Hey there my Gems :D We're now entering chappie two of this story. Ain't it exciting! Well, due to legal copywrites I must inform you that I don't own Naruto (If I did...lets face it, I'd be swimming in a pool of Pocky!) But we all know this! Anywhore, Please enjoy the second installment of Crimson Angels :3 P.S. READ THE HUNGER GAMES BY SUZANNE COLLINS! ITS AMAZING! That is all ;D


"I'll hang on to every word you said. And sink my teeth into this nightmare...I feel your body crawl. Pale flesh for my devotion." ~Black Veil Brides.


Kitty's POV

Ino's scream echoed through out the cafeteria. She glared at Didi through the mess of what was once a Sloppy Joe as it slid onto her shirt.

The sound of her scream made everyone turn toward us and the cafeteria burst into laughter. Suddenly Sakura was there with napkins trying to clean off the mess of Sloppy Joe off Ino's face.

Ino pushed her hand out of the way and got in Didi's face. "I am going to make your life a living hell. You better be prepared to expect the worst."

"Ooh! A threat that's not at all scary!" Didi said sarcastically. Our lunch table snickered at her comment. "All of you are going to wish you've never been born!"

And with that, the Bitch herself turned on her heals and twitched away. Sakura glared at our table as if to give her own silent threat to us and followed Ino still holing the napkins.

"Does anyone else notice that Ino walks with a stick up her ass?" I asked to no one in particular.

We all looked at one another and burst into the laughter we finished moments ago. "That's a good one Kitty!" Didi hugged me and I smiled.

"So...Who's gonna buy me a new sloppy joe?"

Temari slapped the back of Kankuro's head. "Dumbass.."

Gym Class

The last class of the day I have is Gym. Now, I'm not one of the most athletic people in the world but I can hold my own if I had to. The thing that sucks about gym class isn't the dumb sports we play, but the uniforms the girls wear.

First of all, the girl's T-shirts are so tight fitting that it's somewhat difficult to breath. And it squishes my boobs! I think some perverted man purposely made the uniforms like this...

Don't even get me started on the shorts. Now, I've seen some short shorts, but the ones we have to wear...are basically stuck to our asses! Thank god Temari and Didi are in this class too because I would just go insane.

"You think they would make shirts that let us breathe!"

"Between you and me, I think these outfits just give whores a reason to be whores," Temari whispered to me with a smirk.

I smiled and highfived her back. I'm seriously starting to love this chick! "Don't you agree Didi?" Temari turned to the empty space where Didi was standing. "where'd she go?"

"Let's see, We're in gym class, there are changing rooms on either side of the gym; I only have one guess as to where she might be." I said rolling my eyes. Not at Temari but at Didi who isn't here to see me.

"I'll be right back," I sighed leaving the girls locker room. Right across from our locker room is the Boy's Locker Room. I have a hunch my sister's in there. Rolling up my invisible sleeves, I marched right across the gym and placed my hand on the handle.

Here goes nothing...I pulled open the door. The scent from the boys room stank of dirty gym socks, and sweat. I practically gagged on the smell. I kept my hands at my sides, looked at the floor and started walking.

"What the Fuck?" I heard someone yell. "Yo! You're not a boy!" No Shit Sherlock. I could've sworn I heard someone scream like a girl.

I saw someone from the corner of my eye cover themselves with their shorts. "You have nothing to show anyway," I snorted a laugh. I stopped in front of a red locker.

"Ah, Here we are." I opened the locker and inside I found Didi. "So this is where you ran off too?" Didi looked up at me sheepishly. "You know me too well Sis. Too well"

"Let's go before the gym teacher catches us. I am not getting sent down to the warden's room again!" Did laughed at my use of the word 'Warden'

"You got it sis!" We quickly left the boy's locker room and sprinted into the girl's locker room singing one song. "When I was a girl, I creeped in the boy's locker room! Hide deep inside it was my little creep stalker room!"

Saying that gym class was awkward is an understatement. The boys kept looking at Didi and I like we had five heads! I know Didi didn't mind it at all, she kept making faces at them just to get them to stop staring. Me on the other hand, I did my best not to make eye contact.

"Where was Didi by any chance?" Temari asked me when we were lining up to make dodge ball teams. I glanced at my sister and laughed. "you're not going to believe me if I told ya."

'C'mon tell me!" Temari playfully punched my arm. Didi twirled in circles around us. "I went into the room of men. ME GUSTA!" she said just as our gym teacher entered the room.

"ALRIGHT. TODAY WE'RE PLAYING BASKETBALL. BOYS AGAINST GIRLS. BATTLE OF THE GENDERS. PICK YOUR TEAMS!" he shouted as if we couldn't hear him.

Didi, Temari and I linked arms together. Looks like we'll be playing a little three on three. Perfect. I heard Temari laugh a little and mutter "Lets find our first victims."

I darted my eyes around the gym looking for any stragglers. There were three boys off to the side talking to one another. They looked like they didn't belong in gym.

The tallest one was a boy with blonde hair that he had pulled back into a high pony tail. A few strands covered one of his eyes but this seemed to fit his face well. Around his neck was a necklace with some sort of symbol on it that I couldn't make out.

The other two looked to be about two inches shorter than the blonde. The one to the right had shaggy brown hair, the scent of a dog lingered on his skin. He had two red marks on his cheeks. He too had that same necklace hanging off his neck.

The last boy in that corner of the gym was leaning against the wall nonchalantly. The shirt that he was wearing fit snug against his torso, showing off what stomach muscles he had. My eyes scanned upward only to see that very same necklace the other two had. His hair was jet black and styled like a bird.

I felt myself staring at him but i couldn't look away from that face...

The boy's eyes flickered in our direction, it was then i could find my ability to blink. "Temari...I think I found our victims." I informed the sandy haired friend of mine. A competitive smirk creeped up her face.

Temari pointed at them when the three of them began to pay attention to us. "You three are going down."

"Yeah, say hi to Satan for us~!" I don't know what possessed me to say such a thing, but it was my voice who said this.

"I smell a competition heating up!" Didi giggled.

The black haired boy just smirked and walked toward us. He had a sweet intoxicating scent to him and it bothered me somewhere inside...

"Temari, are you sure you want to face us head on?" He raised his eyebrow to compliment his question.

"Did I stutter?" she returned his smirk.