DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto, any characters affiliated, the 'Are we there yet' game (much fun. Very annoying.), being annoyed, calm chi, 'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH', a firepit (though, now would be nice, because this school is frigid), family ties, but I do own the fact that Bikto is a jerk. There. I said it. That felt good...

A/N: I will now be updating every other school day, starting today, with two chapters each. Why? Because now I have a way to procrastinate working on homework during my spare: I'll just work on posting! The only problem is, the story will go up much, much faster. ...oh well! Makar and Nabooru are on my side!

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

Sigh. "No."

Korii rubbed the bridge of his nose irritably. Bikto and Michiko had been going on like this for about two hours. It wasn't even lunch, and already he wanted to kill something.

"Are we there yet?" Bikto asked again, knowing full well what the answer was.

"Let me hit him. Just once! Please?" Kiba whispered to Michiko and Deniizu thought to Korii.

"No. Focus on your duty in the mission," came both of the answers.

"Screw this mission; that Chatora bastard has it coming," Kiba whined, along with Akamaru.

Michiko shared a look with Aramis, who was walking beside her.

"You can deal with Porthos' antics, which are five times worse than this, but you can't deal with him?" Michiko asked, she and Pooriin grinning.

"Damn Chatora," Kiba grumbled, wiping the smiles off of both the girls' faces.

"Keep in mind what I said earlier, Kiba," Kurenai said from her place beside Bikto, "Treat it as emotional training."

Emotional training starting at level 25, Deniizu thought, but kept the thought to herself.

There was a miraculous 43 seconds of complete silence aside from footsteps and dogs sniffing the terrain, and then...

"Are we there yet?" Bikto asked, smirking.

"No," Michiko answered, thinking, I must have patience. A good medical ninja has patience. Calm your chi...why is Bikto such a jerk? No, no. Calm your chi.

"Are we there yet?"

"No," Michiko answered, once again calm.

"Why do you keep answering him?" Goudon asked Michiko, and Pooriin glanced back to show that she wanted to know too.

"You heard earlier. I didn't answer, and he kept asking over and over again in louder voices until I did," Michiko shrugged.

"I admire your patience," Goudon said sincerely, and his white cat gave her a look that said she agreed.

Michiko smiled weakly, but she believed she wouldn't last before lunch. Inel glanced at her in the corner of his eye before looking into the trees again; he knew Michelle, and Michelle didn't have perfect calm.

"Are we there yet?"

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH! "No."

Approximately 45 minutes later...

"Are we there yet?"

Bikto knew he was winning; Michiko's voice had been starting to shake each time she answered.

"N-no..." Michiko whispered, desperately trying to calm down.

Relax. Linda from back home is much worse than this, Michiko thought to herself.

"Are we there yet?"

"No," she answered, this time in a firm tone.

"Are we-"

"No."

Uh-oh...Korii thought, The end is near; she's interrupting him.

Bikto chuckled maliciously to himself before asking again.

"Are we there yet?"

"No!" Michiko looked completely livid, then she smoothed her features, "No, we are not there yet."

Michelle, stop, Deniizu thought into her friend's head, If you pop, you lose all the respect that you got from Kurenai. Inel-sensei will understand, we as your friends will understand, Goudon will understand, Bikto won't care, but if you lose your temper now, you will no longer be on Kurenai's good side.

...Thanks, that helped, Michiko thought, totally serene now.

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

Bikto blinked; he thought he had made some headway. What happened?

Good, Kurenai thought, Kiba is only staying in line because Michiko is. We may be able to last until lunch. Just 10 more minutes, Kiba.

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

How can you do that? Kiba wondered, completely seething inside, I'd have slugged him two hours ago.

"Aniki," Pooriin whispered to Goudon, "My feet hurt. When do we stop?"

"How much longer do we have, Shino?" Goudon asked.

"Just a few more minutes," Shino deadpanned.

"How many exactly?" Goudon probed.

"Eight minutes and 43 seconds," Shino answered after glancing at his watch.

"Ok..." Pooriin said, trying not to think about her feet.

Can't we stop early? Kiba thought, knowing by overhearing that Pooriin's feet hurt, then shook his head, Of course not. The Chatora can keep going another eight minutes. ...why can't I be mad at her?

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

The next 8 minutes and something seconds passed without any more event, other than Bikto's repeating, inane question. Finally, Korii called for a halt. Keeping Deniizu in the front, he led the group off the path to a clearing that had just enough room for all of them to sit around the firepit that was in the center of a square of logs. Kiba and the dogs could hear a stream running in the forest that was just to the west of the clearing.

