slipped my arm under his back and pulled him upright. His black eyes was clouded with sleep, but I can tell that he was becoming more aware in seconds. I pulled him up to his feet and guided him to table, sitting him down on the side next to me.

The kitty blinked a few times, before shrugging of the sheets, "Uh, is it okay that I'm eating here?"

I shrug, "Sure, why not. Just eat up Obito." I smacked him on the back and started on my own food, Madori already eating away. I made bigger portions for the boys, since they are both active they need the food and calories n' stuff.

"Oh uh...Thanks! Itadakimasu!"

Dad smiled at me from across the table, for what? I'm pretty sure I know, but I'm pretty damn pleased right now.

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"Come on! Faster!"

"I'm trying!"

-splack-

"AHHHH!"

I crackled loudly, chucking the pie at the running kids with surprising accuracy. I have been preparing for this day for years, the day where I can do the one thing I always dreamed of doing! Oh how sweet the sounds of splacking, of white cream splashing across the body as it tried to get away. The smell of vanilla cloaked the small clearing we ran through, my legs skipping joyfully across the ground. A pie case held in my palm, filled to the brim with a sticky whipped topping mixture that feels like goop.

The two boys struggling to run from me was covered back to the feet with the icky substance, the weights tied to their calves slowing the usually fast runners (At least in Madori's case) down to where I don't even have to work to keep up with them. I pulled another pie from the wagon dragging behind me, and chucked it at the back of Madori's clean head. So far he managed to duck out of the way of any pie that was aimed for his head, and I was determined to see his hair filled with my special whipped goop!

Even if I'm probably going to have to wash it out for him later, I'll enjoy this while I can.

"Come on boys! Y'all can do better than that!" I yelled, pelting Obito with another pie. I crackled again, and continued chasing the boys well past the afternoon hour. By the time their punishment was over, they actually managed to get the drop on me!

It was surreal.

"Gah!" I screamed as I ran across the park, arms flailing above me head as I ran for my cleanity.

Is that even a word? Whatever.

I ducked under a thrown pie as the boys chased after me with my own pie-filled wagon, huge grins on their cute little faces.

"How would you like a taste of your own medicine!" Tori-chan screamed, suddenly tackling me down with a burst a speed that he should not have had after all of the running they did. I squeaked as the dirty goopy hands wrapped around my waist, dirtying the red fabric of my clothes with the white filth.

Ugh, Dad won't be happy with that one.

I braced my hands against the ground, spacing apart my knees to get in a good position to shake the kid off me. Before I can conduct my master plan to get away, It was foiled when the other Kitty pounced on the rest of my back, pushing my shoulders down into the dirt. I turned my head just enough to catch a large grin and a pie in a pale hand.

Well shit, I thought as I flashed them a sheepish smile, I guess I really should have expected revenge from these kitties. Just didn't think they can turn on me so soon-SPLAT!

Obito and Madori high-fived, before dumping my entire cart over me.

"Neeeeh!" I flailed again, but I can also do this. I quickly scooped some goop in my hand and smashed it into the nearest face, knocking Tori-chan on his back. I grinned and hurried to do the same to the other boy.

"Not today!" The uchiha cried out, dumping a handful of goop in my face. Madori roared behind me, tackling me to the ground again. What followed was one epic food fight to break the record books! For a group of little kids that is.

~Later~

I ran my hands through the soft black strands, rubbing the sudsy shampoo into the spiky hair. I picked up the bucket of hot water and dumped it over the pouting uchiha's head. The boy was donned in swimwear, much like Madori, as he sat in shallow water.

"Why can't I just wash myself? This is weeeeird." Obito complained, hunching over with his arms crossed. I smirked and lathered more of my special shampoo into his hair.

"Because Kitty-chan, if you want any of my special pies to get off your skin and out of you clothes. You need to wash them in a certain why, which you don't know how to. Hince! Why I am washing you, get comfy with it." I already managed to wash myself off with a different soap, but I don't feel like letting them take the faster way. Honestly, he should just be glad I didn't strip him completely and give him a full wash down, but I'll give the kid some dignity. Plus, that would be too weird.

Gods, What would it look like if I actually did do that and he remembers once he becomes OPito? Heck, how would he react when he finds out I'm a girl? I should make a bet with Dad, he's been wondering how long it would take for everyone to realize himself.

I finished up with Obito and went to the real hard case, Madori and his long ass hair. This is going to take far longer than I'd like, but I washed his hair enough times to get used to dealing with it. I dragged the soap bucket over with the remainder of the hot water.

