K-kun: -sobbing-

Iruka: What's wrong now?

K-kun: No Internet…NO INTERNET!

Iruka: Oh... for someone like you, that IS a problem.

K-kun: -sniff- Uh-huh...

Iruka: And you expect ME to start this... right?

K-kun: Uh -huh

Iruka: Damn. Disclaimer: K does not own the ninja loveliness that is 'Naruto', nor does she own anything else mentioned, especially half that Kakashi and almost ALL of that Gaara merchandise mentioned last chapter. -K cries dramatically and goes to her closet to find her Emo clothes- -sigh- Just like Kakashi. Especially because she only wanted to go on the Internet for smut on AFF. -K hears that and runs back into her closet for even MORE emo clothes-...fuck. She also says she didn't mean to go into the Yaoi so soon.

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Kakashi looked surprised. "Why would you think something like that?"

Cat grin from me. "I dunno? Maybe the way your acting?"

This went on for about twenty minutes, and i'm not exagerrating. We eventually made a deal; I wouldn't tell Iruka about Kakashi's feelings and Kakashi wouldn't tell him what's on my computer, or my Youtube video Sasuke found (I'm automatically signed on) of when I cosplayed as Kakashi at the con last year, let's just say Kaka/Sasu and Kaka/Iru (I did mange to find ONE Iruka), and a lot of it, all PG-13 thank you, he also agreed not to tell my mom either.

We were heading back into the living room (with Kakashi on my shoulder) when the phone rang.

"Oh! That's probably my cousin calling for me to pick up my sister." I recieved looks. "What?" I asked, because they weren't good looks, more liked worried.

Sasuke spoke up. "When were you going to tell us about your sister?"

Sakura spoke up, worried. "And how old is she?"

I answered both. "I forgot to tell you and she's eleven...And oh shit." I paled. The brat LOVED to play with dolls, and mispronounce anime names to piss me off, and she enjoys mispronouncing Naruto's.

Kakashi poked my head. He was still there. "Should we be worried?" He asked, bored, damn him for not worrying.

Iruka decided to give a solution, and guess the answer. "Should we go hide?" He was already scooping up Naruto and putting him on his shoulder.

"Not yet, let's see what she's planning on doing." I told him. And left to get the phone once I heard an 'alright' from his direction, I almost forgot about Kakashi on my shoulder.

"Could you go slower?" He asked, not frazzled sounding but he looked kind of dizzy.

I jumped in surprise. "Oh! Sorry. I'm at the phone anyway. Now stay quiet, don't want to get her suspicious."

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We came back into the living a few minutes later, both relieved, me because my little sister was staying over at my cousins for the night and Kakashi, who had listened on my shoulder, because he wouldn't be played with like a doll. (That's why we took an extra 3 minutes, so I could tell him WHY I didn't want her to see them.)

When we got back in there the first thing I noticed was that Iruka and Naruto were gone, grand. I was about to ask Sasuke but then I realized that was pointless because Youtube distracted him, again. I decided to ask Sakura instead, who was having an 'appreciate hotness that is Sasuke' hour.

"Sakura. Where did Iruka and Naruto go?" I asked.

She snapped out of her moment. "Huh? Oh! They went upstairs, to look for clothes for Iruka-sensei."

I had a feeling they were in my room doing that, guess Naruto figured I just abandoned all of my girl clothes, which I had, but my clothes would never fit Iruka, mainly because his head reaches my shoulder now, making him at the 5"9-5"7 range, height still confuses me, all I ever need to know is my height. 5"11, and I don't care if I said that before, I like gloating about it.

-cough-Anyway, as I went to my room I heard Naruto and Iruka's voice. Iruka was angry.

"NARUTO! Put that back right now!"

"But Iruka-sensei! You need clothes! And Cassie won't mind!"

"And what makes you think that?"

"Because she hMMPH!" I hurried in there and put my hand over Naruto's mouth as fast as I could. I seriously didn't want to die by someone younger than me that day.

"What makes him think you won't mind?" Iruka asked suspiciously.

"Because I like to share! And you do need the clothes." He seemed to buy it and went through my clothes, nervously, probably thought I owned the evil that is skirts and dresses, ew.

