Disclaimer: Everything, except our OCs and the Earth, belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I'm teaching the Uchihas to make s'mores at the moment. Come back later.

Author's Note: Ughhh...Iris doesn't really like doing the day-to-day upkeep of the story, soooooooo you'll most likely be hearing a lot from me. But, it's Reila again! I'm happy- extra, super happy because I just came back from the beach and I'm catching up with all my friends and it's just been a blast lately! Plus, one of the friends I haven't talked to in a really long time is online right now, so I'm gonna go talk to her and leave you guys to be by yourselves, so be good! Ja ne!

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# The Failures of Shopping #

-x- Molly's POV -x-

Well, the way things turned out, Heather and I never did really get to talk over what happened with us passing out in our world and then freaking waking up in…dare I say, Naruto's world. We were wayyyyy too tired to do thinking of any sort and when we finally got to the Main Branch's section of the compound, I was pretty much lost. Plus then we had to get assigned a room, get clean, and actually find our bedroom (I got lost again); luckily, Neji found us and, very grudgingly I might add, steered us in the right direction. We ended up getting to our room eventually and by the time we got there, neither of us had the strength to talk about anything for a long period of time… or at least until we'd slept off our newest adventure.

As I tumbled onto the futon and put my head on the soft pillow, I thought, What the hell have we gotten ourselves into this time?

When we woke up the next day (thanks to Hinata's insistent knocking; the girl just didn't get that I wasn't going to get up), Hinata brought us breakfast and told us that we were going shopping.

"Yup, okay, thank you," I said, pushing her out of the room so that we could get dressed. "We'll see you in half an hour."

"O-o-okay," Hinata stammered out as I slid the door shut in her face, a little rudely, but hey, she was the one who woke me up. When I turned around, Heather was staring at me accusingly, but I shifted my gaze away.

"Don't look at me like that," I muttered. "It makes me feel like I've done something bad."

"That wasn't very nice Molly," Heather said as she stood up and walked over to her bag, pulling out the extra set of clothes she'd packed in case I decided to drag her back to my house.

"Yes, I know," I mumbled, grumpy still, as I walked over to my duffel and started shifting through it, looking for some clean clothes. "But, well, ya know how I always said that Neji was an ass and Sasuke was gay?"

Heather nodded and my search through my duffel became increasingly more urgent, seeing as I couldn't find my clothes. Heather was already dressed and standing next to the small table that had been brought into our room, along with breakfast.

"Well," I said matter-of-factly, still searching through my duffel desperately, "I dislike Hinata too because she acts like a timid, annoying, little kid all the time, but, I guess she's okay."

"Ah," Heather said, reaching out and grabbing a plate of food and starting to eat slowly with her chopsticks, looking at me curiously. "What're you looking for?"

"Me?" I asked her, as I finally gave up on looking for my clothes.

"Yes, you, who else would I be talking to?" Heather asked, her voice annoyed, but as I snuck a peek at her, she was grinning.

"Yourself," I suggested, straightening out my nightshirt and then starting to walk towards the door.

Heather just shook her head and then looked up at me confusedly, "Where are you going?"

"To steal some clothes from Neji," I said absentmindedly.

"What?!" Heather was freaking…obviously. "Why don't you wear your own clothes? Why do you have to steal some of Neji's?"

"Well," I said, turning around to look at her seriously, despite my still zoned out expression. "I can't steal your clothes because they're too small for me to fit into, Hinata's sense of fashion is not what I'm looking for and I really don't want to stalk her and seem lesbo, and Hanabi's a little young for me to go through and try to actually find some clothes that fit me. So, obviously, Neji is the only one whose clothes I can actually steal."

I turned around again, walking back towards the door.

"Wait," she said, stopping me again as I turned around exasperatedly. "Why do you even need to steal clothes? Why can't you just wear the clothes you brought over to my house?"

