<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:31:30.578+01:00</updated><category term='we&apos;re back'/><category term='Little Tortilla boy'/><category term='Kakashi and Iruka'/><category term='Nekomimimode'/><category term='random yaoi'/><category term='sasunaru'/><category term='naruto'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='imagens'/><category term='video'/><category term='fanfiction'/><category term='tutubo'/><category term='info'/><category term='kakagaa tale'/><title type='text'>Crazy Neko Twins</title><subtitle type='html'>I wnna really really really want some lemon ah!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13373920085650021317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SLuzBYsTYlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gQnAOX5-Tdk/S220/409247302_small1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-6069376430980136647</id><published>2008-12-29T04:07:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:02:40.861Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we&apos;re back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kakagaa tale'/><title type='text'>HI WE'RE BACK! - the kakagaa crack tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HEllooooo ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so, we haven't been here lately but we're alive --' Yeah, we're only allowed to be together in vacations TT__TT and it sucks! Anyway! here is a christmas and new year present for you guys! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KAKAGAA perverted crack TALE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once upon a time, in a sunny after-noon, our little 17 year-old Gaara-sama was walking down Konohoha's main street when he went across a stall selling these delicious popsticles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gaara just couldn't resist popsticles! And what a pleasent surprise! They had his favorite flavor! Gaara was so happy the moment he had that cream popsticle in his pale frail hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gaara was a smart kid, so he knew that with so much sun, the popsticle wouldn't last! It would certainly melt! So Gaara wisely chose to eat his nice creamy treat under a tall shodowy tree, sitting on a nice big rock. Little did our cute cute Gaara knew he was being watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our favorite perv sat behind his bushes, looking over the young kazekage as instructed to him by our beloved Tsunade-sama, the Hokage. But what Kakashi did not know was that the thin pale and beautiful teen had such an apetite for frozen treats that looked enough like phalus. The perverted ninja had a tint to his cheeks as he closely watched every move that was done upon the cream popsticle. And as Gaara finished it quikcly, deepthroating and sucking the length of the cursed ice-cream, our heated Kakashi gained a freindly bulge in his pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before Gaara knew what hit him, his mouth was covered by a gloved hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next chapter will be for another day kids ^^ Go to sleep now.... God I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-6069376430980136647?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/6069376430980136647/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=6069376430980136647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/6069376430980136647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/6069376430980136647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-were-back-kakagaa-crack-tale.html' title='HI WE&apos;RE BACK! - the kakagaa crack tale'/><author><name>Merry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhCIEVGT-S8/TWpZMSe3FhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C0EbbdIee1U/s220/Lullaby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-2274970741081416016</id><published>2008-10-13T14:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:47:58.182+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagens'/><title type='text'>Apeteceu-me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPNRXsjx8WI/AAAAAAAAAGU/2IkaUukSe_4/s1600-h/38c506e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256634657611575650" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPNRX6QVSCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/AhrHuyG1kiY/s320/1231272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPNRX_MVVdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/47G_xm-Mf_0/s1600-h/6a9d493e.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256634662613505490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPNRX_MVVdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/47G_xm-Mf_0/s320/6a9d493e.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-2274970741081416016?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/2274970741081416016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=2274970741081416016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/2274970741081416016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/2274970741081416016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/10/apeteceu-me.html' title='Apeteceu-me!'/><author><name>Nessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13373920085650021317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SLuzBYsTYlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gQnAOX5-Tdk/S220/409247302_small1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPNRXsjx8WI/AAAAAAAAAGU/2IkaUukSe_4/s72-c/38c506e0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-8428844155101600979</id><published>2008-10-12T16:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:34:40.384+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagens'/><title type='text'>there's more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPIY_kd-NNI/AAAAAAAAAF0/qTaQcU7CeDM/s1600-h/Sasori202620Deidara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256291195495003346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPIY_kd-NNI/AAAAAAAAAF0/qTaQcU7CeDM/s320/Sasori202620Deidara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPIY_jTIHWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Sc3bigrswUY/s1600-h/friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256291195181079906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPIY_jTIHWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Sc3bigrswUY/s320/friend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPIY_zM-a3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/FBo2_xXyB04/s1600-h/deidarasasori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256291199450246002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPIY_zM-a3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/FBo2_xXyB04/s320/deidarasasori.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPIZAJDr_nI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XtNbHBBFMrc/s1600-h/1162091938280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256291205316869746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPIZAJDr_nI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XtNbHBBFMrc/s320/1162091938280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-8428844155101600979?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/8428844155101600979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=8428844155101600979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/8428844155101600979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/8428844155101600979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/10/theres-more.html' title='there&apos;s more'/><author><name>Nessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13373920085650021317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SLuzBYsTYlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gQnAOX5-Tdk/S220/409247302_small1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPIY_kd-NNI/AAAAAAAAAF0/qTaQcU7CeDM/s72-c/Sasori202620Deidara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-5302348416308303066</id><published>2008-10-12T15:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:21:25.748+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagens'/><title type='text'>Some Pics..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SPIH0yCY0hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/H7eb5UDx8Vg/s1600-h/Feeling_Frisky__by_Rubynikki11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256272318461170194" style="FLOAT: left; 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Made By Me! 