Somewhere in the snow

i want an MP-5 with a silincer...yea that would be awsome semi automatic rocksass

*softly throws water on sasukes face hoping to revive him*
naruto: uuuh maybe you should just unchain him from the toilet
*bores holes into naruto with her eyes*
kri-chan: THAT is simply NOT an option, he remains on the toilet
naruto: uuuuh you do know how weird you are right?
*glomp attack*
Kri-chan: ooooh naruto! you and i belong together i just KNOW it! you and i are so alike! i swear i am inhabited by a demon as well and i always have this insane urge to be happy! we would be so good together!
Naruto: *sweatdrops* well you see i got this thing for this one guy...

Thanks again go to nacht!

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Somewhere in the snow

Chapter Five: Fate led me through it


Waking came with the horrible realization that she was stiff and unable to move. That whatever warmth she had managed to keep during the night was now gone, leaving a gaping hole of chilly air behind her. Sakura wondered how long Itachi had been outside and moved to pull back the flap to look for him.


‘I didn’t even notice him leave…’ She mused as she flinched from the frigid air that blasted into her face. It took her a moment but she finally found him standing at the edge of the overhang.


Itachi stood on the leeward side of the hill out of the wind with binoculars scanning the land down below them. He was careful not to allow the sunlight to reflect off the dull metal as he slowly allowed his sight to trace the hills down below them, looking for any pursuit…not likely but he was always cautious. He lowered the binoculars then blinked furiously as his vision failed to adjust normally, narrowing then widening as he strained his eyes to refocus. Shit, it was getting worse.


He heard the girl stirring behind him and turned to contemplate her garish pink hair peeping over the top of the sled as she in turn looked for him. She smiled softly and shyly pulled the blanket up over her nose, her eyes following his every movement… 'Damn it. This wasn’t the way it was supposed to turn out!'

Of that he was certain, he didn’t know what the hell he was thinking. He had said it without forethought, just a basic idea that this was something he had to do. He turned away to scan the hills lower down the mountain, and noticed the black ominous clouds slowly making their way towards him.

They were situated on the side of the mountain where weather was forced to make the climb from the lands down below. This caused a rainshadow effect, drying out the lands on the other side of this mountain range while leaving the eastern side completely saturated with all the water that should have traveled hundreds of miles before releasing its load. (1) This is what caused these mountains to be buried in so much snow each year. It had even been known to reach 25 feet or more.

This is exactly what was happening now. Itachi estimated from the rate and size of the clouds that he had maybe three hours to get to his own secret hide-a-way before the storm broke over them making any further movement impossible. Getting stuck in that weather in their condition would likely kill both of them, and it was too late to abandon her now. They were still fairly far from the tree line, making this a very dangerous place during the winter, which unfortunately, was why it had been chosen.

No one else was stupid enough to come up this time of year, except for hermits and dumb-ass ninjas who thought they could defeat anything. That made it a fair bet that staying up here wasn’t HIS idea, but he was now forced to live with it, and make the best of a bad situation. He might have no qualms about killing someone in front of him, but he had surprising reluctance to abandon someone who depended on him so completely. If he left now he would live, but she wouldn’t get far in her condition.

The sled wasn’t going to make it...they didn’t have enough time and he had overestimated it's maneuverability. Pulling that thing was like trying to navigate a yacht up a stream, it tended to do what it wanted to, taking both skill and strength to keep it from tipping. He had almost lost control of it twice yesterday but he doubted the girl even noticed, she had been asleep almost fifteen minutes into the ride. He made up his mind almost immediately, they needed to leave and they needed to leave now. He turned, raced over to the sled, ripped back the tarp, and reached in for the girl.

“What?! What is it?” Sakura asked worry clear in her voice.

“We need to go. There's a storm coming up and it will be here in three hours…but count on less. We have to abandon the sleigh.”

This was said as he started pulling everything they would need to survive, nothing more, and shoving it quickly into a pack. Sakura stood on the frozen ground shifting from foot to foot willing the cold to go away like she had learned in her training. It was difficult to do when you were half naked, half wet, with no real idea when you would get warm again.


Itachi shoved the pack at her, motioning at her to pull it on, before throwing blankets and a spare rain slick over her. Sakura carefully laid out the rain slick and stepped onto it waiting for Itachi to finish preparing. He started tying down everything on the sled and fastened it tight to a tree that looked as if it had been there as long as the mountain. Not likely to go anywhere even in the worst of storms. Before they could leave he started searching one last time through their packs. Sakura watched as he pulled out a long red scarf and jumping up into the tree, tied it off in one of the highest branches.

