Yay! I've made it to the twenties chapter wise! Go me! Go me! Ahem. Anyways, my excuse --I MEAN-- REASON for this chapter is because being the strange and complex genius I am, I was watching Looney Toons yesterday. Bugs bunny, Daffy duck… sigh… Gooooood times.

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Fortunately for our deranged ninja prodigy. Sasuke, he remembered just before his crazed fangirls pounced that he was, indeed, a ninja. So with this in mind, he promptly POOFED away from the scene, leaving many women in dismay.

In another section of Konoha…

Not too far away, Gaara was trying to escape the same fate as the poor ninja Pooky. He had brains, strength, talent, and dashing good looks. However, one day his fan club abducted him and he was never seen again…

A single tear fell from Gaara'a eye in respect for the great hero, but soon his thoughts were disrupted by the screams of his fans, who were saying, "GIVE US YOUR TEDDY GAARA!"

"NO!" Gaara yelled right back at them, "YOU SHALL NEVER LAY YOUR FILTHY HANDS ON MR. TEDDYFUZZUMWUZZUMKABOBBER!"

Thar being said, (screamed,what's the difference?) the sand-nin POOFED himself away.

At the exact same time, Sasuke and Gaara UNPOOFED in the middle of Konoha, surrounded by their fans.

"Well that proved to be most ineffective," Gaara stated bluntly while trying not to appear as if he had just wet himself.

Sasuke, being a genius -- a demented genius -- but nonetheless a genius, came up with a brilliant plan to get his fangirls out of his hair. "Hey!" he shouted, "Don't you know it's illegal to glomp me when I'm out of season?" Murmurs ran through the crowd and the fangirls exchanged glances.

Smiling that his plan was working so far, he continued, "And right now, it's obviously Gaara season, so go ahead. Glomp HIM."

Various fangirls started to bolt toward Gaara, but at the last second Gaara screamed, "WAIT! Don't listen to him. I'M the one who's out of season! It's Sasuke season, and don't let him convince you otherwise!"

Immediately, the girls going after Gaara switched gears and starting running at Sasuke.

"It is NOT Sasuke season!" he protested, "It's Gaara season!"

"No it isn't!" Gaara egged the girls on.

"Yes it is!"

"No it isn't!"

"Yes it is!"

"No it isn't!"

"Yes it is!"

"NO IT IS NOT!"

"No it isn't!"

"YES IT IS!... wait… oh crud…" Gaara whimpered at the sight of his fangirls preparing to strike, when suddenly…

"Hold it right there!" Nari yelled, pushing her way through the crowd, "As the game warden, I say it's not Sasuke season OR Gaara season.

Everyone except Sasuke asked, "Then what season is it?" However, the Uchiha asked, "Nari is a game warden?"

"Yes I am, Noneofyourbusiness," the insane teenager said walking into the center, "And I decree this season to be…" she paused as she put up a huge poster on the nearest surface and then proclaimed, "Kakashi season." And so it was. The giant poster she hung had a picture of Kakashi's masked face and in bold letters read: KAKSHI SEASON NOW OPEN.

All the fangirls who were previously stalking Gaara and Sasuke stampeded out of the center of the village to find their next prey…

Meanwhile…

Nari had just gotten back from saving Sasuke's arrogant butt from certain death/glomping and looked at the calendar in Iruka's kitchen. (dun dun dun)

When she saw what day it was (cough—valentine'sdayforthosewhoforgot—cough) she immediately called Itachi. To her extreme dismay, it went to answering machine.

