Yoite One-Shot

Part 2

 Sorry if this sucks :/ It was a bit rushed.

Miharu and Yukimi have been plotting. I havn't ever seen them work together in the few months that I've been here. Usually, the only association they have with each other is Yoite, but for some reason they met up twice last week. Something fishy is afoot and I plan to investigate.

They were assembling again at this very moment, probably coming up with some sparkle filled plan. Those plans were never ever good, hence the sparkles.

I quietly sneaked down the hall, careful not to drag my feet or touch anything. Pressing my ear against the door, I closed my eyes to concentrate on their voices. "-such a nuisance. We should dispose of her," Yukimi's voice mumbled. Who is this 'she?' "She eats all my food, makes a mess, and usually we're saving her in fights." It couldn't be me, I'm a fabulous fighter. I only get hit like twenty times during a battle. I'd say that's pretty good for a newbie.

Although, I do eat most of his food and I might make a little bit of a giant mess everywhere. But it's only a small giant mess...

"You can go eliminate her right now. I wouldn't want you to chicken out," Miharu said innocently. I can practically see all the sparkles through the door.

What if they were talking about me? My life could potentially be in danger and I'm just standing here? Hah! I won't go down easily. I'm going to have to plan with Yoite. It'll probably be me doing most of the talking, but the few comments he does make are quite helpful.

Now if only I could find him.

"I could take out that brat easily," Yukimi defended.

I will not go down without a fight. I simply refuse. He thinks he can take me out easily? I'll show him! I will not go down quietly into the night. Just watch him try to make me.

The door swung open, causing me to fall forward, landing straight on my face. How rude. They found me. Fight or flight? What are people supposed to do in these situations?

"Could you be any worse of a ninja?" Yukimi shook his head back and forth at me.

Quickly, I sprung to my feet and got in a defensive stance. "You think you can take me out?! Bring it on, Blond Gorilla!"

Yukimi huffed, "Surface worlders are so dense. Blond Gorilla..." He grumbled, crossing his arms.

"We aren't going to eliminate you," Miharu said blandly, swinging his feet back and forth under the chair he was sitting on.

"But I heard-"

Yukimi cut me off, quite rudely, I might add. "We said that to teach you a lesson. We heard you coming from a mile away with your clumsy feet. It's like you only stepped on the squeaky floorboards. What kind of a ninja are you?"

I ignored his question. It was probably rhetorical, so I would only get criticized for answering it. "Then what were you talking about? Only bad things happen when gorillas and cats interact."

"I'm a cat?" Miharu asked, uncaring. "We have a mission only you can do," he finished with a smile, sparkles emanating from his face. Oh god... Sparkles.

I'm not happy with this situation.

They completely lied to me.

Only me my butt.

Why must the world be so incredibly cruel?

They're making me, me of all people, me the one who enjoys life on the couch, do exercise. Not the simple exercise, not the exercise that I enjoy, like channel surfing or flailing on the couch. They want me to hike. They are cold sick people, whom I plan to get revenge on later.