(A/N: and I had a completely different thing for this, then I saw this picture. And, yeah.
Disclaimer: I don't own this song nor Naruto.
I want your horror,
I want your design,
'Cause you're a criminal.
As long as your mine,
I want your love.
Bad Romance by Lady Gaga
They were rebels.
They stole, they fought. They killed.
Why?
Because they were rebels.
"Naruto," Hinata said one day, in the lunchroom. She was checking her nails, done a slick black.
"Yes, Hinata?" he answered, stroking one of the legs that was placed atop his lap.
"I think Sakura has been hitting on you," she said distastefully, frowning.
Naruto smirked, eyeing the pinkette across the room (no one dared sit by them), talking to her boyfriend, that pretty boy Sasuke.
"Well, I think we should do something about that," he said slowly, dangerously. "Don't you?"
Hinata smiled, wickedly. "Oh, I do. I do."
The next morning, Sakura Haruno was admitted into the hospital of a gunshot wound. The only people who noticed Hinata walk into her room dare not speak of it.
Sakura was found dead that night.
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"You're the ones that killed her!"
They smirked. Somebody dared question them? How funny.
"Yes, we did," Hinata said. "And just what are you going to do about it?"
"Tell the authorities!" Ino answered.
Hinata and Naruto smiled and chuckling, sharing a look. Just like her friend. So naïve, so fearless.
"If you do that," Naruto started.
"You just may follow your little friend," Hinata ended, with a malicious smile.
Ino gaped, backing away. "Y—You're monsters!"
"We know."
That was the life of a Yankee.
(A/N: and, uh, yeah. how'd that work out?
Next: whatever I feel like.
After: who knows?
sooo…I could take requests?
I also have a SasuNaru oneshot collection up…and a shikatema..and my D2D2D…I have a new style. –heart–
And I have a new name. Yay.
xoxo,
Caught in Wonderland.)