A/N: I really do love you guys, I loves coming home and finding the awesomest comments ever! I just love how freakin' awesome you all are! Now I do have a question, Is there anything you want me to make or do for this story? As long as it is free (sorry but the economy sucks and I'm poor) I'll make it. Or just any general ideas or questions about the story. Also I have a fictionpress under the same name (awesomepigman) so check it out if you want but I warn you it's all poetry and it isn't comedic at all. Anyway enough talking here's chapter 12 (I checked the chapter number this time.)

Hidan really did not enjoy my 'friendly greeting' in fact it's pretty safe to say he hated it. After a heated argument (that lasted a half an hour) the rest of the douche-bags decided that they should probably intervene. I got angry and stormed out the front door. I was now in the front yard of the house, which turned out to be a forest. Wondering around trying to figure out where the fuck I was.

'I hate it when your right.'

I hate it when I'm wrong. Wait how am I right?

'They trapped us in a forest.'

Oh, well look on the bright side we won't be killed in a vicious way.

'I don't think they planned on killing us, and now we are going to starve to death or be eaten.'

Oh. Hey quick question.

'What.'

How did we get here?

'In the forest?'

No... I mean yeah, but not by storming out the door. I mean how did they bring us here, there's no road?

'...Is this some weird messed up version of Alice in Wonderland?'

Maybe, or it's a dream and we're going to wake up and none of this really happened.

'A dream that goes on for almost two months?'

Maybe we're in a coma.

'I'm pretty sure I wouldn't dream about being kidnapped by the akatsuki and then wandering around in a forest, comatose or not.'

I don't know we've had some pretty strange dreams.

'Good strange or bad strange?'

Both.

'Yeah, I'm still pretty sure this isn't a dream.'

Your right! It's a nightmare!

'We have issues.'

Nu-uh.

'You sound like a little kid.'

Shut up.

I ignored inners temper tantrum (or as she put it hormones) and finally stopped wondering around to sit in the grass now exhausted.

'What are we going to do.'

Inner ignored me. I sighed and pulled out my phone (why didn't they take it from me?) It said I had a new alert for my blog. Opening it I scowled knowing that it was those assholes who blindfolded me. The screen came up and I scrolled down to read the latest post.

Artisabang: Where are you, un? (A/N: That's right Deidara says un even online.)

Did he just type un at the end?

'At least we know who it is now.'

Are you going to reply?

'I kind of have to, if I don't then we're stuck here.'

Pinky: If I say are you guys going to find me or are you just asking out of curiosity

The way who wrote that sounds bitchy.

'Well I'm in a bitchy mood.'

Whatever just read his reply.

Artisabang: I'm not going to look for you, find your own way around, un.

'Ass.'

Well you were very bitchy.

'Shut up.'

Pinky: Would anyone there be willing to?

Artisabang: No, un.

Pinky: FUCK YOU!

You over did it.

'Fuck you too, inner.'

... Are you sure it isn't your time of the month.

'Shut up and go die in a hole!'

I'd whether not, the only hole I can think of has blood in it right now.

'That was just too far, too far.'

Sorry, I'm a little edgy since I found out we were going to die.

'It's okay I think we're both a little edgy right now.'

I think you made someone else a little edgy.

'What do you mean?...oh, crap.'

I looked down to see a not so great message.

Artisabang: Have fun dying, un.

'That bitch,'

Pinky: Drag Queen

A/N; Sorry this chapter was so short but homework and school have really made it hard to find time to write, but I will write as much as possible for you guys because once again epic comments and I love you all.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto but I do write this story which according to...me is pretty badass. Can Naruto call himself badass? Yes he can but that isn't the point. The point is Naruto is much better and thought out then this story, and badass. Anyway I still think I'm pretty badass.

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From a schizophrenic author who's friends won't read her DAMN FANFICTION!...Those jerks,

~awesomepigman