Annoyances **SasoriPuppet11**

Ryota rolled his eyes at Nami. He laughed slightly at this 'Naruto's words. "Ok ok ok, I'll make a distraction, and you guys go get people and weapons, got it?" he whispered, glancing at Nami and his dad, hoping they would. he didn't wait for their reply, hobbling forewards and crossing his arms. "Yeah, well what if I don't beleive it? What If I think you're some imposter trying to make us think that you're Naruto Uzamaki? Hmm? What about that?" he smirked, not paying attention to the others behind him, so he wouldn't know if they had left or not. "Sorry, we've got nobody here, try next door, they might have your friends. They tend to like to blame things on us" he nodded smartly, hoping his distraction would work, getting them caught up in hs idiocity.

Nami ran off quickly, running to her room to grab her katanas, and even a couple puppets if it called for it. She didn't know these people, or how strong they were, soshe didn't know exactly what to bring. What she also did while she was grabbing stuff from her room, was toss off the maid's shoes, which were uncomfortable, and wouldn't help in the slightest when she was fighting. She wished she could change, but she didn't have that kind of time. Ryota was just stupidly talking to the people to distract them, he couldn't fight, so she couldn't leave him alone for long. She ran back to the spot with the intruders barefoot, liking how much better it felt without those shoes on.

Ryota kept making up shit while Nami was gone. "Who're these friends you're lookin' for anyways? Is one your giiiirrrllfriiieeennnddd??" he dragged the word out obnoxiously, holding in his laughter. He stumped around a bit, feeling too fidgety, and a little open, without any weapons. He smirked as Naruto's face reddened slightly. So one of them was his girlfriend? Or he liked her or something? He grinned evilly. "Well say we do have them. . . you think you're gonna get very far here? Seriously. . . there's. . . " he stopped to count the members quickly "Twelve of us, and two of you" he wasn't even sure if all of them were at the base anyways, but he was sure that these idiots wouldn't get far.

Nami burst into the room to see him still taunting the two intruders. "Good, Ryota, now go away before you break something else and I have to serve you longer," she told him, shooing him away. She stood in front of the two intruders, katana's drawn, waiting for them to make the first move. Soon, Deidara came back into the room with his bags of clay, several clay figures flying past him and at the two. Of course, before setting them off, he yelled, "Art is a bang!" and Nami had to bite her tongue to stop herself from arguing. She waited for the smoke to clear before attacking.

Ryota glanced back as Nami burst into the room but looked at the two people again. "Yeah, okay, I admit, we have your friends. . . I think" guessing that it was the people Zetsu had eaten. "But they're probably gone by now. . . all digested and everything" he let out his laugher, finding it extremely comical, until he really took in Nami's words. "WHAT!? Nononono I am NOT leaving! I won't break anything! I swear!" he protested, stealing a bag of clay from his dad.

"Then stay out of the way," she called over her shoulder as she jumped in after the Naruto and Kakashi. "Stand at a distance, or leave, I don't care, just don't break anything again!" By now, she was going blade to blade with Kakashi, trying to best him in the swings of her swords. He was fast, faster than she thought he would be. Naruto seemed occupied with Deidara and Naruto, using his shadow clones, even though they blew up one after another so there was more than enough smoke in the room.

Ryota rolled his eyes. " 'Then stay out of the way' he mimicked, hobbling off to the side with the bag of clay he had taken from his dad and sitting on the floor. He made a few sculptures quickly and expertly, sending them into the smoke to hit either of the two intruders, muttering 'katsu' as soon as they were close enough. He was pretty sure he looked stupid just sorta sitting off to the side, exploding people, but it was working pretty well, as his art normally did.

