Wow, Can I just say I was floored by the amount of reviews I got? Really, other than my first NaruHina one shot, that's the most reviews I ever got for a single chapter. So I would like to thank: Shubaltz Crazist (You rock XD), Kaitlinofthesand, sai-sakuralove(Yeah, which is why KibaxKankuro is probably the most canon -.-;) chibirain (Well either way it will be Kankuten, just one way they'll be really good friends), Tara (amazing what you'll find on a boring day) I like angst (You get a gold medal for giving me a long informative review) and ForTheSakeOfApathy (Well, we will have to see about this chapter won't we?)

Now, so far the vote stands KanTen: 3 NejTen: 1. Now, I would like to say I have a vague idea about my plans on who is going to end up with who, and my vague ideas tend to turn rock solid fairly quickly. So read this chapter, and yes, it could go either way still. Also, not that it's that important, if you have any idea for side ships let me know!

X.P.O.V.Kan.Kuro.X

"Had to drive all the way here, interrupt my meeting, just to pick up my god forsaken son, who was stupid enough to get in a fight. In my day we never went to the nurse like a bunch of wussies…"

My dad was pretty pissed he had to pick me up. An outsider would probably be disgusted, and say that he doesn't love us. But they're wrong. He loves us. If he hated us, he wouldn't have picked me up in the first place.

He didn't say much, but once we got home he muttered something about growing a backbone, and drove back to work. So, for the time I was by myself.

So, I, Kankuro the mummy, spent the next couple of hours watching T.V with a bag of chips. Not the greatest past time in the world, but nothing beats not thinking.

Of course, it hurt to move, so each potato chip was like a shock of pain. I had to move my hand, and then open my mouth which would hurt my nose (Which was broken) and then I had to chew. That also hurt. I'm such a masochist.

Slowly, my mind vaguely drifted back to TenTen. I knew her best from wood shop. She got extra credit when she made this really cool pair of nunchucks. She was kind of odd like that. She would make some really odd weapons, usually Japanese. The real problem came when I would get low grades for my puppets.

Puppets. Yep, I said it. Remember when I said that Kiba had once said that if I ever became popular it wouldn't be for the right reasons?

Well, when I was about six or so, Temari got a doll, which she absolutely hated and threw it away.
Me, being the bored idiot I was, started playing with it. Love at first freaking sight.

But, luckily, I moved on from dolls to action figures. But then I saw a puppet show. Not one of those cheesy finger puppets that are made out of felt, I mean an honest to goodness wooden Pinocchio style puppet.

I bugged my dad, and I got a puppet named Chucky. He was my favorite puppet until I saw Childs Play. That pretty much buried my interest in puppets and dolls and action figures until I was twelve.

So, now I couldn't let anyone in my room, and I had to lie if someone asked me what my favorite past time was. Playing with puppets was never a great asset when trying to be popular for the right reasons.

But what could the harm be? If no one cared if I wore purple make up to school, and always black, then I could probably dress up in my sisters semiformal dress, and no one would so much as raise an eyebrow.

Maybe TenTen would noti-

Crap. Why would I be thinking of her? Oh well, no big deal. She was kind of invisible to. We could be the invisible musketeers.

Pity about Neji. I have never personally met him, but I know the rumors, and he seems a bit arrogant. But then again, Sasuke and Shikamaru are the ass holes of the underworld, and they both have a girlfriend or a legion of wannabe girlfriends. Maybe if I started flipping people off, I would get a girlfriend.

Without thinking, I turned off the T.V and went into the DANGER ZONE!!

Ok, it was Temaris' room.

I instinctively went to her magazines.

Bypassed the Shogi magazine, the Wrestling magazine, and the Inquirer (She says it's a makeshift comedian) and went for the magazine of doom.

Yeah, a cheesy, corny, girly, Teen Magazine.

I was insane. I must be freaking insane. But I found the table of contents, and saw those small printed words.

How do you get your crush to notice you?

Must…not…puke…

Page 57 here we go…and…

Then, it happened, the door opened.

Crap. When did school end? I raced (ok, I limped) out of Temaris' room, Magazine in my hand, and collapsed on the couch. Ow.

Gaara walked in and gave me an acknowledging nod. He said nothing but I knew he was talking about Deidara. It was his way of thanking me. He went into his room, and that was that.

The next entrants were Temari and the asshole himself, Shikamaru.