"Oh, ummmm," I paused; this next sentence would make me sound like a ditz, which technically I am, but still…. "Weeeell, I actually forgot to bring clothes….."

"You what?!" Heather yelled, eyes wide at my apparent ditziness. "How the hell can you forget to bring clothes to a sleepover?!"

"Weeeeell, I dunno," I answered truthfully, running over to the door now and sliding it open and going out quickly, not really interested in being persecuted for my selective memory. "And if you figure out how, please tell me. Be back in a few!"

So, yeah, then I slid the door shut and ran down the hall, turning the corner before Heather could try and grab me and yank me back in the room. I sighed quietly before smirking; this was the perfect way to get to Neji and annoy him to hell and back.

I reached the hallway outside of Neji's doorway and I paused a moment, deliberating. On one hand, I'd learned that going into boy's rooms was often something that should be avoided; this was learned by experience. First by seeing Heather's brother, Patrick, wandering around shirtless and asking him for things from his doorway, and, secondly, because I had a little brother who threw a fit every time you so much as looked at his stuff… and he was 12. On the other, I really needed some clothes that actually fit.

Never mind about his privacy, I thought, sliding open the door and tromping into Neji's room. I've seen Sasuke's bedroom and I've seen Naruto's, as featured in the manga; it can't be that much worse…

I froze the moment I came in the door and then started freaking out a little.

Oh my god, the little known fact about Hyuuga Neji that I, Molly Tsai, just discovered; he's a freaking OCD freak, I thought nervously as I turned in a slow circle, looking at the perfectly clean room where nothing was out of place. Oh well.

Ten minutes later, I walked out of Neji's room wearing a pair of his clothes that were very large and baggy, but at least they fit to some degree. I wandered into Heather's and my room to find her sitting on the bed, eating my breakfast.

"Hey!" I said, annoyed, snatching away the remains of my breakfast and eating it quickly before Heather could finish it off. Then I asked curiously, "So how do I look?"

I turned in a circle and then looked back at Heather expectantly, laughing at the expression on her face.

"I know it's big Heather, geez," I huffed in fake-anger, grinning the whole time as I wandered back towards my bag to find something to do before we came and got picked up. Sometimes, it felt like I was back to being three years old.

-x- Neji's POV -x-

I sighed as I walked down the halls. "Those two are going to drag me all over the village," I grumbled. I approached the door steadily and was going to slide it open, but decided it would be better to knock. Upon doing so I heard a "come in" from the other side. Molly was sitting on the floor with something that looked like a small wireless green radio. Heather sat on the bed that was near her with a similar device. Molly stuck her tongue out at me. I noticed something oddly...familiar about her wardrobe.

'Wait-' "Are you wearing my clothes?" I asked with a scowl. 'Please say no.'

"Yes, she is," Heather stated quite loudly. Molly glared at her for ratting her out. "She stole your clothes, Neji-san!"

Molly pouted at me, "Pwease, Neji-kun, can I wear your clothes just for today?"

Quite subtly, my eye began twitching as I watched this foreigner sitting on the floor, wearing my clothes.

"And why are you wearing my clothes, Tsai-san?"

She looked up at me curiously and then shrugged, smirking. "Because I can."

I growled immediately, turning away trying to quash my anger so that I wouldn't try and kill this idiot. Kuso, these girls were getting on my last nerves.

Finally, I mumbled to her with a sigh, "Just for today." I didn't want to have to continue this...weird conversation. But these two were the definition of weird. This will be happening more than usual.

"Oi, oi, oi, Neji, Neji, Neji," Heather said with a sly smile. She motioned toward me.

"Nani?" I asked.

"Come here."

"I am here."

"Iie, closer."

I took a few steps forward. "There. Nani?"

"...I'm gonna give you a hug!"

"...eh?"

Heather crashed into me, her head buried in my chest. Wow, okay then. Her arms were around my torso, tight too. I'll give her credit for being the first to catch me off guard in a long time. I glared at Molly, who was cracking up on the floor.

