Disclaimer: Dude. WTF. Naruto isn't mine. I'm totally freakin' out.


COLD FLOWER

Chapter 6: Games

By Mokora


Ino leaped onto the soft sheets of her blue bed, getting comfortable and eventually deciding to sit with legs crossed. She stretched a little, hearing a few satisfactory pops emitted from her spine. There was a knock at her door.

"Come on in!"

Tenten entered, carrying a flowery pillow and a little green blanket. She smiled at the blonde, who waved her inside. "Where d'ya wanna sleep?" Ino asked, gazing about the cluttered room for possible sleeping arrangements. Tenten looked about. "Can I just sleep on the floor somewhere?"

"Sure, I mean, if you wanna..."

"Well, a lot of us will hafta sleep on the floor anyway."

"True."

The auburn-haired girl put her pillow and blanket down while Ino spread a feather-filled comfort across the floor, for cushioning. Tenten arranged her pillow, fluffing its edges, and rested an elbow on it, the other arm pulling the blanket over her bare legs.

"This is going to be fun, getting Hinata to play Truth or Dare." Ino snickered as she lay back atop her bed, tucking a blazing-yellow stuffed duck beneath the crevice of her shoulder and torso, snuggling it a bit.

Tenten's eyes widened. "We're playing Truth or Dare?" She seemed slightly fearful. She hated that game. Abhorred it. She always ended up telling secrets that would trip her steps in the long run, always ended up being the one who did outrageous stunts. Once, she'd been tricked into running to Neji's door, completely naked from head to toe, and knocking. She was lucky if she'd reached the girl's house in time before giving Neji the show of his life, for sure. She'd succeeded that night. 'Thank the heavens!' she'd muttered, her face an infuriating coral color.

Neji, of course, had been peeved. He assumed it was one of Naruto's pranks.

Ino laughed, also in reverie, recollecting the most memorable times and events of her beloved and wicked game. She'd get so much dirt tonight, she couldn't help but cackle. Blackmail was clearly on the way.

Temari entered with Kurai, carrying their things. Tenten gave an awkward and pained little smile at the two. Temari noticed this and understood at once, the tip of her mouth twisting into a sly little curl. "So Ino's planned a game of good old Truth or Dare again, hm?"

Ino nodded sweetly, her expression almost innocent, though she could never forge such childlike purity within those big blue eyes after abandoning innocence so long before. Her boyfriends never failed to seduce her, and most of the time, she was just the flavor of the week. Once they had what they'd wanted, they moved on. Ino, however, failed to realize this, and seemed utterly heartbroken every time. Sakura sometimes envied the bombshell, though after seeing her aching tears so many times before, the echoing green was fading into that of a sympathetic relief. She was glad that she wasn't so easily led about by hounds. Ino's case, on the other hand, was a genuine pity. She was oblivious to the intentions of most men she chanced, and thus every relationship was 'true love'.

Sakura entered carrying a circular pillows embroidered with cherry blossoms and a red blanket with lace frills, Nami bounding in after her, carrying a massive stuffed rabbit with floppy ears and fur the color of strawberry champagne. A bag flopped about her elbow, seeing as it took two arms to carry the large fuzzy creature.

Ino giggled at the girl's innocence. It would play nicely within her game. "What's its name?" She asked with a large smirk, jabbing a finger in the direction of the droopy animal.

Nami smiled widely. "Usagi-sama!"

Ino collapsed onto the bed, cackling as she often did. Nami didn't perceive this gesture as an act of being mad fun of, she she joined in merrily. Sakura looked at the two with a hopeless smile, unloading a pink hairbrush and a small black hair-tie.

Kurai stretched out across the cold floor gratefully, seeing as Ino's room was one of the hottest in the whole complex. Though she was wearing more clothing than the others, dressed in a loose black robe with nothing but her undergarments beneath. It was the typical and comfortable sleepwear for her, and she enjoyed the sleek feel of the silk, which usually warmed her when she was cold and cooled her when it was too hot. Not in this case, though. Ino's room proved to be a different story.

So she merely rested her cheek against the chilled wood, letting her hands rest upon it also. Sakura popped the switch of a little green fan in the corner on, though the results were seemingly nonexistent.

Hinata entered shyly, quietly sitting a pillow down in the corner, spreading a lacy blue blanket out upon the floor. Ino tossed her another blanket to sleep under, and she nodded gratefully.

