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The village was established some while ago, and now, in the times of turmoil, Konoha’s safety depends on an alliance with Uzushio, the only aide they can have against Kyubi's rampage.
Hashirama decides to send his best to deliver the message in fear of interception that could put both nations' survival at stake. Tobirama and Madara have to take on the burden of bringing the news and establishing the path into a clearer future.
However, there is a hindrance on the way, and Tobirama can't smell it until it is far too late.In which way will it end for the village, and in which way for him specifically, one can only guess.
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A slight jolt of excitement thrummed through Neil as he entered the lounge of the Foxhole Court. It wasn’t his first time here, but this was the first time he entered to find the exy team assembled there. Coach Wymack paused in whatever speech he was giving as he entered. Andrew caught Neil’s attention straight away, but Neil only allowed himself a moment to look at him.
“Who the fuck are you?” A boy with dirty blond hair curled a lip at him as he entered.
Coach Wymack flicked the guy a look and held up a finger to silence him, “Gordon.”
Neil drew his eyes away from Andrew. “Hey Coach Wymack, Coach Griffiths says the Vixens are stuck across the county and asked the dance team to step in for tonight. I need the spare key to the Vixen’s changing room.”
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Dancer!Neil seduces entire exy team with his moves and discovers the found family trope.
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“What are you planning on doing, Andrew?” Wymack asked him, discarding the piles of paperwork littering the desk and turning his full attention to the conversation at hand.
“Going away.” Andrew told him, lighting up a cigarette and wondering the same thing. He hadn’t figured all the details out but that could be rectified by spending a week in Columbia on his own searching for jobs and apartments. He had enough left in the bank from Tildas’ life insurance to secure a lease until he found work. The only question was where he was heading, he wasn’t interested in sticking around Columbia where he could run into his family.
“You only just got off the meds, have you thought this through?” Wymack asked, leaning back in his chair and scrubbing a hand over his thinning hair. “I know Exy has never been the endgame for you, but I thought you’d stick around for the degree.”
Andrew shrugged carelessly. A degree didn’t mean anything unless you had plans to use it and Andrew wasn’t that committed to his future. “Sorry, coach. Exy just isn’t what I needed it to be any longer."
-Neil was never recruited to the Foxes. Now Andrew must face the world without his drugs and he's not impressed.
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"What is your name." He wouldn't care usually, but the way this kid had avoided it last time he asked, he was curious.
"I've had six so far." He answers slowly, weighing each word. "Which one do you want?"
Six names? Yep, there is something going on there.
"The real one. The one that fits you best."
"Not my birth name then?" He sounds almost hopeful?
Andrew waits until he sorts through his thoughts. He has another hour before he has to go back.
"Abram." He decides after a long pause. "It's my middle name. The only one that doesn't have to change because it can just as easily be left out."- Language:
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Every hair on his new body stood on end as he quickly patted himself down, finding a wallet in his back pocket but nothing else until his shoe caught on the strap of a duffle bag, half buried in the sand under his bench. He yanked the bag up beside him, giving it a quick shake to loosen the sand clinging to the canvas fabric, before turning his attention to stripping the wallet bare.
He decided quite quickly that his other half was an asshole.
There was plenty of loose cash in his wallet, but not a single personal item of any manner. No ID. No bank card. No pictures of girlfriends or family. Not even an old receipt stuffed in the bottom.
At the very least, life hadn’t disappointed him with how shitty things could get.
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