Bozenjishitsu
Sorry for long wait!! really! I've just been busy.... my life sucks.... not that I have one.
Oh well.. I dont have much to say, so on with the fic... thanks, midori, btw... u be nice
OH YEAH...
For the poll thing.... No more picking "both" for who you like, Rynn or Kyu. You have to pick one or the other. Everyone just picks both. So pick eithr Rynn or Kyu. I really wanna know now!
Chapter Fourteen: Tomodachi
"How come Kankurou hates me?" Naruto asked, watching Kyu and Gaara finish their game of chess.
"He doesn't hate you," Kyu said automatically.
"Then how come he's so mean?" Naruto asked.
"Because you annoy him?" Gaara suggested.
"Quiet, Gaara," Kyu rebuked. To Naruto, she said, "I don't think he hates you, you'll have to ask him. If he doesn't say anything, I'll ask him."
Gaara grinned. "Kankurou'll tell Kyu anything in bed."
Kyu flushed slightly, and asked, "How many pain-killers are you on?"
Before Gaara could give his frightful answer, however, Kankurou opened the door and said, "Hey, guys, the meeting was over sooner then we thought."
"Hey, Kan-kun," Kyu said as he crossed the room and gave her a kiss, then sat down next to her on Gaara's bed. (A/N: I don't know if I said this before, but Kan-kun is what me and KNK called Kankurou. It's his nick-name, since his name is wa-a-a-ay too long...)
"Kankurou, do you hate me?" Naruto asked abruptly.
Kankurou raised an eyebrow as he gently pulled Kyu's silky black hair out of the ponytail holder she'd put it in to keep it out of her face and asked, "What?"
Naruto shrugged. "Just wondering."
Kankurou shrugged, running his fingers through Kyu's hair (A/N: They both be obsessed with each other's hair... (drools over Kan-kun's sexy long hair)...). "I don't think it's 'hate' so much as it's 'supreme dislike.'"
Naruto shrugged. "I can live with that."
"Can we play cards now?" Gaara asked, taking the deck of cards from its place on his bed-tray. "We have enough people."
"Yeah, come on, let's play," Kyu said, sitting across from Gaara on the bed, taking the cards and shuffling them.
"Do we have to?" Kankurou asked, but he pulled a chair up to Gaara's bedside anyway.
"Yes," Gaara said firmly as Kyu dealt the cards into four piles.
Naruto sighed and pulled up a chair on Gaara's other side. "Lay it on me," he said, taking his pile of cards as Kyu finished dealing.
The four of them played for a while, during which the roles of King and Queen were swapped between Kyu and Gaara, who were the only ones really any good at the game. Naruto remained as Dirt, with Kankurou as Surf, but both had decided complaining was less trouble, since Gaara, whose painkillers had started to wear off, tended to send them death glares every time they did.
"I'm gonna be King this time, just you wait!" Naruto shouted, taking his cards as Kyu dealt them.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Kankurou rolled his eyes as he sorted his cards.
"I highly doubt your saying that every time you get your cards is going to greaten your chances," Kyu said as her cell phone rang. Picking it up, she supported it between her ear and shoulder as she sorted her cards. "Hello?"
"Where'd you go?" asked a quiet voice on the other end.
"Hey, Yashi. I went home." Kyu laid down a three to start the game.
"Why?"
"Short story, don't feel like telling," she answered as Gaara put down a four.
"Ok."
Kyu smiled slightly. Yashi had never been one to push; he just wasn't that kind of guy. He waited until people felt like talking, then he listened, and offered advice. It was usually him Kyu told things, since Chuimaru had a habit of interrupting her, and asking questions, thus taking the conversation down a completely different path (A/N: H-R DOES THIS TO ME ALL THE TIME!!).
"Why do you ask?" she asked, as Kankurou put down a six.
"Well, you left before we got to spend any time together, so I was wondering."
"Oh. Sorry." (A/N: Ding! Light bulb!) "Just a sec, Yashi." Putting her hand over the phone, she turned to Kankurou and asked, "Is it ok if Yashi comes with Rynn and Shikamaru on Saturday?" (A/N: I think I just thunk...)
Kankurou shrugged. "It's ok with me. You should ask his Kage, though." (As if he could EVER say no to her... Kan-kun, not the Hokage...)
"Thanks! -smooch-" She took her hand off her phone. "Yashi?"
"Yeah."
"Kankurou says it's ok if you come visit me here!"
"In the Sand?" Yashi asked after a moment.
"Yeah. Shikamaru and Rynn are coming back on Saturday, so you could come with them. He says you should ask the Fifth first, though."
"Ok, I will."
"So, you're coming?"
"Why not."
Kyu squealed, causing all three guys on her end to groan and cover their ears, even though Gaara and Kankurou were used to it. "Ok, I gotta go. Call with the Fifth's answer! If you don't I'll make Gaara squish you!"
"Ok."
Click.