"This is a nice place," Michiko commented, looking around, "Very convenient."

"My old team did a lot of long-range missions for about four years," Korii explained, "So I know where some of the good resting places are in this country."

"Cool," Deniizu nodded, "Are we allowed to get out of formation now?"

Korii nodded, and the five genins sighed in relief.

"Thank you," Michiko breathed, slouching and running to the edge of the firepit before first falling onto her knees, then flopping onto her stomach.

"Are you that tired?" Korii asked, dropping his backpack unhurriedly and sitting on a log.

"It's the 'are we there yet'," Michiko mumbled into the grass, "I loathe the 'are we there yet'..."

"You're so weird," Pooriin teased, laughingly.

Michiko and Hinata laughed with her, while Deniizu and Korii smiled (we don't know about Shino...it's that collar...), but Kiba left silently to get water from the river so Michiko could cook. He wanted to smile, but...

"Chatora," he whispered vehemently to Akamaru, who was following him, "How can she be a Chatora?"

Lookit me, I'm Kiba! I'm angsty! Like an angsty hobbit! ...don't question it...

"Wow!" Bikto exclaimed, first tasting the soup Michiko had made.

Michiko, Hinata, Kiba and Pooriin looked up expectantly. Could it be that he was going to say something positive for a change?

"What?" Deniizu asked, still eating.

"This soup!" Bikto answered enthusiastically.

The abovesaid four leaned forward, as Bikto chose his words carefully. The rest of the group stayed focused on their own bowls; they knew what was coming.

"...Yeah?" Michiko prompted.

"This soup...it sucks," Bikto said, narrowing his eyes.

The four friends watched as the wild-eyed 15-year-old slowly emptied his bowl onto the ground beside him; Kiba was seething, Pooriin looked annoyed, and Michiko and Hinata both looked downcast.

"That was uncalled for, Bikto," Goudon said in an annoyed tone.

His brother merely ignored him and held out his bowl towards Michiko as Porthos and the red tabby sniffed the now-wasted food in the grass.

"More, please," Bikto said calmly.

Michiko's eye twitched, then she smoothed her features, stood up, and serenely walked away from the group towards the river.

"Don't eat that, Porthos," she said over her shoulder, "That slime over there touched it."

Porthos growled at the food, then he and his brothers went to join Michiko. Goudon and the red tabby looked at each other, then both followed after the dogs.

"Hey, aren't you going to stay with me?" Bikto called to his brother's retreating back, "What happened to family ties?"

Then Pooriin did something amazing.

"Yeah, what happened to family ties?" Pooriin asked, in a fierce tone of voice that surprised all present.

Michiko and Goudon turned just fast enough to see Pooriin jump up, march over to Bikto, and slam her bowl upside-down onto his head hard enough for them to hear a loud 'THUNK'. Akamaru and D'Artagnan whined and covered their faces with one paw, as Kiba's jaw dropped open. Deniizu half-choked on a bit of potato, and Shino froze with his spoon halfway to his mouth. Hinata slowly covered her mouth with one hand, as Inel dropped his spoon and Kurenai only stared. Goudon slowly raised his arm and pointed at his brother, stunned, and Michiko didn't realize that Aramis and Athos were now eating out of her bowl; she was frozen on the spot.

"You're a jerk!" Pooriin yelled into his face, as soup dribbled down after going through his hair.

Korii was the only one who seemed unaffected by this turn of events.

"...I think that's enough break time," the teen Hyuuga said after a moment, calmly getting up with his eyes closed, "Ok, everybody, pack up," he opened his eyes and looked at Bikto, as if seeing his state for the first time, "Bikto, get that off your head. You look ridiculous."

The rest of that day, Bikto stayed silent.

A/N: Bikto is a jerk. He must die.

Pooriin: Does he die?

A/N: ...I can't tell you that.

Pooriin: (disappointed) Aw...

A/N: ...um...isn't he your brother? Shouldn't you not want him to die?

Pooriin: (shifty eyes) Oh yeah...

A/N: (edges away from Pooriin) Um...please review! Oh! And Ruroni has something to say!

Ruroni: YO review or I kill you.MWAHAHAHA.

Esperwen: ...that's not what you said you'd say.

Ruroni: Oh ya. K...so here's the thing.I want to know who made the more popular characters.So I want you guys to vote,in your review,for who you think is the coolest OC.

Esperwen: Eh...I don't like 'OC'. Say 'Original Character'.

Ruroni: Fine.Original charater.

Esperwen: So...yeah! Please review!