Yes, this is stupid, yes, this is confusing, no, it isn't my fault. This is what we call "collaborative fanfic." My friends, including my girlfriend Nami-kun (LOOK HER UP) and I all took turns writing bits and pieces of it. This is ALL THEIR FAULT, so don't flame. It makes no sense at all.

I'll try my best to make this a little bit easier for you. Sarutobi, our third hokage, is the host of the party.

Dark is a wolf-demon with dark hair and purple eyes.

Nami is the foster daughter of Anko and Kakashi. Only Anko, of course, knows this; Kakashi seems to think Nami is his biological daughter how he managed not to notice that Anko was never pregnant is beyond me. She has silver hair, both the sharingan and the byakugan, and she's half tiger demon. Like her foster mother, she has a … past… with Orochimaru.

Rohne is the oldest, at 23 (Dark is 20, Nami is 18) She has a major drinking problem and is half wolf demon.

Miyoko is 13 and is also tied to wolves. She used to be a temple guardian.

Sainyea is 14, and is again tied to wolves. Very original, my friends.

Tamer is 14 and has an otter demon. She's a major space-case, but good with a sword, and very obedient. Oh, and Nami is Tamer's sensei. Ok? Confused still? Thought so.

I know you are still confused. Pick a fight with Nami-kun, she's got an account of that name on here, or I suppose that you can write a review with your question, and I'll do my best to answer… not that I understand any of this, either.

Tamer

"Welcome, welcome!" the third hokage yelled jovially. Dark stared back, giving him an odd look.

"Erm…thanks?" the black-haired young man said, looking uncomfortably around the empty room.

"Welcome to the party!" Sarutobi said again.

"Whatever." Dark contented himself with raiding the snack table.

"Hey, Sarutobi, where's the dangos?" he asked.

"Don't you dare touch those dangos!" cried Nami, appearing in the room with a puff of smoke. The silver-haired jonin immediately stalked over to Dark, light purple eyes flashing. "Get the hell away from those dangos!" she yelled. Dark picked up a stick of the warm, sweet dumplings and chewed one off.

"Make me," he said, mouth full of dango.

"You're gonna wish you never said that," she said angrily. She lunged at him, and he sidestepped into a kick, managing to block it only at the last second.

"You're fast. I'll have to get serious."

"Heh. Good."

They ran toward each other, only to be stopped by another jonin clad in brown.

"Hey! Nami, you said you'd behave," the woman said scornfully

"Sorry. I was hungry," Nami mumbled. She looked away, shame-faced.

The woman in front of them was fairly tall, with somewhat black hair with a purple streak in it. She wore a brown trench coat.

"You must be Mitarashi Anko. Your reputation precedes you," Dark said. "So, that makes you Nami – "

"Uchiha." Nami spat out.

"Uchiha? Uchiha Nami?
"No, Uchiha Bob," she said sarcastically.

"You little –" He started toward her.

"Dark!" Sarutobi yelled. Dark immediately stopped his attack.

"Dark, eh? Sounds like an annoying name," Nami sneered.

"Well, that's coming from a silver-haired idiot named 'Wave'," Dark retaliated.

"You son of a bitch!" she yelled, lunging again. Anko stepped aside while the two fought.

"Y'know idiot, they actually look good together," she remarked.

Sarutobi sighed happily. "Ah, young amore." He grinned suggestively at Anko. The shinobi stared back, nonplussed.

"Dude. I'm married. Nami's my daughter. Besides, you're way too old."

"So that's the Nami I've heard about, eh? She's grown a lot since the academy picture," Sarutobi noted.

"That's the last time you saw her? That was when she was a genin, eight years ago. Now she's eighteen and hot!" Anko laughed. "But she's a lot more aggressive."

"You little…" Dark yelled, punching Nami in the face.

"Shut up, you fucking ass!" Nami kicked him in the stomach. Anko and the Third sweatdropped.

"Yep. A whole lot more aggressive," she said. The Third turned to the door.

"Hey, Lord Hokage!" a woman said.

"Rohne, how are you doing?" he asked.

"Good. Where's the beer?" she asked cheerfully.

"Over by the fighting couple," he said, pointing to Dark and Nami. Dark sucker-punched Nami. Nami, in turn, kicked him.

"Hey!" they both cried in unison. Dark separated himself from her and grabbed another stick of dango. Nami was doing the same. Their hands touched on the plate, Dark's on Nami's. Both proud people pulled their hands back. Dark looked away, while Nami fought to suppress a blush. Both ended up blushing anyway. Nami grabbed a dango stick and sat down on a small chair while Dark grabbed three more and sat down next to her. When he got there, she had already finished hers. He handed her another. Nami took it, and then threw it in the air.