Her fight with the older ninja did not go on in one spot. They were moving all around the room, clashing blades with a ringing noise that pierced the exposions occasionally. She tried her best to keep Kakashi away from Ryota, so then he wouldn't be dragged into close combat, or even near where they were fighting. She didn't need him breaking another limb. The newest break was bad enough for her. This was the fastest she'd moved in a long time, and being without those maid shoes were making her quicker. She wondered how long it would take to fell this ninja, and if he would become a good puppet to be in her collection. His speed was admirable, that was for sure.

Ryota wished he could be in the middle of the fighting, instead of sitting on the sidelines as he was. It really was annoying having to sit there to fight. He made a few clay spiders cling to Kakashi's shoulders, and he waited for Nami to get out of the way before he would blow them up, not wanting her to be caught in the explosion. He looked up to see Itachi and Kisame run into the room to see them all fighting and Kisame looked down with a questioning look. "Apparently Zetsu stole and ate their friends, and they want them back for some reason. . . or something like that" he said with a grin.

Nami saw the weasel and shark of the Akatsuki come running on to the scene, looking confused. Itachi seemed to recognize these people, but he didn't say anything. She heard a brief explanation of what he said, only simplfied. Nami was careless for the quickest of moment, as she looked at Itachi and KIsame speaking. She was brought back to the fight as Kakashi slive her arm, cutting the maid's outfit, and making her bleed. She brought one katana as a feign, and then the other to stab him through the leg.

Ryota saw Kakashi's blade cut Nami's arm and he raised an eyebrow. He hadn't seen her bleed before that he could recall. As soon as she was just out of range of the explosives on the silver haired intruder's shoulders before making the handsign as best as he could with the cast on his arm. "Katsu!" he yelled, causing the bombs the explode on his shoulders, but Ryota turned his attention away from that fight, watching his dad and Naruto, sending a few more bombs into their fight, not paying attention to Kisame and Itachi anymore either.

Nami backed away from Kakashi as Ryota set off another set of bombs. She also backed off from him when Itachi ordered Kisame to fight with the silver haired nin. Now she could either jump into Naruto's fight, or manipulate a puppet from the sidelines. The fight with Deidara and Naruto was too catastrophic to enter, as there were exploding everywhere, and most likely, she'd only get caught in some of them. So she decided to assist from the sidelines, going over by Ryota and summoning her puppet. Connecting chakra strings to it, she sent it flying to fight with Kakashi, attacking from the back while Kisame fought from the front.

Ryota laughed slightly at the progress of the fights. Really, two people breaking into the Akatsuki base and thinking that they could get very far? He glanced at Nami as she backed to the sidelines near him and took out one of her puppets, attacking Kakashi with it from behind. "Really, what's the point of this? They seriously expected to get their friends back?" he commented with a laugh. "How long did they expect them to live after being abducted by one of us anyways?" he shook his head, sending more bombs into the fight randomly.

"They're about as bright as you are," Nami told him, her fingers dancing to control the puppet. "Really, if anyone were to become abducted by the Akatsuki, then they are as good as gone." Everyone should know this, everyone who knew about the infamous Akatsuki, anyway. She rarely moved her hands when conducting a puppet, moreso turning and twisting her fingers, but for this battle with Kakashi, she'd already had to pull her hands back to avoid the puppet getting destroyed. He was good, perhaps he could become part of her collection.

Ryota grinned and nodded at her words, not really getting the insult at first. "Yeah, they a- wait. . . HEY! That's not true! I'm way smarter than them" he protested loudly. "You know what. . . I'll be right back" he got to his feet and hobbled down the hallway as fast as he could to his room, limping to the corner where his sword was leaning. "I hate not being able to fight properly. . . " he muttered, grabbing the sword with his good arm and resting it on his shoulder, before hobbling out of the room and back to where the fights were taking place, determined to fight anyways.

"And just what do you think you're doing?" Nami asked him as he came back with his sword. "You can't fight, you're leg is re-broken, plus, if you haven't noticed, this is a speed fight right here, not someone who can limp over, take a swing, and nearly fall flat on his face!" She jerked her puppet out of the way in the nick of time, since she had been yelling at Ryota, Kakashi had never sliced it in half. "Go back to explosive clay, and stay over here!" she told him, wondering if she could manage another puppt with just one of her hands to hold him back.

