Love hurts (Sasuke) Part 2

Kazumi POV
Yes! It was working! I could hear the boy saying something about me. Heeheheehee. Dumbass. I love playing with people. I felt myself being proped up. Then a strong hand hit my back square between the sholder blades. My eyes poped open and I coughed up the rest of the halloween blood packet that was in my mouth.
"There. Cough it all up. Don't choke." An unfamilier voice said softly.
I coughed and coughed until everything was out of my mouth. A nice healthy puddle of fake blood wason the ground in front of me. My eyes whiddened as the smell of real blood hit me though. My hand covered my mouth and I backed away from the puddle.
"Kazumi? Are you ok?" Kazuki asked.

I looked up to him. I shook my head, not trusting my voice right now.

"Wait right here while I go find a hotel. Can you stay with her?" He looked over at the guy next to me.

"Of corse."

"Thank you." He left and I had three new faces around me. Two boys, one girl. The smell was still strong. I had only used fake blood. Why was I smelling real blood? The thought made me want to cry. And really thats what I did. I hugged my knees and hid my face while sobs and tears escaped me. I felt gental hands on my sholder. I looked up to see the pink haired girl smiling down at me softly. The blond boy was grinning slightly and the boy we were sent to find was still sitting next to me. He looked like he was in a very akward situation. but this wasn't that akward.
I sniffled and leaned back against the tree. But I could still smell it.
"Are you going to be ok?" The blond boy asked.
"I don't know." Was all I said.
"So, like, whats your name?" The girl asked.
"Kazumi Right." I whispered.
"Well, Kazumi, I'm Sakura. This blond idiot over here is Naruto. And sitting next to you is Sasuke." I looked over at Sasuke. His cheeks were pink. I poked his left cheek.
"Why are your cheeks red?" I asked.
They went redder. My face got closer. Even redder.
"Jeus, how red can they get?" I asked.
They went an unearthly shade. That had to be uncomfortable. But I sat back when I heard Naruto laughing. Sakura was giggleing as well. I gave them a confused face. It was like watching everybody from behind the counter when Auntie Sen found the condom in Uncle Pien's desk. Kazuki and I were, what, five at the time? It was funny when we learned what a condom was at ten. But before, it was just plain confuseing.
Kazuki came running back just then. "Ok. I found a hotel just through there. Come on."
I tryed to get up. But saddly, I crashed right back down to the ground. Sasuke helpped me up again, but I just fell once more. Finally, he just hitched me up on his back. Kazuki snagged my bag and violin case.
"Lead the way." Sasuke mummbled.
On the way to the hotel I dicided to tell a nice story. "So, this guy who worked for a major pencil company was told that he would be going to Hong Cong for a pencil convition. He had never been before so he went to the older guy who had his job before him to get advice on what to do. The guy said, "Just do what you would normally do. But never go to the Kats Hotel Motel." The man asked "Why?" "Just don't do it." So he went to his boss later on that day to get some pointers. His boss just siad. "Be kind and smile a lot. But what ever you do, don't go to the Kat's Hotel Motel." "Why?" "Just don't do it. You'll regret it." So he starts to think that this hotel must be a peice of crap if two trust worhy people have already told him not to go there. So he go's home that night and tells his wife about the trip. She looks up some stuff on the computer and finnally tells him "Well, everything loks pretty good. But don't go to the Kats Hotel Motel." "Why does every one keep saying not to go there?" "Just don't do it." So he goes to Hong Cong and while in the cab to his hotel he asked the cabbie about the Kat's Hotel Motel. All he said was "Don't go there." "Why?" "Just don't do it dude." So the convistion goes on, everything is doing amazingly good. It's his second to last day there and while he's taking his walk he passes the Kat's Hotel Motel. His brain is just screaming at him to go check it out. So he takes one step in the building and he passes out. He wakes up the next morning in his original room with a note on his chest. 'Your not welcome here. Go home.' It read. Well, it was his last day anyway so he got packed up and went to flag down a cab. But no cab would stop for him. He walked to the airport but they wouldn't let him on the plain either. He found a guy with a row boat and rowed back the U.S. When he got home, his wife was standing there waiting for him. "I'm leaveing you." She said. "What? Why?" "Because you went to the Kat's Hotel Motel." He was freaking out at how she knew that or why it would even matter. So he was kicked out of his house. The next day went to work all happy because he was getting a big bonuse for going on the trip. But his boss told him he was fired. "Why?" "Cause you went to the Kat's Hotel Motel." So now he's homeless and jobless, living on the streets, hungrey. One day he finds a boat and some fishing gear. He's all happy now. He think's he's going to get food. He rows it out and stands in the boat to look out farther. But the boat tips and the guy drowns."
"... That's it? What happened at the Motel?"
"Yeah. How did every one know he had gone there?"
"I don't know. The whole point of the story was to teach you not to stand in a boat."
"Then what was with the whole- Never mind!"
Saske and I chuckled evily at successfully messing around with there minds. The distroy part was getting closer and closer.