Ghosts of the Past

Bored II

Author's note:

Yaaay! 13th chapter! *le;gasp* Ack! Unlucky numbeer! *sulks in emo corner* *gloom* Ah well. I just realized that Midori's way too out of character in the bonus chapters. Yea just realized. I know, you may be thinking, (especially you Carl. I don't know if you're reading or not.) "How can she be stupid not to notice!" Oh well, Enjoy! :3

Disclaimer!

Le;me: MIDORII! GET YOUR BUTT HERE!

Midori: Uh... Ryoka-san doesn't own Naruto.

Le;me: HAAAAALT! What else? *raises brow*

Midori: Uh... Only me..?

Le;me: Don't be stupid. I own NEKO-CHAN!.. And you...

Midori: HEY!

Le;me: Please. Itachi owns you.. partially. Ayway.. Sorry for blabbing! ONWAAARDS!

Tick tock...

tick tock...

I sighed grumpily as I sat at the sofa set inside the living room while glaring at the stupid clock. It's just 15 minutes past 12:00 and we just finished lunch. But I'm already extremely bored. Guess I'm ADHD, huh?

It's sooo infuriatingly boring that I already had a pep talk with a carrot, played go fish with Kisame's new pet turtle (who just stared at me blankly and started nibbling on my cloak instead) and had a glaring contest with a clock.

Then suddenly, I heard fotsteps behind me. (No Midori, ABOVE you.)

"You showed Hidan pretty good. Where'd you put him, hmm?"

I didn't even need to look at the person to know who it was. Deidara sat next to me, sculpting a.. what? A dung beetle or something?

I rolled my eyes. "Hey Dei. Of course I showed him pretty good. And to answer your question. The fridge." I replied as I drummed my fingers on the chair, creating a dum dee dum rhythm.

He looked up at me in horror and dropped his tiny sculpture. "WHAT?! The fridge, hmm?! Holy Gods of shinobis, yea. Don't tell me you just cooked Hidan and made us ate him! Him of all people, un!" Deidara made a face and gagged.

I inspected my nails for non-existent dirt. "I dunno. What gave you that idea? But.. Maybe yes, maybe no. Oh, wait, wait. I think it's a no. Or.. no. It's definitely a yes. Soo, yea. I cooked him." I nodded vigorously and gave him the thumbs up.

Deidara is turning an impossible shade of green by now. "No.. Ugh... I-I... F-feel.. I'll..."

Before he can even finish, his hand flew towards his mouth and he ran towards the nearest bathroom and threw up. When he came back, I'm laughing so hard that I'm literally rolling on the floor.

I pointed at him. "Deidara... you.. look.. hilarious.. Your.. green!" I laughed so hard that it hurts to breath.

Deidara glared at me. "It's not funny, yea."

I smirked and lay down the floor, snow angel style. "To you it isn't. And you just said 'yea'. So it is."

He growled at me. "And why is that?"

"Because I said so blondie. Now, just shut the f**k up."

He sat on the sofa and glared at me, but he still looked a lot green, so it pretty much ruined the wanted effect. I stood up slowly and sat down next to him while holding back snorts and giggles.