Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ A Girl Named Yama ❯ Chapter 10 - There and Back Again ( Chapter 10 )

A Girl Named Yama

 

Author: XoXSilverDragonXoX

 

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from `Naruto'. The only thing I own is my main character, Umari Yama, and maybe some unrecognizable characters that you may see.

 

Brief Summary: A girl finds herself dumped into Hatake's bed one day in a different world to deal with an emotional Sasuke, a hyperactive Naruto, a flirty Genma and lazy Kakashi. And of course, to deal with all the glory of life in Konoha to boot.

 

Last Chapter:

 

After another encounter with Uchiha Itachi, Yama rushes to the bridge in time to interrupt a fight between Haku and Sasuke. Somehow, a flurry of odd situations puts her and Naruto within the fight and against Haku. After a brief fight, Yama gets injured badly. And then we all find out that… -cue gasps- Yama is Sasuke's sister! Cliched… I know…

 

Warnings:

 

Hints of Shounen Ai. So small you need to squint to see it. Seeing as this story is rated `M' be expecting a bit of language now and then.

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

Chapter 10 - There and Back Again

 

'Why... what's going on...'

 

My mind felt groggy as I tried to open my eyes. After several futile attempts to do this, I gave up, letting my eyes resume their closed position. I think I'll just sleep a bit more. No need to do one thing when my body demands another thing, right?

 

That was when I felt a heavy weight on my stomach and a whispering voice drifted into my ear.

 

'Get up...'

 

'...' I ignored the voice, wanting to rest.

 

'Wake up.'

 

'No,' I grumbled back stubbornly.

 

'WAKE UP!' That's when I recognized the voice. It was Taka.

 

'Whadda ya want.' I might as well be courteous and ask at least that much. He had kind of helped me, after all— even if it wasn't all that much help.

 

'Wake up, Yama.'

 

I perked up. Usually, Taka didn't usually use my real name. It was always stupid or idiot. 'What now?'

 

'There's someone that's going to go berserk because you won't wake up.' Taka said in annoyance, 'So wake up now!'

 

'… whaddaya mean beserk' I yawned mentally, 'But I am dead, aren't I? Nothing I can do about that!"

 

Take grumbled in annoyance and I felt him give me a sharp wake in the back of the head. Ow! What the hell?

 

'...'

 

'Just wake up already. Trust me on this - you're not dead."

 

'Wha-?' Really? I wasn't dead?

 

No answer. His presence was gone.

 

'Damnit!' I cursed Taka and his stupid mysteriousness, before struggling again to open my eyes.

 

My eyes opened a pinch and I stared into a mass of dark hair. Ow… well now I know why I felt so heavy. I heard Kakashi talking.

 

“Sasuke, you need to move so I can try to heal the rest of her.”

 

Heal? Was he healing me? Was that why I wasn't dead? That's when Kakashi noticed that I was awake.

 

"Yama-" he broke off when Sasuke lifted his head, staring at me emotionlessly. I could see light tear stains on his pale cheeks. What the hell?! He was crying?! For me?! People, call the press! Because Uchiha Sasuke is crying! Well not really crying crying. He was more like just `letting-out-a-few-tears' crying.

 

I could see everyone else around freeze when I slowly tried to sit up, but I only succeeded in stretching my wounds so I dropped back down, groaning in pain from the stupid needles.

 

"Yama-san!" Sakura launched herself at me from my right (Sasuke was on my left) and practically flattened me into the ground. I winced in pain and gently tried to pry the sobbing girl off.

 

"Sakura..." I grunted lowly. "... You..." I broke off when I met Kakashi's intense gaze. His left was glowing green. It faded as he released the jutsu. He quirked his eyebrow and gave me an eye smile. Heh. I could get used to those.

 

"Yama-chaaaan!" Naruto yelped out and was the next one to jump on top of me. My eyes widened and in attempt to prevent my body from suffering any other bodily harm, I attempted to roll over, which was constricted because of Sakura's death grip.

 

"Gah!" I groaned again at the added weight.

 

Almost immediately, Sakura shot up from her position, glaring daggers at Naruto - the best she could through tear-blurred eyes, anyway.

 

"Naruto! You're hurting her!" As soon as her voice rose, Naruto cringed and I latched onto Sakura's arm.

 

"It's fine, Sakura. I'm fine... maybe a little dizzy though..." I grunted, sitting up slowly.

