"Are you ready yet?" I asked Tobi, while leaning outside his door. No way was I going to go in there after what he saw.
"Almost!" Tobi said in his chipper voice. After a few more minutes he waddled out. "Ready to go Tracey!"
"I'm going to regret this trip, I just know it…" I said aloud as I rubbed your temples in distrainment.
"Come on Tracey we have to go!" Tobi said as he dragged me out of the base.
"Are we there yet!" Tobi whined.
"I swear to god if you ask me that one more time I am going to explode!" you screamed, walking down the dirt path to my village.
"That's what Deidara-sama says, but he doesn't explode… it made Tobi very sad when he asked again and Deidara-sama didn't explode…" Tobi said as if he was going to cry.
"Yes, were here!" I yelled, throwing my hands up in the air. I thought about kissing the ground, but only weird people do that. Tobi on the other hand, was rolling on the ground and laughing. The guards of the village's entrance just stared weirdly.
"Um, hi…" I said as you walked into the village.
"You've been gone quite some time Tracey. Your other was worried about you," the man stated.
"Huh? Oh yeah," I said, still walking. *My other, so it's back.*
"Tracey-kun, who is other?" Tobi said, tugging my arm.
"No one in specific," I opened the door to your house. "Ya see…. LARA! LOGAN!" I screamed. The house was in ruins. Food was on the wall; tables, chairs, couches flipped over; sink overflowing; and finally there was some random mixture of food gunk on the floor.
"What's that?" Tobi pointed to the growing food glob.
Tobi POV
"Tracey!" two enticing voices rang in my ears. Lara and Logan raced into the room, clinging onto Tracey at the very sight of her.
"Where have you been! Do you know how hard it is to make food!" Lara squawked as she pointing to the food glob.
"I should have known that was you," Tracey sighed, rubbing her temples in the process of rolling her eyes.
"Yeah, Trace! I almost died from what she made! I always knew she was jealous of me!" Logan wailed.
"Whatever, you still ate it!" Lara roared.
"Hotdogs aren't meant to be purple!" Logan yapped.
"Well, I'd say I'm happy to see you but it smells like shit, so I'm calling a cleaning lady…" Tracey affirmed, as she picked up the, surprisingly working, phone.
"You're not going to make us pick it up?" Lara gawked.
"I'm just surprised that thing on the floor didn't eat you…" Tracey sighed, trying not to pay attention to the mayhem in this hell hole.
"So who are you supposed to be?" I looked over to see Logan with some smug look on his face.
"A person…?" I replied confusingly.
"He means what's with the mask?" Lara interpreted.
"I just like it I guess," I replied.
"Well this is surprising," Lara said with interest.
"What?" I questioned.
"That Tracey would date someone like you."
"What makes you think were dating?" I asked overwhelmed. It just didn't seem to make sense. So, just because I'm wearing a mask and am in this house means we're dating?
"Well she brought you to the house, your a man, she has been gone for like a month, so I'm assuming you two have been hanging out, and you've been staring at her this whole time," Lara pointed out.
"Oh, well were not," I told her. *Was I honestly staring at her that much? I need to keep tabs on that…* I thought to himself in anguish.
- Cleaning people are cleaning house- 3RD POV
"Where'd the brats go?" Tobi asked in a monotone voice.
"I don't know, wait, did you just call them brats?" Tracey inquired. Tobi was still trying to get used to the fact that Tracey thought he was a 20 year old who acted like a seven year old.
"Tobi did not but where are they?" he asked.
"Who cares," Tracey sighed in exhaustion as she collapsed on a park bench. Her hands on her face, "They got even more annoying. I thought with age they would get mature. I hope they don't grow up to be you."
Under his mask Tobi's eyes showed a look of distain. This girl was so blind to that fact that she couldn't see he was acting. He had always found it hard to associate with girls. They always ended up being weird and flirtatious unless he acted like he was under ten. Eventually he wore the mask for the protection of identity, and then in time he wore the mask so much, he felt as if it were his identity. To show his face would make him so nefarious and dour that he wouldn't be the same Tobi.
