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Sakura's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Today is just not my day. I thought I had left all my troubles at home with my emotional mother, but nooo, I just couldn't get a break.

When I left home I knew I was going to be late, but only by fifteen minutes or so. With any luck I'd show up when Naruto did. And my one little tardy couldn't possibly hold a torch against Kakashi-sensei's consistency of being late everyday by three hours of more. So I'd have nothing to worry about, right?

Wrong.

Of all the days Kakashi-sensei decides to show up on time it had to be today, the day I was late. And to make things they decided to go the mission, without me. Kakashi-sensei's dog, Pakkun, was at the bridge to inform me that Naruto and Kakashi- sensei got tired of waiting and chose that it'd be best to leave without me. The nerve of those two, especially Kakashi- sensei. I ought to take a kunai and shove it straight up his ass, and give him lame excuses while I'm doing it. That'd really teach him to leave me, the old perverted fool.

My attention divides itself from insulting my sensei to an saying one of my relatives used to rell me. When I was little I had a day like this once, my cousin, Nyoko, had found me in my room, crying. She had asked me what was wrong, and I told her about the kids at the academy were making fun of my forehead, how one boy put glue in my seat, and how the ickiest boy in the academy told me he liked me. Nyoko had just given a sympathy smile and said I was having a bad day. She said that having bad days mean that good days are coming. Then she took off her old raggedy black bandana and gave it to me.

I give a small laugh at the fact that I still have that old bandana. I guess I keep it as a memory, because I never saw after that day. My mother said she'd left to go to the store and I'd been young and stupidenough to believe her. I miss Nyoko alot, she used to be my bestfriend.

It's funny how reminiscing can make you forget that you're having a terrible day. Maybe my good day is starting a little early.

I look above me and the once blue sky had turned an eerie gray color with the scariest clouds.

" Oh shi-," before I could even finish my statement the sky above opened up and decided to give me a little shower.

A big little shower.

I take off at top speed trying to dodge the people in the streets, who are also trying to get out of the rain. I consider jumping from roof to roof, then resolved when the image of me slipping and busting my head came to me. Not a very envious accident I would like to happen.

I finally reached my doorstep and opened the door, and what I saw took about three years of my life.

It may have been the fact my mother was frantically trying to rush my brother upstairs. Or it may have been the sight of my little brother covering his ears from all the yelling. Perhaps it might be the fact that my dad had a rather peeved look on his face and was yelling at the top of his lungs. That might have been it because my dad never gets mad let alone yell. But right now it looked as though the vain in his neck was about to pop. Unfortunately seeing my dad yelling so loud that he might have a heart attack didn't shock me. No, it was the person he was shouting at that made me damn near piss myself. The person sat there with a calm expression on their face. They were slouched rudely in their chair and weren't even fazed by the fact that a man three times their size was screaming in their face. These characteristics were all but to familiar for me, but what really set it off was the old raggedy bandana on their head. It was my older cousin, Haruno Nyoko.

Okay now that you've read this chapter please do not run away screaming because of my oc. She will play a big part but the story is not I repeat not about her, at all. Now that that little facts out of the way please review!

Royelle