Konbonwa! THis is Darkangle speaking and saying FORGET my username(I still love Tobi)!
And in other news;
I don't own Naruto or Akatsuki, however, I would gladly love to help make up plots for it... but I know it won't happen....
SO ANYWAY,
I hope you enjoy Number Three. Please Read and Review!
'Summer; the key to freedom and happiness, to finally rid of the tiring work, but more importantly, it's the season for traveling! Unlike most friends, who would rather spend their hours at a bar or party or other local activities, my friends liked to spend their summer traveling the world. Being that their job pays exceptionally well and that they both enjoy the sense of adventure, they find all the extreme and mildly expensive ways to really have a pleasurable time traveling. Like last summer, they decided to head to North America. They weren't able to see all the states but they were able to view most. New York, California, Florida, and more! My favorite part was when we went water skiing in a non-water skiing zone in Florida, it made it more exhilarating because we had to avoid falling in the water since there were alligators lurking in it. The best part of it all was that they were generous enough to allow me to come along on every single trip they took, even if it meant spending a little extra money. This summer they wanted to focus on South America, go to Brazil, Colombia, and Argentina. So we each get to pick which part we want to visit, I chose Brazil because I want to explore the Amazon Rain Forest, to enjoy the beauty and to run away screaming in terror from the cannibal native Americans!' I softly giggle to myself at the last sentence, imagining our faces etched with terror and running with our hands in the air. More giggles escape my mouth and before I know it, I burst out laughing.
"So you are awake?! We were beginning to think that you had died on us…get dress we need to hurry or we'll miss our flight," Tobi shouted out. Another voice shouted, "Thanks to your lazy ass!" I keep forgetting that I'm not living by myself anymore. Recently, I had been evicted from my apartment due to the fact that I accidently killed the manager's precious kitty. I know I like adventure and gore, but it doesn't mean I purposely like killing cats, it's not my fault that stupid cat decided to run behind my car when I was backing out. Getting off my messy bed, I walked to my closet, opened the door and was quickly buried alive by the overwhelming pile of clothes that I shoved in my closet last Tuesday. When I finally dug myself out, I found a clean, white T-shirt that had a picture of a boy listening to his IPod projecting 'I'm not listening to you' written on it, and slipped it on. Then I dug through the pile until I found some ripped up jeans, quickly smelling them to see if it was acceptable(which it was), I then ran towards the bathroom in a dash hoping that the 'brothers' wouldn't ditch me. That's another funny topic; how Tobi and Itachi are related. The thing is, they didn't believe they were related. It took twelve professional doctors, two historians (I was thinking about the people who keep a record on your entire life, however I don't know the names for them and thus I came up with this name instead -.-), and an entire year to convince the two that they were related, if not, brothers. If you ask them, they'll say that they are probably distant cousins or something like that, I don't know why, but to them being related to each other is disgusting and weird. If I was them I would be like, 'That is so Cool! I could be, like, your evil twin brother or something!' By the time I stopped pondering about the whole 'why they hate being related scenario', I was standing beside Itachi with my bag at hand. "Let's go before the plane leaves us," says Itachi, clearly annoyed at having to wait such a long time for me to get ready. "Hidan, you got everything you need?" asks Tobi while watching me with a stern eye. I quickly mutter a yes and add that we are going to be late. Nodding his head in satisfaction, we walked out the door and into Itachi's car, Tobi lingering behind to lock the door. I sat in the back, watching the two-story house shrink away in the distance as we went farther and farther away from it.
If I had to describe Tobi and who he is, I would say he is a caring, funny, paranoid, crafty person. I mean that in the sincerest emotion I can muster. He cares about a lot of people, even if they hate him. It's not like he doesn't know that they hate him, he does, and it's just that he likes to have an unbiased perspective about them at work. Not at home. Nope, there they are evil, hated creatures from hell, from his point of view. That's also what makes him so funny. Itachi and I work with him on certain projects and we see him helping or working with someone that obviously hates his guts, but either way he's being nice and productive. But at home, he complains about their incompetence and how they bitch and complain so much that he almost wants to bash his head into the desk. Makes me laugh all the time! The real reason though as to why he is nice to them is because the boss notices it, along with the extra work he completes. All he's doing is trying to get a promotion and nobody but Itachi and I know that. And it's not just at work too when he decides to be crafty, the summer before last summer we went to England and he had been able to not only get the guard to talk but also tricked him into telling him where all the important jewels and secret rooms were. He made us promise not to tell a soul, which we kept…reluctantly. The one thing that I hate the most though is when he becomes paranoid. Like right now. We are waiting in line to board the plane; the chance of having to wait for the next one is considerably high, which Tobi doesn't like. He can't sit still, so he paces around in the crowded line, his oversized orange shirt swaying around as he moved around, the silver chains that hung on his black pants moved with him. An annoyed, impatient look plastered on his face, as he turned right again. He turns to Itachi. "What time is it?" he asks, fidgeting a little from stopping his pacing. "It's6:38am, now it's 6:39am, and a minute from now it shall be 6:40am," Itachi mutters while rubbing his eye's and stifling back a yawn by placing his hand over his mouth. Tobi starts pacing again, worry, anger, inpatients easily spotted in his unique crimson eyes. "In a minute the plane will leave and we will have to wait for the next one which is three hours later…," he rasps out, his fingers fidgeting a bit more. There is one more thing I forgot to add about Tobi, he hates being late. He can't stand the idea of being off time on something, it stress's him out and when he is stressed out, he starts to create random and stupid theories as to why he was late. It really bothers him that much. The line moves and I find myself walking onto the plane, I can even hear a sigh of relief escape from Tobi's mouth as we sit down in our respective seats.
