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11:56

I'm missing a cat. Kipper isn't there. I think I need to look for him, because he is a 7 time offender of scratching windows.

Don't ask how he does it. But he does.

And I don't want the gossip-ladies too hurt him, or the new neighbours.

P.S. still stressing after walking in on Naruto and Sasuke.

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3:23

Oh god. Somebody hates me.

I swear. Too much has happened. I went in search of Kipper today, and found him, he ran all the way into the new neighbours drive-way though! And I didn't know what to do, so I just ran after him shouting 'KIPPER!'

He ran around the house, and I thought, be being invisible girl, I wouldn't disturb anyone.

I was wrong, so very, very, VERY wrong.

He got to the back door, and meowed loudly, I tackled him, I may be invisible, but he's not. Stuffing the cat in my arms I whisper angrily at it.

"Do you want to get shot by the new neighbours!?" I ask him angrily.

He scratches my face, and I let him go. "Ungrateful bastard! Where are you!?" He runs right up to the door, and I tackle him, grabbing him around the middle and nearly killing myself on the step. I lay sprawled over the two steps, me head a meter away from a saucer of milk.

A saucer of milk!?

So THIS is why you've been here. "You manipulating little cat-man-hussy!" I tell him, dragging him towards me. Suddenly a familiar bland voice sounds from above me.

"What are you doing on my door step?"

I stop, it was exactly like the movies, I look up, wincing, and first seeing feet, then legs, then a torso, then a head topped with shaggy red hair.

"Hello Gaara! I was- erm… sorry! I didn't mean too- ehh-" I mumble about. Conversation isn't my thing.

"Did you just call Gaara a- what was it?- a 'manipulating cat man hussy'?" Another male voice sounds.

I'm still lying on the door step, on my stomach; my face was bright-red and my hands locked around a yowling cat.

"Umm… I didn't- I swear! Err… I-I- I was meaning Kipper- umm…" I stutter.

"Kipper? We called him Toasty…" Another voice says, amusement in the female voice.

"And how do you know Gaara?" The male voice asks.

I hear Gaara sigh. "Firstly, can you get off our back doorstep?" My blush deepens, and I see him rub his temples and then glare at me.

"Stop being so mean, Cat-Man-Hussy." The female voice says, laughing.

"Don't start calling me that." Gaara said quietly.

"I meant no offence! I'm sorry!" I say quickly, getting up and collecting the stupid idiot cat in my arms, and dusting myself off.

I bow and apologize again. "Sorry! I'll just go now- I didn't mean to impose!" I tell them frantically.

A look of pure amusement played in the older guy's face, the blonde girl just sighed, a smile on her lips. Gaara was still rubbing his temples.

The girl stepped foreward. "Im Temari. Sole female in this house, unfortunately, we moved here a week ago." She offered a hand; I rested the cat on my hip so I had a hand free to shake it. I don't know if she said 'unfortunately' to the 'sole female' bit- or to the 'we moved here a week ago bit' both are understandable.

She smiled. "This is Kankuro." Indicating to the taller guy. "And you seem to already know Gaara. I didn't know you had friends Gaara!"

I think that was meant to be an encouragement, but it still sounded off, Gaara shot her a nasty look, and she shut up.

I find it weird that they all seem to follow Gaara and obey him.

Gaara still said nothing, and I was about to grab the stupid cat and run but she smiled at me. "Come inside! I did want to get to know our new neighbour!"

I couldn't say no! She seemed so nice!

I sighed, and put the cat down, Gaara glowered quietly, I looked at him uneasily and stepped inside.

"I'm Sorano Takaski." I tell them. "I've been here since, erm, as long as I can remember…" I say, Gaara closes the door behind me and walks in quietly.

"So how do you know Gaara?" Kankuro asks.

"Erm, he is in my class…" I say after a pause. I feel uneasy being talked too, I want to just melt into the background and watch the social-ness. Not BE in it. Invisible-people like me don't socialize.

