OMG look at this! A post... AT LAST! I don't know why it's been taking me so long... I blame school... curse you learning! Why must you make life so difficult?!

Itachi: *removes his sunglasses and changes from swim togs to normal cloaked hawtness* Kisame, she's returned. Holiday is over.

Kisame: DAMMIT! And I was going on that cruise tomorrow... why did she choose to come back today?!

Me: Awww, I missed you lot too... really -_-

So um, yes... pummel me for being away so long... I blame life...

Oh and I blame my friends. The sort of friends who come online and talk to you at 2 in the morning, start talking about Clash of the Titans, and then end up having an hour long conversation that somehow becomes a conversation about kidnapping body builders and forcing them to all wear kilts... *pervy grin* (Kakashi has invaded my mind!! AHHH!)

Kisame: Itachi... I'm scared

Itachi: *nods* just be glad you are not a body builder

So uh... yes!! here's another post, at last!! Enjoy it... I'm hoping it's good. Thanks to you all for reviewing, even though I'm terrible at keeping a post up! And thanks for all your comments! Especially about editing. I realise I suck at editing... Don't deny it, I can have pretty rotten grammer at points, and I read over all your comments and try to improve my work.... SHUT UP AND STOP LAUGHING AT ME FISH FACE!! *chucks shoe at Kisame* I can learn!!!

So anyway, uh... hope you enjoy. BTW I had some people getting concerned i was making Itachi soft at the end of the last chapter... do not worry... there shall be no 'he looked at her, she looked at him.... KISS' thing going on... so terribly sorry... i'm sadistic like that *evil grin*

Keep reviewing! It helps me improve, and tells me if I'm getting off track, adds to my ego, all that jazz... ^_^

"So Kakashi, she has been under your watch for less than half a day and already I find she has had to return to the hospital for treatment." The Hokage turned a stern eye on the silver haired ninja. Both he and I were standing in the Hokage's office, less than 3 hours after the last time I had been standing in here. Didn't take long to be dragged back did it?

Kakashi sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah, seems that way."

We had been called back when the Hokage heard I was admitted for a wound from a kunai buried into my forearm, immediately thinking some sort of attack had been attempted. He seemed quite ready to set off an alert for a dozen ANBU ninja to take this rogue ninja of a boyfriend he thought was responsible. It was quite amusing to see his face when he found out it had been a simple wound I had gained when I trailed behind to training with Kakashi and his team. I had thought at the time it would be cool to try out a weapon, seeing how I was a plain civilian trapped in the Narutoverse with annoyed Akatsuki members after me. Shouldn't a girl in a state like me start trying to be a ninja? Usually in stories involving these situations this would be the point I discover I have awesome chakra, or start training and become an amazing ninja.

Well it had been shown long ago that despite being in a world where physics did not apply to the same rules, physics still managed to foil me and deny me awesome chakra moves. Plus after two minutes with the kunai it was proven I was never going to be a ninja. Although none of this was going to stop me trying to be ninja in the future.

The Hokage heaved a great sigh and then turned his attention back to me. I grinned widely at him, rubbing the bandage that was a few inches down from my wrist. "Don't blame Scarecrow. I'm the one who stole the kunai off Naruto." I tilted my head a little, "That kid needs to work on his awareness skills."

"I am still trying to figure how one throws a kunai away from them self, and yet still manages to end up injuring themselves by it."

"Ah, now that's an easy one to answer. See, when I threw it, the kunai bounced off something metal and came back at me." I clicked my fingers, "It was a shot even trained ninja couldn't make if they were trying!"

The Hokage turned his face back to Kakashi, "You must be more vigilant with this one Kakashi. She seems more prone to injury by her own doing. I suggest you keep the sharper objects away from her."

"You sound so mistrusting of my ninja skills. I'll have you know I have completed four of five steps on How to Be Ninja!"

Both the Hokage and Kakashi raised an eyebrow in questioning, so I elaborated. "I make loud unnecessary sounds when I hit things. I can catch things with my chopsticks. I can teleport place to place," I grinned at that one, "Provided no-one is looking mind you. I can also become anything... even a tree!" I pressed my thumb to my mouth, "The only step I haven't passed is how to perform a fatality, because for some reason they won't let me have a gun that I can hide on my belt, and pull out to shoot with at some random point in the middle of a fight."

"And uh, where did you learn these steps to becoming ninja?" Kakashi queried.

"Youtube!" I grinned. "I learnt the ninja glare off Youtube too!" I performed it just for them, seeing their eyebrows rise even further. "What? Don't be jealous if you can't do it."