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SNvtVbapWoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eM9CNkjK0ZA/s320/kakairu_196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SNvtVkG7u8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/xQsoLtseQYE/s1600-h/Kakashi_Iruka_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250050745356237762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SNvtVkG7u8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/xQsoLtseQYE/s320/Kakashi_Iruka_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SNvtWGRvilI/AAAAAAAAAFM/O9SV0ZkUVPM/s1600-h/normal_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250050754528381522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SNvtWGRvilI/AAAAAAAAAFM/O9SV0ZkUVPM/s320/normal_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-5236644759765215216?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/5236644759765215216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=5236644759765215216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/5236644759765215216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/5236644759765215216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-because-i-loke-kakashi.html' title='Just Because I Love Kakashi'/><author><name>Nessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13373920085650021317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SLuzBYsTYlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gQnAOX5-Tdk/S220/409247302_small1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SNvtU9BclkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kXEqXfSyqAc/s72-c/55c56d3d-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-7002916507773958777</id><published>2008-09-16T18:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:41:25.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_83YRdmMBHNM/SM_vS6yLi8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Y2tPjWMmfLY/s1600-h/kotetsuizumododgers098156pt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_83YRdmMBHNM/SM_vS6yLi8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Y2tPjWMmfLY/s400/kotetsuizumododgers098156pt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246675199206329282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_83YRdmMBHNM/SM_u7H-5-FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/27M1X1w_IpQ/s1600-h/naruto8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_83YRdmMBHNM/SM_u7H-5-FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/27M1X1w_IpQ/s400/naruto8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246674790432503890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-7002916507773958777?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/7002916507773958777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=7002916507773958777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/7002916507773958777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/7002916507773958777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Merry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhCIEVGT-S8/TWpZMSe3FhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C0EbbdIee1U/s220/Lullaby.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_83YRdmMBHNM/SM_vS6yLi8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Y2tPjWMmfLY/s72-c/kotetsuizumododgers098156pt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-6760897337324491248</id><published>2008-09-16T17:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:03:20.205+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollipop xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_83YRdmMBHNM/SM_h9bkKZKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XZqnWDSgF-g/s1600-h/lolipop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_83YRdmMBHNM/SM_h9bkKZKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XZqnWDSgF-g/s400/lolipop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246660536397620386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-6760897337324491248?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/6760897337324491248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=6760897337324491248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/6760897337324491248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/6760897337324491248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/09/lollipop-xd.html' title='Lollipop xD'/><author><name>Merry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhCIEVGT-S8/TWpZMSe3FhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C0EbbdIee1U/s220/Lullaby.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_83YRdmMBHNM/SM_h9bkKZKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XZqnWDSgF-g/s72-c/lolipop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-2725627688669855995</id><published>2008-09-09T14:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:03:04.701+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naruto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Tortilla boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nekomimimode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanfiction'/><title type='text'>Done! ^-^! Little tortilla boy chapter 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CLNEVES%7E1.SUB%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:"Century Gothic"; 	panose-1:2 11 5 2 2 2 2 2 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Calibri; 	mso-font-alt:"Century Gothic"; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:0cm; 	margin-right:0cm; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0cm; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:PT;} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;A/N:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Badmerybadmery productions staff talks to you)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mery: Channananannn! New chapie up folks! I would like to dedicate this one to Mariana-sama xD Because she always reviews! 8D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Nessy: Woohoo! :D We’ve got a new co-writer! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mikey: Good for you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mery: You are too cease saying that immediately!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mikey: Good for you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mery: Rrrrr…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Nessy: Such an annoying little brother. But he has ideas, so we need to keep him anyway.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mikey: Good for you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mery: … Nessy, dá-lhe uma pantufada na orelha. (That was Portuguese… sry.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Nessy: -Hits Mikey in the ear.-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mery: Being a Neko has its ups and downs. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mikey: I’m down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Nessy: Shut up! Will you shut up?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mery: ... shouldn’t we be writing a fic?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Nessy: Oh yeah... I forgot sry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mery: Hit the Disclaimer Mikey!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mikey: If you think these characters are ours... Good for you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mery: -.-‘&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Nessy: -.-‘&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mery: This chapter is named:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Four minutes to save the world!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Nessy: No imagination kids, sry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mery: We really need to stop listening to Madonna while writing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Mikey: Good for you... or something. Enjoy. (Yes, that is an order.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Linethingylinethingylinethingylinethingylinethingylinethingylinethingylinethingy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Sasuke became aware of the room around him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Damn, his butt hurt like hell. He started to remember the night before. He blushed madly as he sat up. “Good morning Sasuke-kun.” Madara greeted cheerfully, leaning on the door. The younger Uchiha got out of bed in a jump. Getting on his shorts and grabbing his shirt, making his way to the door.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“You do realize you still have a mission to do.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“I know, ass-hole.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Madara laughed. “I like it when you’re rough baby.” He said, giving Sasuke a playful grope in the ass. The younger Uchiha got three times redder.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“YOU— “ Sasuke had his lips covered, so that’s why the sentence was cut off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;‘I’m not reacting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Why am I not reacting?’ The raven thought, not really absorbing that Tobi’s tongue was entering his mouth. He moaned. The other men parted the heated kiss. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Run along my new foolish spare time lover.” I must remind you that Sasuke was still dazed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;I bet my pocket money that he had reacted badly if he wasn’t. But he just walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Back-to-Lee-and-Gaara-line-thingy-just-so-you-know-oh-forget-it-I-know-you-do&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Gaara turned the key in the lock and opened the door, coming inside and kicking his shoes off. Lee right behind him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“So this is your vacation mansion?” Lee asked, hands slipping behind his head casually. He looked around, overwhelmed by how rich of the read head’s house looked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“Duh.” Gaara simply replied, Lee looked like he had something to say but he didn’t let him talk. “Come in the living room, I’ll get you some tea.” Lee didn’t see that kind of hospitality coming. ‘Something I learned from Kankuro-ni-sama. Be nice, it shuts people up.’ Gaara thought making a face as he walked down the hall and entered the kitchen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Lee sat down on the couch. The furniture released a creaking sound. Seconds ticked by. No really, &lt;i style=""&gt;he could hear them&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;He looked behind to find a big clock, on of those you would hate to sleep in the same room it was in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;He heard the cattle whistle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;And Gaara shouting. “In a minute!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;‘Like the stove can hear you.’ The brunette chuckled. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Light steps ran down the stairs, he hadn’t realized Gaara had gone up in the first place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Seconds after the read head came in the room with a couple of tea mugs in his hands and a closed pack of cookies hanging from his clenched teeth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;He placed the mugs on the coffee table and opened the cookie bag while sitting down. “Want one?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;He said, stretching the pack in Lee’s direction once he had  one hanging from his mouth already. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;'First cookie is mine! Buahahhahaha!' Gaara 'evil-rant'ed to himself happily as Lee took his offer with a slight tug on his lips.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Thanks” The brunette said, nibling on the biscuit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“You’re welcome.” Gaara ‘Auto-replied’, if I can say so, Grabbing a bunch of them and starting to dip them into the tea and eating them one by one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“Gaara, about the guys that are after you.” Gaara looked at him by the corner of the eye, munching away a particularly sweet one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“Yeah?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“I was told that they have your position here in Rome.” Lee said. Trying to make the conversation seam casual. “Don’t you’ve got somewhere else you wanted to be radder then ‘hiding’ in this place?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;The read head sighted and laid back, closing his hands over his eyes for a moment. “Well, duh. Home.”  He withdrew his hands and gazed lazily at the adult. “Does that mean I get to go back since being here won’t mean being hidden anymore?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Lee smiled softly. ‘Bright kid.’ “I guess so.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;Lee watched terrified as in a matter of seconds Gaara’s mobile was on his hands and he was texting frenetically. As fast as the phone was open, it was closed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;And Gaara turned his attention  back to the cookies with the gadget still on his hands, suddenly very awake and alive. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“Was that about something I should know?” Lee asked intrigued. Gaara faced him, mouth visibly occupied.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“Why sheent shemetone wo buffinous wome teabutts”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“I’m sorry?” Lee asked really confused. Gaara swallowed deep and long. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;“I said, I sent someone to buy us some tickets.” He said, blushing a little. He could only guess how the previous sentence had came out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Riiiiihgt....” Lee dragged it from his mouth. “Where is it we’re going?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“My place.” The read head said, not really giving much importance to Lee.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;‘Really helpful are we?’ Lee sweatdroped. “Would you tell me where exactly is that?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gaara faced him. “Aren’t you supposed to have my background?” If Gaara had brows, one would have been raised.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lee felt really stupid. “Well, they kinda refused to lemme read it all.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gaara paused a second. “Oh.” He said, then turned back to eating the cookies he seemed to be so found of.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lee was waiting, but it didn’t seam like Gaara was going to talk of his own accord. ‘Damn kids.’ He was exasperating. “So?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gaara gave him an I’m-being-enterupted look. “’So?’ What?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Where is it that you live?” Lee asked again, eradiating anoyance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Oh!” A light bulb seamed to apear in the teen’s mind. “Libia.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Really?” Lee looked the boy up and down, light hair, light skin, light eyes. “I wouldn’t tell.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gaara kind of smiled. “So they say.” He picked up the pack to search deeper into the plastic, but his hand reached nothing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Damn, they’re over.” Like in a cue, his phone started to ring, loud heavy metal echoing through the living room. “Darn.” He got rid of the cookie’s empty pack radder violently and picked up the mobile one handedly anyway. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Hello?” “-- --- --“ “Really?” The teen got up and started to move around. “--- ------“ “Tomorrow? Already? Great!“ “--- ------“ Gaara got some paper and a pen from a table across the room. “Uh uhn, tell me.” “-- -- -- ------- -- ------“ “Right, so number 8.. 4.. 1,2 …0 Got it. Anything else?” “—“ “Kay then thanks.” &lt;i style=""&gt;Brip&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Who was that?” Lee asked. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“The guy I sent to get us the tickets.” He sighted and sat down again, this time a little closer to the man. “Our flight is tomorrow morning.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“What do you want to do until then?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Well…” Gaara seamed to space out for a second. “I don’t have &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;friends in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt; so… nothing really.” He stared Lee straight in the eye. “Wanna watch a horror movie?” The corner of Gaara’s mouth twisted upwards wickedly. Lee was taken completely by surprise. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;OMG-that-was-extreamly-cute-and-breath-taking-xD-back-to-Sasuke-kun=ºwº=&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;The raven kicked the door with a bad attitude. “Honey, I’m home.” Suiguetsu’s Light head was in the hall in a matter of seconds.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Sasuke-kun!” It was all the Uchiha could hear before he was square in the ground being hugged to no end. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Sui—Suiguetsu, you’re sofucating me!!” He said, breathlessly. The platin blonde drew back and smiled wildly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Karin and Junogo are here!” If Suiguetsu had a tail, it’d be wagging.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sasuke sat up. “Good, I have to talk with everyone anyway.” He got up, and helped his love from the floor. They kissed, slow and tender.