The Seventh Tail
Chapter 2: That damn dog.
Natsuki woke up the next day and got up sluggishly. She made her way to the bathroom and brushed her bed head hair, then proceeded to brush her teeth and get dressed. Half way through making her bed, she realized something.
I need a job. She thought to herself. I guess I'll go see if that guy who owns the ramen bar will give me one.
And so Natsuki set off to go get herself employed.
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"Mr. Aramaki-san? Mr. Aramaki-san, I've come to apply for a job, are you here?" Natsuki called as she explored the room above the ramen bar. It was three stories up to be precise. Not only did this guy own the ramen shop, but he rented apartments on the second floor to.
"Hmm, they said he was up here…" Natsuki mumbled to herself. Then she saw a huge, ugly, and snarling dog staring at her from the door way.
"He, nice doggy…" she said as she slowly backed up to avoid being a threat to the dog. Crap, I hate dogs! And this one is sooo ugly…
The dog came closer and snarled and growled even more. Natsuki continued backing up and never realized that she had stepped out onto the balcony of the apartment. She was completely daft to the factor of her slowly approaching the rail of the balcony.
Suddenly, the dog lunged at her and she turned quickly with a scream and fell right off the edge of the balcony. Yep, she was plummeting from the top of a three story building down to the hard ground. I'm going to die! Good bye cruel world!
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Gaara was taking a stroll that day and was passing by the local ramen shop when he heard an odd noise. The sound he heard was a scream. Gaara looked up and saw a girl in a pale blue dress-like shirt falling. Gaara had an internal jump, but soon regained his composure and held out his arms for the falling girl.
"Oomph!" Natsuki said as she hit the outstretched arms of her catcher. "Thanks for catching me; I thought I was done for back there…Gaara!?" Not him! Anyone but him!!!! This sucks!
Natsuki wasn't expecting to be caught by the same guy she didn't like. Gaara just stood there holding her bridal style and not even seeming to care.
Then, from under rocks, behind walls and magazine stands, out of the dirt, or anything else you could think of, fan girls appeared and they gawked at Gaara still holding the strange new girl in the famous bride position.
At once, they all in one of those evil, demonic voices said, "Competition!"
Then, as quickly as they had come, they resumed hiding. Gaara looked around with one eye brow up. Natsuki shrugged.
"Hey, you do know you can put me down now, right?" Natsuki said.
"Oh, right, my apologies," Gaara said in his regular monotone.
After putting her down Natsuki paused, wondering if she should thank him. She decided against it.
"Ok, bye." Natsuki then ran off to see if she could find somewhere else that needed some one to work for them.
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At lunch that same day, Gaara went into a restaurant for lunch. As he went to take his seat, he ignored the 'Welcome Kazekage-sama." Greetings he received. He took a seat and looked at the menu. He ordered his food and started eating.
Mmm, normal day. Wait, am I eating ramen? My god I am! I'm turning into Naruto! I need to counter balance this. How? Oh, I know, I'll eat anything else but ramen for an entire month! Perfect, Gaara, you've done it again.
Huh… you're truly turning into the Kyuubi kid… Shukaku's voice rang out through his head.
Am Not!
During Gaara's rather long train of thought, he was interrupted by the opening and slamming of the restaurant door. He turned his head to see, once again, Natsuki. Her greenish hazel eyes flashed with fear. She was looking through the window and shaking.
"Um, miss, are you going to order?" the ramen shop owner asked.
"Uh, sure, I'll have a plain one," she said while still staring intently at whatever was out there.
"Ok, I think he's… AHHHH!" she then screamed and turned, ran, and happened to end up cowering behind Gaara's gourd.
"What are you doing?" Gaara asked.
"It's the dog! He wants to kill me!" she whispered.
Gaara looked out the window and sure enough, there was an ugly, growling dog out there.
"Ok, and why are you hiding behind my gourd?" he asked.