 

She hesitated and after giving Naruto one last warning look, settled into a seat beside me, carefully inspecting the needles, "They aren't that deep in... but we should get them out as soon as possible. Besides..." she gave me a meaningful look, "We don't know if the tips have been dipped in poison or not." She glanced at Naruto and Sasuke as well, "So we're going to have to get you checked out - all of you - since you've been hit by the needles as well. But Kakashi-sensei was healing you earlier, so I think you'll be okay, Yama-san.”

 

I nodded in confirmation and suddenly Sasuke threw himself back against me. "Sasuke?!" I yelped, confusion clouding my mind when his two arms wrapped firmly around my waist. The boy stayed silent, burrowing his face into my neck. I stifled the urge to laugh. His hair was tickling me!

 

Surprisingly, Sakura's eyes were not bugged out and she wasn't freaking out. I still remember what had happened last time Sasuke had gotten too close to me... That resulted in a tear in the girl bonding in the group and a sulking Sakura.

 

What was going on?

 

"Ma, ma, all of you back off, let her have some air." Kakashi finally said. Sakura obediently moved back, but Naruto made no move and had obviously no intention of moving, "Mou… Yama-chan!” Naruto pouted. “You weren't supposed to fall asleep before I got you to the hospital!” He accused. I laughed lightly and broke out coughing. “Sorry, Naruto. I was never good for staying awake when I'm tired.” I added.

 

Kakashi commented casually, "Just be glad that I managed to get to you in time. I removed the needle that had hit the tip of your spine and thyroid gland.” He cocked his head. “Any longer and it would have effected you long-term. I managed to remove them cleanly and healed the damage.” I shuddered. Damn. I glanced down at the ball of hair on my chest. I gave it an experimental poke.

 

“…” Sasuke pulled away with a grunt, and I saw him rubbing his face discreetly. I rolled my eyes. It's not going to hurt you if you show that you have a heart now and then, you idiot.

 

I glanced at my arm. Oh fun. I bet that removing these stupid things would feel like removing leeches, except for the burning and salting part. I bit my lip. Better sooner than later. I took another breath. Fuck, do I ever hate needles. The world would do mighty fine without them, I'm sure.

 

Glaring at Sasuke, seeing as most of the needles in him had been removed, I grabbed two of them that were in my arm and yanked them out. Pain… ow, ow… wait. I blinked. That wasn't that bad… I pulled out another one that was in my leg. Huh. I hardly felt the damn things at all.

 

“The boy Haku, was kind.” Kakashi said softly. He pulled his forehead protector back up. “He wasn't aiming to kill you.”

 

I stared blandly up at Kakashi. Shit. I think I'm starting to cry. Pulling my knees up against my body, I attempted to wipe the tears away with my hands. “… Sorry…” I managed a half-sob, half laugh. “I shouldn't be… shouldn't be… crying. Sor… Sorry!” Kakashi dropped a hand onto my head.

 

“Well, it's all right.” He said, looking away. “I think you're entitled to cry, given the situation.”

 

Pressing my hands against my face harder, I continued to sob, tears streaming down my cheeks. Heck, I didn't want to cry. But it turns out my body doesn't like to listen to the mind. I'm not a person that cries very easily. In fact, I don't think I've cried since I got lost in a mall when I was still a kid.

 

Ninja's aren't supposed to cry. I began to hiccup, and I felt someone wrap me into a bear hug. Peering through my fingers, I saw blonde hair. “You needed a hug!” Naruto grinned at me. I managed another shaky laugh. Yeah. Yeah, I needed a hug. Thank you, Naruto.

 

I think the close-death taught me sometime. It changed something about me. All I could remember was thinking that I wasn't able to draw up anyone important in my life except for my mother. Was it really all right if I remained alone?

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

"Mmm... sleep..." I muttered softly, rolling onto my side. I opened my eyes... I blinked in confusion. Where was I?

 

I shot up in the bed. I was back in the room Sakura and I had shared. I turned slightly red and clenched my fist. I had cried myself to sleep. Could I get any wimpier? That's when I noticed I wasn't alone in the bed. I glanced down.

 

"Yama…nee..." A quiet voice murmured sleepily. I glanced down, only to see Sasuke sleeping beside me, his head burrowed into the pillow beside me and arms clinging around my arm, rather tightly.

