26/4/15 – Naruto and Sasuke dealing with time.

Naruto and Sasuke came over. I offered them cake. I didn't eat any myself, I did eat one of the Tic-Tac's Naruto had lovingly wrapped though.

"Okay, Sasuke, your brother broke the news about your new girlfriend." I saw, slamming the plate down on the table and glaring. "I hear she's quite nice."

"She has a temper though." He responds lazily.

"Luckily she is also a good friend. And I'm coming."

Sasuke just smirked, Naruto happy-danced. And hugged me. And kissed my cheeks. And happy danced some more. Until I told him to shut up and eat the cake.

Suddenly Sasuke stepped foreward, and looked at Naruto. Oh god… I knew it then, they were planning something…

"So you're coming?" He asked again.

"Ya. I told you."

"What? I can't here you."

"I'm coming!" I say slowly.

"Pardon?"

"I'M

"I'M. COMING. TO. YOUR. STUPID. HOLIDAY. THING!" I say loudly AND slowly.

Suddenly Sasuke turned and looked at Naruto. "Got that?"

Naruto nodded. "Yup!"

Sasuke turned back to me. "Okay, fair enough, we've given you some clothes, but while you're my girlfriend you'll need help in other…. areas."

"What?!" I ask sharply.
"How to use your clothes," he looked at my face. I know that's weird, but you know when somebody isn't looking INTO your eyes, but AT your eyes? well, that's what he was doing. I scowl. "And make-up. I think I might need back-up."

"Wait up here! I'm not doing this!" I say angrily.

"Oh, I do believe you are." He nodded to Naruto, who pressed a button on a small shiny box, it played back my annoyed voice. 'I'M. COMING. TO. YOUR. HOLIDAY. THING!"

"Fuck." I say quietly, then scowl. "Fine. Fine, fine, fine!"

"And I expect you to be a girlfriend that will be able to make Itachi jealous."

"Oh no, no, no! I'm NOT being mixed up in family!" I say firmly. Naruto plays the recording again.

"Double fuck." I say under my breath. "Ok, fine…I have to admire you guys, you did put a lot of planning into this."
"Damn right we did!"
"And a lot of money." Sasuke added dryly.

"Hey, it wasn't my fault you got me all those presents." I said defensively.

"Oh, no not that. I'm talking about the fact Naruto demanded that we meet to discuss this at the Ramen Bar, and it was my treat EVERY TIME!" he glared at Naruto who grinned sheepishly.

"Er…" I brought them back to reality. "Ok, go on…"

Sasuke shook himself. "Anyway, I'm calling in backup."

"What? No! Not backup!"

"Rec-cording." He said in a sing-song voice.

He went outside with the mobile and I could hear him giving an address. MY address. "Who exactly IS this back-up?" I ask nervously.

Sasuke comes back inside. "One of the girls Itachi's toyed with more seriously, she always thought I was cute. So she's agreed to help with some revenge. She'll dress you the way Itachi likes and show you more…er…. professional make-up techniques."

"Oh great, so I'm going to give Itachi a strip-tease?" I ask irritably. "AND WHATS WRONG WITH MY MAKE-UP!?"

"You gave ME one," he glared at me. "I'm never giving that radio back!" he ignored my question about my make-up.

"Ok, ok. But Naruto dared me too, so it's not my fault!"

Sasuke looked at Naruto. "That was you?" he asked dryly.

"Eh… heh… heh…" Naruto laughed nervously. "No, never…"

Sasuke glared at Naruto for a moment, then turned back to me. "Ok, she'll be here in a moment."

"What's her name?" I ask.

"Yumi."

"So you planned all of this just to piss your brother off? Well, two birds with one stone bucko, YOUR PISSING ME OFF TOO!"

"Well, at first if you had of agreed we wouldn't have had the time to PLAN all of this." Sasuke grinned evilly.

I grin evilly back as I see the chocolate cake with a knife in it. I lean back on it and send the portion of melting ice-cream cake flying into Sasuke's face. "Sorry, but you needed that. I could feel the Evil laughter coming."

