I really. Really. Really hate my life right now.

Not only do I have to graduate with 12th graders, when I'm only in 11th, but I have to deal with bumbling retards along the way!

As I sat all the guys down and demanded to know why they were here, I got a pretty direct answer. They followed me here by making Itachi tell them where my address was. Tobi was the one who originally came up with the idea, and for once, everyone agreed.

So, coming to my house before I even arrived, they came in and decided to hide and jump out like it was a surprise party. Guess what white skinned asshole came up with that one? Yeah, I know right. But when I uncovered Tobi, they decided to JUMP me, and demand that they stay here. Wow.

Not only am I pissed at them, but that's a pretty good plan if I do say so myself…

But I can't praise them! They jumped me.

Humpf.

Sliding onto my couch, where Kisame swore that's where he wasn't hiding, I thought. I can let them stay… but they might make me ruin the school year, and my focus! If I want to get into collage next year, I have to do extra well this year…. But it won't hurt to mess around in like, writing and reading, right? Or maybe I can get into one of their classes!

"Are you guys even applied in my school?" I asked, hoping that they weren't and none of them had the guts to go and sign up.

Pein answered, "No, but three out of the ten of us are of age to sign them up."

Thinking and rethinking all of the pros and cons, I sighed in defeat.

"Alright, fine, you guys can stay." Cheers echoed through the apartment and I couldn't help but smile a bit. "But no goofing off. I need to learn both 11th and 12th grade classes, so don't mess me up."

The mood changed instantly.

Tobi sat on my lap and I could imagine his lip quivering in a pout under his swirly mask. "Why Sakura, why two grades?"

"I applied for a spot for a dorm in the collage that I'm going to, and I have to start paying the rent by next September. So, the principal's letting me learn two grades. I'm going to learn 11th in school while a tutor is going to come in on the weekends and teach me some 12th grade stuff. If I pass all of the classes, I can graduate, and then get into collage."

Silence.

"So…" Pein started, "You not only applied for a collage, got accepted, but you already reserved a dorm and you're skipping a grade just to get it."

"Yes."

"I think I love you."

Rolling my eyes and punching him in the arm, I made the cluster of boys sit. It felt weird to have them standing, and me sitting like a tiny girl. As we all arranged ourselves in my small living room, I started chitchat.

It turns out that both Pein and Hidan were collage drop outs, and were going to be 'looking after my apartment' during school hours. Sasori was in a very small-town collage and was planning to apply to a real collage so he can get education in something other than art and was hopping to find something near here. Zetsu (we had become small friends) was on his fifth year of collage, studying to be a botanist, or as dumb people would say, someone who stares at plants all day. He's gonna leave the day after tomorrow for California. Deidara is in twelfth with Kakuzu, Itachi, and Kisame while Tobi and I are in eleventh.

Cool.

Starting onto other things, my mind wandered off into the land of wonderful ponies and summers of boot camp. Till I heard a boisterous Hidan, almost snort out, "Dudes, ever notice that all that shizz Tsunade made us do could help us get out of prison?"

Everything was quiet.

"GO TSUNADE!" Sasori cried in victory, and we all laughed. Oh Tsunade… sometimes, she's to drunk for her own good!

Shuffling my pink hair, I sighed and sat up from my worn blue couch. I told the guys that were still clustered on my plain wood floor in the small living room that I was going to get changed and get some extra blankets. Then we would discuss sleeping arrangements.

As I entered my single bathroom, I heard loud arguments of who would sleep in my bedroom. Then I heard banging.

"YOU FREAKS BETTER NOT BE WRECKING ANYTHING! IF I SEE ONE THING OUT OF PLACE, HELL WILL BE UNLEASHED!"

Ah, peace and quiet.

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Slipping off my jean shorts and baggy t-shirt that had Mario on it, I tossed those in my laundry basket and put on a plain black shirt with sunny side up yellow shorts, I tossed up my hair in a bun and smacked on some deodorant. Feeling better now that I was out of the jeans that I had on before, I made my way to my small room and opened my closet. Stacking piles of blankets into my arms, I traveled back into the living room.