I quickly got to work on the long hair, I scooped some water in my hand and poured it in his hair. "So did you guys have fun without me? I saw you two out like a light yesterday, and if y'all boys can sleep in the same room together, then I know you settled some of your beef with each other." I ran my fingers through his hair, working out any clumps that resisted. The boys shared a glance at each other, before turning away with a hmph!

"This is only a temporary truce." Madori snorted, "The buffoon was feeling guilty about giving you extra work because of his actions."

Obito whipped around and bared his teeth, "MY ACTIONS!? It's your fault too! If you didn't act like you are sooo much better to me, we wouldn't have even trashed the store!" He screamed, looking like a wet raging cat.

Madori scrunched up his nose and sneered, "Oh please, I'm just giving you your dues. You're the one who wouldn't shut up about how awesome your new jutsu is. One that you can barely use at that."

I knew them getting along was too much to ask for.

Before Obito can retort, I lightly hit Madori on his wet cheek with my wet hand and glared at Obito. "Okay stop." I rubbed the space between my eyes carefully, really didn't want soap in my eyes after all. "Forget I mentioned anything." This is probably going to take more work than I thought to get them to the point where they aren't at each other's throats.

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I sighed deeply into the pure red mane, tiny brown hands gripping the long silky mane. I wasn't even sitting on the dark brown saddle strapped on to the evil horse, instead I was on his neck, legs dangling on either side of the base. I looked up from the red to look down the road, only a few people were walking down the street this afternoon. Hell, there was more people hopping across the rooftop express then actually down on the road right now.

"Uuuugh," I groaned into Mace's mane again, "I'm so bored, I never thought I would hate break this much." It was like I had nothing to do, Dad kicked me out of the shop for overworking myself, Madori was somewhere with Minda getting training tips. Obito was sent off to his grandmother with cookies, a pie, and new clothes. All courtesy of me of course. But after that nothing really happened and my life was boring again, lately I have been working on a few extra storage seals, safely in Dad's workshop where nobody could actually see of course.

I'm saying of course a lot today.

I scooted back onto the leather saddle and grabbed the horse's reins. "Come on Mace, let's find something to do." I lightly squeezed his middle with my tiny kid legs, so he probably didn't feel it, but he started walking in his own direction anyways. I decide to just sit back and let him lead, there wasn't anywhere I really wanted to go, so i'll just let him lead me. As long as he doesn't lead me to the underworld or whatever hell horses try to do.

In hindsight, I probably should've paid more attention to where he was taking me, how was I supposed to know that he would lead me into the freaking red light district!?

Flipping Demonic Horses!

I kept my head low, the hood of my jacket drawn over my head. Thank God I choose to wear a hoodie today, not that it would help since my family are the only ones in Konoha that have a horse like Mace. I'm also usually seen with him, so that's a thing. Oh well, I'll just pretend that this is helping, that'll make me feel better.

I leaned down on the saddle and whispered to Mace, "Why did you bring me here? You should know that this place is dangerous!" I hissed.

The stallion turned his head to the side and stared at me with one red slitted eye, I held his gaze with a frown. I recognized that look in his eye, the one that says, 'What? Do you really think I don't know what I'm doing?'. I huffed and looked down, "Okay okay, I'll trust you."

Mace snorted and looked away, continuing his unrushed walk through the dirty streets. Whenever one of the citizens of this place would stare at us too long, more specifically me, Mace would glare at them with that killer glare of his and make them piss there pants. Not really but you get the gest.

I frowned, feeling really uncomfortable with being down here. Sure I've seen places like this before in both of my lives, but I never enjoyed seeing people getting mugged, acting stupid while drunk, or any other thing that they can get away with. You'd think that in a shinobi village that they would have more order for districts like this, but no, people can still get assaulted without a single shinobi stepping in. Hell, it can even be a shinobi doing the stupid shit.

Guess that's just reality for ya', at least Mace is here, he can probably handle more than a few unsavory people.

Mace carried me through the main streets, ignoring all of the stares or talk some of the people were doing. Soon enough he lead me into a more forested park-like area, the large horse stopped his walk and kneeled down. He looked over his shoulder and glared at me, "Wait...you want me to get off?" I asked, "Why? You know I can't be left alone." He just continued his glare, obviously not caring about the fact that me be 4 year old little girl in bad place.

He is lucky I trust him so much. I made my displeasure known with a glare of my own and slowly lowered myself off of the saddle. I stepped back as he stood up and walked further into an alley by the side of the park, leaving me standing next to a bench by myself.

