I was sitting in the apartment, on the couch watching football. Karin was behind me in the kitchen. This is a small apartment. The living room and kitchen are one.
I have no idea why Sakura invited Karin and I (well, not exactly. The invite said, and I quote, 'I would love for you to come, Kare! Oh, and you can bring that mangy fish of a boyfriend along if you must.' I have never liked Sakura. I wonder why) to her's and Naruto's wedding. Don't get me wrong, he's a pretty cool guy, but his fiancée... Ugh.
Oh, well. At least since Naruto sort of likes me, he subjected me to the wonderful torture of helping him map out the seating plan. Apparently, Inuzuka, the best man, was too hungover from the stag to do it. He's the dog, if you ask me. However. Because I did the seating, I made sure that that hot chick Ino sits next to me at the wedding. Karin still thinks she's my cousin. Well, guess what, there ain't no blood there, baby!
Just then, my red head spoke up from her kitchen. "Oh, Suigetsu, don't think that your 'cousin' Ino will be sitting at our table."
Oh my God, she's in my head! That's okay, use it to your advantage. Concentrate. Make me a grilled cheese sandwich, woman!
"Make it yourself."
"Aauuuggghhh!"
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A/N: That was dumb, I know... But fun to write :3