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Seika was the first to jump on the mic. She figured she'd get the advantage of being first. Maybe scare her clone into choking.

She opened her rap with confidence.


'Sup, b***h. You wanna sing and be like me? I can tell you, you'll never be half as good as me!

I'm the real mother ******** Seika Cheshiru, the baddest b***h in Sound!
People talk about me, all the way from Sand to Cloud!

b***h! You're lucky to just be wearing my style. So why don't you sit your a** back and listen to me for awhile.

I make grown men cry, just like Itachi did to Sasuke in episode eighty five!
How do you expect to beat me when you're not even my cup size?

I'm fly, the most wanted girl alive! I've been curb stomping bitches, since I was ******** five!

You're a clone of me! A tool of perfection for goodness sake!
Why don't you do something more productive than sing Justin Timberlake!?

You suck! Your tits are too narrow and your a** is too fat. I only made you to give myself a good laugh!

I’m colder than a Dairy Queen Blizzard,
This is Lord of the Rings, you’re the hobbit, I’m the wizard!

I only show emotion, when it suits me best. Right now I'm only being honest!
You can't beat me, just move along, WHO'S NEXT!?

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And with that, Seika shot the first bullet. Now it was time to see if her clone would choke or not.


Kai C rank:: 639+ 256 = 895/1000

The clone was pretty good at keeping her composure. Despite the fact that she WAS a clone. She could still manage to burn the original.


Whoa, b***h! Why are you being so obscene?
You're just pissed off, because you were all used up by the age of fifteen!

You only show emotion, when it suits you best? Honestly? I think you're a ******** hormonal train wreck!

You think you're tough s**t? I don't think the boot quite fits! Sometimes I wonder what happened to the rest of your ******** outfit!

You're having a child soon, perhaps you don't care. Hell, if I was a slut like you, I'd pretend it's not there!

I only sing Justin Timberlake, 'cause your boy here get's off on it.
He's got as much balls as a grown man watching swan lake!

You think I suck? All of your old friends hate your guts! If it were up to me, I'd tell them all to get ******** not trying to be mean but- ******** it anyway!
You're boring, everything you say is the same. b***h, b***h, b***h. Don't you ever stop having a fit? I'm surprised people don't ever get sick of it!

You're weak, always hiding behind Shuniji.
Tell me, what's that man gonna do with a two inch weenie?

It's okay, keep hiding behind your b***h-cake.
We'll see how long it takes till he becomes your first date rape.

I can tell now that things are heading south, So why don't you do everybody a favor and SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH!?



There were so many burns in that rap, Seika probably wouldn't even know what to do with them. Her clone however...stood tall and proud. How could Seika possibly beat herself?

Seika only raised a brow at her clone's performance. Though was not impressed by her "whore" routine. She was anything but! It's not her fault...everybody knows what happens when they visit the Otokage. Most of them never come out the same.

Regardless of the clone's insults, Seika puffed out her chest and charged forward until she was practically in the clone's face.


Geez! Somebody had b***h for breakfast!
How would you like a serving of a dish I call my favorite fist!?

First off, That high horse you're on thinks your a** is fat.
You look like you're jealous, girl. Do you think you even have a chance?

b***h! You're in my world now, where the hospitality is as cold as the weather. But there's only gonna be one successor.

You think I'm having this child by choice? ******** dumb a**! You're not the only one who can't have a voice.

You can take all that whore bullshit and blow it out your a**, you tit witch psychopath.
I'm the one who's gonna get the last laugh!!

Seriously, why would you rag on Shuniji like that? He's just expressing himself.
Say s**t like that again and I'll make you scream and beg for help!

I'm a b***h because it defines me as a person.
You wouldn't know anything about that, you're just a diversion!

One punch is all it takes to knock your a** flat! <******** with me and I'll come after you faster than a heart attack.

It's hilarious how you, a clone. Think you can be counted as an individual?
All it takes is a flick of my wrist to dispel you, b***h, you can't be cereal.

Don't you see? You'll never be as good as me.
Why are you even trying?
You're just a poser, a little clone that needs to stop crying.

Now sit down, have a seat and stop all the sass!
You won't be laughing when I ram my size five boots up your narrow, b***h a**!

You better brace yourself here for a minute or two, 'cause my boy Shuniji is going to beat the s**t out of the loser, and now that's YOU!


Seika even gave the clone the dramatic point as she finished. It was pretty tricky, trying to come up with things that wouldn't directly be insulting herself. So she merely rapped with threats.

Kai C rank:: 895+ 415 = 1310/1000 COMPLETE

Seika would have performed some sort of victory dance if she wasn't ushered away from the scene by Shuniji. Maybe it was best she didn't hang around....even if it was her clone. Watching herself explode wouldn't exactly be enjoyable.

Something was distracting her, a very familiar yet horrible feeling. Shuniji was angry....she didn't like it when he was upset. Though if you were around somebody like Seika it was inevitable. She could feel all the pent up pressure from the situation.