"The jealously is already bubbling over inside me," Kakashi said sarcastically. I glared at him using my super evil side glance.

The Hokage leaned forward over his desk again, cutting me off before I could start spouting some sarcastic comment to the masked ninja. "As entertaining as this may be, I do suggest you try to leave the sharper weapons alone. We can protect you from outside threats, but it is much harder to protect you from yourself."

"Okie dokie, smokey!" I gave him a wink and a little military salute. "I promise to try and avoid danger and harm. In fact, I think I'm going to take out a restraining order against them!"

He gave me a much longer stare, "I wish to ask you one more question."

"Ask away."

He had his fingers laced together, propped up in front of his face. He leant forward a little, resting his chin atop them. "You were a little slack with your detail earlier on what exactly Darcy looks like. I had asked Kakashi if he could ask you, but seeing how you are here again it would be most helpful. We do not want to attack innocent strangers after all."

Damn. Should have seen that coming. Actually I did see this coming after I realized they hadn't asked me what 'Darcy' looked like last time. Kakashi was meant to ask me? Pft, probably spy on me was more like it. Though I should have guessed something like that would happen, considering all things.

"Oh well… he is a ninja after all, so he does change his appearance when he needs to." I thought about it for a minute. They weren't all too aware of the Akatsuki at this point, were they? And if I was going to get any protection then the very least I could do was throw them a bone to chew on for a while, as I figured out what I was going to do with myself. "But he's always wearing this great big black cloak with red marks on them. He's part of a gang you see… bunch of outcast ninja I reckon."

"I see. This makes a slightly more credible threat," the Hokage murmured. "I am not pleased to hear about a gang of outcast ninja, especially if they are all Jounin like Darcy. It is good this has been brought to my attention."

I nodded, "Your welcome!" I grinned, "Though I have to say that if you saw Darcy you guys would probably know to take him down anyway. His personality just oozes danger and psycho-ness." And the whole fact he was a wanted ninja in this village as it was.

"Why did you ever go out with him then?" Kakashi looked down at me.

"Uh… he was cute?" I pulled my smile up into a cheesy grin. "Plus I was terrified that he would stick a knife through me if I didn't agree. After all, look what happened when I broke up with him! He kidnapped me and put me through the wars!"

I looked down a little and dropped my voice, "Though I don't really blame him for how he's turned out. He didn't really have a choice in the end I guess." I looked up to see their face, "Don't ask. It's a long story and will make absolutely no difference to anything concerning the current situation… and I can't be bothered to go into it. Sue me for laziness!"

The Hokage chuckled slightly. "The energy of the youth," he said mockingly.

"You only wish you had it." Before he could answer to that I cut in again, "Question. How are my TMNT buddies going? Can I go and see them tonight?"

The answer I received was now a heavy sigh. "I'm afraid the genjutsu used on your friends was stronger than we anticipated. It may take anything from a few hours to a few days for the effects to wear off. We have never seen the likes of it before." He smiled a little, "Do not worry. They have assured me it will pass and they will return to themselves soon enough."

That was good. I was almost missing teasing Whacko alongside Pikatsu and then having Croco yell at us.

The Hokage dismissed up after that. The hour was starting to grow into evening hours, the sky painted over with a deep orange and red glow, occasionally splotched with pink and purple clouds. The colours in the sky extended their touch to the rooftops, setting Konoha aglow and certainly giving justice to the village's location in the Fire Country.

As I stepped back out onto the street I grinned up at Kakashi again, slightly guilty. "Sorry, didn't mean to get you in trouble Scarecrow. I just thought you know… crazy ex after me... might give practicing flinging sharp objects a bit of a go. Never know if it would come in handy."

"Maybe that's your fatal flaw. Thinking."

"That is so mean! And to think I was going to offer to make dinner to apologize for getting us dragged back to the Hokage's office!"

He looked down at me, "You. Cook?" He was mentally assessing whether or not there would be fire and flames. Plus I detected the single note of suspicion. After all, I had managed to slip drugs into the drink of two highly trained Jounin ninja.

"Relax, you can supervise and make sure I don't try to poison you! Come on… I once learnt how to make a killer ramen in Food Class! Metaphorically speaking." I waved my hand and circled my neck a little with a few clicks, "It had all the guys at my feet honey." I'd always wanted to try that on a stranger…

Kakashi shook his head ever so slightly before we made it back to his apartment. I ran straight to the kitchen, "Come on then, where is everything. You do have food right?" I pulled my head out of the cupboard, "Gees guess I was wrong. Still, there's just enough for me to make something!" Ingredients were flying one by one onto the counter, while the silver haired Jounin started utterly dumbfounded at what to do while his own kitchen was attacked by a flying blur of brown hair and giant grinning pearly whites.

