One Of the Boys
"You guys seriously want me to come with you?" I felt a warm feeling stir in my gut. I stared at the guys in front of me and smiled. "Of course I'll go!"
"I told you she'd say yes," Shikaku said, shooting a winning glance at his teammates.
"I thought she'd chicken out," Inoichi said, looking around. My cheerful mossy eyes flickered to Inoichi, and I glared at him. The blonde boy shrugged. "Have you met us? We are not to be messed with."
"Uh," I started, seeing the playful twinkle in his eye, "I have met you guys before. I think I should be able to train with you. I'm perfectly capable of keeping up with you guys."
"Are you sure?" Shikaku joined, looking at me with an amused grin planted on his face.
I scowled playfully and was about to say something, but Choza joked, "She's female, I don't think she's ever sure."
I scoffed at the boy's teasing and glared at them. "If that's how you feel, I'll just have to beat some sense into you."
"Uh, no," Shikaku said matter-of-factly, "You're going to be our little cheerleader. I can't let anymore damage come your way. You're going to learn our way of training, our way of being a group. You have to learn these techniques if you ever want to be as good as me."
I frowned, suddenly not interested in any of these people. "No," I deadpanned, turning and walking back into my home. I swatted the door closed, but Shikaku burst through a split second before it closed, trailing me as I made my way through the house to my bedroom.
"Come on, you need to learn," he insisted. I frowned and kept on walking. "Aiyana! I thought this is what you wanted, I'm doing my job!"
"No, you're making me sit, and watch. I want to learn. I can't learn that way," I spat. I wheeled around and put on a stubborn face. I don't want to just sit there. What help would that do?
"Come on, you have to do this, or the Hokage will..." Shikaku's eyes down casted, and he took a deep breath, as if he had just said something that he wasn't supposed to.
An uneasy feeling squeezed my gut, and I shifted on my feet. I twisted my lips up, trying to push away my pride, and I asked, "He'll do what?" How bad can it be?
"I'm not..." he started and then sighed. "If I don't make him see you're on our side, he'll execute you," Shikaku breathed, looking away. His actions made my heart drop. "It's in my hands to make sure that doesn't happen. If you aren't willing to train with us, then the council will take it as a sign that you're not on our side." Shikaku sighed, and looked up to meet my eyes, an unhappy frown staining his face. "Will you come now?"
I narrowed my eyes, and my shoulders my slumped. "Of course," I agreed. "But," I snapped, as Shikaku smiled, "I am going to do something other than cheer you dorks on."
"Oh, we're the dorks," Inoichi scoffed from the other room.
I gasped, turning my attention to the blonde, and yelled, "I never invited you losers into my house!"
Choza chuckled from the other room, and I sighed, knowing he was in my kitchen. While Inoichi slid into the doorway. His voice lowered. "How are we the losers?"
Biting my lower lip, I laughed at his adorable face. It was so strange how could do so little and make me laugh so much. "You look so funny." He looked cute with his serious, yet joking face on.
"Hey!" he snapped, stepping from the hallway into my room. "I'm not funny looking!"
"I beg to differ," I said, sticking my tongue out at him. I giggled as I pivoted around him and out of my bedroom. "Come on guys," I called, "let's go do something important!" I walked into the kitchen and frowned at Choza who was eating my apple. I pouted and glared at the bigger man. After a second of staring at him eat, I snatched the apple away from him. His face fel. "My apple. You didn't ask."
Choza let out a whine and said, "May I please have that apple?" He reached for it.
I frowned at him, giving him a blank stare before turning around and throwing it in the trash can. "No."
Choza let out a yell from behind me and cried, "You wasted food!'
"I wasted my food, with your germs on it!" I argued. "Now get over it and come train with us." I beamed as I walked out of my front door, and then leaned against the doorframe, watching as the boys trailed out.
"Great, let's get started!" Inoichi cheered, grabbing my hand and pulling me along. My eyes bugged from my head as he did so and I latched onto Choza for help, but he just followed along, speeding up his pace to keep up with Inoichi.
"Ah!" I screamed, annoyed in a good way. I smiled as Inoichi looked back, worried he hurt me. he returned the smile, and then looked back. But my smile stayed. It was a warm smile, genuine. One that felt really good. I was starting to really love these boys.
Maybe, when we get closer, I can maybe call them my boys, I thought. Maybe.
My smile widened at the idea.
A/N: Dear Readers Of All Kinds,
I am so sorry! I was just rereading this work and I couldn't help but cringe. I wrote this? I am so sorry! Here, you loyal fans are, wanting more, but I can't give more to you. I do not feel I have any Naruto fanfictions coming out of me for a LONG time. I've fallen out of love with Naruto. Kishimoto killed off my favorite characters. Seriously, all of them! So I've turned to DC (Marvel can kiss my ass). I am now in love with DC. DC everything now has my heart, and even if DC kills off characters, I know there is a way for them to come back, and that they won't be dead forever. So, I am sorry to say this, but I am abandoning this story. I will not be continuing it. I will leave it up though, if people would still like to read it. I am ashamed of this story. It is written poorly, but I can't find the motivation to edit it, or mess with it. So, loyal followers, I am sorry to say this is the end of Aiyana's journy. I know it wasn't long, but maybe I'll learn to love Naruto again. But as of now, I'm am too heart broken and unmotivated. Seriously, guys, I am very sorry.
-Your (Not So) Favorite Author, Twinkie216
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