Ryota glared at Nami and shook his head. "I can fight just as well as anyone here" he said, motioning to the people in the room. He couldn't weild the heavy sword as easily with one arm, but it would have to do. He limped forewards a bit as Nami continued to talk and he rolled his eyes. "There's no fucking way I'm gonna keep sitting on the sidelines. I havn't done anything for MONTHS!" He moved the sword off of his shoulder and spun it once, moving forewards some more. He was dangerously close to the fights now, but he grinned. No matter how stupid it was for him to fight, he was going to anyways.

"Now who's fault is this?" she questioned him sarcastically. "You idiot, you can't fight in the condition you're in!" she snapped at him, getting ready to summon another puppet to hold him back. "You're gonna get yourself killed if you fight the way you are!" Distracted with yelling at Ryota, Nami couldn't pull her puppet away from Kakashi's blade, and it ended up in half. She cursed as she summoned the second puppet she brought along with her. Now this ninja would definetly end up in her collection to make up for the one he'd just broken. She released the strings on the broken one and attached it to the newly summoned one. "Don't get yourself killed, idiot," she yelled at Ryota.

Ryota laughed and glanced back at Nami. "Actually, it's your fault. You're the one who broke me in the first place" he said with a smirk. It was true really. . . even though he had provoked her in the first place. "I'm not gonna get killed" his tone was exasperated, completely confident. If anything, he would get knocked over and kicked out of the way or something stupid like that. He heard her curse and glacned back at her again, eyebrows raised, and he laughed, never having heart her curse before, at all. He glanced at the puppet that lay in two peices, knowing that it was the reason for her to swear. "I'm not gonna get killed!" he repeated. He hovered on the edge of the two fights, waiting for an opening to jump in to attack. He swung the sword a few times experimentally. He could still use it relatively well, and the only thing holding him back would be his leg, rebroken about twenty minutes earlier. He hopped towards Kakashi, not able to really get through the explosions with his lame leg, and he slashed out at the konoha nin, who dodged, not to his surprise.

Pathetically, she saw Ryota hopping over to the silver haired nin, trying to swing his sword at him. As expected, he was missing. He could get killed if he kept trying on his broken leg, and with his broken arm. These weren't the kind of ninja that would knock him over and just leave him alone. They'd eliminate him from getting back up and becoming a pain. They were kind of people who would, just to rescue their friends who were hopelessly dead and digested, destroy anything in their path to get them back... even though they couldn't. If it came down to it, Nami could use the puppet to pull RYota back, but for now, the only thing she'd do was help stall them from killing him. She'd use the puppet to keep them busy, if she could, and keep them away from Ryota too much. If she had to, she'd even have the puppet shield the blonde idiot, because if he died, she'd probably be the one at fault for having allowed him in. He had better be good at falling, because that would be his quickest way of dodging. Oh, wait, he was good at falling. He tripped over his own feet every day.

Ryota leaned to his left as a blade came his way and he spun his arms, trying not to fall over, which proved difficult with the sword in his hand. "Fuckfuckfuckfuck" he muttered, regaining his balance. He swung the Mizuookami (his sword in case you don't know) towards the konoha nin, hitting him in the leg just above where Nami had stabbed him earlier. He obviously hadn't thought Ryota much of a threat, as handicapped as he was at the moment, so it had been a bit easy for him to hit him, the barbed wire on the jagged blade helping to rip at the flesh. The blonde gave a smirk, taking this time to glance over at his dad's fight with Naruto. His attention momentarily distracted, he felt the bite of a blade stabbing him in the stomach. The intruder's sword hadn't gone all the way through, or hit a vital, but Ryota's eyes widened and he fell back, arm clamped over the wound and his eyes wide in shock. He really shouldn't have tried to fight, but nobody could stop him when he really wanted something.