Itachi came back to her and turning around gestured for her to climb onto his back. Which wasn’t easy with a large pack on her back and shrouded in blankets, but she managed with little awkwardness on either of their parts. Wasting no time he started the final leg of their trip, this time traveling eastward, away from the tree line but deeper into the heart of the mountains where few people ever dared to travel even in the summer.

This part of the mountains was known only as the ‘Heart’. Where the blood of the mountains spilled forth in the shape of enormous dark trees filled with every imaginable poisonous animal and was, unfortunately, the last strong hold of the demon clans. Who were sure to keep careful control of their own domain. After the demon wars, the majority of the demon clans had been decimated, leaving these sad pitiful remains of mostly small dark demons, jealously guarding their small portions of land zealously. Few humans ever braved this area and even fewer ever came out alive.

Surprisingly, there were small communities of people who had managed to live and thrive in these lands their whole life. Some were just one large family living in a single cabin, surviving off of what they could plant in the summer and could kill each winter in their traps. These were people who were extremely distrustful of strangers. Most humans who ever made it this far were not the kind to be tampered with, while some were demons, disguised, hoping to obtain an easy meal and maybe whatever pretty baubles that were kept stored away from prying eyes. They were formidable even to regular ninja. They had just lived too long in a place where the very earth tried to kill you, making them hardened and wary.

It was to one of these cabins that Itachi headed. Located in a valley far into the foothills where the mountains soared high into sheer cliff faces all around them, their majesty a seeming threat to the sky itself. Their ominous lengths serving to block out almost all sunlight. He had immediately claimed the cabin as his own when he had found it rotting unused. Trekking up here numerous times to lay in supplies and enough weapons to hold off any threat. The hardest part had been reinforcing the roof and walls in preparation for assault, using earth style jutsu to subtly strengthen it.

This itself had been a chore due to the unusual native granite, which suppressed chakra, secreted into every form of life that lived off the bones of the mountain. Only experienced chakra manipulators could work up here, and only if they fully realized what was happening. It was what kept the main populace out of this area, and even a good majority of ninja. Most weren’t skilled enough to stay any length of time without losing their ability to use Genjustsu and Ninjutsu. They had only been staying at the edge of these mountains before, but it had still been enough to keep Sakura from completely healing herself. Now it would be impossible, she would have to wait it out, and let her body finish healing on its own time.

The valley itself was an attacker's nightmare with one narrow pass into it and no way to scale down from either side. He knew, he had tried several times without success, scouring every inch of the cliff face looking for entry and escape routes. In all his thorough searching he had only found one tiny track, almost invisible, and it had taken him days to find it. One man could easily hold the pass for days if he tried hard enough. The mountains, themselves, repelled all attempts at attack. What Itachi found he had only made stronger, laying out increasingly lethal traps to any entrance to the valley. The early non lethal traps would be enough to keep any prying visitors away and uninterested in his goings on.

Every good ninja has a safe place to fall back to no matter where he is, especially a missing nin like himself. He chose not to fall into the group of ninja who clung to each other, seeking to have whatever remains of normality they could find. Banding together into groups and sharing their hiding places. He refused to think of Akatsuki in such a manner, he didn’t really think of himself as so much part of a group, but as a person willing to obtain a goal even if it meant having to run with people he considered scum of the earth. Which most of them were…except Kisame, he was really the only one he could stand.

But that was for different reasons all together. To think about it was one step closer to having their plans revealed. He had stressed this to Kisame so many times that to let himself do it now would be hypocrisy.

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It was two hours after leaving their meager camp that he came to the entrance of his stronghold. The girl was a dead weight dragging down on his back. Easy enough to carry if he concentrated on the feel of long lean legs clamped down hard on his waist, warm breathe ghosting on the back of his neck and ear for two hours…that was pleasant. Itachi chose to focus on 'pleasant' instead of how heavy the pack was and how her tight hold on his neck had made him go light headed...hell who was he kidding? With her clinging to him like that, there wasn’t much blood going north anyways.