Hime entered, wearing little satin shorts and a semi-revealing camisole, though this was better than the girls expected in the least. Ino grinned cattishly at her. "I've planned a little game for us."

"Oh really?" Hime asked, a smirk crossing her lips.

Ino nodded vigorously. "Good ol' Truth or Dare."

Hinata emitted a little peep of surprise and fear, Tenten replying with a sympathetic glance. Nami giggled. "I love this game!" She squeaked, clapping her hands together as she often did to portray excitement.

Ino snickered quietly to herself. 'Oh, you won't after this, deary...'

Hime's red eyes flashed, thinking the same cruel thoughts as Ino did. Nami would probably be the first one to end up in tears that night, the two divas presumed.

"Who's gonna start?" Temari asked, glancing around.

Ino's arm rose, her hand flailing. "I'll begin!"

A few of the girls nodded approvingly, still arranging their things.

Ino gave an inspecting look as she surveyed the apprehensive faces, though she already knew her pick. She had to be convincing, or else the edge wouldn't be so cunning.

"Hm... Nami!" Ino announced, throwing her fist down upon the bed. Nami smiled.

"Truth or dare?"

Nami thought a moment, placing her index finger upon her bottom lip, eyes upwards. "Ehm... Truth!" She smiled.

'Damn.' Ino thought, trying to think of a revealing question that would break her.

Then, it came to her.

She smirked deviously. "Well, little Nami... Tell me, have you and Kira... You know..." Ino poked her index fingers together in a telltale gesture that flew entirely over Nami's head. Temari shook her head, snickering. Hinata blushed furiously.

Nami looked confused. "What?"

Ino almost hit the floor. Even Hinata understood. This girl was truly dense. For a moment, she wondered if the dim-wit even knew a thing about the topic.

"Have you... Well... Gotten intimate, so to speak?" Ino asked, her expression suspicious and observing.

Sakura looked at the giddy girl awkwardly, wondering what kind of answer she would give.

Nami furrowed her brow. "Intimate? Like kissing? Yeah, we've done that--"

"NO!" Ino snapped, irritated. Hime rolled back upon her area of Ino's bed, hands about her stomach, cackling madly.

Ino's annoyed face twitched. She was seriously doubting the knowledge of this unknowing girl now.

"DID YOU HAVE SEX?" Ino shouted, Hinata covering her ears and flinching. The shy girl absolutely hated that word. It never ceased to make her flinch, only because the topic was so forbidden. She often wondered what it was like, and she felt dirty because of such thoughts. She she flinched as she always did and retreated.

Nami's eyes grew wide at the blunt question. Then they lowered. "Oh... You mean... Oh, okay, I get it." She perked up with that familiar smile she always wore.

Ino poked her bottom lip out, anticipating the answer she'd recieve, almost certain of the personal question's outcome.

"Nope!" Nami chimed.

Ino fell back with a frustrated and airy sigh, Hime jerking forward with an unbelieving leer. "What? Yeah right! Like hell you haven't slept with him!"

"No, I really haven't--"

"Bullshit!"

Temari giggled, Kurai tracing circles with her right hand's index finger upon the cold floor, listening intently to the controversial shouting, though seeming uninterested in the least. She was good at this, acting as if she didn't care, but picking up on every syllable. She'd be a great spy, she'd decided before, amused.

Nami waved her hands dismissively, brows turned upwards. "I swear we haven't! I don't--"

"Oh, don't tell me you're one of those girls who waits until they're married!" Hime spat, crossing her arms and sitting upright, defiantly. "That's total crap. Sex is great, and what the hell are you gonna know about it whenever you're married if you never experiment? Hm? You'll be total disgrace on your wedding night. A disgrace!"

Sakura blushed as she corrected things upon the little desk beside Hinata's nest, her long pink hair hiding her face. She thoroughly disagreed with Hime's words, and remembered the vow she'd made to refrain from such acts until married.

Nami gave a sheepish giggle and scratch the nape of her neck. Hime scoffed. Ino sat up again, irked. "Okay, good-girl. Your turn."

Nami gave an excited, "Yes!" and looked about. "Ehm... Tenten!"

Tenten froze. She looked at the oblivious girl pleadingly, though this effort went completely unnoticed.

"Truth or dare?"

Tenten hesitated until she firmly decided she would not pick dare. Ever.

"Um... Truth."

"YOU SISSY!" Ino accused, poking a finger in Tenten's direction angrily.

