"Finally!" I raised my arms and began stretching. 14 hours in a cramped plane could wear and girl out. I looked over my shoulder to see people staring.

BLEH!

I rudely stuck my tongue out at them. Not like they've never seen a girl stretching.

After my small workout I grabbed my pink carry on bag, and began exiting the plane.

It's been 10 years since I've last saw my uncle, Kakashi Hatake. He's a teacher at the Konoha Elite High School. Ever since I was little I had always remember him. By his perverted book and masked face of course.

I've been living in America for those past 10 years, so I haven't been seeing him much.

And Ever since my parent's divorce, my mom has sent me to relative after relative. I've been constantly moving, so I wasn't able to gain any new friends. I didn't complain, knowing that my parents is already under a lot of pressure as it is. After all my relatives in America opposed that I couldn't stay with them anymore, Kakashi was willing to take me under his care. Hearing the news I cried my heart out. Why can't he be like this all the time?!

So that's how I've ended up here.

In Japan.

It's been 15 minutes and I still haven't found the luggage area. Then I spotted the Assistance Desk. With a relief I walked up to the lady at the desk.

"Excuse me, could you tell me where-" Out of nowhere, a hand pushed me aside, cutting me off. I looked up to see the culprit. Surprisingly he was handsome. "Hey! Haven't you ever heard of no cutting?!" Without a mere glance he turned to the assistant lady.

"Excuse me ma'm, could you tell me where Gate 65 is?" He impatiently asked. The assistant lady, turned to him. With one glance she turned into 'flirty-mode'.

"Why hello.." She giggled. I rolled my eyes at her. God can she bee and more of a fan girl? She quickly glared at me than turned back to chicken-butt man. Yeah that's my new name for him, since I don't know what his real name is. Really he has a chicken butt for a hairstyle. Seriously, people these days have the strangest haircuts. I just tapped my foot impatiently.

"Listen, can you tell me where Gate 65 is or not?" he asked once more, completely ignoring the lady's attempted pick-up lines.

"Hey! You chicken-butt head! I was here first!" I complain. He looked over and gave me a scariest death glare. Whoa…backing away…very slowly.

I turned to the assistant lady, who I now know is named Amy, and asked, "Excuse me, where is the luggage area?" I sweetly gave my best (yet fake) smile. Too bad it didn't work.

She turned and looked at me, "Wait in line pinky. Can't you see I'm busy here?" she snapped then turned back to chicken-butt attempting her pick up lines again. Bitch.

I slammed my fist down. Hard. Catching her attention, chicken butt's and also some people passing by.

"Listen here Amy, all I want to know is where the luggage area is, so then I can out of this airport and get the freakin away from YOU and CHICKEN-BUTT over there (pointed at the chicken butt man). All I'm asking for is some service, which you aren't good at giving! So just where the hell is this luggage area?!" I said angerilu. After my outburst, I looked over to see chicken-butt LAUGHING! Laughing? What the hell?

"What!" I spat. I glared at him. After a few seconds or so he raised his shaking finger (from laughing so hard) and pointed.

I followed his direction and saw the luggage area….next to the Assistant Desk.

"Stupid." He said. Blushing furiously I turned away from him.

"Shut up!" I said to him, than I stormed off.

"The nerve of some people!"

Some people began staring at me.

"I mean all I was asking for was some service.."

They began backing away.

"..but noooooooo, that Son of a Bitch chicken butt head guy had to push me out of the way.."

Before I knew it everyone stood around ten yards from me. I just snorted at them.

"…that woman, the next time I meet her I'll!" I began picturing in my mind strangling that Amy girl.

After I got my luggage my stomached growled. It screamed "Feed Me!" I dug my hands into my pockets and walked over to a vending machine. Just when I was about to insert a quarter. Someone shouted.

"OI WATCH OUT!" Suddenly with a loud oof! I was taken away from the vending machine. And my stomache growled again. "Hey you alright?" A voice said. I looked up to see ocean blue eyes gazing at me. He had spiky blond hair and was wearing baggy jeans with a orange jacket. I blink a couple of times. Then I just realize something. "Isn't this fun? Riding on a luaggage cart?" He gave me a goofy smile.

"What..." I looked in front of me to see people throwing themselves out of the way all screaming. "GET ME OFF THIS THING!" I screeched. My eyes widen. I turned back towards the blond and grab a hold of his jacket. "YOU! Get me off right now!" I shouted at him.

