"Ew," I stated flatly, staring at mine and Kiba's dogs. Eriko seemed to be cleaning Akamaru's fur.
At least, I hoped that was what she was doing..
We were supposed to be doing the shopping for two old ladies; and were shopping in twos in different stores since, inconveniently, one shopped in the outdoor Kohona food market, where people set up stalls such as fish stalls, fruit and veg, etc, whilst the other old lady shopped in the supermarket.
I was originally paired up with Hinata, but then we realised that Akamaru and Eriko refused to separate so me and Kiba were paired up. I was currently sitting in a trolley amongst the items we were buying as Kiba pushed the trolley. I sat holding the abnormally long shopping list, reading out the list to him as he ran around frantically, pushing me in the trolley, down the isles in search of the items I was listing.
Akamaru and Eriko were perched on top of a pile of food, engrossed in their doggy acts, as I watched them, a slightly disgusted look on my face. I would have been fine if it was, I dunno, Shino's bugs because I didn't dislike Shino, but it just HAD to be Kiba's dog she fell for, didn't it?
The trolley was filling rapidly, the levels of items in the trolley getting dangerously high, and I was getting worried that I would be buried alive amongst food and... Deodorant. This lady bought a hell of a lot of deodorant. She had even listed the specific brands and scents of deodorant she required.
Kiba and I had already argued at least six times. And that didn't even count the occasional nasty remark towards each other. We really didn't get along.
I continued reeling off a list of items such as butter, eggs, milk, newspaper, ramen -the authentic, expensive type, not the usual cup ramen I, and most of the others, were used to-, deodorant, salmon, cheese cake, more deodorant, bottled water, even more deodorant, scented candles and... Denture cleaners. I shuddered when I read that out.
When we got to the till, bickering loudly, I placed the items on the counter from the trolley and made Kiba do all the packing.
"That's 768 Ryu, please" the woman behind the counter told us.
(A/N: Ryu, or Ryo, I'm not sure on the spelling, is the currency used in Naruto. 768 is.. Nearly 100 dollars I think? :3)
"WHAT?" We both yelled.
"The old lady only gave us three hundred! She's conned us or something!" Kiba shouted, but the woman was still waiting patiently for us to pay, pretending to be oblivious to our distress. After much arguing between the two of us, a lot of foot-tapping from the people behind us, and the woman behind the counter rapidly losing her patience, Kiba took out his money pouch, grumbling about how unfair it was that he should have to pay the extra. He handed over the last of his money plus the money the old lady had given us. I hopped out of the trolley and rooted through all of the bags until I found a nice red long-sleeved jumper and a black pleated skirt and put them in a separate bag then walked off, smiling to myself.
"Wait, why are you only carrying those clothes?" Kiba asked, confused.
I laughed to myself. I'd told him to pick those up saying that the old lady had written that she'd saw those a couple of weeks ago and wanted to get them for her grand daughter. She hadn't really, I just wanted them. Kiba's eyes widened when he realised my motives, then growled at me, glaring. I smirked and winked at him.
"You coming, mutt boy?" I asked.
"Wait, you're not even gonna help me with the bags?"
"Don't be stupid, of course I won't," I replied. He picked up the bags and complained loudly all the way back to the place Kurenai had told us to meet, Akamaru and Eriko trotting contentedly after us.
"Having to be with you is like hell on earth," he grumbled, to which I internally smiled. Hell? I was getting there.
When we arrived, Kiba collapsed on the floor, dropping all the bags and panting whilst I sat down on the grass admiring my new clothes. Soon Hinata and Shino arrived, holding a few bags each.
"See, why couldn't we be like them and carry the bags between us?" he grumbled.
"Because I'm a mean, short-tempered, uncaring, nasty little girl who enjoys watching you suffer," I replied with a sweet smile.
"Sadistic, much?" Kiba muttered.
"What was that, mutt-boy?" I hissed threateningly, standing up and clenching my fists. Kiba jumped up, equally mad.
"I said-"
"Guys, no fighting. Please," Kurenai cut him off, butting in, a sweat drop on her head. We sat down, sending each other dirty looks.
"Anyway," Kurenai said. "We'd better go see Mrs Kishimara and Mrs Ichiho to give them their shopping. And we're ALL going to carry shopping bags," she stated firmly, looking at me. Obviously, she'd seen Kiba surrounded by bags, still slightly tired out, and me contentedly admiring my new clothes and realised what I'd done. I scowled and walked over to Kiba. I picked up a few shopping bags and began walking next to Hinata, but not before accidentally-on-purpose stomping on his foot.