He carefully made his way into the valley, disarming then re-arming the traps behind him. Not bothering to fix traps that had degraded over the year he had been away. There just wasn’t time, the first flurries of snow were falling around them as he moved at the fastest pace he would allow himself. His traps were dangerous, even to himself, if he wasn't meticulous as most could not be chakra activated. If this were a normal situation he would walk right through, knowing that his chakra signature would work like a key to keep them from firing. But they were manual, so they could easily backfire on anyone unwary enough to barge through. They were optimally designed to kill unwary attackers, and keep the more experienced ones busy while he either prepared his defenses or escaped as the situation demanded.

The wind picked up throwing drifts into his face, and fortunately for him, this time of year the snow was no longer ‘wet’ like it had been earlier in the season and had cooled down to the point where it was ‘dry’ snow. Finally, the last of his traps had been bypassed, with the girl chattering at him the whole time…but he wasn’t fooled…she had been watching every move he made. He would have to reset and move his traps when he was able or this could fast become a liability.


The last half mile to the cabin was made in quick order and reaching the overhung entrance he let the girl slid from his back. Flipping switches and releasing secret panels, he forced his way in through the jammed door using all his weight against it to move the heavy frame. When he had set her down she hadn’t moved, her small frame huddled close to his back, and she buried her face into the warm area where her belly had pressed into his back. Sakura quickly abandoned him once the door was open, making a dash for the dry interior and out of the biting wind.

“Ahhhh! That’s SO much better!” she exclaimed dropping the now sodden blankets near the hearth.

It was a big improvement from anything they had seen in the last two weeks. Kisame’s little cabin while adequate, was drafty and uncomfortable with the bare minimum of anything. Itachi liked to be well prepared for whatever he could possibly need.

The cabin was set flush with the cliff side above it, and provided cover from all but the deepest snows. While it was still easy to get buried out here, it was no longer a problem. When he had explored, he had found that this cabin had been a gold mine, literally, with a discrete entrance carved into the stone face leading down into the heart of the mountain itself. With one other very interesting thing, whoever came before him must never have found gold, or at least not enough to make the venture worthwhile, but they had found hot springs deep in the mountain. It had been a pleasant surprise when he had found them down one of the more traveled tunnels.


Itachi had spent most of the last two days ignoring the cold that had slowly seeped into his body, but it refused to be ignored any longer. Unable to exercise and maintain her own body heat the girl must be feeling it even more then him. After securing their few belongings and grabbing the pack, Itachi made his way to the tunnels, pulling the girl behind him.


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Sakura squinted into the darkness, then shielded her eyes as a light was struck. Itachi had led her into a cave that lay behind the cabin and in the very wall of the mountain. She figured this area must be riddled with tunnels and caves, but why did he want to go even farther in?


“Itachi?” She asked, wondering exactly what he was planning to do. She was more than ready for a fire and that bed back in the cabin had looked far too comfortable to pass up for this long.

He again took her wrist in his grip and keep pressing deeper into the corridors. Sakura carefully memorized every turn in case she had to make this trip on her own, it never hurt to be careful. Just as her frustration had reached a peak, she smelled it…a scent she knew well enough to know it anywhere.

“HOT SPRINGS! HELL YEA!!” it burst from her mouth without any conscious will of her own and breaking free from Itachi she rushed forward following the scent to lead her right to them.

The sight of the water bubbling up into the underground pools was almost more then her heart could take. Blessing every God in her personal repertoire, she started ripping off her clothes in preparation to dive into the heavenly water. Just as she was about to sink into bliss, she was grabbed from behind and forcefully pulled back from the edge of the pool. Setting her down on a stone bench Itachi scowled at her fiercely, a look of supreme annoyance on his face.

“Don’t ever do that again,” he stated quietly, raising the hairs on the back of her neck. “I haven’t been here in over a year, any shift in the mountains and this water could easily be over two hundred degrees or have become acidic. You have to test it first every time or else you could be boiled to death before you even had a chance to think about jumping out.”

Properly chastened, Sakura moved her hands up to cover her now vulnerable body. Itachi stared down at her and sighed. At least the air here was warm and it was already getting to him. Walking away from her, he crouched down at the edge of the water and let his hand slowly glide over the surface, allowing just the back of his hand drift into the water waiting for anything to happen. It was a little hotter then he usually cared for but right now he didn’t really give a damn, he just wanted to be warm.