"Aw, come on," Molly laughed, "be nice Neji! Give Heather a hug!" She stood up and nudged me.

I shook my head. "I am not hugging you, Foley-san."

"Aw, pwease, Neji-san!" she attempted to say without laughing. "I wuv you!"

"Oh, hai, I'm sure you do." Sarcasm.

"Please?"

"Iie."

"I'm not letting go."

"You do that."

"Okay!"

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"Fine," I grumbled.

-x- Heather's POV -x-

"Yay!" I jumped up and down. Sugar rushed through my system; I had gotten chocolate out of my bag this morning. Mmm, Hershey's. I bounced to the door, iPod in hand and two slowpokes in tow. "Let's goooo!" I heard whispering behind me:

"Is she alright? She seemed to be the calmer one..."

"She probably ate chocolate to blow off how tired she is. She's gonna fall asleep standing later."

"...Where'd she get chocolate?"

"She keeps it with her."

"...I see."

I turned around and yelled, "I can hear you!" I turned back around and bumped into someone. I apologized quickly and looked up at the one person I did not want to be bumping into. Hyuuga Hiashi.

Shit.

"Ah! Gomen nasai, Hyuuga-sama," I squeaked out quickly as I bowed. I would have kneeled and said a prayer to Jesus that I hadn't upset the higher up if I had the time.

He ignored the incident. "I trust you slept well." It was more of a statement than a question, so I nodded vigorously. Neji and Molly approached behind me.

"Neji," Hiashi said; Neji straightened. "Be sure to get the girls back here before three; Tsunade's sending someone to meet with these two."

Without another word, he continued on his way down the hall and I started breathing again.

He is s-c-a-r-y.

I clung to Molly as I fell backwards. Neji muttered something like, "At least she's calmed down." He turned to walk past us. "Well, come on then."

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'It's so pretty here,' I thought blissfully. I had my iPod in my ears, listening to my absolute favorite band (that's English): I AM Ghost. They rock dude, ROCK. I was singing to myself the song "Civil War and Isolation Thirst."

"I'm so tired it's killing me as she slits my throat with the pen I wrote, 'Civil War' and '13'. Sever the letter. You want it you need it I can't die tonight, oh, no no no no no! And I'm still sober and the bouncers all are dead. With a nightly kiss and the love I missed I will drink tonight! She says, 'Let's put the stake right through our hearts,' to kill all the lonliness, babe, we'll never be apart-"

"What on earth are you singing? What language?" I was interrupted by Neji.

"I Am Ghost. And it's called English, baka."

"Nani?"

"They rock."

Neji shook his head and gave up, eyes peering down the road. We were walking (aimlessly) down the street, Hanabi leading the way. It wasn't too long before we (Molly and I) were pulled into a shop by the young girl. The style was my absolutely favorite of all Japanese styles. This clothing style dominates every other style known to the common man. I'm not sure how Hanabi knew I loved it or if she just made a lucky guess. The style was...

Gothic Lolita

What?! It owns. Alright? Good. Molly and I went crazy in there. It was all so... badass. It owns. I said that already...oh well.

(stuff we picked out)

"Yatta!" Hanabi cheered as I walked out of the dressing room. She tugged on Hinata's sleeve. "See you would look great in clothes like that!" This earned a fast shake of the head from Hinata. "Aw, come on nee-san!"

Molly walked out of the dressing room next to me. I laughed for no apparent reason. "Lookin' good my friend."

She laughed along with me. 'Not lookin' too bad yourself. Turn for me." I turned around for her and she started clapping. "Bravo! You can turn! Do it again!"

"What the crap, Molly?!" She's so confusing sometimes. I looked around to see if there was anything else I wanted. I stop myself. Don't use too much of their money, you shouldn't be using any! Okay, we're good." Oi Neji," I called. He was the one with the cash. "We're ready!"