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Welcome home.” The younger man whispered. Sasuke smirked and walked into their living room. The read head and the violent man we’re sitting side by side in the couch. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Karin looked at the raven and a smile lit her face. “Hi, gorgeous and taken! So, did you get the place?” Junogo looked at her in a troubled way. Karin stared. “What? A person can’t joke, love?” Junogo gazed back to the TV.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sasuke sat down in the other sofa. “I’m in, in one condition.” Suiguetsu took his place on his lap. Junogo didn’t seam too interested, but it didn’t matter. The Uchiha knew he was listening. “We have a job to do first; A stone of quartet.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Heeeeh??” Suiguetsu reacted, eyes wide as plates. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Karin lifted a brow. “I have to admit that water boy is kind of right. It would be expected that we were assigned something smaller before we’re definably in.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Yes, but I met with the top leader instead of the person that normally handles the mission distributions.” Sasuke replied to the well put question. “We have to do it even if it is a little heavy.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Karin nodded. “Where are we going?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Pack your stuff and gear to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Line-thingy-back-to-soon-to-be-love-birds-xD-they-just-don’t-know-yet-buahahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lee was all on fours with his but up and looking for the perfect movie. “Gaara, everything you have in here is pretty heavy, are you sure you want me to pick the one I think is worst?” No reply. “Gaara?” Lee sat up. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“I’m in the kitchen; I can’t seam to find any packed popcorn anymore. I must’ve eaten it all last week.” Lee stopped himself from laughing out loud. ‘This kid seams to have a radder healthy apetite.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“It’s okay! Don’t you have any corn?” Lee replied, walking to the kitchen with one of the DVDs on his hand. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He found the teen on the top of a bench and looking into the top shelves. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“I never really looked for it so I don’t know.” The teen answered, coming down from the bench. He misplaced a foot. Lee was a good three meters from him when the read head initiated his fall. Nonotherless, Gaara landed softly on his lap. (A/N: I know. It is a classic. But Gaara was asking for it.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“You okay?” Lee asked. His voice was heavy with worry and perhaps something more.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gaara remained silent. A blush of surprise rising to his cheeks. Lee picked him up, getting both of them standing. Gaara lowered his head. “I’ll go get that corn.” The read head felt his heart beating through his hands as he messed with the groceries in the back of his pantry. ‘He’s so fast.’ He was trembling; he would have never told by the way Lee looked. He would trust his life to the man a whole bunch more now. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Got it.” Lee took the bag out of his hand even before the boy had turned around, causing Gaara to jump on his place from the closeness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Thanks.” The brunette man started to look for a small pan. As soon as he found it he got it on the stove and poured a tiny quantity of corn on it, turning the fire on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gaara crossed his arms on the counter and landed his hand on top his members so he had a good look of the flame. “Isn’t that a bit too little?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lee looked at him interogativelly, and then smiled. “If I got more in there, they wouldn’t have room to pop.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gaara tilted his head to the side. “Oh. It makes sense.” He cought sight of the DVD case forgotten on the floor near the door by the corner of his eye. He picked it up. “Hostile 2” He read out loud. “I never got to see this one.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Neither have I.” Said Lee, getting himself some mittens so he could shake the pan. “Then again, I’m too much of a scaredy cat to bother with seeing horror movies by myself.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gaara seamed surprised. “Really now?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lee sweatdroped. “Yeah. Gaara, you like them better sweet, or salty?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Both.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;‘Oh great.’ “Get me the salt then.” Gaara did so. Lee opened a corner of the pan’s top and the teen poured a generous quantity of salt in. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Ah! I overdid it!” Gaara squeeked, alarmed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lee smiled reasuringlly. “It’s okay really.” He stired the pan. “They should be starting to pop in no time. Would you go ahead and get it playing?” He asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Sure.” The boy replied softly. Picking up the DVD case and leaving the older male to the stove.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Time-skip-line-thingy-they-are whatching-that-dreadfull-tourturing-movie-now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;AHHHHHHHH!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lee recoiled on his place, burrying his face deeper into the pillows that were scatered all over the floor of the living room. And Gaara seamed to be enjoying himself? The woman’s face had just been ripped by some sort of rotating cutting machine! Lee looked at the red head. Popcorn seamed to disapear into his mouth like it was water, still, he wouldn’t even bulge. Not even earlier when that girl had been killed cold blooded. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Does this really not scare you at all?” Gaara shooed him with one hand, seaming very interested in the story line.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nooooo! Please don’t kill me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lee covered his face with the pillow again. He was done with this movie. “I need to go to the bathroom.” He lied, getting up and exiting the room faster then he would have needed to. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;The bathroom was the third door to the left of the corridor, and was covered in baby blue tiles. Lee turned the water on and washed his face throughly, then looked himself in the mirror. The tips of his hair were wet, and would stick to his tanned face. For a moment he would envy Gaara’s skin, eyes, hair, body… youth. He shock his hair, running a hand through even strands. Gai-sensei had told him long ago not to envy people. He said it was bad karma, and a person should like him/herself as he/she is. Well, right now he didn’t care that much about karma. And he didn’t think he could like himself that much when he had less stomach to watch horror movies then a stupid spoiled brat. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;He innerlly cursed for having came to the boiling point of blaming his insecurity on an inocent kid. ‘Inocent. Am I the only one to think he sways his hips a LOT when walking?’ He blushed. He could swear he hadn’t thought that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Lee? You okay?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;The brunette man chocked on his thoughts. “Yeah. I’ll be right out.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Oh. Okay. In case you’re wondering, the movie is over. So you don’t have to worry about that anymore.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lee was left fuming. ‘He has the nerve of indirectly calling me chicken?’ He left the bathroom and started to look for the teen. Finding him sitting on the couch, his eyes seaming empty of thought. “Uh… Gaara?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;The read head stared at him. “Yes?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lee was taken aback. His eyes didn’t have that glow a minute ago. “It’s kind of late. Shouldn’t we go to sleep or something like that?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gaara nodded, and then added. “I don’t sleep.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Excuse me?” Lee flinched. This kid was something else.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“I don’t sleep; the Shukaku doesn’t allow me to. It is a curse on its controller.” Lee decided on abandoning his questions. He didn’t know to what point the boy could be sensitive about that subject. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Ha… okay.” He neared the teen, sliding a hand to the back of his neck unconfortably. “Is it okay for me to get some sleep or do you want me to make you some company?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“No, it’s okay. You can use my room. I hardly stop there so.” The read head answered in an almost whispered tone. Lee felt a pang in his heart, but didn’t really want to stir things up. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Good night then…” He turned away. He took the steps that took him to the stair case. He climbed up the stairs. His footsteps were lost in the upper floor. Gaara was alone. Again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Line-thingy-that-means-the-end-of-this-chapter-muahaha-crazynekotwins.blogspot.com-8D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nessy: A lot of Leegaaness in this chapt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mery: Yeah, what can I say but that I am guilty as charged?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mikey: One question.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nessy: Yeah?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mikey: Who in here as seen that movie?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mery: -Raises hand-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mikey: Oh. Good for you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nessy runs and catches her twin just in time. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mikey: Don’t hit me!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mery: Only if people REVIEW!!! They will decide! Is he anoying, or what?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nessy: -.-‘ &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mery: Anyway. I don’t wish to hurt any copyright so: Hostile 2 doesn’t belong to &lt;b style=""&gt;BADMERYBADMERY productions&lt;/b&gt; or any of its ramifications (Like &lt;b style=""&gt;crazynekotwins.blogspot.com&lt;/b&gt;.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mikey: Another pool: Are these A/Ns anoyingly long, or what?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mery: I’m gonna kill you one of these days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mikey: Good for you. -Runs.-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nessy: Tata!?... Uh… talk later, catch enraged twin now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-2725627688669855995?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/2725627688669855995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=2725627688669855995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/2725627688669855995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/2725627688669855995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/09/done-little-tortilla-boy-chapter-2.html' title='Done! ^-^! Little tortilla boy chapter 2!'/><author><name>Merry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhCIEVGT-S8/TWpZMSe3FhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C0EbbdIee1U/s220/Lullaby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-583774855519226188</id><published>2008-09-04T01:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:33:52.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sasunaru and friends!</title><content type='html'>hello!!!&lt;br /&gt;nessy para já as imagens têm remédio. tenho-as guardadas numa pen daquelas de 128m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-583774855519226188?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/583774855519226188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=583774855519226188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/583774855519226188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/583774855519226188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/09/sasunaru-and-friends.html' title='sasunaru and friends!'/><author><name>Nessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13373920085650021317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SLuzBYsTYlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gQnAOX5-Tdk/S220/409247302_small1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-627971973652540650</id><published>2008-09-01T16:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T16:26:12.961+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nekomimimode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Loool grava um CD! Duh.... look nessy I'm gonna send you what I've already written so you can review it kay?~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-627971973652540650?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/627971973652540650/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=627971973652540650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/627971973652540650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/627971973652540650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/09/loool-grava-um-cd-duh.html' title=''/><author><name>Merry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhCIEVGT-S8/TWpZMSe3FhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C0EbbdIee1U/s220/Lullaby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-970805863791978102</id><published>2008-09-01T11:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T11:47:34.727+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='info'/><title type='text'>Pictures of SasuNaru</title><content type='html'>é Mery acho que é melhor reconsiderares a pedincha das imagens todas -.-'&lt;br /&gt;a não ser que tenhas espaço... bastante espaço.... cada vez tenho mais nose bleeds! Loool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;This is portuguese.. sorry guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-970805863791978102?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/970805863791978102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=970805863791978102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/970805863791978102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/970805863791978102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/09/pictures-of-sasunaru.html' title='Pictures of SasuNaru'/><author><name>Nessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13373920085650021317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SLuzBYsTYlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gQnAOX5-Tdk/S220/409247302_small1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-5587589334826887463</id><published>2008-08-31T22:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:57:56.237+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nekomimimode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Updates n' stuff.</title><content type='html'>Me and Nessy are no longer in the same place : (&lt;br /&gt;But worry not! She sent me 'Little tortilla boy's' second chapter scraps! So since I'm the one who usually does most of the tipping, I'll finish it and then publish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! One more thing! There are several sites that are related to this one (because they belong to me) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.krikascini.deviantart.com&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/~kriskascini.com&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/cinidevil&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;thats about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-5587589334826887463?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/5587589334826887463/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=5587589334826887463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/5587589334826887463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/5587589334826887463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates-n-stuff.html' title='Updates n&apos; stuff.'/><author><name>Merry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhCIEVGT-S8/TWpZMSe3FhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C0EbbdIee1U/s220/Lullaby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874133563097108327.post-4791722096973718645</id><published>2008-08-24T23:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T16:28:14.993+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naruto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanfiction'/><title type='text'>Camping means getting lost -</title><content type='html'>YaY! My second fic! and also a RP! this time the credit and stuff goes to AsukaMesheko on gaiaonline -!Lee: yosh!Me: GAWD. .?... He sometimes scares me.Gaara: "Me: Try to be a little more cheerful, its not like youre uke... -stares at the reader-... scratch that, you are th uke.Lee: FIC! FIC! FIC! FIC!Me: -.-' Coming... DISCLAIMER: The characters do not belong to me or to my friend. Geez... I hate disclaimers... now on to the fic -! PWEEEEESE REVIEW!!