OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD! IM LATE! DAD IS GONNA KILL ME! Stupid ghosts! Making me late! They better be thankful they're dead otherwise I would KILL THEM! A rush of worry came over me as the house came into view, I couldn't keep the horrible images of what dad was gonna do to me out of my head! I mentally cried at the thought. I was in deep dodo! I ran at record speed into the house and only paused for a milla second to yell "HI MOM, HI DAD. I'LL BE IN MY ROOM!" For my room was my only hope left, if I could make it there, mom might be able to calm him down and convince him to let it slide. I dashed up the stairs and I was filled with happiness as my door came into view. I was centimeters, CENTIMETERS! For the door handle! One more moment and I would have been home free! But know my dad had to pull a super ninja tiey up thing last minute! My moment of happiness, crushed.
"You're not going anywhere young lady!"
Next thing I knew my dad was pulling one end of a rope and at the other end was me completely covered in it except for my head sticking out of the rope shell like a turtle. I was being dragged across the rug, he didn't even bother carrying me down the stairs! Nope I just got dragged down those two, which I have to say was VERY PAINFUL! I had an EVIL dad! After he brought me to the living room he picked me up and dropped me on the couch. See me and dad have this sorta tough love relationship. You know, he punishes me, I sneak out or weasel my way out of it kinda thing. Hehe, weasel, Itachi! Lol! Anywho back on subject!…for now. While I get the tough love from dad, Sakura's his little princess. When he yells at her all she has to do is pout, bat those big eyelashes, and maybe shed a tear or two and she's completely off the hook! If I did that I could probably get off the hook too, only problem is that… I'm stupid! When I get yelled at I loose all rational thinking and yell back! I also don't cry easily. I can't make myself cry like Sakura and the other girls in the Academy can. Apparently it's something that they learned in the girls only classes. Yeah during those classes I always skipped and snuck into the boys classes. Their classes were MUCH more fun. Who cares about freaken flower picking anyway?!?!
Dad looked me straight in the eyes and said "Do you know why you're tied up?
"Yes sir" I said timidly. He's scarier when he's calm!
"And what is that reason" he asked, but we both knew that answer.
I gulped and said "B-because I-I was l-late?" I asked
"Yeeeessss" He said and pushed my head up and down to further his point.
"And are we going to do it again?" He asked.
"Uhhhhhhhh" I said wondering if this was a trick question.
"Nooooooo" He said slowly and clearly and this time shook my head back and forth.
"No, no, I won't!" I squeaked out.
He smiled and patted my head. "That's my girl."
I emerged to the kitchen where mom was cooking dinner. I would be safe here. Mom always had my back. She was harder on Sakura 'cause she got away with so much on from dad. Mom also believed in my independent, do what I want personality. Mom always talks about, how she wishes she was like that when she was young. You see dad was and is a ninja, has been since he was 12, mom on the other hand isn't, but always wanted to be. Her parents wouldn't let her attend the academy when she was young. She was an obedient child, so she listened to them, missing out on what she wanted to do.
"Can you help me set the table star?" She asked, smiling at me.
"Yeah, sure." I said shrugging. It was no big deal. Yes Star is my nickname, it makes sense cause it IS my name and for those of you slow people who haven't caught on yet, Hoshi means star. Clear things up?... Good! I set the plates on the table with a few soft clanks. I also brought the food mom set on the counter over and carefully set it on the table. As I set down the steaks my mouth started salivating, just at the smell! When I looked at them I couldn't look away mom's cooking was the BOMB! A trait that I'm proud to say I picked up from her! Sakura on the other hand wasn't so lucky. Her cooking is practically toxic! As I finished setting the table Sakura FINALLY decided to make her grand appearance! Dad immediately got on her case.
"Sakura, What are you doing home so late?!" He asked her sternly.
"Oh, I'm sorry." She said putting on the sappy pout. "I was out shopping with the girls and lost track of time"
"Oh, it's okay darling!" He said happily patting her head.