Konoha
Tsunade yawned, starring at the pile of papers on her desk, as if hoping they would sign and seal themselves. Every day, the pile of papers grew bigger, and every day, Tsunade began to wish more and more that she had never become Hokage, and told Jiraiya to take the job, like the elders had originally wanted.
Then again, if Jiraiya became Hokage, Konoha would go downhill fast.
Sighing heavily, she took the first paper and, skimming it, signed the dotted line on the bottom. Picking up the next, she repeated the procedure until the pile of papers was cut in half. Resting her head on her desk, she prepared for another nap when a rude knock disturbed her.
"What!?" she snapped angrily.
"Nara Shikamaru is here to see you, Hokage-sama," called one of her assistants.
Tsunade sighed. "Send him in."
There was a moment of silence before the door creaked open and the bored teen stepped in, one hand shoved in his pocket.
"What is it, Shikamaru?" she asked, hoping she didn't look as annoyed as she felt.
"My finger," he answered, holding out his other hand. Closer examination showed the index finger was throbbing slightly.
"It's still doing that?" she asked, beckoning him closer.
He nodded. "I wanted you to look at it before we left for the Sand village."
Tsunade nodded, taking his hand and examining the finger. "I can heal it, but it'd be good if you tried not to use it for an hour or so."
Shikamaru sighed heavily and starred at the ceiling, looking harassed. "How troublesome."
Tsunade sighed as well. "You're telling me. I must have over-looked it because of Neji's condition."
"How is he?" Shikamaru asked, by way of conversation while she gathered chakra in her hand.
"He was at Sasuke's party last year," she pointed out, holding her chakra-encased hand over his, allowing the chakra to pass over his finger.
"I forgot," Shikamaru admitted as the gentle healing chakra slowly eased his pain.
There was another knock at the door as Tsunade chuckled slightly. "Yes?" she called, withdrawing the chakra, Shikamaru's wound fully healed.
"Aburame Yashi here to see you, as well, Hokage-sama," her assistant, who, in Tsunade's mind, obviously hated her, called.
"Send him in, too," she called back, sitting back on her chair, which, she just now noticed, was very comfortable, and picked up another paper from the pile on her desk.
(A/N: I never actually described Yashi, so I'll go to some effort to describe him now, since people like to 'know how characters look'. I didn't describe Chuimaru because I hate him now with a vengence.
Kyuubi: But it was your fault he kissed her...
SNG: SHUT UP!)
The door opened soundlessly, and a tall boy with black, spiky hair and sunglasses stepped in. His skin was pale, with three miniscule holes in his left cheek, for the bugs. Tsunade couldn't see the rest of his face, as he had a black shirt with a high collar like Sasuke's underneath his Chuunin vest. He looked like, if he stood back-to-back with Jiraiya, he would reach the gargantuan man's shoulder. (Damn this boy's tall! Have you seen Jiraiya?!)
"How can I help you?" she asked, ignoring the fact that she hated bugs. (Dude, you summon slugs, for cryin' out loud! ...are slugs bugs?)
"I need a passport," he said plainly. "To the Country of Sand."
"May I ask why?" she asked, getting out the necessary papers anyway.
"I had an invite," he said simply. "From my former team-mate, Kyu."
"Has Kazekage-san approved it?" (Even though Tsunade knew full well she was about three times as old as Kankurou, she still called him 'san')
Shikamaru snorted. "That's about the most useless question ever to pass the lips of man. This is Kyu we're talking about."
Tsunade shrugged, filling out the papers. "When are you leaving?"
"Saturday," Yashi answered, his hands shoved in his pockets. "Kazekage-sama wants me to leave with Shikamaru and Rynn and their escort."
Tsunade nodded, giving him the completed papers. "Don't lose that."
Yashi nodded, folding the papers and putting them in his Shurinken holder. "Good day, Hokage-sama," he said, bowing.
Tsunade nodded, waving him away. "Have a safe trip."
After Yashi left, Shikamaru sighed. "Dammit, I'm going to be stuck with a bug-freak in the middle of the desert along with a dog freak."
Later
Sasuke frowned, rapping his knuckles on Naruto's door. Why didn't the idiot answer?! The one time Sasuke actually wanted to spar with the person who gives all blondes a bad name, and the idiot isn't there! Sasuke scowled and stepped back, preparing to kick the door down if he had to, when he heard a crunch of paper under his foot. Looking down, he saw a note. Picking it up, he tried to discern Naruto's messy scrawl.
Hey, person! I went to visit Gaara, so go away and don't steal my ramen! I'll be back on Monday, though. Signed, Naruto.
Sasuke groaned, crumbling the note in a ball and throwing it at the door, as if it were the piece of wood's fault he had no one to spar with. Damn you, Naruto, why do you have to have psychopathic friends in other nations? Grumbling to himself, Sasuke stalked away. Pause. Sasuke walked back to the door.
A few seconds later...
Sasuke walked away again, leaving the note on Naruto's door, stuck in place with a Shurinken, so that people could see it.