I just looked at the tanuki, but continued to sit on the roof and smoke. "I don't give a crap anymore... Maybe I should commit suicide or *inhales* *exhales smoke* ... Something."

Shukaku looked shocked at my statement and then started to say something, but said something else. "But what about Chiyoko? She'll be so sad that you died. Besides, we can't die. The only way we can die is if our jinchuriki dies...So you can smoke as much as you want... *drinks more*"

I smiled at his statement. "Exactally, kill Naruto and I die *inhales* *exhales smoke*" I said, "... It doesn't really matter much if I die or not... Barely anyone will care anyway."

"Chiyoko cares, Neka cares, Every other biju cares... Don't even think about killing Naruto... I know! We have a contest. I'll eat and drink and you will smoke. Whoever does it the most wins. If I win, you can stop thinking suicide, quit smoking, and make me King of Biju for a week. If you win, I'll stop doing what I'm doing, let the sun shine again, and I'll leave you alone for one full day. Deal?" he said, putting his tail up, for what I presumed to be a challenge game.

I thought, but said, "No. I'd rather be emo and kill Naruto."

Shukaku got upset and grabbed me. "Why you lil'!?! I challenged you to a duel, dang it! Don't refuse me... You are gonna do the contest and that's final!" he said, taking my cigarettes and destroying them with Sand Coffin.