"What the hell is she doing?" Rohne asked. "He just ­­-"

"Shhh. You're ruining it," Anko whispered. The three adults sat there quietly, as if watching a movie, and watched as the teen made a hand-sign.

"Fire-style: Fire stream jutsu," she whispered. She made her right hand into the sign of the tiger and blew gently. A steady stream of fire emerged from her hand and warmed the dango. Dark laughed a little.

Nami quickly caught the dango before it dropped, slid a few dumplings off the skewer, and handed the rest to Dark. Dark smiled graciously, and took his share of the dangos.

Rohne rolled her eyes. "Great. All we need is a sunset and some sappy music, and we have an Indy film. Come on, Sarutobi, I only came for the beer. You said there'd be some.

The Third glared at her irritably. "I'm working here. It's over by those two lovebirds." He went back to making eyes at Anko. She went dutifully back to alternately ignoring and glaring at him.

Rohne stalked over toward the table, but stumbled a few feet away.

"What the fuck?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry…" a girl said.

"Lorika Tamer! Long time, no see," Nami said.

"Oh! Nami-sensei, I didn't know you'd be here." She said.

"Wait… sensei?" Dark asked.

"Yeah. I was somehow 'volunteered' for their team."

"Who were your students?"

"Well, Sho Brand, Lorika Tamer, and my cough little sister cough Mitarashi Kai."

"You adopted two?!" Sarutobi asked Anko in dismay. His chances were getting worse and worse…

"Yeah…" she said nonchalantly.

"But…but…don't you hate Kakashi?"

Anko looked decidedly uncomfortable. "Don't blame me. I was drunk when I signed the papers."

"Both times?"

She nodded guiltily.

Sarutobi smiled, looking oddly like a shark. "Would you like some more sake, Mitarashi-sama?"

"Don't you dare. Besides, I'm on a sake diet."

The Third pointed to the glass in her hand. "Then what is that?"

Anko quickly tossed it over her shoulder, wincing at the sound of shattering glass. "What is what?"

"You know, that's the fifth glass tonight. What's the point?"

Anko decided no to honor that remark with a response. She made her way over to the snack table.

"Ooooh! Dangos!" she yelled. She stuffed ten skewers in her mouth. After a few minutes, Anko felt a strange headache coming on. "Augh… what the fuck? I don't feel too good.

"Oh, yeah, I cooked the dangos in sake."

"Sarutobi!"

The door burst open, and a honey-haired girl with flashing turquoise eyes bounded in.

"I'm here! The party can start now!" Sainyea cried. Everyone ignored her except for Tamer.

"Hmm… so you're the new one," she said, emerald eyes bright. The copper-haired girl walked around Sainyea, looking her up and down appraisingly. Sainyea started as the younger girl's eyes met her own.

Tamer just stared, her gaze boring into Sainyea's head. Her turquoise eyes turned violet with concentration as she tried to stare back at Tamer, but her harsh gaze was beginning to eat away at Sainyea's resolve. Suddenly, the girl blinked and smiled, her vision far-off. "You'll do."

Tamer wandered off, and Sainyea stared after her, nonplussed. Then, she leaned over to Nami.

"What's up with her?"

When Nami didn't respond, Sainyea looked at her. The silver-haired jonin's gaze was locked with Dark's.

"Naaaamiiii?" asked Sainyea, waving a hand in front of her face.

"What the hell d'you want, baka?" Nami growled, glaring at her.

The blond girl backed off. "Er… nevermind." She was about to go talk to Anko, but Anko had taken that opportunity to punch Sarutobi into a wall. Sainyea sidled nervously over to Rohne's side.

"What a bunch of weirdos," she muttered.

Rohne smiled lopsidedly and spit out an olive pit. "Oh, def mostinetly… hehe! I mean, most definitely. Say, would you like some beer?"

Sainyea groaned and sank to the floor. "Why did I come, again?" she asked, taking a glass.

"Hey, Nami-sensei?" Tamer asked.

"What?!" she asked, irritated now.

"Do you or Dark want anything to drink?"

"I'm fine," Nami answered.

"A bottle of sake, please," Dark said. Tamer nodded and walked off.

When she was gone, Nami turned toward Dark.

"Aren't you underage?"

"By a year," he answered. Nami gave a small laugh.

"But what's with the whole bottle?" she asked, slightly confused.

