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~MidnightSakuraBlossom
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The Sand Siblings Go On A Road Trip 2
Chapter 43: The Trip Continues! Duh! Part 2
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NO POV (REGULAR THIRD PERSON)
Now that Denise was going to be with them on the road trip, rules were going to be established on the road so that there would be no tension, no awkwardness, and hopefully...no falling in love. The first person to state all of this was Temari, whom took the liberty of making herself in charge most of the time since back in the very first chapter in the first half of this story.
And yes, the fourth wall was just broken. Nothing bad will occur do to the fact that nobody had said this themselves, and it was just a ambiguous narrative device.
Temari cleared her throat and eyed her brothers, her and her brothers' friends and Mountain Dew-aholic of an inner self, and the aspiring mangaka. Everyone just shrugged boredly. Is boredly even a word? Oh well, it's being used regardless and arguments are invalid (although very necessary in another POV because the word "boredly" is just plain ridiculous).
"On the road, I suggest that we make some rules. There's some kind of crazy force apparently among us that is causing chaos...so I suggest we don't take risks (for now)." Temari noticed that everyone immediately sighed all at the same time, but didn't say a word. So, she continued. "First things first: only me or Mr. Haruna will be driving the RV."
"WHAT?"
Mrs. Haruna promptly cringed from the overwhelming volume of her husbands voice, she apologized to everyone quickly before leaning over and turning on his hearing aid. Temari merely repeated the question since the ex-Sand shinobi hadn't heard it the first time (being deaf and forgetting to fix your own hearing aid is a huge bummer).
"Why can't I drive?" Denise spoke up, smiling politely and hoping that Temari would think that it's cute so she could drive their RV. It was only fair, considering she tried to fix it even though she sucked at mechanics and did that because she wanted to thank everyone for improving her life.
"Have you any driving experience?"
"Sort of...I once had this daydream were I was a super fast and successful NASCAR driver-"
"Yes, ONLY me and Mr. Haruna!" Denise's smile faded and her shoulders slumped.
"Damn!"
"Rule number two: were going to need money if we're going to stay on this trip...it's been almost a month, but that's okay because of the strange time differences between the worlds. We've almost completely run out of our money and what Hiroshi and Hisako gave us. We're totally broke. We'll have to work out asses off for money."
"Yen isn't even useable here..." Kankuro interjected with a disappointed sigh, gazing wistfully at the aforementioned crap ton amount of Japanese currency in his hand.
"What about Euro?" Inner G asked excitedly, pulling out and flashing a huge amount of Euro coins and dollars at everyone. Okay, how the fuck did he have Euro in the first place? Is he just that epic to defy these things?
"WE'RE NOT EVEN IN EUROPE! HOW THE HELL DO YOU HAVE ALL THAT?" Well said, Kankuro. Well said.
"Personally, if we're going to Europe during this trip in some kind of American-fied modern world, I would like to visit the Netherlands." Yumi mentioned with a stupid grin. But no one cared about what she had to say, so they all ignored her. Apparently; she will never get to visit the Netherlands like she wants to. For some bizarre reason.
"There will be no playing truth or dare unless absolutely necessary. That last game that we played left such a mental scar forever." Mrs. Haruna, Kankuro, and Gaara visibly trembled together at just the mentioning of that game. They remembered what undeniable chaos went down the last time they played.
It was just insane. All that can be said for now until mentioned later is: Kankuro had to kiss Mrs. Haruna, Temari had to make a hamburger and then eat it (the bad thing about that was the fact it was so greasy and she didn't want to lose her sexy figure), Gaara had to act out a bondage scene with Yumi, and by the end of the game...all of the players were traumatized so badly.
The only person to object the truth or dare rule was Mr. Haruna. Only due to the fact he never got to participate and, in a case of sudden hindsight, he wants to. Denise just gave him a scolding look because she hated truth or dare; as she once was dared to make out with a boy that was very attractive...only to find out the next day that he was really a girl in disguise and that SHE wasn't even into girls and probably only returned the kiss because she had been at the typical teenage get-together as well and gave into per pressure. The reason for concealing her gender had never been revealed...but it probably doesn't even matter now.
