The wind rushed past my ears as I ran down the street at top speed. I've got to hurry, I've got to run faster, he's catching up with me. The safe zone was just in my sights, but I could feel his determined pressance behind me, pushing himself forward with so much force and ability that for a second I actually thought he would catch me. But when my foot crossed the line into the safe zone, I cheered and screamed with emense joy.
"I win! Pay up bitch!" I yelled. A heavily panting Kiba glarred at me as he begrudgingly pulled five hundred yen from his pocket.
"You got lucky Kanada! Trust me! You'll be eating my dust next time around!"
"And I'll still be five hundred yen richer. Come on Naruto. Lunch." I pulled my grinning friend away, shooting a peace sign to Kiba. This was always one of my favorite times of day. Raman is a must have in both mine and Naruto diets, but thats not what makes it so special. Right around this time of day, Shikamaru is laying in the field of him. And you just so happen to have to pass by it in order to get from my favorite race spot to Ichiraku's. :)
Just as we passed by, I looked over at Shikamaru, happily spraled across the grass and looking up at the sky. I sometimes wondered what he saw up there. WHat kind of visions did he have when the clouds rolled by? His head lazily rolled to the side and looked straight at me, causing me to slightly freak out and pull Naruto faster toword our destination.
By the time we got there, my heart was almost flying from my chest. Naruto sat and ordered for us both, grinning ear to ear. But that grin disappeared when a very familier barrage of squeeles reached our ears. And sure enough, walking down the street was none other than Sasuke Uchiha and an entourage of Sasuke fan-girls.
"Oh look Naruto. It's ...Sasuke" I said his name in the same singsongy voice as the fan-girls, earning a glare from him and the girls. Two in particular who were not at all happy to hear my mocking. Sakura and Ino have never liked me on the grounds that apparently I'm to sarcarsstic for my own good. I'm not sure what that means, but whatever. Sasuke just glanced over at me and lifted his hand in the special way of greeting only he can pull of as being... what the fan-girls call it?
"So sexy..." Yeah that. After they left, I leaned back and enjoyed the nice hot bowl of raman that arrived. Naruto slerped his down so fast I thought he was going to choke! But then he jut asked for another... and then another... and then another...
"Naruto you're gonna explode if you keep eating like that."
He slerpped up some more noodles and jabbed his thumb at himself. "Please! I eat like this all the time."
"I know, thats why I said it." After he choked down his fourth bowl we got up and walk back to the race spot where I had stashed my guitar and sports equipment. I quickly and expertly twisted my long black hair into buns so it wouldn't get in the way. People are always challenging me, saying im not as smart as I claim to be or saying im not strong or good at something. Please! I can beat anyone in anything and Im so smart it's not even funny! Hell I bet my intellegence could rival Shikamaru's! Ahhh... Shikamaru...
In the span of an hour, I was challenged to a soccer competion by Lee, a fight by Neji, an eating competion by Choji, and a race by Naruto, the little blonde idiot. It was deffinatly a full day and I was tired. Naruto and Hinata sat next to my passed out self. Naruto was yelling and shaking me like no freaking tomorrow while Hinata just sat there with a worried look like a good girl. "Damn, it, na, ru, to!" I said inbetween shakes.
"Naruto, you're gonna give her brain damage." A lazy sigh of a voice said. Shikamaru stood not to far away from us, looking board and a game box under his arm.
"Huh? What are you doing here Shikamaru?" Naruto asked.
He sat down and set the game box inbetween himself and me. "You will play any game under staeks right? Someone told me you're not as smart as you claim, but I want to know for myself." Shikamru set out pieces, making me smile. Shogi. How am I not surprised.
