Disclaimer: I give up. I have tried long and hard to find different disclaimers, but I give up. I don't own Naruto. That's the best I can do...
Hidan: Thank Jashin. We don't need your stupid-ass disclaimers to put people off!
Sasori: Why are you complaining? If everybody is put off by the story, and stop reading it, she won't get any reviews, and she'll stop writing.
Hidan: Never thought of that...
Sasori: You never thought at all. You never do.
On with the story!
So, we headed off in what we hoped was the direction of Sasori's room. Since Sasori was Diedara's room, we were heading off there, and if it wasn't there, we'd ask Diedara (many of the Akatsuki still wanted to kill us, seeing us as a burden) if he knew where Sasori's room was. Well, we were sure he DID know, but it was a case of whether or not he'd tell us.
Something Frankie reminded me often when telling me that we needed to 'polite, subtle, and discreet'. Aren't discreet and subtle the same thing?
"Aren't discreet and subtle the same thing?" I tried to whisper.
"Shush!"
"Okay, okay, don't eat me!"
I tried asking her other questions, but she kept shushing me as we crept towards Diedara's room. Wait, why were we creeping?
"Why are we creeping?"
"Shush!"
Silence.
"D'you think we're nearly there?"
"Shush!"
Silence.
"You do know we're late, right?"
"Shush!"
Silence.
And silence it stayed. At least, until I tripped, grabbed a table that happened to be near me, which overbalanced, sending the stolen vase crashing to the floor.
"What's going on here?" Diedara appeared in a pink (pink?) bathrobe and pink (PINK!) slippers.
There was an awkward silence as the other two shuffled their feet. I dunno why they're being so... awkward.
"Hi! We wanted to know where Sasori's bedroom is!" I chirped. Frankie winced. Jacky allowed herself to come out of her emotionless façade (I've heard the word 'façade' once, can't exactly remember what it meant, but it sounds right, and Jacky used it, so it must be intelligent. I think it has something to do with walls...) to roll her eyes exasperatedly.
Trust her to only show negative feelings and hide all positive feelings.
Only Jacky.
Anyway, Diedara stared at me, then Jacky, then Frankie.
"Straight down the corridor, second on the left, go down the stairs, fifth on the right, make sure you knock," he replied, rubbing his eyes wearily, before slouching away.
"Thanks!" I called after him.
"Diedara's stupider than I thought," Frankie said thoughtfully.
"And am I allowed to talk to ask why?" I said irritably. Considering she was the one who kept telling me to 'shush!', I thought it was rather hypocritical. I didn't feel ashamed on the fact that I didn't care she insulted my long lost cousin (whom I were barely related to).
"Shush!"
And here we go again.
"Why the hell do I have to be quiet? I don't see no fucking reason to stop me talking! Is there a mother-fucking law somewhere saying I'm no longer allowed to talk when walking? Is there? No there fuckin-"
And that was when Jacky decided to gag me with a very smelly, very dirty sock. Which, if you don't mind me saying, tastes like it has never been washed. NOT a nice taste, to be honest with you.
I yanked it out of my mouth.
"What the-" I started loudly, but then stopped. Someone was behind me. I could sense them. And when I saw Frankie looking over my shoulder with a horrified look, and Jacky looking slightly shocked (I think it was surprise anyway; it's not easily reading Jacky's expressions).
I tried to turn around and look behind me, but found a kunai being held across my throat.
"Quiet," the totally unfamiliar voice said.
I screamed.
Ha! What do you think of that? Very short, I know, but I rather enjoyed writing it. Did you enjoy reading it? Please tell me; I've only had two reviews, both from Shadow the Ranger. And I don't think she/he's reading.
Been very busy. My school teachers are evil when it comes to homework :'(
ANYWAYZ! This is my first update in ages. I'm going to start the next piece straight away. Hang in there for *calculates with fingers* I dunno, maybe the end of today (Saturday, 8th of September, 2012), maybe tomorrow, mostly likely not Monday, though maybe Tuesday. I think tomorrow.
So, review. Please. I wouldn't be surprised if I finished this and started the sequel by the time you decide you'll review, but do it anyway. Or read my Gaara one-shot that I wrote. Or vote on the polls on my account. Or all three. Or maybe read my Harry Potter fanfics. Or give me an idea for a Lord of the Ring one-shot. Or all five. :D
Me: What are we going to do?
Massive Crowd (four or five people): *look around awkwardly*
Me: You shout 'Review!'. Ok, again. What are we going to do?
Massive Crowd: *silence*
Me: *sigh* I give up. Maybe I should stop writing...
Actually Massive Crowd: REVIEW! *everyone reviews*
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Hey, come on guys! What about the last line? You haven't done that part yet!