After a moment or two he finally stepped in, peering over my shoulder too close for comfort as I mixed things. I admit, had I been a fangirl I would have squealed for joy on the inside. Then again, I was never a fangirl… and I didn't trust my feelings these days. So I just waved a hand back in his face. "You. Tall pervy Scarecrow with the mask. Either help or stop breathing over my shoulder here! Pass me that pack of noodles there would you please?"

He did so, seeming rather amused. "I believe it has been a very long time since I have ever had someone cook me a meal. Though he was passing me ingredients, I could feel his eye on me at all times. I didn't blame him for keeping a close watch, so I didn't mind really. Actually I would prefer it was him, rather than a certain pair of bright red eyes… or the googly eyes of a fish. At least here I knew, unless I suddenly grabbed the kitchen knife and leapt at him, Kakashi would eventually find I wasn't dangerous. At least, not to other people.

Now I had once before made a smashing ramen in Food Class when we had to do something cultural, and yes, it had been incredibly delicious. So I felt confident when I filled a bowl from the pot of ramen and lay it on the counter for Kakashi to see my triumph. "Tadaa!"

Kakashi stared at it. "It looks edible."

"You are a mean Scarecrow. Come on, eat before it freezes over thanks to that cold hearted comment." I filled a second bowl for myself, sitting at the countertop about to dig into my creation when there was a knock on the door. Kakashi was gone for a moment, before he reappeared with Naruto, who had a big grin that was mixed with relief.

"Hi Krissy! I uh, just wanted to check and make sure you were okay. They said you were staying with Kakashi-sensei."

I grinned back at him. He looked so guilty when he saw the bandage of my arm. "Oh I'm fine, don't you worry my little ninja ball of orange juice!" I shoved my so far untouched bowl at him, "Here, have some ramen. No hard feelings okay?"

Naruto didn't look like he could even begin to resist the aroma of the cooked noodles and meat that swam so happily within the sauce. I went and got myself another bowl, as he took a huge slurp of it.

I didn't know ninja had super spitting powers. Maybe it was just him. The ramen easily made it across onto the wall on the opposite side of the room, which was a good fifteen or so feet away. Before I could even begin to contemplate whacking him upside the head he had pushed the bowl away. "Ugh,I thought you had forgiven me! Kakashi-sensei she tried to poison me!"

"I spent time on that!" I pouted, throwing him the nastiest evil eyes that had before only been used on animals in big black coats. "And I know how to cook ramen! I don't remember anyone in my cooking class ever practicing for the Spit-lympics with it before." I glared at him, muttering curses upon the orange ninja blob before taking a bite of my own creation.

I don't what could be worse. The ramen or the fact that I had just totally walked into the shame that came from boasting without the ability to backup what I claimed. The taste felt like a million years of rotten food dancing on my pallet at once. I put the bowl down. "Okay, I take it back! BLEK! Yuck, yuck. This is worse than yucked up fish water by Gills!"

Kakashi leant down to sniff his and then walked into the kitchen while I abused his scrubbing brush and attempted to clean out my mouth. Naruto didn't look like he was doing much better, rubbing his tongue on his jumpsuit. With a quick scout between all the bottles and jars that still had a few ingredients, Kakashi started laughing. "I have found the problem."

He tapped a shaker of salt. "I assume you thought this was salt?"

I nodded, holding onto the scrubbing brush. "Yeah. It's in a little hen shaped shaker, and it has little white crystals. Are they actually drugs? Oh my gosh, Kakashi is doing cocaine! No wonder you're so late all the time! Your getting high?!"

He ignored the comment. "It is sugar." No wonder it tasted partially sweet.

He continued to name off the ingredients I had used. The flour was indeed flour, thank goodness, but it was VERY near it's use by date. The sliced tomato in the fridge was not tomato… Kakashi wouldn't actually say what it was. I appropriately shuddered.

Finally he held up the bottle of oil I had used. It was clearly inside a bottle labeled 'Cooking Oil'. "What's wrong with that one?" I asked him, almost afraid of the answer.

"I'm afraid this hasn't had cooking oil in years. I cleaned the bottle out and kept something else in it."

"Well then, uh, what's that stuff that looks like oil?"