I glared at her! Stupid gullible father! Blah! I get dragged down the stairs for being ten minutes late and Sakura gets patted on the head for being an hour late!!! Grr! Yes I did just Grr! Don't judge me! Grrrr! Your still judging me STOP IT! I'm NOT crazy! T-T, okay I am, but that's beside the point!
Mom just smacked her forehead and sighed at how easily dad gave in. "Let's just sit down for dinner" she said trying to settle everyone down. We all complied knowing not to get her mad. She was AB blood type. If you're like me and watch Ouran you know what I'm talking about! (Yes Hoshi reads Ouran! XD)
I held in a smirk as Sakura looked on hungrily at the steaks as she passed them to me without taking any. I jammed my fork in a big juicy on and put it on my plate. They I put the platter of steaks in Sakura's face, right under her nose too!
"Are you sure you don't want any?" I said barely keeping the smug smile off my face as I moved the platter back and forth watching her gaze follow it.
"Y-yeah, I can't. I-I'm on a diet" She said through a daze.
"Ooookay then" I said in a sing-song voice and passed them on. Throughout dinner I secretly teased her, by talking in detail about how good moms' cooking was. It was so much fun to be mean to Sakura. Especially since this diet thing of hers has put her strictly on salad. The girl wasn't fat! She just wasn't curvy and she thought dieting would fix that, which I don't understand. Doesn't dieting make you less curvy? She's always talking about how jealous she is of my curves, but my response is always "I eat." Not that I find having or lacking curves is a big deal at age 10. Seriously how would having curves help the most tom-boy girl in town. I wear baggy clothes so no one can tell anyway. After dinner I rinsed off my dishes and set them in the dishwasher to be cleaned then I finally headed towards my sanctuary. My room! I turned on the amazing sounds of Papa Roach, starting with 'Scars' as I grinned at my bright red walls covered in various posters, from bands to wanted hotties. What?! I never said I didn't find guys attractive! I just usually don't care. People think it's strange that I'm not head over heels for Sasu-gay. I mean SERIOUSLY! What IS the big deal?! He's really not that hot! Everyone loves him and hates Naruto! I don't get it though! Naruto's a total cuttie-pie! 'Cept he's always alone. It's really sad. None of the girls would let me go near him, but now, I think I'll go make a new friend, considering, I don't have any at the moment. Sakura was my connection to other friends. That connection was broken when Sakura started hanging out with Ino more than ME! I flopped down on my bed with my diary/sketch book and wrote about today's events, you know getting upset at Sakura, passing out, meeting ghosts, getting tortured by dad. You know your average Tuesday. Except it was Wednesday! Dun, dun, dunnnn! ….I'm sorry I don't even understand what I'm saying anymore…Arrg… D=
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..……..AKWARD SILENCE BEGONE! I WANT TO TALK AGAIN!......... Damn didn't work. Stupid periods! Anyway I was lying on my bed, head at the foot of the bed and feet at the head of it in all their stinky sock covered dignity. I sat their drawing a picture of Obito and the 4th Hokage for reference. I was going to color them in, but…I got bored. I stared down at my finished sketches of the ghost people and frowned. I wanted to color them in, but I really didn't! At least not at the moment. I sighed and threw the book across the room. Yes I know what you're thinking! "She could have just put it away, why does she have to overdramatize everything?" And you know why? Because I'm bored! After little thought, I started jumping on my bed. What? It's fun! Anyway while I was jumping in circles guess who decided to show up? Yup, apparently when I was paying 0 attention, Obito flew into my room or something.
"Hi!" He said while my back was turned. Being completely startled while jumping on a bed is NOT a good idea, because once he startled me I mis-stepped and fell of the bed. I probably looked like the blob or something, being wrapped up in blankets, pillows and sheets so awkwardly.
"……Oww!" I said in agony. I looked up at Obito to see him trying to hold in his hysterical laughter, but failing miserably.
