Annoyances **SasoriPuppet11**

Nami gagged when Ryota puked again and again. This sound never bothered her before, and she couldn't remember the last time she had gagged. She grabbed what she could carry, then stumbled into the base. She set things down on the ground, then went back for more. When she finished her second trip, she sat down, resting. She was too tired to keep grabbing more. Deidara should do it. He wasn't injured and bleeding.

Ryota carried his small load into the base, not getting any farther. He dropped the things in his arms and stumbled down the hall a few steps, vomiting again. He noticed now that all of it had been red with blood as well, but he hadn't really been able to tell earlier. He panted for a moment, sitting down beside his puke, not able to move any farther. The nausia passed with the last vomit, but he was exausted. "I don't think I can get anyfarther" he muttered as Deidara brought the last stuff in, looking down at Nami and Ryota.

Nami looked at Ryota with concern, worried why he was throwing up so much. "Is all of that from being on the bird?" she asked, not even having thrown up once, even though she had gotten really dizzy from it. Was he that out of practice? They probably had to put all the stuff away now. Only Deidara and maybe Nami could do that, since Ryota kept getting sick and was weaker than she was at the moment.

Ryota glanced at Nami and shrugged. "I dunno. . . but it sucks" he groaned, lying on the floor. It was probably because he had been injured so many times that day, and then the altitude change just made him have to puke, plus being out of practice. "Fuck. . . why does this shit always happen to me?" he asked, sighing.
"It's just because you're. . . well, you, un" Deidara said with a grin, taking some of the crap to the kitchen to put it away. Ryota rolled his eyes.

Nami nodded silently, agreeing all the way with Deidara. Most of the time, bad things only happened to Ryota, but over half of those times, they were his fault in the first place. But, the things that weren't due to something he did....well, they weren't that common, but they were strange none the less. This was sort of also his fault, the things leading up to him being sick on the bird, anyway.

Ryota sighed and tried to get up, wanting nothing more than to get something to eat and go to sleep. He got to his feet finally but his unbroken leg was shaking as he leaned heavily on the wall to limp down the hallway. He made it about five feet before his leg gave out and he fell, too tired to go anywhere. "Fuuuuuck. . . I'm gonna die here" he muttered.

Nami had started following Ryota down the hall, stopping when he fell. She tried to pull on his arm to get him back up, but he was too big and too heavy for her. "Ryota, come on. Get up." She was basically wasting her energy trying to pull him along, but if he stopped, she'd end up stopping, then they'd both be stuck there. "Konan or Zetsu can treat you, but not here, so get up, Ryota."

Ryota groaned as Nami tugged on his arm, trying to get him to stand up. "I can't" he muttered, "I'm too damn tired. . . just leave me here to die". He really felt like he was going to die, too weak to get up and go anywhere. If he could fall asleep there and catch an hours nap or something, he would probably be fine, but he wasn't sure if he'd be able to fall asleep on the hard floor.

"I don't care," she urged, still trying to pull him. "Get up now, Ryota, if you don't, I'll pull your arm out of it's socket....." At this rate, that could happen. He probably didn't care though, so this was knid of useless. Maybe Deidara would pick him up or something, then she didn't have to keep exerting energy to do this.

Ryota shook his head, completely limp. "I don't care. . . I can't move" he sighed, completely ready to just sleep where he was. Deidara walked back from putting away what they had taken form the store, looking down at Ryota.
"I'll just drag you back to you room, un" he said, rolling his eyes. The younger blonde was hard to carry, being about half a foot taller than him, but the weight wasn't an issue. . . it was just awkward. He grabbed his son under the arms, witing for Nami to let go so he could drag him back to his room.

Nami dropped the arm she had been tugging Ryota --rather, trying to tug him. At least Deidara was helping now. Deidara could pick his son up no problem, where Nami couldn't even pull his arm. Not even in her half-puppet body could she pick Ryota up. She wasn't that strong with her own limbs, but rather went for the tactics approach so strength wasn't often required. Besides, she was faster than Ryota any day, also because he tripped over his own feet a lot. Where she couldn't match Ryota's strength, she made up for it with speed. Speed, unfortunatly, wasn't required in this situation.

Ryota groaned as his dad pulled him back to his room, all of him off the ground except his legs, which dragged behind him. "Daaaaad" he whined, slapping at Deidara's hands weakly "Leggooooo!". He was completely ignored, pulled all the way to his room and onto his bed, where he rolled onto his stomach. "Ugh. . . thanks" he muttered, even though he had been complaining a moment earlier. "Have fun talking to Pein. . . " he fell asleep almost immediately, too tired to do anything else.

Nami wasn't sure whether she should be following or not, so she stayed and considered it for a moment. Ryota might just sleep now, since he had pretty much puked everything up in his stomach, and was tired from the loss of blood. That, or he might be hungry and tell her to find him some food. Nami was just as tired, but probably couldn't sleep, since Ryota was always asking for junk. Stupid, idiotic Ryota.