He raised his hands to his face defensively. "Alright, alright. Let me make a stop-"

BAM

We crashed into some trash bins nearby. I was suddenly airborne screaming. Then I landed with a loud THUMP. I sat up and rubbed my neck. "Ouch."

"Get off me," A bored voice said. I looked around, to see who it came from. But no one was around. Actually everyone was backing away from me.

"What?" I said.

"Down here," I looked down to see that I was sitting ontop of a boy about my age. I stood up instantly bowing to him and apologizing.

"I'm sorry! Sorry!" I said. He stood up. A few inches taller than me with short dark hair, and pale skin. His lips looked full and his eyes were onyx but blank. He bet down and grabbed a notebook off the ground. A sketch book.

"Che, didn't think I would get mobbed by an ugly dog," With that said he just turned around and walked away. My mouth fell open.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?" I yelled at him. Ugly dog...?! What the hell. I thought he looked cute, but I thought wrong. He was just another trash mouth. "You better come back here and sat that again," I grabbed his arm and yanked him to face me.

"Eew, save me from your ugliness," He said bluntly.

"BASTARD!"

I wandered off after my little talk with the sketch book guy. I tried to remember where I left my luggage after I was taken away on a cart by the blond guy. I sighed and thought that this was mayhem. Maybe I should've just went to the doors and waited for Kakashi.

Unfortunately the mayhem didn't stop just yet. Two men in uniform stepped in front of me with stern looks.

"Um..may I help you officers?" I said to them. They just shook their heads dissapprovingly at me.

"Miss, can you come with us please?" Then one of them grabbed my arm and began pulling me away.

"WAIT! What's going on? What did I do?" I began questioning. One of them turned their head at me.

"We were reported by countless of people saying that you were involve in the cart incident, Miss. We're going to have to take you to the office."

"Officers! I'm innocent I swear!" I pleaded, but instead I was told to be silent. With that I was taken away.

Damn.

I was taken into a small room with one light hanging from the ceiling. I was told to sit in one of the green chairs that were there. I complied and seated myself silently. I began thinking, WHERE ARE YOU KAKASHI?!

The door was closed and there I sat silently.

Alone.

This isn't fun at all.

Then the door opened again. There came the one and only chicken-butt. He just snorted at the officer and was told to sit as well. He replied with a grunt and sat down with his hands in his pocket. I just stared at him and chuckled.

"Serves you right," I smirked at him. He turned his eyes at me and rolled them.

We both sat there for a few more seconds then the door opened again. And, just my luck, there came blondie. He struggledi in the officer's grip shouting, "I SWEAR TO YOU I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!" I glared at him. He was pushed into a chair and was told to shut up. He obeyed and sat down.

"YOU BASTARD IT"S ALL YOUR FAULT!" I shouted at him suddenly. I pointed my finger at him. He just laughed at me

"Ha, life's not fair," The blondie chuckled. Seriously I felt like beating him to a pulp. It wasn't long until another visitor came in. I swear to you my luck was running out because here came in sketch book boy with a blank look. He was told to sit down too. He turned to look at the blondie then me.

"Doesn't this day get any better? Now I'm stuck with dickless and ugly again," He said to himself. Then opened his sketch book and began doodling. Now I feel like beating both of them to a pulp.

"Shut up! I have more balls than you do," The blondie said angrily.

"You have less balls than anyone. Oh wait you don't have any balls," The sketch book guy said.

"WHY YOU BASTARD," The blondie stood up and grabbed sketch book's shirt. He raised his fist at him. "You wanna repeat that again, bastard?"

"Even ugly has more balls than you do," The sketch book guy just replied. Chicken-butt just chuckled.

It's on now!

I stood up and pushed the blondie away and grabbed sketch book's shirt this time. "HUH?! You wanna repeat that?!" I roared at him. "You want another beating today, you punk?!" Suddenlt the door slammed open. The two officers walked in with upset expressions.

"Everyone sit down! Now!" One of them ordered. And that's what everyone did. "Now shut your mouths or there'll be consequences. Now there's someone here, you may come in Mr. Hatake." A man with silver hair and a mask walked in. He carried an organe porno book. He looked at me and waved.

"Yo!" He said with a smile.

"YOUR LATE!" I shouted.

EDIT:

Redid this chapter. Didn't like it . Ill probably redo chapter two later.