IX: In Which A Sister Arrives!

"Are you two done yet?" a light feathery tone stopped the fireworks. I swear, Kakashi turned around that silver head of his so fast he should've gotten whiplash. But I guess he didnt, because his eye only dialated in shock. "...M-mercy..." He uttered. "Ka-ka-sheeeee..." The girl smiled widely, running up to my object of affection and snoging his face off.

Okay, fine.

Maybe not SNOG.

But she kissed him on the cheeks!

I want justice!!

If you can't tell by now, I was pretty pissed at this girl.

Kakashi cleared his throat several times, I had never seen him so nervous before, he was so freaking cute! "Y-Yelin..." he started. Whatever happened to Linny? And I just started to like the name, too. Anyhow, I braced myself, I knew that he was going to tell me that she was his girlfriend, his 'queen', I suppose. I couldn't blame him, she was pretty. This chick had a really good fashion sense. But as soon as I kept studying her, I realized that she was slightly chubby. Not fat, but not skinny enough to be considered skinny. Chubby. But This girl knew how to show herself off! By the way she dressed, I had to do a double-take, and then a triple-take to finally realize that she was slightly overweight. The way she spoke, wore her clothes and such seemed to cover all that up. But this girl was wearing a plain white t-shirt over a tank top. I was amazed, beside the fact that this girl had kissed Kakashi. "...my sister..." The silver-haired man's words broke through my thoughts. "What?" I barked sharply.

"This is Mercy, my sister." He introduced the girl. Sister? I let out a short laugh, it sounded like a high pitched bray. I saw Kakashi wince and I saw the girl smile. "Sister?" I asked after comparing his looks to hers. "But she doesn't look anyth-" "Adopted." Kakashi quickly cut in, quickly, perhaps too quickly. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion. I glanced at the girl for what seemed like the tenth time. She had a completely dark, almost black shade of hair, with violet highlights, the length stopped abruptly in the middle of her back, wavy in that model-like way. The colour was black at one angle, purple-ish in another. Her eyes were a deep green colour, forest green mixed with emerald, a quite plesant shade. Her eyes were perched atop of high cheekbones a slight blush on her cheeks, maybe she was running here. She was wearing a designer tank top with slightly tight jeans. I also noticed that she had on alot of gothic-like jewelry. Crosses, chains, etc. I felt slightly self-concious in my own plain attire. She stood in a relaxed position, hips cocked, legs apart slightly, arms crossed wtih her face in a small tilt.

"...hello." I forced a smile and a wave. "Hi." She turned to me, speaking in a perky tone. I was slightly relieved, thank god she didn't know I was mad at her for the few seconds that had passed between her kiss and Kakashi's explanation. "Erm...why are you here?" Okay, HOLD ON, before y'all jump on me for sounding so mean, I think I had the right to ask her straight out what the hell she was doing in my home, right? RIGHT. So, continuing with the story... "I'm here to help you, dearie." She explained casually, a smirk playing on her lips. Now I was just plain confused. ...to help me? "My dear Kaa-nii (Kakashi+niisan) called me to help you, so, here I am." She spread her arms out, as if she were presenting herself. I now noticed that she had several suitcases with her. "You're going to live with him? Just to help me? And what did Kakashi say that I needed help with, exactly?" I rambled, now crossing my arms in aggravation. "Yes, I'm gonna live with him to help you. He said to just be here for you in case things get hard. He's not good with emotional support and things." she scoffed at her brother. I turned to Kakashi, and had to stifle a laugh. He was blushing so hard, scratching the back of his head, eyes lowered to the floor, embarrassed, so cute.

"I can see that." I spoke, giggling softly. "Oh, by the way, I'm Yelin. You can call me Lin." I skipped 'Linny' cuz I didn't want anyone else calling me by that except Kakashi. I struck out a hand, and she shook it wholeheartedly, saying, "I'll call you Lin-chan." I mentally cringed at the bad name, but I stopped it from showing on my face because I could offend her and offered her a nod. "My real name I'll keep to myself, but everybody calls me either Mercy or The Queen." She said. "Could I just call you Queenie?" I asked, putting on my innocent face. I could bet that I had seen her right eye twitch, but didn't think Kakashi saw it. I had revenge. If she was gonna place a weird name on me, I should be able to do the same to her too, right? "S-sure," she mumbled, and I could see that some of her energy from before had been lost.