"Alright," he yelled back. I think he was actually standing outside. He yelled up to us. "Go get undressed." Oh yeah we can't really pay for the clothes with us wearing them.

"Well geez Neji. Talk about straight-forward." That was Molly.

I had never ever seen Neji blush ever…until now.

"You know what I mean!" he yelled and turned around angrily.

I giggled as I turned back into the dressing room. "Stop laughing you two!" Poor Neji.

"You stop laughing or I'll tell Hiashi-sama on you!" Molly doesn't know when to shut up.

"I'm not laughing!"

"Yes you are!"

"…I give up."

"I win!"

I laughed a bit harder before deciding to add in my own inappropriate, yet true, unbelievably true, input. "Molly, don't embarrass him any farther. It looks bad enough that you're walking around in his clothes. I can't even imagine what people rumors are spreading about you two. You've probably ruined his image." I could practically feel Neji freeze on the other side of the door.

"Huh, you're right," she mumbled after a moment; then her tone changed to outraged. "As if I would ever sleep with that….that…THING?! I'm saving my virginity for something worthwhile."

And then she had wandered away to go plot something with Hanabi; I really should've been paying attention when they got so close to that leather.

-x- Neji's POV -x-

"Molly, don't embarrass him any farther. It looks bad enough that you're walking around in his clothes. I can't even imagine what people rumors are spreading about you two. You've probably ruined his image."

I froze immediately at those words. That was worse than Molly's comment earlier, but even worse... it was... true. Never again would I allow her to wear my clothes. I had noticed a few people glancing at the group of us and whispering. I assumed that they were gossiping about our odd newcomers. Could it have been the fact that we were almost dressed exactly alike? It was quite obvious that she had no blood relation to me.

"Huh, you're right... As if I would ever sleep with that….that…THING?! I'm saving my virginity for something worthwhile."

I had gone from extremely nervous to, oddly, very pissed off.

'... Nani? "That thing"? "Something worthwhile"? What the hell is that suppose to mean- "That thing"?!' I was suddenly outraged and felt the urge to beat my "honored guest" within a half inch of her life. I took in a shaky breath to calm down and resume my natural attitude. Easier said than done. As childish as it may be...

I plan on making her pay for that remark later.

-x- Molly's POV -x-

Well, Neji had finally managed to get all of us out of the store, and with everything paid for too. Of course, he had the help of those nice men in security guard's outfits that had picked me and Hanabi up after we had 'accidentally' knocked over a display case of leather on Heather.

Hell yeah, she deserved it.

Right now, we were all wandering down the street aimlessly; Hanabi was dragging Heather and me all over the place to look at different items for sale. She was insisting that we buy every single damned thingin sight, but it was lucky for the Hyuuga family that Heather and I were exacting some self control over ourselves and our young chaperone or else they probably would've been out of a compound and a respectable name by the time we got back. We both did, however, end up with a sizable amount of ninja gear (bandages included for all those nasty cuts and bruises) along with a brand spanking new pair of sandals for each of us- much more suited to the climate than the sneakers I had brought with me.

Neji finally called for a halt at a small restaurant, not the famous Ramen Bar, but somewhere smaller, quieter, much more Neji-like with the feng shui in balance with the universe and whatnot.

"We're eating lunch here," he stated calmly, finally regaining the famous composure that the Hyuuga prodigy had apparently lost somewhere in the course of the morning; he began to move towards the door of the small café.

"Here?" Heather asked after a moment of looking at the outside of the building and then longingly towards the place where she guessed the ramen bar was, making Neji stop to glare at her.

"Hai," was all Neji said before he turned back around to start towards the door.

"OI! NEJI! HINATA! HANABI!" a familiar voice called down the streets as Heather and I reluctantly turned to follow Mr. Grumpy into his restaurant of choice; the voice gave us pause though and we looked up to see who was calling out to our guides.

"OH MY GOD! MOLLY IT'S-"