When Kiba, Kurenai, the two dogs and I -Kurenai had came with us to ensure we didn't break out into a full blown boxing match in the old lady's living room- arrived at Mrs Kishimara's house, the little old lady who had gave us the list and money opened the door. She, of course, was Mrs Kishimara.
She had a wrinkled face with round, thick-rimmed red glasses and white hair tied up in a tight bun in the back of her head, two curls of hair left loose, framing her face. She had extraordinarily large eyes and a pointed nose, and wore an excessive amount of badly-applied make up and large gold hoop earrings. She wore a green dress and had a funny-looking walking stick that had a curled bottom and a straight top with a rubber cap covering the top. Maybe she was just holding it upside down. She wore large red heels, which were so tall I was surprised she hadn't fallen down the stairs or something, especially at her age.
"Hi Mrs Kishimara," Kurenai said politely. "We've brought you your shopping!"
"Oh, thank you my dears, come in, come in! Please just leave it on the table in the kitchen," Mrs Kishimara said in a too-cheerful voice, ushering us inside and showing us the way to the kitchen.
"Excuse me, um, Mrs Kishimara?" Kiba began. I was surprised that he sounded almost... Timid? That wasn't like him. "You, um, only gave us three hundred ryu; all this shopping was actually seven hundred and sixty-eight ryu..."
"Did I? Sorry my dears," she shook her head at her own stupidness. "I'll be back in a moment," she said before leaving.
"Excuse me, um, you, um, only, um," I mimicked him, laughing. Kiba glared at me and I smiled innocently back at him. The old lady returned moments later carrying her purse.
"How much did you say you needed?" she asked.
"Four hundred and eighty-six ryu," I replied.
"Oh of course!" she began rooting through her purse and pulled out a few one hundred ryu bills, a fifty and some small coins. She handed them to me and I pocketed them gleefully.
"Thanks!" I grinned, staying as far away from Kiba as possible.
"We'd best be going now. Come on, you guys," Kurenai told us. "Thank you for your hospitality, Mrs Kishimara."
"No, thank YOU my dears," the old lady smiled at us.
As we left, I turned back and waved.
"Bye old lady!" I called.
"Eira, that was rude!" Kurenai frowned at me.
"Who said I was polite?" I shot back with a shrug.
As soon as we were far away from the house, Kiba pounced on me, knocking me to the floor. He sat on me and pinned my wrists either side of my head. I struggled and began screaming profanities but he held me down firmly.
"Where's my money? That was mine and you know it! Give it back!" he demanded, amidst cries of 'Rape! Rape!' from me.
"I haven't got any money of yours! The old lady gave the money to me, remember?" I smiled slyly.
"It was supposed to go to me though!" he growled.
"Your proof, please?" I asked.
Kurenai sighed. "Kiba, get off Eira. Eira, give Kiba his money."
"Fine," we both grumbled. He got off me and I stood up, dusting myself off. I began walking but the other two didn't follow me.
"Eira, just give him his money please," Kurenai told me, sounding worn out. "Honestly, it's like being in a monkey cage with you two!"
I stiffly walked back and took the money out of the pocket of my black hoodie and threw it at Kiba.
"You could have just done that in the first place," he muttered. I glared at him, an indication for him to shut the hell up.
"He's right, you know," Eriko barked, laughing. "Although it was funny."
I smirked and carried on walking, Kiba and Kurenai next to me with Akamaru and Eriko trotting along behind us.
We met up with Shino and Hinata in the training grounds soon afterwards. They looked like they'd been waiting round for a while.
"H-Hi, Eira, K-Kiba, Kurenai-sensei," Hinata stammered.
I was running around the training grounds when suddenly a tall guy appeared in front of me. He had glossy black hair with a weird haircut in the shape of a bowl, extremely thick eyebrows and was wearing a ridiculous tight green jumpsuit, over which was an unzipped flak jacket like the ones I'd seen other adults wear. He had orange leg warmers and his leaf headband was made of red cloth, despite everyone else I'd seen having blue headbands, and was tied around his waist like a belt.
"Um, can I help you?" I asked warily.
"Yes, I am Might Guy, Kohona's Sublime Green Beast of Prey!" he said, suddenly standing in a ridiculous pose. He was standing with his arm sticking out, giving the thumbs up sign and winking, flashing a smile with teeth so white I was sure I heard an audible 'ping!'.
"Yeah... So can I help you?" I repeated with one eyebrow raised.
"Lord Hokage wishes to see you," Guy told me.
"Oh okay then... You're weird," I stated bluntly, and his face fell.
"See you around," I added, flashing him a grin, once again showing my abnormally pointed teeth.
I ran to the Hokage's building and walked straight in, not bothering to knock at the door. The Hokage looked up from his work and raised his eyebrows.