I shoved my hands in my pocket and kept my head down, leaning against the side of the bench. I wonder what Mace is doing back there, That horse really does confuse me sometimes. He is so mysterious, ever since that day we met him on the outskirts of the Land of Rivers. I really had no idea where Dad actually got him, I was just left in our wagon alone one night when we was sneaking through the border. Dad told me to stay in the wagon because he 'noticed something', usually we would hide together in the wagon if there was a threat hanging around. But that was before I learned that Dad enjoys investigating odd occurrences during our travels.

So I hid in the wagon and after a hour or so Dad came back with Mace in tow, when I asked about him Dad just smiled and rubbed the back of his neck. Which he usually doesn't do on nervous habit, kinda suspicious really.

I dropped it after getting nothing from him the entire week, besides, Mace was way too interesting to let go.

"Hey Kid." I tensed up, clenching my hands in my pockets. I peeked up from under my hood, seeing a man dressed in dark brown clothes standing shakily next to me. I let my eyes trail over to his hand, which was holding a suspicious white bottle. I looked up to his chin (The most I can see without him seeing my face.) and scowled at the man.

"Whatcha' want?" I growled sharply, deepening my voice slightly to really cement the fact that I was a young boy instead of a girl, better to be seen as a boy than a girl. I kept my body slightly relaxed, it's easier to get into action like this. The hard part is making sure I don't lock up if he gets any closer.

Which the man did, he walked closer to me in a little tilted stumble, I backed of a step. "Back off." I hissed.

"Hey now kid, how about you stop with that little rude attitude and listen up." The man slurred again, still walking closer to me. I narrowed my eyes at him and glance around quickly, there was a few people hanging around this area but none of them was paying me any mind. I could easily out run away from this guy, he was obviously drunk and in no position to chance me if I dip. But then I'll be leaving Mace behind and I know that would piss him off, and having a pissed of demonic horse is not a fun experience.

I looked the guy up and down again, he wasn't particularly muscular or tall. His shirt bulge out a tiny bit, a pot belly most likely. He didn't look like a fighter, a civilian definitely, and odds are I can probably take him down if I play it smart. I may be able to fend of little shinobi hopefuls, but any grown man can probably take me down due to sheer size difference and power.

"Why should I?" Don't touch me you drunk motherfucker, If you touch me going to fucking kick your ass.

"Because you brats down here should know that you aren't welcome in my territory. No kids allowed doncha' fucking see?" He flourished his hand holding the bottle of liquor toward...something. I couldn't see what he was trying to make me see, all I see right now was a delusional man off his bonkers. See this is why I don't tolerate drunk people.

"I don't see no sign saying that I can't be here, so why don't ya' go finish your drink somewhere else!"

I don't think my attitude is helping.

"You little brat!" He stepped forward menacingly and reached out to grab me, as soon as his hand got to close I snached it by the wrist and pulled as hard as I could. When he was stumbled forward I pushed the hand away, stepped forward, and kicked him in the balls. I decked the guy in the face and kicked him in the side.

"Hey Ken! What the hell taking so long for?" I heard a man yell out, when I turned from the man trying to get his bearing on the ground, I saw a group of four men walking towards me. All of them probably about as drunk as this guy. They took noticed to their buddy on the ground and looked at me. "Hey! What do you think you're doing brat!"

Ah Shit. I grimaced and turned on my heel, running into the alley I saw Mace walk down. Screw fighting all of them, I'm getting out of here and hoping they are too drunk to remember that I beat one of them up.

"Get back here!" Nope. Nope. Nope. Just gonna keep running, not that I knew where I knew where I was going. I could hear their footsteps trailing behind me as I dashed through the narrow alleyways, maybe I could make my way into a better area, one where they can't follow me without catching a lot of attention.

Before I could try and find a way out of the general area, I spotted a very familiar Stallion in a opening between a few buildings. "MACE!" I cried out, sliding to a stop in front of the massive horse. He turned his head slowly and looked down at me, before looking where I came with an annoyed glare. Soon after I came charging through, the men, only three of the five (The one I deck included), came running into the clearing.

I scowled at them and pulled my hood down, I know that they couldn't see me well since it was dark out and all, but I don't want to risk it. I slide behind Mace, letting his mass hide mine.

The men pause a little ways into the clearing, looking at Mace wearly. "What they hell is that thing?" One of them mumbled.

"It's a horse, what do you think dumbass?" Another hissed.

"Ain't no horse got glowing red eyes, numbskull!"

Glowing red eyes eh? I wasn't paying to much attention, but when Mace looked at me his eyes was glowing red, a brighter red than it usually glows. While I was thinking, Mace turned his body to full face the men, head held low and demonic red eyes glaring icily into the drunks. He raked his front hoof into the dirt ground and puffed air out of his nose like a bull, or dragon, either one.