&lt;br /&gt;--First chapie!--&lt;br /&gt;Gaara sighed disdainfully, he was not looking forward to this. Being with his brother and sister constantly was bad enough, but add three more people? That was almost asking too much. And not to mention that it was the team consisting of Lee, a loud over-do it guy, Tenten, another annoying woman, and Neji, who he could deal with. And Gai himself, who was always too much. They had been instructed to just wait outside of the gates for them, and so there they were, the tree sand genin who were friends with no one.-Lee's p.o.v-Lee looked to the sky and smiled at himself. 'today it's going to be a good day.' He thought.He jumped his doorsteps, landing heavily on the ground and started to jog to meet up with his team. He was so excited about camping that he had barely slept the night before."Hey Lee! In here!" Tenten's cheerful voice shouted a little ahead. Lee sped to catch up with them."Oiyhyo?" He beamed to his teammates and sensei. "Where are the suna shinobi that are to come with us""Outside the gates." Neji replied in a bored sleepy voice."Good! Let's not keep them waiting then shall we?" Lee jumped rushing towards that direction almost immediately, leaving the rest of his team feeling familiarly awkward and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;-Gaara's p.o.v.-&lt;br /&gt;Gaara sat in the cool shade of a tree, sitting with his arms resting on his bend knees and his head bend downwards with his eyes gently closed. Kankuro and Baki-sensei were standing in the middle of the blistering dry dirt road discussing something of no importance as if it mattered at all to anyone. Temari was leaning against his tree, mostly keeping silent as she knew Gaara didn't talk unless he felt he really needed to. Instead she would just talk to the air in front of her and pretend that someone actually cared."They should be getting here soon." She said, squinting at the large closed gates that marked the entrance to the Leaf Village.&lt;br /&gt;As if in a cue, the black haired gennin rushed out of those doors, opening them in a vigorous movement. The rest of the team draged their feet lazily after him.The boy didn't seem to mind or notice that. He aproched the two sand shinobi that were more in sight."Ohaiyo!" He greeted lively.&lt;br /&gt;Kankuro laughed nervously, Temari giggled, and Gaara sighed. He stood up reluctantly and glared at Lee who was overflowing with his 'youthful' energy. Neji and Tenten were seen staring at him with exasperated knowing expressions, and Gaara could tell that they were used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Gai-sensei stepped up to them and asked. "Are we all set"Neji started to talk in a low voice to his konoichi teammate, as if he was saying something the sand shinobi weren't to hear.Lee aproched them from behind. "Can you please repeat that? I didn't quite catch it." He pouted hanging an arm around Neji's shoulders. The Hyuuga didn't seem to mind.&lt;br /&gt;Gaara blinked in surprise and walked closer, Neji... And Lee? That made no sense at all to him, Lee was an energetic go-get it guy and Neji was... Well Neji was calm and patient and... By god, they did go together! He could tell he wasn't hiding his emotions as surely as he normally did, for Temari was looking at him with mild interesting and Kankuro was winking at him. They'll pay for that later, but for now Gaara was too surprised to make them feel his wrath.&lt;br /&gt;Neji looked over his shoulder directly into Lee's eyes. "I am most certainly not going to repeat that." Lee pouted. "Why not?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, why?" Kankuro asked, squinting suspiciously at Neji. Gaara rolled his eyes, trying to make it look as if he had lost interest. It seemed to work because Temari looked away and watching Lee and Neji hungrily. She had a thing for watching gay guys, not that she even knew if they were together or not.&lt;br /&gt;Neji felt a little uneasy. "Hmph, because it's non of your business"Lee clung tighter to him, embracing his neck. Neji-kun are you hiding secrets from ME?" He asked in a sing-song hurt voice.&lt;br /&gt;Gaara's eye twitched, it was sickening. He turned around slowly and began to walk in his slow measured pace away from the group. He already knew where they were to go, so there was no looking like a fool. The atmosphere around Lee and Neji was rather suffocating. Temari and Kankuro remained, wondering if what Neji had said was suggestive or if he just didn't trust the sand with what he had said.&lt;br /&gt;Gai-sensei noticed the read head walking away and stood for about two seconds before bursting out lively: "Yosh! I can see all the youth in starting our journey right away!" So he darted after the gennin. Neji took the opportunity and for once in he life followed his sensei enthusiasm of curse it was half-heartedly but still, it was a perfect opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Baki sensei had taken off soon after Gaara started walking, mumbling about not having the time to babysit some kids. He raised an eyebrow when he turned back at Neji, it looked ridiculous and he could only wonder why he was acting like that. He turned back around, soon being passes by Gai sensei's long enthusiastic strides and soon finding himself in the middle, where he could hear everyones pointless annoying conversations.&lt;br /&gt;Lee was beaming like he was a sun himself, running alongside with his sensei and teammate. His silky hair flowing gracefully on the wind.Tenten grabbed Neji's wrist and halted him. "WHAT. DO. YOU. THINK. YOU'RE. DOING?" She said frowning.&lt;br /&gt;Gaara watched in interest, as Temari and Kankuro were doing the same. It seemed that in this mission they would be just standing in the shadows, watching and following along obediently. Gaara didn't like the thought of that but didn't want to speak up either.&lt;br /&gt;Neji emitted a low grunt: "What? You wanted me to tell them what I told you?" The brown haired girl blushed. "No!" ... 'But it would be romantic.' She thought. "Then let go of me Tenten-chan."&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you at all curious, Gaara-kun?" Kankuro whispered to him, just barely refraining from nudging them. They had begun to go off trail, heading deeper into the woods and the shade shaving them from the relentless sun above. After a long pause, during which Kankuro decided that Gaara wasn't even going to answer, he mumbled back, "Yes... I am."&lt;br /&gt;Gai-sensei wasn't running anymore. He was walking side by side with his "mini-clone". Enrolled in a conversation about youth that no one -and I do mean no one- else would bare to hear without trowing up, so Neji and Tenten, who were well aware drove them selfs away and eventually ended up in the end if the group.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on Neji, you can trust us!" Kankuro said to Neji, still walking along side Gaara. Temari looked behind her and said to Tenten, "You don't need to hide anything, we are working together, aren't we?" Gaara kept silent, glaring ahead at the now slightly distant clones far ahead.&lt;br /&gt;"Look." Neji said, with a pissed face, "It's between us okay? Not even Lee knows." Tenten looked at them and then blushed slightly, nodding.&lt;br /&gt;Kankuro blinked at Neji and then at Tenten and turned back to Gaara. He whispered, "Think Neji's cheating on Lee?" Gaara, who was getting sick of this kind of talk, growled back, "I don't believe its any of your business Kankuro." He shut his mouth and looked straight forward for a good fifteen minutes until discussing it with Temari in a hushed voice so even Gaara couldn't hear.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of hours into walking Lee shouted back at them: "Hey! there's a creek in here! Let's stop to rest!" Tenten worked a smile and rushed towards Lee's voice. "Ah! I'm so thirsty!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be right back..." Gaara said once he reached the others by the stream. He turned and began walking down the side of the stream to go deeper into the woods. So many people was beginning to get hard to handle, if he wanted to be able to control himself he would need a lot of walks alone. Soon enough they were out of site and all he could hear was his own footsteps and normal breathing.&lt;br /&gt;--End of first chapie--&lt;br /&gt;Soooo? liked it? hated it? You neeed to tell me! Asuka-chan and me would be so happy if you reviewed! 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It only has this title cus we’re really out of imagination.&lt;br /&gt; Mery: Enjoy a rape in the first chapie ma friends!&lt;br /&gt;Nessy: I’m a co-writer!  Woooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;Mery: Yup, as usual I haven’t got the nerve to do it by myself ‘-.-...  