Naruto was struggling in my hands but with a quick glare he stopped, he knew he was in for it later.

"Cassie-san---" I stopped him. "Please, just call me Cassie." Iruka relaxed a little. "Cassie, you don't own any skirts or things do you?" He was getting a blush.

Miracle I hadn't zoned out by just thinking about HIM in a skirt and the things he and Kakashi could do. I chose to look shocked. "NO! Never! I HATE those things! They're ugly!" On me anyway, not on him in the fanart I've seen, and bribed people to make for me.

He fully relaxed at that. "Oh thank god! So, do you have anything that isn't black? Or dark red?" He asked. Hm, I need to increase my colors.

I dug through my shirt half of the closet until I came out with a brown men's shirt with a Kimono clad skeleton woman releasing birds, then I dug through my pants half of the closet until I came out with some girl pants, hey, they're still popular for both gender. And finally I pulled out a pair of Vans with skulls on them.

"That should work for today, we can go shopping once I get paid tomorrow." I forgot to mention I had a job, I conveniently called in sick for that day; it was during that 30-minute time frame I chose to skip. After Iruka put on the borrowed clothes, I looked at my clock to see what the time was; it read 4:30 so I decided to make dinner.

"What do you guys want to eat? Something normal or an, ah, 'experiment' of mine?" I said with an evil smirk.

Everyone but Kakashi and Sasuke paled. I laughed a little. "Did I say experiment? I meant-----" Iruka interrupted me, "I'll make dinner." He said and headed to the kitchen.

I felt a little bad about that, but, being I, I got over and just chocked it up to Equivalent Exchange (along with a photo opportunity), I should have never been allowed to watch FMA. I was about to sit down by Sakura and ask her to help me on how to punish her Ecchi sensei when we heard another scream, make that two, since Sasuke AND Naruto discovered a Naruto Yaoi AMV, made by a friend I met on Gaiaonline.

"I'M DOING THAT WITH SASUKE –TEME!?"

"I'M STRAIGHT DAMMMIT! STRAIGHT!"

It is not to be said I was going to hate having them around, what I thought at first anyway, still, that's for later, not now.

After watching that little escapade and finally getting to explain to Sakura about the wonders of 'Naruto Yaoi' without the use of Kazahaya (The name of my laptop), Iruka, after finding the dining room, called us in for dinner, at 5:45, and with a quick 'Itadakimasu' (I got attacked by Grammar-policeman Iruka for misprouncing) We began eating, and I get yelled for my eating habits, Naruto clearly outdoes me there, he also got smacked by Iruka for it, not hard, he is still a chibi. Damn

"Naruto! Use manners!"

"But what about Cassie?"

"Cassie----how the hell? Is your jaw dislocated?" I forgot about that, it just happened one day really, after another one of my mild hypochondria bouts when I found out what lockjaw was, when I was 13.

"Hm? Oh yeah. Been like that since I was thirteen. It doesn't really cause me problems, except for the occasional Jaw lock once in a while, but other than that and the popping, it's fine." He looked at me with a look that made me feel I should lay down some rules later, namely no kidnapping and taking me to a dentist to suggest surgery, and all this under one hour.

After the looks of amazement from Naruto and the shocked and disgusted/wondrous looks from Sakura, Kakashi and Sasuke we continued to eat, but something felt off, like I had forgotten----

"Oh shit."

The four chibi looked at me curiously.

"I just realized, I forgot about my mom." I paled slightly.

"But can't you just tell her we're stuffed toys or something?" Sakura asked.

"I can, but that's not what I'm worried about, it's him I'm worried about." All eyes were on Iruka, who apparently gets ADD when food is placed in front him, as he just then looked up when he noticed we were looking at him worried. Kind of reminds me of myself, I'll do that too, my best friend of 5 years can vouch for me there.

He finally looked up, after proving that I wasn't the only one with bad table manners. "What?" It amazes me that, even though he isn't a chibi, that look is still adorable, and comes in handy.

There was no time to explain the problem though as a car door was heard shutting. I gulped "That." And pointed to the door, where my mom chose that second to come in.

