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Miyako's POV:

I think the internet is addictive. I, Emi, and even Temari had laptops out, surfing the web. Temari was instant messaging random people, Emi was being all pervy and reading yaoi, and I was checking my e-mail. Which were a few spam mails, some um…odd e-mails from Emi, and some pathetic ones from Sasuke. I felt a pain in my chest. Sasuke. The guy who left me to chase after some guy with a really long tongue.

Emi looked up, confused, as I tried to control my laughter. She opened her mouth to say something but apparently her page finished loading and she was lost to the world. Which is why she didn't hear Kankuro come up behind her, didn't feel him reading over her shoulder.

"What's Kaulitzcest?" he asked then continued reading. Seconds later his face turned red, his nose started bleeding, and he fell to the floor screaming. Emi barely glanced at him then continued her reading. Temari said something unintelligible.

"Spaz!" said a voice behind me. I turned around to see Gaara, who had apparently heard the screaming. His hair was dripping and…OMD he didn't have a shirt on!

Blushing I turned back to my e-mails. Emi looked up (finally!) and saw my beet colored face. She shifted her eyes to Gaara. I'm surprised they didn't pop out of her skull! I mean she looked…shocked. I guess she didn't expect him to be muscular. My blush deepened as I remembered.

"Gaara?" By now Temari had looked up. "Why don't you have a shirt on?" she seemed to be holding back a laugh.

"All of my shirts are missing." he said in his monotone, hardly showing his annoyance. His eyes moved over all of us, stopping on Kankuro. Said boy had regained his senses enough to try and crawl away. "Has anyone seen them" Gaara asked, walking toward his brother. Kankuro crawled faster trying to get away. Too bad Gaara was faster. He caught Kankuro under his foot and started applying pressure. "Kankuro? Where are my shirts?" he asked, more emotion slipping into his voice.

"Well…if he won't talk," I said after ten minutes of this, "we could always take his shirts…" Emi started clapping. Gaara gave a thoughtful look, which I saw from the corner of my eye. To say that I was having trouble concentrating would be an understatement.

Gaara turned his attention back on Kankuro, who was…scared to death! Slowly Gaara moved his foot back and…rushed up the stairs to Kankuro's room. "No!!" Kankuro screamed, over and over again. Emi, who had climbed on top of him to hold him down, started to laugh creepily.

"It sounds like he's being raped." Gaara was standing beside us now, one of his nonexistent eyebrows twitching. I started laughing uncontrollably. My laughter increased when I noticed the matches and lighter fluid. "Now then, where are my shirts?"

"I don't know!" Kankuro insisted. Gaara moved the lighter fluid closer to the clothes. "Okay, okay! Their in the freezer!" he shrieked. Gaara moved the lighter fluid way and walked of to the kitchen. "Damn." Kankuro said. "I hate when he's off his meds."

"Meds?" questioned Emi from her place atop Kankuro.

"Yeah he's ADD."

"Oh. Miya…"

"Yeah Hun?"

"…did you know about this?" I smiled and returned to my e-mails, blocking out her wails of 'Miya-chan'. I clicked on the most resent e-mail (only like, five minutes ago!) without reading who the sender was.

Suddenly the screen was filled with a picture of Sasuke loaning on a bed without a shirt on. My breath caught in my chest. (Well he is hot!)

"'But he left you!'" said Tanya.

"You never liked him to begin with plus, WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!" I mentally screamed at her, knowing she was right.

"'Around, here and there…'" she said calmly ignoring my tone.

"Weirdo…" I thought to myself while deleting the e-mail, and all of the others from him as well.

Looking around I found that Kankuro was questioning Emi on her website choices and Temari was typing rapidly. Gaara was back, with a stiff looking shirt on. Kankuro looked at him and laughed saying something about being cold. Emi shot him a warning glance then gestured to the lighter still in Gaara's hand.

"Hell yes!" Temari shouted suddenly. "Guess what!" she said (sort of) to Emi and Kankuro.

"Hardcore cyber sex?" joked Emi. Kankuro laughed and hugged her closer.