I recognized his behavior, he was angry, angry and ready to kick some ass. He hasn't gotten a lot of action sense he got here, so he is probably kinda happy that he has a chance to cause pain to something without me or Dad stopping him.

"Kick there asses! Mace!" I cheered, also drawing attention to myself.

"Hey! There is that brat! Come on!" The unknown guy no.2 cried out, running past his buddies to get to me.

Big Mistake. It was over before anything could even happen. No seriously, that guy just got knocked into a wall and Mace currently holding another man down with one hoof. The only guy who was untouched stumbled away from the horse, fear shining in his dark eyes. Mace met the man's fearful gaze as he ground his hoof deeper into the other's back, smoke wisping up from shirt the man was wearing.

"D-d-demon!" he cried out, turning to run into the alley. Mace lowered his head, ignoring the cries of pain from the man being crushed, and moved to chase the man down.

"Mace stop." A single glowing red eye turned to me, "I think they learned their lesson, let's just head back home, ok?" I smiled up at the Hell horse. To be honest, I don't feel bad for these guys, but I guess setting Mace on them is a bit much. I walked up to the stallion and ran my hand along his side, his skin was hot, like really really hot. It didn't feel bad though, I nudge him to get off the man, he knows his place already.

Once the horse moved off of the man and I made sure he wasn't dying, I heaved him onto Mace's back when the horse knelt and went to the hole the other man went through. He wasn't dead either, thank goodness for that, but he was definitely injured and out for the count. I repeat the process of getting him on Mace and guided the horse by his reins until we got to the open park I was supposed to stay at.

"I really hopes this doesn't come back to bite me in the ass." I mutter as I dump the men on the bench. I pulled myself up onto Mace's saddle and lean down, "Mace get me to the stables."

OoOoOoO

I pushed open the doors to the store with my hip, a large box held tightly in my hands. I turned and hurried into the back of the store, nodding politely to the customers that made eye-contact with me. Once I could see the desk we put all of our mail/packages, I stood on the stepping stool and set it a small empty space.

"Dad!" I called, "The package from Kiori-san is here!"

"Got you!" He called from somewhere up front. I pushed the box to the side and gathered the mail that was on the table, I pulled up a chair and started sorting through them.

It's been a week or so since the Mace accident, thankfully we haven't had anyone knocking at our door yet. But Dad did come up to me a day or so ago to question why he heard rumors of "a Demon in the form of a horse that uses a little kid to draw them near." All I could really do was laugh nervously, because there was no way I could've played out of that without looking stupid. My reward was another lecture that pretty much passed over my head, I knew what I could do and what not. I just… ignore it often, what's life without a little dangerous fun?

Survival Rule: Don't let demonic horses take you anywhere they want. It can lead to dangerous situations and/or being taken somewhere you really don't want to be.

Also: Try not to look too dreamy when somebody (Like your Dad) is talking to you. It just makes the lecture longer.

I sighed, running my hand down the side of my face, I had 5 more new deliveries to make now. Looks like I'll need to head out after I finish sorting these, but then I need to hurry up and bake more pies. I was able to get most of the stock back up thankfully, but with all of these orders, I might run out too soon for my tastes.

Let's see here, I need 40 pies exactly. 10 for the party at Chusuko's, 5 for for that fancy restaurant place we're partnered with… and 1 for Ruina. Okay, this won't be too hard… hopefully. I spent enough time going through these now, time to get to work.

After I got everything recorded in our records and all of the pies boxed up, I hurried up and stacked them on my wagon. I did a quick count to see that I will have to make 2 trips, but I have enough time to do this.

"Rakka!" I heard Dad call, I looked around to see him carrying a crate of something, "Listen, I need you to make a few deliveries to some of my clients, only three this time."

"Okay, do you have there locations recorded, and the times?" He nodded, "Can you move you own stuff to the wagon then? I need to get my orders in right now."

"I can do that."

We both managed to get everything in the back of the wagon in a orderly fashion, soon enough I was holding the horse's' reins and setting off while Dad gave Ruina her pie personally.

~After all of the orders are delivered~

"Come on Brace, Mace, it's finally time to head back!" I called to the two Stallions, waving good-bye to the woman I just dropped the last pie off to. I climbed up into the front of the wagon and took up the reins, "It's gonna be a straight trip, no detours this time around."

I lightly cracked the reins and we're off, moving at a decent enough pace without looking like we was speeding. I needed to get back to the store fast, who knows how much more orders I'll have? The pies I still need to bake need to be made too!

Madori was even helping today, last I saw, Dad was making him take half the orders and bring the pies to the customers in the store. He usually is allowed to stay at the Inn or go play/train in the park, it wasn't even a tough day. We wasn't overloaded and it was pretty slow besides all of the deliveries we need to get out. Actually, now that I think about it, this is a perfect time to get him used to being a waiter, no rushes or overload of customers to possibly stress him like it does me sometimes.

