Re: Annoyances **SasoriPuppet11**

[RippedNose]

Ryota rolled his eyes as he worked, knowing that she would argue. It was a common argument between them and their fathers. "Art doesn't need to endure anything. It's not supposed to. Art is supposed to be so fleeting, gone so soon, it leaves you to wonder what it truely was" this arguement was well practiced, so he had many things to say off the top of his head, not to mention the fact it was a subject he felt so strongly about. After creating three more butterflies the one on Nami's shoulder flew up to join the others in the air and they exploded one after another, looking like fireworks as they crackled instead of one solid noise. He had always liked to make his art extremely flashy, so they all normally had bright colours in them as they destroyed whatever was consumed by the blast.

[Nyako-Chan]

This fight never actually did move on from the part where they'd yell at each other why art was supposed to be this and that. The fight never got anywhere, no matter how many times they fought the same battle, it just never moved. It didn't matter too much to her though, even though she was impaitent that he couldn't grasp what real art was. He was just too thick to take in what she always told him. Art was eternal, that's the point of it. "You're so stupid, when are you going to learn art is meant to last forever?" She rolled her eyes, rubbing her temples to keep her calm. Plugging her ears right before the blast, she scowled. Art was definetly not meant to be noisy.

[RippedNose]

The fights about art were always serious for Ryota, but he of course, found humor in it. Mostly hearing Nami's pathetic arguments about what she falsely beleived what art truly was. He laughed and shook his head disbelievingly at her words. "I'm never gonna learn because it's something that can't be learned without lying. You're the one who needs to learn what art really is. Take art classes or something" noticing her expression at the last set of explosions he smirked. "And the louder it is, the better! It makes it more exciting". He closed the bag and dropped it on the floor beside his bed, sighing, bored now. Bored so easily, even while making his art. His eyes roamed the room, thinking of what the hell there was to do when he was bored other than annoying people. Giving up on trying to find anything else to do his eyes flicked back to Nami. "Hey Nami? NamiNamiNami! What's up buddyyyyy???" he grinned while he said all this, trying not to laugh, as always.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Shut up, what does it look like is up," she growled at him, digging the heel of her hand into her eyes, trying to make her headach from him go away. He was just so annoying, just as bad as Tobi, but in his own, stupid catagory. A catagory where he was mentally stuck on the true meaning of art. "Why don't you play with Tobi, and then you two can annoy each other to death." And if they did, and both died, or even one, then that'd be one thing out of the way. Two, if she was lucky.

[RippedNose]

"I dunno" his voice was a mixture of happy and innocent and curious. He stretched his arms out as he stiffled a yawn. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep if he tried, so he didn't. While stretching, he whacked his broken arm on the wall by accident. Retracting it quickly he held it to his chest, cursing loudly. "OH FUCK!!! SHIT WHY DO I HAVE TO BE SO FUCKING CLUMSY!?!?!?HOLY FUCKING SHIT THAT HURTS!!!!!" he continued on for a bit before stopping, his breath coming quickly because of his yelling. He cleared his throat quietly and shifted, grinning sheepishly. "Oops" his grin widened. He knew that hitting his broken limbs on things wouldn't help the healing process and he lay his arm down on the bed beside him, wincing as the broken bone jarred again slightly when it hit the matress.

[Nyako-Chan]

Nami sighed, hating how he was not only screaming out his swear words, but because he was just yelling stupid things and probably didn't even know what he was saying. "Shut up, it's your own fault, and you're too stupid to not be clumsy." He seriously was about the dumbest person she knew, and would most likely be the dumbest she'd ever meet.

[RippedNose]

Ryota stuck his tounge out at Nami when she spoke, although he knew it was true. "Well, I can't be that stupid. It takes some brainpower to annoy people. It can be pretty hard depending on the person" he nodded in agreement with his own words. "You're not too hard to piss off, especially when you're not in a good mood in the first place. I bet I could annoy you in two seconds flat right now" his tone was proud, as he was. He found it an amazing talent being able to annoy people like that. He knew just how to get under anyones skin if he knew their personality.