Temari cocked an eyebrow my direction,

"So, rumor has it You ran into a fight with the seniors?"

I gave a chuckle (Ow.Ow.Ow) and just shrugged. (OWWWW) "Made a wrong turn."

Temari said nothing else and dragged Shikamaru off to her lair of promiscuity.

Nothing else happened. I attempted to catch Temari and Shikamaru in the act, (muahahahaha) only to find them both in deep concentration in a game of Shogi. Only my sister dates a guy, and plays Shogi with him. Oh well, in my state of bandages, I couldn't really kill the Nara kid anyway.

So I reluctantly opened the magazine and read. Why was I doing this? I have no idea. Really. But, it was something to do, and who knows? Maybe TenTen had a friend.

X.P.O.V.Ten.Ten.X

A couple of days later.

I found out I was going to die that lunch.

It had started off fine. I had purchased my lunch and sat down across from Lee.

Poor guy, he was sleeping on his math book. He probably spent all last night going over every fact in every possible text book he had. And now he was reviewing. Lee was like that. He was always pushing himself in academics and sports. He was probably going to go for a ten mile jog once school ended.

So, I lifted up my text book- and dropped it.

"GYAHHH!! PYTHAGORAS THEORUM!!" Lee cried out, waking with a start and startling a great deal of people. He blinked drowsily. "oh…" He said uncomfortably.

"I was sleeping again TenTen?" He asked.

I nodded.

He groaned. "I must study! I must excel!" me muttered to himself in a Lee-like way.

That was when my grim reaper came.

He came in the form of the resident greek god, Sasuke Uchiha. Why was he coming here? Did he want to talk to me? Ask me out…? No. He doesn't. Don't fantasize.

He gave a reluctant nod towards Lee. (They shared a rivalry since Lee had helped Sasuke get on the soccer team. Sasuke was so successful, he bumped Lee out of the team)

"You're going to die." He muttered at me.

I raise an eyebrow and give an unsure smile. How in heck do you reply to that?

He rolled his eyes. Clearly he was under the impression I did not comprehend his statement. Was it that obvious?

"My dad is head of the police department." He said slowly.

My eyes widen momentarily. "Look…Sasuke…uhh…I just was bluffing, could you not tell the Akatsuki though?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes again. "My brother is in that gang." He hissed.

Oh crap. I was dead. Dead. Dead. Dead.

"Oh." Is all I can say.

Sasuke just sighed. "Goo'luck" he said, and he went back to his table.

Itachi. That was his brother's name. Crap! How could I have been so stupid? They would undoubtedly mention it, and Itachi would be so kind as to correct them.

I had known the lie would have fallen through eventually. But I was hoping for a couple of weeks.

Lee looked utterly confused. "What is going on TenTen?" He asked curiously.

So, I told him.

Lee thought for a moment. "I did not know Gaara had a brother."

I give half a laugh. I began to wonder, did anyone know who Kankuro was? I had always assumed I was the most ignored person around here, but this…this seemed more severe.

The past couple of days have gone on and on, and I see Neji once or twice and my heart pounds each time. He never actually looks in my general direction. Once, Lee gives a wave, and Neji waves back, but even then, his eyes almost glaze over me.

It was at that point I made myself a pact. For better or for worse, I would get Neji to notice me. Somehow. Somehow I would. I refused to just go on and forget Neji. He had not been mean to me, technically speaking. After all Kankuro had known who I was and I didn't, but he had not gotten mad or anything. Why should I get mad at Neji?

All I had to do was find a way to get him to notice me. Who would I ask?

My first thought was the pursuers of Sasuke. But if he ignored them still, then they would probably be the LAST people you would want to ask.

Lee would be out. He's a guy, and even if he still pursues some freshmen girl every day, I wasn't too keen on asking him.

I want someone who will just listen. I don't know too many good listeners. My mind drifts off into people who I could talk to…

Then a familiar face drifts into my head.

Kankuro.

Kankuro? No, he's just as invisible as I am! But maybe he would know what not to do. But the chances of him coming in for a while are pretty slim since he's probably all bandaged up right now.

Some part of me wants to talk to him about it. It's that weird feeling again. Maybe this is how people feel about Dr. Phil. But how in the world could I get to him? No way in heck am I asking Gaara!

But, good things come in unexpected places. And that's exactly what happened. It happened right after the last period ended, and everyone was heading for home.

"Damn it. I'm gonna be late. This is so stupid" A freshmen drawled on.