He lifted his hand and looked for any discoloration or feeling that might indicate unhealthy chemical levels in the water but he found none. He turned to the eager girl and allowed himself a moment to admire the beautiful view offered up to him. Her long slim legs and beautiful pink bush peeped out at him as he crouched, both at eye level. Noticing his perusal, Sakura quickly clenched her thighs tightly together. After a second thought, slowly let them open, oh so slightly, fascinated by how his eyes followed every movement playing over the shadowed skin.

“You can get in now. Go slowly, you have been cold for a long time and will be hypersensitive to the heat until your body adjusts.”

He pulled his eyes away from the tempting view she had just teased him with and went to light the small lanterns that had been left by the previous occupants. He was amused by the little splashes and squeals he heard behind him as she slowly immersed herself, her skin shocked by the sudden change in temperatures.

There was something about hearing a woman squeal that worked to make a man hard as a rock, and he quickly thought of other things to get his body back under control as he slowly disrobed. Unable to resist the lure of the hot water and the tempting little female in it any longer. He turned to find her floating on her back in the middle of the pool, her arms and hair gently floating out around her making a soft pink halo around her head. Mineral deposits in the water had slowly built up a reflective shield under the water and small crystals caught the lamplight, reflecting back light onto the ceiling, leaving her body in gentle glowing relief.

Sakura's eyes were closed with look of ecstasy on her face as the water lapped around her skin and eased the tight burning pain in her hip and leg. Itachi responded the look on her face, wishing that it had been his hands and mouth that had brought that look to her but glad just the same that he could give her this kind of pleasure. It was also another proven fact that a man could get the greatest pleasure just from a look on a woman’s face, while women are turned on by experiences and touching or talking.

Men are visual creatures and are built to respond to a woman’s’ pleasure. While some men can get off on pain in a woman’s’ face, a woman's face at orgasm looks similar to pain, and it is this expression that many men get off on. Itachi was experienced enough to know that men who got off on pain were usually men who were unable to give women such extreme pleasure that it could look like pain. That was the ultimate, and Itachi wondered how much it would take to make Sakura give him that expression…not just contented happiness like now, but excruciating pleasure. He started to plan how he could get that expression and continued to watch as his mind wondered, which was more sensitive to kissing…her neck or her belly?


Sitting down on the edge of the pool, he eased into the water, and waded closer to better enjoy the view of pert breasts gently floating. Lapped and caressed by the warm water, the lantern light outlining her skin with a radiant warm glow making him think of heated, sweaty bodies writhing. Occasionally a large waft of steam would rise and blocking her from his view, lifting enough to tease every one of his senses.

He lay back against the edge of the pool resting his head back in a perfectly formed hollow depression, and allowed his eyes to fall half closed. Leaving him with a sleepy, sultry look on his face. Itachi's eyes never left the girl floating gently on top of the water slowly drifting closer to him. Without warning she turned to him, swam closer, and looked back into his midnight eyes, dark fathomless gaze staring back at her.

She had never seen him look this…. content. It was odd but comforting, like looking at a tiger lazily napping in a warm patch of sunshine, fascinating in an exciting way knowing just how fast it could change from lazy and sultry to a lethal predator able to take her out with one sweep of his wicked claws. Maybe not a tiger…more like a panther waiting up in the trees watching its prey with searing eyes. She wanted to touch him. She wanted to tangle her hands in all that dark hair floating in the water around him.

She cautiously approached and when he made no move other then to continue to stare at her she let her body drift until she was just within reach of him. Sakura almost backed away when he made a sudden grab for her. He didn’t rush, one minute he was laying there, the next he had grabbed her and settled her on top of him. He lay his head back into the rock and with one arm thrown over her back, holding her against his chest, he let the other idly stroke her head pushing hair off her forehead.

He stopped suddenly, leaving a heavy weight on the back of her head forcing her to rest her face on his strong chest, letting her relax into the embrace. Emboldened by her sudden move, Sakura gently rubbed herself into his body waiting for a reaction. When he made no move, she looked up, and was surprised to find those dark fathomless eyes closed, even breaths falling on her face. His exhaustion had finally taken over and with the final push of the water he had fallen into a deep sleep.


‘I guess I just always exhaust him,’ she thought and then giggled silently to herself ‘now if I could only exhaust MYSELF as well. That would be even better!’ she thought about what it would take to exhaust the both of them and her face immediately turned a bright crimson as the naughty thoughts danced through her mind. But she was tired, and warm for the first time in what seemed a month, sleep didn’t take very long to find her either. Soon the only sound that could be heard in the room was the gentle lapping and bubbling of water and the soft exhalation as the two slept.