"So what do you think of them?" Tracey questioned.
"Huh?" Tobi was cut from his train of thought to see the girl starting to stand, "Think of who?"
"My siblings."
"I don't know," Tobi replied in the monotonous voice.
"You okay?" Tracey knew he could come out of his childish complexion to seem like a cold aristocracy, but it usually only happened for a short second.
"Oh, yes Tracey-kun! Tobi's just a little sleepy," Tobi replied, back to his youngster impressions. He couldn't help but be distracted. At the base she was the stranger that knew nothing, but in this place he was the stranger. People were smiling for no reason, her siblings were crazy, from the looks of it her parents were either dead or never home, and worst of all it smelled like cinnamon apples. But the most distressing thing about this place was that it racked his mind full of questions. Why were her siblings nuts? Where in hells name were her parents? Why the heck did it smell like apples? And who was this other? It was obvious to him that she didn't want to answer any of these, which annoyed him the most. He now knew that being at home stressed her, so why did she want to come back here anyway?
She couldn't help but keep a glancing eye on Tobi. He was unusually quiet. At first this made her more nervous than hell but after a while, she enjoyed the silence. For once the orange masked man was actually a true pleasure to hang out with. He was silent, and still. The sound of his cold voice actually seemed so soothe her. It was a better change from the high pitched tone that he normally used. She couldn't help but actually find his cold voice attractive. She shuddered at the thought. By in hearing his masculine voice she couldn't help but wonder what his facial expression would look like with it. Her eyes were entranced on his solidified figure. She wanted to know what he was thinking. For him to act like that for just a day. How long she stared at him, she didn't know but he never seemed to notice.
"Hey wanna go home?" She asked picking herself up from the bench.
"Hm? Sure," he replied as they walked back to the newly refurbished house.
The walk was just as silent as the park, but it added a peaceful atmosphere. The scent of apples seemed to be floating around. It had always been like that in this town. She never knew why and because of that it annoyed her and bugged her with questions. Reaching the house, they both walked in. Lara and Logan were watching TV, and the house was still spotless.
"Well, I'm going to bed. See ya," she waved goodbye to Tobi, and walked to her room. She couldn't help but feel the stare on her back as he watched her stride away.
-Tobi's POV-
Lara and Logan peeked over the couch, eyeing if Tracey was gone.
"Why are you here?" Lara asked in disgust. She wasn't very fond of strangers, he could tell.
"It shouldn't matter, I'm not going to be here that long anyway," He replied
"Well good," Lara sneered.
Logan gave her a side glare, "She's always like this. She thinks she's all that shit, you know?"
"Shut it Logan! My shows on, god," she growled.
"Haha," Tobi couldn't help but laugh. The boy had good humor, "Logan can I ask you some questions? I would have asked Tracey, but she wasn't that motivated today."
"Sure."
"Where are your guy's parents?"
"Our parents never really come home that often. They are always out on missions. We might see them, rarely, but they always come back on holidays. That's why Lara and I always do what we want. From all their missions we get crap loads of money so they just pay for our problems." Logan answered in a boring tone. It was obvious he never really cared much about his parents. Lara never even gave a glance to the question. It was obvious they meant nothing to her.
"Why does it smell like apples?"
"I know right! Nobody knows! We don't even have a damned apple tree in the village!" Logan spazed.
"Alright, so then who is Tracey's other or whatever?"
"Oh, him? Ha! Tracey hates him, but that's Tracey's rival. Everybody thinks they would make the perfect pair, but I'm sure she'd die before that would happen," Logan snickered at the thought.
"Thanks, then I'm going to bed," Tobi said as he paced to the guest bedroom.
"Wait, you're sleeping over?" Logan asked, and Lara gave a petrified look.