"This is a medicine I use when any of my dogs have an ear infection."

The scrubbing brush wasn't wrenched out of my hands for at least another twenty minutes, when Kakashi finally deemed my tongue had to be clean enough, or at least it soon would be worn down to a nothing. "You're a ninja! You couldn't deduct from those super sharp ninja eyes I was using the wrong ingredients?! You handed half of them to me!!"

"I didn't realize at the time they were not the right ingredients. It has been a long time since I cooked for myself." He was smiling; I could hear it in his voice. This was amusing him beyond belief.

"You just don't want to admit you have bad eyesight, Grandpa. Day one at yours and you try to poison me. Nice. What a shame that it got your student too."

"Naruto will be fine."

"He didn't look fine when he ran out your house yelling that if he wasn't dead by then, he would see you tomorrow. I'm sure I heard him chucking up in the bush outside the door." I sighed, "I don't know if it's worse here. At least I wasn't made to ingest dog ear medicine!"

"Truly I am sorry about that. I did not quite realize what ingredients you were using until, um…" He rubbed the back of his head, a movement I had noticed he only did when he was feeling incredibly sheepish.

"I would hit you. But because you are both a ninja and it would bounce off you, and the fact that you're letting me stay in your home means I shall hold my hand. However, I shall do this." I stuck my tongue out at him, making him chuckle.

"You mentioned you had dogs. How come I haven't seen any dogs?" I mostly asked this because if I didn't he might get suspicious, seeing how I already actually knew that he summoned his dogs with chakra in battles. Also, because I wanted to see if I could huggle Pakkun! Plus I could tease him about his shampoo, and make a slight reference to the fact that perhaps Sakura was using the same shampoo.

Kakashi, who was helping me clean up the mess in the kitchen by now, answered exactly how I knew he would. "They are called Ninken. They are dogs I can summon with chakra in battle. They do not live here. However, if one of them does happen to get sick, I do have the medicine to help them, such as the ear medicine."

"I'm still totally grossed out by that you know."

Kakashi's eyes crinkled as he chuckled. After that the 'ear medicine' incident he wisely decided to keep it simple. He disappeared for a while I had the first hot shower in what felt like almost forever, returning to drop cartons of noodles and pork on the table. I couldn't help but give him the biggest goofy grin I could possibly manage. It had been so long since I had this sort of luxury. I had met the TMNT gang, then Kakashi, and all of them had been so kind to me. Despite the fact I either got them attacked or used their dog's ear medicine to make them dinner.

Kakashi hadn't asked me any more questions. I think he was currently respecting the fact that this was the first time I had actually been in the comfort of a home for a while. He had assessed I wasn't dangerous, though he maintained that caution you would expect, simply because of the fact I was a stranger in his home. Other than that… he was fun to tease. Especially when it grew late enough that I began to yawn loudly.

He handed me a pair of men's shorts and an overly baggy t-shirt casually, nose half in a book as he wandered down the hallway. "You can use these for tonight, until we can pick you up something more in the morning."

I held them for a moment. "Cool!" My outburst momentarily gained his attention as I slung the shirt over my shoulders and held the shorts up above my head. "I am now holding a pair of the infamous Copy Ninja's underwear! I wonder how much I will get if I sell this on E-bay or TradeMe?"

Kakashi wouldn't have a clue what E-bay or TradeMe was, but I was pretty sure he got the whole jist of me plotting to sell his underwear. "I would most prefer if you didn't."

"Heh, no worries Scarecrow. If I sell this then I can afford to buy you a million more pairs." I looked up to his face, which was looking mortified. "Gees, I wasn't serious." Pressing my thumb to my lip, I mused, "Or am I? Oh dear, the pervy aura you emit is already beginning to affect me!"

Rather eager to end this conversation, Kakashi rolled his visible eye and with a single hand began to push me down the hallway. "I think it's time you got some rest."

I tried once to resist but he was much too strong and I almost got pushed over. Tilting my body at an angle though, with my feet pointed in the direction I wanted to go, it ended up more me sliding against the ground. "Weee!"

He pushed me into a room I had previously not been allowed to enter, "You are to stay in my room."

"Your room?" Well it was a one bedroom apartment, but I'd been expecting to sleep on the couch. The floor if push came to shove. "But this is where all your things are! All your underwear! I can't invade here!"

"Is there a problem with that? Considering what you said a moment ago, I would have thought you would be quite pleased to be staying so near to my underwear. More pairs for you to sell on this… E-bay." He added, "Though would you please tell me where this E-bay is so I make sure I can buy them back?"

