Oh, hey, you waited for me! I hope...
Anyways, my left pinkie hurts like hell... and it sucks. And my dog is annoying me and harrassing me...
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I awoke when someone behind me left, leaving my back exposed (other than my shirt). My eyes cracked open, seeing Hidan's sleeping face. One arm around my waist, and the other looped under the curve of me neck. He let out slow breaths.
He looks so peaceful... I thought.
Nine and a half hours ago
Hidan's POV
I had turned Yumi (who, let's not forget to mention, fucking kicked me in the dick multiple times) to face me, a wave of anger radiating through my body. She had mumbled a warning before drifting to sleep.
Her strawberry blond hair fell in front of her eyes, which I gently pushed back behind her ear, looking at her pale face, light freckles dotting her cheeks and bridge of her nose. Her muscles relaxed, and I felt her heat come closer to my body. Heat spread through my face.
What the fuck? Why am I blushing when this bitch gets closer to me?
You love her, admit it. My damn concious was nagging at me again. Shit.
That same time
Kayla's POV
I crawled in bed with Itachi, my back to him. My face was heated, and I swore, knowing full well I was blushing. My blond hair was tied back in a pony tail to keep it from tangling. Why am I narrorating this? No clue. Ask the author. I curled up an a position, where I was in the fetal position, where it makes me comfortable. Reason, I don't know.
Present time
Yumi's POV
Hidan's eyes moved, and he purple hues opened, awake.
FLASH
A light flashed, making me wince from how fast my pupils had to adapt to the lighting.
"Mother fuckers!" Hidan shouted, enraged.
"Yumi Tarizu, we need you in the office," the secretary, Izumo, said on the PA system set in our ceiling, right above the TV. Sighing, I got up and placed slippers on my feet, preferably the Ninja Bunnies of Doom and Pain. I walked out, jogging down the stairs, through the halls, and walked into the office. Kotetsu greeted me, sliding a small envelope of money towards me.
"My allowance?" I presumed. He nodded, smiling.
"Yeah. This time it's way more, figuring that you'd want to make some changes because of your new room mates." I peaked in it, my mouth forming an egg-shaped 'O' and I blinked, successfully looking like a fish. Oh damn, if I said that aloud near Kisame, he'd freak. I then groaned, it was Sunday.
But! It was almost summer! Only six more weeks left!
I stuffed the envolope in my pocket, heading back to my dorm. I walked then opened the door, seeing Kayla asleep (still) and everyone else in a circle. I decided to keep my allowance a secret for now, because I'm going to buy them all presents because I wanted to. Now I just need a car...
"Yo Deidara, get your blond ass over here!" I called. The male strode over to me, looking at me with a questioning look. "Do you have a car?" He shook his head. "Does anyone own a car, and have a legal liscense?" He pointed to Hidan. I nodded.
"Why, hm?" he asked. I held up the envelope, stuffing it back in my pocket. I still got confused looks. And Kayla finally emerged from the bed, looking well rested. It's... alive!
"Money plus stores equals..." I began. Kakuzu looked pained. Same ol' Kakuzu, eh?
Silence. I delivered a palm to my face. "Itachi, please, tell me you understand where this is going."
No luck. "For a smart person, you're a fucking idiot. Well, where I was going is... jus come on. Hidan and Deidara and Kayla, come." There were snickers among the group. I glared at them. "What now?"
"You're going in public with no shoes, a long shirt, and with matted hair?" Kisame asked. I looked at myself, and was about to nod, when Kayla gripped me firmly by the sleeve and dragged me into the bathroom.
"Gah! Help! Pein! Itachi! Hidan! Somebody...!" I pleaded before the door shut. I turned to Kayla, who rumaged through the cabinets and got out a case of poison- er, I mean makeup.
Eyeshadow, mascarra, eyeliner (can't stand that stuff), foundation, blush, lipgloss, lipstick, nail polish, nail files, combs, brushes, blush brushes, blush, scissors (which concerned me a bit), a giant mirror, Scrunchi's, hair clips, bobby pins, floss, and... what the hell is that! Oh God... not the hair curler! No!
Then, here's the scarier part, she litterally tied me to chair and forced me to look at a mirror.
"Listen Yumi, I may not know much, but I know for a fact that Hidan likes you, maybe even loves you. And Deidara might, I don't know. But, if you have any chance, you have to at least look like a girl," she mumbled. I made a face.
"If what you say is true, then wouldn't they have just ignored my ass if they wanted me to look like a girl?" I asked. She contemplated this for a moment and shrugged.
"If they don't like it, just wash it off. None of it's waterproof." Why does this sound scary?
"Um... shouldn't I have a say in what's put on my face...?" I squeaked. She laughed and nodded.
"Yeah, yeah." I picked out light, light blue eyeshadow, black sapphire mascarra (to make my blue hues more noticeable), white and black nail polish, and, I whipped out my secret weapon. If you're thinking my own concoction of Axe for girls, you're correct!
Okay, so the base of it is a mixture of perfumes in an empty Axe can that has been sanitized and washed. To get the smell out of it.
It really was made of three to four scents. This particular one had some rose, vanilla, brown sugar, and calming water. Kayla smiled a Kakuzu Smile- one of the scariest smiles anyone would ever see.
She popped the lid off and added a bit of water to it, probably to lighten the scent. After, she closed it, shook it up, and set it to the side. Then she set to work on my face, grabbing everything in sight. I closed my eyes when told, I blinked when told (for the mascarra) and stayed still. I hated makeup. Only time I wore it was lip balm, Chapstick, that sort of thing.
Third Person POV
Hidan gently moved one of the ceiling panels, peering into the room where the two girls were doing something. He glanced at the mirrors, seeing a strawberry blond, blue-gray eyed girl, looking like she was going through complete torture. A thin layer of blue powder spread on her upper eyelids, dark, dark blue mascarra volumizing and darkening her eyelashes. Everytime she blinked, or shut her eyes for Kayla, her friend with wavy blond hair and blue eyes- the color resembling those of Deidara's, would take up the opportunity to apply more mascarra or eyeshadow. The two were bickering, the one with makeup- Yumi- saying she had enough on, and Kayla, saying a little more.
"Kayla, I think this is sufficient," she said, getting impatient. Kayla laughed.
"Bull shit! If you want him to express what he feels, you must look beautiful!" the blond said.
Who's the guy Kayla mentioned? the Jashinist wondered.
Yumi's POV
Kayla finally ended, placing everything back into her box of torture. Then, I gave her a 'ಠ_ಠ' look. She smiled, escaped the bathroom for a moment, shutting the door right behind her. A few minutes later, she came back in with the scariest thing ever.
Skinny jeans, pink high heels, bracelets of sorts, a low cut shirt, and a change of undergarments. I had retreated to the corner under the sink, trying to make myself smaller and hide from the girliness. Noooooooo!
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