simple before the end [closed]

[NAMIKAZE, MINATO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]It had been a long time since the last time that he could remember when he had had some time alone with his wife. It had been a long time, and he had finally gotten some time off from Izumu Chou. The school was constantly taking his attention and that made his family suffer at home. It was something that he hated but it was also something that he would find ways to work around the fact. Tonight was that compromise. He had promised to take Kushina out that that night. The previous week he had taken Naruto out to a baseball game he had wanted to see, so tonight he was on his own. Of course, he had left him some money for pizza and a couple of rental movies that he could pick up. Minato knew most likely he would be causing more trouble than staying home and watching movies, but he would deal with that when the time came. Tonight was special. He was to concentrate on only one person and she was beautiful. In his eyes her red hair was her most beautiful quality. She glowed in the moonlight and his blue eyes showed how much he loved her that night, how much he loved her every night. He had taken her to dinner earlier that night, somewhere special and now, it was a evening stroll in the park. It was what they used to do as kids, extravagant nights that he would always remember. He loved her, and he always would just as much as he loved Naruto and would always look out for him no matter what happened or what complications stood in the way. His blue hues glanced up at the moon unaware of just how important this one moment would be with the woman he cared about so much. "I love you Kushina, I will always love you." he said holding her hand gently unaware of anything going wrong in that perfect moment. [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

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[IWATE, OSHIRO!]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 350px,bTable] [STYLE=background: url('http://i.imgur.com/IVxz0.jpg'); height: 90px; width: 90px; border: 10px solid #474747;] [/style] [STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14; ]words[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]xxx[/style][STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14; ]tag[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]Minato[/style][STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14;]notes[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]some notes over here.[/style]

[STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; background-color: #474747; color: DBDBDB; padding: 10px;]The moon lazily floated among the dim stars in the black ocean. A large partake of clouds covering most of the starts, but allowing the moon to be seen as it dimly illuminated those down below. The many street lamps that littered the park shone a pale orange illuminating the park. It wasn't uncommon for people take strolls through the park at this time of the hour. Many children out past their bedtime would harbor themselves in the deepest parts of the park going about their vigilante style. The hobos would gently fall asleep on the benches with their newspaper blankets to cover them or even during the colder times take a nice nap in the bushes near by. Tonight seemed a lot different than from most peaceful nights. Out of the few that traversed the park was a group of men. All clothed in questionable gear. Way out of style for these times, ancient gear that only seemed to exist in the history books. If the masks on their faces didn't give them off as strange, then the weapons that they carried would definitely give questions to what they're up to. Out of the group one man seemed to be in charge. He, unlike the others, didn't wear a mask. Rather he wore an eye patch on his right eye. He strode through the park with confidence. He was headed towards something and nothing was going to stop him. As the group of unknown origins quickly made their ways through the park a couple came into their sights. A man with blond hair and a woman with fiery hair. Both very intimately engrossed with one another. Looking towards the leader, the man in question smirked and pulled out a blade. Looking towards his group, the leader gave a single for them to back off as he approached the couple with a smile on his face. Without a single word towards the two, he aimed his tanto towards the red headed woman's stomach as the others rushed Minato to grab him. [/style]

[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]created by mama blu of btn[/style]

[NAMIKAZE, MINATO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]Minato had a slight shiver, something that he didn't get often. There was something bad going on, something very bad. He didn't like it but tried not to show that something bad was going on. He absently pulled his wife closer to him without any thought on the matter of being afraid of whatever was giving him such a bad vibe. He hated to admit but he had been in his own share of fights back in the day. The old ways had always been something that he had been interested in. So when the sight of them came into view he pretended not to notice them. But then, something bad happened. He realized that hiding his knowledge would do nothing for his or Kushina's benefit. Their target that night was not just some simple person on the street it was then. A slight tense came over him and Kushina became aware of the moment. She quietly asked him what was going on. He was about to respond before it turning into an all out fight. People rushed as the only unmasked man attacked Kushina. His first instinct was to put himself in the way. But that undying instinct to protect his wife, made him forget that there was others coming after him. Minato was grabbed before he could move to her aid. A dark instinct seemed to kick in within the blonde's body. He attacked in a flash of kicks. Back in the day when he had been in this kind of thing before Kushina had come he had been called the Yellow Flash. It was true, he was faster than others but he was also outnumbered. He was winning however until something made him freeze. It was a scream, a cry for help, a cry for HIM. Minato froze as his body instantly spun to his wife's call. Just as her blood seemed to splatter on his front. His eyes dilated as he saw the weapon having found its way through her body in a wound that he knew would be life-threatening. "k-KUSHINA!!" he screamed in agony and anger. Any rational thinking he had disappeared into a blind rage that quickly consumed him. Forgetting about the others, he rushed at the man who had stabbed her in a attempt to get any kind of vengeance for what had happened. Part of his rational thinking telling him there was no way his wife would survive this night.. [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