"Yeah laugh it up while you can ghost boy!" I said trying to get out of the mes, finding I was stuck. After another moment of his laughing I just said "Shut up and help me out of this thing!"
Stupid ghost! Kept laughing even as he helped me up!
"Thanks" I said bitterly. "Anyways what are you doing here?"
He got his laughter down to quiet giggles as before he answered me. "Yondaime- sensei said he wanted you to meet someone tomorrow"
"Are they another ghost?" I asked.
"Yeah he's another ghost, but he's a little bit newer to the whole death thing. So be gentle."
"Ooookaaaay" I said skeptically "Do I get a name?"
"Yeah, his name is Shisui and he's 15. I'm 13 by the way."
"13 huh? I guess that means you're 3 years older than me. And he's five." Then something occurred to me. "Wait, how did you get in here?!"
"Um" He said looking guilty. "I walked in?"
"Grr! Next time, knock!"
"I'm sorry." He said giving me the Sakura pouty look.
"Oh no! That won't work on me I've had to put up with Sakura doing it for years!" I said and turned away from him, crossing my arms.
He walked over to me with his head down and when he was just inches away from me, he looked up. He took the pouty look and AMPLIFIED it! He somehow made his cheeks a rosy color and his eyes all watery. I could feel my resistance slipping the urge to hug him was trying to take over! "Fine, fine! You're forgiven! Just stop with the look! IT BURNS!"
Obito just stood there grinning widely, holding up a victory sign. I glared at him, pouting and said "I hate you"
"Love ya too!" He said his big smile not faltering even a millimeter. "Anyway lets go!" He said, grabbing my hand and running toward the wall. He quickly realized I CAN'T walk through walls once I crashed into my bookcase being drowned in manga and fantasy books. "…OW!"
"Hehe" Obito said looking at the pile of books that fell on me "Sorry"
I emerged from the pile, standing up as each book fell to the floor with a clop against the hard wood. "Why am I always getting hurt today?!" I sighed and walked over to my bed. "I'm not supposed to be out past nine." I said.
"So you're not going to meet Shisui?" Obito asked seemingly disappointed.
"Whoever said that?" I asked him. He rose an eyebrow at me and I just grinned. I put a mask on over my nose and mouth then applied it to my already stuffed bed sheets. The pillows should be enough for them to think I'm asleep, but the sleeping powder is just a precaution in case they decide to check on me. When inhaled it puts one to sleep. I walked across the room and pulled the mask off "Ready?"
Obito just stood there for a moment, looking towards my bed. "What did you do?" he asked, eyebrow still raised.
"Applied a sleeping powder to my bed" I said shrugging. This was nothing new for me.
"Okay!" He said looking weirded out and slightly scared. He just walked out and I was careful to remember to jump through the window, for I am still made of matter! But when I was jumping down I got distracted by a pretty butterfly and landed funky from not paying attention. Really I touched down alright, but slipped as I landed, falling on my butt.
"Geeze. Your always getting hurt!" Obito exclaimed at me.
"Gee I HAVEN'T noticed!" I grumbled at him.
"Anyway, let's go!" He exclaimed grabbing my hand and darted off, pulling me with him. A blush emerged on my cheeks. This was the first time a guy had ever held my hand. It didn't matter if he was a ghost, he felt real to me. I looked down while running with him knowing this didn't mean anything to him. I have to admit though, he really IS cute! With his big onyx eyes, slightly rosy cheeks and big smile. Holey crap! Did I just do that?!?! NOOOO! I'm becoming Sakura! TT-TT Next thing you know I'll be covered in pink and fawn over Sasuke! AHHHH! THE HORRIBLE IMMAGES!
We stopped running at the training grounds. Obito turned to me smiling and said "Wait here okay? I'll be back in a second with everyone!"
I nodded and smiled back at him…. I couldn't help myself! HIS SMILES ARE CONTAGIOUS!