CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

SOMEONE SHOULD FIX THAT

"I still don't understand why we had to get all this stuff… Okay I get that we need it, but why did we have to buy, can this even be considered bulk," Kakashi complained for the tenth time that morning. "We're in America and from all the memes I've seen, American potions are abnormally large."

The white haired Jonin's arms were filled with large bags of groceries from their early morning shopping trip, the reusable canvas bags stuffed to the brim. Normally he wouldn't complain, but the large bags of flour and sugar were weighing him down.

"So much for being a super strong Jonin," Kim commented sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "Just a few more steps and you can put everything down in the kitchen, you big baby." Kakashi glared at her for her last comment, which she ignored and opened the door to the loft.

The two walked in and set the bags down on the dining table. Quickly, they began sorting through the bags and had arranged everything on the table, and placed the things that needed to be kept cold in the refrigerator. Once done with that task, Kakashi walked over to the sofa, got comfortable and pulled out his favorite book: Icha Icha Paradise.

"Did you guys get everything," Ren asked as he walked through the front door. He had seen the two pull up in his truck, but had decided the motor he was working on could use another look over when he caught sight of all the bags his daughter had loaded on to the Hatake's arms.

"Yeah," Kim answered, not once taking her eyes off the arranged items before her. "What time is it?"

"Almost 9:30. Why," Ren asked.

"The guys wanted me to take them lunch to school today," was her reply. "So I have about two hours until I have to leave."

"Alright, I need the both of you to help me out here," Ren said, picking up the bags of flour and sugar and then taking them to the kitchen counter. The he went back for the vanilla extract, salt, baking powder, milk, eggs, and butter. He took out three purple mixing bowls out from the cabinet, and got out the measuring cup and measuring spoons. "I'll bake everything, but I'm going to need the two of you to decorate them. Daughter you know the drill, and don't forget that you need to start on making the food. Kakashi you help her," he ordered, sending a pointed glance in the lounging man's direction.

Soon they were all hard at work. Kakashi had to take off his white pirate shirt, not wanting to get it dirty, and into a pair of army green sweatpants. Kim went to go change into an orange t-shirt and a pair of short black shorts. All they could hear was the pitter-patter of Kim's bare feet, as she would run back and forth to get something she forgot. She had slipped a few times, and one time she tripped and hit the closed oven door face first. Ren ignored it, and Kakashi muttered something that sounded like 'weirdo' when she stood back up rubbing her nose.

"Does Jade even know about the party," Kakashi asked at random, while mixing together rice cereal andmelted butter and marshmallows in a bowl with his hands after he had gotten frustrated at the lack of progress he made with the spoon. He lifted them up only to find them covered in sticky mixture. He was about to stick a finger in his mouth, when Ren came up behind him and smacked him on the head telling him 'no'.

"She doesn't. It's supposed to be a surprise party. I made Deidara spend the entire day with her, while we did prepared everything," Kim explained. "He thinks he got off light, by not having to cook or decorate, but the truth is he got the hardest job. He has to keep her away from it all until tonight, and knowing Jade well…" She gave a shrug. "You get the point."

A timer went off and Kim jumped to her feet, leaving the bowl of cookie dough on the counter, and walked over to the oven. She grabbed the oven-mitts out of a drawer and slipped them on. She opened the oven and pulled out a cookie sheet.

"What are those," Ren asked. "I thought you were baking cookies."

"Yeah, I am, but it's already eleven-something and I got hungry. So I made pigs in a blanket. Want some," she offered, brandishing the pan covered in little pork sausages wrapped in pastry dough. Grabbing a plate and a spatula she put her little creations on a plate to cool. Picking a few off the plate, she said, "I guess I better go and get the brats their lunch."

She walked back to her room to put her costume back on, though she opted to leave the black shorts on. Quickly walking out of her room then out the front door, grabbing her father's truck keys on the way, she made her way to the big white truck. Hooping in, she started it, and drove off. She had no clue what to get them for lunch. They had all asked for different unspecific things. In the end, after a bit of driving around, she decided to get them all Subway.