It would teach him how to interact with people without pissing them off too, something he needs a lot of work on (Since he runs his mouth as bad as I do. Just without all of the swearing. I try not to swear to much around him.).

He has been doing a lot of training and holeing himself up to study Konoha's history and economy. Since the kid is still set on becoming an official shinobi, he wants to learn as much as he can before having to take any exams. Speaking on that, he still hasn't given us a answer on if he wants to stay in Konoha or come with me and Dad yet, but I guess he still has plenty of time to decide. Though a year isn't as long as a time as some may think.

As a result of him isolating himself from everyone not in his family, he has terrible people skills (Example: Obito) that need to be trained more than his shinobi skills. Maybe I should introduce him to a few other kids, he may hate it but it's still good practice. But who could I get him to talk to him? Obito would be disastrous and I don't know any other kids. Minda and Reyu seem to be cool enough to hang around, but they are usually too busy to spend much time around.

Ugh, complications.

I need more friends.

"Hey! Yurei-san!" Eh?

I motioned for the horses to stop, tugging on the reins enough that they can feel it. I tied their reins to the front of the seat and looked around the corner of the wagon to see who could be calling me.

A young girl with auburn hair tied up in a high ponytail, dressed in a light brown dress with barely visible tights underneath. I squinted at her, before smiling brightly. I didn't recognize that girl at all, but usually smiling makes this easier to deal with.

"Yes? Can I help you?" I called out to her, pulling up my ankle on my right thigh. The slightly plump girl slowed to a slow stop in front of me, her full lips pulled into a small, polite smile. I noticed a familiar design stitched across the chest of her dress, it was the Akimichi symbol, one I've seen plenty of times since I moved to Konoha. I cocked my head to the side, brushing a stray strand of dark hair out of my eyes.

"Ah, Yurei-san…" She messed with the skirt of her dress a little, but kept eye contact with me, "I was wondering of you could help me come up with a dessert for my friends cooking contest…" I looked at her curiously, motioning for her to continue.

"I usually would ask my parent's for a recipe, but I was hoping that I can make something new, something they wouldn't expect from me! I know that you're the one who made that cake for my birthday, so I was hoping if you can teach me how to make something new like that," She clasped her hands together and looked at me with puppy dog eyes...which doesn't actually work on me. "Can you help me Yurei-san? I'll be in your dept!"

I didn't answer her, pressing the palm of my hand against my chin. I could help her, there was no doubt about that, but I'm not sure if I'll have time to teach her. I'm still pretty busy, I don't have enough breaks where I can spend teaching. But, I might be able to do it still, if she is a fast learner. I'll have to ask Dad to give me a little more time off so I can do this, he should let me. There is also the matter as to what I should teach her, what kind of dessert should she learn? Does she want a hot or cold dessert? Does her friends have any allergies?

Oh wait I didn't answer yet, "Sure thing Akimichi-san! I'll be happy to help you out! Come to my shop tomorrow at noon, I should have everything ready for you, Okay?"

The girl let out a cheer, "Thank you! I'm Akimichi Mainou!"

I grinned at her and pointed my thumb to my chest, "Yurei Rakka at your service."

"I look forward to working with you Yurei-san! Have a nice day!" I waved Mainou off, unlatching the reins from the spot I tied it.

"Come on boys!" I cracked them once, and we were off.

OoOoOoO

I pulled the silky blue hair carefully into a part, wedging it in between my fingers so I can grab the last section. I picked up the comb from the bed and cleaned up the parts on Madori's hair, then set it down so I can start braiding it.

The elder boy winced when I pulled his hair tightly, but didn't voice his pain, instead focusing on the papers in front of him. A thin pencil gripped tightly in his hand, this was the homework that Dad left him to do earlier, I think it's the history concerning the First Shinobi World War.

I didn't really care to learn about what Madori was reading, while I'm sure that it has a lot of new information about things the anime and Manga didn't show us, it was filled with propaganda that only tells the war in Konoha's favor, nothing I want to get my information from. Madori asked me why he need to know this if it's just 'crap' as I put it, but I told him that it's just required. Remember it and you will be golden.

I heard a short gasp of pain when I accidentally pull a tad too hard, "Sorry 'bout that."

"It's fine, I need to get used to pain anyways." He muttered, scratching out something on the scrap paper next to the textbook. He really was trying to catch up academically, if it wasn't for the fact that I have 17 years of schooling under my belt, I'd feel inspired to learn more myself. Sadly, 17 years was enough studying for me, I'm enjoying being free from schooling in this life. Unless Dad enrolls me in formal schooling for some reason...

