"Oi! Wassup my beloved fans?!"
Sakura: What fans? You have fans?
"Shut up! T__T Dunn be mean!"
Sakura: I can swear to you, these are written for no apparent reason! No one reads junk. Especially by an authoress who pretty much never finishes her stories!
*Locks Sakura up in a Tweety-Bird cage* *Laughs nervously as Sakura thrashes around in cage*
"I don't know whats gotten into her! She's just probably going through that 'Mental Illness' phase the doctor talked about.."
Sakura: DOCTOR?! IF ANYONE NEEDS A DOCTOR, ITS YOU, YOU LITTLE B-!
*Stuffs rag into her mouth, creeps out of weird room that all of this is happening in, locks door, and sits on a fluffy black couch with red clouds on it*
"I would love to thank everyone who has Read, Reviewed, Faved or even looked at the title then said, 'Nah'. You have all motivated me so much. But, unfortunately, my 3rd quarter exams are quite soon, and hopefully ill publish an A/N saying so when they do come, so at that time I most likely wont be uploading a lot. Please enjoy. And, oh! By the way, a Beta-reader is someone who goes over your work, and corrects anything that is mispelled or needs better grammar, etc. right? Cause if that's the case, id love to have one! Ill feed you cookies! So, If anyone is interested or knows someone who wants to be a Beta, please PM me, and we can converse about it. Thank you."
Disclaimer: I, Paligirl101, do not own the anime Naruto or the manga. The characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto, however the plot is mine. Oh, I own so little..
Before
Kakuzu sighed, "C'mon. Enough rambling, let's go."
They all got up, and, a few glares, car door slams, insults and 15 minutes later, the house was all locked up and the area around it clean of filthy Akatsuki members and their cars. It was almost peaceful.
Without them, of course.
Now
Miami, Florida
As Sakura walked home in the warm night, she brought her hand up to read her MOVADO watch.
9:01
She sighed. Well, she thought, time to mentally write down our To-Do List. Shall we, Inner?
Yup yup, Inner chirped as she sat down on her imaginary purple beanie bag and pulled out her imaginary red pen. She got ready to write the imaginary words on the imaginary paper. It was quite imaginary in Sakura's head.
Okie Dokie, first thing on To-Do list: doing stupid things in head in order to watch the end of the sunset.
Sakura halted in her steps, and looked up. Beautiful meshes of purple, orange and blue surrounded what was left of the sun. Then it was gone.
Check.
2. Wake up tomorrow at 8:00a.m and have a delicious breakfast.
3. Cl-
WHAT?! EIGHT IN THE MORNING?! ARE YOU INSAAAAAAANE???!!!?! XO
We have things to do tomorrow! Now zip it! Anyways,
3. Clean up the house.
4. Get groceries for 10 guys and me.
5. Check on Ino. I need Gossip. And gossip is good. Yeah, no better person to go to for info than Ino. (While doing this, try to have some lunch)
6. Filter the pool. (TRY TO DO THIS WITH A BAG OF CHIPS!)
7. SLING-SHOT TSUNAMI!!
8. Go to the basketball court and shoot some hoops with Temari and Tenten around 6:00.
9. Get coffee and a big chocolate fudge cookie from Starbucks.
10. Go home, wash up. Sleep. Or watch TV then sleep.
11. Wake up next morning around 8-9. Again.
12. Do the laundry. Eat while smacking washer to get it working. Repeat with dryer.
13. Go pick up Kisame (FISH-FACE! :3) and his friends. (XP)
14. Glomp Kisame no matter how many stares you get.
15. Attempt to accomplish #14 + dropping said victim to the ground.
16. Remember to take a water gun with me to the airport.
17. Spray Kisame with it.
18….EAT.
Nice… Are we gonna remember that? Cause I was too busy eating to write that down.
No, its ok. I already got it down.
Sakura looked down at the scribbling on the paper on her coffee table and yawned. As she stuck the List on the fridge with a magnet, she gazed at the picture frame hung on the wall.
It was a pretty old picture, really. But it was so joyful. In it, Kisame had her in a headlock in his swimming trunks. That stupid shark-like smirk on his face. She was in a yellow one-piece. Her face showed true frustration and happiness at the same time. Suigetsu, her neighbor, had taken the picture. They were about 11 in the picture, and the beach looked great behind them.
Heaving another sigh, the pink-haired teen jogged upstairs to her bedroom, changed into daisy-dukes and a tanktop, then comfortably slid into her bed and fell asleep.
She'd have to look for that water gun Kotetsu got her.