DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto or anything else used in here.
Yawn, what ta' say? lets see. Well Yugito's acting alittle like me. So yeah.
Some people will be out of character. But when the story ends everyone will be in-character. They are supposed to be developing INTO character. Like Konan is a teenagery whorey-girl that I don't like and then when this ends she'll be in-character....
Yay Akatsuki. They are amazing like a brand new home. Jiraiya's cool too. AWSOMENESS!.... I'll probably always switch from Konan's to normal POV. Expecially at certain parts. Like following the other Akatsuki home. And I might go to Sasori's POV at one part XD
I have a tendancy to horribly torture my favorite characters. Naruto might be left alone. Cause he's my favorite of the favorites. But then that means I get to get extra-angsty with the Akatsuki XD
...... I wonder if I can work Team Hawk into the plot? Nah' Too much work. oh well, I'll miss Karin. I need to find something for her. And I'm already gonna make Anko the lunchlady..... Like in Confessions of a Teenage Monster. bleh, I'm so un-creative.
I've also decided on the intro and outro's for this story. The intro is 'Everything back but you' By Avril Lavigne and the outro is 'Addicted' by Kelly Clarkson. I might make the intro on my Sims 2 and post it on youtube if you people bug me enough.
------------------------------First Day Blues
I set some things up before going back downstairs. Naruto was still jabbering on the phone while Yahiko watched TV and Mom still chatted with Jiraiya in the kitchen.
"They call me the frikkin' king of the town! My yard overlooks almost the entire area with every single house and all that shit!" Jiraiya boasted. He noticed me and called for Yahiko on the couch. "Yi'ko, Ya' need ta' show Konan. He can take ya up to the roof. Naruto's not allowed up there even though I know he goes there anyway with his hubbie." Naruto surprisingly flipped Jiraiya off but everyone just ignored.
Yahiko smirked as he got up. He tugged my sweater as he passed me to half-pull me up. I reluctaintly followed seeing Mom smile and clap her hands. She thinks he's cute too.
When we got to the top of the steps I half-cornered him half-stopped him at his door accidentally and took the chance. "Where'd you put my cigerettes?"
"I flushed them down the toilet." He said turning the handle and standing there for the conversation.
"What?!"
He chuckled, but I was too mad to swoon right now. "Nah, I have them. But you're not getting them back."
"Why not?"
"Cause' I said so." He said leaning in to make sure I heard perfectly. I tried to desipher whether he was keeping them for himself or trying to make it clear that I couldn't smoke here.
His room was hard-floored with a dark woodish-green color. The walls were gray with a surprisingly pretty detail line pattern in the middle with a darker gray. The room was homey and lived-in. With a comfort no kid in the cities room has. Some shirts were scattered around the floor and he had a computer on a out-of-character business desk. The bed in the upper right corner like mine was positioned had really dark gray sheets. Again,
The window was in the middle in-between his end table and dresser. Like mine. He hopped over a beanbag under it and out the window and held a hand out for me.
I took his hand secretly hoping my heels would puncture the thing. It was already riddled with duck tape but I smiled to myself when I noticed a end split.
The scenery this time of year made the yellow grasses give out a desert effect. A deserted effect I thought. And it was true. I could see every single house in the town from here. It made me sick to my stomach. There wasn't even 100 houses here. Yahiko must've seen the look on my face cause he asked what was wrong.
"It'll be hard to get used to it here." I said. He looked at me for a few seconds thoughtful. He cracked a smile.
"I know how I can help."
"How?" I fought the urge to growl. But he was tempting me.
"I have connections that can make any lady smile." He said codedly.
I half-heartedly smacked his arm. "Shut up and carry my boxes up."
----------------Later
He carried them up alright. In just two trips. Had he been a few inches taller it would have been one. He had to take a sport, wrestleing maybe. He's almost tall enough for basketball but he only passes me by his 5'7 or something to my own 5'5. Jiraiya cut Naruto off from the phone which earned a loud groan from the latter. Jiraiya offered us leftovers since him and Mom'd talked so long.
With everything in my room I sat on the bed pondering. Once everything is un-packed I could certainly fill it. And still have un-needed stuff for the garage. But there was no way in hell I was leaving the room this color. And I was far too incapable with painting it.
"You could have the boys paint it for you," Mom asked, she's independant but anti-feminist at the same time. It's weird. She insists she can do things herself but always secretly needs a man around.
I thought about that. But Naruto would probably paint it twenty diffrent colors and Yahiko- I don't even want to ask him. He's too cute to hate but too annoying to bother.
The son of the devil walked in at that moment. "Paint issues?"
"Konan doesn't know what to paint it."
A little light in his eyes flashed and he kept smileing. "I have a friend who could do something. He did my room, He'll love to, I'll introduce you tomarrow."
Oh yeah, Jiraiya decided to enroll me before we even got here. I'll be starting immidiantly. Great. And worst it seems Yahiko desires to get me into his 'crowd' Just what I need. Socially retarded hillbillies trieing to be my friends where as I need to stay quiet enough to make them think I am.