She reluctantly turned and looked Shuniji dead in the eye. Her gaze had hardened only for a brief moment, then Seika lost her confidence and dropped her gaze to the ground. There was no easy way to explain this to him. Even though he was probably one of the only people who could understand what it was like to receive surprises from the Otokage. 'Should've killed that clone as soon as it opened it's yapper.'

"I wish I could explain.." Seika started quietly, her eyes were evasive and refused to make any sort of contact with his.

'What does it matter? This doesn't concern you..so why should you even care?' All of those thoughts were viable for what she was about to say. The old Seika would have said that without any forethought. Though over the time spent with Shuniji, she knew better than to try and avoid his questions.

"I-I'm not sure how...it happened. I have no memory of doing anything like that with the Otokage, much less speak to him unless prompted too." She continued with a look of genuine confusion and placed a hand on the side of her head. She acted as if it gave her some sort of emotional support.

It seemed Seika was actually trying to figure out when this whole thing conspired. Though she was pretty sure if she remembered, she'd be traumatized to the point of silence for the rest of her life. Now she was only scarred for life. Her clone was right though...Seika was trying to ignore the fact that it was there and it existed. Just thinking about it now made her feel sick. This was hard to explain....Seriously. If she was fooling around with people she would have remembered.

"When I came back from my last mission...he told me that I was to bear his child." Seika spoke with a cracked voice. She was upset and was having a difficult time dealing with the situation. This was exactly why she tried to ignore it. You can't hide anything from a guy like Shun though.

Despite her bitchy, apathetic disposition and no moral regards for other peoples feelings. Shuniji's opinion was the only one she cared about. Which is why she didn't mention it to begin with, and why she was now starting to tear up. The pressure, the situation, the dangerous tone Shuniji had taken made her crack. Her bangs helped hide the distraught look on her face, while her gaze had remained downward. No. She wouldn't let him see her cry. Seika was stronger than this...

"I'm sorry....I'm so sorry....please understand.." Seika apologized repeatedly but what for? Sorry she didn't tell him? The crappy explanation? Or the fact that she was getting worked up over this? Well, that actually does sum it up.

Seika flinched as Shuniji snapped at her, causing her to make a small hiccup noise. She fell silent, holding her breath to keep herself from bursting out into tears. Only when he left did she weep silently into her palms.

She upset Shun again...

There were times where Seika wished she was a good liar but that would only make her a hypocrite. Shun hated those. He hated a lot of things. She wondered why he even hung around her. Maybe...it was the other way around? Yeah...she needed Shun. He was the reason she was still here...why she continued to press on. Still...she didn't mean to upset him. She intended to just tell him and be done with it but Seika couldn't hold herself together. She fell apart right in-front of him. It was her fault.

She shouldn't have said anything. If she decided to keep it from him and he found out much later, would he have forgiven her?

Seika sniveled helplessly and brushed her sleeve against her cheeks, trying to dry the tears that seemed to fall relentlessly. Then she suddenly paused....as if she just remembered. 'That's right...Shuniji didn't have much time left.'

Her lips quivered even more. She couldn't quite understand why but...that thought alone made her heart feel so heavy. A world without Shun....seemed less glamorous to her. It would be empty.

She would be empty.

With a small sniffle, Seika decided to go the opposite direction and sulk elsewhere.

The sound of shattering bark could be heard from below as Seika sat on one of the highest branches, about 250 feet above, sniping other tree branches with her own charka enhanced spit balls. She didn't have it in her to take it out on other animals...So this was how she decided to sulk. She had yet to see anybody else roaming around the place, though she'd rather have it that way. She wanted to be alone.

A shade of light pink surrounded the bottom edge of her eyes. She had been crying for what seemed like hours. It was so painful...her heart felt like it was being strangled and dragged around on a bed of nails. Her cheeks were no longer tickled by the tears, they stung. She wished there was an alternative to Shun's fated destination. There was just no way...

Seika was more upset about the thought of him being gone forever, than the fact that she would be completely alone. Despite the painful feeling of pressure in her sides, she was completely taken in by this predicament. Even pain had a weak grasp on her at the moment.

It was so easy to forget because he acted like his same old douche-bag self, despite the impending death he faced. Only he was on steroids x9000.

Seika didn't consider herself "strong" or "formidable", she just did what she could to survive. Hell! She didn't even want the Otokage's rewards. Nothing mattered to her as long as she had a purpose. Both Shun and the Otokage gave her one. If this was enough to make her happy...then why was she so upset? Seika let her head hang as she hunched over on the branch. She didn't have the answers, she never had the ******** answers.

The realization, the fact that she knew nothing made her teeth grit in disdain. How is it...that she could be so damn contempt with her own fate, yet not know a single thing about herself? The real her? Seika had created an image of herself. The person she wanted to be, the person everybody wanted her to be. The answer was simple. She was having trouble restraining her real self. Thoughts poisoned her, made her weak and leaked out for everybody to see.