"And, most importantly," Temari bravely walked over to Inner G with so much control, composure, and dignity. Yumi was awe-struck by this fact for a long amount of time. "Inner...whatever you prefer to be called: I have been thinking about this for a long amount of time. And, well, after the rave when we uh...ah...you know..."
How could Inner G possibly forget what she was referring to? He stared for a few seconds, silent and shifting his feet in embarrassment as he recalled what happened at the rave. After that drinking contest when Hisako won and rightfully decided to give the keys and ownership back to the Sand kunoichi (read: after she greedily took off running around the large building to take off with the RV, and it literally took Temari, Kankuro, Inner G, that random timid girl with big breasts, Naruto, and the epic announcer dude to corner and make her give it up).
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FLASHBACK TIME~
Temari stood in her sexy black outfit watching her impromptu drinking contest come to it's conclusion. The nerdy guy that she placed in control of it was looking back at her with poorly disguised happiness that a girl like her WILLINGLY chose him to be the judge. 'Cause it was almost like...indirectly giving him attention.
Most people that saw him walking around the city's parking lot would just lean out their window and randomly shout "NERD!" very loudly and for several seconds anyway. And this kind of annoyed him, really.
The random people that had gotten into the contest were either passed out or slowing down from the intense alcohol consumption. Kankuro was almost at his limits, but not yet drunk. And Hisako was exhausted but pushing on with motivation to WIN that goddamn RV for her and her family so they could have some fun before going off to boring ol' college and be a part of the system!
It was quite intense. Inner G sighed and sulked back to the Sand kunoichi after having lost a game of rock paper scissors with the dude in charge of the techno music that was being played.
"I didn't convince 'em to play the RIGHT kind of music." Inner G muttered darkly once meeting Temari's annoyed face. She kind of really didn't care about him at the moment, because all attention had to be kept on her contest. "The jackass insisted that raves always play techno music, not 'inappropriate and satanic metal'."
"What did you want him to play?"
"...Iron Maiden."
Temari thought for a moment...gradually realizing the name. Her body went limp as she stood and her eyes widened. "Seriously? HE WOULDN'T ALLOW THAT?"
"Huh...?"
"I LOVE THEM! SO FUCKING MUCH!" Temari rushed forward and all but crushed Inner G's shoulders with her desperate grasp on them. But he didn't care, just the fact alone she was so close was enough to make his senses slip and his mind to go to the Promised Land. "You HAVE to get them to play Iron Maiden music! You just HAVE to! The techno music is okay...but ever since meeting you, I've been looking into heavy music other than Paramore and Uverworld. Which is rather weird...somehow..."
"You like them?" Something strange happened at that moment. Something odd. Inner G could feel his heart in his chest and it felt like it was pumping rapidly and doing some crazy shit. But whatever this feeling was...he liked it. "I didn't expect it..."
"Hmm? Are you implying that I don't seem to be the type of person to like that kind of music?" Temari's tone grew hostile and almost challenging. The inner merely raised his hands to surrender and then laughed off the situation.
"Actually, quite the opposite," In seconds, the inner seemingly slid from nowhere up to Temari's side and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. It should be mentioned that the flooring was not slippery, so it was impossible how he slid so coolly and easily. "I like a woman who can't admit this kinda stuff! As apposed to meh man, he prefers the chicks to be a bit more subtle and less wild which I guess is why he puts up with his weird girlfriend. I'm not like that, I'm a pretty unpredictable guy...thing...and I like a love interest whom has these characteristics too!"
"Wait a second," Without second thoughts, Temari pushed the advancing inner back and folded her arms as she stared at him. "Did you just indirectly confess AGAIN that you like me that way? And do you seriously consider ME a love interest?"
"Kinda...sorta...you know...it's a little..." Once again, looking into those passionate teal eyes was getting to him just as they always did. She always put him under her spell. The inner blushed vibrantly, grinning knowingly and averting his gaze.
