MUAHAHAHA! Take that you son of a bitch!
Oh, the fanfiction site won't let me do any kind of border/separator and it's driving me nuts! But I found a way, so TAKE THAT YOU STUPID COMPUTER SITE!
So, spring break is over and I am pooped out and wish the break was longer. I am really sorry if it takes longer to update after school starts but...you know...I can't do anything about school. Uh...it is soooooo annoying!
I built my friggin extra credit coaster which took me 3 hours on Sunday and 4 on Monday. It is cool and yet it's evil.
Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!
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"AAAARRRGGG!"
"Lieutenant, we need backup!"
"My arm, my arm, MY ARM!"
"Hold up, its—
-static-
KABOOM!
"Lieutenant?!"
"Lieutenant?!"
"LIEUTENANT SAS--"
-static-
Panting and out of breath, one of the surviving soldiers of World War III startled awake. This dream...it feels...
"Eh? You're awake?"
"What..."
"It's 7:30 in the morning. Go back to sleep. I'll wake you up in an hour."
A pink haired kunichi sat besides the soldier's bed, a pile of paperwork crowding her too small desk. Although the liveliness in her voice and the posture she had gave no sign of tiredness, there were black bags under her eyes and her body was clearly ill nurtured.
"Hn."
"...really, you should get more rest...uh…er...oh, that's right. We don't know what your name is."
"Well, to make life easier, how about you choose a name and we'll use that until your real name shows up?"
"How about...Jerry?"
"...you're kidding."
"Tom?"
"No."
"William?"
"No."
"Juno? Chris? Edward?"
"I already feel sorry for your future kids."
"Haha. Very funny. Well then, you think of something."
"...forget it."
"You are so stubborn."
"You're annoying."
"You're thickheaded."
"You're loud and obnoxious."
"Am not!"
"Are too."
What the hell?, thought Sasuke, this feels like de ja vu.
You probably ate somethin bad yesterday. There's no way you could've met her before.
Who the hell are you?
I'm you dumbass.
"Hey, what about Neko?"
"No."
"Aki?"
"No."
"Tomi?"
"Hell no."
Annoyed and exasperated, Sakura sat back in her chair and frowned at the man.
"Dammit, you're impossible. Why not just call you 'Teme.'"
-flashback-
"Teme! You asshole, get over here!"
"WHAT THE HELL! TEME YOU SON OF A--"
-static-
"--is my friend and comrade. I'll stand by him no matter what. And he'd do the same for me. Right Teme?"
"Teme get the hell out of here!"
-static-
"Teme move it!"
"SHIT, GET THE HELL OUT SAS--"
-static-
"Wha--are you okay?! What the—"
For the last three minutes, the recovering male had been covering his face with his bandaged hands. Sakura thought that he was just trying to block out her voice, but changed her mind when the man started twitching and wincing as if in pain.
"I'm fine."
"Do you need water? A towel?! Or how about—"
"I'm...fine..."
"Oh...kay."
"...Teme sounds fine."
"...WHAT?!"
"I...Teme is the best name you've come up with so far. And I don't want to hear any more of your other suggestions."
"But—"
"What?"
Self-conscious and slightly embarrassed be her rudeness, Haruno turned red and focused her eyes on some invisible dust on the bed sheets.
"Uhm...do you even know what 'Teme' means?"
"No."
"...do you want to know what it means?'
"No."
"But it's a...it means...well 'Teme' isn't a..."
"Doesn't matter. Someone...called me it before."
"Oh..."
"Are you sure you don't want a different name? What about Tomi or Juno? Or maybe even--"
"No...frickin...way."
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"WHAT?!"
"Shh! Ino not so loud—"
"YOU'RE CALLING YOU PATIENT A BASTARD?!"
"Ino wait, I—"
"HOLY MOTHER FUCKING SHIT! WHAT'S TSUNADE GONNA DO WHEN SHE HEARS THIS?!"
"Ino—"
"YOU ARE IN SO MUCH—"
"FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE, JUST SHUT UP FOR A MOMENT INO-PIG!!"
"WHAT DID YOU—"
Some strange object, dressed in white, with a mass of pink hair at the top, came flying toward a nurse with long, blonde hair. As the two people landed, another white eyed woman came rushing over, concern and worry plastered on her face.
"Sakura, Ino, please stop you'll—"
"SAKURA WHAT THE HELL—"
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"OOOWWWWW!!"
"Yamanaka, shut up. You're going to attract unnecessary attention!"
"ME?! You're the one who fly tackled us over the lunch table!!"
Sure enough, both women were currently sprawled on the floor, Ino with her hands clasped behind her back and Sakura, holding Ino's hands together and struggling to cover the blonde's mouth too.
"Ino, just shut up and listen! Teme wanted that name for some reason. I think he remembered something about it after I said the name."
"Oh, well that's great. And while you're telling me this, would you mind getting your frickin ass off my spine?!"
"Only if you shut up."
"FINE!!"
Victorious, Sakura carefully stood up and released Ino's hands. The blonde, somewhat unnerved by her friend's reaction, also got to her feet.
"Jesus Christ, you tackle like a professional football player."
"I have to spend my childhood free time doing something…"
"S-Sakura, before you tackled Ino, I was going to tell you something that I heard over in my section of the recovery building."
"What?"
"Well, you remember those two kind elderly twins, right?"
"Yeah, they're the ones who got me off the hook on my first day here when I accidentally spilled orange juice over Osami's patient."
"Uh, I hate that bitch! She totally sucks up to everyone! And you know what's worse? We're only one part of the tiny itsy bitsy group that doesn't fall for her bitchy tricks!!"
"Yeah, I know. Hinata, what were you going to say about them?"
"They came up to me and said…that your patient was a Uchiha."
"Uchiha?"
"Yes. Maybe you can try to ask him and he might remember his name or something related to it."
"Uchiha…"
"Sakura?"
"Yes?"
"Didn't you meet a Uchiha boy before?"
"…yeah. Over a decade ago."
"Maybe he's related to this guy you're taking care of."
"…maybe."
The green eyed kunichi was spacing out, so out of this world that neither she, nor her two friends, noticed the smirking women lurking a few yards away.
"Haruno's got a Uchiha for a patient?"
"From what we've heard, yeah."
"The Uchiha family is a rich, powerful, and dominating clan in Japan."
"And the women are supposed to be extremely beautiful, with locks of midnight black hair, slim features, and sparkling coal black eyes."
"Who cares about the women? The men are what I'm interested in. They're notoriously alluring, handsome, and fuckin sexy."
"Haruno's got him for a patient though. And she's not allowed to leave his side."
"It doesn't matter. No man could care for that undeveloped unisex. When he's well enough to go out by himself, I swear, I will make that Uchiha mine. I'll play every dirty trick in the book, but in the end, I…will…have…him."
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YAY!
Chapter three is finished! Only a million more chappie's to go!
Nah, I'm kidding. I'll try to update as soon as possible. Don't worry. You won't have to wait a month.
It is so frustrating! So, everyone here that has read angel-puppeteer's stories know that her's are famous and really really REALLY good. Man, I want to be as good as her! Stupid 'practice makes perfect'. That saying sucks.
Anyways…
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