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"What the hell? Where am I?"
Asuma looked around, confused at what had just happened to him.
The first he saw was that chuunin Academy Teacher, Iruka. He seemed to be sitting at a desk, desperately filling out what looked to be a huge stack of forms.
"Muwahaha... So, I get someone NEW to play with?"
Asuma stood still, then began to slowly turning around.
'I know I'm gonna regret looking... Oh god, what the hell is going on?'
"I see that you recognize me... Then again, if you didn't, I'd probably just call you an idiot."
"K..K..Kyuubi no Kitsune? What the hell?"
"Yes... my vessel has developed a jutsu that brings people into the seal with me. I get to torture them for a little while before they leave... But hey, it's more then most biju can say."
"Torture? Uh, but what the hell is Iruka doing over there, then?"
"Him? Well, at the moment he's filling out my son's financial aid forms for college, attempting to get him as much money as possible without revealing that he can easily afford college at his own cost. He's been doing my taxes for the last few years, actually."
"... Tax returns? You have a son?"
"Well, they ARE demonic taxes... they tend to be even more of a pain in the ass to fill out then regular taxes.
"And what to do with you... Well, I normally break new people in with a hopelessly impossible task..."
Asuma kept on looking around, hoping to find some kind of exit. He looked over at Iruka, and saw the man literally crying on the forms.
'If normal taxes are bad... I actually feel sorry for the guy.'
But before Asuma could make a move to escape, Kyuubi spoke up.
"Well, I already sent the last newbie to a Turkish Football game, and had him make sure that nobody got killed in a riot... Ooh, I got a good one. You'll play the original ET video game, and not only have to beat the entire thing, but you can't break the controller or the system in the process."
"Well... that doesn't sound that bad... But what's a video game?"
"Oh, you'll see..."
The Imprint, Chapter 2
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