"Hmm." Temari's facial expression was indifferent, as if she didn't notice what kind of lovesick spell she had put on the inner against her knowledge. She looked back at the drinking contest, noticing that Kankuro was struggling to reach for another large and overflowing cup of beer and Hisako was trying not to puke her guts out whilst downing what appeared to be vodka (she couldn't catch any odor because there were to many whiffs in the atmosphere). "Let go of me and I will help you convince the guy in charge of the music to play Iron Maiden music. But first, it looks like the drinking contest is coming to a close..."
Inner G blinked, until Temari turned to give him a wink as she insisted that she would do anything to get some enjoyable music and headbanging in here. He couldn't help but be thoroughly impressed by her dedication to this.
END OF FLASHBACK~
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"...What are they doing?" Denise asked with a blank expression at seeing both Temari and Inner G stare off into the distance in a dramatic manner. Almost like they were recalling a past memory. Raves weren't her style, that was why she didn't go the other night and didn't know about the all-out drinking contest her new-found BFF held (that, and she wanted to be of some help by fixing up their RV so it could handle a lot more chaos).
"They have just entered...the Twilight Zone, Denise." Gaara mentioned in monotone, so seriously.
"Uh...?"
"Sorry, I meant to say flashback mode."
Neither Temari or the epic inner had heard the exchange between Gaara and Denise. The left flashback mode and returned to earth.
"I think that we should form...a borderline between the both of us." Temari explained with not hint of regret in her tone as she met the inner's gaze locked on her solely. She was surprised to see that it wasn't even at her breasts that he obviously really wanted to see; his eyes met her face. Maybe it was just because her sparkly eyes reminded him of that sugary soda that he is devoted to.
"Um...yes...look, I do love Iron Maiden and I always have. That can't be undone no matter how hard I try. But, listen to me inner-whatever-the-hell-you-want-to-be-labeled, I don't think that we can ever be together. It's just not meant for us to become lovers or anywhere close." Temari met the inner's gaze, trying to imply that she meant serious business here. And the fleeting look of cloudy sadness in those jade orbs with dilating pupils didn't go past her awareness.
But else could she do? It was true that they couldn't go too far with this delicate relationship that they didn't have together. He was Gaara's inner, which meant that he MUST still be like a part of him. And this would be, sort of, kind of, indirect incest. Which was something she still couldn't stomach. And even if she did, kind of, sort of, have moments of weakness where she realized that Inner G was kind of cute at times and even somewhat nice to have around...she refused to think that she could EVER think of inner-whatever-the-hell-he-wants-to-be-labeled as a LOVE INTEREST of all things!
And, for the record, the kiss that she had given him was not out of desire at all. Even if it did become quite a scandal for those that had unfortunately witnessed the display before them. She only gave it to him because she promised to do so back when they were searching for a disappeared Yumi (in hindsight, that now seemed ridiculous after knowing the secret that she is an ex-Sand shinobi and was only sneaking off to ensure her skills weren't all that rusty). She had to keep him on his toes after all. That was the way she liked to keep people and that was just the way she rolled.
"Honestly, there's nothing wrong with-bad wording, 'cause I can think of a crap ton of flaws you have." Temari rubbed the back of her neck, trying to think of another wording she could use. Meanwhile, Gaara boredly looked at his watch. Wait, wait, BOREDLY isn't a word! OR IS IT? "Listen...it won't work. We need to establish a borderline between us."
"Borderline?" Gaara repeated randomly. Denise looked over at him and gave him a look that revealed how bored she was as well and obviously didn't want him to make this moment last any longer than it should.
"Yes, Gaara. A borderline that we won't cross." Temari looked back at the inner whom was staring at her chest and noticing how her black battle kimono really showed it off well. If she had known this, she would have probably freaked about him crossing the borderline. "If one of us shows romantic interest in each other in the same company, do anything that could be considered intimate, we will have crossed the unfortunate line and...something bad will happen to whomever initiated in it."
Inner G could only stare sadly. The thought of there now being some kind of theoretical borderline between him and the first girl he ever started to feel strongly about in a very absurdly long amount of time...that was kind of depressing.
But, then, he grinned wickedly as he let the realization sink in. This could prove to make their nonexistent relationship even more exciting; he liked to work for something forbidden that he wanted! All he had to do was purposely pass the borderline she theoretically drew up and within...some unknown passage of time...he would have her! Perfect plan! But he couldn't let her onto his plotting just yet...maybe his man would be interested though, 'cause he seemed reasonable and kind of cool.
