Annoyances **SasoriPuppet11**

She ran off in search of Ryota's dad, Deidara. He wasn't too hard to find, what with the exploding and yelling about "art is a bang" and all. She found him in his room, looking at some old pictures of him and his dead-wife, aka, Ryota's mom, Melanie, smiling and laughing at some of the pictures. "Hey," she said, knocking on the door frame. He jumped and looked at her, storing away the pictures.
"Hey, what's up? Where's Ryota?" he asked, looking guilty.
"Hidan slammed his leg in the door, and he thinks it's broken, again," she told him, motioning for him to follow. He got up and walked with her to the hallway Ryota was leaning and moaning in. They found him just as Nami had left him.

Ryota tried not to fall over as he stood in the hallway, leaning against the wall as Nami went to get his dad. She wasn't gone very long, but him smushed against the wall, clinging to it so he wouldn't fall over and make it worse, it felt like an hour. "Hurry upppp" he sighed, after her only being gone a few moments. Not soon enough for him, she came back with his dad and he grinned slightly, taking one hand off the wall to wave. "Hey dad, I think I'm dying again" he said brightly. How he was able to be even slightly optimistic while broken against the wall.

Nami saw Deidara smile brightly as well, while Ryota announced he was 'dying, again.' "Well, son, who's fault is it, yours, or his?" He'd take his son's side anyway, even if it wasn't Hidan't fault, they'd both probably gang up on him and blow him up with their artistic, exploding clay. Nami didn't really feel like interupting their joking moment, seeing as it was more of a father-son kind of thing. She stepped to the side, letting them converse.

Ryota grinned and shook his head. "It's obviously Hidan's fault, not mine" he said with a laugh. To him, nothing was ever his fault, unless he found some sort of pride or amusement out of it. "Okay so. . . how am I supposed to get to my room? I'm pretty sure that my leg isn't supposed to be at that angle, and I don't think I can walk" he still spoke brightly, as if it was all great to him, but he was reallypissed. he wasn't to be able to run around and go places, but it didn't look as if he'd be able to.

Nami and Deidara both looked at the odd angle Ryota's leg was twisted at. It had to be broken, didn't matter the reason, the angle it was at had to mean it was for sure, broken. Great, now she'd have to work for him even longer, and it wasn't even her fault! This time, it was Hidan's, so maybe he should be Ryota's maid for the months it took for a broken leg to heal. Nami decided she'd start reading up on medical jutsus, that way she could get out of this faster.
Deidara nodded as if understanding the predicament that his son was in. "Well, we'll just have to talk with him later about that, now won't we? Anyway, let's get you off of that leg, and onto your bed or something." He picked his son up, both being pretty tall to Nami, she couldn't even imagine picking up Ryota. He'd be way to heavy for her.

Ryota waited as they looked at his leg, wondering why they couldn't look at it when he wasn't ready to collapse in the hallway. "Yeah, because talking to him does a hell of a lot right?" he said with a laugh. He sighed as his dad picked him up. It made him shorter than his dad, and he glared up at him. "No. Bad. You're not allowed to be taller than me" he said with a serious face. He was carried to his room and laid on the bed. He strightened up his good leg and looked at the weirdly set one. "Shit." was all he had to say.

Ryota and his stupid height problem. He didn't need to be taller than his dad, and because he was an idiot, he was telling him bad? Why the heck did it matter if he was taller or not. Stupid idiot. That was Ryota for you. Didn't care about the important matters first thing, but instead he gave his attention to the little things that came second, normally to people. Ryota wasn't a normal person who thought normal thoughts, though.
"Okay, so maybe we should set this first, right?" Deidara asked, examining his son's leg. He had used something sharp to cut the cast open, so then they'd be able to put a new cast on.
This would be loud, because he'd have to twist it to it's original angle, then put a cast on it. Nami covered her ears before Deidara turned Ryota's leg back to the angle it was supposed to be in.

Ryota graoned when his dad said that thgey had to set his leg first. "Shit this is gonna hurt" he muttered. He knew from experiance how much this would hurt, and he wasn't looking foreward to it. He gripped the blankets tightly in his good hand and braced himself, relaxing his leg as much as he could. His leg made a weird cracking noise as it was twisted back to it's original position, but his yelling covered it up. ''OH FUCK!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! I'M GONNA DIE!!! OH MY GOD!!! STAPPITTT!!" he let go of the blanket and waved his arm at his dad, completely unaware that it was done.