"Yeah."
"Ha, well then get ready for breakfast hell," Logan smirked. Tobi gave a confused look but then quickly shoved it off as he entered the guest bedroom.
"What do you mean there's no breakfast!" Logan blared.
"Well, there no food in this kitchen!" Tracey retaliated.
"But Tobi has to try the breakfast of doom and despair!" Logan yelled.
"My cooking is not that bad!" Tracey yelled.
"Whatever!" Logan yelled.
These were the noises i had to wake up to. I lifted himself from his bed. My facial expression, I'm sure, was well beyond pissed. I pulled a pair of low rise, grey sweatpants over a pair of black and green cross lined pattern boxers. Ascending from the bed, I grabbed a black jacket and put it over myself. Too lazy to put my mask on, I pulled the hood of the jacket up so only my mouth and just barely my nose where visible. Everything else was either shrouded by shadow or my hair dangling over my face. I didn't even bother zipping up the jacket.
Walking lazily into the kitchen Tracey and Lara stared. Logan snickered at the girls. Lara turned away first, and headed to the TV, her face crimson. Tracey was simply in pure shock. It almost looked like she thought a stranger had just roamed into her house and stayed the night.
"I am having a six-pack like him when I grow up," Logan stated, he then burst out in laughter as Tracey gave him a stern look.
-Tracey POV-
*What the hell is going on! I am going nuts. Not only was there no briefest but now Tobi had go all emo hottie on me. Shit I don't know what to do! Improvise, improvise!*
"Tracey," Tobi asked in a bland voice, "You have no orange juice in your fridge. Where is the orange juice?" he asked in his emo hottie voice as he lifted his face up from looking in the fridge. I froze. *Is it bad that I find Tobi oddly attractive.*
"Um, right, orange juice, right away!" I scrambled to the door and sprint off to the store to get orange juice. Running around the market place I found the perfect liquid store. As I ran into the juice section I stood in devastation. No pulp? Low Pulp? Medium pulp? High pulp? Organic pulp? Pulp galore? OH DEAR GOD!
Being the idiotic person I was, I bought every type. I don't even like orange juice but of course the guy with the orange mask just had to have an orange drink too. So carrying 50 pounds of orange juice, I trudged to my house.
"I have the orange juice!" I said as I collapsed on the kitchen floor. Picking through the bags he grabbed the Pulp Galore.
"Stocking up on orange juice I see," Tobi snickered as he knelt next to my collapsed body, "Tell me Tracey, do you even like orange juice?" he asked in a cocky tone.
"No," I mumbled in despair.
"Haha," he laughed, opening the bottle and drinking it out its carton, "That's what I thought."
"Cooooooooooooold," Logan commented from behind the couch, which was followed by a bitch slap from Lara.
- after some time-
"Well see ya, Tracey… Tobi," Lara added in disgust, "we got to go to school," Lara said before walking out the door, Logan closed it behind them.
"Uh, see ya," I said from behind them. This was going to be bad. Me stuck alone with Tobi, who wasn't acting like Tobi but more or less like an evil rapist.
"So what are we going to do now?" Tobi asked with a smirk. It was obvious to everyone I was not used to him like this and was in a panic.
"Uh, I don't know?"
"Well then lets go meet your other," he said walking out the door.
"What!" I raced behind him, "But you don't even know who my other is, and its not like you need to know," I tried my best to be convincing but I couldn't stir up his interest.
"Considering that he is your rival, if you go into broad daylight he is bound to see you," Tobi said looking around for this other as they walked about town.
"Really, I think he's to much of a lazy ass to come look me, so let's just go back home," I had realized now that when tobi was like this he wasn't as easy to convince or even negosiate.
"Ha! Tracey you suck at hiding!" I looked over to see my so called 'other'. He really stuck out since his hair was pretty much neon green, and had purple eyes. I had always teased that he look like an ugly plant, so that's why he always wanted to challenge me. No, wait I was wrong, he was a weed, might as well be on weed too.