I grinned, "Grandpa's so old he doesn't know what E-bay is! Don't worry, you need not fear. E-bay is in a galaxy far, far away on the other side of the stars. You and your underwear may sleep in peace tonight." I stared in his room, which was most curiously immaculately clean. "You know, this is quite awkward. You're making me sleep in your room… in your underwear. People could think something is up if they find out."

I felt Kakashi freeze behind me as he actually thought about it. He then chuckled, "It can be our little secret then." He was teasing me.

"A very perverted secret, only understood by the society of perverted ninja… plus me, the Guardian of Marshmallows and Obnoxiousness. And Modnarness."

"Modnarness?"

I nodded, "Yes. It is brought on by ingestion of insane amounts of sugar, or a cup of coffee." I then shook my head, "You don't want to see Modnarness. It's scary for those around."

"I shall take your word for it. Now I suggest you get some sleep. I told my students we were going to have an extra long training session at six a.m. to make up for the fact I had to cut today's short." His eyes looked right down at me, "I'm not naming names for whose fault that was."

"Wait, I'm going to have to get up before six in the morning?! No way Scarecrow!" The pit of my stomach fell as the thought kept tap dancing in hard-to-not-notice shoes. I did not do early starts!

"Don't worry." His eye was crinkled again in a smile. "I told them to be ready by 6 a.m. I don't plan to show up until at the very least 9 a.m. Possibly 11."

I stared at him, and then held my hand up, "High for cunning sneakiness and downright laziness!" He had no choice but to high five me, because I threatened to latch onto him if he didn't. Though he didn't know it, I was quite an effective leech. He could obviously sense my awesome leech powers though, because he gave up quite quickly.

It was weird, knowing whose bed I was lying in. I giggled to myself, imagining how many thousands of other girls back on Earth would be tearing their hair out and selling their souls to be in my position. Though I bet they wouldn't quite be picturing exactly sleeping. The feeling of strangeness overcame me as I lay there, staring at the ceiling.

I was here, I was safe. At least that's what I was hoping. I kept expecting at any moment to be suddenly whipped away and into the arms of someone sporting a black coat with red clouds. What would I do then, especially if it started dragging the people of Konoha into it? Kakashi might be a strong Jounin, but when it came down to it the Akatsuki were almost unstoppable.

I made my mind up then, exactly what I would do. It wasn't a pretty decision, and not the smartest… then again I was hardly ever smart.

Mind trapped in a swirl of thoughts, filled with underwear, perverted books, ninja animals or inanimate objects, with the touch of a taste of dog ear medicine, I finally fell asleep.

Let me tell you this. Waking up on the comfort of a pillow after so long sleeping with nothing but the ground as a pillow was the greatest feeling I felt in ages. I was up by 7:30 a.m. and tiptoed past the couch where Kakashi was sleeping. I had a feeling that he was awake, because I'm not really that light of foot and he seemed not to move when I tripped over the floor and muttered loudly, "Curse you flat floor! I shall get the best of you one day!"

The kitchen… I glared at it from a distance as I enter, rolling up the far-too-long sleeves of Kakashi's baggy shirt. "Right kitchen. As shown last night, we had a bit of bad first meeting. However, if you are willing to get along with me, then I shall not attempt to burn you down. Deal?"

By the time Kakashi finally decided to rise and shine, I had already made breakfast. "Morning! Look, an edible breakfast!"

He wandered in. "What is it?" Then he saw it, and could barely contain a chuckle. "Ramen, for breakfast?"

"I wanted to prove that I can make ramen! I only used the ingredients you relabeled, and then was extra careful to check them by taste test, just in case. And voila! Perfection in a bowl!" I lowered a spoon into it and took a sip of the soup. "Hehe, now if I do say so myself, I think that's pretty good!" I thrust a spare spoon at him, "Try!"

Kakashi took the spoon, lowering it gingerly into the mixture. He looked quite unsure for a moment, sniffing at it anxiously then looking at me for a moment, "You sure this is safe?"

I nodded, Course I'm sure. Oh!" I pressed my hands over my eyes and then turned around, "And I'll keep my eyes closed until you've tried it. I don't need to see all those wrinkles hidden beneath the mask! I want to keep the food down this time." Giggling to myself, I listened for the sound of a happy Kakashi once he tried it.

I was not disappointed. "Well, when you are not cooking with ear medicine, you actually do make a good ramen."