He wouldn't do that to me, would he?

Naaaaah.

"I would hope that you wouldn't get yourself beat up in the future, buuuuuuut I'm not that naive. Learning pain tolerance is really the best thing, y'know?" I clipped the finished braid with the rest of the others, using the comb to separate a new part to get started on.

"Being able to take pain is important, but being fast enough to dodge any attack is more my style."

I snorted, "Oh please, being fast is literally one of the only things that keep most of these child shinobi alive. Everyone's going to expect that, not to mention that even if you become the fastest of your age group, most of the advanced shinobi are crazy fast. It's going to be tough to stand out against them." Another braid finished, "I don't want you to become a glass cannon out there."

"Glass cannon?" He questioned, must not have used that one around him yet...odd.

"A being that has great power, but would shatter at the slightest hit. Like glass." A few characters I know came to mind, "Yeah, I'd prefer you not being a one hit wonder."

Madori huffed lightly, "Well what would you suggest?"

I tapped by free finger against my chin, humming in thought.

Madori seems like he has a good grip on most of the arts he is learning. While he is fairly small, that is only because of his previous diet, and I'm already fixing that anyways. He is fast, that's for certain, and he is a quick learner for things he has an aptitude in.

Hmm.

"I think you should try to focus on something a little more, subtle, than all these other kids (Thinking Rookie 9 right now.). Maybe an assassin type? You're fast and sneaky, and good at making yourself blend into the crowd. Well, as well as a kid with blue hair can ("Grr."). I can see you using poisons and traps to take your foes down secretly. Maybe try dabbling in genjutsu when you get a sensei to learn from."

"But..." I hear a complaint coming, "That seems really lame though, getting into intense taijutsu and ninjutsu battles is way cooler!" I sighed, shaking my head. What is it with Naruto and big, direct battles? Aren't they supposed to be ninjas? Being an assassin seems like a far better use for chakra, something subtle that won't tip anyone's radars until the deed is done.

But I guess every warrior type needs cannon fodder they can just throw into battle for mass destruction.

I personally think that all you need is one well trained assassin to take out the head of the beast while it was busy locked in battle. Not really honorable or fair, but such a wasted opportunity to not use!

"You won't be singing that tune when you become entangled in the life of a shinobi. Buuuuut, I guess having the ability to fight one-on-one with a shinobi is equally as important as being able to kill them secretly."

We were both silent after that, hopefully he was considering my ideas. I'd hate for him to become cannon fodder in the future.

OoOoOoO

I looked over me desert plans I drew up last night, detailing all the types of desert I can help Mainou make for her party, contest, thing. I stuck it up on the wall next to me and Madori's bed, so I won't forget that I had to make sure I have everything set up for later today.

I wiggled out of Madori's grip and got off the bed, taking the paper off the wall and walking into the kitchen area to get started on breakfast. I waved at Dad, who was already sitting at the table reading something,

"Up early today, don't you think?" I made a face at that,

"You're one to talk, getting up early is a good habit. Gives me more time to get stuff done, y'know?" I pulled out the box of Miso and set it aside, preparing to make a large breakfast since Madori is going to be working again today. He is going to need a full stomach to keep his mind clear all day.

"That is true." He agreed, setting aside the book to write something down on paper. All I could make out from here was a bunch of numbers and random passages of notes, all organized of course. If it was me, my notes would be written on everything in an unorganized mess.

I need to work on that.

Now back to what I was supposed to be planning, what to make for Mainou's party. I already have a list of Hybrid Desserts that just became popular before I died, since they are all pretty damn recent for where I used to be, I just KNOW it is going to be something never seen before here!

At least I hope... ANYWAYS!

I need to check my storage for any extra ingredients (And to make sure I have them all.) and make sure I remember how to make them properly. Before Mainou gets here too!

"Madori! Wake up and eat your breakfast!" I yelled as I set the table, sliding Dad a cup of tea. He nodded to me and continued to work on his papers while my blue haired kitten grumbled something from our bed. "Don't give me that tone! Come and eat!"

I heard a muffled hiss from under the covers, but Madori did start to push the covers off of him. I nodded in victory and plopped down at the table, crisscrossing my legs instead of sitting on them like I'm 'supposed' to do. I just find that uncomfortable.

After a grumpy 'dori finally sat at the table, breakfast officially started.

"Itadakimasu!"

"So Rakka-chan, what are planning to do for Akimichi-san?"