 

'Huh?' Wait… Yama-nee?!

 

I blinked stupidly, unable to comprehend what was going on.

 

Wait... was this Sasuke? I peered at the person closely. Maybe it was a Naruto or Sakura in disguise or something, "When..." I broke off and Sasuke stirred. Soon, his eyes fluttered open and he shifted, his face leaning slightly upwards. His dark eyes were staring straight at me, "Onee-chan..." he murmured again. He appeared to be still half asleep. His eyes closed again and he buried his head into the pillow once again.

 

I frowned, feeling rather uncomfortable. I wasn't used to seeing him so... so vulnerable...

 

Well. I suppose I'll let him sleep for now. I flopped back down and stared up at the grey ceiling. I think I've let out enough emotion in the past 24 hours or so.

 

But like I said before; I think it's time I get my act together. I have to admit, I haven't exactly planned it out when I had exclaimed I wanted to be a ninja that one day. Number one, I had absolutely no reason to be one. I understood that the others around me had dreams, whether they were to become the next Hokage or whether they wanted the strength to protect the village. What reasons did I have? Absolutely none.

 

Nothing at all!

 

And that is exactly what I need to decide, if I'm going to get serious. No more playing around. No more fooling myself. By choosing to study under Iruka, I needed to understand that this wasn't any game. Ninja's live in a life and death world. And if I wanted to join that world, I needed to treat it as such.

 

That's when a cough was at the door drew my attention. I glanced to the side to see Kakashi along with Sakura in the door frame. Naruto was nowhere to be seen.

 

"What," I grumbled, eyes narrowing at him. He only offered a small wink, before his gaze landed on Sasuke. Sakura's gaze was also fixed on Sasuke.

 

"He's been there since you were asleep..." Sakura murmured softly, eyes sparkling at having the chance to see Sasuke in such a vulnerable state.

 

"Which was about three days ago." The Jounin added helpfully. I started.

 

"Three days?!” I croaked out. I coughed and flushed. That was sooo not cool. My voice had squeaked at the end.

 

Surprisingly, Sasuke didn't even stir beside me, and only tightened his grip around my arm.

 

Silently, Sakura handed me a glass of water, which I drank greedily.

 

I focused my attention on Sasuke before pushing my hair behind my ears in frustration. Suddenly Kakashi was beside me, one hand placed on my forehead. “Ma, it doesn't seem like you have a fever.”

 

I froze and pulled the blankets up to cover the blush on my cheeks. I wasn't used to being mothered like this. Even my own mother knew that I could take care of myself very well. She rarely worried about me.

 

"Uh...” Oh yea. I sat up to scanned myself. Where were all the cuts and bruises? And while we're at that, what jutsu had Kakashi used to heal me earlier?

 

"I healed them." Blunt and to the point. That was just like Kakashi to answer a question like that.

 

My hands made a 'and then' motion - my wrist rolling twice. "With..."

 

"A healing jutsu." My glare darkened and he held up his hands in surrender. "All right, all right. It's a healing jutsu, really. That's all I can tell you. Here, I'll even show you." In two quick movements, Kakashi had already made hand seals - too quick for me to see - and a glowing green chakra surrounded his hand.

 

"Don't medic-nins only know that jutsu?" I asked suspiciously. Kakashi gave me a wry grin, "It's the basic of medic-nin knowledge. I only know it because I had a friend who I worked with in an Anbu squad." The ending trail of his speech had a bitter note to it, so I decided not to ask about that. Having Kakashi in a bad mood is a big no-no.

 

I felt Sasuke stir beside me. All of us simultaneously glanced at Sasuke. He was still sleeping. Sakura stepped closer, her eyes softening as she gazed down at Sasuke.

 

"He must be tired..." Sakura commented softly, running a hand over Sasuke's hair, gently, as if afraid it would wake him. Sasuke shifted, unconsciously shying away from Sakura's hand.

 

"... Has he been here the whole time?" I asked curiously.

 

Kakashi nodded, "Since you conked out,"

 

"... Didn't know he cared so much..." I muttered. It was a lie. I knew that. Deep inside I knew that he cared somewhat... since he had saved me from Kakashi that very first day. But the thing was, why, and why me? Why not some other poor sucker on the street? He didn't seem to treat Sakura or Naruto with the same care... Well, I don't know about Naruto anymore. It's a bit iffy with those two now.