Even through her covered up ears, Nami could still hear everything Ryota had screamed. It was even loud enough to the point where he and Hidan could have a screaming contest, and no one would know who won. "He's done, Ryota," Nami tried telling him over all his yelling. She wondered if he'd continued to swear and scream about this. Not that she'd ever broken something before, but it didn't look like you were supposed to scream that long over pain that would receed.
"There," Deidara sighed, "now, Nami, could you go get Zetsu? He can put a new cast on Ryota's leg." She nodded and ran off to find the plant-guy, finding him in his room eating some random ninja from the leaf village. She couldn't even tell the color of the hair anymore, but it was like a pink-ish color? *coughSakuracough* She told him Deidara's orders, and he said he'd come down just as soon as he was done finishing his morsel. SHe ran back to tell the other two blondes.

Ryota barely heard Nami over his yelling but he stopped and looked down at his leg. "Well that hurt like fucking hell" he said simply, as if neither of them had heard him yelling. He sighed as Nami was sent off. "Why is it me that always gets hurt?" he muttered to himself, not expecting an answer, as it was pretty damn obvious anyways. He started humming now, ignoring everything else, as he tried to ignore the pain. He hummed random tunes as loud as he could without making it sound messed up, not caring how obnoxious he was.

"Hmm, I don't know," Deidara said with a smirk. "Why do you always ask for it?" He knew his son would retort to this, stating that he wasn't asking for it, merely that everyone gave it to him anyway. Back in the days before, he had been like that, too. Until he had gotten married. He was still like that, but he'd matured a little. Just a little. He still stirred up as much trouble as always though. Nami entered the room to hear them talking.
"Because you're always annoying people," she put in, "oh, and Zetsu said he'd come over once he's done eating. It shouldn't be long, now." The younger blonde was quieter now, somewhat. At least he wasn't yelling anymore.

Ryota stopped humming and stuck his tongue out at his dad. "I don't ask for it. . . who would ask to get beaten up?" he asked, shaking his head as Nami walked in. "Okay, I'm not THAT annoying" he defended himself, crossing his arms. "Heh, who's he eating, Tobi?" he asked hopefuly, laughing. That would be pretty damn funny. He looked down at his leg and sighed. "So I guess excercizing is out eh?" he asked, grinning at Nami.

"It was pretty much out from when you first thought of it," she told him, almost smiling at his stupidity and his smile. "You wish it was Tobi... well, we all do, but no. It's some ninja from another village." She saw him looking at his leg, and now that she knew it was actually broken then she'd probably be smart into getting in to medical ninjutsu, so then she could heal him faster instead of waiting so long as his maid. Zetsu entered the room soon after they had run out of things to say. He had all of his supplies for Ryota, and so he didn't take long for finishing up. He wanted to get back to his room as soon as possible so he could eat some blonde from the same village.

Ryota made a face when she said that it was out from when he suggested it. He thought he had a pretty good plan, but he didn't even get to try it out. "Awww" he muttered when she said that Zetsu was eating someone from another village. "One of these days, someone should kill Tobi. I don't know why nobody has already" he muttered to himself as the plant man walked in and put a new cast on his leg. His throat was pretty dry from his screaming earlier, so after Zetsu had left he asked Nami to grab his something to drink. He didn't care what it was, as long as it made his throat not hurt as much.

"Well, we kind of need him, he's part of the organization, so we can't kill him, unless we want to be killed ourselves by Pein." It was true, which was why she never went far with poisons she tested out, or never actually beat Ryota to death. Not that she would, but if he annoyed her, it felt like her anger was enough to do so, sometimes. She walked away to go get him something to drink, nothing in particular, so it'd be just some tap water. She left him and his dad to talk about whatever they wanted, while she was gone. Chances were, they'd just talk about something stupid and pointless.

He rolled his eyes as Nami said that they couldn't kill him. Really, what good was he anyways? Did he even do anything useful? Ryota wouldn't know, not caring enough to notice. When Nami left to get him something to drink he looked at his dad. "He can go die" he said certainly, knowing that his dad agreed with that completely. Deidara nodded with a laugh.
"You have no idea how close I've been to blowing him up" he said with a grin.
"Ahh, same here. I don't see how anyone can stand him" Ryota was completely oblivious to the fact that he was worse to most people, even though he was proud of his annoying-ness.