"How about we eat out today?" Queenie announced suddenly as all three of our stomachs growled. Kakashi turned back to his serious old self again as he turned toward us. "We need to move your bags in first, Queen." his soothing voice sang across the room into my ear. I found myself nodding dumbly as he lead us out of my home, next-door into his apartment. My eyes widened in realization as I remembered that today was the first time I had stepped into the apartment at all. It was small, yet neat and simple, like him. Everything either a plain bland white-ish bleached colour, a dusty gray, or dark olive. It was rather impressive, I thought of him as the messy type, seeing as how he always carried around those books of his. He seemed like the messy type. Messy everything. From his untamable silver hair to his headband stretched across his head, seemingly done in a hasty manner, and his books. Oh, his books. You should see them for yourself, those unmeasureable dog-eared pages, the wrinkled cover because of the way he always stuffed them in his backpocket so quickly and abruptly. Anyhoo, after the bags were in, we all headed out, locking our doors.

Once we were on the street, Queenie sang out that her brother was going to pay for our meal. Kakashi looked reluctant, but he agreed anyways. We decided to have a simple meal of Yakisoba and cold tea. Our conversations were more interesting than our food, however...

"Sooooo..." Queenie struck up a sentence out of nowhere after a particularly long (perhaps intended) slurp of noodles. Actually, the sentence was more of a long hiss-moo. I focused my eyes on the girl, managing to utter a 'hm'? in response. "...c'mon. Tell me about yourself, hun." She grinned. I had to smile back, she seemed so nice. "Well, not much to say about me..." I admitted, saying all this in a nonchalant tone. "Well, you dont seem to be wearing a headbadn anywhere..." she spoke, looking me up and down. "Oh, yeah. I'm not a ninja." I said. Her chopsticks clattered into her bowl. "What?!" she cried. "Not a ninja? Wow. First person I've met that didnt own a headband." She remarked, folding her arms and leaning back slightly, taking in a full view of me. "My old village didn't have many ninjas..." I stated, swallowing the last bits of noodle in my bowl.

I turned to Kakashi to thank him for the meal when I realized that he was staring at me wide-eyed as well. "That's it, Yelin!" He had quite a big outburst that a few other strangers nearby stared at the man as if he were mad. "Shhh." I shushed him, "What're you babbling on about?" I hissed in low tone. "You can lose weight easily now!! I can't believe I didnt think of it before!!" he laughed, rubbing the back of his head in joy, his one visible eye in a happy arc. Several crease lines, wrinkles, alot of people called them. But in my eyes, Kakashi wasn't old. Love didn't neccessarily have to be bound to age. ((credit to QueenofKH13 for telling me this!!)) Kakashi Hatake was just a tired man. "What is it, Platinum Silver?" Queenie asked, body bent almost professionally across the table in the act of trying to persuade him. "Yelin here..." Kakashi struggled to get out the words in his eager manner, "...is going to be a ninja, dearest Black Diamond." I felt my eyes narrow into slits. Whutwhut? Black Diamond? Silver Platinumn? I was getting the feeling that these two weren't brother and sister... But who knows, right? I mean. Maybe they aren't, and maybe they're just that kind of siblings where they are obssesed with each other, but they dont have actual feelings for their brother and sister. It was kinda cute, if you thought about it.

Wait...
What?!
a NINJA?
me?!

He's gone out of his mind...Kakashi, I mean. I'm not good at running, throwing or meditating. I flinched at the mere thought. "No." I declared, holding back my hand from pounding on the desk once, like a gavel. I stared intently at the two siblings. "That's final. Nothing you can do will persuade me!" I sneered.

Twenty minutes later, I found myself happily going up and down the isles in the local market, shopping for sweets. Unfortunetly, they could persude me...le sigh. It all happened like this...

Twenty Minutes Fast Forward...