(OOC - Sorry I'm not actually on, buddy ^^' Um.....been kind of hiding for the past couple days, and you guys are never on when I'm on.)

Deidara looked down at Ryota, sound asleep already, and shook his head. He walked out of the room, back down to Nami was still standing. "He's asleep already, un" he informed her, continuing on to the kitchen to grab something to eat, just grabbing some crackers and munching them on the way to Pein's office.

Ryota was sleeping silently, not moving at all, as he normally would when he slept. He was just too tired for that. When he woke up he'd be starving though, that was deffinite.

Nami nodded as Deidara informed her of Ryota sleeping. She could take a rest now. She'd first go to Konan to get her bandages changed, then she'd go to her own room and sleep for a bit. Doing just that, she finished up quickly, pretty much passing out on her bed as soon as she hit the mattress.

She awoke hours later, feeling groggy, but slightly refreshed. She couldn't remember the last time she had actually felt recovered from resting. She got up to go check on Ryota. When she walked into his room, she turned around to go make him something to eat. He'd be hungry when he woke up.

Ryota woke up a bit later than Nami, feeling completely better, other than the wound in his stomach and his broken arm and leg. He was almost sure that his broken arm wasn't broken anymore. . . but the bone would still be fraglie for a bit, he knew that for sure. He rolled over and sat up, wondering if she was sleeping or something. He was starving after having puked his guts up, but he had no idea that she was already getting something for him to eat.

Nami had put something together with the new things they had just stocked up on. So much more variety than before. She had made something for Ryota, then herself, bringing the food over to him. He was already up, not looking too well. Maybe she'd go and get Zetsu to check up on him. She sat by him, setting his food, which was (OOC: umm...umm..something random.....) a glass of milk and spagetti. (OOC: ???) She had made for herself some of the same spagetti, having made enough for who ever in the base was hungry, and a glass of water. They were fairly big plates, so there was enough to fill even Ryota.

Ryota grinned when Nami walked in and put his food down, which looked really good. "Thanks" he said brightly, grabbing the plate. He hadn't actually had a cooked meal in awhile, and spaghetti was always good. He grabbed a fork and started eating, twirling the noodles around his fork messily, never having been able to do it quite right, before sticking it in his mouth. It was really good, and he was shovelling it down easily, bareky pausing to breathe, unless he was drinking the provided milk.

((XD nice. . . now i want spaghetti. . . ))

(Same here! It's contagious!)


Nami nodded, digging into her food as well. Just, not as messy as Ryota did. He was always kind of a little messy when he was eating, and he was practically forking his food down his throat. She hoped he didn't choke or anything. Then she'd be the one who had to help him.

(( XD it is. . . i wish i had some. . . its one of my favorite meals ^.^))

Ryota ate quickly, shoving the spaghetti down his throat. It tasted amazing, though he was sure anything would, seeing how hungry he was. "Geez, I never knew you cooked this well" he said around a mouthful of pasta. The large plate was already half empty, and he continued to eat, huge forkfulls shovelled into his mouth.

"Oh, well, I don't think I cook very often," Nami said shyly, wondering if her cooking actually tasted that good. Spaghetti was spaghetti, right? There wasn't a difference. All it was was the way you boiled the noodles and heated the sauce up. "It can't taste that good..." she muttered, checking if it tasted different from other spaghetti. She couldn't find a difference, other than the fact that she could taste it better than she had when she was half-puppet.

Ryota continued eating, not close to being full, but there was still alot left on his plate. He grabbed his glass of milk and downed it all in one gulp. "It's REALLY good!" he repeated, eyes a bit wide as he forked it down, barely pausing to chew it all. It probably was like normal spaghetti, but he was too hungry to notice how it tasted compared to others. Soon enough he was done, setting the empty plate to the side and lying back, giving a satisfied sigh. "That was sooooo gooood. . . thanks" he said, smiling. He was full, which was a nice change from being starving.

Nami would have figured that he'd have thrown up from eating it so fast, or at least choked because he probably hadn't chewed it all the way up in the middle of his scarfing down. She was barely half way done, and Ryota was already finished. This...would be what she meant by her being neater than Ryota....

Ryota glanced at Nami's plate. She was only about halfway done eating her spaghetti. "Wow, you eat really slowly, you know" he informed her, getting more comfortable against his pillow and crossing his broken leg over the other one. He had no idea that it was just him eating quickly, pretty much just inhaling it all. But he was pretty much a bottomless pit, so it shoudln't be a surprise that he ate so fast.

"No I don't, you just threw everything down your throat," she retorted. "I'm pretty sure no one in the base except Zetsu, and sometimes Tobi, don't eat as fast as you can.....or as much. Only Zetsu can match, and or top you in that," she added as an after-thought. She could never eat as much as he did, but then, she was most of the time, half puppet, so she didn't need to eat as often. She wondered how long it was going to take to heal sufficiently enough so she could go back to being half puppet.