::::: If Tobi were to get a tooth decay ::::: Season 2::::: Chapter 7:::::

Laughing evilly, once 'IT' was near, I punched it square in the face, and then realized what 'IT' was.

"TOBI!" I exclaimed, running after him as he was sent back from my punch in the face.

Hitting a soft pink pillow thingo, he bounced back down and landed on his face...again.

"Tobi!" I dragged him over to the sushi man, "SUSHI MAN! HELP HIM!"

He gasped, "HE WANTS SUSHI?"

I nodded, "Yes, he wants sushi!"

"VERY WELL!" Sushi man randomly took out a huge restaurant from his bag, and started to make some sushi.

I watched in awe as this happened, then once he was finished, he handed it to me.

"THERE YOU GO! SUSHI, FRESHLY MADE!" The sushi man wiped his forehead.

I beamed, "THANK YOU, SUSHI MAN, YOU'RE A LIFE SAVER!"

"Oh, am I?" Sushi man grinned then walked off.

I made Tobi go into a sitting position, then I took off his mask, only to find many bandages covering his face, only leaving his mouth uncovered.

"Eh?" I stuffed the sushi into Tobi's mouth, and he started to eat it.

"I thought you were dead." I muttered, stuffing more into his mouth.

He chewed more, and once he was finished, my mouth fell open.

I JUST noticed what was in the sushi.

Sweet candy like things.

CANDY!

Tobi + CANDY = WORLD DESTRUCTION!

"*!*" I screamed, slapping myself.

"NOOO! THE WORLD'S GOING TO GO INTO RUINS! WHAT ABOUT MY ART, UN!" Deidara randomly popped out from the pink thing, and ran over to me, starting to pretend weep; then he stopped, "Geez, un. Tobi, you can't kill me this time. Kill Itachi or something, un. I'm not worthy enough like him to die, yeah!"

"Hah?" Turning around to look at Deidara, I raised an eyebrow.

"Tobi~! Tobi~is~Tobi~!" Tobi sang sweetly.

Whipping our heads around to see Tobi with his mask back on, we saw that the colour of the mask was black.

I whispered to Deidara, "I thought it was supposed to be pink?"

He whispered back, "No, it's not, un. I thought it was supposed to be pink, un!"

POW!

I hit him on the head, "THAT'S WHAT I JUST SAID!"

"I'm sorry, un!" Deidara apologized.

"NATSUMI-CHAN~!" Tobi screamed, glomping onto me.

For some time, he kept screaming my name in my ear.

Getting agitated at the sudden randomness, I push him off and hit him on the head just like I did with Deidara, "I KNOW MY *PICKLING* NAME, GODDAMMIT!" (I'm sorry to those who believe in God)

Tobi held his head in pain, then looked up with a sad face, "NATSUMI-CHAN~! NATSUMI-CHAN HATES TOBI?" Tobi exclaimed.

"HELL YEAH! OF COURSE I HATE YOU! YOU'RE SO DAMN ANNOYING IT MAKES ME WANNA THROW YOU INTO A CAULDRON, THEN BURN YOU ALIVE AND EAT YOU LIKE IN THE FICTION TALE! Now that I think about it, wasn't that fiction tale called Hansel and Gretel? I don't remember." I thought for a bit after my little outburst, unaware of the fact that someone was balling their eyes out.

After deciding that it was Hansel and Gretel, I look back to Tobi, seeing him not there, "Huh?"

"GET THE HELL OFF OF ME, UN!" Deidara screamed.

"BUT DEIDARA-CHAN LOOKS SO CUTE~!" Tobi cooed.

"Ok, ok, I'm outta here. Sorry, Deidara. I'm ditching you." I waved at them before trying to find a way out.

Nope.

No way out.

Just random pink stuff floating around trying to find the place to go.

"WHAT THE *PICKLING* HELL IS *PICKLING* HAPPENING HERE?" I heard a familiar shout.

Oh, curses.

It's Mr. To-Be-A-Jashinist-You-Must-Rape-A-Woman.

"Hidan, you *pickling* *pickle-head*..." I muttered, running over to Hidan's voice.

Turns out he was buried under all this pink stuff.

I looked around for him, until I head a few colourful words from under me.

"GET THE *PICKLING* HELL OFF MY HEAD, YOU *PICKLING* *PICKLE!*" Hidan screamed.

Looking down, I raised an eyebrow, "Why should I? You're the one stuck down there. I have the upper hand. I shall do whatever I want with your head, like for example, play golf on it or something."

"NO *PICKLING* WAY WILL YOU BE *PICKLING* DOING THAT ON MY *PICKLING* HEAD!" Hidan yelled.

I sighed, "You're loud. Let's make you shut up for a while."

Taking my foot off of his head, he gave a grunt.

Instead of just walking away, I kicked him in the face, which sent blood to spill from his nose from the cause of the pressure being applied from my foot, "There. Drink your own blood and start to do your Jashin thingo."

"Mmfffggg!" He growled.

I grinned and walked off, until I heard a chuckle from above.

Looking up, I raised an eyebrow, "How did you get up there, Sasori?"
"Because I'm awesome." He answered.

I looked at the door, and found that Itachi had just strode in, not a hair out of place.

"Oh. So Mr. Perfect is here as well." I pouted, crossing my arms.

"Mr. Perfect?" A voice said behind me.

Oh, *pickle*...he just had to listen in on what I was saying.

Laughing nervously, I look behind myself, "Oh, hello...uh...Itachi. What's up?"

"OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! THE AWESOME KISAME IS HERE!" Fish man shouted.

Grinning instantly, I ignored Itachi and looked around for the sushi man.

"So...what's up?" I asked Kisame; he was walking up to Mr. Perfect and I.

"I don't know. What about you?" Kisame asked, grinning, which showed his sharp shark like teeth.

I pouted, lying, "Itachi's being mean to me."

He raised his eyebrow, "Mean?"

He looked over at Itachi, his face screwing up, "HOW COULD YOU? SHE'S ALREADY HEART BROKEN BECAUSE DEIDARA REJECTED HER!"

"WHAT?" I screamed, kicking him where the sun don't shine.

"OW!" He screamed in pain, hitting the ground, in complete pain...

Looking down at Kisame, I kick him again, "Don't make up stupid things! I'd rather eat Deidara than...than be in love with him! He looks too much like a *pickling* girl!"

"WHAT?" I heard a shout from far away.

"UH...NOTHING, DEIDARA!" I shouted back, then continued to kick Kisame, "Understand?"

He nodded, still in pain, "Yes miss..."

Suddenly the whole room went black...and the ground rumbled with such force it made me fall over onto Itachi.

Thankfully he caught me before I hit him and tumble over.

"Thanks," I muttered, "So you really are Mr. Perfect."

"Pardon?" He asked, his emotionless face still on.

"Uh...nothing?"

"Hn."

The ground opened in a circle sort of shape, a rocket coming out from the centre.

"Um...is this power rangers or something?" I asked.

Author's Note: I don't think Power Rangers have rockets...