A/n hey updating is getting a little more frequent with out as much homework and exams as before.
Hopefully you enjoy the story, I'm trying my best for the time limit I have.
I sit and write until I'm done the chapter normally, but if I have somewhere to go I get sloppy in a hurry to finish.
Anyway enjoy the chapter
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Karasu's POV
We, as in all the teams that passed, gathered in the center of a stadium awaiting the speech introducing the last and most important stage. In lines may I add, I hate lines, it means order and perfection while everything should be chaos and confusion. Because we humans are nowhere near perfect.
The Hokage soon comes on stage and grazes his eyes over all of the remaining victi-I mean these beautiful and compassionate shinobi.
His eyes stop when they reach me and widen a fraction, I smile sheepishly and wave. I love acting, it's a beloved passion of mine.Mr. Hatman started to explain the rules and regulations of the next challenge to us, most groaned about having to start right after five days (because heaven forbid that was an eternity.) of being in the forest of death. Kabuto actually gave up, like he always does, because he's a big wimp.
He glares at me on his way out the door, making me stick my tongue out and pull it back in to press my hand to my lips. He looked confused and flustered, but then looked infuriated as I smacked my hand on my ass. Karma is not the best person to have a quickie with my friend.
I turn as I hear Gaara speaking about him being able to take anything that comes him way. Of course me being me found this hysterical and started to giggle, my attempts at muffling, it was all for not as Naruto began yelling and screaming. It wasn't until Zaku hit me upside the head that I stopped.
"You shouldn't have done that", I said with a sly smile. He grinned back and nudged me slightly, but my sight being only half there I tripped on Yoma and landed on Gaara. His team stood next to ours except he was next to Yoma.
I lay on his chest with an annoyed look on my face while he looked peeved, like seriously it's worse that a rabid banshee on her period. Don't ask how I know what that looks like.
His sand picks me up by the waist and sets me down while the three teams stare at us and all the rest are lolly gagging like the losers they are. We follow everyone to the higher levels to watch the Uchiha and one of Kabuto's pests fight it out. It was boring really, I almost fell asleep on Dosu.
Ew...
Once I realized this I got up and leaned on the railing next Drag Drag.
"This is so dull and sluggish, how I long to kill someone", I sigh dramatically and bend backwards over the railings.
He chuckles and replies,"I can tell... How is your hair still covering your face if you're upside down?""My magically awesome mind powers."
"Well I can't argue with that logic", he says with a kind smile as he examines my face.
I smirk and turn to face him with my arms crossed," no you really can't."Once the match with Sasuke was over I looked at the name lottery thing, the magical box that picks the people who die next.
I started jumping for joy once I read the names that popped up.
I jumped over the railing and landed almost gracefully on the ground, I hurt my ankle landing on a rock that I did not notice. Ugh the the consequences of being me."How troublesome", I say as I walk to the center of the arena limping slightly.
I hear Shikamaru say something about how troublesome I am for stealing his line. I smile lightly at him and face my opponent.
"So.... Terro are you ready for your punishment? Should I have a quick and easy death or slow and painful", I say with a creepy serial killer grin. When there was no reply I chuckled and shook my head
"Slow and painful death it is", I end this sentence with a cynical laugh at the fear in my team members eyes.
This is going to be fun.
A/n sorry I have to go somewhere so this is all I got for now
Hope you liked it
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