"Okay, well," Nami began, ending Ino's brief rampage.

'Please oh please, don't be bad, don't be bad, don't be bad.' Tenten repeated within her mind, begging, praying it wouldn't be too revealing. 'Please don't be bad.'

"Who do you like?"

Every ounce of color within Tenten's pink cheeks and tanned face drained to a frightful white, as her heart seemed to stop. This was bad. In fact, this was worse than knocking on Neji's door, naked. Of course, no one really expected she had a deeo affectionate love for him. They just happened to pick Neji, which would prove funny if the prank had gone as planned, seeing as he no apparent sense of humor. At all.

What's worse, Hime was there. Hime was a loud-mouth gossip, the type to make it a set goal to spread every rumor or personal none-of-her-business discovery she ever caught wind of like gasoline and fire. Tenten's blood ran cold. She'd never live this down.

The silence annoyed Ino and Hime. "Well c'mon, Ten. Who is it? I know there's somebody." Ino urged, with sneaky glazed eyes.

Tenten swallowed the difficult lump within her throat. She could always lie. But that wasn't honorable! She was aspiring to be a ninja, after all. What good was a ninja with dishonesty?

This was it, she decided. It was fatal. Ruining. He'd find out, overhear it, be told, something. And then he'd hate her. Dismiss her as stupid. Here she was, ruined. It was inescapable, her sad fate. She'd be shot down, laughed at, and discarded, her heart torn in pieces.

This was why she loathed the game.

She wished at that moment she could disappear. She wished she could just vanish. Or rewind time. Either would do.

"Tenten!" Ino persisted, snapping before her distant eyes. Tenten returned to the cruel reality of her inevitable confession. 'Well, here goes nothing.' She cooed internally, failing to steady her heavy, yet pounding heart.

Hime tapped her cheek impatiently.

"Well... I mean, I don't really..." She stammered, tugging at her trembling fingers, her thoughts racing, trying to grasp something to salvage her from this.

"First, we all need to swear not to tell anyone about what's said here tonight." Sakura suggested, turning to the group with a tiny jeweled trinket in hands.

'My precious, precious savior.' Tenten thought, the tremendous boulder of worry lifted from her shoulders, light as a feather. She gave Sakura a look of pure gratefulness, the pleasant emptiness of relief filling her heart.

"What? No!" Ino protested, peeved.

"It's only fair, Ino." Temari offered, calming the brutal Ino down. If anyone could tell Ino right from wrong, it was the admirable Temari.

Hime huffed. "You guys are ruining this game."

Ino slumped back upon the bed. "Fine. I swear not to tell."

Hinata nodded. "I swear too." Nami grinned. "Ditto!"

"Sworn." Kurai muttered, still doodling upon the floor with an invisible pen.

"Swear." Temari stated, lifting her right hand, then casting a pair of expecting eyes upon Hime, who withered unpleasantly beneath them. "Fine. I swear too." She said, extremely reluctant to seal the ring of delicious gossip.

Tenten felt much better, though she was still embarrassed.

"It's alright, Tenten." Sakura encouraged, fiddling with a little book of Japanese kanji. "G'head."

Tenten heaved a sigh, red flushing all areas of her face as she prepared to speak his name. His forbidden, secret name.

"N-Neji..." She mumbled, ever so quietly.

"Huh?" Ino asked loudly, sitting crossed-legged now, hands on both knees as she slouched over, elbows bowed out.

"N-Neji." She repeated, more audibly now, feeling the urge to crumble into a pile of unnoticeable dust. Maybe there was a technique for that...?

Ino snickered, Hime quickly following. "You're kidding, right?" Hime gasped as her chuckling became louder and heavier. "That guy's a total freak."

Kurai shot her an acidic leer. "Well, as I recall, you wanted to know."

Hime cocked an eyebrow at the 'bravery' of this girl. "Please. Out of every fox here, she chooses Neji?"

Tenten winced, deeply offended. Neji wasn't a freak. This Hime knew nothing about him. She tried to dismiss the comments without a word.

Kurai gave a curt nod. "Uh-huh." She said sarcastically. "You know, Ganguro... There's more to people than good looks and sex flings."

Hime was shocked and released an unbelieving gasp. She was thoroughly shocked. No one ever spoke to her that way.

Hinata looked about confused. She began to notice the tension that permeated every region.

"E-Excuse me?" The astonished and indignant Hime breathed. Sakura looked towards the fuming girl with apprehension.