Nami's eyes widened when she saw Ryota get stabbed through the stomach with Kakashi's blade, and she quickly used her puppet to drag him out of there. She made sure not to move him around too much, though, even though she had to get him away quickly. "You idiot!" she yelled at him, looking at his wound with worry and annoyance. "I told you not to fight in the first place! You're so stupid! Why didn't you listen!" Anything said to him wouldn't have worked anyway, but still, this was beyond his idiocy level, and she didn't think he could be this stupid as to go into battle with his broken limbs. She had to get the wound covered, rather than let it bleed, otherwise he'd lose too much blood. But she didn't have anything on her at the moment.

Ryota pressed his hand against the wound as Nami's puppet dragged him out of the way. Blood seeped between his fingers but he didn't move them, not wanting to let even more blood out. He gave a slightly painful laugh at her words and shook his head. "When have I ever listened?" he said in a hoarse voice. The blonde gave a weak grin, seeing how true it was. He went against everything anyone said, unless someone was complimenting him, or agreeing with him over art, which was very rare. "Fuck it hurts" he hissed, pressing more firmly on his stomach and gritting his teeth against the pain. Really, he should be used to stuff like that happening by now, but he didn't normally get stabbed. . . more broken and bruised. . . but still, pain is pain right?

"of course it hurt!" she shouted, frustrated with him. "You never listen, but you should sometime. I mean, even you should have known not to be stupid enough this time." She ran a hand through her hair, trying to think of what to do. Well, she should probably run and get some medical supplies, and since Itachi, Kisame, and Deidara were fighting, it'd be all right, right? Nobody would come after him, right? "Stay here, don't attract attention, I'll get some stuff," she said, disspelling her puppet and running off in the direction of Zetsu's room. She burst in, not caring what he could be doing. Of course, he was eating some blonde. Probably one of the ones they were looking for, out there. "Zetsu! Ryota's hurt! Either stop eating and help me, or give me the stuff I need to heal him with!" Of course, he didn't care enough to stop eating his food, so he just pointed out the things needed when he treated people. She took it and ran back to Ryota's side, setting the box next to him and rumaging through the contents. She grabbed the bandages, only wanting to stop the bleeding at the moment. She tore a section off, tried lifting Ryota as high as she could manage, then after removing his cloak, wrapped the guaze around the wound. It was a messy job, since she hadn't done that much training on it, and the fact that she was in a hurry, but it would still suppress the bleeding somewhat.

Ryota rolled his eyes as she yelled at him. Really, it wasn't a big deal. To him at least. Once he got the bleeding stopped he'd be fine, and back to being his stupid clumsy hyper self. He nodded when she told him that she was going to grab some stuff. " 'Kay" he muttered. He chose to ignore the fact that it was hard not to draw attention to himself while lying on the ground bleeding everywhere. He waited silently for once for Nami to come back, his face pale as he kept his now blood-soaked hand on his blood-soaked cloak, covering the wound. He glanced up as she came back and set the box down, lifting him up a bit and removing his cloak. He grimaced slightly at the sight of the wound, it being covered in blood and all. He closed his eyes as she bandaged it up, concentrating on his breathing so that it didn't move his stomach area as much, so as not to make the wound stretch as he moved. He cursed the fact that he hadn't listened to Nami, and now he was even more injured than he was before. "Fuuuuuuck" he moaned, grinding his teeth slightly. "I really need to smarten up. . . " he glanced up at the fights to see that nobody had really noticed him getting stabbed except Nami, which was a good thing really, as it wouldn't distract anyone, mainly his dad. He sighed, and winced at the movement. "I swear. . . at this rate I'm never gonna get better, and you're gonna have to be my maid forever" he joked, grinning weakly. He had lost enough blood to make him extremely weak and pale, but nothing really that serious.

((I don't know why it's so much fun to make Ryota injured. . . he's my son!!))