Nami found a clean enough glass in the cupboard, it wasn't too dusty, and it was mostly clean, only a couple stains in it. She filled it with water, then walked back to the room, only to hear them talking about explosions and what not. The usual, boring and pointless stuff that would be of no use to her in the future. She walked in, handing him his glass. He'd probably down it all, and then start choking on it. Knowing Ryota, he would.

The two blondes were chatting animatedly about their art when Nami walked in and handed him the glass. He took it and took a big gulp of the water, succeeding in not choking on it, for now. He downed the rest of it, tipping the cup upside-down into his mouth, but some of it spilt over his face and down his shirt. He sorta sat like that for a minute, letting out a sigh. "Well that was utterly pointless" he mumbled, wiping the water off of his face. He had gotten some in his hair too, but that would dry.

Nami sat down and sighed as Ryota spilled the water on himself. He had downed most of it, so she hadn't been told to get that for no reason, and only to have him dump that all on himself. She said nothing to respond to him dumping all of that on his clothes, and his hair and face, even. He was such an idiot at times. Most of the time, to be exact.

Ryota put the glass down on the floor and sighed. "So, how long does it take for a brok-" he was cut off by a loud crashing sound, that seemed to come from the entrance of the base. "Umm. . . what the fuck?" he said, raising an eyebrow. He could heard some yelling, and e tried to get up. Putting off of his weight on his good leg he attempted to hop through his room to get to the door, but he had to stop and grab the wall to keep from falling over. The yelling continued and Ryota looked at Nami and Deidara. "What the hell's going on?" he asked, implying that someone go and check.

Nami stood up first, looking out the door to see if anyone else had heard and was going to check it out. "I dunno, but I'll go see," she said, walking off towards the direction of the noise. It could have just been someone dropping something, but then again, did they even have something heavy enough to make that kind of sound? She wondered as she walked to the area it should have been. She stopped when she saw a boy with spikey blonde hair, and a bright orange jumpsuit. Her first impression of his attire was; gay. And then there was someone older than him, with white hair and a mask covering everything but his eyes. Oh, and he had a headband covering one of those, too.
"Master Kakashi! Are you sure they'd be here?" the possibly-gay blonde asked the older guy.
"Sure I am," he said, " we just gotta take the Akatsuki out before we find them. Who knows what they've done to them."
"I hope we're not too late."

Ryota waited as Nami went to go see who it was, and Deidara left him to follow after a few moments. "Ah fuck you" he muttered, being the only one not able to go. He used to wall to sort of hop down the hallway, coming to where Nami and his dad now were surprisingly quickly, but falling and letting out a loud 'oof', looking up to see the two strange people in the hideout. "Uhh. . . what the fuck?"

Nami, being without her weapons, katanas, puppets, everything, basically, could only stand and watch them at the moment. She saw Ryota hobbling over, clinging to the wall. The two invading nin looked at the attention they had gathered, seeing Nami, Ryota, and Deidara. The other Akatsuki would come soon, if they felt like checking out what the sound had been. Did any of them even have weapons on them right now? Nami didn't, that's for sure, and Ryota was clinging to the wall, so even if he did have it, he couldn't use it at the moment. Did Deidara have any?

Ryota's hand automatically went to his waist where his clay should be, still staring at the intruders. His hand met nothing and he looked down, seeing that he didn't have any weapons at all on him. 'DAMNIT WHERE'S MY CLAY!?" he yelled waving his arms, including his broken one. He knew he probably looked pretty weak, in two casts and leaning on the wall, but he didn't care. He looked to his dad, seeing that the older blonde didn't have anything on his either. "Some evil organization we are. . . not even carrying weapons. . . We're screwed" he muttered under his breath. "OI! WHO'RE YOU!?" he demanded at the top of his lungs.

The two looked over at the yelling Ryota. "Shut up, idiot," she hissed at him, finding this the most innapropriate time to be yelling something so idiotic.
"I am Naruto Uzamaki, believe it!" the spikey haired blonde yelled. "I'm here for my friends, so give up already!" He was just as obnoxiously loud and stupid as Ryota, it appeared.
All of them were weaponless, except for the two intruders, What were they going to do? Nami could fight hand-to-weapon.hand combat, but in this stupid maid's dress, that would prove to be difficult.