Author's Note: Sorry for the delay! I've been so much into writing White Paper lately this chapter has been put off to the side! However, here it is, the new story for Hey Sound, with the return of Freak-chan (aka Naruto)!

Beware: Slight innuendos may be applied to this chapter, but all for the sake of comedy, I assure!

Story Thirteen: The Unwanted Visitor, Part Two

Sakura hummed to herself as she skipped around just outside of the Sound base, picking flowers to brighten up the dank place she called home. Her basket was already full of flowers, but still, it didn't hurt to pick more, especially with all the dark places around...like Kabuto's lab, Orochimaru's room, the dining area, to camouflage the spot on the kitchen counter where Karin accidentally slammed her head on it running to glomp a half-naked Sasuke...

"Lalala...flower picking is fun..." she sang, then stopped, tapping a finger to her chin, "Wait...shouldn't I pick myself because I'm named after a flower? But then again, I'm already bright enough in Sound, so I've must have already been picked!" Satisfied with her odd quandary, she went back to her task.

Until she heard a yell and the sound of someone falling out of a tree. Sakura turned around quickly to the sound and promptly pointed at the fallen, hurt figure, "Freak-chan!"

Headfirst and sprawled upward against the tree was Naruto, or Freak-chan as Sakura so politely called him the other night, rubbing his blonde-covered skull from the hardness of his impact. Blue eyes opened to see Sakura pointing at him, basket in her arm, and her brows knitted tightly in anger, "What are you doing here, Freak-chan?"

"Sakura-chan! What do you mean that you've been picked!? Who picked you!?" Naruto yelled, getting up quickly and gripping the child-woman's shoulders. Angrily she struggled, glaring at him, "I'll get Sasuke-chan and Kabuto-chan! Or I'll get Daddy Orochimaru if you don't let me go, stupid Freak-chan!"

"Just tell me what you mean! Who picked you?"

"Kabuto-chan picked me first, since he found me first."

"That evil son of--"

"Then Sasuke-chan picked me next because he found me next."

"What!? The teme too!? Did you just heal yourself so you could be picked again!?"

"And then lastly Daddy Orochimaru."

Naruto felt like he was going to faint, 'The traitor...the teme...and the snake pedophile...they picked Sakura-chan...' He felt lightheaded as he lost grip on Sakura's shoulders, and his eyes began to close...

"Freak-chan?"

Thud. It was all too much; Naruto had fainted.

That evening, during dinner, Sakura placed down her fork and looked around the members of the group, "What does it mean when a person is picked?"

Tomato juice was spat, food fell out of mouths, and silverware clang onto plates, "WHAT?"

Orochimaru looked at the rosette cautiously, "Sakura my dear, where did you hear such a term?"

"From a conversation from Freak-chan. He kept asking me who picked me first, and I think we were talking about two different things."

He sighed, "I think we need to have "the talk" after dinner..."

Wow, poor Naruto. He thought that three people "picked" Sakura, but clueless Sakura thought he was meaning who met her first. Ah, more fun with Freak-chan! Anyway, we may see Naruto again in later stories, but for now, this is the end of seeing him (too much trauma for his mind to handle).

Enjoy until next time!