Naruto: Dreams Unraveled

You Like, I Love

After the midnight baby-attending and 'love-drama' with Gaara, I got ready to go back to sleep and then crawled into bed with Takashi. Gaara had decided to join us sense he wanted to watch me sleep. I was up against the wall as Gaara was on the other side of the bed, leaving little Takashi in the middle. When morning came, Temari had walked in on the scene and thought it to be the cutest thing ever.

Gaara joined his siblings for breakfast, letting me get my needed sleep. But of course that was a mistake sense Temari was the one to cook. I was awoken by the smell of burnt eggs, toast, and black mush apparently known as pancakes. Takashi was awake after Gaara had got up and had begun to make happy noises.

So here I was making eggs, toast, pancakes, and fruit salad for anyone that wanted it besides me. Temari was holding Takashi as the three of them were carrying on a conversation on what we should do today. They would have asked me, but I was too out of it at the moment... maybe they had already asked me and I didn't know it. I didn't know, I was just focused on not burning anything.

"How does that sound, Holota?" Temari asked me. I snapped out of my daze, "Huh? How does what sound?" I asked, glancing over my shoulder. "I told you she wasn't listening," Gaara mumbled with his arms crossed, like they always were. "The hot springs," Kankuro answered for Temari. I felt like I was being ganged up on. "Yeah, that sounds good... I mean it's a hot springs, what's not to like about it?" I asked turning back to my cooking, a little more awake. But before anyone else could say anything I spoke up again, "Can someone get the door, we have a guest."

They didn't say anything for a moment before I heard Kankuro shrug his shoulders as he got up out of his chair and walked across the kitchen to open the door. And once he did, a honey-blonde haired girl that smelled of sterilized raw sugar tumbled into the room, letting out a shout/squeak thing, landing on her face.

Everyone was dead silent until Nanami pulled her faced off the floor and sat up yelling at me, "Damn you and your foxy senses!" "You should know better than to throw yourself at a door. I know you may practically live at the hospital, but that doesn't mean every door you come across is a swinging door," I replied simply. "Kill joy!" Nanami shot back, crossing her arms like a little kid. Takashi was enjoying the busty, dirty blondes tantrum.

"You're that nurse from the other day," Kankuro spoke up, turning to my medical friend. "Oh, hey, Gaara, right?" Nanami caught sight of the other red head. "Hey!" Kankuro hissed, closing the door. "What, doll boy?" Nanami snapped back. "What did you call me?" Kankuro stomped up to her, clearly not liking the name given. "Puppet," I corrected.

"I know what I said, foxy!" Nanami snapped at me. But I turned to her all to quickly, a demonic aura flowing from me exceedingly. She froze as did the entire room, except for Takashi who was now gurgling nonsense to Gaara. Even Gaara seemed to be struck with fear. "What did you call me?" I asked in my deathly tone.

It was very unlike me to get pissed off about anything, unless of course Naruto was being bullied or people had just worked my nerves to no end. But this was different. Not many things ticked me off too fast, as everyone knows. But there was one thing that I only took offense to personally, and that was being called, 'foxy'.

Why? Well, for one, even though I held a species of fox, I was not a fox myself. I was human just like everyone else was. Secondly, everyone has heard the saying, 'foxy lady'. I did not want to be considered sly, crafty, dangerous, deceitful, and sexy... even though I fit the first three perfectly. The day someone called me sexy I would feint or really try and prove it... wait!..... Scratch that!

Back in the moment of staring down Nanami in the kitchen as my pancakes were threatening to burn, the silence was becoming unbearable. Nanami swallowed hard, then smiled sweetly, "I said-" But I cut her off with a pancake to the face- hard. So hard, that it pushed her back to the floor and knocked her out. "I know what you said," I mocked, the siblings just staring in awe as I turned back to my cooking while taking the pancakes off the heat.