[Nyako-Chan]

Actually, it was just him who could make her that mad that fast. True, he did know how to realy bug someone, just what made them mad, and then he'd mess with that weakness. It was pretty stupid, really. Who would want to know all that stuff about a person, just to get them mad? Well, obviously Ryota, but he wasn't the brightest kid around, so....that would explain why he was about the most annoying thing in her life. "Don't bother if you already know you can, stupid," she was kind of hoping he wouldn't go into his annoying act so she wouldn't lose her temper.

[RippedNose]

Ryota shrugged at her words, seeing the sense there, but not the sense that she saw. The sense he found was not to waste his talent when he knows he can pester her anyways. But this didn't stop him over the time he healed. Their arguments continued and the blonde used every opportunity possible to drive Nami insane. Ryota's jaw and nose had healed, and it had been about a month and a half since Nami left him broken and bleeding in the hallway outside her room. He lay in bed, half hanging off the edge, and starving. "Nami!!!" he called as loudly as he could, rolling back onto the bed properly and sitting up the best he could.

[Nyako-Chan]

She wasn't sure how she'd managed to survive a whole month having to serve Ryota as a maid, but, somehow, she had. She groaned softly as she heard his annoying call. Walking over to his room with his food that she knew he'd want by this hour. She'd found a pattern in which he requested things, and most of the time the pattern stayed as she had formated it. Sometime's it'd change slightly, but he'd unnoticably get back into it. She walked into his room to see him sprawled over his bed in his own weird way. His nose and jaw had healed by now, just his ribs, arm, and leg left. Hopefully soon, she wouldn't have to wear the stupid maid dress anymore. Tobi would come up to her when ever he saw her in the dress and be retarded and say stuff about her. She tossed a bag of some already opend pretzels onto his stomach. "There, eat it and be happy." She turned to leave, since he'd ask for a drink sooner or later.

[RippedNose]

Ryota grabbed the pretzels off of his stomach and stuck his hand inside. It seemed like he didn't even have to ask for things anymore, as she knew exactly what he wanted. Now that he was mostly healed his broken bones didn't hurt as much when he fell or hit them on things. "Drink?" he called as she turned to leave. He shoved a handfull of pretzels into his mouth and chewing on them with a smile. He knew she probably already knew he would want a drink but he found the need to ask anyways. He worked his way through the bag of pretzels quickly, waiting for Nami with his drink, not really caring what it was, as pretzels always made him really thirsty.

[Nyako-Chan]

Yeah, see, she knew he'd be on his usual schedule today. When she had been searching in the kitchen earlier, she had set aside a can of someone's reserved pop, so he'd be able to have that. Rushing in, grabbing the soda quickly, then going back to his room, she set the pop at his side. More or less likely, he'd probably make up something do now, since after he ate, he always went to either bothering someone, or art, or something else. Whatever he was feeling like today would be what he would do.

[RippedNose]

"Sweet" he said with a grin, grabbing the pop and opening it, downing half of it in one gulp. He finished the pretzels and pop quickly and threw his legs over the side of the bed, having nothing to do as always. For once he was planning on actually watching T.V., instead of pissing everyone who was sitting there off. If he flipped for long enough, he could probably find something decent to watch, thought he might have to fight for the remote. He got up slowly, stretching with a sigh. He was always stiff after sleeping, and after having broken ribs, arm, and leg, it didn't help at all. He was able to walk around without much pain now, as his leg had healed alot in a month and a half, so when he walked out of the room and down the hallway he didn't bother with crutches or anything, and he wasn't too slow either. His uneven footsteps still sounded pretty funny to him, but he wasn't really sure why. He made his way to the main room and sat down on the couch, glancing at the three people sitting there. It was Hidan Kakuzu and Tobi, and luckily for him Tobi had the remote. He geached across Kakuzu and grabbed it from the annoying man quickly, feeling no resistance as he pulled it away. "Thanks" he said sarcastically as he began to flip channels aimlessly, trying to find something that appealed to him at all.

