Hehe… hey guys. Uh, I know you've been submitting reviews to me and stuff and I haven't replied—I can't figure out how to see them. Lol, so it's not me ignoring you guys, it's me being a retard. If anybody could help me…? I will now be able to see them NOW cuz I made it so I get them in an email, but I can't see the others so if somebody could tell me how in a review… XD

Silly Kitty-chan.

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SASUKE'S POV:

Sasuke knelt by the stream, pulling shards of glass out of his face. He placed them next to him, blood running down his face and hands shaking. There were so many of them and they were so small—Sasuke preferred one large yank and it would be over. This was taking forever—and he had no medical help. No way would he be going to a hospital.

He knew Tora had been standing there for a while, a cup of tea in hand. He had been expecting her to say something but no words ever came. Apparently she found humor in this. He didn't actually mind that much, it was just a bit…unexpected.

By now he was getting annoyed that she wasn't saying anything. It was too… not her personality. He turned around and gave her a long stare. She just stared back, her eyes a blue-gray. He sighed and washed the blood and tea of his face.

Finished, he turned back to her. She took a sip and continued staring. Uchiha Sasuke could stare down anybody, but Tora had good practice from the bitches at her school--he guessed as she began to talk:

"Do you drink it straight up?" she asked, holding up her cup of green tea.

"Yes," he said, noticing her tea had changed colors. "What did you do to it?"

"I added orange juice. It tastes like grass otherwise!" she smiled, then stared at his nose. "Your nose is broked."

"I had noticed, thanks." He growled. While walking to the stream, he analyzed the hit and realized that she had hit upward at his nose, because she was smaller than him and reached up. She could've killed him if she hit harder… or if he was weaker.

"I don't believe in going to the hospital."

"Good."

"Well what are we gonna do?" she asked, walking over to him.

"Nothing." He stopped her hand in midair. "Don't touch me."

"Aww, I just wanted to touch it!" she whined. Sasuke shook his head and went back to her head. She didn't seem to appreciate this. "AHHHHHHHHH!!! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!!! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD!!" she clutched her nose with both hands, throwing the cup into the tree, tea and all, and dancing around wildly.

Sasuke waited one moment and then got out. "I can't stay out for long, you know."

"How can you deal with that pain!?" she squeaked.

"I take it you've never broken a bone before…" he sighed. "Can I go back into your head now?"

"NO! Let's go fix your nose!" Tora attempted to grab his hand but was shot down when Sasuke slammed he arm down, breaking it clean in half. She stared at him for about two seconds before her eyes widened and she yelped and screamed. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR AHHHHHHHH!!!!" she dropped and began rolling around on the ground.

"Uhh, oops…" he rubbed the back of his neck, feeling a bit bad. "I didn't mean that…"

"Wow that was really out of character for you Sasuke…" she grunted, cradling her arm." He growled and held his hand over her arm as a threat. "Meep!" she whimpered and crouched down, bending over her arm. "Don't hurt me..."

Sasuke woke up on the floor, with a body on top of him. "Unhh…GAH! Tora…what are you doing now…?"

"I woke up and glomped you!" And when he asked her why, she told him she'd just realized she was in a fangirl's heaven.

"What about your arm? You're crushing my nose…" he sighed when she held up her arm which was covered in a ton of layers of duct tape and had a homemade sling out of an ace bandage holding it up.

"My friends are coming over today. Do something about your nose and get into my head."

At this, he swore and told her she wasn't doing anything about his nose. She gave him a pleading look but he shook his head. She whined but did nothing about it, only went into her garage.

She stood at the sink and pulled her hair back, not even changing out of the boxers and tight, lacy tank top she slept in. She then put on a bit of makeup and turned to Sasuke. "You don't have to stare at me all day." He shrugged and smoothed out his clothes, which he slept in, and then started to work on his hair. Tora went off somewhere so he continued to work on the project, but she appeared at his side a moment later with a brush and a comb. He took the comb and worked at his hair until he decided it was good enough. There was a knock on the garage door and Sasuke went into Tora's head immediately. She was shocked and fell over right as some kids marched into the room.

TORA'S POV:

Kyoko laughed, Haru helped her up, and Lieko stared.

"Where's Ren?" she mewled, looking around. (A/N: What Sasuke sez while he's in Tora's head will be in italics now.)

Behind you.

Tora turned around and faced him. "HOW YOU DO THAT!?" she squeaked.

He blinked, hesitated a moment, then grabbed her arm and asked, "What the hell is that?"

She yelped and he withdrew. "It's broke."

He stared at her, while Haru and Leiko gasped. Kyoko whined. Haru came up behind her and hugged her, avoiding the arm.

LEIKO'S POV: (A/N: I don't like Leiko.)

No offense, but somebody breaking her arm isn't such a big deal. Unless it was Leiko herself, since casts are ugly. Not as ugly as this homemade one though. Well, it looked cute—but only on Kyoko or Tora, just because they're like that. Anyway, this was really boring. Haru had fixed her guitar, so they'd come to practice. So they should start practicing. This was BORING. BOOOORING.

…BORING.

She held up Akira, and called to Tora, who then squee'd in delight and ran over and took it.

SASUKE'S POV: (A/N: lol I was thinking about what to write and I almost wrote SASUKE'S NOSE… Don't you guys just love these random little comments from me?)

These kids are so weird.

'Shut up, Sasuke. They're cool!' (A/N: Tora's thoughts shall be ''d!)

Sasuke's broken nose had been going through waves of pain, just then he got one and let out a small grunt.

'Ow…'

Tora ran over to Leiko who held out a shiny blue guitar. "Akira!"

Another flash of pain. Another grunt. 'Ow!'

It's worse for me, Tora.

'Shut up, Sasuke, you should be used to it!'

Do you hear me complaining?

'You just did.'

That wasn't me complaining, it was my way telling you to shut the hell up!

'Gee, your way of telling me to shut up sure sounds a lot like complaining…'

(A/N: As Sasuke and Tora argue, let's go to…)

HARU'S POV:

…she dropped it.

Leiko handed the guitar to Tora. It looked like she had it—she probably did—but then at the last second she dropped Akira. It hit Tora's foot.

"OW MY NOSE!!!!!" Tora screamed.

Poor Tora… and poor Akira. He'd worked so hard on Akira, but it was okay, he could do it again. And Tora's…wait…nose?

Leiko picked up Akira and stared at her. She'd noticed too.

"Uh… Tora," Ren muttered, staring at her. "Is your nose okay?"

"Yeah, sorry, I totally meant my foot. That's okay too."

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Sorry about the sudden and/or random changes! These chapters seem so short to me…