"Would you rather I hide behind you?" she retorted. Crap, I never saw his gourd! I just went for the closest thing! Why does is it always him?
"Humph."
"Somebody's happy today," Natsuki said to herself in a voice full of sarcasm.
Slowly, Natsuki stood up and took the seat next to him.
"So, do you have any advice on where to get a job around here?" she asked when her ramen came.
"No."
"Well, that's helpful." She grumbled.
"But, my sister does, go ask her."
"Ok, bye." and with that, Natsuki gulped down her ramen and skipped out to go find Temari.
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"Oh, so you need a job, eh?" Temari asked.
"Yeah, got one?" she was impatient. Natsuki had spent the entire day either running away from that damn dog, or trying to find a job. Neither of which were all that fun.
"Sure, wanna be Gaara's assistant?" Temari inquired.
"WHAT!? Mr. Happy-cheery? No way!" Natsuki exclaimed in protest.
"Well, there isn't anything else I can give you. It's either this or you go penniless," Temari reminded. It worked.
"Urgh! Fine, when do I start?" Natsuki groaned.
"Well, how about in… two days? I've got to work on firing myself first, you see I've been trying to be his assistant, but he never wants to listen to his sister," Temari sighed with a shrug.
"And you think he'll like me better?" she asked.
"Well, I don't know, maybe."
"Whatever, I'll be here in two days," she said and turned to leave.
"Bye!" Temari called.
Well, I got a job. But why him?
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That night, Gaara was taking a slow walk home. Well, today was a…eventful day. I wonder what job Temari gave that new girl, what's her name? Natsuki, right? Hmmm…
While Gaara was lost in thought, he neglected to realize something.
SMACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What in the hell?! Gaara thought.
"OW! Jesus, that hurts!" a loud voice from the ground complained.
"Huh?" Gaara turned and looked down to see none other than Natsuki on the ground holding her ankle in pain. Her face was slightly flushed from running. "What happened to you?"
"I ran into your stupid gourd!" she exclaimed. She was really pissed off.
"Why did you do that?"
"I didn't mean to, I was running away from that stupid damn dog that keeps chasing me!" she explained.
"Oh, I see." And then Gaara turned to try and leave, but he was stopped.
"Hey, you aren't just going to leave me here are you?" Natsuki yelled at him.
"Well, it isn't my problem."
"Yes it is! Help me home!" she ordered.
"Why?"
"Because, it's your fault I'm hurt and it would be nice," Natsuki said.
"But you're the one who ran into me…" Gaara began.
"No, I don't care, help me home," she said again.
"Fine." He realized that it would be fruitless to argue. Gaara went over to her and picked her up.
"You know I can walk, I only need you as a crutch…" she said. She wasn't very comfortable. Jeez, I swear more of those weird girls are going to come out and yell at me again.
"This will be faster." Gaara said, and then he used that weird teleporting sand jutsu thing to get them to her apartment.
"Wow, that was quick." Natsuki said to herself. What the crap was that? She was impressed.
"Ok here you go." Gaara said putting her down.
"Oh, hey, guess what?" Natsuki suddenly asked.
"What?" Gaara sighed.
"I'm going to be your new assistant!"
WHAT!? No, no, no, no, no, it can't be! I thought Temari had that job! Why me? Why meeeee? Gaara thought to himself.
Ha Ha Ha!!! This is turning out to be interesting.
Shut up, you damn badger!
Ooooooh, I'm quivering with fear.
"Ok." He said. He would not loose it because of some silly girl.
"Ok, well see you I two days, boss!" she then slammed the door. Dang, I thought I would have gotten him with that! I was expecting some out burst of sorrow, tears maybe! That would have made my day! But, I guess he really doesn't care.
Natsuki stumbled over to her bed. She lay quietly on her bed, and closed her eyes in wearily. She didn't even bother to change clothes.
Lori: Lame ending I know… oh well, deal with it!
Maggie: Yes read and review or DIE!!!!!!