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LATER
It took several minutes, but everyone worked together and threw all of their belongings back into the beat up RV of theirs. The rules were kind of, sort of understand and accepted by everyone. Gaara noticed that he had gotten two texts by Matsuri and was tempted to read them, but then Inner G decided to do it for 'em because he explained that he always found the girl a bit...odd. He read over the texts for him (and promptly blushed vividly, quickly deleting both texts immediately and saying with much mortification in his voice that he didn't NEED to see those at all. Gaara and co. could only wonder what Matsuri had said).
Finally, Mr. Haruna hoisted the last suitcase into the RV. It was the one that contained his clothes, sport magazines, toiletries, and condoms. "Whew! That's the last of our luggage!" He wiped the sweat from his brow, pushing back his dark brown hair that had fallen to his forehead. Yumi climbed up on the side, balancing on the edge and resting her head on his shoulder tiredly, as she and him were doing most of the work while everyone else HANDED them the luggage and didn't put it up THEMSELVES. "I believe we're ready to head out, Yumi stop using me as a crutch."
"You never complain when Mom does it. Something to confess, perhaps?"
"Yumi..."
"Haha, yeah, just a little joke!"
"Okay, let's get inside the RV and plan out our next destination!" Kankuro called out, everyone else nodded in agreement and began to move closer to the RV.
"W-wait! E-e-everyone!"
Everyone paused and turned around to see two familiar teenagers hurry up to them panting and breathing with difficulty. And these two teenagers were none other than Hiroshi and Hisako Sato! Hiroshi was still wearing his same clothes from the previous night, but he had some obvious bandages around him ans some cuts and bruises weren't healed yet. Hisako's hair was still falling to her shoulders and she wore at hot pink t-shirt (that matched her dyed hair streaks), brown capri pants, and hot pink sneaker-like shoes.
The group let the siblings catch their breath as soon as they made their way towards them. But it took a very long amount of time and the only people whom showed irritation was Denise, Gaara, and Naruto. It should be mentioned that Naruto shouldn't have been irritated; after all, he could relate to them considering he had previously gone up increasingly long staircases back in North Garden. Why couldn't he relate to them now? Why?
After catching her breath and returning to reality, Hisako decided to talk first with obviously tearing eyes (but she couldn't cry now...she'd ruin her thick, smoky make-up). "Otou-San told us Naruto-Kun had said goodbye to him. We wanted to say goodbye personally as well, and Onii-San hasn't been admitted out of the hospital yet...but the poison in his veins have been removed and he won't die."
"That's good to know." Temari pointed out, meanwhile looking at her watch and wandering how much longer this would take and how much more space could possibly be filled. And that totally just broke the forth wall indirectly, let's call it out!
Upon hearing Temari's voice, Hiroshi looked over at her fondly. He didn't say anything, as he recalled what they had established last night...she didn't return his feelings even though she may have had a brief crush on him temporarily. Which was just fine with Inner G, because otherwise, he would have to kill 'em before going off with his man and their friends.
And dammit, Inner G still couldn't accept that Temari had fallen for the totally wrong person! She wasn't supposed to be interested in a loser like him, she needed...she needed to be with HIM! But, he thought somewhere in the back of his mind mischievously, she would probably freak out and warn him about that borderline if he were to actually voice this (that's why he said this through his thoughts towards Gaara, whom rolled his eyes).
"Well, it was one crazy experience in this city!" Yumi put on a smile and hopped off the series of small stairs, walking over to Hisako with Kankuro and Inner-whatever-the-hell-he-wants-to-be-labeled at his side. "What are you guys gonna do now?"
"We'll most likely get ready to leave too." Hiroshi responded, switching his attention to Yumi. He couldn't help but notice her different appearance since the first time he saw her. Her hair was a darker shade of brown and longer and braided, her eyes were still big and blue, and her attire was definitely that from a ninja world. He wondered how she and her parents managed to alter their appearances. "Otou-San allowed us all to go on a road trip before we go off to college. Now that the festival's over, it's unlikely that we will still travel."