"And what about Toasty?" Temari said. "Is he yours?"

I shake me head. "Oh, no. I look after the stray cats around here, there are millions of them, you may see them flooding my house," I smile. "The people down the road hate me because I won't let them bait them."

Temari looked at me. "So we could keep him?"

This question shocked me. "Of course! Take more! Tammy is about to have kittens!"

Temari's eyes lit up. "Kittens!?"

"No, no, no, no! I don't want stinky kittens!" Kankuro snapped, Temari looked sad, and Gaara stood as normal, silent.

Then the question came. THE question. The one everyone I ever meet always seems to ask. "I'd like to meet your parents, who are they?" Temari asked, pulling out a chair for me and her. "Do you have any siblings?"

"Will they throw themselves on our back-porch?" Kankuro asked dryly.

I blush again, and there is a pause, before something I will never forget happened.

Gaara saved my ass. "Do you walk in the mornings?" He asked. I don't know how he knew I was in shit with the family questions- but he did.

The subject was suddenly turned from my family, and I passed my thanks onto him through my eyes. He nodded his head slightly. "Yeah, I walk," I say. "Well, most of the time, on the rare occasions the bus-lady actually lets me on, I catch the bus."

"There's a bus?" Temari asked. "Does it run in the afternoon?"

I nod. "Yeah, and it's a nice bus-driver."

Temari faced Gaara, Gaara glared at me. I think I owe him more now. "See, there is a bus out here!" she said to him, he glared back, and she seemed to shrink under his quiet glare, then force a smile and face me again.

I really wanted to go, I don't like being questioned.

I cleared my throat. "Um, I better go, I have…erm… stuff." I saw awkwardly. Temari smiles.

"Come back soon? We feel sad and alone here, all the other neighbours didn't say hello with the enthusiasm of throwing themselves on our backdoor." She laughs.

I turn red again. "Sorry about that, it's the damned cat. But he's all yours now!" I say.

She guides me too the front door. I bow. "Thank-you!"

"Next time bring the family!" she calls, as I walk down the lane hastily.

See?! It was horrible! GAARA IS MY NEIGHBOUR!

I mean, it's nice to have somebody to talk too, but being a social reject is much easier when people aren't continually trying to befriend you.

I'm going to call work and say im 'sick' now. I shall say what horrors may happen soon enough.

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4:45

Well, it wasn't SO horrible. Just a bit of verbal-forgery. Nothing too illegal.

I had dialled the number, and the worst of all the possible options had picked up the phone. "Hello, Sasuke Uchiha speaking." Drawled the person on the other line.

I fought the urge to slam down the phone and just not go to work, but then took a deep breath and did the first thing that came to mind.

"Hello, im Mrs. Takaski." I had said warmly, trying to sound confident and totally unlike me.

"Hello Mrs. Takaski, I assume you are Sorano's mother?"

"Yes, I'm called to say she's caught the flu, she won't be in tomorrow."

"Really?" I could here the sarcasm in his voice, but ignored it. He obviously found this 'convenient' for me too suddenly be sick.

"Yes, she will hopefully be well on Monday."

"Ok, Mrs, I shall pass on the message."

"Have a good day." I ended.

"Goodbye." He hung up the phone, and I clicked the button and sighed my relief.

Thank the lord!

Well. Like I said, it wasn't as bad as I thought.

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Sunday 4/2/15

Spent day being depressed about tomorrow.

Nothing to say.

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11:42

God im nervous. I hope they won't hurt me.

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Hello! I'm still hurting from the extreme disco-dancing I did. Teehee, that could be a tongue-twister! Danni did devious disco-dancing! Teeheehehehehe.

Anyway, past that. I hope you liked it! Thanks again for your reviews! I love you all! (even the evil ones, because that's just the kinda crazy loving person I am, teehee).

Okies, ta-ta!

Love, to-love-is-to-lie

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