(819): Yup, back from story hiatus

(819): Yup, back from story hiatus.

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Note: We despise that song and only see it as a form of humor. :D

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Ch.3: Spaghetti! No Ramen!

Amaya and Megumi collapsed tiredly onto the tables as Team 7 just stared at them.

"Did you get me the ramen?" Naruto asked.

"No," said Megumi tiredly.

Sakura poked the two. "Man, what happened to you?"

"School, tests, and cooking club," they responded flatly.

Amaya and Megumi pushed themselves from the table and dropped their backpacks on the floor before collapsing back on the tables.

Naruto blinked. "What about cooking club?"

The girls glared at the ceiling. "The people there are wusses," they spat.

"How?"

Megumi glared at Naruto. "Okay, so we were making spaghetti today and we had to check the pasta. They couldn't find anything to eat the pasta with so we could check it. I fished a strand out with the wooden spoon and ate it with my hand and they were all, 'Ewww! Is your hand even clean?' and we were all, 'Well, we don't have anything to eat it with or even fish it out properly.'

And then they handed us a fork."

Naruto blinked. "What was wrong with the fork?"

Amaya glared at the table. "It was plastic. If you use it to cook with hot food, they'll melt and if you eat the food with the melted fork or the melted plastic on the food, you get cancer." She laughed. "Cancer forks!"

"Cancer forks!" agreed Megumi laughingly. "Cancer cookies!" she screamed as they burst into laughter.

Team 7 stared at them. 'Are they bipolar?'

"Hn. So what'd you guys bring this time?" Sasuke asked.

They fished through the backpacks and placed on the table some dried pasta and some jars of tomato sauce.

"Tomato sauce?" asked Sakura.

Sasuke nodded. "Tomatoes."

Naruto poked the bag of pasta. "What is that? Some new ramen or something?"

"That's spaghetti. It's pasta."

"What's pasta, Megumi-chan?"

"Noodles."

"What about ramen?"

"We didn't get the ramen today. No time."

"But--but!"

"Deal with it," snapped Megumi and Amaya, a murderous aura around them. Amaya dug around the lounge as Megumi fiddled with the portable burner. She cursed. "Dammit. Work! Work!"

Nothing.

"Troublesome," she muttered. She was not in the mood for this.

Sasuke sighed. "Here. Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!"

A large fireball came out of his mouth and Megumi ducked out of the way. "Ah!" The fireball sparked the gas and erupted upwards before disappearing.

Megumi peered timidly over the edge of the table and blinked. A smile appeared on her face as she saw the fire was lit. "That was so cool!" she exclaimed. Sasuke smirked arrogantly before walking back to his chair. Megumi adjusted the fire before putting the pot of water on it to boil and sat beside Amaya on the stairs.

They both peered up at the ceiling. "You know what I just realized?" asked her friend.

"What, Amaya?"

"Why didn't the sprinkler system go off? A fireball that big had to do something to the smoke detector."

"Well, they might be broken. You know how little money the school board gives to each school. We're just lucky it didn't set fire to everything else." Megumi smiled.

"But we can dream." Amaya joked and they both laughed.

Amaya and Megumi lay on the table staring at the ceiling bored out of their wits.

"Whatcha doing?" asked a certain blond.

"Hi Naruto-kun. Just staring at the ceiling," they chorused.

"Why?"

"Bored."

"Why don't you guys tell me a little about yourself then? You practically know everything about us and we barely know anything about you."

"Okay."

They sat up on the tables and crossed their legs. Dusting off themselves, they placed their hands in their laps. "So what do you wanna know?" asked Amaya.

"I dunno. Describe yourselves. Anything. Likes, dislikes, dreams, hobbies, that sort of stuff," he responded.

The girls smirked. "Alright."

"Amaya."

"Megumi."

"Last name…we don't feel like telling you. We're the kind of people who don't feel like talking about their likes or dislikes. Our dreams for the future are none of your business, but we have lots of hobbies," they chorused. Sakura was trying her best to hold in her laughter and Sasuke let out a chuckle as Kakashi tightened his hold on his book, glaring kunai at the two.

Naruto scratched his head. "That sounds familiar. Where have I heard it before?"

"Hn. Dobe. That's what Kakashi told us about himself when we first met him."

"Oh yeah. Thanks, teme!"

"Hn."

"Hahaha!"

"I don't find that funny at all, Sakura." Sakura stopped her laughter at his warning tone and the girls sighed. "Kakashi-san, it's just a joke." He merely grunted.

"Fine, we'll tell you about ourselves—for real this time," conceded Amaya.

"You start, Amaya."

"Hai Megumi-sama. My name is Amaya. Last name's a secret. I like conventions, manga, Youtube, Miyavi (or any J-rocker for that case, but him the most), my camera, and my friends. I dislike math, social studies, and my stepmother. Damn bitch. My goal is to become a manga-ka."

"Megumi. Last name…information withheld. I like manga, anime, art, writing, reading, music, my friends, and sushi. I dislike homework, math, my stupid cousin, and doing things against my will. My goal, I…don't really know for sure, getting into and passing college and getting a job probably, but my hobbies include songwriting, fanfiction, drawing, and reading manga."

