Annoyances **SasoriPuppet11**

Ryota grabbed out for the box when Nami threw it, trying to catch it with his broken arm, which just made it bounce off and hit the ground. He stuck his good arm over the side of the bed, straining to get it, but too lazy to get up. He grabbed it finally and ripped it open, causing crackers to spill all over the bed and floor. "Oops. . ." he said, looking down at the mess and holding the now empty package. "Uhh Nami" he said as sweetly as he could. "Could you pick those up for meeee??" he smiled just as sweetly, trying not to laugh.

She growled at him, getting up after setting her mostly-finished apple down. She knelt down, picking them up and placing them in front of Ryota. "There, eat them, I don't care if they've been on the floor, and I know neither do you." She picked up her apple and finished it, setting it down beside her. She'd throw it away when Ryota needed his box of crackers thrown away.

(I'm out of stuff to say! Oh noezz!)

Ryota laughed as nami picked up the crackers and set them in front of him. "Thanks" he said with a grin. Of course he would eat them. His floor was relatively clean since Nami cleaned t, but he had shit in many places anyways. He stuffed the snacks in his mouth, eating them quickly, not caring if they had been poisoned or not, being too hungry to really care. It was amazing that he managed to stay in shape and skinny, eating that much, but he managed it.

((>.< me too. . .shit we need to move onto something else XO ))

(Shoot, sorry I wasn't on at all today, even though I missed Summer school! XO My mom was too sick to drive me this morning, and so me and Obito were hiding in the basement to avoid waking her up and keep her from telling us to clean the house up. Yes, we do need to move on to something.... but what?!)

Nami just 'hmm'-ed to his thank you, ignoring his loud munching. She was just waiting for him to finish so she only needed one trip to the kitchen, then she wouldn't have to go once, then twice for him. It'd be annoying, and a pain. She just wouldn't care enough to take two trips, was all. Ryota ate a lot, she thought, as she watched him scarf down the crackers. Yet, he was so tall (compared to her) and remained thin. She could see him eating enough for three people in one meal, and look at him! He was a good couple feet taller than her, and thin as a pole. Well, not that thin, but still thin enough where she could use the expression.

((its ok >.< that sucks i wouldnt be able to hide all day. . . id probably freak out after awhile. . . but i had my last day of school! woot never have to go back there, but ive never had to go to a different school anyways so yeah we can think of something to move to later ^.^))

Ryota polished off the crackers pretty quickly, lying back on his bed and sighing. "Those were good" he said with a grin. He stretched out quickly before relaxing. The one problem with being tall was that he got stiff pretty easily. "I think if I keep eating so much I'm gonna get fat. . . " he mused. He hadn't really been able to excercize that well with a broken leg, arm and ribs, so the food might even catch up to him. Probably not though.

"Possibly," she replied, not really caring. Although, if they were sent on missions when he was healed, and he had gained weight, then he'd only be a hindrance than a help. It'd be annoying. "Just don't eat as much." Technically, she didn't have to worry about getting fat, because of her being only half-human, her metabolism didn't require so much substenance in order to keep on working. It was easier, she supposed, and she was used to not feeling hungry as often as she had before she had turned half her being into a puppet, but she got used to it. Eventually.

Ryota made a face when Nami said 'possibly'. He was going to get fat, and it would be weird. He tried to picture himself fat, and it wasn't really a pretty thought. "If I don't eat as much, I'll just be hungry and complain" he pointed out with a laugh. He knew how true it was. "I really need to get out and excercize. . . I'm gonna be so out of shape when I get back to going on missions and shit. . . even if I've been in shape my entire life. . . " he had been training and excercizing from the day he was old enough to stand, so he doubted he could get out of shape in only a few months, but still. It was a possibility.

"How, exactly are you going to do that?" she asked, raising her eyebrow. "You're in a few casts, there, so how do you plan to train like that?" Nobody was really a medical ninja in the Akatsuki, so nobody could mend the bones so he could have been done right away. Well, Zetsu was sort of their doctor, but he didn't do the whole jutsu thing. More like, just wrap something up and all, and say "cured." So what could Ryota do to excersize? Something that wouldn't damage the broken, on the mend already bones. What was there that he could actually do? He'd come up with something. If he really wanted something, then he could do it.

