7 Days, Come What May
Chapter III: Being Roommates with the Sand Ninjas
Naruto whistled. "Aha! I got room numba 001!"
"W-What, Naruto-kun!" Hinata suddenly exclaimed.
"Why, what's wrong, Hinata-chan?" Naruto asked.
"I have…the same room number…" the Hyuuga girl said hoarsely.
"Really! Whoa! Great! We'll be having a sleepover party! Yay!" exclaimed Naruto happily before grabbing Hinata's hand and skipping happily into room number 001.
"Apparently, Naruto's doesn't know the dangers of sleeping in the same room with a girl," Chouji remarked after they were gone.
After that, everybody departed to their rooms. Ino was about to go into her room number 004 and close the door when Lee stopped her.
"What, Lee? Take your hand out, I'm going to unpack," she said, pissed off.
"Oh, but Ino-chan, I have room number 004 too!"
Ino paled visibly.
"You don't mean…we…have the same room?"
"Of course, Ino-chan! Isn't that great! I'll be able to protect you all night long! You can rest your senses while you're here!" Lee said happily.
Ino edged the door open a little bit wider then put her hands on her hips.
"Look here, loser. I am NOT. And I repeat, NOT, going to spend the night sleeping anywhere within a hundred feet near you. So get lost. Trade tickets with somebody. And don't come back here and let me see your face again until you do what I told you to do," Ino prepared to slam the door then opened it again. "Oh yea, loser, I forgot something. I'd prefer it if you'd trade tickets with Sasuke."
SLAM.
Lee stood there a while, still dumbstruck by Ino's harsh greeting. Hmph! No matter how bitchy that was, a gentleman must take all the bitchiness without complaining! Lee tried to think positively. So, he trudged on his way to do Ino's bidding.
Meanwhile, Shikamaru walked up to the room with the number 002 on its wooden door. He put his hand on the doorknob and turned. Strange, it's locked, the Nara genius thought. He had just seen all his other friends go into their rooms without any problem with the lock. How troublesome. I'll just go report this to Aunt Midori and get the key to the room, Shikamaru thought.
As he turned around, the door suddenly opened. He whirled around to see Temari standing there in a casual purple yukata.
"What?"
"Oh, sorry, I must have had the wrong room number," Shikamaru replied apologetically.
"It's room number two, didn't you look at the sign?" Temari asked impatiently.
"Yea, I did," he said.
Temari raised her eyebrows, waiting for a further explanation.
"And my ticket says room number 002 too, but since you're already there…" Shikamaru tried to explain better.
"Then it is your room then," Temari said, opening the door wider. "Come in. There's two beds. I expected a roommate, but I didn't know it would turn out to be you."
Shikamaru dragged his stuff into the room and put it on his bed. What he thought was his bed, anyway.
"Hey, genius, that's my bed. I picked the one by the window. Where'd all your sharp analyzing skills go, huh, genius?" Temari picked up Shikamaru's stuff and somewhat violently threw it on the other bed.
"Whoa, whoa…easy there woman." Shikamaru raised up his hands in defense and edged his way to the other bed.
He lay down with his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling. Temari stood there, looking at him for a while.
"Aren't you going to unpack, genius?"
Shikamaru turned his head slightly to look at the sand ninja.
"No."
Temari continued staring at him. Shikamaru sighed.
"Fine, fine, I'll unpack…how troublesome…" the lazy Nara genius slowly sat up and stared at his bag.
Temari grinned approvingly at Shikamaru and sat down on her own bed.
"It's hot in here," she spoke suddenly out of pure randomness.
"What do you want me to do?" Shikamaru said tiredly.
"Who told you I wanted you to do something?" Temari said sharply and got up.
She went to the corner of the room to get her fan. Shikamaru's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw what she was about to do.
"Hey. Hey. HEY! Stop it right there, woman! Your fan is going to destroy the WHOLE ROOM."
Temari gave him a frightening glare.
"You underestimate me."
With that, the sand ninja made her fan go in slow motion. The result was very effective. Now, the room was comfortably breezy and nothing (in contrast to what Shikamaru previously thought) was destroyed or broken.
Temari turned to grin cheekily at Shikamaru. "See? My fan's good as anything."
Shikamaru sighed with a sheepish smile on his face. "Why don't you just use the air conditioner?"
"Because I like it only at nighttime," Temari simply replied.
