Annoyances **SasoriPuppet11**

Nami glared at him, he was being annoying again. He was bored, so when he was bored, he'd annoy her. He always did. She'd refrain from hitting him, even if it was hard. "Bordededed? That's not a word, moron." Nami was mad enough to correct his natural stupidity. This could be, perhaps the only way to take her anger out. For now.

Ryota crossed his arms stubbornly, wincing at the pain in his broken one. "Yeah well it is now!" he said forcefully. He was constantly using words that he made up spur-of-the-moment, so borededed was no different. He grabbed a dictionary that he had lying on the ground and a pencil that was on his bedside table. He flipped to the page where he found 'bored' listed and wrote under it 'Borededed- [adj.] meaning extremely bored'. "There see it's a word" he tossed the dictionary to the floor where it landed beside her with a dull 'thump' and the page was still open. His aim was one thing about him that was terrible, or stupid, or messed up in any way. He had to have pretty good aim anyways.

"Don't deffile a book with your disgusting writing, idiot," Nami grabbed the dictionary he had thrown down, erasing the pencil marks he had drawn in. "And that wouldn't even be a correct interrpretation of it." Nami dusted the book off, closing it and setting it back down. "You don't write your own jiberrish in books, fool." Nami waited for him to do something else stupid.

"It's my dictionary!" he defended himself. "I can write in it if I want" to prove his point, he grabbed the book he had been reading and wrote inside the front cover. 'Art's a BANG' he wrote quickly in his messy scrawl. "How would you know if it's a correct interpretation? It's my word!" he wrote a bit more inside the book, mosly about art, before closing it and putting it back. "And who's gonna stop me from writing in books?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Those are perfectly good books, don't soil them with your messy scrawl," Nami sighed, exasperated. "Why would you want to write in an already written book? You're just ruining it." He really was not even worth arguing with, but she could tell he was bored, and this was the only way to help, and to prevent him from making her do something stupid. "As to who's going to stop you, either I will, or Kakuzu, since he's the one who got them, and wouldn't want you wasting them." Kakuzu techincally did get the books, even if he didn't pay for them.

Ryota rolled his eyes. "Ruining things is fun. And I've got nothing better to do anyways, unless you want me to piss you off" He lay back in his bed, looking at Nami with a smirk. "I don't gave a flying fuck what Kakuzu wants. I'll wreck them if I feel like it, just to piss the bastard off" he had a major grudge on Kakuzu, and everyone knew it. He did alot to piss off the old man, including calling him 'Grandpa Kakuzu'. The blonde was still restless so he was constanly shifting around on his bed. Getting tired of getting slightly tangled in his cloak he sat up and took it off, tossing it in a corner before lying back down with a sigh. It was what he did with most of his stuff when he was done with it. Tossed in a corner. Or on the floor. Or just out of the way somehow. The mesh shirt he wore under his cloak was now visible obviously and he sighed again, still bored, even with their pointless conversation.

"You're still an idiot," Nami muttered, leaning back against the wall, going back in her mind to estimate how long she'd be here, working for Ryota as his maid. He didn't even really need things, so why should she be his maid. Just plainly, why should she be a maid. True, she hadn't yet regretted her actions of beating the stupid, moronic, loud-mouth up, but that didn't mean her punishment was better. She hated being in the same room as him because he was so annoying. She heard something hit the ground, sounding sort of muffled. She looked to see him throwing his cloak in a corner, where loads of other junk was piled. He had a really bad method of getting things away from him. No wonder his room was always so messy. She turned her head to avoid looking at him. Now that their pointless argument was done, it was a little quiet, and unnerving. Nami didn't mind it quiet, but when Ryota was quiet, it was just odd.

Ryota closed his eyes, trying to think of something to do, and he realized how tired he was. He rolled carefully onto his stomach and yawned. He wasn't planning on sleeping, but he drifted off surprisingly quickly, snoring quietly. He had been told that he was really annoying when he slept as he never stopped moving, and he snored, which was sometimes quite loud. His good leg was thrown off the bed and he looked like he had just sprawled out, when only a minute before he had been lying with his limbs straight.