"I'm sure you heard me. Unless of course your ears are as unnecessary as the layers of makeup you wear."

Hime was ready to pounce, her blood boiling. Her temper flared, her eyes glinting with hatred for this witch that said such things about her.

Temari held her hands up. "Stop. This is doing neither of you any good. Just calm down."

Kurai shot a quick sneer at the outraged girl. Ino clutched her arm and calmed her, gesturing for the game to continue.

Tenten nodded, now considerably sulky. She'd never been so insulted, even when she was called worthless by stronger opponents. It wasn't so much her as it was Neji. He was a wonderful person. He was her favorite person, and Hime knew nothing, yet she assumed such things. What a shallow mind, Tenten thought, her heart heavy once more. She couldn't defend her beloved, for Hime was already significantly riled.

Tenten cast a sneaky little smile at Kurai, who caught it and returned it.

"Alright... Um... Ino! Truth or dare?" Tenten said, a determined smirk flickering upon her lips. She instantly forgot her indignity as she realized it was time for revenge against those who laughed.

Ino laughed. "I'm no wuss. Dare." She placed her hands upon the back of her neck, letting them rest there, without worries.

Tenten's smirk grew. "Alright. Then I want you to go confess your love to the person you like most here in this complex, right now."

Ino snorted. "Alright."

The girls followed Ino silently down the dark, soundless hall, creeping along without words. Ino trailed ahead, and stopped at Sasuke's door. Sakura frowned, her brow scrunching as she felt a protectiveness grip at her. Damn Ino. Couldn't she pick someone else?


Sasuke still lay awake, though barely. He watched the swirling motions of the fan blades, and was almost hypnotized by it. His thoughts churned, turning like gears, though his eyes began to close themselves slowly. Sleep began to claim him, little by little, until...

"SASUKE!"

His door was slammed open so violently, his first thought was that it was being ripped by some kind of screeching demon. Ino burst inside with a wide dramatic gesture, leaping upon his bed. He looked at her with disgust and utter shock. This was completely unexpected. Damn those girls' stupid games.

Nonetheless, he was awake now.

"Get out, Ino!"

"Sasuke!" She squealed, throwing her arms about him and squeezing, nuzzling his face with hers affectionately. Sakura beat the wall outside with a clenched fist, instantly regretting it as it bit back, her knuckles throbbing.

"I love you, Sasuke!" She shrieked, rocking him slightly. He began to struggle and attempt to pry the lovestruck girl from him. She clung to him harder then, and he stopped fighting. He trembled with anger, shaking under her smothering acts of affection.

"Ino..." He spoke lowly, his dangerous tone laced with extreme annoyance. His head was hung, shadows covering his closed eyes. This wasn't happening.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

He looked up at her with a brutal twinkle in his eye, the corner of his psychotic smirk twitching rapidly.

"GET THE HELL OFF!"

With that, he freed himself forcefully, pushing her to the doorway. She blew a little kiss and waved and she was pushed out into the hallway once more, the door slamming quickly after.

The girls erupted into fits of laughter, all except Sakura. She looked towards the ground menacingly. She hated her sometimes. That pig.


"Okay, okay." Ino said. "Sakura, truth or dare?"

Sakura sighed. "Truth."

"Alright. Is there anyone besides Sasuke you like?" Ino probed, leaning in towards her.

"No."

"Aw c'mon! Liar!" Ino teased, chortling. Temari rolled her eyes, smiling and amused.

"There's not."

"Well, that turn sucked. Go, Sakura."

"Okay... Kurai. Truth or dare?" The pink-haired girl directed her attention to the recluse near the door.

"Truth." Kurai replied, without hesitation.

"Alright. I dare you to... To..." Sakura slumped back on her rear, stumped.

Ino gave an impatient sigh. "C'mon! Dare her to kiss Kakashi or something!"

Sakura huffed. That was too risque.

Kurai watched them, expressionless. No dare was too much for her.

"I want you to crawl into someone's bed... With snuggling!" Sakura suddenly felt very bad, and she liked the rush. Ino snickered. "But whose?"

They discussed this for a while, failing to notice Hime's absence. She crawled into the kitchen quietly, opening the large refrigerator and retrieving three bottles of spray whipped-cream. She chuckled devilishly to herself and prepared for an ambush. As she made her way up the stairs and near the room, she could hear them, arguing over who would get a visit from Kurai. Now was the time, she decided.