"Told you. You sabotaged me yesterday," I said, turning back around to face him, by which time the mask had been pulled back up like I expected. I clapped my hands together, "But thank you! Help yourself! There's heaps there, because I suck at measuring amounts. I think my brain processes the number two as twenty."

I ended up having two bowls. Kakashi had four, though I couldn't be quite sure, because he was sneaky about the while 'removing mask' thing. He patted his belly contentedly though, before announcing that was the best (and only) proper home cooked meal he had had in the longest time.

"You really need a girlfriend or something." I could think of a few candidates who would be willing. Or a few possible million.

Kakashi packed up extra amounts into a seemingly endless number of plastic containers he seemed to have. I didn't quite realize the man had such a thing for food cartons. As well as a curious fetish for ceramic things with little animals painted on them. Who knew?

"I'm sure my students will appreciate this. I did tell them I would give them breakfast. This is perfect."

I grinned, "They aren't going to be pleased with you. You told them to be waiting for you at six. It's nearly nine! Do you really think a little food is going to make them forget that fact? Especially seeing how breakfast was supposed to be, what three, four hours ago?"

"I can always send them for a little training with Gai and Lee if they complain."

"Ouch, that must be brutal. Those guys are like, on super happy hyper pills all the time."

It was nearly nine thirty by the time we reached the training grounds. I was right. Kakashi's students were most certainly NOT impressed. I felt my ears bleeding by the time Sakura and Naruto were finished yelling at him.

"Relax. I got lost on the road of good cooking." He handed them the three bowls of my ramen. "A peace offering. Eat and we can start training for the day."

The hungry trio opened it up. I saw Naruto's mouth watering, and felt a small tinge of pride for myself. He asked eagerly, "Where did you get this ramen Kakashi-sensei!? I haven't seen this sort before!"

"Krissy made it," he answered.

Naruto handed the bowl back very quickly to Kakashi. "Ugh, no thanks. I can still taste last nights. I was scrubbing my mouth for hours."

"Hey! Now that one was not my fault! You can blame your sensei for that one thanks very much!" I took the bowl out of Kakashi's hands, though I didn't have much of a choice because he had basically dropped it in mine. I pouted, "Besides, we had some earlier, and does he look like he's keeling over and trying to clean out the inside of his mouth?"

Naruto looked at his teacher skeptically.

Kakashi nodded at him, "It was fine Naruto."

"There you are! It's fine! Go ahead, have some!" I was determined for him to try some, and save my ramens reputation!

"No thanks."

Oh he was going to play this was he? Well, I happened to be an expert at being persistent and stubborn.

"Are you sure you won't have any Naruto?" I asked him, holding the bowl up to his face once more. The steamy goodness swirled around in bright colours.

Naruto looked a little green, clearly in his mind he was remembering the last time I made him ramen. "I'm sure I won't have any."

"But you love ramen! Surely you wouldn't disappoint me by not having any? I did make it special for you after all! And it's edible this time!" I held the bowl up to him again. A huge pout was on my face.

He shook his head and waved his hands about, "No I can't, even if it is edible! I had breakfast, before I came! You know, because Kakashi sensei is always late, my stomach didn't trust him. So I couldn't possibly fit it in any way!"

"But look at you, you're so skinny! You need more to eat! A fresh steaming bowl of my ramen will sort you right out! You'll definitely have some."

"Really. I'm okay." He looked like he was panicking.

I grinned slyly. "Oh, yeah you will. It's such a small bowl. You won't even know you're eating the ramen until it's all gone! Look at it!" I stared down at the bowl, "It's a micro bowl of nummy ramen goodness!"

Naruto still stared at the bowl as if the noodles would leap out and strangle him. "I'm fine, thanks. I don't want to be sick before training."

Oh no he did not! He was going down for this. I was going to make sure of it.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Really sure?"

"Yes."

"Without a single doubt, you're really sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure!" He really did look like he was panicking now. Every few seconds he kept shooting a look towards his sensei, pleading for help. His kind teacher was standing there with arms folded though, watching with great amusement. Sasuke rolled his eyes and Sakura watched with a bit of interest like her sensei at the childish behavior.

With a small chuckle, I rolled my eyes, "Gee, you really can tease you know. Such a kidder aren't you? For from what I have heard, when has Naruto Uzumaki ever not eaten a bowl of ramen?" I looked down at the bowl, "It has all sorts of delicious treats in it! It has the noodles, the fried meat and vegetables." I looked back up at him, "Plus this time I made sure I used the right cooking ingredients! I made sure the salt wasn't sugar, and this time I actually taste tested the sauces and everything to make sure they weren't anything nasty." I glared at Kakashi, "Because it seems things get terribly mislabeled."

