Kitsune's P.O.V

I yawn and stretch out my back from my position on the couch. Momo was still fast asleep, and I didn't have a marker on me. DAMNIT!

I get up and smile at the mess of condoms littering the... What the hell do I call this place? It's not a room, but not exactly a dungeon... The droomon. Yeah...

I pat myself on the back for my smartness and start cleaning up the unwrapped and popped condoms. I wonder where Izuna is?

"Izuna-chan!" I lean on the bar-door that keeps us locked in. "I'm hungry! Are you awake?"

No answer, so he's either ignoring me or still sleep. I groan and try to get a look around, but all I could do was see a hall way. I stand there for awhile, praying to the gods that I wasn't stuck, before pulling myself out between the bars and going back to the couch.

I walk in circles around the droomon and wait for everyone to wake up. God, I hate my sleeping habits, few people wake up at these times. Well, if we're gonna be here I'm making some requests. Hmph.

I cross my arms and blow a stray piece of hair out my face. I need a brush.

"What to do? What to do?" I sigh outloud. "Izuna's not here to poof some stuff up, Momo's still sleep... I'll practice my therapy techniques!"

Izuna's P.O.V

"Izuna-chan!" One of the girls yell from their... Whatever they wish to call it. "Are you awake? I'm hungry!"

I take one look at the clock and shove a pillow over my head. I dealt with them all day yesterday, I'm not getting up at 3am. Things are quiet for quite sometime and I sigh in relief.

I'm almost back to sleep when a scream erupts from the back room.

"IZUNA! HEEELP! AHHHHHH!"

Definantly Kitsune.

With no chance of going back to sleep, I get up and pull on some pants, going to see what the hell has the girl screaming this early in the morning.

"What the hell are you screaming for?" I growl out.

"That spider bit me! Is it poisonus? Ahhh! Imma gonna die!" Kitsune shreiks.

"Shut up, it's just a spider. Kill it."

"But it's huge!"

"Don't care, kill it,"

"Meany."

"It's four in the morning."

"How come you keep us in here? We won't break anything, I swear on my stepmother's grave! It's so stuffy in here!"

Momo yawns, finally waking up, "Yeah, we won't leave. It's actually not half bad here. We don't even know where we are, and Kitsune has a horrible sense of direction."

I roll my eyes and start to walk away.

"Izuna, I don't get why you don't just seal the front door?" Kitsune points out. "That way, we can't leave but we can still around the... Imma call it a house."

"It's a win-win situation," Momo adds.

I take this into consideration as I keep walking. They might be pretty strong, but they're not all to smart. I could just use an advanced seal that they couldn't break. Yeah... I'll go do that.

Kitsune's P.O.V

I squeal in delight and hug Izuna as he lets us out the droomon. Then I go off to find the laundry room. I strip down, leaving my Akatsuki cloak on and wash a load of clothes. Then I go find the bathroom and take a long hot shower, washing my hair while I'm at it.

I was enjoying myself so far. I wonder if he has any coffee? Does he live alone...? Pretty damn big house for a single person.

I leave the shower and grab a comb off the counter, going into the living room to wait for my clothes to finish the wash cycle. I was eager to find a TV, not so eager that Momo and Izuna had taken it over.

"The news? Why?" I groan, sinking into the couch. "It's so boring! All they do is report stuff and-"

"If we change the channel, will you shut up?" Izuna snaps, changing the channel to some cartoons, but turning it down real low.

"Someone's not a morning person." Momo chuckles.

I watch cartoons and comb out my hair for the next hour, until it's silky smooth and straight. A low buzz comes from the laundry room and I run to put the clothes in the dryer.

Momo's P.O.V

I get up and make myself some breakfast, which was some microwave pancakes and a cup of orange juice. Izuna had gone back to sleep the second Kitsune had left the room the go put her clothes in the dryer.

"Momo, if I put these bullets in a frying pan, would they shoot themselves?" Kitsune appears out of nowhere, taking apart her magical gun that refills itself.

"Maybe, why?" I shrug.

"Saw it in a movie."

"Well don't, we promised Izuna we wouldn't destroy his house."

She sighs heavily, "Okay..."

She gets to work on looking for something to eat. I leave the kitchen without another thought, changing the channel to some reality show. Things go silent in the kitchen.

"Kitsune...?" I call out boredly.

I'm answered by an explosion and a scream... Then some cursing... Few more crashes... Another curse.

I run into the kitchen, "What did you DO!"

"I tried to make pancakes and bacon!" She shreiks, stomping out a fire. "It didn't work out!"

"You idiot! He's gonna be pissed!"

"My bad, okay!"

"HOW DO YOU MAKE PANCAKES EXPLODE!"

A buzz goes off sounding slightly faraway.

"MY CLOTHES!" Kitsune stops just outside the kitchen. "And it was the bacon that exploded." And then she's gone... How does she do that?

I groan and start trying to erase the traces of exploded bacon from the kitchen. It wasn't to hard, but I couldn't do anything about the stove.

Kitsune comes back in her normal clothes, "Thanks for cleaning the mes-"

"Your taking the blame."

We pause to stare as Izuna tromps into the kitchen, staring at the stove blankly. Kitsune puts a pot on her head and cowers under the table.

"What happened... To... My... Stove." Izuna's eye twitches.

"Kitsune tried to make bacon." I exit the room.

Flavia's P.O.V

"What's with the fancy, rainbow backpack?" Dinah questions.

"It's got food and Kitsune's tools of therapy."

"For?"

I lean closely to her ear and whisper almost silently, "Izuna is Madara's brother. If Kitsune likes Izuna... She'll work a miracle."

"Ohhhh,"

Madara glances back at her, "What's with the Oh?"

"Noothing."

"Oh really."

"Yeah, really."

"This is so entertaining." I grin. "I like starting things."

"..." Itachi stops walking. "We're surronded."

"Thank you, useful Uchiha." Konan spites.

"Hey, I'm useful." Madara flips Konan off.

Dinah sighs, "Guys-"

"With what? Flirting?" Konan scowls.

"Don't scowl hun, it'll ruin your face... Oops, to late." Madara teases.

"Ohhh! Buuurn!" I laugh.

Itachi sighs, pulling out a kunai, all too use to this situation.

Dinah tries again, "Guys, I thi-"

"Oh! You wanna say I DON'T LOOK GOOD!" Konan screeches. "What about those wrinkles, huh!"

"Ooh, damn!" I cheer them on.

"What about your fat ass and saggy boobs, huh!" Madara growls back.

"GUYS, SHUT UP AND FOCUS OR I WILL SHOVE A 10 INCH DILDO UP YOUR FUCKING ASS!" Dinah screams, stomping her foot.

We all freeze and stare, even the enemy Shinobi that were trying to sneak up on us.

"YOU TOO!" Dinah screams at the enemy. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE OR YOUR HEAD IS GOING UP HIS ASS, YOUR HEAD IS GOING UP HER ASS AND YOUR HEAD IS GOING IN HIS DICK!"

"Ouch." Madara backs away slowly. "Okay, we'll be serious."

"Scared of your girlfriend, Madara." I tease.

"Hey, if you want a head shoved up your ass, that's fine with me. I'm not into that."

"Psh, I'm not either."

I gave you a double update for taking so long ^^; sorry again!