 

"He should, you're his sister."

 

I froze. Wait... let's rewind that for a second... I must be dreaming or I've heard it wrong... Press the rewind button!

 

Fweeet!!

"He should, you're his sister."

 

Nope, I heard right, it was real.

 

"What?!"

 

This time Sasuke jerked awake. He blinked and was now fully awake. His dark eyes landed briefly on me and then he looked away. He froze, and then looked back, as if just realizing that I was awake. I guess he was half-asleep before, when he had woken up...

 

"You're awake." Then he flushed, realizing that his arms were wrapped around my arm, and he removed them, scooting back into a chair by my right. I only stared at him. When had Sasuke ever showed any sort of emotion before?

 

As the tinge on Sasuke's face slowly disappeared, Kakashi spoke.

 

"I believe that you have something to explain, Sasuke."

 

"Does she-?" Sasuke started.

 

A nod.

 

A grunt, then a sigh, "Hn." I glared at him. Don't you dare `hn' at me now, you bastard!

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

"Ne, aniki! Who's that?"

 

A Four year old Sasuke and nine year old Itachi sat on a couch as they flipped through some old photo albums. The picture held a young girl, grinning at the camera and holding an ice cream cone.

 

"That's... someone... someone I used to know."

 

"Ne? Who? Who?"

 

"..."

 

"Please? Aniki?"

 

Sighing, Itachi finally gave in, after casting an annoyed look at his younger brother, "That's our older sister, little brother." He knew he was not supposed to tell, since his parents had forbid him to speak of that situation again. They weren't even supposed to be looking through these albums, which had been tucked away in the attic.

 

Itachi had taken the chance that both their parents were out on a mission so that he could look through some old photos and relive a few memories. The only problem was that Sasuke had tagged along as well.

 

"We don't have an older sister though!"

 

"I will tell you a story, little brother, if you promise you will stay silent about this to our parents,"

 

Sasuke scrunched up his face in deep thought for a few seconds, before breaking out into a toothy smile. "Hai!"

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

"Ano sa! Onee-chan!" a two year old Itachi called happily, jumping onto the back of his older sibling.

 

"Ah! Itachi-chan! You're going to break my back one day!" the four year old girl complained, carefully lowering her younger brother to the ground.

 

"Come on," the slightly muffled girl detached Itachi's arms from around her legs and motioned to the house not so far away, "Kaa-san is probably waiting for us at home."

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

"Good night, Kaa-chan! Otou-chan!" the young girl called, burrowing childishly under the covers.

 

"Good night, Yama." A pained look passed over the father's features before it was gone. He kissed his daughter's forehead, before leaving the room. Outside, he clenched his fists.

 

"Are we sending her tonight?" a soft whisper reached his ears. He glanced to his left. His wife stood there, her eyes sad.

 

A little Itachi crept around the corner, ready to leap at his parents to surprise them, but froze as he saw his parents huddled in front of his sister's room.

 

"I do not wish to do this.” His father said quietly. “I don't want her to grow up without a father.”

 

His mother enclosed his father into a hug. “I realize that, Danna. But they know that she is not mine. They know that she does not have full Uchiha blood. Do you know what kind of life she would grow up in? It's already starting. The other children within the plan already avoid her. It's their parents' influence.” She paused. “Besides, don't you think she would want something to remind her of you, as well?”

 

Itachi saw his father lower his head, a sigh escaping his lips, "Very well then,"

 

Confused, Itachi watched his father raised a hand over his sister's head, before a bright light flashed. Itachi, hearing a moan of pain from his sister, darted forwards, worried.

 

"Onee-chan!"

 

Two hands held him back. He cried out as it happened again and again, over and over. Then his father stopped. Itachi's eyes were filled with unshed tears as he peered at his sister, who was pale and gaunt. A figure soon appeared from the shadows.

 

Silently, Itachi watched helplessly as his older sister was picked up and carried away after a soft command from his father, "Take her,"

 

Itachi struggled, screaming and kicking. "Onee-chan! Onee-chan! Yama-ne!” he wailed.

 

Abruptly, he fell silent as a movement from his father took place. He slumped, unconscious.

 

The house fell silent as Itachi was carried to his room by his mother. The Uchiha father stood silently by a window, watching as the figure which held his daughter slowly disappeared into the distance.

There would be no telling when they would reunite once again. Or if they would ever be united.