"Well, I was thinking about teaching her how to make Hybrid desserts. Like my Ice cream cakes or cookie pies. I have a few recipes in my mind, but I need to make sure I remember how to make them. So what I really want to teach her is a Peanut Butter Brownie Ice Cream Cake, it's something I learned to make after looking for new dessert ideas in the past life. Sadly, we don't have the proper candies here to add, so I'll just have to find a substitute for that. Maybe some normal chocolate bars will work...

Oh, and I also want to teach her how to make these awesome little edible cups she can pour some drinks into! Well, milk products at least." I don't think those cookie cups will taste good with anything other than milk... shame.

Madori looked at me curiously, "Hey Rakka... do you think you can tell me more about what your past life was like sometime?"

I blinked in surprise at the question, honestly I didn't expect him to really care about my past life until he actually got old enough to where he can catch on that it's not normal to be reincarnated. I didn't tell him about Naruto yet, but he does know that I lived a life before this one in a veeeeeerrrrryyyyy far away place. Didn't see why I should hide that from him, since he is apart of my family now (I would never tell somebody like Obito for obvious reasons. I like the kid, but I don't need him knowing that when he gets older.)

"Maybe Kitten, If you want to ask me any specific questions you can, just only when we are alone in Dad's workshop. Okay?"

"Okay."

OoOoOoO

I stuck my tongue out as I scrubbed the floor with a mop, It wasn't particularly dirty, but I think it needs to look a little shinier before we opened up for the day. Madori was wiping down the tables not far from me, a disgruntled look on his face.

"Aaaand, done!" I ran a hand through my hair and stood back to admire my work, even if it's going to be ruined once people start to come in. Now I just have to go check inventory, me and Dad's deliveries, and make sure we got our new supplies.

I pushed the mop and bucket I was using into the back of the store, dumping the dirty water down the drainage hole and making sure the I squeezed all the dirt out of the mop. A quick wash of the hands and I'm finally looking at all of our inventory, holding a small clipboard in my hand so I can mark down how many of each item we have.

Hmm...we're getting low on marshmallow fluff, only around half of what we need left. The white chocolate supply is low too... I need to restock in at least half of the fruits we have too. The fruits wasn't bad, but they have a couple of days left on them before I need to throw them out. I'll have to use these today, that's for sure.

Can't really afford to be wasting money letting the rot...well, we can, but you get the point.

"Dad, did our new shipments come in yet!"

"Not yet! But they should be here before night comes!" I frowned, the shipments was supposed to come this morning, not this night. I don't really like it when those come late, but I have enough to survive the day at least.

"Okay! If I'm not here can you add it to the inventory?"

"Yeah!"

"Thanks!"

The deliveries we already have filed wasn't exactly numerous, but I should know better than everyone that once the days start they start flowing in...well not exactly. While Konoha is a big village, there isn't something going on everyday that requires sweets and goodies to be delivered by the dozen. We get plenty of people who come in everyday for treats, tea (or coffee, depends), sandwiches, and just to use it as a nice hang out.

Dad truly gets the most deliveries, since buildings are still being made, and people really like buying his awesome supplies. If our professions were in separate buildings, those stores would be set and decently successful. However, since our business are combined, we get a lot more customers! Most people who come in for Dad's stuff usually buy some of my stuff before they leave.

So I think having both in the same building was a good choice! ...Even if we did get a few people worrying about that.

Ah well, you win some and you lose some.

Now lets see here, I need to take the 3 new tables...

~ 11:45 AM ~

I set the last set of cookie cups in the refrigerator to set, then checked our freezer to make sure that the cake I just made was freezing well. After a little prodding and no collapse, I proclaimed it a success and closed everything up before the room temperature air messed it up.

I finally have everything ready for Mainou when she shows up, I can't wait to show here what I have in store! Hahahahahaha! It was nearly noon, so the clan girl should be rolling in soon. With everything else ready, all I had to do was go up front and wait for her to come in!

Gosh I feel so giddy right now, I love showing off!

...hmm, maybe that's not a good thing. Anyhow.

I skipped to the front of the store and pulled myself up on one of the seats behind the main counter. I snickered at Madori, the blue haired kitten was struggling to deal with a few older girls talking to him while he took their orders. It's not that he is shy around girls or older people...he just has trouble putting up with their bullshit and he looks about ready to throw the drinks he's holding at their faces. He glanced over at me and shot a venomous glare when he noticed I was laughing at him. In return, I sent him a thumbs up, he just huffed at me and went to the next table.

At least he's doing his job.

Oh, and there was that group of women that started coming in more often, don't tell anyone I said this, but I think they only come so they can stare at my Dad. It's kinda creepy really.

Ah the pains of being handsome.