"But we're hoping to convince him to allow us to see West Village." Hisako mentioned with a hopeful smile tugging at her heavily glossy lips. Inner kind of wondered what type of lipstick she used, it sort of smelled like a combination of a flowery field and raspberries. Interesting scent, really. "Maybe we'll encounter there by some weird force of fate! Haha!"
"I hope we'll encounter again." Kankuro murmured sadly. His eyes were downcast, and Hisako seemed to notice this as her expression turned saddened as she looked over at him.
Hisako then pushed her healing brother aside as if she didn't care about him at the moment. She walked close to Kankuro and grabbed his hands, letting their fingers interlock together tightly. It was kind of like some kind of cheesy train station goodbye, at least, that was what Temari and Mr. Haruna thought of the moment. But Denise, Yumi, and even Naruto found the scene to be cute and were smiling like total idiots and going awwww over it.
Apparently, they watched too many old and sappy movies. In order to find this scene that romantic. It probably would have been more romantic if Kankuro and Hisako could have dressed a little bit more...normally. They both looked odd and especially stood out.
There were so many memories drifting through their heads. And they didn't want that to end. In the short time of bonding, the two weirdos could only muster one realization to all of this: something was triggered inside. It was quite unusual how they managed to fall each other.
Kankuro originally had an eerily one-sided crush on that blond-haired girl he noticed Naruto's pink-haired teammate with the constant breaks for putting on lip balm talking to. And then he slowly began to put her in the past as he met up with several pretty and not so available girls that he attempted to seduce.
Hisako had been trying to cope after a pretty weird rejection from her childhood friend and secret crush. The guy was so gorgeous – literally, he looked a bit girly from behind because his body was slim and not manly and he liked to keep his dark blond hair shoulder-length and well-kept. But, sadly, he already had a girlfriend he didn't tell her about and didn't think of her that way, besides, he moved back to the Netherlands (why is that place getting mentioned so much? Pftt, who cares?).
And somehow, their strange personalities clicked. Maybe even more so than what everyone else around thought after having the, ahem, pleasure of walking in on them making out or unfortunately hearing them the previous night planning out how they would get drunk at the rave and then do it.
"You know what? We may be able to see each other again. Onii-San says that we'll probably have to return to the hotel to gather our things, let Otou-San apologize to the pretty lady at the check in desk for all of the destruction he and Naruto-Kun caused during their game, and then hunt down out RV before we can leave. It's a shame that it will be awhile before we arrive at West Village." Hisako's eyes began to get a twinkle in them as her pale fingers caressed his skin. "Don't keep me on your mind, Kankuro-Kun. I kind of...gathered that you're kind of a flirt anyway."
"KIND OF?" Hisako and Kankuro promptly flinched at the overwhelming volume of that shout. They turned to look at Yumi, whom had clasped a hand over her mouth and was looking a bit apologetic for her outburst.
They shrugged their shoulders and returned back into the moment. When Hisako looked back and met Yumi's embarrassed gaze and chuckled to herself. "Well, she did have a point. That was an understatement. But I don't care...because it makes for an interesting relationship. If Kankuro-Kun sets his eyes on some little slut...you get the point."
Hiroshi, in the background, could have sworn that a sweatdrop appeared on his head as he stood there un-noticed with a totally blank expression expression as if this was a manga. He couldn't believe that his sister actually liked the fact she would have to corner her boyfriend about forgetting about her long enough to fall for some pretty and stupid little slut that he encountered in her absence. For the record: he still had a bit of a crush on Temari and sort of hoped that she wouldn't forget him and would maybe give him a chance later. He wasn't into a weird relationships.
"Too bad we didn't get to have a quickie at that rave." Kankuro murmured sadly, remembering that Hisako had won the drinking contest but she was totally drunk and ran off with the keys. She had to be tackled and wrestled by some people before rightfully giving them back. And then she went and got into some Mountain Dew that Inner G wanted and spent the rest of the night dancing alongside Mr. Haruna. (Apparently, this happened while he was passed out drunk).