"No knocking?" he asked.
"I don't like knocking. It's unnecessary since you would've just told me to come in anyway."
"Good point. Anyway, the rest of your team should be arriving soon, you're recieving a new mission." I nodded and leaned against a wall, bored, as Naruto's team, Team Seven, entered with their sensei. He looked interesting, with tall, spiky white hair, a lopsided forehead protector that covered his left eye and a mask obscuring the lower part of his face. He looked fairly young, 27 at most, and wore a very calm expression.
I stayed leaning against the wall, not bothering to pay attention as the Hokage explained what Team Seven's mission was. Naruto suddenly captured my attention by exploding.
"No, No, NO! I want to go on a real mission! Find us a better one!"
Iruka stood up from his place and started yelling at him. "You idiot! You're just a rookie! Everyone starts off with simple duties and works their way up!"
"But we keep getting crappy duties!" Naruto whined.
Their sensei hit Naruto on the top of his head. "Put a sock in it," he drawled.
"Seems like I have to explain how the duties work," the Hokage sighed in exhasperation. I tuned out again as he explained how A to D ranked missions worked. Kurenai had already explained this to us.
"Listen!" the Hokage yelled, capturing my attention. I looked up to see Naruto with his back to the Hokage, muttering something about ramen. I smirked. Despite his idiocy, he had some guts to blatantly ignore the Hokage.
"Oh, sorry," he mumbled, scratching the back of his head; but then he burst out.
"You're always lecturing me!" he whined. "But I'm not that trouble-making brat anymore! I'm a ninja now, and I want a real ninja mission!" he crossed his arms and pouted.
Their sensei had a look of desperation on his face.
"I'm definitely going to hear about this later..." he mumbled.
"Very well then," the Hokage said, amused. "If you think you're up for it.. I'll give you a C-rank mission."
Everyone, including me, looked up at him in surprise. I looked at the Hokage curiously, wondering his motives. "You will be protecting and escorting someone home safely."
"Now that's what I'm talking about!" Naruto grinned triumphantly. "Who are we guarding? A princess? An important councillor? A feudal lord?"
I almost laughed at that.
"There's no need to be so impatient," he told the determined knucklehead. "You can meet him now. Send in our visitor!"
I heard a slurred voice and watched as an old, red-faced man entered, holding a half-empty bottle of sake.
"What? A bunch of kids?" he exclaimed. I almost laughed when he said that. The poor guy obviously expected some top anbu escorts. If so, he shouldn't have really ranked it a C. "They all look like brats!"
He took a long swig of his sake then looked at Naruto. "Especially the short one with the stupid looking face," he continued harshly. "Do you expect me to believe that you're a ninja?"
Naruto laughed stupidly.
"Who's the shortest one with the stupid looking face?" he asked dumbly. Sasuke and Sakura moved closer to him, showing that both were taller than him. After a few minutes he realised that the insult was directed at him.
"I'll kill you!" he shrieked, but his sensei grabbed him by his collar.
"You can't kill the client, idiot," he informed an infuriated Naruto. "We're supposed to be protecting him, remember?"
The drunken man looked at their team with disapproval.
"I am Tazuna, a master bridge builder, and I must return to my land. and I expect you to provide me with high-quality protection and protect me with your lives!" he declared, both haughtily and arrogantly.
This guy was beginning to annoy me. I wished my team would just come already.
"I wish I could go, now," I said. Heads swivelled round to look at me; they obviously hadn't noticed I had been observing the scene the entire time. "It sounds more interesting than what mission I'll be given.."
"Well, why don't you then? There's four people on your team and you only had the simple task of baby sitting an elder's grandson. The other three could take care of that." the Hokage smiled at me.
"Really?" I asked, suddenly delighted. A mission without Kiba? An interesting one too! I was over the moon. The Hokage nodded.
"Awesome." I walked over to Team Seven and flashed a grin at Tazuna. He backed away slightly when he saw how sharp my teeth were, and I laughed.
"Alright, we'll meet at the entrance in an hour," their sensei informed us. "I'm Kakashi by the way," he added, talking directly to me. "And you?"
"Eira," I replied, before turning and walking out with Naruto behind me. We went into the house, still as messy as ever, and I ran up to my room and got ready.
I couldn't believe I was going on a mission with Team Seven, that the Hokage would actually LET me. Well this was going to be interesting..
There's chapter three xD I didn't quite plan on her going on the mission with team seven, I just ended up typing it O_O at least it's a little more interesting than sending you on a boring trip full of baby sitting, cat feeding, weed picking and other boring missions Team 8 had to endure. Thanks for reading, and don't forget to review and tell me what you think! ^^