Не, не мога да се сдържа просто.
Е*АХТИ ЯКИЯ ЧАПТЪР, Е*АХТИ ЯКИЯ ЧАПТЪР, Е*АХТИ ЯКИЯ ЧАПТЪР, Е*АХТИ ЯКИЯ ЧАПТЪР, Е*АХТИ ЯКИЯ ЧАПТЪР!
Толкова хубав чаптър не е имало от месеци, сериозно.
Трябваше да го прочета три пъти, за да разбера точно кога, какво и как се случи. И не само това, да, и в други манги е имало "Това ще го преживяваш 15 милиарда години в мозъка си", но къде другаде всъщност НИЕ сме изпитвали какво се случва в генджуцу-то? Целият чап ние бяхме в главата на Кабуто, майндфъкнати от Итачи. Разбрахме що е то генджуцу, нагледно, и то по какъв начин.
Отново, страшен чаптър.
А последната страница беше върха на всички върхове, особено когато Кабуто разбра, че няма накъде да ходи вече, и почна да крещи "УЧИХА ИТАЧИ!!!"... <3
Наруто
Тва почти звучеше като сарказъм бтв ;дAmelia wrote: Best chapter ever!
Но...
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Не, сериозно, супер покъртителния чаптър...
И тоя head-to-head pokе, дето го врътна... Смисъл, точно преди това каза, че през целия с живот го е държал далеч от себе си със собствените си ръце (reference към поукването с два пръста по челото), та сега като го направи така, глава до глава, все едно някак махна всички прегради, дето е имало между двамата и сега са на равни начела, един до друг, не Голям брат > Малък брат.
Good stuff, Kishi.
Depending on your request, whether I will laugh or get angry, that will decide your lifespan, boy.
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Няма нищо по-яко от официален шип-тийз!!!
http://mangastream.com/read/naruto/81922126/7
Саске/Сакура и Хината/Наруто, мммммм!!! То тоя бонус чаптър е някъв фенсървис към предстоящия филм. Много е сладурски - половината мъжки каст се разхожда полугол насам-натам.
Бтв Какаши риташе задници в последния небонус чаптър. Баси, колко го обичам!
http://mangastream.com/read/naruto/81922126/7
Саске/Сакура и Хината/Наруто, мммммм!!! То тоя бонус чаптър е някъв фенсървис към предстоящия филм. Много е сладурски - половината мъжки каст се разхожда полугол насам-натам.
Бтв Какаши риташе задници в последния небонус чаптър. Баси, колко го обичам!
А аз нещо пак зациклих на тема Наруто фикове. Тоя път съм си изнамерила разни със Сакура и Саске, че тея със Сакура и Какаши ми поомръзнаха. И ужасно ми лази по нервите как авторките масово ползват думата "теме" (обиден начин да кажеш "ти" на японски, който Наруто ползва за обръщение към Саске) като някво съществитено нарицателно. Примерно, "we have to bring the teme back". Бе, мое ли да са толкова неграмотни? Не са ли зацепили досега кво значи тая дума? Очевидно е от анимето - Наруто никога не я ползва като говори за Саске в трето лице. Да си я преведат като "копеле" и да я пишат по предназначение, викам аз. И на Саске добе-то ползват много, ама там поне врътката със съществителните се получава. Досега никой не е изписал "усуратонкачи"-то на Саскето, слава богу!
Трудно се намират свестни фикове, дееба!
Трудно се намират свестни фикове, дееба!
Отчаях се от аут ъф керъктър помиите във Фенфикшън нет и отидох да си препрочета за чукурнайсти път Наруто фиковете на любимата ми малдорор в личния й блог. Тая е най-добрата фикаджийка, на която съм попадала въобще, изобщо. Има и доста фикове по ОП - така я намерих всъщност. Уви, все гейски ги пише, ама са толкова добри, че няма значение. Тук ще ви споделя един любим момент от едно уан шотче с Какаши и Ирука.
http://maldoror-gw.livejournal.com/713.html
Вократце, Какаши една пролет, ударен от хормона, изведнъж осъзнава, че Ирука е easy on the eyes и решава да го проучи, за да види дали има смисъл да се занимава с него. Следва ей тая сцена:
http://maldoror-gw.livejournal.com/713.html
Вократце, Какаши една пролет, ударен от хормона, изведнъж осъзнава, че Ирука е easy on the eyes и решава да го проучи, за да види дали има смисъл да се занимава с него. Следва ей тая сцена:
За феновете на Гъндам - тя има и някви фикс по Гъндам, ама аз не съм ги чела, щото Гъндам не ме влече."Class." Iruka clapped his hands. He sounded remarkably cheerful for someone who'd met a large group of six-year-olds at the ungodly hour of eight in the morning. "Come together please. This side of the field, away from the targets."
