WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIITT!!! Before I start:
A big 'thank you' to those people who made my heart (and ego) swell with gratitude…
I'm literally bouncing on my chair as I write this (almost fell out of it too, good thing the bed's right behind me). I forgot where I put my notebook (where I wrote the story), so I'm gonna have to recall from memory. I have bad memory-recalling skills. I think you know what that means.
And the title was supposed to have a question mark in it, but I dunno how it got erased… Never mind that. Anyway, you probably don't care about my useless rambling. Let's get on with the story.
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My Soulmate is a Psycho?! Chapter 1: Shoot! I forgot the Title!!!
Dear Diary,
Nothing much happened today. Well, except that Ino and Sakura-chan dropped by unannounced to borrow some of my books.
They showed me this peculiar pink notebook, saying that it will help me find my soulmate. Right, like I really need to know. Naruto-kun's new girlfriend is really not a good match for him. I place my bets on sometime next week. Anyway, I'm gonna try it later, you know, it's not like it's real, anyway.
Hmm…I wonder if a shinigami will pop up if I use that notebook, you know, Killer Note-style. Yeah, that show. Nah. Maybe Cupid, eh?
I'm rambling again. Got to go—planning world domination.
Love, Hinata
Putting the diary aside, and after making sure the door was locked, Hinata pulled a shoebox from under her bed. In it were dozens of large folded blue sheets. She took one out and started working on her next diabolical plot.
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Earlier that day, Sakura Haruno was dragging a seemingly-intoxicated Ino inside the school grounds. They were late. Very late.
Getting to the door, Sakura yanked at the handle. It wouldn't budge. Without so much as another thought, she did the only thing she could think of: They burst violently through the wall.
The council members turned to see who caused all the ruckus. What they saw was smoke and dust. And when that settled down, there was a big gaping hole where the wall was supposed to be, and two girls in the middle of it.
"The, uh, door wouldn't open. It was locked," she grinned sheepishly.
"It wasn't locked, what did you do?"
"Well, when I pulled it, it wouldn't open."
"Ahem," Sasuke coughed. He pointed to the door. There was a sign that said 'push'.
"Oh."
"Well then, take a seat, we were just about to start discussing the proposal of the new bla blah bla blahblah…" said this very boring man in a business suit.
—Around thirty minutes later—
"..bla bla blah..." Man, was this guy boring! The others seemed to think so too, because most of them were sleeping. That included Shikamaru, Ino, Sakura, Lee (which is a shock), and pretty much the rest of the committee, except for Sasuke, who already left, and Shino, who I can't tell if he was sleeping or not.
"…blabla blah blah… Thank you." That last statement was met with a standing ovation. You would too, if someone finally finished a long and boring speech.
Tsunade (the principal) and Shizune hurried up front. The others were getting up and looked ready to leave.
"Wait—before you go, about the speaker's proposal…" Everyone groaned.
"The transferees…" Nobody reacted. (Wait, what transferees?) "…are Temari, Kankuro, Chiyo, and… Gaara."
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Hinata looked at the notebook beside her. It seemed to beckon her. Taking her eyes off her latest scheme, she flipped the notebook to the fifth page and started scribbling.
When she was done, she turned around and fell asleep.
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Ha! Finally finished!! I was so hyped up to type this in!! Oh, and I just found my notebook a while ago!
Meh, the disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Death Note. XD
Oh, and do you think I should do a short fic on Hinata's plot? Eh? Whaddya think?
Please review.