Nami stood up, brushing herself off, looking over at the now sleeping/snoring Ryota. Since he was asleep, she wondered if she could leave now, and take off this ridiculous maid dress. She figured she'd have to put it back on later, but it'd be nice if she could take it off now. She hated it, a lot. Partially because it was a dress, and more on the side that Ryota had wanted her to wear it. She saw his weird position on the bed, and having heard how it was that he never stopped moving in his sleep, and how he snored, she found that she'd rather not be in the room longer. He'd call for her if he needed something. Fixing his position on the bed quickly so he didn't hurt himself and she'd get blamed, she gathered her things and headed out the door. Going through the halls at a swift pace, trying to avoid getting seen as she was.
She made it to her room, setting her things on the ground and grabbing her other clothes. As fast as she could manage, she dressed back into her normal clothing, laying the maid's dress on the bed, searching for the hanger it had been on. When she found that, she stuck the dress onto it, and put it in the farthest corner of her closest, which she normally put puppets in. She sat back on her bed, relaxing in her favored clothes, and enjoying the temporary freedom of not being in his room, in a dress.

Ryota slept soundly for awhile, tossing and turning, not woken by the pain in his broken bones. When he finally awoke he sat up groggily, looking quite funny with his hair sticking up in all directions. He looked around, noticing that Nami was gone. He hadn't expected her to stay if he slept anyways, as there was no need to. He yawned and scratched the back of his head, thinking again. "NAMIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he called. He had no reason to call for her, so he did because he felt like it. It made him chuckle to think that she had to be his maid, though he had been laughing at it awhile. He still found it quite amusing. He wasn't sure how long he was asleep for, but he didn't give a damn.

Nami's peace was rudely interrupted when she heard Ryota's call. "NAMIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Well, at least she'd gotten a good 2 hours away from him....
She didn't bother with putting on the dress, not caring what he said, so long as he didn't yell again. If he did, he'd most likely re-awaken the rest of the base. She sat up, walking quickly to his room and opening the door. As she walked in, she pulled the door closed behind her. Nami faced him, surpressing an annoyed glare.
"Yes?" She attepmted to keep the impaitence out of her voice.

Ryota waited for her to come and when she did he grinned slightly. "Hi" he said with a smirk. That was all he could think of. He didn't need anything, and he didn't really want anything at the moment, and he knew his answer would probably piss her off. He knew he looked like an idiot, sitting there grinning with his hair all screwed up, but he didn't care. He laced his fingers together and put his hands behind his head, shifting them so his broken arm didn't hurt as much. "You can go now if you want. I just felt like disturbing your peace. But you might want to stay within earshot still" he was still grinning, loving the fact that it was so easy to bug her.

"I despise you from the bottom of my heart," Nami hissed with venom in her voice at him. "Don't wake up the whole base when you don't really need anything, stupid." Nami turned to leave, figuring that she should probably get somewhere close since he was likely to take no heed of her words and call her again for nothing later. He looked so smug, so idiotic she would've loved to hit him.

Ryota laughed at her reaction. "I knew you hated me" he said cheerfully. "Technically it's your fault for not being here" he said with another smirk. "What time is it anyways?" he asked. As she had said 'Don't wake up the whole base' he was guessing it was late, but he wasn't sure exactly when it was. Not that he really cared, as he would probably fall asleep again as soon as Nami left.

"Idiot, it's around 3 in the morning," Nami growled at him. "And no, it's not my fault for not being here. It's your fault for calling me for no reason, pest." Nami rolled her eyes as he took in the information. The idiot never cared if the others were woken up, so long as he could be loud and obnoxious.

Ryota groaned at her words. "Ugh, it's so early" he complained rolling over so that his face was buried in his pillow. "Whatever" he grumbled. He wasn't a morning person, he was only really awake after on hour or so of being awake, but he still managed to be annoying. He could annoy someone to hell while half dead if he really wanted to. He was already starting to fall back asleep, and he waited for Nami to leave.

(( doesnt that look like cloud with black hair!?!?!?))

Nami gritted her teeth together, then left his room, leaving the door half open, just not wanting to close it. He was truely an idiot, so why couldn't another idiot just look after him? Like Tobi, Tobi loves to help people as long as he's called a 'good boy'. Nami reached her room, shutting the door behind her firmly. She laid back down on her bed, thinking of ways to make Ryota's recovery go faster.

Ryota was asleep before she left the room, but he doubted she noticed. He slept for another eight hours after that, and when he woke up his broken leg was twisted at an akward angle. He swore loudly as he fixed it and sat up. His stomach growled and he took a deep breath, not knowing if Nami was nearby or not. "NAAAAAAMMMMMMIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, which was pretty damn loud. While he waited for her to come he fixed his hair, taking it down and quickly putting it back up, not bothering to brush it at all.

