Hey, people! Thanks for all the reviews! PROPS! I haven't updated in a while because of Quiz Bowl, but hey, at least we took third place in the Bridgeport tournament!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or If We Were a Movie by Hannah Montana, and I WISH I owned Panic! At The Disco. Wow...such shameless rip-offing T.T
Yay! LET THE CHAPTER BEGIN!!
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Morgan and Dayna ran through the Leaf Village streets, or rather, Dayna ran through the streets, dragging a protesting Morgan behind her.
"And that's the flower shop; What's up, Ino? The ramen bar; Naruto, five bowls is ENOUGH! The new Chuck E. Cheese... place of all evil, Chuck E. Cheese..."
"Dayna, STOP!!!" Morgan cried. "It's five-thirty. We have to get back to the hotel to meet Lee and Gaara for dinner!"
"Oh, yeah...what do you think of Gaara, by the way?" Dayna said.
"Uh...well...I..." Morgan stuttered, blushing "He's a loser and I hate him!" she said, a little too loudly.
"Sure," Dayna said, looking at the blushing sand kunoichi. "Lets just get back to the hotel,"
Five minutes later, Morgan had changed out of her black tee shirt an black cargo capris, and had put on a black denim mini skirt and a black top with slits in the sides, that showed the lime green camisole underneath. She had about ten minutes before she had to go meet Gaara in the lobby, so she picked up the guitar she had brought, and began to sing.
Gaara had decided to go to the lobby a little bit early, but as he was walking down the hallway, he noticed a door standing slightly ajar. Upon closer inspection of the door number, he realized it was Morgan's room. He stood there for a minute, and suddenly a clear soprano voice emanated from the crack in the slightly open door.
If we were a movie, you'd be the right guy,
I'd be the best friend you'd fall in love with in the end.
We'd be laughing, watching the sunset, fade to black,
show the names
play that happy song.
Morgan finished the song, thinking 'Wow, that describes the situation I'm in pretty well, actually,'. She sighed, looked up, and found Gaara staring at her.
"AGH! What the heck?!" she yelled "What are YOU doing here?!"
"Uh...I don't...I was walking... You have a really pretty voice," he stuttered, and, was he blushing
"Whatever, loser, just don't tell anyone that I write preppy stuff like that, I have a reputation to keep!...And...thank you...for complementing me, my voice isn't really that great," Morgan said softly, and involuntarily turning bright red. "Let's just get going already."
Two minutes later, the pair of sand shinobi were standing in the lobby. Dayna and Lee walked inside the lobby hand in hand, and giggling profusely.
"Come on, people, we're leaving!" Dayna exclaimed
"Coming," Morgan called, but as she began walking over to Dayna, she tripped, falling spectacularly, spilling the contents of her purse all over the floor.
"CRAP!" she yelled, and started to pick up all the things that had scattered over the floor. "You guys go ahead, I'll follow you," she said.
"Here, I'll help you," Gaara said, kneeling down and picking up a few tubes of lipgloss. The two had almost everything picked up in a matter of seconds, and simultaneously reached for a stray compact mirror. Their hands touched, and they each backed away from the mirror, blushing intensely.
"OK, if you two can regain normal skin color, we can go to Chuck E. Cheese, now," Lee laughed.
"Chuck...E...WHAT?!" Dayna shouted. "NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT! YOU CAN NOT MAKE ME GO, LEE!" she yelled .
"Wanna bet?" Lee asked, and promptly grabbed her by the wrist and started to drag her out of the lobby.
"No...NO!...MORGAN, HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Dayna screeched at the top of her lungs. The group had been walking down the street, with Dayna kicking and screaming the whole way, for five minutes. Finally, they saw the facade of Chuck E. Cheese at the end of the street. Dayna had stopped screaming, realizing that she couldn't get away from this proverbial heck of a restaurant.
"I think we should sit...over there," Lee said, leading them all to the only open table in the place.
Suddenly, the group saw something come up behind Dayna. It was someone in a Chuck E. Cheese costume. "Oh, dear Lord," Lee sighed, knowing it was too late
"HEY, KIDS!" the random dude in the Chuck E. Cheese suit yelled. Dayna's eyes widened to almost the size of dinner plates, and, very slowly, she turned to face the giant rodent.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Dayna screamed. She sprinted away from the mouse as fast as she could, and dived into the ball pit. Lee ran after her, and sat down on the edge of the pit.
"Dayna chan, what is wrong?"
"HE'S GONNA EAT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Dayna yelled, her voice muffled by the plastic spheres.
"Uh...Chuck E. Cheese wants to eat you...riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight," Lee sighed. "Dayna, just come out of the ball pit."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! THE MOUSE IS HOMICIDAL!"
