Okay, Animegrl123 and I were until resently in a war. Therefor not replying the story to one another. That is why I have not updated. Now however the war is past us and my poor character Amaya is suffering. (You'll find out in later chapters.)

Song Listening to: Promises - Megadeth

Warning: I don't even think I need this anymore. You guys are familier to the story.

Disclaimer: I only own Amaya and Corro. Naruto belongs to Kishimoto-sensei. Animegrl123 owns Kosuke. But I have full permission to use her .

Kosuke's POV

This outta be interesting, I thought, as the six of us reached Kakashi's house. It didn't look like there were any lights on in the house, or any movement going on inside, either.

"Amaya, I don't think that he's here. Maybe we should g-," I said to her, but she interrupted me.

"All right! We get the place to ourselves!" she exclaimed, while she was digging around in her pocket.

"What are you doing?" Lee asked his twin, raising his giant eyebrows at her.

"I'm looking for my key. Shit, I can't find it! Lee, give me yours," she demanded, holding her hand out to him.

He raised up his hands, to show her he didn't have one. "I don't really carry mine around with me. No pockets, so no where to put it."

I eyed his spandex green suit, and understood why he wouldn't have any where to put a key. I looked back over to Amaya, to tell her that we'd just have to go somewhere else, but she was no longer standing in front of the door. I turned my head, looking all around for her. All of a sudden, there was a small crashed that sounded like glass breaking, and I looked up. Right away I wished I hadn't. The window on the second floor of Kakashi's house was shattered, and Amaya was sticking her head out of it.

She waved down at us, then turned away from the window. We could hear her crashing around inside all the way down the stairs.

"How the hell did she become an ANBU?" Sasuke asked, frowning at all the noise she was making.

I turned to him and told him in the defense of my best friend, "She's hyped up on pixie sticks right now. They're worse than drugs, for her. You know what alcohol does to Lee?"

All four of the boys nodded.

"Well," I continued, "She gets like that with pixie sticks. Except that she just gets all hyper, not drunk like him. And it's worse, because she doesn't have to deal with anything like major hangovers like Lee does. So, she has no reason not to down as many pixie sticks as possible."

"Yikes," Naruto said, as we heard Amaya on the other side of the door.

She opened it, and we all saw that she was grinning. She must be so proud of herself, I thought, rolling my eyes.

The boys walked into the house, as Amaya held the door wide open for them.

As I passed her, I whispered, "You do know that Kakashi's going to kill you, right?"

She shrugged, as if she couldn't care less what Kakashi did.

"Don't worry about Kakashi. I can easily take care of him," she replied, closing the door behind me.

Believe me, I thought to myself, following the boys into the living room, I know you can. That's what scares me.

Amaya's POV

Okay so maybe breaking the window wasn't really necessary, but hell, I broke one rule by letting them come here in the first place, why not break another? I lead the way to my room upstairs, I flicked on the hallway light and saw why I had made such loud noise. Kakashi never told me he was taking all his boxes of crap out here to move them to the closet down stairs. Okay maybe he did, but what! Did he really expect me to remember? Especially when he just gave me pixie sticks this morning. Hahahaha! As IF!

I opened the door to my room, weapons litter the floor, I smirk, a little embarrassed. I had forgotten to put away all of my weapons. I used my foot and pushed them into the closet which was a little hard considering there was many more weapons in there too. I finally managed to shut the door. I looked at them, my smirk still there.

"Okay, Kosuke, you entertain them while I go and get some blankets from Kakashi's room."

"Amaya! Your not going to steal his blankets are you?! You've done enough to piss him off for a week already!"

"Of course not! He keeps all the extra blankets in the closet in his room." I said walking out of that room. I walked into his room, which, unlike mine, was clean. Not a kunai or paper out of place. It almost makes me feel nauseas. I walked over to the closet and opened it, again neat. I grabbed some blankets, making a little mess. It made it look better. I dragged the blankets back to my room and spread them out on the floor.

I walked over Kosuke, "So, maybe I should ask them what they want to eat. Maybe Gaara has that weird food thingy."

"You mean food cravings?" she asked me skeptically. I nodded,

"Yeah, that."

"What ever." I walked over to the other boys. "So, any of you hungry?" I asked, no one spoke and I turned to look at Kosuke she wasn't looking at me. I watched her for a moment, missing Gaara looking at Lee.

"Sure!" Lee spoke up.

'Okay," I said a little disappointed. "Follow me." I said, we walked to the kitchen. "So what exactly are we cooking?"

"Um, how about….. White rice and some ramen!" he said with a smile. I raised an eyebrow. Okay if Gaara was the one pregnant why was Lee the one choosing wacky food? At least it wasn't gross, just a weird combination. We stood there waiting for the foods too cook. It wouldn't take too long, I wondered if Kosuke was finding better info then me.