Who knows, maybe he's popular, maybe I'll come up with a plan to ditch him. Or not, I could always go to Naruto's middle school for lunch.
---------Next Day
I didn't fall asleep untill 3pm. But Naruto seemed to be wake-up crew and I didn't get to sleep in. He tapped half-quietly on my door before opening it. "It's six, don't know how long you need to get ready."
"I'll be out," He's too lovable. But I'm sure in time I'll learn the strength to throw a pillow at him.
I got dressed slowly. I didn't feel like breakfast and depending on the horror Yahiko puts me though at school I might skip lunch too.
I put on a slightly skanky white low-cut. I can get Mom mad and alittle attention at the same time. Not that it would be non-exsistant anyway. In a small town like this my arrival was likely to be expected. Best of all it was warm enough to wear shorts. I trodded down the steps and into the kitchen and immidiantly took Yahiko's attention off his food.
Mom kept her mouth pinned shut. Naruto looked for a few seconds before noticably shaking his sense back and bowing his head to his bowl like it were a god. Jiraiya put my bowl out for me and then gestured to Mom.
"She get those from her father?"
Mom started laughing histarically. Naruto spit up some oatmeal while Yahiko only half-heard. But then he looked up to my eyes. "The least you could've done was wear a bra."
Jiraiya joined Mom and Naruto basicly vomitted. I almost did too.
--------Later
I waited on the couch for Yahiko to be ready. Naruto kicked the coffee table from his spot on the loveseat while he waited with me. He made tiny conversation but he looked like he was easing off his wake-up high and dreading school like a normal kid.
Yahiko came down the stairs in the same hoodie as yesterday. The faded jeans might've been from yesterday too, but I couldn't remember.
At the door Mom informed that Jiraiya was taking her down to the Hospital to see if there was an opening anywhere. They might not be back. Great, alone with 'it' and Naruto. Yay.
Two school buses were down in the center of town. It looked like every child in Ame was getting on. The low numbers once again made me sick. Naruto raced ahead and Yahiko took my hand to pull me down to catch them.
I rolled my eyes annoyed while also trying to decide wether to sling my backpack over my shoulder or to use it to protect any 'popping' from the running. I choose the latter cause I'm not that needy. We skid to a hault at the bottom of the hill and wait in line.
Naruto immidiantly grabs someone who is apparently a friend and does his chatter-marathon. The annoyed-looking raven-head watches him talk mindlessly with silence that made the two clash violently. Even their clothes- light with orange and dark with blue- Made it look like Day and Night standing side-by-side.
"Where's your group?" I asked Yahiko looking for an end to the awkward standing while I made sure I was still in my clothes. Yeah, a bra might've worked.
"They're on the bus already." He said casually like he was always the last one there. He then pointed to a space between the two buses. Gesturing at kids in each one sticking tounges out and making faces at eachother. I couldn't make out faces but I knew I'd have to sit near one of them.
I caught Naruto dragging his friend over who looked about to kill him in embarressment. "Hi Konan this is SASUKE that is spelled S-A-S-U-K-E and saided' SAUSE-GAAAY,"
The raven wacked him in the head. He gave me an acknowladed look and polite nod before pulling Naruto away to avoid actual conversation. Naruto made humorous choking noises and thrashed around as he left us again.
The buses were almost full. I noted that the few still standing were me and Yahiko and then a blond and a red-head. They seemed to be having an arguement on which bus to get in. I rolled my eyes and Yahiko actually did the same. He gestured that I follow him and in confusion I did. We got in the bus on the right and settled down into two vacant seats. He got the window seat of course.
Once all the kids were inside the buses both pulled out and backed up awkwardly- what they must've done nearly everyday. They then started going down the long road to the nearest civilazation. Which was that at the other end of the long road that had a post-office, the schools, a grocery store and a Cafe I remembered passing. Back then I hadn't known they would be the closest outlet for anything.
Before the buses had even reached the speed limit the guy infront of us turned around in his seat. He had gelled back silver hair and clear albino-like eyes. "Yiki, what we' doin'?" Yiki? That's a worse nickname then what Jiraiya has.
"Nice to see you too Hidan," He replied. "This is Konan, she's Jiraiya's other godchild that's staying with us. Get aquainted." He almost demanded with his authority voice blasting. 'Hidan' crossed his arms on the seat and slowly looked at me. He checked for a moment before pointing at my chest. "Yes Hidan, she has breasts. You can stop."
"Boobs," He said distaint-mindedly. He turned around in his seat and tapped the guy infront of him. "Kuzu, Yiki's girlfriend has boobs."
I looked around for a split-second and people were un-surprisingly staring. I was expected. A shiney new Barbie.