Ryota thought for a second. He really wasn't sure how he was supposed to excercize like that. "I'm uhh. . . gonna. . . uhh. . . run" he finished lamely. He really couldn't run with a cast on his leg, but it was a challenge, and he would find a way. He always found a way, even if it was extremely painful and stupid, and likely to get himself killed. He always did it anyways. He supposed that he should try and do something that didn't damage his broken limbs, but he could figure out a way not to damage his leg while running. It was something he could pull off if he thought about it for awhile.

"Mmm...hm," Nami hummed skeptically. "Run. You can run with a broken leg, Ryota. Well, don't kill yourself trying, don't injure yourself further, and don't do something stupid. Good luck," she said, rolling her eyes, knowing he'd do everything of the sort while attempting to run. Of course, he'd come back at the end of today, probably with a whole new cast, and then she'd be stuck as his maid for another couple months. This was bad enough already. "How about something not so.....dangerous?" she asked, hoping he'd come up with something better than trying to hobble around and call it running.

Ryota nodded enthusiastically, growing more fond of the idea as he thought about it. "I can! I bet you I can! I don't need to do something 'less dangerous'" he said with a grin. He grabbed his sketch book off of the floor and grabbed his pencil, drawing his leg with the cast on it quickly. He hesitated, chewing his lip and looking at the paper, thinking of what he could do to stabalize it. "I can get a pole of some kind and attatch it to my leg with some wire or something. . ." he muttered to himself, drawing it quickly. "And put a pillow on the side in case I fall. . ."

Nami just blinked at him in annoyance. This idiot was really going to try with this moronic plan that would probably end him back in a cast? "A pole? Really? Ryota, that may very well be the stupidest thing I've ever heard you come up with. Seriously, I've heard some of your stupid schemes, but this one sounds by far, the stupidest." He was drawing up the plan in his sketchbook. Of course, that would make it all more organized. Tch, he needed some common sense. If he had any, he wouldn't be in this situation, now would he?

Ryota looked up as Nami commented on his plan and he stuck his tongue out at her. "It's not that bad! The pole or something will stabalize it, and I'll be able to use it more, and if I just tie a bunch of pillows on nothing can go wrong!" he stated, completely oblivious of the things that could go wrong in his plan. He drew pillows onto the sketch of his leg and studied it, thinking of where he could get a pole, or something like it. "Uhh, do you know of anyone who has a pole?" he asked, looking up at Nami.

"Pillows? You think those are the softest things that would break a fall or something? And where'd you get this, a cartoon?" she asked, looking at him and his plan in his sketchbook. He really seemed to think this plan was fool-proof or something, and that it had a 100% chance of being successful. "No, I don't. Wait, Hidan might, seeing as he stabs himself with poles during his rituals. He might not want to talk to either of us at the moment though...."

Ryota rolled his eyes. "Well, it's the softest thing we really have around here" he said with a laugh. Really, who would have soft things other than their pillows? Other than Tobi that is. "Things from cartoons never work" he scoffed, knowing this from personal experiment. "Who cares if Hidan wants to talk to us? We can always steal one" he said with a grin. Stealing from people was always fun, for reasons unknown.

"And I suppose that you'll want me to do the stealing?" she questioned, knowing that he'd actually want to be the one, but with his broken limbs, he wouldn't be all that fast, and he'd only end up getting caught. She was faster than him anyways, even on a good day for him. She sighed. "He's probably in there with Kakuzu right now, if not, Kakuzu's in there. Do you think he'll let us simply take one of those poles?" She doubted it, because if he let them, then Hidan would complain loudly to him, and Kakuzu hated it, so he might not let them.

Ryota sighed. "Well. . . I'd like to. . . but I doubt I could really do it while I'm broken like this. . . " he muttered, finally using some common sense. He sighed and looked down at the picture again, having no idea where to get all of the pillows without stealing them from other people. "If he doesn't let us have one, I won't shut up, and if I do get one, I'll be out of the base. What do you think he'll choose?" he laughed, hoping he was right.

