Hi all! I have a few things to announce and ask.

One: Should Yumi turn out to have a real name and just have used 'Yumi Tarizu' as a cover name?

Two: Should Yumi discover that she has her own 'inner' like Sakura Haruno?

Three: More of a warning. Nothing in the making of what is going to be made actually works! If it does, it's highly coincidental, because I don't want anyone to try it and blame me. Don't die, people.

Four: Um... yeah, that's it for now.

Five: Oh! I'm going to stop disclaiming, because lawyers don't scare me.

ENJOY!

Well, as it turns out, the room stayed cold, and all three of us got sick (some more than others). Soon, all was hurrying to choke us with Tylonol, Advil, Ibuprophen, water, and trying to shove thermometers into our tounges.

This soon was getting annoying, and I refused to take the pills. Then, with an iron grip of Kakuzu, he wrenched my mouth open, dropped pills in, and made me swallow with water. I left the bed and wanted to kick them in the package, but my mucles protested, so I walked and sat on the computer desk.

"Alright, my lovelies~!" I shouted. Everyone gave me a 'What the fuck' look, and I ignored it, as I got it often. "Itachi, go to Reyna's room and get the damn Play-Doh!" I ordered. "Hidan, you go as back up! Kakuzu, scan the hallways. Tobi, same job. Kayla, rest, as with you, Kisame. Zetsu, help out Kakuzu. Deidara and Sasori, same jobs. Pein, keep people sane. Do it now!"

Everyone rushed to their jobs, and Pein walked over to me. "Mind telling me where you're going with this?" he asked.

"Nah, I'll let you figure it out," I taunted, the room suddenly whirling. My body swayed before I fell forward on the carpet. Strength left me.

"It's the fever," the carrot top muttered.

"But Kakuzu just forced-popped pills into my throat!" I complained.

"Yes, but they hadn't started working, idiot!" Sasori seethed. I gathered enough energy to flip him off.

"Fuck you, Pinocchio," I told him.

"Will you help?" he asked.

"Fuck off."

"Who's Off and where can I find them?"

"Off is your grandmother."

"Hey now that's just crossing the line!" He made a move for me, to be stopped by Deidara.

"Now, now, hm. Never assault a girl when she's down, hm!"

"I thought it was 'Never kick a man when he's down' but okay," I commented.

I was grabbed and lifted off the fuzzy carpet, and layed on my bed.

A thermometer was placed under my tounge for about a minute, then taken out.

"One-oh-five point two," he stated. I groaned, that was high. More pills. My stomach roared, demanding food.

There was a package of muffins, Little Debbie Zebra Cakes, strawberry Poptarts, and a Hostess Twinkie.

I just about raped them, Kisame and Kayla getting the same food.

I felt a helluva lot better, and was able to get my strength back. But, Ol' Blue was already up and about.

"Hey, Kisame?" I began sweetly, walking up to him once I had gotten up. He looked down at me, puzzled.

"Yeah?" he replied.

"How come you're so tall?" I asked. He burst out laughing.

"I'm not tall, you're just sho-" before he could finish his sentence...

CRUNCH

"Rule one of life, never mess with those smaller than you," I informed him. He was clutching his 'mini-Kisame' in pain. I then felt bad for him and hugged him.

"You're bipolar, or like Zetsu," Pein noted. I glared him.

"Don't ruin my moment, Magneto Man!" I growled, turning into a temporary demon. Then I turned into my loving self.

"Damn, hm. If only she was like that all the time," Deidara said to himself. I ignored it and continued hugging the Skyscraper.

The blue man's muscles tensed, then I was lightly pushed to Deidara. They all exchanged glances. Kayla and I were shifted to behind beds, hence there was no space between the floor and bed for us to crawl under.

"Orochimaru?" Kayla asked quietly. I listened closely to the floor.

Thud, thud, thud,pat, clatter.

"Shit, I dropped another one!"

"No," I told her, standing up. "Guys, chill out! It's only Hida' and 'Tachi!"

All of them relaxed. But then Sasori looked at me. "How could you tell?" he demanded. I wagged my finger at him and giggled.

"I have my secrets," I teased. Kisame groaned.

"Tell us!" the tall one said. Then I took my turn to groan.

"These floors aren't very good for keeping sound in as far as the hallway goes. Anyone can listen to who goes down the halls merely by placing their ear against the dorm's floor and listening carefully. Hidan dropped a canister of Play-Doh and cursed before he picked it up, signaling that he is with Itachi as well, so they both got the necessary items they were sent to get," I explained.

"But you never heard Itachi's voice, hm," Deidara pointed out.

"Quite contrary," I said in my best British accent. "After Hidan cursed, Itachi sighed and continued, only for a canister to fall out of his own grip, then he gave a frustrated 'Hn', picked it up, then continued." I placed my ear back to the floor. "Itachi should enter right... now." And the door opened, Itachi waltzing in carrying seven cylinders of colorful Play-Doh. "Then Hidan is... here." Hidan rushed into the room, tripping and falling, releasing eight plastic cans of Play-Doh.

Pein flipped open a phone (where I called him a lucky bitch) and called everyone else and they soon came into attendance.

"Everyone," Pein began, claiming the attention of everyone. "Yumi has announced that we now have access to the halls from our very own rooms."

"Bullshit!" Hidan shouted.

"Yumi?" the orange head said. I nodded and walked forward a few steps.

"Hidan, did you drop a canister of the Play-Doh, then walk over to it, saying 'shit, I dropped another one'?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"What the- yeah, I did. But how the fuck did you hear that?"