The guy infront of Hidan turned around. He looked annoyed. He wore a gray bandana over shoulder-length brown hair. He had bloodshot green eyes and some scars on his face. I couldn't really tell wether he was black or just really tan. He didn't look interested but wanted to see the newbie. He gave a half-hearted wave and went back to his seat. Hidan made a strange whining noise and hopped over the seat to sit in the spot next to him, which like Hidan's old one was empty.
Yahiko seemed to roll his eyes again. I looked around, most of the kids retracted from their previous stares. I looked back a couple rows and Naruto was on this bus. Still with his friend, chattering away. In the seats infront of them there was a deathly pale kid on the window seat and next to him was another cute one. He had silky long black hair and bags under his eyes. He didn't look away when we locked eyes. A few seconds later he blinked and smiled- like he just now realized I was looking back at him. He waved almost shyly before turning his stare to the ground.
His eyes were a weird brown color. Almost black. He had sunglasses holding his bangs back which slightly failed but added to the sexy silent demeanor... Maybe I can at least have fun staring at all the cute country boys at least. Yahiko it was alittle weird with since were Mom to die we would technically be related via' Jiraiya.
It was only about fifteen minutes untill we reached the school. Me and Yahiko had sat in silence the whole time. Hidan looked back at us a few times looking for an excuse to get close to my breasts again. But he kept his seat with the other one.
The schools were all brick with vines growing up them. Wood and chain-link fences alone seperated the recess yards from the post-office. There was a Elementry-and-Kindergarden in one at the right. It was close enough to be connected with the Middleschool. Which probably doubled as a Intermidiate too. The Highschool was tallest and at the left. connected to the Middleschool and a garage that held only two other buses besides the ones that carried us.
I stumbled out of the bus having to be led blindly by Yahiko. Hidan who got out just infront of us spun around once we were clear of the doors. "Yiki, what we doin'?" He asked again.
"I wanted to show Konan around the town, but we also need to get home and finish unpacking." Shit, and without telling me. How much is there to see here? I didn't surpress a glare at the back of his head that Hidan laughed at.
"Can we come?" Hidan asked,
"Yeah, fine, she can meet everyone else too." Who else? How many kids in this town could actually follow him around? "Konan?" He turned to me, "Care to meet the rest of my 'group' After school?"
I glared at him again, "Do I have a choice?"
"Not in hell bitch!" Hidan yelled laughing. The warning bell rang and Yahiko pulled me away. I wasn't half surprised again when he waved at the black-haired boy from earlier and the pale one. Yay, maybe a boyfriend isn't impossible here.
----------Later
Apparently either Jiraiya or Yahiko assured we would get all the same classes. I doubt it was accident that we were never seperated.
I was fuming when we got to lunch. I didn't have to worry about homework cause it was all stuff I did last year. Even some of the same questions. I slammed myself down next to Yahiko in the cafeteria.
"What the hell is this?"
"What?"
"We have all the same classes." I held out a paper the first teacher gave me.
"Most same-age kids do."
"When's homeroom?" I growled.
"End of the day. With Mr. Yian, why?"
I hadn't really had a reason, I get impulsively curious when I'm angry. It doesn't ever make sense. I groaned. When I brought my head up Yahiko was gone but Naruto was on my other side- still with his friend.
"Konan! How's the school?" He asked sounding slightly more childish then usual.
"Decent, everythings easy."
"Cool! Hey, here's Sasuke again, he's not really gay. Just bi when in Gym." Sasuke wacked him again. I smiled boredly.
Yahiko came back balancing two trays and set the one infront of me. "I'm not hungry."
"Too bad, eat it and be polite." He said like that now ment I had to listen. But the greasy cheeseburger did look eatable. And there was only a small diet A.W. soda on the tray. Yahiko had a modest chief-looking salad with water. Might as well stuff something down my throat first day.
"Why's shrimp here?" I asked pointing to Naruto who I think growled.
"Middle-schoolers eat lunch in the Highschool cafeteria because we rule them." Naruto stuck his tounge out that was riddled with half-chewed food.
Despite this being one of the biggest tables in the room it was strangely empty. It clicked in my head that there were probably cliques' here too. Maybe Yahiko really does have half the kids in town following him around. (And how right was I in the end?)
The guy that was with Hidan earlier sat down across from us. Along with the two other no-names from the bus. But Hidan was missing.
Yahiko seemed to notice too. "Where're the others?" He said still trying to apparently scan the entire room.
The kid with scars looked at Mister-Pale before groaning. "Detention,"
"All of them?" But the raven-head shook his head, which made his sunglasses fall perfectly down to his face. I felt a blush creeping up my cheeks again.
" 'Sori's around here somewhere." The pale one said. I looked back at him finally and all attention on the raven-head dissapered. He wasn't pale just blue. I think he noticed that I noticed cause he quickly gave a weak smile and flipped me off without anyone seeing and then continued. "That one wouldn't come to school if 'Dara didn't drag him here."