Kakashi was up a tree, well hidden from the grounds below. He watched with interest and the occasional shudder. He eventually came to the conclusion that stuff like B-class missions were a piece of cake.
Screw endurance training. Kakashi didn't think he'd ever withstood any survival exercise that could beat watching these hellions for a single day. The only reason Iruka wasn't a super-elite ninja by now was that he must be too tired to pass the exams.
"Katsuo! Don't stab your little friends with a kunai."
Maybe he was in training to take over as Hokage.
"Okay, who threw that shuriken?"
Either that, or there were no children in the target range at all, only Iruka clones, and the real kids were buried somewhere in the woods out back.
"I know it was you, Yorike Ichiro. If you ever get to be a genin - which at the moment I doubt - you’ll know that a Shinobi can trace the direction of a shot from the impact angle. That was my last warning. Start running, and don't stop until I say so."
A couple of old ladies had paused beneath Kakashi’s tree to discuss the latest gossip. Kakashi had been keeping an ear open to their chat for any potential blackmail material, so he overheard the following:
"Oh look, there’s a new class in for weapon’s training today. They've not settled down yet, I see. Umino-sensei is such a kind and patient man."
"He'll have them as well-behaved as the other classes in no time, I’m sure. He's so good with the children. Such a nice man. Everybody says so."
Yes, Umino-sensei's been doing this for several years now, and he's not become a psychotic killer. Or at least he's not been caught. Go him.
"Good throw, Yoko. Now, try hitting the target you were actually aiming at, okay? Go on, try again. Oops-
Frantic flapping.
"Don't worry, pigeons are tougher than they look."
Kakashi watched the bird shoot out from the yard, minus a few tail feathers. His tree was behind the kids and their teacher, but he was starting to wonder if he was quite safe up here after all.
Iruka directed his charges through exercise after exercise. Kakashi factored in the age and lower stamina of the participants, and decided that if he put Team 7 through the equivalent of this course, they would howl loud enough to put a Sound ninja's sonic attacks to shame. Kakashi watched in growing amazement. Occasionally, he took notes.
"Don't worry, the cut’s not that deep. Go to the infirmary, then go home. And by the end of the week, I want an essay from you on safe handling of bladed weapons - like the contents of my lecture yesterday - and why throwing it like that was not a very good idea. Right?"
That little twerp Yorike Ichiro had been running around the field all this time at a progressively slower pace. Each time he passed Iruka, the Chuunin just happened to be looking elsewhere than at the kid's wretched face. He was doing it so artfully that even Kakashi had fallen for it the first three times. But each time the kid stopped for a breather-
"Ichiro, you're not running?! Did you even manage one lap?! If you think you can become a Shinobi with that kind of weak attitude-"
Kakashi wondered if Ichiro would dare say a word for the rest of the class year. He also wondered if Iruka would be interested in taking over Interrogator Ibiki's post when the latter retired.
“Lunch? After seeing some of you aim, I'm not sure eating with pointy chopsticks is a good idea. Tell you what? Why doesn't everybody concentrate real hard and try again. If we can all hit the targets, we'll go eat.”
Iruka nodded brightly, as if the groans and glares were cries of assent. Kakashi knew it took a hell of a lot of practice to be that oblivious. His experience also told him that it was going to be long past their usual lunch hour before these kids saw anything remotely edible, pigeon-sushi excluded. He could tell this from the tight, toothy way Iruka smiled when one of the shuriken went way wide. Kakashi was also ready to bet Iruka had had a very big breakfast this morning; it’s what Kakashi would have done.
The teacher finally managed to coax the class away from causing indiscriminate havoc to the training field and each other (and the passing wildlife), and direct them into causing more precise havoc against the target dummies. They were showing a lot of 'high spirits' as the ladies below the tree put it. Kakashi, more familiar with students, recognized those ‘high spirits’ as homicidal frustration unable to be directed against its legitimate target on the grounds that said target was the teacher.
Through it all, Iruka kept alternatively smiling with encouragement or shouting with disapproval as needed. He had a good drill instructor's voice, Kakashi noted with bemusement (he'd almost fallen out of the tree the first time Iruka had bellowed like that). Now that he thought of it, he'd heard that voice before, echoing through the village these past few years, generally with the word 'Naruto' tacked on to the end; he'd just never associated that kind of lung power with the mild-mannered teacher he regularly met.
And talking of drills...Kakashi remembered that he'd asked his own little soldiers to assemble at eight sharp at the other end of the village, and he was getting late even by his standards. Reassured about the future defense and attack potential of his village - especially if they kept up those 'high spirits' and directed them towards the enemy when the time came - Kakashi left to watch over his own students, who were in for a few nasty surprises after all that inspiration.
He would be back to observe Iruka later though. He was more and more intrigued.
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