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

"Ano... aniki…”A little Sasuke started. "Her name was Yama?"

 

"Umari Yama," Itachi stated solemnly, "I found out later on from father's diary, that she doesn't share the same mother as us. That makes her our half-sister.”

 

"Half-sister," Sasuke whispered softly, "Oi... will we ever see her again?"

 

"I don't know, little brother, I don't know."

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

"..." I sat there, stunned.

 

Sasuke stayed silent.

 

"…” Sakura sat at the edge of the bed quietly, her eyes glistening. I started to laugh. I think I startled them all, because Sasuke jumped slightly and Sakura even jerked in surprise. Really, did he expect me to believe that? Clutching my stomach, I managed to calm down a bit.

 

“Okay… you expect me to believe you?”

 

Sasuke's eyes hardened and he opened his mouth to answer. I raised my hand. “Really, how would you know? You've never even seen me before! And wouldn't I remember if Uchiha Itachi was my younger brother? Besides, this is getting waaaay too out of hand! First of all, I'm not even from here. And second of all… I just can't be your sister!”

 

“Why not?” Sasuke demanded. “You carry the same name! And you even carry—” He broke off, turning his head pointedly away. Kakashi sighed and ruffled his hair. “Really, Yama— you should accept the idea with an open mind. The sharingan possesses the abilities to suppress memories, you know.” I settled back onto the bed.

 

“Well, whatever. I could very well be someone who has the same name as your sister, you know. Besides, isn't that kind of impossible?” I mused. Kakashi snorted. “And how would you explain yourself, then?” I saw Sakura mouth the world a question at me. Oh well, it won't do any harm if she didn't know what it was.

Good point. “Eh… I dunno.” Wait. I felt myself tense. If... If Sasuke was indeed my brother, then I couldn't BE from another timeline. Shit. I betcha Kakashi noticed that as well.

 

“You have the Sharingan.”

 

I snapped my head to face Sasuke. I blinked and waved my hand slowly. “Repeat that?”

 

“You can use the Sharingan!”

 

Glaring at him, I pointed a finger. “You are bullshitting me.”

 

He didn't answer. I turned to stare at Kakashi, who was looking anywhere but me. Sakura stared blankly at me. Well, she didn't seem to know anything about it at all.

 

Jumping out of bed, and tumbling to the ground weakly, I shook off Sakura's hand and stormed towards the bathroom (well, more like stumbled, but the point is, I don't believe them!). Slapping my hands onto the counter, I glared into the mirror.

 

Black eyes. Nothing.

 

I turned to the doorway, where Kakashi, Sasuke and Sakura stood. Well, Sasuke was kind of sulking in the back, but he was still there. “Ha! You lie!”

 

"You focus chakra into your eyes first, you idiot." Sasuke grumbled.

 

"Oh," I scolded myself inwardly. Of course, focus chakra into your eyes, I should have realized that before! Of course the sharingan would just be on. I gave Sasuke a look. Might as well give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll only prove them wrong. I closed my eyes.

 

A few second later, I cautiously opened them, glancing around curiously, only to find everyone staring at me. I saw Sakura peek timidly from behind Kakashi and stare at me in amazement, "Wow..."

 

I stared blankly at Sakura. No... Not happening. Sasuke was smirking triumphantly at me and merely pointed towards the mirror. Fuck. No way was I going to admit that he was right. I shook my head. “Nope. I don't have it.” I commented. What I can't see, I can't believe!

 

Kakashi frowned but didn't do anything.

 

Sasuke… on the other hand… decided that he couldn't wait anymore and grabbed the head and turned me towards the mirror. I cinched my eyes shut.

 

“Open your eyes!” he demanded.

 

No. No, no, no!

 

“Open them…” Sasuke growled.

 

I opened them and I was staring into two sharingan eyes. No fucking way.

 

“Holllyyy shit!” I broke out of Sasuke's hold and clambered onto the sink, and stared deeply into my own eyes. Wait a second…

 

“Oi.” I started.

 

Kakashi took a few steps into the washroom. “Nani?”

 

I turned back to him and glared. “All right. I accept that maybe I have Uchiha blood.” Sasuke huffed and crossed his arms. “Maybe I am related to that brat over there…” Kakashi nodded slowly.

 

“… But why the hell are there no commas in this eye?” I pointed accusingly at my right eye.