Once again, Hisako was relieved that she had a quirk of liking to wear thick makeup. Otherwise the blush rising on her cheeks would have been totally visible. She had a habit of blushing quite noticeably after all. "Well, um, at least that's something to look forward to. And maybe...it won't just be quick, maybe it will last a long and enjoyable while if you know what I mean~!" Hisako could only laugh off her embarrassment when Denise came out of nowhere and plugged her ears, drowning out the loud conversation about their plans for a sexual encounter by singing Uverworld songs very off key. "Kankuro-Kun...I will miss you."
Kankuro didn't need to exchange any more words. He took the hint by that comment and boldly grabbed a slightly unsuspecting Hisako's shoulders in a rough kiss. She had merely stared for several seconds, before melting into it and letting him take control because she always loved it when a guy could be so undeniably dominating. She didn't like a spineless pussyboy after all.
While they made out, everyone else except Temari and Hiroshi piled into the RV to give the two lovebirds over there some privacy. Well, they really didn't care if anyone watched them because that was just the way they rolled, but at least these people had the decency to not be voyeurs. Well, that's debatable with Denise because she had a secret fetish for watching people have sex from a safe distance...but, sssh, don't tell anyone because she finds it a bit shameful and disturbing.
And seeing as though their siblings were still...kissing for now or never, Temari and Hiroshi leaned against the RV just looking each other over for probably the last time in a while. What they didn't know was that they were being watched by one hell of a jealous Inner G, a reserved and honestly careless Gaara, and a too-curious-for-her-own-good Denise (or was she just looking at Kankuro and Hisako and getting a little, ahem, aroused?).
"Temari-Chan..." Temari couldn't help but blink. She previously assumed that Hiroshi had decided to drop those honorifics because he, like what an unreliable Hisako told her, he saw her as someone very important to him. Was that accurate or not? "I guess this is goodbye...at least until we meet up again by freaky circumstances." Hiroshi forced a chuckle, but he was secretly a bit down about having to separate. He couldn't believe that he managed to fall this far for someone who really couldn't see him as anything more than a friend, but this just happened sometimes.
And because the author isn't very fair when it comes to the cast of this story. Yes, the fourth wall has just been broken again, but nothing bad will happen because no certain character did. So there.
"Yeah..." Temari was not good with goodbyes. She awkwardly shifted her weight on each foot and then cleared her throat and glanced at a pretty teal-colored watch on her wrist that she (in fact) bought back at a stand last night on the way back to the hotel. "Look, Hiroshi, I am glad you survived. I'm kind of flattered you like me. But...honestly, it wouldn't work and was over before it could begin."
"I never have good luck with girls anyway."
"Well, join the club. I never have good luck with guys." Temari thought for a moment, before adding, "But we aren't in the same situation because I don't let simple crushes linger on for too long. Sorry, I had to point that out."
Seconds passed, and Hiroshi's forced smile fell from his face and he looked down at the ground. Purposely letting his raven bangs fall over his eyes so that maybe she couldn't notice his nervousness. "There, ah, won't be a goodbye kiss, I assume?"
"I don't believe so." Temari waved a hand and then smirked. "Because these lips tend to be reserved for the guys I particularly like in that way."
"But...your younger brother, Gaara-San, he told me that you promised to kiss that strange inner of his and you ended up doing that." Hiroshi pointed out knowingly, lifting his head and giving her a confused look.
Temari said nothing about that. She merely blushed hotly and grimaced, although, if Hiroshi was not mistaken, she did mutter some curses and say something about "having a violent chat with a certain someone". He was instantly a bit concerned.
A few more seconds went by, and then Temari started to go into a very long and winding rant about the borderline that she had previously established with Inner G. About how she couldn't believe that she broke it before it could even be made up theoretically.
Here's some bits and parts of that rant, the less vulgar ones:
"WHAT THE HELL? I BROKE THE BORDERLINE BEFORE IT EVER HAPPENED! WHY DIDN'T I KNOW THIS SOONER? THAT'S JUST NOT RIGHT, NOT AT ALL! CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS SHIT, HIROSHI? I WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BREAK IT THIS SOON! WHY COULDN'T I HAVE JUST MADE THE LINE BEFORE I MADE THAT STUPID RPOMISE TO KISS THAT CRAZY INNER-WHATEVER-THE-HELL-HE-WANTS-TO-BE-LABELED?"
