2

Yuki

"Tadaima!" Kyoko yelled. "I brought food!"

"Oh, thank God," Amaya muttered. "We won't have to suffer through Curomi's cooking."

"You're such a pessimist," Aridoku rolled her eyes. "For all we know, Curomi could be the best cook of all! That would explain why Naruto's so fat!"

That earned her a stare from both Amaya and me, to which she finally sighed and said, "Alright, she sucks."

"Where's Kida and Curomi?" Kyoko asked, sitting down at the dining room table. Her lips were pulled into a frown, and her dark eyes concerned. Almost instantly, her skin went from the pale color of her disguise to her normal dark skin tone. She sighed in relief, glad to be in her own skin again -- literally. She hated using the illusions for long periods of time, even if it was for our safety.

"Probably with their boyfriends," Aridoku shrugged.

"We can't really talk without them," I sighed. "I think it's time to move…"

"Finally," Amaya said. "We've stayed for too long as it is."

"Yeah," Aridoku agreed. "Yuki says Shikamaru might be onto us."

"What?!" Amaya exclaimed. "Seriously?!"

"I don't know," I shrugged tiredly, "He just keeps looking at me weirdly. And with his IQ, I don't think it's a crush."

"In other words," Kyoko said lightly, "Could you have your shadows keep tabs on him?"

"Why don't you just read his mind?"

"Shikamaru needs to be thinking about what he's learned for me to be able to know if he's onto us," She replied. "Sorting through his memories is unnecessarily rude, and if I ask him what he knows, he's bound to be suspicious."

"We need to leave," Amaya said finally. "My shadows can only observe him, not know what he's thinking."

"We'll talk about it when Kida and Curomi get here," The oldest out of us -- Kyoko -- decided, chewing on her onigiri.

We stayed in silence. Aridoku finished her food first, and for dessert ate chocolate pudding. Kyoko wrinkled her nose.

"That looks like shit." She said.

"You look like shit," Aridoku shot back.

"You racist bastard," She muttered.

We laughed. Aridoku choked on her pudding, giving her a glare. "You set me up for that, you biotch!"

"I couldn't help myself," She grinned, "It was too quiet."

Kida came a while later, having already eaten. By that time Amaya had started to grow worried, sending out her shadows to look for Curomi.

"She's probably with Naruto, Amaya," Kida rolled her eyes, "Don't worry."

"We don't know that." Kyoko said, holding up one finger, "She could have been kidnapped, raped by Naruto, and/or --"

"That's not funny," Amaya glared.

"Sorry," She coughed.

We heard Curomi's light footsteps when she got home, almost a half hour later. "Tadaima!" She yelled.

"Where were you?!" Amaya exclaimed. "We've been waiting for you for forever!"

"Sorry," She shrugged. "I was with Naruto."

"Well, now that we're all here," I trailed off. "Let's talk."

"About what?" Kida asked.

"It's time to go," Kyoko replied nonchalantly. "Aridoku and I were thinking about the Snow Village --"

"What?!" Curomi exclaimed.

"It's dangerous," I explained. "I think Shikamaru might be onto us."

"You're just paranoid!" Kida frowned. "I don't want to leave."

"Guys --" Amaya said.

"No!" Curomi yelled, "Why can't we stay? A few more months?"

"We gave you four extra months, Curomi," Aridoku sighed. "It's seriously time to leave."

"But I think we're safe here!" Kida defended. "Konoha's so far away!"

"You just want to stay because of Kiba," Kyoko snorted quietly, "If we were anywhere else you won't be objecting."

"We've moved four times in the past four years," Curomi sighed, "I'm tired of it."

"It's not safe to stay in the same place for too long," Amaya patted her shoulder sympathetically, "Maybe we can come back in a couple years --"

"Years?!" Kida exclaimed. "No! I'm staying!"

"Me too," Curomi nodded.

"What are they to you?" Kyoko stared at them, frowning, "What makes you want to stay so badly?"

"I really like him," Curomi whispered.

"Enough to fight with us about our safety?" I glared, hurt coloring my tone a little.

"You guys are paranoid!" Kida said, "We're safe here!"

"We're leaving, Kida," Kyoko replied, "It's final."

"Correction," She shook her head, "I'm not leaving Konoha. You can go if you want."

Amaya stood up from her seat, slamming her fists on the table. Her eyes went black as she glared at Curomi and Kida.

"You're breaking up the Daughters of Kami…for two boys?" She hissed, struggling to keep her cool. Kyoko stood up as well, patting her shoulder, trying to soothe her with her mind control technique. Worry was evident in her brown eyes, and I'm sure they mirrored mine.

"I'm not breaking up the Daughters of Kami," Kida whispered, "If we stay…"

"We're not staying!" Aridoku exclaimed. "Our decision is final!"

"Then our decision is, too!" Curomi yelled angrily, "We're staying!"

"Fine!" Aridoku yelled.

"Fine!" She yelled back.

"FINE!"

"FINE!"

I stayed quiet, turning on my heels and heading upstairs. No one had said anything, but the four of us had been packed, ready to leave, for a while now. Our resignation and relocation scrolls were ready, as well.

We always packed light, no matter where we went. Any extra belongings were either sold or left for the next owners of the house.

I passed by Kyoko on my way downstairs. A deep frown was set on her face, and her dark skin tone seemed to accentuate her foul mood.

"I'll be ready in a minute," She whispered as she past by me. "Amaya and Aridoku will be down soon, as well."

"I'll meet you at the gates," I said, "I have to give in our relocation scrolls."

"Be sure to cross off Kida's and Curomi's names, then." She murmured.

"Alright."

Curomi was clutching her jacket when I left through the front door. She was going to Naruto's, I mused, then chuckled bitterly. What was so special about him and Kiba, anyway? Did they matter to them so much that they were willing to break up the Daughters of Kami, the group that had defined us since we were little?

Apparently so.

"Shizune," I said as I entered the Hokage Tower.

"Hi, Yuki-san," She smiled. "How can I help you?"

"Here are my relocation and resignation scrolls," I said. "We're leaving."

"So soon?!" She exclaimed. "You've been here a little more than a year!"

"That's too long for us," I shrugged. "Kida and Curomi, however, are staying."

"Oh." She frowned. "Is something wrong?"

"No," I lied. "They just didn't want to leave."

"Well…okay, then," She said. "When are you leaving?"

"Right now, actually," I muttered, turning on my heels.

"Be sure to visit!"

"I will," I said, then muttering under my breath, "In a few years…or maybe never…"