The door was flung open forcefully, and the girls had only enough time to turn their heads and see their doom before it hit them full on. Whipped cream attacked them and they all squealed and shrieked and jumped about. Hinata was coated in a thick layer of the creamy substance, attempting to shelter herself with a pillow. Ino danced about in the dessert shower, laughing. Sakura ran to the bathroom and retrieved a bottle of shaving cream while Kurai armed herself with a can of mousse. They returned and unleashed, spraying everything in sight, giggling madly.


Shikamaru sprang up in his bed, hearing the distant feminine shrieks. Fear and instinct made malevolent images float about his mind and he immediately leaped from his bed and into the hallway, where Naruto, Kazuri, and Sasuke stood already. He joined the group and they all determined the screams were coming from Ino's room.

They rushed to it, wondering what was happening. 'Please don't be hurt.' Shikamaru pleaded. He hated seeing her beautiful face in tears, and he was truthfully ready to take on anyone who aimed to hurt her, despite their size or power.

"Hold on! We're coming!" Naruto shouted extravagantly, with a fierce determination.

The blonde threw the door open and stopped, eyes wide and jaw falling.

"Move, dobe!" Sasuke hissed, pushing him from the center of the doorway to get a look at the horror. He cocked an eyebrow, mouth opening slightly as he witnessed the stunned girls, all covered in thick whiteness. Kazuri, taller than the two in the doorway, rested an elbow on Naruto's head, smirking casually. "Now this is what I call entertainment."

Shikamaru shoved through with difficulty, disregarding the strange looks of the other boys. "Ino, are you--" He stopped, mouth gaping in awe. This was like... his most secret fantasy, right before his eyes. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the Ino, who rubbed the whipped cream from her face. "Hey guys." She said with a sheepish wave.

Sasuke scoffed. "I don't know what the hell this is, but it's a waste of time." He turned away, prepared to head back to his room. Reluctantly.

He was male, after all, and the sight of so many girls covered in cream and foam was unbelievably attractive. And, truth be told, he wished he could've watched it.

As he took a step away from the crowded doorway, the silent boy detected something light and sticky hit him in the back of the head and he flinched, knowing immediately what it was. Naruto and Kazuri erupted into a fit of laughter. (Shikamaru was still in a daze, unable to tear his eyes from this surreal fantasy.)

Ino sneered, having aimed a can of mousse directly at him. "You aren't get away from this clean!" She toyed, the other girls cackling. He turned, a dangerous glint in his black eyes.

Kazuri stretched his arms a bit and smiled. "Well, I'm not just standing here. I'm gonna have some fun." He then rushed forward into the sea of white, throwing his arms about the first girl he touched, tackling her to the bed. It was Temari, he soon discovered, and she smirked at him. "What're you doing, lech?"

"Joining in." He returned the smirk. With that, he stole her can of whipped cream and attacked mercilessly, and she squealed playfully, rolling over and sheltering her face.

Sasuke rubbed the back of his head, inspecting the white foam puff left upon his hand. He didn't have time for these games. He began to walk away, though he was pelted again, this time from head to toe. He turned, brow twitching with suppressed rage. He was tired. He didn't want to act so childish. He wanted sleep.

Ino took this opportunity to assault his face, and he was hit directly, staggering back as the foam clung to his nose and loose hair. Ino laughed victoriously, spraying Shikamaru squarely in the face too. This released him from his daze, and he fell the ground, rubbing the foam away viciously. "It's war!" He beckoned, retreating to the nearest bathroom and finding a can of shaving gel. It wasn't foam, but it would do.

He returned and sought Ino, who ran from him, giggling, about the room. Kazuri and Temari both tugged at a can, attempting to get a few cheap-shot sprays in during the wrestle, as the tall boy resorted to tickling. She caved almost instantly, chortling madly and almost rolling off the bed. He caught her before she hurt herself and hoisted her up, tormenting her more.

Hinata ambled into the clearing now, her hair falling heavy about her face, little bits of whipped cream smeared about her clothes and cheeks. She offered a little smile to Naruto, who felt his cheeks burn. She was hot. He'd never seen her so enticing before. He took a deep breath and acquired his best game-face, plunging into the cascading white foam, joining the war. He stole a can from the fleeing Ino, hitting Hinata squarely in the rear. She squealed and jumped back, trying to shield herself as he aimed for her face now. He approached her, doing many strange moves, ducking and sliding, hitting her face every time, despite her hand barriers. She laughed, looking for something to retaliate with.