"Ye-chaaan." Queenie drawled out lazily, her eyes flicked toward my finished bowl, then directly at me. Kakashi seemed to be staring so hard that I thought he might burn two holes in my head. "Hm?" I felt slightly intimidated with the two of them staring me down, now I knew how I felt when I chased squirrels into corners, or what deer felt in headlights. "...if you exercise as much as a ninja..." Kakashi started to speak, which worried me. "...you can eat as mant sweets as you want." Queenie finished his sentence with a grin playing across her face.

I gulped. I was allowed to eat sweets, if I became a ninja? Well, I knew that it made sense, because ninja get alot of training to do...and I would get rewarded with sweets. But if I just did jogging daily and stayed off sweets, then it would be good too... I thought long and hard, and I finally asked a question, "...which method is more effective for losing the most weight?" I saw Queenie raise an eyebrow once she had computed the question. "Being a ninja, of course. But I think being a ninja would be more fun that just running..." Kakashi spoke in a sing-song voice. "You get to be in a team, and go on missions...and you get to interact with more people your age..." he droned on and on, the list was going to continue forever if I didnt stop it. "Alright! Alright." I muttered as I saw Queenie smile. Kakashi probably smiled under than mask of his as well. "I'll do it. Take me shopping, guys." I smiled heartily.

I snatched anything with a familiar name branded on it as I sweeped through the market. Pocky packs, Kohona's famous Leaf Cookies, Leaf pies, chocolate-covered tree biscuts, and all that good junk. It felt so right, yet it was so wrong to be shopping for just sweets."These are good too..." Queenie appeared out of nowhere as she spoke and placed a pack of caramelized popcorn into my cart. I nodded. "Queenie?" I uttered, looking at the girl. "Hmmmm?" came the hummed reply. "...how old are you?" I blurted out. "Fifteeeeen." she sang, grinning as she threw a pack of japanese Mentos-like things in the cart as well. Her answer surprised me, "really? you look much older than just fifteen." I admitted. She turned to me, raised an eyebrow, and opened her mouth to speak before I interrupted her with a 'It's a good thing, really. Don't be offeneded by it.' She clamped her mouth shut and grinned, "Well then, thank you. " she sounded like she spoke from the mid-section of her heart, if you catch my drift.

When we were finally back home and I had spent nearly twenty dollars on sweets, and they were all arranged into my cabinets; and by 'arranged' I mean 'shoved into anyplace'; we three plopped down on the couch to take a breather. "Now, Yelin." Kakashi mumbled through his tired lips, which refused to open any more than a crack. "Training starts tomorrow, so be ready." he warned. "Where do I go?" I asked. "You and Queen can walk there together. She knows where to meet up...right Queen?" He turned his slate-grey eyes onto her. Queenie nodded ferverently. "Alright then." I glanced at the clock, which read, '10:29' I gasped. "Time flew by, guys, right?" I laughed. Kakashi merely nodded, but Queenie gave a reassuring laugh and her emerald eyes twinkled in that jolly way...sorta like Santa Clause. I ushered them out of my home and locked the door behind them, quickly running upstairs to take a shower. I knew my mother and father would come home late today. It was their anneersary. They'll be home...late...if you catch my drift. eww... I sighed as I stepped out of the tub after showering.

I walked into my room and dressed comfotably into my pajamas, and settled onto my bed after blow-drying my hair. I was in a restless sleep, but I could not see anything. I was falling in darkness...falling...deeper and deeper...falling...

I awoke to the sound of erupting thunder. I shrieked into the pitch black air of my room. Slinking out of bed and out into the hallway, I noticed that my parents were not home yet. The red alarm clock on my desk read a flashing, "12:01" I sighed as I closed the door to my room. When the lightning flashed, I saw a figure in the back corner of the room, something was dripping down it's hair and clothes...

I screamed as loud and hard as I could.

The figure was at my side in an instant, clamping its cold, wet hand over my mouth to stop my screaming. I struggled and fought in it's grasp. I don't know how long I fought it, but it not that later after that, I passed out, blackness covering my vision as my eyes drooped closed.

Oooh, dontcha just HATE me? Leaving off at a cliffie like that, ne. tsktsk. review, per favor.