Naruto looked at his sensei with a curious gaze, to which his teacher gave that sheepish look again. Sasuke and Sakura, who had just begun to eat from their bowls of ramen, stopped in their tracks.

"I think this is perhaps the best ramen I have ever tasted," Sakura said simply, with widened eyes.

Sasuke shrugged, "It's better than nothing."

Kakashi leant down and whispered to me, "That is Sasuke's way of saying he likes it." I grinned, feeling a touch smug. My inner vain self was doing happy dances.

Sakura had some more spoonfuls. "Naruto you've got to try this! It's the best!"

The blonde ruffian then looked at me again, a bigger smile on his face. "Actually, uh, I am a little peckish! Sure I'll have it!"

I beamed at him, thrusting the bowl in his direction. "Great!" Outer Krissy was grinning, because I had him convinced to try the ramen.

Inner Krissy was feeling a little more sadistic at the moment though.

Naruto made a move to take the bowl, when I suddenly jerked it back. "No." Naruto looked utterly stunned and lost for words. I bit my lip, frowning as I cradled the bowl in my hands next to me. "No, I'm forcing it on you. I can see you don't want the ramen."

"Actually I would like some of the ramen," Naruto answered.

I shook my head, "No. No, after last night I can see you're just trying to be polite to me and are forcing yourself to eat my cooking.

"Really, you're not! I would like to have some of your ramen!"

I spoke as if I hadn't heard of him. "Really Naruto, all you had to do was say 'No'. Not a hard word is it? It's a lovely little word that, gifted to the world to be used when we want to say we don't want any ramen."

"I WANT THE RAMEN!!" Naruto yelled loudly, staring at the bowl of steaming ramen with much hungrier eyes than he had been looking with before.

"No, I'm sorry," I stuck out my bottom lip. It trembled slightly as I walked over to Kakashi, who had been watching the sudden change of events with interest and amusement. I thrust the bowl at him, "Grandpa Scarecrow, you must destroy this ramen! We must remove all the temptations."

Kakashi looked between me, the bowl of ramen, Naruto, the stunned faces on his other two students, me and then the bowl of ramen again. He paused a moment, gave a shrug, pulled out a paper bomb which he attached to the bowl and flung it high into the air, where it exploded in a fiery ball of falling noodles. Naruto looked positively grief struck.

"Thank you Scarecrow," I said sweetly, giving Naruto a side glare that totally screamed 'Mess with me and my ramen, face the pain…'

Once the other two had finished eating (while Naruto watched pitifully from the sidelines) then the training began. Kakashi made sure I sat in his eye line at all times, and far away from any sort of sharp objects. Naruto was allowed nowhere near me, lest I try and pick his pockets for weapons again.

I had finally managed to figure out where I was in the Naruto timeline too. The way Sasuke kept using his sharingan, the fact Sakura still had long pink hair and the occasional comments they made, told me that this was after their fight with Zabuza and Haku, and somewhere close approaching the Chuunin Exams. I didn't exactly know when they would pop up, considering I couldn't exactly ask Kakashi and the other three had absolutely no clue about it. Which was a major bummer overall.

The day dragged by slowly. Their training seemed to go on forever, and considering Kakashi wouldn't let me get up and do any sort of ninja training with them, just in case of a repeat of yesterday, I was sitting bored out of my mind. Soon enough I began singing again. This time my boredom was directed at the Scarecrow, which coincidentally was about a scarecrow, based on the wonderful Pink Floyd.

"The pervy silver scarecrow,
as everyone knows,
stood with a mask on his face
and straw everywhere.
He didn't care....
He stood in a field where young ninjas train.
His head did no thinking…"

Kakashi sent a scowl in my direction. In true spirited fashion, I sang louder.

I was finally cut off by the arrival of another Jounin, who spoke with Kakashi for a moment before leaving again. Soon enough the Scarecrow wandered over to me. "Good news. Your friends have begun to finally show signs of breaking out of the genjutsu. They should be waking up within the hour."

"Why are we still here?! Tally ho!!" I was on my feet and walking already.

Kakashi dismissed the lesson, soon catching up with me, before I wandered off the edge of a cliff or something. It didn't take us long to get to the hospital, with me practically pulling him along by the arm the entire time. Once we were there I was practically breaking down the door to the room where the three of them were being kept. I gave two doctors, an ANBU and an old Hokage somewhat of a fright and cut them off mid-sentence as they talked.