I stayed silent, but walked over to him. "Put your ear to the floor," I ordered him. He obeyed, then I whispered in Zetsu's ear, telling him to go into the hallway and whisper 'Do you hear me'. He nodded and stalked out the room.

After waiting, Hidan shot up. "Holy fuck that's creepy!" he proclaimed. He then turned to me. "So bitch, how does it work?"

"For the love of crackers and flowers, I don't want to repeat myself!" I snapped.

Silence hung in the air, letting my statement sink in. "Shall we do whatever it is needed?" Kakuzu finally asked, silence dispersing.

"Right!" I said. I pointed at the two 'artists'. "You two, look under the TV for Lysol." Deidara shuddered in rememberance of five hours ago. Thus, I called him a wuss and told him to get the fuck over it and get the damn Lysol. "Kisame, reach into the cabinet up there and get vinegar and baking soda."

"Pein, use my ramen bowl in the sink and rinse it out and bring it to me along with the Play-Doh." He obeyed. I started popping open all of the different colors and started squishing them together

Once I got eight down, I poured some baking soda in it until the gray-colored dough was now a powdery light gray.

After I added the rest of the Play-Doh, the Lysol was sprayed on the surface of the lump of disgusting looking clay for children.

"What is this supposed to do exactly, hm?" Deidara, the 'pyromaniac' of the group asked. I sighed.

"Deidara, being experienced with explosives, you should be able to tell," I sighed.

"No, I've never seen this kind of a bomb honestly, hm," he confessed.

"Ah, that, my friend, is true. I made this bomb when I was a kid, and I never forgot the 'recipe' of it since."

"Well, I do have experience with Play-Doh bombs, but none of the likes of these. I have gunpowder stashed in my bag to create my art, and I also know that Play-Doh, as with everything, explodes if you give it enough." Okay, that was just creepy.

"You're fifteen-"

"Sixteen," he corrected. I stared at him.

"I see. So that makes you the oldes-"

"Youngest, hm," he corrected again.

"Oh..." was all I was to hide my shock. "Get the gunpowder."

A few minutes later, black powder was displayed in a small flask. I wasn't even gonna ask how he got it in the school.

"How's this panning out?" Kayla brought up, breaking her silent streak.

"It'll be your average bomb, though it will also be different. After the fuse reaches the shell, a small explosion will go off within it, releasing vinegar, causing the baking soda to react, and in one last explosion, the shell explodes and he's got nasty Play-Doh all over his pale face," I explained.

Deidara was silent for a moment, then smiled. "That will be one of the most humorous art displays you can make with the resources we have."

I hit my first to my chest, proud. "Pretty genious, if I do say so my self!"

"So, how do we get it in there?" Kisame asked. I smiled evily.

"I have my ways," I chuckled.

"Yumi, you're scaring me," Kayla joked.

"Good, good. As long as I scare the shit out of people, none shall surpass me, not even Orochimaru."

All turned to stare at me.

"I think you need to seriously go to a doctor," Itachi suggested. I glared at him.

"No, you need to see Doctor Phil and a tan!" I retorted, feeling as if I had drank Red Bull.

All was silent. Then I turned my attention to the bomb.

After setting the damn thing up

We finally finished it, but I suddenly got silent.

"Yumi? What's wrong?" Kayla asked. I shook my head.

"I dunno. I guess I'm just nervous or something..." I told her. She hooked her arm around my neck and pointed to an invisable object.

"Don't worry, fellow comrade! We shall kick Pedo-Creeper Snake's ass, and his little bitch too!" she proclaimed. I laughed, feeling a bit better.

"Kayla, Orochimaru might be after you too, so stay in our dorm until this whole mess is through," I said. Kayla cocked her head.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because, eleven against two makes for a helluva lot chance intead of one against two," I explained.

She nodded eagerly, glancing in the direction of Itachi, blushing slightly. I nudged her gut with my elbow. "And I can probably get you and Itachi to share a bed," I teased. She freaked out and almost tackled me. "Yo, 'Tachi! Get your blind ass over here!" I called. The Uchiha walked over here, a confused look crossing his eyes.

"What is it, Yumi?" he asked.

"Kayla here is going to be in our room 'till our whole mess with Oro is done, and I was wondering, can you two share a bed so almost everyone gets a bed?"

He shrugged. "Hn, I guess." Then he walked off. I looked at the clock, realizing that it was nine. And as if Pein read my mind, he announced that we should get to bed to regain energy, especially Kayla, Kisame, Hidan, and me.

"On top of that, Yumi nor Kayla will not sleep alone," he announced. And of course, Hidan was first to offer to share a bed with me. He walked over and placed his elbow on my head, smiling victoriously.

"Hey Kakuzu, guess who doesn't have to share a bed with your old ass?" he taunted. I looked at him.

"Who would want to share a bed with another person of the same sex?" I asked. And, of course, his perverted mind started working.

"You want to do it, then?" he asked, hopes getting up. Sadly, all balloons deflate.

"No, I meant sex as in gender," I corrected. He mumbled a 'damn', walking to my bed. He gave me a 'come hither' look, but I followed of my own will. We both crawled in the small bed, my back to him.

"Good nigh-" he began to mumble.

"Touch my boobs and you're dead," I warned before drifting to sleep.

Another source of heat met mine. My eyes cracked open to see Deidara's form, smirking.

"Touch my boobs or ass or anywhere else, and no one gets babies," I threatened. Both men stiffened.

"Fine, fine," they both mumbled. I was then shifted to face a probably jealous Hidan, an almost repeat of this morning.

Good night, everyone.

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