"I wanted some in case you wanted some," he said, mock-seductively. She laughed and punched him in the arm.

"Pervert," she said. Tamer came back with the bottle and two glasses. "Thanks, Tamer."

Tamer nodded happily, then walked away again.

"The girl looks well trained," Dark noted, pouring himself a glass of sake.

"Yeah, well, it took me forever to get her to have a three sentence conversation with me," she said. "But, she has gotten stronger. She looks taller."

"Sake?" Dark offered.

"Nah, I'm good," she answered.

"Why not? Are you like her?" he asked, pointing at Anko. She was still hitting the Third.

"No. I'm not thirsty," she answered.

Dark took a gulp of sake. "Yum," he said, licking his lips suggestively. Nami smiled.

"Hey! You com and ask me before you even think about it!" Anko yelled. Nami just sighed.

"I need to have some sadistic fun. I'll be back, Dark. Coming, Mom?" she asked.

"No. I'm good," she said, munching on ramen, the Third beaten to a pulp.

"Alright," Nami conceded, walking out the door. After a few minutes, she was back.

"That was quick," Dark muttered. "I usually take more time, y'know, to enjoy it."

"Yeah, but I got bored. I guess its no fun this late at night," she said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Other things are fun," he hinted. He poured himself another glass.

"How much have you had?"

"This makes my fourth glass," Dark answered.

"Nami-kun!" a girl said loudly. Nami turned around and was face to face with a girl with long brown hair.

"Miyoko-chan!" she said happily. Miyoko hugged Nami hard.

"It's been forever, Nami!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah, I know. Are you still a shrine maiden?"

"Nah. I got a job. Accountant or something stupid like that.

"Nice." Nami turned. "Miyoko, this is Dark," she said.

"Hi." Miyoko said cheerfully. Dark waved. Nami walked across the room.

"This is Rohne." Miyoko nodded to her. Rohne nodded back, rather unsteadily. "And, of course, the Hokage, and my mom, Anko."

"Hi," Miyoko said. Anko nodded. The Hokage grunted. "And I've already met Sainyea."

"That's good. Well, help yourself. I'm gonna go sit," she said, sitting next to Dark. Dark put his arm around her and smiled.

"A friend?"

"Yep. My first and only one," she said, relaxed.

Dark grinned. "I don't see how anyone could not be friends with someone as beautiful and interesting as you."

Nami smiled back at him, eyes dancing. "Dark, are you drunk?"

"Does it matter?"

Nami looked down. "I-I don't know. I've never believed in love at first sight…"

Dark just looked at her, his dark purple eyes boring into her pupil-less violet ones.

"…Until now," said Dark.

Nami stared back, too stunned to speak. Then she found her voice, "W-what do you mean?"

"Heh, are you that dense?" he asked. Nami sighed.

"Honestly, I don't – mmm…" She didn't finish her sentence. Dark had pressed his lips into hers.

The thing that saved the young man from having his head ripped off at first was Nami's blank surprise. Even after the surprise wore off, she was too preoccupied with remembering how to breathe.

When Nami found she could speak again, she remarked. "So…this is what love is."

Dark grinned, leaning in close. "You like it?"

"Oh, yeah." She covered the remaining distance and kissed him deeply.

Rohne, who had been watching with a mixture of disgust and fascination, went back to her beer, consumed by silent laughter. She patted Sainyea on the head; the girl was sitting on the ground, face in hands, moaning.

"You have to get used to it, hanging out with Nami and her family." Rohne rolled her eyes. "If it's not one, it's the other, and it's usually at least two at the same time."

"Aww," said Anko sarcastically. "Rohne was right. It is like a movie. But it needs better actors." She munched on a handful of popcorn. Miyoko looked at her questioningly.

"Where'd you get the popcorn?"

"Don't worry about it."

The Hokage groaned and looked up. "Popcorn?"

Anko punched him in the face. "Oh, go back to sleep."

Out of the corner of Miyoko's eye, she saw the oddest sight: A steaming fresh bag of popcorn was floating right near her face.

"Here, Miyoko-chan." Tamer said quietly.

Miyoko was nonplussed. "Er…thanks…?" Um… why are you invisible?

"Am I? Oh, sorry," she apologized.

"Don't apologize. I just wanted to know," Miyoko said.

"Special ability," Tamer explained simply.

"Oh. Okay." Tamer didn't drop her jutsu, but Miyoko could tell she had wandered away. She tried the popcorn. It was good.

Suddenly, a loud crash and a splintering of glass rent the (relative) calm of the room, accompanied by a raucous singing.