Hiroshi was almost knocked to the ground by the volume of her rant. And that wouldn't have been considering he was supposed to stay in the hospital for a few more hours before checking out because he still had some pain and injuries that could easily open back and bleed.
At least Kankuro and Hisako were brought back from cloud nine. They stopped making out (much to Denise's disappointment) and exchanged a proper goodbye before turning on their heels and dragging their respected sibling back with them.
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MEANWHILE IN IRRELVANCE
The doors of the North Garden hotel were thrown open, which aided in disturbing a lot of the people walking around and the pretty black-haired woman at the check-in desk whom was once again dressed fancily and adorning makeup.
A teenage girl staggered inside. She earned a lot of stares by the people, but she didn't care because...although they were embarrassing at first, she really didn't seem to care anymore. The girl had NATURAL (of all weird things) neon orange long hair falling over her shoulders and back but it was covered in dirt and sticking out of place almost everywhere. She had brown eyes that were bloodshot from definite lack of sleep. Her skin was pale, and she smelled of cheap cologne to hide the fact she hadn't showered in three whole days. She was no older than seventeen. And she seemed to be wearing a very plain white tank top underneath a long-sleeved brown vest, with denim short shorts that didn't look appealing because of her naturally puffy-looking thighs people couldn't stop being disgusted by, and she wore shinobi sandals.
Resting atop her shoulder, was a tiny blue lizard with a black eye and cut marks over it's body. But it was still smiling quite epically as if nothing was wrong with the world.
Even after a several amount of uncountable seconds, the normal people were still staring in either disgust or amusement by this freaky chick's horrible condition. And a group of giggly, hormone-attacked teenage girls were babbling amongst their clique of friends about how cute the beaten lizard was.
Well, at least SOMEONE appreciated his existence. The Fail Girl over here, Iris, needed to be more like them. He was Akatsuki, a (kinda, sorta, social outcast) of the hidden land of dragons! Just because he wasn't big and powerful...or intelligent...cunning...drop-dead gorgeous, or as awesome as he thought he was...does that mean he should be treated badly? And him being here hitching on her shoulder was all her fault anyway!
If Iris hadn't been a fool and attempted to summon the boss, the super-awesome Mist Dragon, he wouldn't be summoned here to her "aid" while recovering from her previous abuse! She should blame herself a lot more than she does. Because a lot of things that she gets herself into are caused by herself. But she can't admit it.
So why did Akatsuki still enjoy filling in for the Mist Dragon? Aw, who the hell cares right now? Iris and Akatsuki don't even matter at all!
Iris stumbled her way over to the check-in desk and caught the black-haired woman's attention with ease. Well, actually, this may have been due to the fact the woman found the blue lizard on her shoulder to be adorable.
"I've been told that a family of three are staying at this hotel with some freaky friends. The Harunas." Iris' eyes narrowed as she looked at the woman get out a book and flip through it's pages to find whom she was talking about. "I need to speak with them, I have come here for revenge for the way they killed by entire family by burning them to a crisp!"
"Yes, yes they were staying here for a few days." The woman replied casually, the smile on her lips so fake but easily to put on after being perfected so much. "But, you've come at a bad time. They checked out, saying something about how they were going to leave the city and I don't know...where they're all going."
Iris didn't say anything. She stood there totally speechless, eyes about to pop from the sockets if they grew any larger.
Akatsuki was just as casual as ever. Upon noticing his "partner's" terrible luck, he chuckled. "Man, they're always so far ahead of you, Iris!"
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BACK WITH THE SAND SIBS AND CO.
"You know, Temari would probably kick your butts if she knew you were watching her say goodbye to Hiroshi." Yumi mentioned to a curious Inner G and Denise whom were balancing together with difficulty in a chair in front of the right window.
"Actually, Yumi," Denise mentioned, her tone full of undisguised amusement as she pressed her face closer into the window. "I was looking at Kankuro make out with that flat-chested girl dressed in outrageous clothing. It's actually a bit arousing."
