Lesson 3: Ninja's and Dirty Jokes Don't Mix.

(Relationships between everybody might vary between lessons)

Poor Sakura was stuck trying to arrange things in the fridgemarateratron, which I still can't figure out what it's called, while Kuro-pon and Syaoran went out training, and I did laundry. I had already finished, and was just waiting for the man most fun to annoy to come back, and thinking of devious plans to put into action once everybody was back inside our borrowed home.

I had suddenly thought of a couple very good sayings and jokes that could push my favorite ninja over the edge and quickly scribbled them down in the recent notebook I had started, which just so happens to now be the book you are currently reading, and stood up from my bed to go put it away, and then go see how Sakura was doing.

As I walked out of the bedroom, I saw the door to the house being opened, revealing a very exhausted Syaoran, who simply walked in, smiled at the princess, told her he was fine and not hurt, and then headed off to his room, and a very bored Kuro-chu, who looks like he barely worked up a sweat.

Sakura, who doesn't seem to have noticed me yet and is still determined to make everything fit, backed away from the machine. She sighed, looking down at a bottle of sake she was holding. "It's too big! It won't fit!"

I decided to see if one of my jokes would work at that moment, and I stepped forward, out of the hallway. "That's what he said." I walked by Sakura, and as soon as I was past her, far enough for her not to see me, I pointed at the ninja casually.

He growled, obviously knowing what I meant, and the princess turned around. "That's what who said?"

The black haired man glared at me. "You better not answer her." He walked past me and into his room.

"Fai-san, did you see someone today without me?" She walked over to me and stared wide eyed.

I smiled mischievously. "Never mind, Sakura-chan. It's just a joke between me and Kuro-kun."

"Yea, a PERVERTED joke!" a yell was heard through the house from my favorite anger management failure's room.

Sakura started blushing like mad, still not quite getting the joke, but feeling embarrassed, anyway, just because she asked about it. She quickly turned quickly back around and headed back over to the fridge, trying to get completely focused with her task without thinking about things she shouldn't.

I, who quickly got bored of watching Sakura fumble over everything as her mind wandered to the naughty thoughts of what the joke could have meant, wandered in front of the ninja's bedroom.

"Kuro-koo, can I come in?" I asked, certainly with a smile that could put the Cheshire Cat's to shame.

"No."

"Please, Kuro-pie?" I leaned against the door. "Pretty please?"

"Screw you."

I started snickering. "But Kuro-pii, I thought you were mad at me! Make up your mind, Kuro-don!"

"DAMNIT, STOP IT WITH YOUR FUCKING JOKES AND LEAVE ME ALONE."

I had to cover my mouth to prevent myself from bursting out laughing. "That's not what you said last –"

"Fuck. You."

Finally, my legs collapsed, and I fell down giggling. "K-kuro-tan!" I stuttered, trying to catch my breath. This was just too much fun. "T-that's not p-possible when I'm locked out of your room."

He sighed, and I knew he would be pissed at me for days after just for this.

He really doesn't appreciate all the hard work I put into making these jokes.

Ironically, the next world we visited used 'your mom' and 'that's what she said' as a common everyday joke.

Of course, that's a list of obituaries for another day.

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