Neko Warren again!! x3

I'd like to say that I'm rather proud of making these stories.. -sniffle & tear-

Well, as of now I'd like to say how much I love my readers who don't make this itty bitty boy feel like a ghost anymore :D Sugar cookies for all!! -prances around with basket of cookies-

Anyway I would like to experiment again with my writing skills, so this story might be a bit strange.

This is again, a story with one of my characters in it. A little fluffy, a little serious.

The pairing is KibaxOC aka my own character..

As in, this is a Yaoi, shounen-ai, boyxboy, etc. Don't like it, don't read.

I don't know how this will end, but this is the first time I've made a Naruto fic in an extremely on-subject not AU form (besides the You Are My Hatsukoi! story. but it's still kinda OOC xD) besides in the beginning. The title is "I'm in Love" in German (I hope I did it right o.o; I'm still learning!)

Enjoy!! -huggles-

Disclaimer- I don't own Naruto, or this Itachi plushie I found on the ground, but I do own Reagan AND this story )

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Ich bin in Liebe

"You are assigned to go to the Leaf Village permanantly."

"Hai."

"Do you understand that you will never be allowed into Amegakure no Sato anymore?"

"Hai."

Reagan scowled at the judge in front of the hot, sweaty room. He knew one of these days the Rain country would not want him anymore. His father didn't want him, nor his aunt or cousins. 'He is too rough' they said 'He needs mental help' they whispered.

It wasn't like he had done anything bad like kill a person. The boy couldn't even hold a kunai the right way let alone a shuriken without throwing it at something.

No, Reagan was going because of his bloodline.

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"I have packed everything I own, when are we to leave...?"

The male frowned, pushing up his purple and green striped bandana to reveal more of the peach color forehead. He didn't care what he looked like with it on, as long as his hair wasn't in his face.

On his shoulder was a carpetbag full of all his belongings. A few changes of clothing, a hairbrush, his favorite art pens and scrolls, a picture of his mother and gifts from his old friends from long ago. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Are you ready?"

"Hai."

His companion for the travel nodded slowly and patted her long, brown skirt softly before entering the train with her large luggage and tiny, purple purse.
He knew her by the name of Ella, who was known for her kind, soft voice and long citrus scented brown hair. She was pretty, he had to admit that, but Reagan thought nothing of Ella. She was just to escort him.

"Also, a medical nin from the Leaf village with be on the train as well. A female I believe."

"Her name..?" Regan asked in a whisper while setting the carpetbag in his lap.

"Haruno Sakura."

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Regan's POV

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Haruno Sakura? Sounds like one of those..fangirly type of girls. But I guess I should not be prejudice and call her that.

As we waited quietly, I examined our train (which in fact, interested me in such a wondering way...).

The seats reminded me of seats of buses like the images I see when I looked in english textbooks. The ones in the back were in two rows on each side that could hold up to three people. The cushions were glossy orange and shining in the sun like tangerines after light rain.

In the front where Ella and I were, the seats clung to the side of the train so that we faced eachother, a mere five feet away (I estamated the train to be at least seven feel long in width, the extra two feet the outer shell). A long, maple beam was in the middle of us and the other seats that looked like ours. Like the others, the cushions were orange and clean.

At the front, was the door to the train driver..man lady person... thingy. Anywho, it was painted green with a gold trim and was designed to be push & pull.

At the back were two doors the same way, only with signs that said which gender should go in there (obviously bathrooms). In between were two shining silver water fountains, one for short people and one for tall. Oh, and did I mention the lot of windows lining on each side of the train? My oopsie.

Also, near my seat and Ella's, plus near the train operator..thingy... door, was where passengers entered and left. the doors were large and square, and it seemed to be one of the only modern items here with its gleaming black and white marbled effect and glass glazed doors and dark grey lining.

I rather liked it's old fashioned...uh..ness..? Eh. Whatever. I liked it.

I smoothed down the bandana on my head and licked my lips. Soon in a few minutes, a few people arrived. Three bulky, nice looking old men, a lady who looked like her face was shoved down a pile of makeup in a dark room, another male, only this time younger and tanned with a rain headband around his leg, and a few others.

The next people to come on the train was a little boy and his mother. The boy looked shy with his light blonde hair in his face and large, brown eyes lowered as a small hand grasped at his mothers.

And he looked at me.

I froze...because of course he was staring at me with such a hard look. OMG dude I wanted to wet my pants!!! GWAH!

"Oh Tomoko that is rude.." His mother spoke to him softly.

"Mommy, I 'tink this boy is 'pwetty...Like 'swister..." I blushed. I am NOT pwetty- I mean pretty!! BWAH! I'm a guy. Guys can't be pretty, right? Right.

His mother laughed and looked at me with a smile "I'm sorry. Little Tomoko does not know any better."

It look me a few seconds to reply. My face was probably bright red because Ella was laughing behind a her gloved hand. "I-it's o-okay.." Then they walked away slowly to one of the seats that looked like the ones like buses. I glared at Ella with pure venom. In a whisper I said "STFU." And she giggled even more.

But I couldn't say anything else because all of a sudden someone entered the train.

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Reagan and Ella stared as the female entered. Her short, shoulder length hair was bubble gum pink and large, viridian eyes seemed to glow with pride. Her skin was as unblemished as satin, and her headband on her wide forehead cleary said she was from the Leaf village.

"Haruno Sakura...?" Regan asked quietly, raising an eyebrow delicately.

"Hai. You must be Reagan Everest." Said male took a liking to Sakura's voice. It was calm and hopeful and musical and emotional all at the same time. It was nice.

Ella patted the seat next to her quietly, and the pink haired girl sat there.

Regan pressed his lips together.

And quickly his eyelids became heavy.

With that sleep came like a gunshot.

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I would like to put up the next chapter very soon if I get reviews..

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Warren