I know, you all must hate me. I have enough time to make this and yet not my Allen story . I'm sorry I'm sorry!

Disclaimer-If i owned Naruto-i would use Naru-kun's power, mixed with DuckButts and Kakashi's, to take over the world. Last i checked, i do not own the world yet.

Warning: This story, unlike my others, is to relieve the crazy that has built up in my mind. Thus, it will be filled with crazyness and strangeness and there is NOTHING you people can do about it. Anything that i write will be posted, no revisions (maybe later), and no double checking to make sure my character is not toooooooo weird.

Also there will be cursing, homosexual themes (For example: Mira will constantly try to hook Sasuke and Naruto up, etc.), and psychotic behavior.

-Iamsecretlyaline-

Le begining:

I sigh softly and pull my long blonde hair back, trying to curl two fingers around the feisty curls so I can tie it up. Nea, my older sister, giggles lightly from across the room-her blonde hair as straight as a board-and I send her a deadly glare.

But our actions are tense. False. Make-up trying to cover up the large bruise that hides beneath.

"Are you ready?" Our older brother-and legal guardian-Elliot calls from the first floor of our small loft.

"No." I grumble as Nea bounds down the stairs. I hate school. With a fucking passion. I always manage to come home with at least some kind of bruise-whether it is food or gum in my hair or soaking wet. Or even once, Tara stuffed my locker full of raw meat. Reluctantly, I grimace at my reflection in the mirror and turn towards the stairs. Elliot and Nea wait for me at the bottom of the stairs-both flashing me looks of sympathy but keeping their minds blank.

Oh yeah. I can read minds. Without any limitations too. No matter where you are-if I focus hard on you I can pick up-what I like to call-your 'mind signal'. I haven't met a person yet, whose mind I cannot read.

"Ready to go?" Elliot smiles lightly, running a hand through his shaggy blonde hair. I smile and nod. Nea blinks, grins, and darts to the door.

"Let's go!"

-Iwanttobealinewhenigrowup-

"That was pure hell." I growl. Nea sighs softly and finally gets a strand of meat untangled from my hair. I sit in the tub, the shower's water raining down around me and pelting me from behind, as I try to work the meat out of my hair-courtesy of Tara, the 'popular' girl in our school.

"I know, I know." Nea mumbles. "I wish we could do something to make her stop."

"We could make her think of the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to her. Then post it all over the school." I grin. "But then again," My grin turns demonic, "I don't feel that would be enough."

Nea sends me a look. 'Nothing would ever be enough.'

The thought snaps me out of my evil plotting. I sigh quietly and nod. More meat comes out.

It takes two more long and antagonizing hours for all the meat to come out. Elliot waits in our room with two plates of pizza and an apologetic smile. My Azelf, Cloud, floats over to me. I hold my arms out and smile lightly as he curls into me.

"Hey look, a shooting star!" Nea shouts, her Uxie sitting on her shoulder.

We all dash over.

Pressing my nose against the glass with Cloud, I watch as the soft little ray of light zips through the night sky. 'Make a wish.' Cloud speaks in my mind. I grin.

Maybe it'll come true…