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| Ahh, Shadow Clones!? And you've made several thousands. What can you possibly do in this situation? Spit at me? Can you...see my ragged hands? By your age, my hands were already soaked in blood. And once we're in Hell, I can take my time to show you over and over who is or is not a "amateur dish-washer"! You say my future is death...? I've had enough of your bluffs. I warn you, friendship, comfort and encouragement... I do not need these things- nor should you expect them from me. I really did find a treasure in that gutter... To think he'd grant me this marvelous chance in the end! Why...? Why... can't I keep up...? Damn it!! Forgive me... Kakashi... Our fight is over. I no longer have any reason to want to assassinate Tazuna... which settles our differences. You talk too much... And your words... they cut deep... Deeper than any blade... [dying] If possible... I'd like to go to the same... place as you're going to. I'm taking you with me... to HELL!!! [seeing snow falling] Is that you, Haku...? Are you crying...? |
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