"Argh…I don't understand you women…very, very troublesome indeed…"
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Ten Ten walked into her room and dumped her stuff on the floor. Being a normally disorganized person, she took off her shoes and threw them…who knows where. She did the same thing with her socks. Suddenly, she felt like someone was looking at her. She swiveled around and gasped. There was Gaara, sitting on the sofa chair…with a big footprint on his face. Her footprint.
"Ehehehehe…oops," Ten Ten grinned guiltily. Please don't squish me to death, she added silently in her mind.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you today," Gaara replied, as if interpreting her mind.
He won't kill me…today. He added today! That means he might kill tomorrow! Ten Ten thought fearfully. She did not move from her spot.
"Don't be scared, I won't kill you," the red-head repeated.
Okay, this time, he didn't add 'today'. Ten Ten began to relax.
"Hehehe…okay…I'll just go unpack then," she said, trying to smile.
While Ten Ten was unpacking, Gaara surprisingly brought up conversation. Ten Ten did not know before that the sand ninja was a talkative person.
"How long have you known Naruto?" Gaara asked.
She was a bit startled at first at hearing Gaara speak.
"W-Well…I've known him since we've been in ninja school together…not that closely at first, but now, we talk more often because everything's back to normal now," Ten Ten replied, pulling out a pair of pajamas and stuffing them into the drawer.
"Oh."
"Why do you ask?" Ten Ten asked curiously.
"This is my first time being with this many people…friends," Gaara answered quietly.
Ten Ten turned around and smiled. "You'll get used to it and I'm sure you'll like it!"
"Ten Ten."
"Yes?"
"You didn't fold your clothes."
Ten Ten looked at the red head, confused. "Yea, and…?"
Gaara, with no emotion shown on his face, walked over to the closet and took out the pajamas that Ten Ten had just stuffed in there.
"Ninjas should be neat. Folded clothes take up less space," Gaara remarked while neatly folding the pajamas and putting them back up on the hanger.
"Wow, Gaara….you fold better than I do," Ten Ten said, a bit amazed.
Gaara didn't answer; instead, he went back and sat on the bed. The two brought up more friendly conversation. By the time that Ten Ten was finished unpacking and the two went down to get some of Aunt Midori's snacks, Ten Ten had decided something. Gaara's a nice guy, not as mean as he looks, she thought.
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"Kankurou!" Chouji exclaimed when he saw the puppeteer sitting on the bed in room 008.
"Greetings." Kankurou replied.
"You're my roommate?" Chouji asked.
"What does it look like, fatty? Me and my siblings came here even before you and Naruto did."
At the word "fatty", Chouji shut up. He did not like being called fat but he didn't want to pick a fit right now with this scary ninja. It always brought him down. With his face staring at the floor, Chouji walked to the other bed and dropped his bag gently on it. He sat down and opened his bag to eat another bag of chips. So what if that stupid Kankurou calls me fat? I'm going to eat this and I don't care.
Chouji opened the bag and popped one potato chip into his mouth. Even though he had his back to Kankurou, he could feel that Kankurou was still staring at him.
"May I have one?" Kankurou suddenly spoke.
Chouji turned around. He was a bit reluctant. He just called me fat and now he wants my chips! Chouji turned around again and continued to eat his chips. He pretended not to hear.
"Okay, I'm sorry then, you're not fat," Kankurou spoke up again.
Agained, Chouji slowly turned around.
"Are you just saying that because you want my chips or what?" Chouji narrowed his eyes at the sand ninja.
Kankurou sighed.
"I already apologized. If you don't already know, I'm always this rude. And if it makes you feel any better, I'm fat," Kankurou said tiredly. "And yes, I want to eat something. Haven't had anything to eat since morning."
Chouji was a nice guy. He couldn't stand to see someone starve before him.
"Yea, okay, just take the whole bag." Chouji handed the bag to Kankurou.
Kankurou accepted the bag and the two began munching chips together until Aunt Midori called them down. That evening, both Chouji and Kankurou had found a new friend.
Joyce: I'm going to answer your questions you guys had in your reviews now! By 'usual' pairings…I mean Sasuke X Sakura and Naruto X Hinata….urm…oh yea, and Shikamaru X Temari….the others I'm not so sure about, so you guys can just put in your reviews who you want with who, okay? Thanks. :D..And oh, yea..the roommates have nothing to do with who pairs with who..it was just random ''..except sasuxsaku and shikaxtema and naruxhina, that is XD...oh yea...having a writer's block (kinda) so suggestions are welcome :D