Oh! And for the one’s waiting on Creeps and denials or Camping means getting lost, I would like to say in my defence that I’m now alone on those projects... so don’t be mean!&lt;br /&gt; *Gets tomatoes thrown at her nonetheless*&lt;br /&gt;Mery: Hehe... now I have to shower! *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;Nessy: -.-‘&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: We do not own Naruto! If we did.... Naruto wouldn’t be listed under shoen... You could find it under Yaoi! &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;R&amp;amp;R BABIES!!! I’ve got cookies for Reviewers!&lt;br /&gt; _________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “So?” ... “Am I in?”  Sasuke asked.&lt;br /&gt;Tobi eyed him greedily. “You will be.”  A smile would show even through the mask. “Soon.”&lt;br /&gt;“Tsk.”  Sasuke grunted. “That’s what you said, before I killed my brother to get his place.”&lt;br /&gt;Tobi chuckled happily, pouring some champagne on a couple of glasses.  “Let’s just have a drink, Sasuke-kun.” He said, getting one of the glasses in his hand. Sasuke gave it a sip. It tasted alright. Tobi got off the hut and into the small beach.  The sun was setting calmly over the island, and the waves crashed smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;“Have a sit!” Tobi said as he got on a small chair, looking at the sea. “Let’s talk business.” Sasuke sat by him.&lt;br /&gt;“You know... there is something about your brother that you should know.”&lt;br /&gt;Sasuke tried to look uninterested. “What is it?” Tobi chirped happily. “He really loved you.” Sasuke sighted...  Itachi had tried desperately mending things when he knew he would die and tell everything to his little brother... but Sasuke was out of money... and had a family to take care of.  Suiguetsu wasn’t exactly a minimalist person; he drank a heck of a deal of bottled water.&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever. I just wanna work where there’s money.” Tobi chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;“Hehehe... look who sounds determined.” The masked man only got a glare as a retort.&lt;br /&gt;“Anyways, what more do I need to do to get in?” Sasuke asked, trying to get an answer out of the older man, desperately trying to end the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I’ve got a mission for you. Complete it, and you’re in. 1000G’s on the house for starters. Wadda ya say?” Tobi asked... Anyone who heard him would never guess it was something that evil.&lt;br /&gt;Sasuke grunted. “Well obviously.”&lt;br /&gt;“Closed deal!” The pumpkin face said in a sing song voice.&lt;br /&gt;Sasuke closed his eyes. The elder would get on his nerves so easily! He already had a hell of a head ache... The other man continued to talk about the mission... something about the amethyst yellow stone of quartets... the Shukaku he called it. But Sasuke didn’t hear much more. His mind started to shut down little by little.&lt;br /&gt;“Sasuke-kun? You okay?” Madara asked, voice ironical. The raven haired didn’t answer, so the mafia leader smiled. As he got up the mask on his face slipped, touching the sand in a mute thump. He neared the young man. “Come on little Sasuke, lets get you to lay a bit inside... You don’t look to good.”  Sasuke whimpered, fighting to stay awake, he knew to well that he’d been drugged&lt;br /&gt; _______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;This-is-a-line-thingy-because-I-have-a-word-processor-but-still-like-to-do-this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee walked in the phone booth and pressed his numbers:  666-808-310-932 The booth went all black. Sometimes he hated his job. Especially the part where he had to go see his boss, I mean, Rock Lee had nightmares about it. The lights went on. I think I don’t need to tell you all that he was in the phone booth no more. The lights inside the agency office were blinding, and his eyes were big by nature, so he didn’t hang around much, even if the paper work did start to pile up on his desk. ‘Gulp!’ Maybe that was what his boss wanted to talk with him about.  He stopped by at his office’s door. The paper work wasn’t that off, he had to thank Gai-sensei later for the help, or he’d be fried meat some day. ‘Maybe I’ll treat him diner sometime this weekend.’&lt;br /&gt;He creaked his boss’s office door slowly. “Tsunade-sama, you sent for me?” The blond woman looked up from some reports. “Hum, yeah, Lee, I wanted to see you about a special mission.” The man relaxed a bit and came in so he was in the middle of the room. “Yosh! You can count me in!”&lt;br /&gt;The blonde smiled knowingly. “I know I can. Lee you remember what happened to your ambitious friend, Naruto-kun?” She inquired, shuffling about on a stack of files.&lt;br /&gt;The brunette recalled sadly how recently Naruto had bean kidnapped and stolen of a very precious family jewel; the kyubi. “Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;“Excellent. The people behind that are also after another jewel of the same kind. You are to protect its owner.” She opened the one file she took out and turned around for him to see. “I present to you, Sabaku no Gaara.”&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;This-a-line-to-tell-you-that-we’re-getting-back-to-the-drug-rape-scene-boys-and-girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasuke felt himself being carried back in. He was laid down on something soft, like a bed or a sofa. Madara started to undo his Hawaiian shirt, stupid man had insisted for Sasuke to try it on. He tried to scream, he wanted Madara to let go of him, but all he could do was whimper.&lt;br /&gt;“C’mon, c’mon, Sasuke-kun. Let’s try to enjoy ourselves, shall we?” The man said huskily to his ear, tracing his chest in circular motions. Sasuke tried to brake free, but could only squirm.&lt;br /&gt;He could feel the breath of the other Uchiha on top of his. He wanted to ask for a little distance, but he was only able to do a small moan.&lt;br /&gt;“Now, now, don’t get impatient!” The older said, crushing his lips on the young man’s. Sasuke closed his eyes, tears beginning to well up on his eyes. Madara licked Sasuke’s lips, dipping his tongue deep on the man’s mouth, Sasuke was too weak to fight it all. Madara moaned into the kiss, amused by his luck. “I didn’t take you for the one to not notice when there is something in your drink, looks like the Konohoha agency isn’t as good as it was when I was around.” He chuckled. “But since you were so kind to offer yourself, I’m gonna have to enjoy the moment while it lasts.”&lt;br /&gt;Sasuke could see all too clearly where this was going. His desperation was welling up. The mafia leader trailed the centre of his chest down to the bottom of his belly where a thin path of hair would lead deliciously downwards. “I’m very sorry to announce that these shorts have to go.” Sasuke could do nothing. Two fingers slipped inside the hem and dragged his shorts right out of him. He could feel the chill on his lower regions, and then lips, all over his neck and chest. He opened his eyes somewhat, the main hit of the drug was off, and Sasuke looked downwards and caught Madara in the right moment that the other man caught the brunette’s nipple in his mouth. Sasuke hissed, as much as he didn’t want to enjoy the flicks of the other’s tongue, his nipples were his weak spot.&lt;br /&gt;Madara seamed to know that, as he continuously sucked lightly in the right one, dancing with the other with his fingers. Sasuke could only arch his back up to the older man and bite his lips to prevent any sound from escaping them. Madara pushed back at some point. Observing intently his pray. “Don’t do that, Sasuke-kun.” He pushed a finger into Sasuke’s mouth. “I wanna hear you.”&lt;br /&gt;Biting his lips wasn’t an option anymore for Sasuke, and he was still to weak to bite the man’s finger.&lt;br /&gt;Madara reached into the bed side table. “Let’s get you really worked up.” He said with a grin, fishing up some warming lotion. Sasuke once had used that stuff in Suiguetsu, it wasn’t pretty to see... well in fact it was, he had gotten his partner in all fours and begging like never before, the sight itself had been almost enough to make him come right then and there, but that was very beside the point now.&lt;br /&gt;He felt a slick finger enter him, he squirmed in discomfort. It had been a long time ever since he had been uke.  Madara moved the finger around some, coating Sasuke’s insides tenderly, slowly the young man started to feel the effect of the lube on him. Said raven let out a low groan before he could stop his mouth; Sasuke was really starting to get hard.