 

“What?!” Sasuke grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him, and practically gouged my eye out. Or not, he was pulling my eyelids apart so he could see it better. But I was telling the truth! My left eye had one comma in it, but my right eye had none. It was still red, but had no commas. Does that even make it a sharingan eye? Was that even possible?

 

I pushed Sasuke off. “That's not possible…” he mumbled. I nearly laughed. Oh, poor boy. You'll learn that the hard way. You wouldn't believe how many times my mind has used that phrase by now. Nothing is impossible, it's just not expected.

 

“Ano…” Sakura piped in. “Isn't the lowest level of Sharingan the one where there's 1 comma around the eye?”

 

“Yes…” Sasuke murmured. He stared in confusion at me.

 

“Mmmmm…” Kakashi pondered. “It may be the cause of you being half-blooded. Perhaps something happened when the sharingan activated…” I gaped at him.

 

“Are you saying I have a totally useless sharingan?” I growled. The Copy-nin merely raised his hands in surrender. “I said nothing of that sort!”

 

I shook my fist at him. “But you implied it!”

 

“That's impossible…” Sasuke muttered again. I sighed. I think he's had waaay too much excitement for the nerves lately. I reached out a hand and patted him on the head. “All right. We heard you the first one, shorty.” He glared up at me and I fought the urge to mess up his hair. He looked like a dog about to bite. As adorable as he looked, I didn't want to have teeth marks in my hand.

 

He stormed out.

 

“Yama…” Kakashi started. Damn. Sorry for upsetting your precious student… geez… I threw my hands up in the air and lowered the chakra levels around my eyes. I watched as they turned back to black. “All right! I'll go talk to him later, all right? Reassure him and whatnot, I get it!”

 

I took a step towards the door and stumbled, falling against the frame.

 

“Yama-san!” Sakura yelped. I groaned. “I'm fine…”

 

“We'll discuss your sharingan when we get back to Konoha. Perhaps the records have something about it.” Kakashi added. “Don't over exert yourself now.” I glanced back at him. Kakashi had been with me every step of way. Since I've arrived in this world, I mean.

 

I turned back towards the hallway. “Thanks…” I muttered. Then I started to make my way down the hall. “Yoshe! I'm going to go eat! And then I'm going to go sleep! And then I'll worry about all this crap tomorrow!”

 

I missed the snort and grin Kakashi sported. I didn't miss the remark he said though. “Your story no long holds if you are indeed related to Sasuke.” I froze. What.

 

Shit! I couldn't be from another time period if I was related (in the same generation anyway) to someone in this time period! “You'll have some explaining to do when we get back.” Kakashi added. I winced. Crap. Shit-in-a-bucket. Screw him! I need food. I'll worry about that stupid detail tomorrow.

 

“Yama-san, are you sure you can walk all right?” Sakura asked worriedly, trying to take a hold of my flailing arm.

 

“I'm fine! I'll be fine as soon as I get to the kitchen, all right?” I took another few wobbly steps and pushed Sakura's hand away. “It's all good!”

However, I managed to miss Naruto, who happened to be sitting in the hallway not too far away from the bathroom.

 

Crash!

 

Ow. Hello floor.

 

Pushing myself up onto my elbows, I turned back to glare at Naruto. “Oi, blondie. What's with the long face?” Naruto didn't answer. His head was tilted and I couldn't see his face. “Naruto?” Sitting cross-legged, I saw Sakura standing beside me, staring curiously at her teammate as well.

 

“Oi.” Was he all right? He didn't have a breakdown or something, did he? As I reached out to poke him, he started to laugh. I leaned back. Okay… did I miss something here?

 

When Naruto finally looked at me, his eyes were shimmering with tears. What the—?!

 

“Yama-chan!” He grinned and jumped at me, knocking me to the ground. Oiya, oiya, I understand you're happy to see me but—

 

“Show me your sharingan!” I froze and my eye twitched. “What?” I asked. Naruto gave my shoulders a shake. “The Sharingan! Show me, show me!” So, he had heard everything then?

 

Twitch, twitch.

 

“Why?”

 

“So I can find a way to better Sasuke, that's why!”

 

Slam!

 

“All right, food, food! Food, here I come!”

 

To be continued…

 

[.a.g.i.r.l.n.a.m.e.d.y.a.m.a.]

 

XoXSilverDragonXoX

 

Revised August 08, 2008