She wanted to be herself. She really did...

But Seika lacked self confidence in that aspect. She would fight to the bitter end, for an order, somebody else's belief, but not her own.

It was stupid. This was stupid. Seika bit her lip and puffed out her cheeks, making a small aggravated grunt. Maybe if she held her breath long enough...all her problems would go away. Yeah...she'd lose consciousness and fall to her death! .....Providing she could hold her breath long enough to not get ******** bored. Nine minutes was her record but she was sure she could break it. At this point one would think it was a halfhearted attempt at suicide.

Wait, babies needed air, right? Seika hesitantly glanced down at her midriff area and prodded her stomach with her finger, just like a child shoving away the icky broccoli on their plate. She didn't hate this...thing per-say. She just hated how it was brought up. Once upon a ******** time, Seika was MAGICALLY pregnant.

No, no-no...that was just silly. She was pretty sure he must of done something while she was knocked out from all the ******** drugs he put them under every time the Otokage was making "modifications" to their bodies. It could have happened when he dropped that snake down her throat. 'Ewwww. Why do you do this, Otokage?' Remembering it made her sick again. She took aim at one of the neighboring tree's branches and exhaled one of her more powerful chakra enhanced 'spit balls'. She watched the giant branch shatter at the base of the tree and fall at least 250 feet. It made a loud thump as it hit the ground. She was sure it was completely destroyed but didn't bother to check.

'Why did he say "Host?" Why couldn't he say it ******** normally. The way he said it, made it sound.....creepy.' Seika thought with a pursed lip. Shame of her for thinking there was anything normal about the Otokage. 'Hmph' She smiled at her own lame joke. Though it quickly diminished when she a strange wind sent shivers up her spine. Each wind that brisked her skin was cold and numbing, she felt it all the way to her bones.

'New life...' Seika thought with a grim look on her face.

The Otokage even managed to make that sound god awful. However, there was no avoiding the situation. Even if she disliked the idea of "hosting" his child, it didn't change the fact that it was there...and it was very real. Feeling a bit overwhelmed with these thoughts, Seika took her head phones off and set them on her stomach. She slowly slouched on the tree branch until she was laying flat on her back.

Seika should start drinking. Seriously.

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Singing was only meant to occupy Seika for so long, she needed some action. Despite the fact that she was known to sloth around on her days off. An impersonal b***h cake that only did things for the sake of her own amusement. WHERE WAS THIS PERSON NOW?

Her eyes wondered lazily about as she searched the skies for some form of amusement. It was obvious she was bored with sulking and tried to distract herself with something irrelevant to her problems. This was also around the time she decided that cloud watching was completely stupid.

Seika slowly raised her hand to the sky as if she were reaching for something. A medium sized white snake slithered out of her sleeve, just like she commanded it to. It's body swayed back and forth, holding it's upright posture for quite some time before withering away. She merely blinked at it's action and flicked her wrist around, summoning two more in it's place. The same thing happened to them as well. Seika glared at her hand as she balled it up into a fist.

Fine. She got the message.

Just like any tool, they needed a purpose, they needed a direction, a path. That which Seika had but she lacked the understanding of that certain direction. No...she just didn't like the path she was going down. She knew her purpose, the reason for her current existence.

All this pent up frustration made Seika sit up from her laying position with an aggravated sigh. She needed something to strangle. With a small movement of her arm, she made a hand sign and produced a shadow clone. However it didn't appear in front of her or, by her side. A cloud of smoke lingered over by the branch of the tree rooted the direction she faced.

Seika and the clone had a short stare down, both of them were completely still, waiting for either of them to move. Suddenly Seika tensed up. The clone read this as the start of an initiation and prepared to defend.

"....BLARG!!" Seika leaned the other direction and puked.

"....." A bit disgusted, the clone started to touch it's own face to make sure it wasn't deformed or something.

"It's not you..." She assured her clone, her face a bit paler than usual.

"Oh, okay."

After that the two just sat there awkwardly, Seika of course had an unmoving glare on the clone. At first the clone hadn't said anything but it was becoming harder to ignore, the glare felt as if it could melt her face off.

The clone was the first one to say anything. "You look slightly more pissed off than usual, did something happen?"

"Tch." Her glare on the clone sharpened ten fold.

"......You wanna talk about it, buddy?"

"Not a chance." She hissed and flicked her wrist out, ejecting a few snakes at the clone.

This action wasn't very surprising and was most likely the most typical thing Seika would do. The clone didn't have any problem leaping out of the way.

"Figured so." The clone spat as she landed on a lower branch and gave the original an expectant look.

Seika returned the look with a dirty scowl. She knew what that "look" meant. The clone was challenging her yet again. Only this time it was something much more subtle, like a game of who can kill who first.


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