Yahiko sat up straighter in his seat. "May I introduce those present?" Yahiko asked me like a gentlemen. I nodded not having reason to object. He pointed to the one infront of us. "Black guys' Kakuzu," He said bluntly. I guess anti-racisim is common sense in a little town where everyone is on equal ground. "The blue one's Kisame," I tried not to laugh when he flipped off Yahiko too. "Other is Itachi."
"He's Sasuke's brouder." Naruto said with a mouth full of mac n' cheese. He swallowed most of it and continued- "He's tha' coolest guy in tha' whole wide world!" Itachi and Sasuke both smiled without saying anything.
Kisame slammed a big hand down on the tabled and waved behind us. " 'Sori! get over here!" He screamed fifties-businessman style.
Regardless I kept my head down, trieing to decide wether or not to eat the food on my plate. I turned my eyes up when something tiny and red sat down next to Kakuzu.
He left a wide space between the guy and folded his hands over a notebook. With a thick red hoodie on half his pretty-chibi face was covored. He had short crimson hair and bangs dangling infront of his face. May I compare his femmie eyes to gold. I think he took a glance at me before I looked at him but now he had his eyes fixed on the table. He might've passed for twelve and the fact that he hung out with Yahiko was the only thing keeping me from thinking he is. Pink cheeks and creamed skin made me want to pinch him.
Dammit which one is the sparkly vampire?
I'll bet on Itachi for now. But the least I can do is try and make myself known and it clear I'm not going to be dragged around by Yahiko forever.
"I-"
"Sasori what happened?" If I ever get the chance to.
"Deidara's an idiot. Story over. Lemme alone." He said in a voice ten times more mature then his face. Which was now completely covored by his sleeves.
" 'Sori you need to eat something." Yahiko spoke again in his attempt of a loving voice that was dominated by the low pitch.
"Food is useless." The red pile grunted.
"Common~" Kisame stretched his arm over Itachi and Kakuzu to wag a fishstick near his face.
Sasori lifted his head up, but he looked at Yahiko. "I hate you,"
"You hate everyone Sasori, just eat."
"I wish for your souls to be locked inside of dolls." Where the hell did that come from?
"Nice to meet you," I finally said. Fed up with just sitting there listening to them argue. The look I had certainly wasn't the happiest but no one complained.
"That is the newbie everyone won't shut up about?" I realized I hadn't realized that people were staring at me like on the bus. Only now it was doubled. Good lord.
But pushing that aside this little twerp just spoke about me like I was smelly trash. I think I might have glared but Yahiko then put a hand on my shoulder. "Ignore him, he's Grumpy. Kuzu's Greedy. Kisa's Bluey-" Kisame held up his middle finger again and waved it around in the air like a flag.
Me not being the most subtle and sencere person. "What's with that anyway?"
He wacked his head on the table. Like he was wishing I wouldn't ask. Yahiko took the hand off my shoulder and covored his mouth with it. Kisame didn't answer but I achieved the goal of being known.
Sasori still looked at me like dirt though. Which still urked the fucking shit out of me. I turned my mind on him. "Do you have something to say 'Little Red Riding Hood?' "
He fired with pimp-like venomous comebacks. "Yes, you're a disgusting piece of shit and I don't like you. I don't like most of the people at this table but you're close to topping the list." He went back. Like he was recoiling more words so if I said something back he'd have just as harsh things to say.
I was tempted to but Yahiko put the hand back on my shoulder. Naruto was fighting a smile but everyone else was silent.
The bell rang then. Time flew by apparently. I grabbed the goddamned burger and took a giant bite before stomping off.
----------Later-Literature Class
We got to write poems. Which had usually been left to Art class in my last school. I was still fuming on lunch.
The sparks in my head went off when I noticed that just two seats away was Sasori. I pounded the pen on my paper- usually I just took a tune and made words ryhme to make a story. But his creative insults fueled my own creativity- I knew there was a whiney woman in me somewhere.
Angel of Death
Hate fills our lovely eyes
and my undying rage spills over
distain, destruction, disaster,
But none can compare with your-
impending danger.
Clutches around a neck so tight
blood dripping down my trusty knife.
The vengeing Angel swipes down fast
to take out the devils minions' last gasps.
Burn in your hell with all the fury
and then take my own life-
with my hands now dirty.
The class is small enough that we turn in our poems and are asked to read quietly while she grades all of them. I think Yahiko sped-read mine cause he gave me an impressed-slash-you're-a-pyscho-look when he went to his seat.
At the end of the hour when she gave us back our papers the teacher quietly asked me to report to the school Guidance counselor.
-----------Later
"And you swear you hadn't been serious with all of this?" The extreamly annoying old man behind the stupid fat desk said. Holding that damn piece of paper in his wrinkly hands.
"I was angry with someone. I vented it on the work." I said for the fifth goddamn time.
He looked at me through the thick glasses that magnified the eyes that were screaming 'I don't believe you'. I mean really, I knew a girl who wrote poems about killing her parents and herself. She never got sent here. She was just mad her Mom wouldn't let her get a cellphone. Is everyone in this town that retarded?