Team 7 nodded and Naruto smiled. "Cool!" The girls nodded and Megumi turned towards the pot with steam escaping its sides. "Water's boiled."

Megumi walked over to the pot and dumped in the pasta and Amaya dumped in the jars in her pot. She was on her last one when it got stuck. "Megumi, can you help me?" She looked up from her pasta and walked over. She tried to twist the lid off, but no luck. "You hold the top while I twist the bottom, k?"

Amaya nodded and did as she was told. Megumi twisted the bottom and a loud pop sound was heard. "Thanks," Megumi nodded and returned to her pasta and placed the lid back on.

Kakashi watched the girls work over the top of his book. 'Teamwork, eh?' He shrugged and went back to reading when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked up. "Huh?"

Before him was a pair of bright brown eyes. "Kakashi-san, what do you like about these books so much?" Megumi asked, prodding the orange spine of his favorite (though questionable) literature.

"You're seventeen, right?"

"Yup, turning eighteen in October."

"Then I can't tell you."

"Why not?"

He tapped the cover of the little orange book. "See that small thing here?" he said pointing to a small red circle with a slash through it.

"Yeah."

"What does it say?"

"18+"

"And that's why."

"Kakashi-san, I may be seventeen, but I'm mature for my age. I'm pretty sure I've seen worse. Besides, my birthday isn't far away."

"That may be, but you're still seventeen by law, now go check on the pasta. I think its boiling over."

Megumi turned her head over her shoulder and saw the lid bounce up as white foam spilled out. "Ah!" She pushed her hands from their place on Kakashi's legs and ran over to the pot. 'How come I didn't notice her hands on my legs? Must have just slipped my mind.'

He watched as the girl called her friend over in an attempt to lift the heavy pot to the sink. They placed a hand on pot handles and immediately snatched their hands back and blew on them. 'Must have burned themselves.' He sighed and put down his book before crossing the room. "Here. Let me do it," he said as he grabbed the pot and walked over to the sink, pouring the water out. He peered over his shoulder as he rinsed the noodles. "You might want to have Sakura check that out."

Megumi shook her head. "We're fine, really. This happens a lot."

"Alright, but I still want Sakura to look at it."

"Fine."

The girls walked over to Sakura who was staring at the Uchiha as he dozed in the chair against the wall, a sad, longing look in her distant eyes. Amaya looked into her face. She tapped her shoulder. "Sakura-san?"

A voice brought Sakura from her thoughts. "Yes?"

"Kakashi-san told us to have you check our burns."

"Burns?" They stuck their hands up and a small red blotch rested on each of their palms. "How'd that happen?" she asked focusing chakra to her hand.

"Hot pot." explained Megumi.

The chakra glowed against their skin, healing it, and they thanked her before walking back to the vacant table, Kakashi already reading his book again. They poured the pot of sauce into the pot of pasta and mixed it. Fishing out plates and utensils from their backpacks, they placed them on the table and served their friends.

"So how is it, Naruto-kun?" asked Megumi as she twirled her fork into the nest of noodles.

He looked up and slurped a noodle. "It's not ramen, but it's still good."

"Sasuke-san?" asked Amaya.

"Hn."

"He says it's good, but that's probably because it has tomatoes," smiled Sakura.

"Hn."

Megumi smiled and turned her head. "Kakashi-san! You don't have your mask on!"

"Well, seeing how there are pictures of me without my mask on, there's no point in me trying to keep it a secret from my teammates."

"So you'll still wear it?"

"Hn."

Sakura smiled at the friendly exchange before turning her sight to Naruto. "Naruto! You have sauce on your face!"

Naruto blinked as a noodle was slurped into his mouth. "Where?" Sakura chuckled and grabbed a napkin, wiping it off his cheek.

Sasuke glared at the two. 'Why is she doing that? Didn't she hate him when we were younger?'

'A lot of things can change in a few years.'

'Who are you?'

'The inner you. Like a conscience and trust me, you really need one.'

'Feh.'

'So Sasuke, how does it feel being jealous?'

'Of who? Dobe? Why would I be jealous of him over Sakura?'

'Because she's paying attention to Naruto, instead of you.'

'Hn. I'm glad. He can have the fangirl.'

'She's not a fangirl. Like I said, a lot of things can change in a few years. Think about it.'

Megumi and Kakashi were washing the pots as Amaya talked and interviewed the rest of Team 7, camera in hand.

Megumi looked past Kakashi to see her friend pester Sasuke to delve into further detail before returning to her task, shaking her head and chuckling.

"What's wrong?"

She looked up at Kakashi, a small smile on her face. "Amaya's at it again."

"Hn."

Kakashi stuck his arm up and brushed his face against his arm to roll up his sleeve, causing his mask to fall. He heard giggling come from his side and looked down at the girl. "What's wrong now?"

She calmed herself. "You have tomato sauce on your face," she smiled.

"Huh?"

She smiled and pumped the contraption beside her for a paper towel. She wet it before tiptoeing and wiped the red stain from Kakashi's face. "There." He nodded in thanks and they resumed their duties.

Amaya and Megumi yawned tiredly. "Well, we're going to leave now, bye!" Various byes were heard and the girls left the school, the sun setting in the distance.