"Gee, I wonder. Well, if he doesn't let you, someone else, like Zetsu, or Kisame or someone, will. They'd get it for you to shut you up and get you out of the base, then leave themselves. I can't say I blame them," she said, sighing. "Anyways, get moving if you want to hurry. Knock on his door, if he's there, ask him, if not, ask Kakuzu." Chances are both of them would say no, so there was almost no point. "Good luck," she told him, planning to stay behind if he went with the begging method. If he made her get it herself, she'd probably come up with an excuse not to do it, just because she hated going in Hidan's room. It reminded her of the time she walked in to see where her puppets had gone.

Ryota sighed and nodded. "This might take awhile" he muttered, getting up from his bed and limping over to the door. He hobbled down the hallway to Hidan and Kakuzu's room, knocking twice, trying not to make it sound like him, because most people wouldn't answer if it was him. Hidan opened the door, and as soon as he saw who it was he glared furiously at Ryota and tried to slam the door, but the blonde stuck his leg in it to keep it open, yelling in pain. In his hurry, he had stuck his broken leg in the door, and the albino had slammed it on it. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! YOU BASTARD!!! MOTHERFUCKER THAT HURTS!!! OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!" he screamed, falling over backwards.

She could hear every single scream coming from the hallway. Of course, the two loudest people, other than Tobi, were screaming their lungs off at each other right now. And of course, Ryota and HIdan used noisy, annoying language, so it rang in her earshe would bet the entire base could hear them right now, even Pein, who was locked in his office most of the day. He did complain from time to time about their shouting, so that meant that he could hear them from behind a locked door, on the other side of the base. She sighed and wondered how long this would go on.

"Ow, ow, owowow ow ow!!" he yelled as he dragged himself backwards out of the door with one arm. "OW FUCK!!! I HATE YOU, FUCKIN' BASTARD!!!" he attempted to drag himself back to his room, but only made it about halfway down the hallway before collapsing back the foot he was from the ground. "NAMI!!" he yelled, just lying on the floor. His leg was at an akward angle, and he hoped that getting his leg slammed in the door hadn't broken it again. He was getting tired of not being able to do anything properly.

She scowled, hearing him loudly calling for her help. She jumped off the bed, walking out the door. "What?" she demanded, seeing him on the floor. "Now what happened? He push you down or something?" She made to help pick him up, but with him being so much larger than she was, and heavier, it wasn't much help. She noticed his leg that was already broken, twisted at an angle it hadn't been before. "What the heck did you do, idiot?" She didn't want to work for him even longer, and if Hidan had re-broken his bone, she'd go break some more of his.

Ryota bit his lip in pain as Nami attempted to help him up, and he struggled to get his un-broken leg under him so he could stand. "Hidan slammed my leg in the doooorrrrrrr" he groaned, looking down at it. he hadn't ever seen it at an angle like that before, and it was pretty creepy, but what was more important was that it hurt like hell, and seemed to be broken again. "Ah fuck, this hurts like fucking shit" he muttered, getting his leg under him and attempting to stand, which worked for the most part, until he started swaying on his feet, cursing loudly as he grabbed the wall for support.

Nami groaned as Ryota said his leg had been slammed in the door by Hidan. "Why'd you stick your leg in it, then?" she asked, going over to his door and pounding loudly on it. He didn't answer, but she could hear him muttering curses from the other side. It would already be locked, she assumed, so she didn't bother trying the handle. "Ryota, you want me to get your dad so he can help you get another cast?" she sighed, going back over to him. She would help him hobble over to his room, but he was so big, that he'd only succeed in crushing her.

"'Cause he was gonna close the dooooor so I stuck my leg in ittttt but it was the wrong leggggg" he groaned again, leaning on the wall completely, looking like he had crumpled up against it. He wasn't surprised that Hidan didn't answer the door when Nami knocked on it, but he couldn't hear the curses, being farther away than she was. He glanced at her when she asked if he wanted her to get his dad, and he nodded. "Sure. . . ugh I don't wanna be broken againnnn".