The man looked over the paper once a-fucking-gain. He then took out a pad of paper to write something on. My vision felt like it was turning red when he handed the two papers to me. "Keep your poem. Give the note to your Mother-"(Good god these fucktards even know my living situation)"-please refrain from reading it. You may go now."
I left the office before his last sentance was done. I of course opened the note right outside the door. 'Miss. Nekohi. I'm afraid your daughter may be in need of long-term pyscholodgical treatment for stress and possible suicidal/homicidal thoughts. Feel free with calling me on more information if Konan refuses to talk or starts acting strangely. The signs for clinically depressed children are-' I put the note in the trash before finishing it. I stomped harder in the tile floors towards the doors.
Screw it all. I'll skip the rest of school. See if I can't walk to a close enough gas station that would believe I'm over eighteen and buy a pack of cigerettes.
I pushed the doors open- Kids were in the recess yard. I went to the right to make sure no one saw me. I slung the backpack over my shoulder not really caring about any of the books I'd left inside.
It was free period. But everyone was either inside or in the recess yard. I zigged through an alleyway looking for a shortcut behind all the buildings.
And I walked right smack dab into Yahiko.
"And what are you doing here?" He asked like he was my babysitter.
"Cutting. You?" Blunt is good, cause they never believe you.
But he apparently did cause' he smiled. "Same, want to meet the whole gang now?" He smiled bigger and when he spoke I could see his frikkin' tounge was pierced too.
"Do I have a choice?" I said a second time now. He took my hand and pulled me behind a overflowing dumpster and through a wooden fence.
There were places like this back in the city. They were always full of smoke and girls doing things behind trashcans for money. The ground was cement like everything else around the school. The walls were covored with moss and more vines forom not being in the sun, along with some posters and random graffiti. Trashbags full of candy wrappers and a surpriser-soda cans-. Yahiko seemed to have his own little mafia inside here.
Everyone from the cafeteria table was here.(Excluding Naruto and Sasuke whom I recall seeing in the recess yard in a heated wrestling match) I was too relaxed here to be angry with Sasori's presence. Which was obviously expected, he was sitting ontop a dumpster writing in his notebook. Kisame was wacking a wooden samurai sword on the wall that looked like it was reserved for it. Kakuzu was the first to notice us with a nod while he used a trashcan for a seat. Itachi was ripping little pieces of paper up in a corner close to Sasori. Directly across from the entrance was a pile of trashbags piled like a wall.
I regonized the cheeky little asshole on the other side as Hidan. He had the controller for a remote control car in his hand and was right now having fun ramming it into my foot over-and-over. Next to him was likely the missing member. Whose gender I was leaning toward boy the longer I looked at him.
Obviously yes, but he still had bright blue eyes with thick eyelashes that are seen digitally added onto models. Bright blond hair that was probably reaching down his back with the right half's majority tied into a ponytail on top. A fringe covoring the left side of he-his face topped it off.
By the time I was done zoning everyone Yahiko kicked the little car away. "Attention," He said with quiet authority this time. Everyone listened. "Can everyone give Konan a proper introduction now?"
Kisame turned from his area first. He put the sword to his side and bowed. Kakuzu grunted a hello and Sasori just grunted. Hidan waved enthusiasticly being a dork and I heard a very sweet and pretty seductive 'Very nice to meet you' from Itachi that caught my attention.
The last member jumped out from behind the wall and practically skipped over to me. "Hi! I'm Deidara," He said happily. His low sexy voice printing his gender into my mind. "Finding 'comidations suitable?"
"I'm already pissed off at half the population and I arrived yesterday." I said bluntly, maybe they'll leave me alone now?
But the giddy little member continued the conversation, he didn't seem to want to stand still cause he was fidgetting and kicking his leg around. "I heard your spat with the loving Sasori," He said in a sweet tone. Little-red-hood himself looked up finally. "Hn, Don't mind him he's just mad at god for not making him a pretty little irish girl." Sasori through his pencil right at his head which I don't think he bothered to dodge. Deidara playfully through the pencil back while Sasori heatedly through it back again. The little match lasted for who knows how long.
Hidan went up to us. We were still standing infront of the doorway so Hidan decided to take a seat on Kakuzu's lap right next to us. "Heard you're a pyscho." He said right off the bat.
I decided to be honest. Expecting these people to be too stupid to take anything to mind. "Is everyone in this town retarded? I wrote an angsty poem. So what? I want to know what the fuck Sasori the greats' said!" Hidan laughed. I thought I might be feeling too comfortable here. Maybe I'm on a contact high.
I noticed Deidara spin around by his flying hair. He was still smiling from his 'game' with Sasori
"Eternal love with an undying passion.
Heartfelt confessions in sparkling rain.
May our true feelings linger forever.
Never aloud yet waiting near."