[STYLE=font-family: ms gothic; font-size: 12px; text-transform: uppercase;]MADE BY jumpstart! of btn, ote and ls[/style]

[IWATE, OSHIRO!]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 350px,bTable] [STYLE=background: url('http://i.imgur.com/IVxz0.jpg'); height: 90px; width: 90px; border: 10px solid #474747;] [/style] [STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14; ]words[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]xxx[/style][STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14; ]tag[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]Minato[/style][STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14;]notes[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]some notes over here.[/style]

[STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; background-color: #474747; color: DBDBDB; padding: 10px;]The one-eyed man grinned as his blade slide right into the woman's gut, his target more than just her body, but her organ. Once the stomach is pierced it was only a painful death for the person unless they're given immediate help, but there would be no help for these two. Oh no, the only thing that they'll find is death and pain. Once the blade slide out from the woman's body a laughter erupted from the man's mouth. His head bending back as he laughed towards the sky. Stopping abruptly from his laughter his eye sets towards the blond man, a grin spreading even more on his face at the enraged look on the man's face. "Let's rumble!" He roared as he flipped the blade in his hand into an attacking pose before running towards Minato with intent to slice the man's eye out. While the leader and Minato duked it out, one member crawled his way towards the woman as he pulled out a bag and a rope. Intent upon roping the woman up and hanging her from a tree as a display of their prowess. After all, everything is just a show. Whether the man's slice made it's way towards Minato's eye or not, he jumped back to give a distance between the two as the rest of the group made their way towards Minato. As if they'd let the guy go against their leader, even if the blond got a few good punches towards them. "Shouldn't you worry more about you do have left? AHAHA!" His words echoed in the park, his eye catching sight of his men heaving their blunt weapons ready to beat Minato up. [/style]

[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]created by mama blu of btn[/style]

[NAMIKAZE, MINATO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]There was so much anger and so much pain boiling through his body. He had let her get hurt, HE had let them do this. These men had to know who he was. Anyone else would be stupid to try and fight one of the old leaders back in the day. He had long forgotten that past, but had never been able to truly run from it completely. His past had a tendency to catch up with him often, which was why he tried to do good, tried to run the school and help others. Kushina had changed him, and for the better in his own feelings. But now, the one time she really needed him he had been useless to him. The man had the audacity to laugh, laugh at her pain, laugh at him with her blood caked on him as a reminder that he had failed. A dark glaze came over minato's blue and once gentle eyes. "You are a fool. You must not know who I am, unless you really wanted a quick death." he growled. The dark words flicked over his tongue like poison on a needle. There had been a few things that he had kept from that time so long ago. And this was one of the reasons he had. As the man rushed him a small flash came from the moonlight against steel as he drew two weapons from within his coat. He would never have told Kushina that he still had them, but now it didn't seem to matter. Three-Pronged Kunai flicked into his hand as he blocked the blade that came for a quick slash at his eye. He took his own slash at the man's stomach while he blocked with one Kunai. Unfortunately he had only brought two with him while the man had several of them. As they continued to talk they pushed him even more a darkness completely sank over Minato. "Prepare yourselves, for the return of the Yellow Flash. You will not lay one single finger on my SON!" he growled in anger. He was done being kind and peaceful. He was ready to go back to that other state. He could only pray that Naruto was safe and that he would forgive him for not being able to save their own personal angel. [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

[STYLE=font-family: ms gothic; font-size: 12px; text-transform: uppercase;]MADE BY jumpstart! of btn, ote and ls[/style]

[IWATE, OSHIRO!]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 350px,bTable] [STYLE=background: url('http://i.imgur.com/IVxz0.jpg'); height: 90px; width: 90px; border: 10px solid #474747;] [/style] [STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14; ]words[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]xxx[/style][STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14; ]tag[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]Minato[/style][STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14;]notes[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]some notes over here.[/style]

[STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; background-color: #474747; color: DBDBDB; padding: 10px;]Oh just the look on his face just sent chills of pleasure down his spine. He just couldn't help but laugh even more at Minato. It was just too hilarious. Honestly there was a reason why they were doing this. There's always reason for what they do. "Mr. Dean, really. Do you take us for fools? Why else do you think we're doing this? KYAHAHAHAHA!!!" He could just tell that it wasn't just a few lucky movements that saveD Minato's eye from the same fate as his own. This man had a few secrets that everyone did. Adorable to see him play dress up and parade around as the beloved dean of some prick ass school. "Oh your son? I suppose he'll be one of the few that'll turn up as worse as your wife. What do you think happened to Kyodo's public school? RUBBLE AND TRASH OVER NIGHT. NOT A SHEER COINCIDENCE, MR. DEAN!!" With that roared he launched himself at the blond his blade slashing like a mad man. The frenzy of a beast coming at the man with a fury. Stopping for a moment at the sight of their leader, they gave their own cries and joined into the fight. Wary to stay out of the man's furious blade that thirsted for Minato's blood. Oh no, they wouldn't kill him. Not yet. All the while this was going on, a lone shinobi carried the body of the fiery red haired woman. Her body hanged upon the large tree with the leaves having the splotches of red tainted upon them. Her body hung quietly as the blood from her wound dribbled down onto the lush green grass. Dying slowly. Quietly. In the dead of the night. With her beloved ever so tainted by rage. Fall was coming. Coming so quietly as the leaves all turned blood red. [/style]

[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]created by mama blu of btn[/style]

[NAMIKAZE, MINATO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]That hurt, worse than anything that they could ever say and ever do to him. It was all his fault. They where here because of him. They were after him and it tore at whatever heart that he had left, a hurt that consumed him as much as the hatred had before the pain. His laugh tore at the anger once more and he continued to fight with the man. Fast strikes followed by clashes of steel against steal. It was a battle that would of taken much longer. However, much as minato was up to par, if not stronger than the man, the others also began to draw in with their own attacks. Soon enough, blood started to stain the green grass below his feet. Not only was Kushina's blood that dripped but his own fresh drawn blood from the numerous attacks being laid upon him. Though he stopped most of them, even he was no match alone. He continued to attack with his three-pronged blade. Stabbing and slashing cutting through flesh he had promised to never do again. Memories flashed through his mind of a time when he had been happy with Kushina and his son. Those memories seemed to be like a distant memory. He knew what was to come. No matter of his fighting style would change that. He wouldn't fail again. In secret he moved one of his hands to his pocket to his phone that laid hidden in there. Every second he got as a breath one letter would come out just in time for him to block a attack and take more wounds to his body. He had no other option, however and would not fail again no matter what had happened to him. As a final blow was struck enough to knock him off his feet and a gush of blood to come from his mouth the final character was sent along with his message. In one last move he threw his phone from his pocket and slammed his kunai threw it. The phone shattered, so they would not be able to track naruto threw it. One message was the only thing he hoped would save the only thing he had left. Somewhere in the confines of their home a particular blonde's phone would go off as the signal of a text message only a few words would come from his fathers phone. trouble, find some place safe [/style] [STYLE=font: 35px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #8DA4AC;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]I'M GLAD [/style]YOU CAME[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #8DA4AC; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]Turn the lights out now Now I'll take you by the hand Hand you another drink Drink it if you can Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts is here and now My universe will never be the same [/style]

[STYLE=font-family: ms gothic; font-size: 12px; text-transform: uppercase;]MADE BY jumpstart! of btn, ote and ls[/style]

[IWATE, OSHIRO!]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 350px,bTable] [STYLE=background: url('http://i.imgur.com/IVxz0.jpg'); height: 90px; width: 90px; border: 10px solid #474747;] [/style] [STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14; ]words[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]xxx[/style][STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14; ]tag[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]Minato[/style][STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14;]notes[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]some notes over here.[/style]

[STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; background-color: #474747; color: DBDBDB; padding: 10px;]He laughed and laughed and laughed. That's all he could seem to do. He was good. Very good, but even he couldn't handle someone of his skill and level along with others to flank him. It didn't matter the amounts of wounds that he sustained from their fight. He'd already lost an eye, what can a few more slashes around his body do? Just mere flesh wounds. It didn't matter. There were more important things to do. After a few minutes of a heated battle, the man before them began to slowly become weak and injured. Then the moment his body hit the floor and he made one last little struggle to pierce that phone of his, his men were up on him. A bag going over his head and his arms being tied up with ropes. One of them even graced the man with iron chains to keep him down. With a victorious smirk he walked over to the pierced phone and picked the three pronged kunai and phone up. Who could that man have made such a dire attempt to contact at this time of the hour? His precious son? The police? It didn't matter. What was important would be that they had won. "Alright, you bastards. You know what to do. Get his sorry ass out of this park, and don't forget to leave a little something for the press." He growled out with a grin. They all hooted. Many of them carrying the unconscious form of Minato and others pulling from their bags spray cans. Red paint sprayed upon the stone path. Their graphity work making a scene. All coated in red would be the words that the people of Kyodo will read when they awake from their troubling slumber. "this is our nindo. our ninja way! the old ways are back!" [/style]

[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]created by mama blu of btn[/style]