Like I mentioned previously, Tobi and Itachi make a really good amount of money since they are the best employees, however they hate flying first class when we travel by plane. They consider it a waste of precious money and even though I wouldn't mind traveling first class, I have to respect their wishes. And the sad part, I always get the seat with a kicking child behind me. Itachi always takes the window and Tobi sits by the alley way while I'm stuck in the middle. A waitress walks by and asks if we want anything to eat, Tobi briefly dismisses the offer to eat and goes back to watching the boring video they are playing about safety, Itachi orders a coke, and I order chocolate milk. I know, instead of getting coke or even beer, I get chocolate milk. Something a child would want not a twenty year old man but, hey, I like it so what and if I look like a child by doing so then whatever. The lady gives me a weird look, but quickly pours the coke and chocolate milk into separate glasses then promptly hands it to us. Then, without another word, she walks away. When I turn to look out the window, I come face to face with Itachi's cup of coke. Before I can utter a word, Itachi quickly says, "A toast to another trip, a wonderful summer, and the new adventures that await us." I raise my cup and clang it with his, we look at Tobi. With a sigh, he pretends to hold a cup in his hand and as he 'clangs' his cup with Itachi's and mine, he makes a small clang sound. Without realizing it, I start giggling again, which made me wait a good thirty minutes before I could swallow my drink without chocking on it. By then, the plane was in the air, flying over cities and towns with their lights shining below us, as if we were so high that we were flying above the stars themselves.
I must have fallen asleep at some point because when I woke up, Itachi and Tobi were fast asleep. It was daytime, I could tell because other people's windows were open and a blue sky and fluffy clouds were painted on them while ours was closed by a little slide down thing made of plastic brown that covered and obscured the light from outside reaching in. After a couple of minutes of browsing the movies and music section on the little T.V in front of me, my mind started to wonder about that one time we were on the plane and Itachi had gotten sick. I remember it like it was yesterday;
We were boarding our plane to China, Tobi was searching for our chairs, I was carrying most of the bags, and Itachi was munching on some chips. The trip wasn't going to be so long, being that China isn't too far from Japan. Around two hours into the flight, Itachi was moaning and groaning about being queasy. Now the first thing you need to know about Itachi is that he never really likes to inform us if he is feeling weak/sick/injured. When he does tell us, it's when he is in bad shape and is escorted into the hospital. And the only reason why he won't tell us before it worsens is because he feels he will lose face. He is a proud man, sarcastic, emotional, but also proud. Like Tobi, he is very caring and can be talkative. He just has some trust issues at times. He's very sarcastic with me and we get into a lot of fights, some are real, mean, brutal fights were we dig out every insult we can muster from our brains then there are the fights were we do it for fun just to get a good laugh for ourselves or get a laugh from Tobi when he is overwhelmed or stressed out. He can be a nice guy altogether, it's just that pride of his that gets in the way of things. Anyways, when the plane landed, we had Itachi go to one of China's nearest hospitals to get Itachi checked. Turned out his stomach need to be pumped and the trip ended very briefly. That entire summer Itachi was totally miserable. I hope nothing devastatingly big happens that may send us wondering about whether the life we lived was true or just a illusion of a female goddess seeking revenge on us for showing disrespect towards her domain…I think I need some sleep, my brain is still fried.
Please Review if you liked it! I'm only going to continue the story if it get's reveiws, so if no one likes it then I'll just let it join my other stories in the 'Unfinished' Trash heap of DOOM!
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I really hoped you enjoyed though, I spent my night writing this. I want to try to finish one story. So ya....