Temari wasn't shaken by the statement. "Nope! We've got our first A-class mission together!" By now she was jumping up and down.

"No way! When?" asked the pair on the floor in unison.

"In the morning!" she looked over at me sadly. "We'll be gone for six days…" I shrugged, I mean it's not like I care if their gone. (Well except for Emi.)

"'Hmm…you'll be home alone…with Gaara.'" Tanya said and pulled a picture from my memory, one of Gaara shirtless. I could feel my face heat up and Emi, who must have been thinking along the same lines as Tanya, smirked at me. I narrowed my eyes and mouthed shut up while mentally scolding Tanya.

I stopped focusing on them and instead fixated on my laptop. It was a lime green Dell, high powered and completely personalized. Sasuke had given it to me…right before he left. Tanya was smart enough to not disturb my thoughts this time. I get…emotional about my emo ex. But anyways…back to the laptop. It was sleek, medium sized, with every Microsoft program available and extra storage space. Not to mention a ton of games.

Temari was rushing around, while trying to explain the mission to Emi and Kankuro. Clearly not comprehending a word of it they smiled and nodded. Emi and Kankuro were huddled up beside the couch. He was holding her close and whispering in her ear. She had herself as close as possible to him while still being able to read her yaoi. Every now and then she'd laugh, though whether it was due to what he was saying or what she was reading was unclear. They were so close, so perfect together…it made me sick!

"'Jealous?'" Tanya mocked.

"Of them? Hell no." She laughed.

"'I see a green eyed monster in you child.'"

"So its child now is it!?! What happened to sister?" Tanya often told me how much like a sister I was to her, but sometimes she acted like my mom.

"'A necessary thing…'" She knew I needed a mother more than even. Plus there was no way I could kill her…like I did my real mom. "'Calm yourself, young one. You need to stop living in the past. After all, those cretins who forced our hand got what they deserved!'"

So into this conversation, was I, that I didn't hear the *PING* of my computer. "What was that?" Temari asked, a bag and gear in her hands.

"Huh? Oh it's…" I looked down, realizing I had a video chat request. "Just some junk-mail." I said distracted. The request was from Vengeful_brother_is_emo. "Oh shit! Sasuke!" "And my battery is dying. I made myself walk calmly up the stairs. I turned left to my room quickly, hurrying to place the laptop on my desk. I fixed my hair then clicked accept.

"What?!" I forced my voice to sound exasperated and annoyed. The face on the screen showed no sign of noticing my tone.

"Mi-chan? Where are you?!" he sounded concerned…on the surface, below that was annoyance. He was bothered that I hadn't told him I'd left? What the fuck?!

Finally the background made itself clear. "Why the hell are you at my house?" I asked out raged.

"I…" He started but then he seemed to really look at me. His pupils enlarged and his lips parted before he swallowed the smirked. I looked down realizing that I hadn't bothered to change out of the low cut black tank to and short shorts I'd slept in. I could feel the blood rush to my face. Not just because he could see all of my cleavage but also because I'd been in those clothes all day. Everyone had seen my cleavage! He opened his mouth, interrupting my mental babble, but then my bedroom door opened.

"Temari said she needed you." said Gaara, his eyes focused on me and not the computer.

"Who is-" I ended the video chat then closed the laptop.

"What for?" I asked following him downstairs, all previous thoughts gone.

"I don't know" he shrugged. "Something about pizza and a shower…" he shrugged again, a smirk forming on his lips. "I think this is the most I've ever heard him speak…he doesn't act all condescending like Sasuke does when you ask him a question." I thought to myself as we walked into the living room. Just as he'd said, Temari was running around talking about pizza and oddly enough showers.

The night was chaotic. Temari, Emi, and Kankuro were rushing around getting ready, all of the full of excitement. We ordered pizza (Damn Temari!) and Gaara and I tried to stay out of their way.

Emi went to sleep fast. I watched the full-moon, ignoring the pings of my laptop and the ring of my phone. Strangely I knew that tomorrow would be a Slipknot kind of day.