Dropping the blankets to a messy pile to the floor, I looked up and saw the cluster of boys, sitting stick still, a guilty look that children get when hiding a secret from their parents. Idiots probably hid what had been destroyed. Going for the couch and wedging myself in between Kisame and Itachi, I crossed my arms.

"Now. Itachi, seeing as you're the one who doesn't look like your about to piss your pants, did you guys make any plans on who was sleeping where."

His red contacts slid over to me, and his smile tweaked up. "Deidara and Sasori are going to crash on the kitchen table, Kisame and I are going to sleep in your room, on the floor of course and Tobi's sleeping on the couch. The rest are gonna be on the floor." Nodding my approval, I patted the head that was closest to my knee, which turned out to be Sasori's, and smiled like an evil mistress.

"Gooood, vedy gud, vedy gud…" I said in what could pass as a Russian accent. "Now, my pets, I heard that Zetsu is going to be leaving us! I say we plan him a good bye party… or at least make a really big card." I pointed out, dropping the accent. Mostly everyone agreed, except for Hidan, who directly said that he was, "to lazy to make such a big azz card".

Deidara quickly jumped on the idea, as did Sasori, and we began to sketch out the outline together. Meanwhile, Zetsu was intently listening to the news. Seems like he found my clicker… hell, I couldn't find that for months!

Soon, the hours ticked by and the sun started to set. Glancing at my clock and noticing that it was already ten, I got up and cracked my shoulders. I saw Deidara wince at the sound.

"Hope you guys got something to eat before you came here! 'Cause I don't have any food." I turned to them. "And if you're hungry… well, you're screwed."

A stomach growl echoed through the room and I heard a small word of 'bitch'. Swiveling around, I pointed at Kisame and laughed openly.

"ANOTHER VICTIM!" He swore again, and everyone started laughing. Go figure that Kisame would curse because of an empty stomach.

Skipping into the kitchen, I scrounged up some crackers and threw the package at the men.

"I'm going to sleep. Don't annoy me. And I think I have caned cheese in there. Knock yourself out with it." I yelled over my shoulder, quietly closing my door and crawling into my bed. For some reason, it felt weird to be in my bed. I was so used to Tsunade's soft mattress, while mine was a bit stiff. And it felt weird knowing that when I wake up tomorrow, I won't have to run laps or something unique like that.

Then I remembered that I had to set up blankets.

Psh, oh well.

I was no maid, and I will never make their beds for them.

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Waking up very comfortable in my bed the next morning, I glanced over at my clock and noticed that is was…

Three in the morning.

Oldish habits die hard.

Shifting in my bed and yawning quite loudly, I looked to my right and saw Kisame curled up on the floor. Glancing to my right, Itachi was sleeping just as deeply. Hoping from my bed and tip-toeing over the two men, I went to the bathroom and crept into the kitchen.

On my kitchen table were Sasori fitting quite snuggly on the round table while Deidara was teetering on the edge. The table was a chestnut brown, and I was surprised that it fit at least one man on it. It always seemed small to me.

And then, it happened.

One of THE most hilarious moments OF my life.

So, Deidara was teetering on the edge of the table, when Sasori mumbled something and turned on his side, completely knocking the blonde off of the table. The artist landed on the hard floor, right side down, and instantly shot awake. Yowling with pain, you could literally see the steam coming out of his ears. Deidara shot up from the floor and shoved Sasori off of the table, and started spitting out some very foul words at him.

Soon, the whole house stirred.

When we were all awake and watching the two artists battle it out in the kitchen, I pointed at them and grinned.

"Two more victims have been claimed! Fucker and long-haired whore! Amazing words, I have to say…" As I began laughing hysterically, the groggy teens behind me watched, and Deidara and Sasori stood rooted to the spot.

Oh how I love dares.