"K! Did your sister stay over at Adam's again?" We heard in the dining room. We also snapped out of the reverie once they heard 'K', I just shook my head and mouthed 'later' to them and got up to distract my mom long enough for the chibis to hide Iruka, who had went back to trying to finish eating seconds.

"Yeah mom. She wanted to know if she could spend the night." I glanced over at the dining room, as much as I could see anyway, and they were having a hell of a time to get Iruka up and away without causing as much noise as possible.

"I'm going over there anyway, want to come? We can get your hair cut."

My Inner-self died of conflict at this; stay and get the 'guests' comfortable enough to explain to mom or get that hair cut (more like no long hair at all) and bleach. The mooch—guests won.

"No, I can get it cut another day." I told her, in all honesty I could, we live right down the street from him.

"Oh, okay. I'm just gonna change my clothes and go over there. Are you sure Cassie? You usually bug me to go over there, are you okay?" Why is it whenever I do something out of the ordinary people think I'm sick?

"I'm fine mom, I just have to clean my room. I'll come over later." She seemed to buy it. "Okay." Then the phone rang, I curse the fact we got a house phone, we both have cell phones, so it's kind of pointless, and why the hell did we put it in the dining room!?

Mom started heading in the direction of the dining room. I panicked. "Mom! You don't wanna go in there!" I told her frantically.

"What did you do?" She asked suspiciously. "It wasn't another one of your cooking 'experiments' was it? We agreed you could only make omelets, scrambled eggs, soups and ramen nothing else." I'm a terrible cook, and once in awhile I'll get it in my head I can actually make edible food, it usually fails and ends up looking like something the Kyuubi spit up.

She gave me a good cover story though, until the loud string of cusswords was heard.

"Cassie?" I gulped.

"Who do you have over that you don't want me to know about?" If it's not death by chibi-jounin or teenage-chuunin, it's definitely death by mother who just got off work.

"Um, a friend from a class! He's a foreign exchange student, no lick of English." And I've gone Southern, you know I'm nervous then.

"Then why did he cuss in English?"

"Well you see---"

"Nani?" Iruka stuck his head from out of the dining room. "Cassie? What's going on? And is that---oh shit" I glared. "Yeah. Your dead later." I turned to my mom about to explain but then I noticed the look she had; confusion and curiosity.

"Cassie, isn't he one of those anime-things you watch? And isn't he the----" "Yeah! I'll explain later! You can go visit Adam and the kids and when you get back I'll tell you!" I nervously interrupted what she was saying, that was close.

"Fine fine. Damn I'm going." And she left to walk a few houses down the street to my cousins.

After I shut the door I slid bonelessly to the floor, literally, I slid right on to it, face first. "Oh my god! How am I gonna explain!" I automatically got back up and yelled outloud to myself, forgetting Iruka was there. I proceeded to freak out and develop a heavy Southern accent for ten minutes until Iruka apparently decided he had enough and slapped me, hard, in the face.

"WHAT THE HELL!? What was that for!" I knew what it was for; I just chose to ignore it.

"Because you wouldn't shut up. Now, she looks like she would understand, your mom looks sensible enough, just not after work." Wow, only a few minutes and he's good. "Naruto!" Nruto automatically came bounding into the room. "Hai Iruka-sensei?" He asked. "I need you and the three to clean up the mess in the dining room, I have to help Cassie think of a good explanation for us being here, since her om recognizes my face, we couldn't get away with anything else." My thoughts exactly, to bad I couldn't voice them, I was already thinking. Naruto hurried back into the dining room (as fast as a chibi could go anyway, ninja or not) to tell the others what to do, that part made him happy, while Iruka and I thought about what to tell my mom.

Probably not as bad as when I have to tell Iruka about the yaoi.

K-kun: I'm ending it here.

Iruka: Why? I thought you were finishing the first meeting with us here.

K-kun: I was, but I'm too tired to.

Iruka: Your just lazy.

K-kun: No 'm not! –said tiredly-

Iruka: Look at you; you're practically asleep right now.

K-kun:…..'m not…..

Iruka: Yes you are.

K-kun: Says the guy who sleeps at eight thirty.

Iruka:…bitch….

K-kun: I know, read and review.