[holds up a clay spider] Yeah look. Such refined lines matched with a form that pursues two dimensional depth formulae. This is true art. But my art goes far beyond this as well. My pieces are versatile. While they hold shape, they're merely objects, but they can also explode. And when it does explode, it makes its essence more sublime, and it finally comes fully into its own. I feel that true art only lives in that flash of sublimation. True art is an explosion!
[as he speaks, Sasuke just stares with his Sharingan] You're about to be killed by my art. That is what annoys me the most about you and your brother! You think you're just so cool! Those eyes, those overconfident eyes make me sick! Your eyes, always judging me for my art! I'll never forgive them for that! You have absolutely no respect for my art! I can tell that you don't! I can never forgive those eyes that just ignore my art!
So you've retracted your Sharingan. Do you really take me that lightly? [Deidara rips his shirt off revealing a mouth on his chest that he feeds explosive clay] This is my ultimate art. This time I'm going to detonate myself!
[last words] In death I shall become art itself! No one's seen an explosion like this, one that will leave behind a scar on the very earth itself. And then I'll receive more admiration for my art than anyone has ever seen before! Sorry, Tobi. But while I will be admired you will most definitely be dead! This explosion will cover 10 kilometers! You can't run away from this one, hmm! Tremble, be afraid, recoil in despair, cower in awe, and cry your heart out! Because my art... IS AN EXPLOSION!
[last words, to Sasuke] You used me. Insolence! You damn brat, how dare you do such a thing to me? Those eyes, you hypnotized me with those damn eyes of yours. Me, you did this to me. How dare you.
[to Itachi who is standing in the rain] I have no idea what's going on in your head right now, not one clue. Yet from here it looks like you're crying. It's really too bad what happened to your younger brother. It looks like you're the sole surviving member of the Uchiha clan.
His Sharingan is at full power. His eyes will surpass even Itachi's. Then the time has come. I'm sure his mind is made up, since he doesn't have much longer.
Soon, very soon all of our goals will be achieved. When that happens then everything will be restored to its rightful place. The true power of the Sharingan that belongs to me... Madara Uchiha!
Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction isn't it? I never imagined Orochimaru would die. Remember how the three of us would go up against the Third Hokage?
And now flat as a board Tsunade has become the big bosomed Hokage. Ah, times have changed and always will. You were so beautiful back then and now you're a 50 something granny. But it does pain me to see how you hold the memories of your lost friends and loved ones inside that ample bosom of yours. As you know the numbers will continue to rise. Well then we'll just have to keep our emotions in check. The job that we must give to ourselves now is to set examples and help the next generation, Tsunade. To achieve that I'd gladly risk my life. Wisdom is the one thing that makes growing old worth it.
The Akatsuki, if its leader is in control of such a powerful group then how strong is he, I wonder? Jiraiya, this mission of yours will take you right into the lion's den.
Say how about you make a bet with me? You gamble everything on me dying. After all Tsunade, you always lose your bets, isn't that right? Promise me if I actually do manage to make it back alive... [acts like he's about to confess his feelings] I'm only kidding Tsunade! You know I'm grateful to you. Rejection makes a man stronger. I believe that you can't call yourself a real man unless you can laugh off all the bad stuff that happens to you, or at least use it as writing material.
Minato was a once in a generation genius. There won't be another like him ever. He was kind and gentle, yet fierce and full of grit. He became our fourth Hokage in the blink of an eye. Now I've never been a parent before, so I don't know all that much about these kinds of things. But if he'd been my son, I'd be very proud.
Now that you mention it Naruto may not be like him after all. He's not the kind of child you boast about. He's the kind whose mischief you'd try to cover up. No I would say Naruto is more like his mother was.
Once you've been hurt you learn to hate. But if you hurt another you become hated and you shoulder a sense of guilt. But it is because one understands such pain that generosity towards others becomes second nature. That's what makes us human.
So I was thinking. I really hope my soon to be born child can become an amazing Shinobi just like the main character in your book! So that's why I'd like to ask your permission to name my son after him.