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Sakura blearily woke once more to movement. She realized that Itachi was carrying her somewhere in complete darkness. He leaned into the door and they were flooded with light. At the same time, she was flooded with the realization that she was still completely naked except for a towel draped around her. Itachi was wearing clothes that, from the smell, had been kept here for just this reason. Sakura turned to see a warm fire in both fireplaces with blankets and clothing hung in order to get the most of the heat, steam rose off in gentle waves as they dried out.

Sleepily, she watched as he kicked open a futon near the closest fire, he set her down, and she grabbed the blankets. Pulling them around her, she blearily stared into the fire, allowing a moment for her brain to not think while she watched as he went around the room checking clothing and turning a blanket as it dried. Finally allowing herself to think, she remembered that she had not eaten for quite a while and was more then ready to now.

“Is there any food…I mean is there anything in particular you would like me to cook? I’m getting pretty hungry, I’m sure you are as well…” she stammered to a stop as he turned to look at her then pointed with his chin to a wall close to the one that led into the tunnels.

Pulling the top blanket around her toga style, she headed back to see what she could find to cook. She opened the door and she was amazed at the large room filled with nothing but food…. most of it canned but all of it perfectly preserved. She spent the next fifteen minutes sifting through everything, coming across canned meat, a lot of dehydrated fruit, and canned veggies. Sakura even found some old army issue MREs, full meals filled with every kind of carbohydrate and protein to keep a fighter going as long as possible on very little. To her delight, she also found a huge stash of candy bars with almonds. ‘Damn I hate almonds.’ But it was still chocolate, that was enough to be thankful for, but most of them had almonds, damn it

She quickly gathered enough to make a decent meal and at the last minute grabbed two candy bars for desert. Looking over at a can of fruit, sighed, and put the chocolate back picking up the fruit instead. ‘Once past your lips, forever on your hips I guess.’ The fruit and vegetables really were necessary if they were to spend any amount of time here. Without them they would soon find themselves the victims of scurvy, with increasing watery bowels, bloody gums, and finally, tooth decay and loss.

People this day and age still got scurvy just from a lack of vegetables and fruit in their diet. Itachi and Sakura were in a perfect position where they could easily fall to this and it was obvious that Itachi was aware of the possibility when he chose to stock this place. Meat only made up about 20% of his stores while the rest was dominated by vitamin enriched veggies, fruit, and canned milk.

Most mountain people lost a good majority of their teeth early due to a lack of foresight into this problem. But that would be hard to do with all of this, he even had dried vegetables especially chives leeks and onions. And wonders of wonders, only one case of ramen, rare…extremely rare, but thankful nonetheless. Sakura didn’t really understand why she had an aversion to ramen, she was just thankful that she wouldn’t have to live off the damn stuff for however long they would be stuck here, and from what she had overheard, was going to be quite a while.


Picking up her packages she went back into the other room and found the appropriate cabinet for the pans she would need started on a simple meal of rice, miso soup, powdered egg and stir fried greens. Careful to measure each portion, she looked over to find Itachi watching her from his corner where he had started to lay out all the items that had been in the pack. She grabbed her blanket as it began to slip and did her best to keep it from either falling into the fire or into the food. She just hoped her clothes dried out soon. Although, she didn’t look forward to wearing the same clothes for forever.

Itachi got up and quietly left the room just as the food finished cooking. Sakura set it by the fire to keep warm and waited for Itachi to return from back in the tunnels. While she waited she decided to explore the cabin starting with all the cupboards around her before moving into the other room. She heard Itachi come back in and dropped a load of firewood into the box …’Oh so that’s what he was doing’.


Her thoughts came to a crashing halt as she turned back to the cabinet she had been exploring and screeched when she looked to see a large pile of clothes sitting there. ‘That jerk! He just let me walk around in a blanket making me think there was nothing to change into.’

She stormed into the other room brandishing a pair of pants at Itachi but was stopped by the smirk on his face as her blanket once more came undone. This time falling completely off. She squeaked and hurriedly pulled on the pants, snatched the blanket back up in front of her knowing she had just lost any credibility in her argument.

“Why didn’t you tell me you had other clothes for me to wear?!” she demanded angrily.