Tenten and Kurai battled each other, sneaking about the room with stealth, shooting at each other with every chance. Hime sprayed Sakura viciously, and they both collapsed on the ground together, laughing.

Sakura grabbed a towel from the room closet and retreated to the hallway, where she found Sasuke sitting against the railing, looking particularly grim. His face was smeared and messy, his hair matted, clothes speckled with bits of cream. She offered him a smile and she ran a lock of her pink hair through the towel. He leered at her a moment and looked forward again. He was obviously peeved.

"Here." She said, offering the towel.

"Hng." He retorted, directing his gaze away from the entertainment of the cream fight.

Sakura hesitated, and she reached forward, using the towel to rub a large smear of mousse from the side of his face. He gave her a testy sideways glance. She then placed the towel upon his head, rubbing some of the foam from it. He didn't feel like fighting back at that time and so he heaved a miserable sigh and closed his eyes while Sakura cleaned him.

Shikamaru had Ino cornered, and so he pounced, forgetting how touchy and uncomfortable she made him feel most of the time. This was different. This was fun.

She backed into the closet, just where he wanted her. She was attacked by her assailant, shrieking and sliding down the closet's furthest wall, laughing heartily. She sprang forward, pulling his ankles forward. He crashed backwards, yelping and hitting the hard floor painfully. His rear throbbed, though he forgot this as his can was stolen and he was assaulted in return. He writhed a bit, trying to evade the retaliation, though it was no use. She took a seat upon his chest and emptied the rest of the can on his face, and there was nothing he could do while pinned.


Kakashi made his way to the chaos, glancing at Sakura and Sasuke in the hallway. He didn't understand the cause of all the racket, and so he stalked towards the door, which was slightly ajar, seeing traces of movement beyond it. Sakura noticed this and perked up. "Ne! Kakashi, wait--!"

It was too late. The door was pushed open and everyone participating in the foam war turned, all cans aimed at the intruder. Kakashi looked on, speechless.

And was covered in every kind of sticky substance imaginable.

Everyone cheered and he turned his back to the party, which was also coated with foam at that time, and he walked back past Sakura and Sasuke, and down the stairs, headed towards his room as if nothing had happened.

Sakura giggled and Sasuke couldn't help the urge to chuckle a bit.


Ryo beat the ceiling relentlessly with the handle of a toilet plunger. "Shut up!" He shouted. "I'm tired as hell!"

Nothing affected the ruckus, it seemed, and so he slumped down on his bed, defeated. He was just too lazy to walk upstairs and silence them.

"Damn kids..." He muttered, his bottom lip jutting out as he grumbled.

His eyes trailed to his open door suddenly, attracted to the movement.

"Kakashi--?"

The silver-haired Sensei passed by without a glance, covered in thick white foam. Ryo's brows furrowed and rose with confusion. 'What the hell is all that about?' He wondered as Kakashi disappeared, not a word said.


Okay, so this was just a dumb fun chapter. I can't sya I like this chapter, since I don't like veering away from the seriousness of the fanfiction, but that'll return in the next chapter. Hey, even serious hard-working ninja need spray fights! Dx

But lemme tell ya, I'd LOVE a good whipped cream fight, and so here it is. xD No, this chapter isn't productive. It doesn't pertain to the serious storyline. It's just a group of kids trying to have fun before a day of harsh training. Blah.

Okay, it's productive in one way. Recently I realized that OMG. Temari needs a man. x3 So WHAMO, in comes sehckzeh Kazuri-baby. Now, I'll try to get a sketch of him up at my art site soon, but school is beating the living crap out of me with a stick right now, so that might be... erm... delayed. Sorry folks. Dx

BTW. Usagi-sama translates to Lord Bunny in English, which is what Nami named her stuffed rabbit. xD And Ganguro is a style in Japan where you tan really dark and use a lot of white makeup, with light hair, as a contrast thing. It's often a term to cut someone down, though I'm thinking about doing it this summer. xD

REVIEWNESS.

xx-Tsumi-Chan-xx - Ah yes, more SasuSaku here. Vague, but existant. xD Anyway, thanks for reviews! And I'll try to make Sasuke jealous... Somehow... xD Things just play out, y'know?

Hao'sAnjul - I'm glad you like length in chapters. Because sometimes I get carried away and write LOOONG chapters about total crap. Like this one. xD Anyway, thanks!