After paying the girl, she made her way to the High School. It was 12:10 when she arrived. She found a parking space near the front, got down. She walked to the front office. She had hoped that they would just call them in to pick up their food, but no. They made her deliver it to them. So she signed in as a visitor and made her way to the cafeteria, after getting directions.

As she made her way to where the cafeteria was, she saw a bunch of brightly colored teens. They were wearing all sorts of costumes. A lot of the girl's costumes put her dress to shame on the shortness scale. Some of the guys sent wolf whistles and catcalls in her direction, which she ignored. On her way, she had created her own little fan club. Her fan boys followed her everywhere she went. They sighed and got little hearts in their eyes every time she spoke to tell them to go away.

Finally reaching the cafeteria, she quickly scanned the sea of costumed teens. With quite a few of them wearing brightly colored wigs she had some trouble locating the ones she was looking for. She felt awkward just standing there being stared and glared at. Guys were staring at her with adoration, and girls were glaring at her with malice.

"I'll take that," a voice said from her right. Soon the tray of drinks she was carrying disappeared. Turning to face the voice, she threw her arms around its owner once she saw who it was.

"Sasu-cakes, do you know how many people I've seen dressed as Superman since I've gotten here," she said whined. "But none of them had the duck-but hair."

Sasuke rolled his eyes at her, and led her over to where the others were sitting. As they were walking the glares from the female population of the school grew fiercer, while some of the guys were sending glares towards Sasuke. When they got to the table she set the four plastic bags down in the center.

"Kimi-chan," Naruto shouted, giving her a hug before she could even take a seat. "You smell good. Like cake and other sweet things, dattebayo!"

"Well I have been baking all morning," she said, pushing back into his seat.

"Baking? For what," Sakura asked from across from her.

"Jade's birthday party is tonight," she informed them, giving them a complete rundown of the morning's events including the other things that needed to be done before the start of the party. "It starts at eight."

"We can't g-go. It's a s-school night," Hinata shyly inputted, staring sadly down at her half-eaten sandwich.

"Yes we can-" Naruto started but was cut off by Sasuke when he said, "Dobe, if we go then we will be too tired to focus in class."

"That is true. You four can't go because you all have school tomorrow," Kim agreed, falling into her thinking pose. Naruto and Sakura were about to protest when she continued. "But... it would be very unfortunate if the school started having maintenance problems, like the toilets backing up from being stuffed with too much toilet paper, something rotting in the vents, or perhaps a flood. Then school would be cancelled tomorrow." She took in the looks the four were giving her, then lamented, "hypothetically speaking of course. If something like that were to happen in the next, oh I don't know, fifteen minutes then I could take you all back home before your next classes," she said nonchalantly, giving them all a wink at the end.

"I suddenly have to use the restroom, 'ttebayo," Naruto announced, taking the last bite of his sandwich. His stood up and made his way out of the cafeteria.

"Wait did Naruto just understand what you implied," Sakura asked, awed at the thought, the others sharing her sentiments. Though Hinata loved the blond haired loudmouth, she knew he could be a bit dense at times. From all the time Sasuke had spent with his self-proclaimed best friend, he knew that it took a bit of explaining to get the point across.

"What did I imply," Kim asked in feigned confusion, looking the picture of innocence as she reached over and stole Sasuke's bag of chips. He glared at her. "I asked for extra tomatoes." He inspected his lunch and nodded in approval. The three girls rolled their eyes.

"Hey guys I'm back," Naruto shouted plopping down in his seat. He held up five fingers and slowly brought them down one at a time. When he reached zero a horrid smell reached all of their noses, and there was a loud explosion.

"Dobe what did you do," Sasuke questioned with wide eyes.

"All I did was use the bathroom," Naruto said innocently, returning Kim's high-five.

All of a sudden a random girl shrieked and jumped on top of Sasuke. She shot a glare at Kim, and started to snuggle into Sasuke's chest. He tried to pull her off of him, but the girl would not budge. Every time he did try to remove her, her arms would just tighten their hold on him.

"Sasuke you smell so good, like cake and cookies," the girl said in her best flirty voice.

"Um… that would be me," Kim informed her. "I was baking before I came here."