"Walla walla WIMBO, bing bang BIMBO

Wullya Wullya Wullya WHOOP!!!"

As one, six heads swiveled to find out what was causing the din. Sainyea and Rohne were sprawled on the floor, glasses of beer in their hands and empty bottles scattered about. They were well and truly hammered.

"Wow. I didn't know Sainyea had it in her to get plastered," Anko remarked. Nami just shrugged and stood up, only to be pulled back down.

"Hey, where ya goin'?" Dark asked.

"I'm hot, I'm going outside," Nami explained. Dark suddenly grew serious

"I'm coming with you."

"Why? I'm a big girl; I can handle myself."

"Something's wrong. I'm coming with you," Dark insisted.

Anko's face grew grave. "Dark, let her go. I'll go with her." Dark nodded. "Come on, Nami."

The teen obeyed and went outside.

"What's with the mood swing?" Miyoko asked. Tamer just shrugged. Dark sulked over to the door and listened.

"Nami, what's going on with Driger?" Anko asked

"Ugh. He's hungry," Nami answered.

"Well, feed him

"I can't. Not enough chakra."

"You used up your reserves AGAIN?!"

"Waah! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

"Here, take some of mine."

"He won't take it." Nami slumped against the door-frame, the demon eating her chakra. Inside, Dark, who had been watching the exchange, stiffened.

Nami noticed out of the corner of her eye. "Damn it, I'd better go back in there… Dark's getting worried." She tried to turn and rejoin the party, but as she did, her legs gave way and she fell to her knees. Dark was instantly at her side.

"'Can handle myself' my ass! Look at you!" he scolded her. He looked at Anko "I can take her, trust me." Feeling safe, Anko rejoined the celebration.

"How long were you listening?" Nami asked, her breath ragged.

"The whole time," he replied softly. When she tried to stand, he firmly held her down. "Don't try to stand, Nami. You'll only exhaust what little chakra you have left.

"Why are you so worried?" she asked, feeling uncomfortable. He pulled her close to himself.

"Because. I'm in love with you, Nami," he said.

"No. You're drunk. No one could love someone like me."

"Why? Because Driger lives inside of you? Because you became one with him, and now you're a half-demon?" Dark asked.

Her eyes opened wide in astonishment. "How did you know?"

He gave a small laugh, picked her up, and leapt up on the roof. He set her down, then sat next to her.

"Lie on your back," he ordered.

"Why should I?"

"I'm giving you some of my chakra."

"But why on my back?"

"So you can look at the stars, 'cause this is gonna hurt."

"Driger's going to reject it."

"Trust me, okay?" Nami sighed heavily, but lay down. "Now, tell me where your seal is, Nami," he said, gently brushing her cheek with his fingers.

"The seal? Left side of my neck," she said. She looked into his eyes, mesmerized. He gave her a smile.

"Thanks. Now, try to relax," he said. She looked at the stars as he moved the collar of her shirt to reveal her neck. "Does it have two tamoe?"

"Yep, that's it," she answered. Satisfied by the answer, he bent down and bit her neck a little. When she didn't say anything, he chomped down on it. All at once, she felt his chakra inside of her body. On a whim, she activated her byakugan and saw his ink-black chakra melding with her own dark purple chakra.

"Dark, are you a demon? Is that why you had pity for me, why you loved me?"

"Yes, I am a demon, but I didn't fall in love of you out of pity."

"Out of- "

"And not because we're kindred spirits either."

"Then why?" Nami asked. Dark leaned down and kissed her. When he leaned back, she stared at him.

"I don't know. I just did," he said. Nami laughed.

"You dick-head," she said. Dark laughed.

"How do you feel?"

"Better, thanks." Dark lay down next to her. "Stars. They're beautiful." Nami remarked.

"So are you."

"You're so corny, Dark."
The harsh sounds of Rohne's drunken yelling drifted up to them. "Iruka! My favorite buddy!"

"Oh, no," Dark groaned, "Rohne's going to get out of hand, turn into a wolf, and tear the place apart. I hate it when she's drunk." Dark clapped a hand to his head.

"Kakashi, you're here, my bestessisist body!" Rohne called from inside.

"What the…? Body?"

"Sorry, I choked on spit. I'm my buuddyy!"

"Oh, no, my dad!" exclaimed Nami, jumping down from the roof and sprinting inside. Dark followed.

Fun? Odd? Need clarification? Review and ask me, or Nami-kun. No flaming, the confusion is not all my fault.