D. listened to what Jess had said, but he couldn't care less from the look on his face. He was excited to be fighting again at least, even if it was a stupid and pathetic child.

"If you are trying to get pity out of me, that's not going to work, bitch," D. Kyuubi growled, "I couldn't care less how you feel or anyone that tries to assist. Just because you're a little brat doesn't mean you're always going to get your way. The world is cruel and you need to deal with it instead of trying to hide in the demon relm, thinking all your problems will go away. No one but your friends, or should I say those idiotic nutcases, will love you. Don't expect hand outs from anyone, because if you expect them, you're just disappointing yourself."

Back in the human relm, Deiara was still living within her old home. It was not damaged, it wasn't where anyone was killed, in fact, the small house wasn't even touched. Deiara sighed as she entered the small room she had. It was a bit messy, but she thought everything was fine.

She sat on her bed and was quiet for a few minutes. "Why didn't you just die like the other Uchihas, you aren't good for much" "Yeah, what makes you so special that made you survive?" "Just an outcast, leave us alone, freak."

She started crying and then bit her arm, trying to prevent it. "Uchihas are supposed to be powerful, prodigies, you however are an exception."

She just started to cry more and fall to her side. "In this world, who would want to be you're friend, Uchiha?" "The world is cruel kid, suck it up and stop being a whiny bitch."