“I thought when you saw me wearing new clothes you would get the idea…then you put on that cute little blanket and I didn’t want to tell you.”

Leaving it at that, he started to arrange new logs on the fire then reached for his plate of food quickly digging in, smirking up at her all the while. Sakura face-faulted and a large vein began to twitch on her forehead. Instead of screeching like she wished, she turned smartly on her ankle and stormed back into the other room to grab a shirt before heading back to sit down. She ate her food glaring at him the whole time.

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Outside the snow continued to sift down from storm-laden skies, the cold hardly felt by the couple deeply ensconced in their warm little hideaway.


Farther down below, great gusts of wind blew snow, whiting out visibility. Snow piled up at an incredible speed forcing the searching men to look for shelter…. all except for one.


“Sasuke! Sasuke come on! We can't stay out here. Sasuke! We can't see a foot in front of us, if you force the rest to go on we're only going to die out here!” Kakashi forced his voice over the roar of the wind, his words seemingly ripped from his mouth before they could reach Sasuke.

They had been out here searching since the avalanche. What had at first been a rescue mission had slowly turned into a recovery mission. Until finally, everyone had to admit that someone had either saved her and she couldn’t come home...or she was dead, buried under the snow. A foot at least had fallen in the last hour, any hope of finding her body was lost until spring. The rest of them could admit to that, and though it hurt, Kakashi had to think of everyone else. He couldn’t continue forcing them out into the snow to look for a dead woman, even if it was Sakura. That thought sent a bolt of pain through his chest as he slowly let the realization that she was most likely dead enter him.
But Sasuke ignored him, like every time before, he ignored everyone’s pleas and kept walking. Slowly covering the ground in front of him, calling her name and sifting his hands through the snow. Not stopping to sleep until exhaustion over took him, barely stopping to eat, living off protein bars that he could eat while walking. He forged on, forcing all the men with him to work at his pace. Frantically pushing them on…. even past the point where everyone knew she could not have possibly survived.

As the wind picked up again, Kakashi came up behind him and, praying for his student's forgiveness, pressed the Frimera point (2) in his neck. Sending him into blackness. Throwing the inert body over his shoulder, he grabbed a hold of the line leading back to the camp, and looked back once more over the wreaked field behind him, the wind whipping sharp stinging snowflakes into his eye,

‘Goodbye Sakura…whether you're dead or alive some where out there, I’ll see you in the spring.’ The feeling the moisture freely falling down his face forced him back to camp…. and back to Konoha.


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(1)Let me tell you a little bit about rain shadow effects cause I feel this is important…. Rain shadows are when weather systems move inland from the ocean and due to a large range of mountains blocking their movement are forced to dump all their precipitation on the ocean side of the mountains usually leaving the other side a desert while the ocean side is very productive although the land may suffer from extra nitrogen levels etc. Now this can vary in degree from nearly un-noticeable to extreme…like the Sierra Mountains, and in my own case Western (where I live) and Eastern Washington state which has three count them THREE significant mountain ranges one of them the cascades splitting the whole state in half and part of Oregon extending all the way into Canada…. that’s a big mountain range kids I just have to tell you. The fact is they might very well be two different states because this effect doesn’t just have topical effects it has an effect on the very culture of the people living there. So while some lands laying off shore can be desert like and don’t ask me to explain that cause I have just never lived there so I don’t know the example we are shown in the narutoverse can only explain Suna being caused by this…and it would of course be windy because it’s a desert…and wind is caused by heat…. well that’s a close enough description for this class I suppose. I don’t know if there is a large mountain range shown on the maps…. but it has to be there somewhere or else they just wouldn’t have those conditions, they would get to much precipitation from Konoha unless there are other drastic land changes besides mountains that would cause it….

(2) You know when you see guys in movies just reach out and squeeze a little point in the neck and WHAM people just go out like a light? Well I don’t really know what it is called in Asian philosophy but in European/American circles it is generally referred to as the Friemera point. Forget the spelling I could be wrong about the spelling but I am right about the name. I should know… I had to take anatomy and physiology and man I had to take SOOO many kinesiology classes to past my state board exams…not even nurses take more Kinesiology then massage/physical therapists, the only one who really do are some specialist doctors and surgeons. And since we do much stuff where we are working on adjusting and correcting the neck we are required on stuff NOT to do…and unfortunately in some cases knocking unconscious is considered a no no…..damn it