"Three bowls of ramen please!" Kakashi smiled as he walke in, although it was hidden under a mask.

Naruto chirped up "You better make that four, I'm starving!"

"I can always count on my loyal customer, Naruto," a middle aged man stated, as he turned around to start preparing.

To tell the truth, the ramen was delicious, and I ended up gobbling two bowls as well. Naruto practically drank three! Kakashi forked over the money, but the owner would only accept half.

"Girl, what's your name?"

"Fuya,"

"Ah, you look much like my late daughter. Such similar eyes,"

"Do you miss her?" I ask, I know, it was immature but I wanted to know the feeling.

"Everyday. Say what, come around and spend some time with me, the orphanage isn't too far. I bet I'd make better ramen then the orphanage cook could ever dream of! Call me Tenuich" he stated proudly, and I nodded. It was quite delicious.

"Well, we'd better go. Fuya should be home by now,"

"Wait!" Tenuchi called, handing me a pair of silver chopsticks "Let's make a promise on it, you must come often,"

I took it and nodded, promising I would. I left with Kakashi and Naruto, but insisted on going my own way. I didn't tell them 'how' I'd get there, just told them I'd go to the orphanage safely. After all, it was only a short distance through the forest, how large could it get?

Guess I was wrong, it was HUGE. I lost my way, but continued in one direction, I wasn't sure where I learnt that trick from but it seemed logical enough. Suddenly I was sent flying, but not paying attention to the large crack let from the earthquake. Maybe they didn't start repairing this place yet. I rubbed my knee as I swore. But something else did too.

"You f***ing little b****, how dare you f***ing trip over me! Jashin's gonna smite your f***ing bones to ashes!" it called. I looked around in horror, and curiosity, only to see a decapitated head on its side. Male, as presumed by the voice.

"Aren't you much to talk?" I asked, standing in front of it, nudging it with my foot so it was upright.

"Now dig me up!" he ordered.

"No,"

"Yes!"

"No!" I argued, kicking it slightly.

He smirked, "You know, I can see up your skirt?"

"You pervert!"

"Now dig me up!" he demanded once more.

I chuckled "You think I would dig you up, just because you tell me? You and what army, you head! And looking up my skirt isn't going to help your situation,"

The head growled "So what's your name b****? I'm Hidan, not a head,"

I was stuck, "I, I don't know, I had a concussion during the Earthquake. But they gave me a name called Fuya,"

"You suck, don't even have a freaking name,"

I turned to leave.

"Hey, come back!"

I ignored it.

"I know you'll be back, you can't resist me, I know the earthquake was sent by Jashin, and he sent you to help me,"

I stopped turned around, and kneeled down in front of the head. "Really? So you want me to dig you up,"

"That's right b**** and hurry it up, I don't have forever. And don't hurt any part of my body!"

I reached inside my pocket for the silver chopsticks "Say ah,"

"Ah- *choke, choke*" he coughed. "Wa ra rell?! (translation-What the hell?!)

During his moment of confusion I had shoved the chopsticks in his mouth "I wouldn't talk too much if I were you. I ain't going to pick them up for you,"

"Hey, don't leave! Dig me out b****," he howled.

I simply waved without looking back. "Dig yourself out; I'll be back for my chopsticks tomorrow,"

Turns out I wasn't too off my track, and returned exactly in front of my room, seeing the balcony jutting out. I jogged to the front door, checked my clothes to see if I was presentable and walked in. Then I realized I didn't have to, many teenagers were sprawled around the television, or playing a game. None really paid too much attention to me. But it was late, and they were set on having some fun to push the sadness to the back of their mind before sleep. Then, all the information would sink in, this was reality.

I couldn't sleep either; I could only say I drifted in and out of consciousness. I couldn't stop thinking of that idiot Hidan, arrogant believer in some weird god! But all I did was toss and turn until the sun peeked out from under the horizon. A warm light started to shine in from the window, and shooed sleep away. I might have been possible to turn my back to it and close my eyes for another hour or so, but I didn't. I got dressed and sneaked downstairs. Found a couple of sandwiches, poured hot soup into a thermos and grabbed a blanket to sit on before setting out. Preferable I could get my chopsticks back; it was the first present I received; well the only one I could remember.