::YAWN:: Oh dear what now, 12:09 am? I seem to have waken from a most... undelightful dream, only to have the inspiration to provide my dearest reviewers with one more of their beloved chapters for the story. But, alas, I ramble in my words. Read and be merry.

It's been fives days now, five days sleepless. Five long days of waiting. And for what? To become a mere Chuunin in a stupid village of ninja idiots? I think it best if I was to go return to my dear comrades in Akatsuki. Yet look at me, sitting here, just now returning to logic? What must one do to achieve a state of mind in which the body and mind, spirit and soul is in peace, tranquil? Lasting this long awake, no sleep?! Oh, even to share a bed, just to rest a slight bit, it would so much please me to catch up on the sleep of which i have missed out upon. And now, I think it best if i return to my own, rest in the world of slumber, as that horrid testing begins yet tomorrow. Xeala thought loudly, sitting on the edge of the window as the midnight moon shone down, she turned to look back at her bed, where Pyralis sat sleepily.

Xeala... I've lived a great time, and I barely understood a single word you just thought. Pyralis thought back to her, sitting on her bed not too far off.

"Are you going to pass out yet?" A voice said from below the window. Sleepily and slowly, Xeala leaned forward to see who was speaking.

"Hello there, Itachi-kun," Xeala said, smiling as her eyes began creeping to sleep.
"...are you on drugs?" Itachi said in a quite... well... disturbed, voice.

"Drugs I've not touched in all my years, be they few. I've slept not for five days and the white bird on my bed who talks to me and preaches to souls says I should have slept four days past," Xeala said, and Itachi nodded, as if he actually understood any of that. (I barely did and I'm the writer...)
"It seems... there's been a problem... your mission is to be suspended as of tonight. You are to return to Akatsuki immediately, concious or not," Itachi said, his arms crossed. (AND ACTUALLY IN THE SLEEVES FOR ONCE! AMAZING!)
"That's nice," Xeala said, completely oblivious to what Itachi just said, fell over forwards onto the ground face first. Itachi raised an eyebrow as she hit the ground unflinchingly.

"...and this is why I have patience unlike others..." Itachi said, staring at the blue-haired essence of clumsy.

You are slow...Pyralis thought to her, then grabbed her backpack in his beak, carrying it to the window. After securing himself inside said backpack... somehow... he rocked it over the edge to land on Xeala's back. Xeala, in as surprised a state as you can get after not sleeping for five days, slung the backpack over her shoulders as if she would stand up and walk around with it. Xeala attempted to stand up, groping the wall of the house to assist in bearing her own weight, plus that of her backpack. Itachi sighed, realizing there was no way she was bringing herself to Akatsuki like that...

"How long have you been awake?" Itachi asked, taking her backpack from her before she fell over causing sound to attract any attention to them.

"...::yawn:: five days..." Xeala said, her eyes almost completely closed now. Itachi looked at her upsetly. (remember itachi's wide range of expressions! -/.\- , -/.\- , AND! -/.\- )

"You. Are. Stupid." Itachi said bluntly, picking up the twelve year old in one arm.

"Yea...zZZZzzz..." Xeala had completely fallen asleep now. Itachi glared at her, since she couldn't report him for making rude faces, finding some way around the rules to get him in trouble with the Leader. Sighing, Itachi left... or should I say... FLED KONOHA LIKE A LITTLE CHICKEN! Bock! Bock bock-ba-bock! CHICKEN!
...yea... no he just jumped out of the village via trees. He lived there too! Remember? n.n okay yea.

If they send me on these shitty ass messaging missions one more time, I swear to whatever deity above this world, I'm going to hurt someone... as badly as I can... Itachi thought, quite disturbed with the fact Akatsuki kept sending him to talk to a twelve year old, when Deidara clearly got along with Xeala famously. Even Sasori would get along with the little twerp. But no. They have to send him? It's completely absurd, and annoying.
Hi.
Itachi blinked for a minute, pausing, since he was now out of Konoha. He looked around, making sure nobody was following. Then he decided to pursue where this second voice in his head was coming from.

Have I missed enough sleep to be skitso?
Look. In. The. Back. Pack. You. Dumb. Ass. Uchiha.
Itachi, now quite questionably wondering how some voice in his head was commanding him to do something, opened the backpack, and the white dove flew out, approaching Xeala, then resting on her shoulder, with hit's head pressed against her blue hair. Itachi poked the bird to make sure he wasn't going blind this fast. The bird pricked his finger with it's beak, oddly, the beak of a bird of prey instead of that of a dove. Itachi was now completely confused. (I AM HAVING SO MUCH FUN OVER HERE!!)
Are... you... the bird?

Oh my dear lord you are slower than zombie girl over here.

...Well... it's... slightly odd... when a bird communicates mentally... vocal animals are barely standable as it is... Itachi grabbed the bird around it's wings, as it wouldn't be able to fly this way.
Can you go back in the backpack and not ever talk again?

Yes on the first one, no on the second but I'll stay quiet til Xeala takes me out.

There is a God. Itachi looked up at the sky and mouthed the words 'Thank you'. Putting the bird back into the backpack, Itachi slung it harshly over his shoulder and repositioned Xeala on his other arm, 12 year olds have oddly shaped bodies, don't ya know. Well, Xeala does... if that counts for anything. Does it? Ah, oh well. Right now, I'm guessing Itachi wants me to stop stalling this and get him back to Akatsuki so he can catch up on his 'gorgeous hot drop dead sexyness' beauty sleep. Well... maybe he'll stop to pick a few flowers or something... ( at this moment there were scary noises coming from outside the authoress' bedroom so she decided it best for her own health if she were to speed up this process of getting to Akatsuki)
Itachi stomped into the Akatsuki place buidling thing. Throwing Xeala towards the couch, he realized there was about 110 pounds of muscle still stuck to his arm.
"No. no. no," Itachi said, seeing as in Xeala's sleep, she had clamped her arms around his... now almost glued together. Itachi's face turned to the most horrified face one will ever see. "No!" Itachi shook his head and blinked, assuming he had gone into a state of hallucination and there wasn't really a 12 year old glued to his arm. "This... is madness... complete madness... I will not stand for this..."

Then sit down, or lay down, whichever you prefer, Pyralis replied smartly. Itachi kicked the backpack into the wall upsetly. ( he's like a hormonal teenager...i guess that makes him like me... lol...)
"...candy..." Xeala said in her sleep, and her grip on Itachi's arm became extremely tight... I'm talking like those rubber bands they use to stop the blood flow in your arm when they draw blood or whatever those are for. Itachi stomped to his room, dragging Xeala along. Itachi walked over to his bed, sat down, hung his arm over the side of the bed so Xeala would be on the floor and as far away from him as possible, he didn't like her at all... well... i guess you could say that he could just barely tolerate her. But this was over the limit of toleration by 10000-fold. Itachi growled, then dropped hid head onto his pillow. There's a twelve year old hyper as fuck girl clamped onto my arm, it's 3am. And there's no way I'm going to let her live in the morning if she doesn't wake up. Itachi turned the other way and glared back towards Xeala, then rolled his sharingans and went to sleep. (haha, rolled his sharingans... get it? Lol... yeah i'm shot it's now 12:57am)
END CHAPTER! WHEEEEEEE!!!! HURRAH! HURRAH! HURRAH HURRAH!