"Are they awake yet?!"

"Gees, is it just me or did that voice get louder?!" a voice grumbled loudly from one of the beds.

"Whacko!!" I lunged at him, flying through the air and landing heavily on top of him. "Hello Sleeping Ugly!"

He pushed me off, "That's not quite how I want to wake up thanks. I would much prefer someone saner." I could hear a tiny speck of a grin in his voice, though his face remained in a scowl as he sat up.

Atsu was still asleep, but Yoshi wasn't. It was him I lunged on next, "Croco! You're awake too!"

"Hello Krissy." He patted me gently on the back, "Nice to see you 100%." His eyes then wandered back over to the ANBU, Kakashi and the Hokage himself. "But I've seen we've ended up in good hands."

"Yep, and she cut us all off before we could even ask how long we've been lying on these beds. My tailbone aches!" Waku complained, sitting up a tiny bit more to rub the lower part of his back.

I grinned, and looked at the Hokage, "Sorry Sir. Didn't mean to barge in like that."

He smiled, "Not at all. I understand that you have been concerned." The Hokage then turned his face down to the two who were awake; trying to ignore the third one turned his head and snored loudly. "Our teams from Konoha found you all yesterday. You three were under heavy genjutsu, and have remained in our medical facilities for just over the last 24 hours here in Konoha. We believe the effects have just about completely worn off." He cast that side glance at the still out cold ninja. "Krissy has updated us with your situation, concerning her rogue ex-boyfriend."

They both nodded. Waku rubbed his head, "Gees the girl can pick 'em. He packs a mean punch, I can tell you that!"

The Hokage opened his mouth to say something when someone louder than me suddenly bolted upright in bed, "I'm awake! I'm awake! Where is he?! Let me at him!!" Atsu stared around at everyone, his widened eyes taking in our somewhat freaked out faces. "Oh. Um, sorry."

"Pikatsu! I attacked him with a hug.

"Buddy!" He laughed as he gave me a hug back. "You're still in one piece." He looked at his two team mates, who both rolled their eyes and looked away in shame. "Hey, you guys are alive too! Does that mean we beat the weasel off?"

The Hokage gave a small cough, and gained Atsu's attention. "Oh. Excuse me." He grinned, "So, we must be in Konoha then, right?"

"Correct," he answered.

Atsu turned with a huge beam on his face, giving me a punch on the arm. "Hey this is great! We've escaped your totally nutter of psychotic boyfriend, we're alive, and you're back home!"

I bit my lip, feeling some eyes suddenly turn to me. "Pikatsu, you're so funny!"

The Hokage spoke again, "Yes, well… our shinobi are all on high alert to locate this rogue ninja. Rest assured, you are all welcome to stay in the safety of Konoha until we have managed to capture this Fitzwilliam Darcy."

"Darcy?" Atsu sounded confused, turning his head to me. "I thought you called him Itachi?"

I really didn't know the atmosphere of a room could change as quickly as it did right then. The sharp inhale of breath and the snap of everyone's eyes onto me were instant. The feeling of icy cold glares that brushed over me made me cringe. All I could manage to say was one word that summed up exactly what I was thinking.

"Fudgles…"

MWHAHAHAHA *cough cough hack cough hack* swallowed a bug...

Kisame: *laughing* hahahaha! Shame!

Me: *gets out the tomato sauce* I'm in the mood for fish burgers...

Kisame: O.O *running* nooo! Itachi save me!!

Itachi: I want BBQ sauce on mine...

Kisame: WTF?! ITACHI NOOOOOO!!!!! WHY?!

Itachi: *shrugs* I'm hungry, and we spent all our food money on that holiday while the crazy psycho girl was away...

Me: *glares* I'm not crazy psycho.... I'm modnar crazy psycho thanks very much...

REVIEW! PLEASE!! FEED ME!! i have so many things to read again on here.. I feel bad, because so many people keep posting and I have no time to read... it makes me feel like the worst friend ever!! *cries in corner*

Oooo btw ... if any of you guys have ever watched the TV show 'Father Ted' the you might possibly recognise a nice little scene from there! I'm crediting it here so no-one sues my arse! (go Father jack! lol) if you have never seen Father Ted, and you are not too offended at them poking some fun at Catholic priests (I go to a Catholic school and I still find it okay) then I suggest you watch it! the humour is brilliant!!

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COOOOOOKIES!!!! ^^ that is all