"Sup ugly weed," I said in a monotone voice.
"Oh, so now I have been degraded to a lowly weed rather than a plant! Well at least my hair isn't some gross black oil color. What you roll in grease?" he stated with a smirk. I started to twitch. That bitch was going to die! "Who's your emo creeper friend?" he totally just went off topic, but it was sad that we thought the same thing about him….
"My name is Kentaro," Tobi spoke in a stern voice, his face still covered by his hood.
"I'm Akemi. That's a weird name considering it means sharp," his started to zone out over name topics.
"Well its better than a gay name like yours that means generation," you mumbled.
"Well your name doesn't mean anything so ha!"
"Weed..." I muttered
"Shut it no name!" he blared, "But why is Kentaro here? What, you realized you suck so bad that you need a teacher!" he started to laugh.
"No that's not why I'm here," Tobi stated.
Stopping from his fit of laughter Akemi looked at Tobi sternly, "Then why are you here? You better not be some spy or something!"
"Actually I'm here because I'm Tracey's boyfriend," I could see a smirk growing on his face.
Akemi's face turned pale, "Oh, well, I'm sorry I was so rude," Akemi rubbed the back of his head, trying to not show how awkward he felt. I, on the other hand, was as pale as a ghost, I'm almost possitive. "So that's why you're here, well that makes sense."
"Yeah it does," Tobi couldn't help but let out a mild chuckle, "Well, we got to go, so I guess we'll be seeing you." Tobi waved the man off as he put his arm around my waist and guided me away.
"Uh, yeah, bye!" Akemi quickly disappeared.
I couldn't believe what just happened. When did we decide to go out! Snapping out of my confusion I realized the scene that was occur, for some reason we were dating and his arm was around my waist! That was when I spazed. I jumped out of his grip, and fell over a freaking rock.
"Nice…" he had to be thinking I was an idiot.
"what the hell was that? When did I ever agree to go out with you! What happened last night!" I grabbed my head in a dramatic effect as I tried and remembered everything that happened last night. Did I get drunk or something!
"Think about it this way, now that Akemi guy thinks he's an idiot and probably thinks your cooler or something because you have a boyfriend," he replied to my spaz attack as I stared back in awe.
"That's brilliant! But you could have told me!" I said changing my emotions one after another.
"Oh spare me, you're as happy as a clam. You should be worshipping me for helping you this far. I can't believe people though you two would make a couple."
"What weed boy and I? Ewwwwww!" I put out my tongue.
"Well since were 'dating', buy me dinner," he stated.
"That's the guys job smart one. You buy me dinner."
"Damn."
"What?" two voices yelled in unison. On our left was Lara and Logan. "You two are dating!" their jaws hung open.
"Yeah," Tobi replied.
"You liar! You said you weren't dating her! Liar! You lied!" Lara yelled.
"Feel free to say lie or liar again if it makes you feel any better," Tobi stated sarcastically.
"Can we just please go home…" I was willing to beg to get out of this conversation.
- At home
"You're dating!" Logan and Lara spazed once again.
"Sure," I said in a non chanting voice. I was just going to let their imagination run wild.
"I don't buy it," Logan stated with his arms crossed, "You two look and act nothing like a couple."
"What will it take to make you buy it?" Tobi asked.
"How can I buy it if it doesn't exist! You two don't show any public affection, didn't even say you were dating, and you don't say that you love each other in those gushy voices!" Logan stated.
"Fine," Tobi said and walked over to me.
"Uh, hi?" I seriously was weirded out. Was there some rule that we had to be really dating? Not to mention that Tobi just walks over next to me and now there is this awkward silence…
"Hey Tracey," Tobi said as he leaned down and gently gave me a kiss. Looking into his eyes I could see that smirk on his face. I wasn't sure if I should be pissed off or happy… God damn!