"Fine, if you need me I will be with Morgan and Gaara," Lee said, and walked away.
After a dinner of soda, burnt pizza, and gummy bears, Lee said that he would stay until Dayna resurfaced from the ball pit. Morgan just pulled her headphones out of her purse, deciding to listen to Panic! At The Disco until Dayna came out of the pit. Gaara just... leaned up against a wall...waiting. But, as you can guess, he soon got bored, and went to make sure that she wouldn't hear the conversation that he was about to start. She was mouthing the words to "I Write Sins, Not Tragedies", and he could hear music from two feet away, so he figured he was safe.
"Hey, Lee... I... Um... need advice," Gaara said.
"Sure, I need a way to pass time anyway," Lee snickered. "Shoot."
"Well, there's this girl...and..."
"Stop right there," Lee said. "I knew this would happen.; If you like someone, just ask her out."
"WHAT?! I can't do that, are you insane? Do you honestly think I could pull that off? How would that work?!" Gaara whispered.
"Yes, yes, and trust me, it will all work out on its own," Lee said, answering all the questions at once. "And, by the way, Morgan loves punk rock, and there is a concert tomorrow," he said nonchalantly, and walked off . Gaara was out the door, headed off to buy tickets to a certain concert, within minutes.
Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the arcade, Morgan was leaning over the edge of the ball pit. "Dayna," she said quietly.
"What," came the muffled reply.
"Houston, we have a boy problem," Morgan whispered, thinking about how comical she must have looked, talking to a ball pit.
"It's OK, I think Gaara already likes you, he'll ask you out eventually," Dayna's muted reply came.
"WHAT?! Who says that I like him, and not someone else?!" Morgan said in a deadly whisper.
"Oh puh-lease, it's so obvious it's funny," Dayna said. "The blushing, the avoiding thing, the whole 'I hate him' act. It's borderline hilarious."
"Fine, just keep your mouth shut. And Dayna..."
"Yes?"
"Come out of the ball pit."
"NO! THE MOUSE WILL EAT ME!"
Morgan just sighed and put her headphones on again. About two minutes later, she felt a familiar tap on her shoulder. "What do you want, loser?" she asked without turning around.
"Well, Emo...I mean, Morgan... I was wondering...Uh...I have these concert tickets for tomorrow...Uh...Well... Doyouwanttogototheconcertwithme?" Gaara said, rushing the last sentence.
"Uh...Pardon?" Morgan said.
"Do you want to go to the concert with me?" Gaara said, more slowly
"Like...on a date?" Morgan questioned.
"..."
"Well?"
"... I guess that's what I mean."
"YES! YES! A THOUSAND TIMES YES!" Morgan yelled, throwing her arms around Gaara "Whoa! This concert has been sold out for weeks! Where on Earth did you get these?!"
"Uh...Internet?" Gaara said, not wanting to tell her that the patented Gaara Death Glare© had been used to scare the girl at the ticket counter out of the last two tickets.
"Wow, I didn't know Fandango did concert tickets..." Morgan said, staring at the ticket, not caring how ditzy she sounded. At that moment, Dayna's head poked out of the ball pit.
"Did I just hear what I thought I heard?" She said.
"Yeah," Morgan said, blushing.
"Well, in which case COME ON!" Dayna said, jumping out of the ball pit. "We have to figure out hair, makeup, clothes... So much primping, so little time!"
Morgan knew there was only one way to get Dayna to stop yammering. "Hey, Dayna, I won something for you in that claw machine..."
"Aw, arigato, Morgan chan!" Dayna said, holding out her hands to get the gift.
"It's a... CHUCK E. CHEESE PLUSHIE!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Dayna screamed, diving back into the ball pit.
For once in a life time, Lee was seen with his own personal death glare...dang, scary...but, even scarier, the group heard a small chuckle from the back of the room. A certain stoic redhead was sitting in a chair...chuckling. Then snickering. And, finally, breaking into a hysterical laugh. Everyone else joined in, except Dayna, who was still cowering at the bottom of the ball pit. The rest of the group of friends continued laughing...to the point that Lee and Morgan had tears running down their faces, and Gaara couldn't breathe.
"Dayna chan, I am BEGGING you, the place is already closed, COME OUT OF THE BALL PIT!" Lee said.
"Fine..." Dayna whispered, and climbed out. The four ninjas walked off into the night, accept this time one more pair of people were holding hands.
A/N: Well, that took a while! Please review, I wrote 'till my fingers BLED! I'll try to update soon, next chapter will be Morgan getting ready for the concert, more mountain dew, and other insanity! PLEASE REVIEW! I BEG YOU!