&lt;br /&gt;Madara smiled wickedly, it looked like his guest was starting to have fun. He slipped another finger in starting a scissoring motion. After a while, Sasuke started to buck back into his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;“Eager are we?” Madara chuckled removing his hand in a quick motion, the younger Uchiha let out a displeased sigh. “Don’t worry.” The other man said, searching in the bed side table again. “I’ll get back to you pretty soon.” Something cold was inserted in his hole. Sasuke was puzzled, ‘Great! Now he wants to play around and I’m already prepared for something else.’ Sasuke would have banged his head on a wall out of frustration if he could. The object was pushed in by a finger until it was deep inside him. “Stop playing around.” Sasuke tried to make out, but it came out something like: “sowp plowin rowd.”&lt;br /&gt;Tobi giggled madly. “Don’t worry sweetheart.  Well get you some sugar in no time.” With this he turned the bullet on, as high as it went. Sasuke came all over his chest with a low and erotic moan. “You can thank me later for that.” Madara chirped happily, enclosing his face on Sasuke’s. “Or you can thank me now, do you like to suck, Sasuke-kun?” He asked to his ear.&lt;br /&gt;Sasuke was feed up with it; he would do anything to get fucked at this point. He tried to nod, but he realized he couldn’t, so he limited himself to humming. Madara just grinned along as he sat down besides the younger’s head and held his shoulders, positioning them. Sasuke opened his mouth feverously and engulfed the tip, sending chills up the elder’s spine.  Madara let out a high picked moan, letting one hand stroke the other man’s soft hair. “Hmm, that’s it, good boy.”  He pushed his cock into the back of Sasuke’s throat, who would’ve gagged if it wasn’t for the drugs effect.  Sasuke tried hard to suck and luckily found that he was easier and easier to do so, the drug must’ve been of short timing. Madara trembled in front of him. “Don’t stop now sweety.” The man said, bucking his hips more violently, fucking Sasuke’s mouth with full hip thrust. Sasuke moaned into the man’s erection, sending vibrations all over his body. Madara came harshly into his throat. Sasuke feel back on the bed on his own. And looked over at the other Uchiha, eyes pleading.&lt;br /&gt;Madara swallowed hard. “Still wanting more he? Don’ worry love, We’ve just begun.” The Man said, reaching to the lube and coating his member. Sasuke shivered at the sight; never had he thought being raped could get him so horny.  Madara got himself between his legs, spreading them apart. &lt;br /&gt;“I’m coming in, honey!” Sasuke bucked his hips forwards slightly rolling them in the air. The other one chuckled some as he positioned himself at the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;“Now, what do we want, Sasuke?” The brunette groaned under him. “I can’t hear you Sasuke-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;“Get over with it!” The younger man said in an attempted scream.&lt;br /&gt;“With what?” Madara asked, lips ghosting over his, and throwing on of the younger’s legs over his right shoulder as to provoke him.&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck me already!”  Sasuke whimpered, his gaze filled with lust.&lt;br /&gt;“That’s my boy!” Madara resumed, burring himself to the hilt in Sasuke’s warm tightness.  The younger one groaned loudly, his head filled white pure pleasure. “Nnn ah!” Madara didn’t wait for him to adjust as he started to move in an animalist and incoherent rhythm. “Nnnya g-ggah!  You’re sooo tight Sasuke!”  He screamed, his nails burring in the others hip.&lt;br /&gt;Sasuke moaned and gasped. “Faster... mmh ah!”  Madara obliged.&lt;br /&gt;“Nnnh, Sasuke-kun, I’m almost there I...” Madara warped his left hand around Sasuke’s shaft, pumping with roughness in time with thrusts.&lt;br /&gt;In a couple more of moves they were coming hard. Madara in Sasuke’s ass, and the younger in the calloused hand.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;This-is-a-line-thingy-that-means-that-the-lemon-is-over-sorry-girls-and-boys-its-back-to-Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets of Rome were busy as the rush hour slipped easily through the day. Gaara sat at a café. Today he would meet with a man that was supposed to protect him. ‘Yeah right, not even all of my father’s bodyguards could prevent him from getting killed and now they think one man can do the trick.’ “Tsk.” He muttered, looking at the morning sky with boredom in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the Akatsuki mafia clan started to go after the stones of quartets his life had became endangered. It was none of is fault that his family had worn the Shukaku for as long as history would tell. He was only sixteen for Kami-sama’s sake.&lt;br /&gt;“Hum.. aaa, Gaara-san?” A voice rang to his side, and Gaara was met with the strangest man that he’d ever seen. “Yes?”  He asked no one in his perfect sense would have thought Lee to be the kind of man to be able to protect someone from the maf.&lt;br /&gt;“Well... I’m Rock Lee and I’m to be your—“&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I know.” Gaara cut him off, quickly finishing his coffee cup, and sitting up. “Let’s talk somewhere else okay?”  Lee sweat dropped. ‘Great. Now I most definably must seem like a noob to him.’ They walked away from the café and Gaara plopped a cell phone out of his pocket and started texting. ‘Men I hate teenagers.’ Thought Lee. ‘Men, I like so hate grown ups.’ Thought Gaara.&lt;br /&gt;After a while of just standing in the middle of the street Lee patience reached a pick. “Are we going to stand here much longer? “ He asked, vain twitching in his head.&lt;br /&gt;Gaara limited himself to lazily and cockily raise his phone occupied hand to point at an arriving limousine.&lt;br /&gt;Lee flinched slightly. “I thought we were supposed to lay low.” He glared at the teen.&lt;br /&gt;“I hate the subway, I abominate busses, and I’m afraid of taxi cabs.” Gaara looked right into the agent’s eye as he entered the limo. “Unless you don’t mind riding my car from now on.”&lt;br /&gt;Lee rolled his eyes while getting in. “I guess so.”&lt;br /&gt;‘Nice!’ The read head cheered inside his head, he had had the car for six months and it still hadn’t left the garage. “It’s a Lamborghini Gallardo.” He said out of the blue. ‘Sometimes I’m such a show off.’&lt;br /&gt;Lee twitched. “Is that what you call laying low?” He nearly shouted.&lt;br /&gt;“I ride with style. Period.” Gaara spited out in an ‘I’m so oh fuckin’ spoiled tone. Lee was left fuming.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think so.” He glared at the boy. “I’m gonna get us a bike.”&lt;br /&gt;“A WHAT?” Gaara’s eyes shot up from his phone. “You can’t do that!”&lt;br /&gt;Lee smiled, finally getting a hold of the situation. “Looks like I can.”&lt;br /&gt;Gaara crossed his arms and pouted. ‘I can’t believe this guy.’ They both thought in unison.&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;This-is-a-line-thingy-that-serves-the-porpuse-of-telling-you-guys-that-the-chapie-is-over&lt;br /&gt;A/N:&lt;br /&gt;Mery: Yayz! ^-^! First chappie iz up *does happy dance.*&lt;br /&gt;Nessy: wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;Mery: &gt;.&gt;…. Don’t mind her.&lt;br /&gt;I feel you creeping, I can see from my shadow&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you pop in ma Lamborghini Gallardo&lt;br /&gt;Maybe go to my place and just kick it like tae boo&lt;br /&gt;And possibly get it over, come back and watch me;&lt;br /&gt;Smack that, all on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Smack that, gimme some more&lt;br /&gt;Smack that, till you get sore&lt;br /&gt;Smack that, ohhhhohh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mery: I sooo had this song in my head while doing the car scene xD~&lt;br /&gt;Nessy: But I was the one who chose the Gaara’s car in the first place! 8D!&lt;br /&gt;Mery:  -.-‘ Whatever… Don’t forget to review!&lt;br /&gt;PS: There is going to be illustrations for this, so drop in at &lt;a href="http://www.krikascini.deviantart.com/"&gt;www.krikascini.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt; okay?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874133563097108327-5978727126271422827?l=crazynekotwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/feeds/5978727126271422827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4874133563097108327&amp;postID=5978727126271422827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/5978727126271422827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4874133563097108327/posts/default/5978727126271422827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazynekotwins.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-tortilha-boy-chpt1.html' title='Little tortilha boy. chpt.1º'/><author><name>Nessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13373920085650021317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP2FrwxvOcU/SLuzBYsTYlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gQnAOX5-Tdk/S220/409247302_small1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