"Are you a voyeur?"
"...When Madame Star was still, ahem, in this life with us, she would always stalk the people whom came in for her love potions and would watch the customers use them on their love interests and make out or go straight to sex with them. She was a bit of a voyeur because she didn't have enough privacy to look at porn alone and her policeman boyfriend was always out on the job."
"That didn't answer my question."
"Yeah...well...I was getting to that!"
Yumi rolled her eyes and then lied back down on the couch, staring up at the ceiling and smiling fondly as she recalled a few important things that happened in this RV. Some important things that she could barely forget. Like the first time Salamander attacked, or the random earthquake that drove Gaara to give her an out of character now or never confession, or the time that she stayed up late with Temari watching her first R-rated movie which was some type of friendship comedy about two hot guys whom had bad luck with women and were hellbent on making their lives and selves more exciting to impress them.
"Yumi," Mrs. Haruna scolded as she looked over at her daughter from the counter (she was preparing some lunch for everyone. A healthy one. Kankuro would most likely sneak in some more junk food because of it). "I believe you forgot me and your father's warnings in the past about pressuring a person to admit their sexual fetishes. Your father is probably disappointed in your right now, right dear?"
Mrs. Haruna, Yumi, Inner G, and Denise all turned to look at Mr. Haruna obliviously sitting at the table flipping through a soccer magazine with a huge amount of interest in his eyes. He obviously did not hear them. Probably due to the fact that he forgot to turn on that crappy hearing aid he had been given.
This time, no one bothered to do anything and returned to what they were doing at hand. Mrs, Haruna still chopped up some vegetables for a salad, Yumi returned to flashback mode, and Inner G and Denise continued to stare out and watch Kankuro hoist Temari up against her vulgar protests and then toss her into the driver's seat before climbing into the passenger himself.
No one bothered to ask where Gaara and Naruto were. Although it should be mentioned that they were both in the former's room looking up some stuff on a laptop. God knows that they could have been doing. Yumi guessed porn, Mrs. Haruna guessed research to a complicated topic, and Denise guessed making stupid Youtube videos. But it's unlikely it was any of these things.
And then everyone froze up. They just realized something very important, that affected the rest of their trip deeply.
"Where do we go next...?" Was everyone's same comment said at the exact same time.
It looks like the trip was far from over, and that meant that there would be a hell of a lot more chaos brewing from the shadows and coming their way in the very near future!
To Be Continued (to something more exciting? Hell yes.)
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I can't believe it's been a month since the last update. No, no I'm not dead. But so many things have been going on lately in the following order: college and a very sucky part-time job, hanging out with all of my friends (for old time's sake, donning some cosplay around the house and acting like a bunch of freaks that we all are), cruising the internet for new anime to get into, getting over the giggly and lovestruck attitude I've unfortunately developed since I accepted my boyfriend's proposal on Valentine's Day, and reading some good books (Star Wars! Call me a sci-fi nerd and I'll punch you in your face). Not to mention, between all of that, stay up late with StormofyourDestiny trying to plan out our collab fic that's still in the works.
If anyone cares, I recently published two new fics which probably prove I'm still writing! "That Night Under The Stars" which is a Pokemon fic, and "Meeting Miss Perfection" which is a Death Note fic. And if you're interested in either, please click over to them and give a read. Maybe even leave a review. *I AM HINTING AT SOMETHING SO OBVIOUSLY RIGHT NOW LOL*
All of my other fics still ongoing will hopefully have their latest chapters up...soon...they're still in the works. Curse my lack of free time! (And that's putting it mildly...)
I realize that the Netherlands was mentioned a lot in this chapter. A reference to the fact I have always wanted to visit that place but probably never will get to. The closest I'll ever be is...Wikipedia and online pics. TT_TT At least Yumi may have the chance to get there, if they step on it...they could probably get there in one week tops. LOL...?
Wow, I'm rambling like an idiot now. I gotta learn to shut myself up when it gets awkward. *Makes mental note to study how to shut herself up when needed* Anyway, read and review~!
~MidnightSakuraBlossom