It was dark. Very dark. My heart was beating against my purple plaid cardigan as I ran down the street. Running. Running. Running. Running. My name. Is Boobakaka. I live, in the Village Hidden in the Sand Dunes. My family died when I was four years old. I killed them. All of them. With a rusty spoon. And then I joined the Akatsuki. Kisame took care of me in secrecy and I grew up with a strange childhood. I ran away to the Village Hidden in the Sand Dunes when I was twelve. Here is my full profile:
Name: Boobakaka Marishmanana Uzukami
Age: 14 Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 110 lb
Hair: Long (to lower back) and bright purple
Eyes: Neon Pink
Skin color: Black
Bra size: DDDDDDDD
Favorite Pokemon: Pidgey
Ninja rank: Super Dark Wizarding Rogue Ninja
Occupation: Jedi
Grade: Seventh Year in Hogwarts
Relationship status: Single
Sexuality: Straight
Dream: To become Jokage!
Oh yeah, right. I was running. It was dark. I turned around as I was running (running running running) and saw that the man in the yellow hat had stopped following me. I stopped abruptly and walked in to the nearby ramen shop and ordered some ramen. A boy with long black hair sat beside me. He was strikingly sexy in a tan/khaki coat with his hair in a strange ponytail and purplish white eyes. And then another boy, with shortish blonde hair, blue eyes, wearing some sort of military uniform, and a very annoyed expression sat down next to me with some boy, with brown hair and eyes, who was rambling on, very loudly, about pasta. I focused my attention back on the boy sitting on my other side and realized he was looking at me. I blushed FURIOUSLY and ate my food.
"Umhey." He said relaxed.
"HI." I said with a face that very much resembled O.O .
"You're super sexy in those fishnets and cardigan. You're not even wearing pants. I like that." He nodded approvingly.
I giggled. "Ah! This is just my regular outfit! I'm Boobakaka! What's your name?"
"Boobakaka. That's a hawt name. I'm Neji."
I squeeled, "AH! I KNOW! THANKS! YOU'RE SO HOT!" I then began to make out with him passionately right on the spot. It seemed like the right thing to do.
"Hey!" He said.
I frowned and stopped "what?" I said with a pouty lip.
"Why do we have clothes on? Damn girl! Let's go to my apartment!" He got up and pulled me out of the restaurant.
We began to walk and I told him all about my history and my horribly horrid life. He told me of his awesome life and showed me his dark mark. It was such a turn on.
We arrived at his apartment quickly and he unlocked the door. And somehow, I knew my life would be changed F O R E V E R.
Tune in next post to see the further awesomeness.
