Dear… whatever -2-
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
January, 6th
Dear Whatever,
Yesterday was… interesting?
So there I was, watching with mild interest as this bowl cut, bushy eye browed, green spandex jump suit wearing Ninja slowly approached me with a bouquet of roses firmly clenched in between his hands.
He seemed to take one step towards me every three seconds then he would take one step back, then gulp and then the process would start over again.
After witnessing this cycle about six times, I grew annoyed and said something.
"Are you here to buy a book or entice me with your charming dance routine?"
His eyes widened slightly.
"I…er…I THINK YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL AND THE PERFECT EXAMPLE OF YOUTHFULNESS!"
I think you are perfect example of get the hell out of my shop you stupid ninja.
"It's funny, I've never heard that one before." I sighed and continued counting the practically nonexistent money in the cash register.
Beautiful he says.
Boy, was he a joker. I mean how the heck am I beautiful?
Grey bob? It made me feel like an old lady.
Silver eyes? Much more interesting than I actually am.
Nose ring? And both ears pierced three times? It was supposed to keep people away, not invite them in.
I wore a purple choker too, it had small little silver rings as I wasn't quite hardcore enough for spikes.
I also wore a black tank top and combat trousers, with small black sandals. I would rather eat my own hands than wear those pathetic ninja shoes.
And my figure? Hah. What figure?
"If you let me take you out to dinner tonight, I…I…I will dedicate my life to giving my heart to you!"
"Been practicing that one, haven't ya? Well use it on some other girl sweetheart."
"Why? Why won't go out with me?"
"Nothin' personal, I just don't like your kind."
The ninja furrowed his eyebrows, "My kind?"
"Yeah, Ninja's." I put the last of the 'money' I was counting back in the register.
The ninja laughed like I had just said the funniest thing in the world.
"You…*cough*…don't like….Ninja's?….AHAHAHAHA!" He started rolling on the floor.
"What's so funny you freak?" I shouted.
"Everyone loves Ninja's!"
"Well I guess I proved that theory wrong, now get out of my shop if you aren't going to buy a book."
"W-wait! I'm sorry! You just caught me by surprise, Oh my names Lee, The handsome devil of Konoha!" He flashed a painfully bright smile and gave thumbs up.
"Oh, my names get- the- hell- outa- here!" I gave a fake grin and flashed my middle finger.
"Waah! No my beautiful princess! Such an action is the downfall of youth!"
I walked over to the non-fiction shelf and took out a dictionary.
"Listen Ninja, if you don't leave here right now I'm going to ram this dictionary in your downfall of youth, clear enough for ya?"
The ninja nodded cautiously and ran out of the bookshop, leaving behind a trail of frayed red roses.
So yep, that was pretty much yesterday.
So today I'm writing this as I make my way through the backstreets of Konoha, diary.
I seriously needed some air, so I closed the book shop and decided to wonder.
The whole village is on full alert at the moment, all keeping their eyes out for infamous Uchiha who is apparently lurking around somewhere.
Never actually seen him myself though, he's probably been in my line of vision a couple of times but I never really noticed him. All I knew was that the girls all went goo goo gah gah whenever he walked by them.
Probably an emotionless bastard, like most Ninja's are these days.
I can't even remember the guy's first name, but I know it has the word 'gay' in there somewhere.
Of course when my sister was around she made me attend that chuunin exam.
Y'know the one that got all Orochimaru-fied? Well she had to go because she was dating one of the Ninja's, er…Genma? I think his name was, so I popped along too.
Of course this was before I hated Ninja's.
I actually had a crush on one.
It's weird, he's the Kazekage now, but I liked him from the moment I saw him at the chuunin exams. My sister thought I was crazy, though.
Most people still do.
If you're wondering, I don't have a boyfriend at the moment.
Most likely because all the boys are Ninja's. It's a shame because some of them are serious hotties.
I mean, have you seen the Hyuuga boy?
But it's okay to fancy the enemy, well that's what I think anyway.
I almost forgot to tell you, diary!
Ages ago when my sis and I used to travel across the five Shinobi countries to sell our wares, we came across loads of different characters that came to by our books.
One day when we had set up a small stall near the Mist village, these two guys wearing black cape things with red clouds came to us and examined some of these books called "Bingo books", my first impression was, whoa, when did ninja's play bingo? But my sis explained what they were later.
But anyway, back to the story.
The one who I could barely remember , had most of his face covered up and weird eyes , I couldn't remember him that much because he was pretty quiet and kept murmuring about how our books were much cheaper than the other book shops. But the other one I remember extremely well, he had slicked back grey hair and purple eyes, pretty decent looking to me, but a full out drool fest for my sister.
Oh dear god, I remember how she tried to flirt. Phew, it was pretty cringey because she was trying so hard. But her attempts went unnoticed as all he did was occasionally shout colourful language at the other guy about how long he was taking.
You may be thinking, 'So, does this story have a meaning or what?' But the reason I am telling you this is because it was only about a year ago I learnt that they were from some evil organisation to which most of the members were dead.
It made me feel kind of sick when I found out.
I mean, what if my sister copped off with that guy, got pregnant, realised he is an evil bastard, then find out he died?
Don't you just love my active imagination?
Apparently the one who killed him is one of our very own aswell, the Nara boy if I'm not mistaken.
Another enemy hottie but he is already engaged to some blonde from the sand village.
Who just happened to be the Kazekage's sister.
Weird.
Well, I have somehow ended up in the forest, diary.
Jashin knows why, as the grey haired man memory would of said.
Who Jashin was? Only God knows.
So I'm signing off now leaving you with my interpretation of this saying:
"He who dares, dies."
Chihiro x