[Nyako-Chan]

Ryota all but sucked in his pop and pretzels. How he ate really wasn't 'disgusting', but in it's own way, fasinating. Sort of... It just was plainly, kind of interesting. Not so much as grotesque, but more as something to watch that wasn't as gross as it was supposed to be. It was hard to explain, kind of, but she could make sense of it herself. She waited for him to be down the hally already, then followed, staying near the corner of the wall to keep away from him. She watched as he took the remote from Tobi, and flipped through the channels, probably not even paying attention to what was viewing.

[RippedNose]

While flipping through the channels Ryota could feel the sugar acting on his system as he slowly started to find it harder and harder to sit still. He fidgeted for a few minutes before it became overwhelming and he jumped up, tossing the remote back to Tobi -who missed- and started jumping up and down on his good leg, trying not to lose his balance. Laughing histerically as he did this, he started flailing his hands as he jumped, looking like a total retard. No matter how much he tried to keep his balance, he failed like he did at everything, and tipped over sideways, crashing to the ground with a loud bang. He clutched his broken ribs as they now hurt from hitting the floor, and his face showed the pain though he continued to laugh insanely, it getting louder from the pain.

[Nyako-Chan]

Nami sighed, of course he fell, again. Stupi,d moronic, clumsy, retarded, idiot.... He never could stay still, which led to him falling and hurting himself, which was also probably making his recovery slower than it should be. Despite her not wanting to, she walked over to him, tugging at his good arm, trying to lift him up. But because of the major height difference, that task proved to be a little difficult. "Get up, idiot,"she tried to pull his arm over the other way, not succeeding in that either. "You make this job so much harder than it needs to be."

[RippedNose]

Ryota felt Nami tugging at his arm but it did no good, as he was laughing too hard to help. When it was pulled the other way he struggled to get his feet under him, not succeeding. "I'm trying!" he managed to choke out of his histerical laughter. He managed to get to his feet slowly, still laughing. He swayed slightly, but kept his balance for once. He wrapped both of his arms over his stomach and hobbled over to the wall for support as the sugar continued his laughing. His face was a bright red now and a few tears of laughter has leaked from his eyes, but he kept on, not able to stop, as always.

[Nyako-Chan]

Seriously, she didn't think it was natural for a person to laugh that much. Or that hard, for that matter. Nami didn't think even Tobi laughed that long. He was way too stupid to know how to stop, she'd bet. He found just about anything funny, and no matter how not-funny it was, he'd laugh hard enough to make someone look like they needed the air from his laughing, when it was really he, who was breathless. It was weird, how or why Ryota could laugh at nothing. She shook her head, walking off, back towards the corner.

[RippedNose]

Ryota braced himself against the wall the best he could to keep from falling over. The only time he laughed that hard was when someone did something really stupid that looked painful, or if he was really hyper after having either sugar or pickles. He managed to stop his laughing and he was gasping for breath now, doubled over with just a random laugh spasm every 30 seconds or so. He straightened up, still breathing heavily, and his face was still pretty red, but not as red as it had been. "I'm ok" he announced, holding back yet another short laugh. A random thought popped into his head and he looked around quickly before hobbling into the kitchen, the check the freezer for ice cream. He had no idea why this suddenly occured to him, but it did. He got to the freezer and opened it, never having actually looked inside before. He had always either stolen things from other people or gotten them to get him some. Of course he had raided the fridge a few billion times but never the freezer. He poked around inside, looking at all the nasty shit there was before finding an expired container of ice cream. He pulled the lid off and stuck his finger in, licking it thoughtfully. "Still good" he muttered, shrugging and putting the lid back on. He grabbed a spoon and went to sit back on the couch, opening the container again and starting to eat from it.

[Nyako-Chan]

Nami raised an eyebrow as she watched Ryota eat expired ice cream/ Only Ryota would actually eat expired, nasty food, no matter what. Especially if it had some form of sugar in it. He's probably the only one stupid enough to eat gross, old stuff....Tobi, possibly, but she'd never seen him eat old food on purpose. Most of the time Deidara gave him nasty food just because he was mad at him or something. But Ryota, he'd take one look at the expiration date on the food, and eat it anyways. He was just weird like that.

