fom my fic shinigmi cap 14
Shikamaru knelt for picking up the horse skull when a membrane wing as that of a bat it wound as to comfort it."I don't have cold Jugo." The boy in all answer tightened more the arm-wing around him and kindly spoke to him."You could be also more comprehensive... your brother loves a lot yourself, I feel him."
Shikamaru didn't say anything and kept on recomposing the skull and crossbones."It is not as us, Jugo."
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Ah, ma è il capitolo 14. Io sono ancora indietrissimo.
Andrò avanti a leggere, comunque, prima o poi!