A few prickles on my heart with Deidara's lovely voice speaking the lovely words that broke my concentration. But Sasori's cocking grin following snapped me out of the daze.
"Saso' an' Dei' are that faggy-ass 'artists' " Hidan picks earning punches in the gut from Deidara.
"That reminds me," Yahiko spoke and I predicted what was coming. "Deidara, Konan needs help painting her room." The perky blonds eyes lit up. Jumped over to us again.
"Can do!" He screeched right next to my ear. "Hnm, any ideas-suggestions-favorite colors-I'm not really gay Hidan just has a crush on Kuzu-movie themes-anything?"
Before I spoke I laughed with Deidara that Hidan hadn't heard us at all. "I have no clue, just please do something with it."
He leaned forward and looked in my eyes for a second. "Something to match a lovely personality and that'll go with beautiful hazel eyes."
Right on que the bell rang. Everyone started getting up and heading for class. Kisame patted a hand on my shoulder- actually wishing me goodluck. Yahiko took my hand again and led me out through the alley and to the doors.
I got out and with the sun on my face it hit me that I'd felt better. Best in a long time. I didn't think I'd be happy here. Expecially not after a day like this.
But I was on a high that didn't involve lighters and was entirely legal.
----------------Later
I'd calmed down from earlier when I got to homeroom. But the automosphere from the alley was in this room as well.
Yahiko gleefully pointed out the whole gang that took this class. Deidara waved happily from sitting on Sasori's desk. Hidan ran over to me first and put his arm around me. "Yo' Ko' "
"Please don't call me that." I said less pissed then I'm supposed to be. The high was back and I couldn't get mad no matter how hard I tried.
He laughed again. On closer inspection Hidan looks like a lazy jock. With beefy arms and about 1 or 2 inches on Yahiko. He has scars that blend into the pale skin- A cast on his right wrist that'd been hidden all times before- A crooked nose that must've been broken a couple times and I think there's a chunk of his ear missing.
The teacher apparently came in because I heard the door close behind me and everyone retreat to their seats. I turned around and jumped.
Yahiko quickly led me to an open seat (next to him of course. But it's also to the left of Kisame. Infront of Sasori and behind Kakuzu. Oh god, I'm surrounded by men. This feels like a comical harem.)
The teacher got behind the desk. His name 'Zetsu Yian' in big bold chalk letters on the board.
All we were supposed to do in here was review things. Yahiko said in the hall that Mr. Yian would tutor you in class on something if you want extra help. I looked up at him but tried not to stare. He was tall- about Jiraiya's height. Moss hair and bright topaz eyes.
The thing was though he has that what-ya-call disease I saw on the news where parts of your skin are black and other parts are white. His face was almost perfectly split down the middle.
But I tried to smile and do my work. Part of this high I'm on is I feel polite. I can name five kids I used to know that would throw papers at this guy.
He was lecturing on some of the 'voted hardest' topics the students picked. Despite anything from earlier I thought about Yahiko's earlier comment.
Kids were walking up and asking him stuff. I could tell the nervous kids that didn't look him in the eye. The high was getting higher and I started thinking how rude it was seeming.
A idea popped in my head. I plucked my poem from my bag and trodded over to him.
"Mr. Yian?" I asked- surprised by a shyness sound in my voice.
"You're Konan Nekohi right? the new girl." He said. His voice a calm adult sound with just that tad of husky you expect from someone tall. "Can I help you?"
"Well, we were writting poems in Lit' and I was mad at someone so- mine came out kind of dark." He nodded. "They took it all so- seriously and sent me to Guidance. But could you look it over and tell me if it's really that bad?"
He smiled and held out his hand. I set it in his and he looked at it, like he was taking time to read it all. He smiled handing it back. "It has a justice-seeking feel to it. And shows you're alittle vain." Blush creeped up my cheeks. "But no it's not bad. Lovely really. Would I know who was the 'devils minion'?" He whispered the last part. And then I mouthed 'red' and pointed over my shoulder. He took one look and surpressed a laugh. "He's grumpy sometimes, don't take it to heart. But if you want to write something like that again just play it safe and fill it with sarcasim and opposite feelings."
I smiled back and thanked him. Then I turned around and went back to my seat. Most of the 'boys' were looking at me. Sasori had a 'what now?-I'm bored' look on his face. I gave him a wave that confused the living hell out of him and sat down. Thinking that I'd just found my favorite teacher.
--------------After School
Class passed swiftly and I had to sit there and mope after I'd finished all my easy homework. At the end of the day all of the group left at the same time, chatting together mindlessly. I was leading the way since I wasn't talking but Hidan caught the back of my shirt.
He pulled me to stand still next to him and I felt like punching him in the jaw alittle when he wrapped his arm around my shoulders again. "Yiki! bitch what the fuck'er we doin'?!" He whined.