[RippedNose]

Ryota continued to eat the ice cream, not caring that it was expired. It tasted fine, a little off he had to admit but fine. He never got sick from these things anyways, he could probably digest metal if he ate it. He finished the ice cream and took the container back to the kitchen and shoved it into the garbage, dropping the spoon on the counter. He was beginning to feel sick to his stomach, but he didn't really connect it to the ice cream as he didn't get sick from expired things. Ever. For some strange reason. It was probably some sort of glitch in his system. It was highly likely. It was when he sat back down on the couch that the blonde really noticed he was sick. His face took on a pasty shade of green and he grabbed his stomach, running as best as he could with a broken leg, to the kitchen, and throwing up in the garbage can. He moaned quietly as he wiped his mouth, still holding his stomach with one arm.

[Nyako-Chan]

"What've you done now, idiot?" Nami said lightly, as she walked in on him heaving up the contents of his stomach in a garbage can. "Well, no, it's not you this time. Sorry, that was...reflexive..." Nami kneeled along side of him, looking at the visible part of his head since the rest of it was in the garbage. "I spiked the ice cream and most of the freezer's contents, so you may not want to eat them for now..." She smirked, sort of glad he had fallen into a trap meant for someone else.

[RippedNose]

Ryota barely noticed when Nami walked in. Hearing her words he opened his mouth to protest that he hadn't done anything when she apologized. He looked at her sideways, waiting for her to expand. Hearing her explination his eyes narrowed. He was about to say something to that when his attention was taken by him vomiting in the garbage once more. "I'm gonna kill you for that" he muttered, clutching his stomach with both arms again. "I should puke all over the floor just so you'll have to clean it all up". He got to his feet slowly, glaring at Nami as he started to walk slowly to the living room, hoping he'd make it back without throwing up. This hope was demolished as he threw up in the middle of the floor and all but collapsed beside it. He attempted to call Nami, not knowing wheather she had followed him or not, but no sound came out as he puked again. He was surprised at this point that he had anything left in his stomach to throw up anymore, but he ate alot so it shouldn't be much of a surprise to him. He moved his head to keep it out of the. . . stuff. . . that was now on the floor of the hallway. He edged backwards, too tired now to get up without help.

[Nyako-Chan]

Nami had gone off quickly to grab some towels to mop up Ryota's mess, knowing that more or less if he didn't throw up on purpose somewhere, the toxins she'd put in the food was pretty strong, so undoubtedly he'd throw up somewhere all the same. Since the frozen food had been intended for someone else, the dose of the poison had been quite heavy, and it would weaken someone who would require less and a much lighter dosage. She came back to see him trying to move away from his pile of upchucked food. She helped him move backwards, taking firm hold of his torso and avoiding putting pressure on his abdoment, she dragged him back, away from his pile of heaved up stuff. After wiping up the stuff on the ground swiftly, then otssing it somewhere in the bathroom, she tried to help Ryota get up on the couch. She'd drop him and keep him there if he didn't put a little effort into getting back up.

[RippedNose]

Ryota kciked his legs when Nami pulled him backwards, trying to help somewhat. If he hadn't been trying to hold the contents of what could possibly be left of his stomach down he would have made a comment on the way she was touching him. But he didn't say anything, not really thinking of it as he was just trying not to puke again. He lay on the floor while she cleaned up his barf, holding his stomach, and not really noticing the three people on the couch staring at him and Hidan, who was closest to him, shifting away slightly. The blonde had forgotten that the three were there until he heard Tobi's voice. "Are you ok sempai?" he asked. Ryota groaned and looked up at the three on the couch.
"Does it look like I'm ok?" he muttered, not really caring if he was heard. Hidan shifted away again, trying to put as much space between them, most likely so he wouldn't get sick as well, as none of them knew that Nami had spiked the food. When Nami came back and tried to help him onto the couch he did the best he could to get his feet under him and push himself up onto it. He kicked at the floor until he made it, curling up into a ball, resting his head on his knees, and his arms wrapped around his legs, ignoring the broken bones. His face wasn't green anymore, but it was really pale, which was pretty noticable as it was shade paler than Hidan's, which realy couldn't be healthy.

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