Nami had been in the kitchen preparing food she knew Ryota would need as soon as he woke up. She picked it all up, heading to his room, blancing the food so she didn't drop it or spill. It was a simple meal that only he (or possibly Tobi) would eat. Pickles, rootbeer, and someone's uneaten chocolate bar. Ryota ate something like this normally, all she had to do was find out who had what and steal it. Since Nami had left the door open from when he had called her before, all she had to do was nudge it. She walked in to see him fixing his messed up hair, then set down his food next to him. Deciding she'd need to be here for awhile. she leaned on the wall, waiting for him to ask for something else again.

Ryota looked up when she came in. "Wow I didn't even ask" he said brightly as she set the food down beside him. He grabbed a pickle and munched on it quickly, and it was gone in a matter of seconds. He was pretty damn hungry. He finished quickly, sighing in satisfaction. "Hmm. . . my room needs to be cleaned. . . " he said slowly. He looked to Nami and smiled. "Clean my room?" he kept an innocent smile on his face as he looked at her expectantly.

"It's your own fault your room is messy," Nami glared at him before she set to work. She seperated things in different piles, placed tihngs where they were supposed to be, had he ever cleaned. She threw out the multiple wraps of candy, and the numerous amount of things that really shouldn't be in a room. The last thing she needed to do was to toss his laundry that was scattered all over the floor into the hamper. Fortunatly, she wouldn't need to worry about it later because it wasn't her turn to do laundry for the base. Konan would have a fun time washing all of Ryota's clothes. Nami walked back into his room, which was finally clean.
"See Ryota, you do actually have a floor," the floor, which had never been visible under all the junk on the ground was surprisingly pretty clean. Supposedly all the things that had been covering it had held all the dirt and whatever else was on it.

Ryota laughed at this. "Yeah but at least I don't have to clean it! But watch out I think there might be something in the corner over there that's alive" of course there wasn't but he felt the need to say it anyways. He watched her as she worked, finding it very amusing to see how much crap he actually had in his room. He had only cleaned his room about three times ever before. He just got too lazy to clean it and he found no reason to. When it was finally done he had been reading again, bored of watching. He put his book down as Nami walked back in the room but her words shocked him. "Wow really?" he peered over the edge of his bed to see the clean floor. "Hmm, who would have thought there actually was" he said in an amused tone. Of course, by this time Ryota was hungry again. "Grab me something to eat will ya" he said, crossing his leg over the other and putting his hands behind his head. It was a very relaxed pose and he found it very comfortable normally but with a broken arm and leg it was slightly painful, but he did it anyways.

"It seems that all you do is eat, complain, and sleep. Is that it?" Nami wiped her hands on her pants, grimacing at the color coming off. Nami wasn't sure how much food was left, since none of the members had actually gone out for food in a while. She scanned the fridge's contents, not seeing much other than spoiled milk, moldy bread, and something that must've belonged to Zetsu. There wasn't much all together. She looked around more, only finding somewhat stale crackers and someone's hidden pop. Seeing this was probably the best she could get, she brought it back to Ryota.
"Okay, so this is about the only edible thing in the kitchen, so make it last." She tossed him the package of crackers and set the pop down.

Ryota grinned. "You forgot blow things up" he reminded her. "But that's pretty much it". He scanned the now clean room, and alot surprised him that had been hidden under the crap on his floor. He was genuinely surprised that he actually had a floor anyways. His idea of cleaning was picking up the clothes once a month and sticking them in hamper for whoever to wash them. "Wow I'm not surprised, but it's probably not gonna last" he said, catching the crackers and opening the package. He munched on the crackers slowly, and when he was half done all of them he took the pop and chugged it. He was about to start on the crackers again when he stopped. "You're not wearing your dress" he said with a laugh. "Go put it on" he motioned with his head to the door with a smirk before eating more crackers.

Nami scowled, hoping he hadn't noticed that she wasn't wearing the stupid maid dress. But of course, he had. Of all things to remember, it had to be that. "Fine..." she grumbled as she left his room, and locking hers while she put the humiliating dress. She snuck back to his room, still hoping to avoid all of the other members. A certain few in particular that would love to spread it around. This kind of thing would be something that Ryota would never let her live down. When she got back to his room, she glared at him again. "I don't know why I have to continue wearing this....care to explain why this is really nessecary?"