Sasuke glared. Naruto laughed. "Yeah, she's right ther- I mean how could you?" Naruto tried to shake his head in a disapproving way but he was trying too hard to stop his laughter for it work effectively.

Eventually a car pulled up outside. The girl Yumi stepped out, she pulled a large bag behind her.

"Why does she have a bag? She shouldn't need a bag, in-fact, she DOESN'T need a bag, SO WHY DOES SHE HAVE ONE?" I yatter on nervously.

Yumi was pretty beyond all belief, perfect almond eyes, stained a deep dark brown, framed by perfect long lashes, tan coffee-coloured skin with long chocolate-coloured hair, a slim figure and huge boobs made her officially perfect. God, I couldn't compete with her.

"Sasuke-" I squeak.

"Yeah, I know, but we don't want you too be Itachi's girlfriend, just make him jealous he's single now."

"Mhmm…" I get out nervously.

"Hello, your Sorano?" she asks sweetly. "Good…" she surveyed me. "Ok, I can work with this."

"You can work with THIS?" I say angrily. "I have a GENDER!"

"Shoosh." She said dismissively, I fumed quietly as she tossed my hair about and pouted.

I glared at the wall and Sasuke stood and watched, Naruto my 'cousin' stood and laughed from the corner until I flicked melting ice-cream cake at him using a fork.

She made me try on and re-try on different things, did make up step-by-step and told me how to do it like I was an idiot, hello! I KNOW you put on foundation before blush! Who in the world DOESN'T!? It's like putting on a T-shirt before your Bra damnit!

She made me learn to walk in really high stiletto boots too. They are such cool shoes and I love them but they are killers. My feet died.

She also cut my hair. She layered it. I swear, if I came out of there NOT looking like skanky-mc-skank then it's a miracle! She also plucked my eyebrows so I look really surprised ALL THE TIME! I'm fixing them now. They now look a bit less 'OH MY GOD SHOCK!'

She gave me all the things in the bag (including the shoes! YESSS! I do get something for this!) because they were 'four months old' oohh… REALLY!? FOUR MONTHS!!!! Hear that!? The poor girl! Having things FOUR MONTHS OLD!!!!

Stupid whore…

ANY-way, point being Yumi I didn't like, but she obviously did what Sasuke wanted because at the end of it when I WASN'T scowling like mad Sasuke seemed happy with the result. Naruto just laughed at the look on my face… well, I sure hope it was that and not my actual face…

My hair looked permanently messy now, it takes a hundred and one bobby-pins to keep it out of my face. I hate them. Naruto less then Sasuke, and Sasuke less then Yumi, but all in all, I HATE THEM! I kicked them out of the house as soon as Yumi left, and Sasuke gave me details, they cut my agreement pretty close, because the holiday is next week. On Tuesday they'll pick me up and then we FLY to the stupid resort in another side of the-land-of-Fire.

Anyway, my point being I HATE THEM! I swear, when I agreed I was in a really good mood, and now I REALLY don't feel as happy about this as I did once.

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Thursday 27/4/15 – five days until the holiday from HELL!!!!

Went to Gaara's, he's staying the night again. I managed to tell him everything that happened without the Naruto-and-Sasuke Gay thing. He only raised his eye brows at how I looked and said "You look different."

But when I launched into a death speech about how I hate Sasuke he knew I hadn't changed what-so-ever. He smiled at me the whole speech, shaking his head occasionally at his own stupidity that a new hair-cut would ever sway my personality.

We stayed up and I showed him my new shoes and he found out my weakness for them. I love shoes. If that's the only girly thing I actually love so be it, but I LOVE shoes. Especially my boots. Mmmm… black stiletto boots…

He said they looked like a death weapon and I said that's pretty much it. He laughed and we went and ate more cake. We chose this time. We still felt as sick as before and fell asleep on the floor in the fat-man-starfish-position.

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