"No one asked you. Why are you even hanging around my Sasuke? It's only okay for the weird chick because she's so in love with that loud guy, and Pinkie is beyond ugly."

Sasuke clenched his jaw, his eyebrow involuntarily twitching. Naruto and Hinata both got deadly quiet. Sakura was silently fuming. She only tolerated one person calling her ugly, and he was in an entirely different dimension. Then there was the fact that she hated being called Pinkie. Kim was confused. What exactly did the other girl mean by 'her Sasuke'? She remembered quite clearly that he had his sights set on that 'Ugly Pinkie'.

They, aside from the brunette on Sasuke's lap, could feel the tension rising in the air. It was so thick that they could take kunai to it and cut a slice. Kim and Sakura jumped up slamming their hands down on the table at the same time, and then started shouting.

"What the hell do you mean by ugly?!"

"What the fuck do you mean by 'your Sasuke'?!

"Who the hell dyes their hair that shade of pink? Not to mention that is the flattest chest I have ever seen! Though you do make up for it with that giant forehead of yours," the brunette mocked, getting to her feet. Then she looked down at Kim. "Why would my Sasuke want to go out with a fat midget like you? I'm pretty sure your breasts are fake. Then again they could be your fat."

"This is my natural hair color, and my forehead isn't that big," Sakura yelled in her face.

"So what if I'm short and fat! I don't care what you or anyone else thinks," Kim shouted, sanding up and slamming her hands on the table.

By then everyone in the cafeteria had stopped what they were doing, and turned their attention to face the three arguing girls. The other three that were still seated at the table watched on with interest. Sasuke was getting angry. Naruto looked like he was about to jump up and do something, though he did not know what. Hinata was quietly watching the scene before her, and stealthily recording the scene.

"Wait," Kim said suddenly, causing everyone to look in her direction. "How old are you," she asked at random. They were all confused by her questioned, but they paid more attention wanting to find out where she was going with it.

"Eighteen," she answered. "I'm all the woman that he will ever need," she finished with a triumphant smile on her face.

"Like hell I'd let my baby brother date someone two years older than him. You cochina marana! Oh and since you're eighteen…" She looked around the cafeteria, when she was satisfied that there were no faculty memebers around, she swiftly punched her in the face. "Hit me back and go to jail for hitting a minor." She smirked, and sent a kiss in her direction. The girl was sitting on the floor clutching her nose. "There's going to be a party at Stonewall Mansion tonight, be sure to come," she announced to the entire room. As an afterthought she added, "Sixteen and up only!" That last comment caused all the fourteen and fifteen year olds to shout in protest.

All of a sudden a few girls started screaming. Some had even jumped up to stand on top of the tables. The unnamed brunette clambered up to her feet, shouting something about her butt getting wet.

"Aren't you a little too old to be wetting your pants," Naruto asked in his naturally loud voice. The girl was about to slap the blond when a small hand stopped her. That hand belonged to the shy Hyuga heiress. She ripped her arm from Hinata's grasp and stomped away.

"W-w-why is she wet," the shy girl pondered out loud. They all stopped to think, and as one they all looked down to the floor for the first time, seeing about a centimeter of water.

"Heh heh, I guess I forgot about that," Naruto said, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Attention students, due to a few maintenance issues were are declaring immediate early release. If you get picked up, please call whomever it is that does so, and if you ride the bus home, they will be arriving shortly. Also due to the severity of the situation school will be cancelled for the remainder of the week. Have a Happy Halloween," the voice from the intercom said pleasantly.

"TO THE TRUCK," Naruto shouted. He threw an arm around Hinata's shoulder and led her out of the school. The poor girl turned a deep red, but surprisingly did not faint.

"I guess we should head out too. I mean they won't get anywhere without me since I have the keys," Kim said, dangling said keys.

Sasuke held out an arm for her and the other for Sakura. The two girls thought what the heck, and linked arms with him, and walked out of the school. Sasuke shot a smirk at all the jealous fanboys and girls. Kim noticed and rolled her eyes in amusement. Sakura was blushing at the physical contact that Sasuke had instigated.