"I want food!" Kisame yelled, and if we don't feed him I think he might eat Itachi (whom he seems joined at the hip with)
Yahiko once again rolled his eyes looking around. He raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, if you retards want to walk home that bad, we can go to the Cafe."
Some cheers that were followed ironicly by my rumbling stomach. I turned to Yahiko feeling talkative with the high blowing full-blast. "Walk? really?"
"If we tie a sled to Deidara and hang Sasori on a rope infront of him it'll only take 45 minutes." Itachi said. The hilarious joke that everyone but Deidara and Sasori laughed at combined with Itachi's rare voice made me laugh too.
I think to humor us Deidara led the way with a sprint towards the Cafe. The short distance didn't bother me as much when we started on a undeclared race for it.
The outside was square and old-fashioned. Deidara opened the heavy wood doors to a square room with a payphone. Then Kisame beat him to the glass doors that opened into the resturaunt. Right infront of the door was a single bathroom. Which almost did give me a cramped feeling. To the right was a short bar and a open door to the kitchen. To the left was the eating area. Small with hardwood floors and beige walls that had countless joke posters, fishingpoles and other stuff you'd see covoring resturaunt walls. The left wall was lined with five black leather booths and then two big tables were agenst the right wall. The whole gang went for the biggest booth in the far left corner and I got to slowly follow behind them.
They all scooted to their seats and I think it was Hidan and Kisame that went under the table to get to theirs. Yahiko gestured me over to the isle seat next to him. The ones that wern't still wrestling eachother for a seat were already banging on the table waiting for the menus.
This was quickly followed by a young waitress- fresh outta school looking. Short brown hair and bangs covoring her eyes while she wore a old-fashioned yellow waitress outfit you saw in old movies. "May I take your orders?" She asked about to laugh at everyones positions.
"Bri, this is Konan." Yahiko pointed to me.
She smiled and nodded. "I couldn't help but hear. Hope you like it here- or at least try not to kill yourself." She remarked. Must haven't of been born here either.
"Give me ribs, lots and lots of ribs. Big, long, juicy, thick, smothered, ribs." Hidan made clear.
"Water," Sasori groaned.
Yahiko handed me a menu he plucked from the waitresses apron. I lazily scanned the front of it and picked the first part that registered in my mind. "Cheeseburger." Wait, I had that for lunch.
"With?"
"Theee, tater-tots."
"Drink?"
"Pepsi."
"Phone number?" I opened my mouth to reply but then I cracked a smile. Yahiko and the other boys laughed more before finishing off their orders. The waitresses hands scribbled all over the paper writting it all down. But she was probably used to tending to them cause she was smiling the whole time.
She nodded goodbye and went behind a curtain that probably led to the kitchen. Everyone continued chattering and Yahiko tried to force me into the commotion.
"So Konan, tell us a bit of city life."
"Were you a hooker!?" Hidan screamed right off the bat. Country bunkins only hear the worst of stuff from TV specials. But he was getting close.
"I was trouble." I tried honesty. I could've lied but the high was making me honest. I probably would hate myself later but who doesn't love their own personal harem? "More trouble then most kids. But I got away with it."
Deidara tapped the table for attention, "Are those real?" I cracked a laugh at that one before nodding.
"I'm not that intresting. Please, just talk amongst yourselves."
"But you're femaale, hn" Deidara urged. Him and Hidan seem to be the most active of everyone. Itachi was sitting quietly next to Kisame after ordering only a salad. Sasori wouldn't talk unless to insult Deidara who seemed to greatly enjoy poking and prodding the little red chibi. His torture was amusing.
"Tell me about you all," I'm being absurdly nice for some reason, "Why's shrimpy so mean?" Deidara looked about to pop a blood vessel from laughing so hard. And I heard it loud and clear when Sasori growled like a dog at me. I made a hissing noise that pissed him off even more.
"He's just an asshole. Bastard hit me the other day, hn." Deidara said wacking/patting his shoulder.
"No I didn't." Sasori growled again,
"Yes you did!" Hidan was laughing more and I think it was annoying Kakuzu with the hanging all over him.
"No, I slapped you like the little bitch you are. Now shut up." He almost moaned.
Deidara rolled his eyes and leaned towards me over the table. He lifted up his fringe and up by his temple was a pinkish purple bruise. The skin was obviously broke cause there were scabs scattered around. Like he used something to 'slap' him. A pimp theory found it's way back into my head. I turned to Sasori, "You did that?"
Deidara sat back in the seat and Sasori looked at it. "Maybe,"
" 'Sori's a flippin' jackass, you just need to get used to him. Hnm," Deidara explained, but he was smiling. He let down the fringe and shook his gold locks around. He was shampoo-commercial worthy.
Kisame leaned towards him and put a hand out, "Deidara, honey that's domestic violence." Deidara started giggling high-pitch like a girl. "It's serious, he's not gonna stop." Deidara laughed more. "Sweetheart, no matter how good the sex is you need to get out." Deidara screamed laughing and fell out of his seat. Yahiko had his face in his hands and Hidan was under the table. I could've swore a smirk flinched on Sasori's face.