Hello, you have reached Itachi of the Ataksuki. I probably can't get to the phone right now because I'm either killing people OR killing people to get a demon in some way, shape, or form. Feel free to leave a message. And also, Sasuke, please stop calling and leaving me death threats. Thanks. BEEEEEEP

"Hi," Nari began as the phone started recording, "It's me, Nari. I was just wondering… WANNA GO OUT WITH ME FOR VALENTINE'S DAY AND IT WOULD BE LIKE SO TOTALLY ROMANTIC AND WE COULD GO OUT FOR DINNER AND DANCING AND SEE A MOVIE AND YOU COULD BUY ME CHOCOLATES AND I COULD FORCE YOU TO WEAR A TUX AND—" BEEEEEEEEP. The message time limit ran out and Nari sat smiling derangedly while she awaited a return call.

For several miserable minutes, the insane girl waited for her so-called boyfriend to call her back, and after those several miserable minutes the phone rang. Completely confident that it was Itachi, she enthusiastically picked up the receiver. However, the voice was not that of the only other living Uchiha.

Hey! I'm here to tell you about our great, great deals on—"

"I DON'T WANNA JOIN YOUR RING OF TERRORISTS MR. AL QUADA!" Nari shrieked into the phone before she slammed it back down. (A/N Thank you, daily comics.)

"Stupid telemarketers…"

Strangely, as Nari had walked into the cheese-encrusted kitchen, she hadn't noticed the dust clouds, thumping, and shrieking coming from the living room. Thankfully for Kakashi, he spotted the barrel of a familiar bazooka.

He smiled under his mask and said, "Oh yeah, that's the bazooka that author boy left behind!"

(CP: Hey! I'm not insane! I'm a REAL BOY!)

He quickly dashed over to the closet and pointed the bazooka at the feuding fangirls.

"EAT CHEESE!" he shouted as he released gobs of gooey goodness at them.

Instantly the hitting/ punching/ rock-paper-scissoring subdued as the females watched their prey throw cheese at them.

Kakashi laughed maniacally and pulled the trigger for all he was worth, unitl…

Click click, click click. He looked down at where the clicky noise was coming from and realized he had run out of ammo.

"Aw—"

He had no time to make the latter statement before he became submerged in what seemed like a never-ending sea of fangirls.

Meanwhile…

"Between you and me, Sasuke," Gaara began while glaring (as usual), "What season is it really?"

"Oh," Sasuke smiled for once, "EVERYONE knows it's REALLY Sasuke season." His face went pale and he immediately regretted saying such. For a crowd of rabid fans had materialized out of thin air and were trying to catch him.

"Aw—"

But Sasuke had no time to complete his statement due to the mighty authoress switching settings. FEAR ME!

Naruto was sulking at the bridge and contemplating why HE didn't have so many fangirls.

He sighed and exclaimed, "Aw—"

But he had not time to finish his exclamation because at that moment, Sakura ran over to him and asked frantically, "HAVE YOU SEEN SASUKE!"

"Sasuke….Sasuke…" Naruto mumbled while scratching his head, "Nope, never heard of him."

"WHY YOU LITTLE!" Sakura screamed, "YOU PROBABLY DO KNOW WHERE HE IS AND YOU'RE JUST GIVING ME A HARD TIME!"

"No, ya think?"

Sakura's temper was rising rapidly.

Just goes to show you sleep-deprived Naruto and sleep-deprived Sakura don't mix very well. With that, Sakura stormed off to find her preciousssss… (Excuse for that, Mr. Tolkien.)

Back at Iruka's, Kakashi couldn't help but feel as he was dragged along the floor that something even worse was about to happen to him. And was he ever right…

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CP: Oh no, what are you going to do to poor Kakashi NOW?

That's for ME to know, and YOU to find out! WAHAHAHA! And also, I'm still editing the preview so I'll throw it in eventually. It's going to an attempt at something a bit more serious, but still with humor.

David: It's actually sort of a spin off of one of her original stories that she's too last to post.

Yeah, it is…. Hey… how'd you know that?

David: Uh… internet? Inheritence? I inherited the internet!

Riiiiiiiiiiight. So anyways, TUNE IN NEXT TIME TO FIND OUT HOW I TORTURE MY BELOVED KAKASHI!