I felt a strong nudge against my back while I was musing and looked up at Dad over my shoulder. He pointed over at the entrance, where the auburn haired girl I was waiting for just came in from. "Thanks." He nodded and went back to manning the register.

I jumped off the seat and pushed past the like gate thing, skipping up to the much taller girl with a smile. The girl was looking at our menu curiously, so when I spoke up she got startled."Akimichi-san! You're just on time."

"Oh! Yurei-san! I didn't see you walk up!" Obviously, she looked at the menu again before smiling down at me, "You guy's really have quite the selection for your store!" I gestured for her to follow me and start walking back to the kitchen.

"Yep! We pride yourself on our large and unique selection of baked goods. You won't find half of our pastries anywhere else in Konoha!" Can't resist a little advertising, "I happen to have everything we need set up in the back, I'm sure you're going to really enjoy it!"

"Knowing what you already showed me, I'm really looking forward to it!" I grinned and guided her into the back, I let her look around the back area for a few seconds before pulling out the cake from the freezer. I heard her 'oooooo' when I set the cake down on the table, a plate and knife already waiting for the frosty arrival.

"This," I waved to the cake, "Is a specialty called a Hybrid Dessert, this one is called a Peanut Butter Brownie Ice cream cake. It's a Hybrid because it combines 3 types of dessert into one. Candy bars, Brownies, and Ice cream! Now, you have already tried one of my Hybrids at your party a while ago, so you are familiar with this." I take up the knife and cut a decent slice of the cake, laying it down on it's side.

"It looks and smells so good! I can see how it's similar to the cake you made, the inside looks almost exactly alike!" I hand the teenager the plate and a fork, urging her to try some.

"Don't eat it too fast, you might get a brain freeze." Mainou nodded and took a bite off the dessert. I watched her intently as she tasted it...before realizing I was breaking one of my survival rules and remembering the last time I watched somebody eat like a creeper.

Thankfully my concerns meant nothing, she didn't make any of the disturbing faces her uncle (Was it her uncle? Can't remember.) made when he tried one of my pies. Instead, she made a muffled squealing noise and made those strange gestures anime people do when they eat something good.

"This is sooo good! I just love how all of these flavors blend together in my mouth! It's like I'm eating heaven! It's just soo great and it looks amazing! I don't know if I like this better than your Delirium Cake or not, they are both so amazing!" I smirked in pride and puffed out my chest, soaking up the praise raining down on me. I wasn't the creator of either of these recipes, but I think I'm doing them justices by introducing them to a new land! I may not make them as good as the creators, but I'm so happy that everyone likes how I make them too!

And now it's time to spread the knowledge!

"I'm glad you like it, Mainou-san!" I chirped, "Cause this is what I chosen to teach you for your contest! Along with another special treat."

"Oh! What is it?" I hope the chocolate finished setting, I popped open the fridge and pulled out the tray holding 2 decent shot glass sized cookie cups. I let her fangirl over it while I pulled chocolate milk out to fill them with.

"This, is a cookie cup, a nice edible cup to drink dairy drinks in." Mainou watched carefully as I poured the chocolate milk into the cups, I took one and let her get the other. "This is a nice little party treat to have during meetings and celebrations!" I drank the whole cup in one go, like a real shot, as she studied the cup in her hands.

"I see, you're using the chocolate coating inside to keep the actually cookie from getting soggy! That's pretty clever! Where did you learn to make this stuff?" I cocked my head to the side and shot her a charming smile.

"That, is a secret." Not really, but I enjoyed the small look of frustration on her face. "Come on now, it's time I actually show you how to make these!"

And so I taught her how to make some of my favorite types of desserts, and I got to admit, it was pretty fun teaching somebody who is good a cooking, unlike a certain blue haired kitten who was struggling with giggling girls again out front again.

Heh.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand that's a wrap! Holy crap it took me a long time to get this chapter out, not because it's difficult to write or anything, but because I can't actually access any of my fanfictions anymore.

I for one, refuse to type on my phone (Though I did a little in this chapter before giving up.), but I found a way around this hurdle a few days ago. So expect a few more updates of my other stories soon!

Also plenty of Mace and his evilness. Expect more Obito vs Madori too. The recipes for the Hybrid desserts I was talking about can be found on 2016 hybrid dessert trends. I own neither of these recipes but I really hope I can make both one day!

I might put more canon character interactions in soon...

Thanks for all of the reviews I've gotten ever since I started this story, I don't remember if I said this yet, but I love reading everything you've got to say about this story~ It's nice to know that somebody actually likes this!

I also appreciate any ideas you give me! I had a few I wanted to do...but I had trouble executing it ~.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter! Have a nice day Loves and happy summer!