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The sound of ringing went off beside my ear. No it wasn't a ringing noise, it was more like a 'BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!' which was the sound of my alarm clock letting me know that the day had started.

SUPER!

The quilt was still over my head as I reached over and hit the snooze button nine times. But tell me, seriously, who wouldn't hit the snooze button nine times just to get an extra ten minutes of sleep? No one that's who.

My curtains weren't open yet so it was still dark in my room. I staggered out of my warm bed and stomped over to the bathroom where I could assess the damage sleeping had done to me.

Damage? What damage? I was perfect the way I was, two hours after waking up, a shower and three cups of coffee. With sugar. And cream.

I assessed myself carefully, picking bits of my longer hair out of my shorter bangs. I had giant bags under my eyes, my skin was blotchy from not enough vegetables and I was wearing a giant over-sized tee-shirt given to me by Itachi Uchiha, which covered my small body.

Oh yeah, my milkshake brought the boys to the yard.

After a shower I looked into the fridge. Nothing there but a can of coke and a leaf of lettuce. My cupboard had a box of hamster nuggets within, for my hamster, Terror.

I drank half the coke in one go and decided that the other half would be left for my lunch. Dinner? The hamster nuggets.

God, I was so poor! I was thirteen and living alone. My parents had died during the Great Ninja War some years back. I had just become a Jonin. But there were no jobs for us Jonin, except for the good ones. I was desperate for a job.

No, I wasn't going to teach snot nosed little brats who thought they were too cool for ninja school!

Alright! I thought as I put back the coke in the fridge. Time to go get me a job! Yeeha!!! Yipee wipee or something.

I walked into place after place, begging for a job. Alright I wasn't begging, more like asking for a job with a hint of pleading.

Each person turned me down, saying all the positions had been filled within their stores.

I walked down the main street, disheartened about the lack of jobs around the place. No where wanted me. Great, I guess hamster nuggets were going to be for breakfast tomorrow as well.

Suddenly I was hit with colours of beautiful flowers. I looked over at the shop and saw a help wanted sign.

MY LUCK HAD CHANGED!

I smoothed out my pants and walked into the shop. All the different scents of the exotic flowers entered my nose. Bursts of colour surrounded me. It was almost blinding.

I was greeted by a pretty blonde haired lady wearing an apron. Around her feet was a blonde haired six year old girl. Brat.

"How can I help you today?" The woman asked, bowing slightly

"Uh, I'm enquiring about the help sign in the window." I said

"Oh yes, we're looking for someone to help out around the shop." She looked me up and down. She must have noticed my ninja sandals because she said. "You're a ninja."

"Jonin, actually. But there aren't any missions available at the moment. I thought I might try out for a job." I'm really hungry.

"Oh well, being a ninja certainly ups you in our choices. How much do you know about flowers?" She asked, narrowing her eyes slightly

One of my foster mothers had been a flower freak so I knew a lot about flowers. "I know some things. I'm sure what I don't know I'll learn from you."

The lady smiled. "This is my Daughter, Ino." The girl stared up at me and smiled. "I'm sorry I don't know your name."

"Sorry, Tamato Maiya."

"Ok, great, if you'd just fill out some details." She reached under the counter for a moment before she pulled out a form filled with questions for me.

Are you male of female?

I wonder about that sometimes myself. But I'll go with female.

Your age?

Old enough.

It went on like that for sometime. I handed her back the form and she said. "Thank you, we'll be in touch soon."

I had skipped lunch so I was starving by the time I got home. Mmmm, hamster nuggets. Yum.

I pulled out the box from the cupboard and afterwards, I grabbed my can of flat coke from my fridge.

I poured some nuggets into my hamsters cage and Terror turned his nose up at the nuggets.

That bad huh?

Suddenly, the nugget inches away from my open mouth, I had a brilliant brain wave.

The Uchiha's would have finished eating their wonderful meal now. The left over's!

I squealed something about my utter brilliance and out the door I was.

Itachi would feed me.

That, ladies and gentlemen, was my sad attempt at humor. It's been a while since I've written a story. To all my Inuyasha story readers, no I haven't given up. It's just taking a while to write. I'm truly sorry.

Hopefully she doesn't sound like a Mary-Sue already. Also, Itachi is not, I repeat, not going to be OOC. You will see that in the next chapter.

Anyway, tell me what you think.

Flames will make me cry, seriously. However, I do accept constructive criticism.

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