I turned up to Kisame "And why are you joined at the hip with Itachi there?" Hidan's head banged on the table below and his laughing got louder. Itachi smiled and looked up like he was waiting for an answer too.
Kisame's mouth gaped open like a fish and he got really quiet. Which I think just made Deidara laugh more.
The laughing echoed on a couple minutes before anyone got it out of their system. Hidan came out from under the table looking like he just accidentally walked into the girls' changing room. "Welp, I gotta pee," Some laughed more and Hidan went back under the table.
"Hey, me fir-" Kakuzu tried to call. Hidan pulled him under the table with him. Hidan emerged and started walking for the bathroom. Hidan was almost there but...
Kakuzu crawled awkwardly out from under the table. He ran and jumped up on one of the tables and then jumped ahead of Hidan shoving him into the wall and making it to the bathroom first. Hidan regained his self and stared wide-eyed at the door. "Dude! bitch what the fuck was that?!"
Hidan started banging franticly on the door asking to pee and managing to shove every curseword possible into the sentances. Deidara wasn't making it back into his seat and was still rolling on the floor. I had to laugh aloud at just how ridiculous it is. Hidan kept banging on the door and whining and doing pee dances.
The entrance door opened and low-and-behold little Naruto was there. He had Sasuke in tow along with a cherry-petal haired girl bringing up the rear. Hidan waved smiling for a moment but then comically went back to screaming at the door. The three sat down at one of the tables.
"Are twelve-year-olds allowed to dine alone here?" I asked Yahiko while still smiling at Hidan's antics.
"In small towns pedophiles don't exsist." Yahiko said in a way that he was trieing to make it obvious that wasn't true. Naruto waved his hands in the air trieing to get our attention like he wasn't half a foot away. "How much money you got Naruto?" Yahiko said knowing full-well he was broke.
Naruto's hands retreated to his pockets. He sat down looking blank like he didn't hear us. Sasuke spoke up, "Sakura's paying."
"Yea, yea, yea," The girl groaned taking a menu that was hanging on the wall. This one had country girl essance. The good kind. The kind that are 'daddys girl' and country singers write songs about.
The same waitress Bri came out with her notepad again. Taking their orders, ramen, rice and sweet pork. Bri waved to us as she went back behind the curtain.
Meanwhile Deidara'd finally made it back to his seat. Sasori pulled him up by the arm which would have looked rougher had it not been the size thing. Hidan was banging his head on the door still shaking his hips around.
Then another group came through the doors. Obvious christian-pacifists, even the father had a cross around his neck. They gave Hidan and then us dirty looks that in the city would have caused a automatic fight.
They picked the booth farthest from us. I could imagine why you wouldn't want to sit too close to a gang of rowdy teenagers. But boys are boys, their two angel-looking children will probably be the same someday.
Hidan's voice was getting quieter untill the entrance opened once again. Kakuzu walked back to our booth earning open-mouths and stares. Expecially from Hidan. Who suceeded in making the other family get more anger with our presense.
"Fucking shit," Was the first thing he said, I covored my mouth, almost embarressed by the commotion I was predicting, "Goddamn bastard ass-wipe motherfucker. Hidan started banging on the door by the time Kakuzu got to the booth. But me and Yahiko moved to let him in this time. "Holy shit you fucking bitch-little whiney cunt." Hidan tried the door. Locked from the inside. I did that once at a party to piss everyone off. Hidan started to get crazy banging the door trieing to break it down. He stopped everything for the moment and actually thought about it. "Be right back." He ran out the door. Oh good lord.
Everyone was chattering hushly amongst themselves. The topic of the prank was even going on at Naruto's table. The kids at the familys table were obviously curious about it but the parents were keeping their mouths shut.
I heard the commotion from inside and then after a couple minutes the flush. Hidan kicked the door open and ran back to us. "You goddamn little bastard bitch fucker." Hidan's colorful mouth kept rambling as he dove under the table and attacked Kakuzu from below.
The two half-wrestled for a minute untill Hidan apparently got either bored or tired and went back to his seat right next to Kakuzu like nothing happened. By then Bri had gotten to the familys table.
Instead of going back to the curtain when she was done she appered at ours. "The family at the bottom want you to leave." She whispered smiling awkwardly.
Bri=Briana
I'm the waitress. Yeah, I'm that annoying mary-suey XD
The chapter was getting uber-long so I stopped it here. It can pick up next chapter.
I don't recall the exact name of the Cafe in Pony Montana that my Mother did infact work at (before the mean chief kept making her leave crying and the catholic owner started spreading rumors about her) But that's what the place is based off of.
Not sure of what else to say.... hm, Akatsuki are awsome. Amazing, cool, epic, hm. Running out of crap to say.
Oh, but PS: The soul reason this thing is rated M is because of Hidan's 'colorful' mouth XD