His companion, an odd looking kid with black sunglasses sighed. "I can save you a seat, Kiba."

'Kiba' just scowled. "This movie has a freaking cult following. If you wanna save a seat, it ain't gonna be there."

The boy with sunglasses said nothing. "The homework could wait, Kiba."

Kiba laughed. "Kankuro is a sophomore Shino. I've seen his homework. It's like…hell."

"Kankuro has siblings, Kiba."

"Fine, you go ask Gaara."

"…"

"That's what I thought."

I walk up to them. Why am I doing this?

"um…excuse me.."

Kiba cocked his head. "Uh…do I know you?" He asked curiously.

I rolled my eyes. "No. look, I need to talk to Kankuro, so I could help you."

Kibas eyes brightened. A grin appeared, and he gave a cackle. "Really?"

I nod. "Yeah, just tell me where his house is…"

Kiba gave a shrug, and gave me a bundle of papers. He gave a thumbs up to Shino, who did nothing but push up his glasses.

"Ok look, you have to go on bus…"

X.P.O.V.Kan.Kuro.X

Its official, being sick for a day or two is ok, but when you're headed for two weeks of staying home, life sucks. Most parents would've kept you for a week. But my dad is a business man. He's not getting sued or accused of child abuse.

Kiba has been bringing me my homework. I don't know why they don't just get Gaara or Temari.

Temari (thankfully without Shikamaru) enters. So does Gaara. Neither says anything to me. Then, a couple of minutes later, the door bell rings. I assume it's Kiba. I look up from the magazine I had been pouring over for TenTen, and walk to the door.

It's TenTen. Speak of the devil.

She must've seen my confused face. She shoves the homework at me. "Here!" She says.

I blink in confusion.

Aw...kward…

"So…Where's Kiba?" I ask conversationally, even though my jaw is killing me.

"He went to see a movie with Shino and Hinata."

Shino and Hinata? Huh, must be a really good movie if Shino the weirdo and his little sister (Not really, but he acts like a big brother, so it's a pretty fitting dub) Hinata, who hates violent things, and Kiba, the guy who loves nothing better than two guys killing each other, are all going to see the same movie.

"So…uhh…" I falter. "I was…uhhh…"

I was looking through a girl's magazine on the slim chance that it could help you get a guy TenTen! Maybe I am gay after all…

"I think…I could help you with Neji!" I blurt out. Well, that wasn't too bad.

TenTen frowns for a moment. "Really?" She asks, partly astounded.

I nod vigorously (ow….) and motion her inside.

I'm insane. I'm insane. I'm insane.

She walks in cautiously. I don't blame her. She looks around hesitantly and gives a small smile.

"uh…Follow me…" I say, and I head for my room. Gaara looks outside briefly and says nothing. But he seems stunned. He closes the door.

TenTen follows me at a three feet distance.

I've truly lost it now. I'm opening my door. She's going to see my room. Even Kiba hasn't ever been to my room. Why am I doing this? Why am I being so impulsive?

Boredom. I finally decide. I'm going to be home for a while (If I'm lucky) and I have nothing better to do then help some girl who didn't know I was alive until this morning.

So, we walk into my room. A part of me wonders if she's afraid of some hormone related thing. Probably, I wouldn't trust me either.

So, I guess it's time I tell you what my room looks like. Just so you can get a full idea about how creepy I really am.

Yeah, I have a bed, and an ancient computer, and a couch that'll eat you alive. But I also have wall to wall puppets. Ever see the live action version of Pinocchio? If you have, then yeah, just picture that, lots of little people on your walls.

TenTen stares dumfounded at everything. She probably wasn't expecting some giant puppet shrine. But she hasn't run away yet, so, so far, so good. I pick up the magazine.

"So…I've uhh…been doing research…"

I sound like my health teacher.

"I think I can help you."

This isn't awkward at all. Nope. Not a bit. Just really weird,

TenTen took the magazine I had stolen from my sister and flipped through it.

She put the magazine down on my desk and folded her arms.

"Well?" She asked, smiling broadly.

"What exactly do you have in mind?"

Ok, and that's Chapter two! I don't know about it though, I feel a bit disappointed with it. Some stuff really didn't turn out the way I wanted it to turn out. Oh well. So, please review with what you think, preferably with some constructive criticism since I need to know how to improve on this story since this is my shakiest plot to date. Hope you enjoyed it!