This is my first fanfic. I just wanted to write something because basically it looks like a good way to get rid of some creativity that has been interrupting my naps and basically irritating the hell outta me lately. Anyway, R&R and let me know what ya thought of this one. Its ridiculously short, and hopefully a little funny. I actually have some better ideas, but I figure this one is just a good one to use to introduce me to the fanfic world -- anyway --
I don't own Naruto
Location: Hokage Office
It was a typical day in Konoha, and just like everyday at 2:00 Tsunade-sama was taking a nap at her desk instead of doing the piles of work that surrounded her head. This particular day, she was quickly snatched outta dreamland to the sound of a door being slammed open to a familiar little voice.
"FIGHT ME OLD LADY!!" Konohamaru exclaimed kunai in hand as he quickly entered the room. As usual though, his scarf was just a little too long, and he slipped and fell flat on his face. "Ouuuuch, you set a trap didn't yo-…" his statement was interrupted to the sight of Tsunade standing over him, cracking her knuckles, breathing steam accompanied with multiple veins throbbing in her neck and forhead.
"Who are you calling OLD?!" Tsunade hissed.
"…" Konohamaru was silent, eyes solid white with black rings surrounding them and beads of sweat forming on his head as he recognized his mistake. His horrible horrible mistake.
Konohamaru laid on the floor in a puddle of his own blood for another 20 minutes before Tsunade-sama calmed down enough to heal his many MANY wounds. From that day on, he devoted himself to hard work and practice because this Hokage was nothing like the last…
Well whata ya think?? It was ridiculously short I know…honestly, Im surprised no one thought of something like this before.
Well -- til next time-- 2 fingaz!!
I don't own Naruto
Location: Hokage Office
It was a typical day in Konoha, and just like everyday at 2:00 Tsunade-sama was taking a nap at her desk instead of doing the piles of work that surrounded her head. This particular day, she was quickly snatched outta dreamland to the sound of a door being slammed open to a familiar little voice.
"FIGHT ME OLD LADY!!" Konohamaru exclaimed kunai in hand as he quickly entered the room. As usual though, his scarf was just a little too long, and he slipped and fell flat on his face. "Ouuuuch, you set a trap didn't yo-…" his statement was interrupted to the sight of Tsunade standing over him, cracking her knuckles, breathing steam accompanied with multiple veins throbbing in her neck and forhead.
"Who are you calling OLD?!" Tsunade hissed.
"…" Konohamaru was silent, eyes solid white with black rings surrounding them and beads of sweat forming on his head as he recognized his mistake. His horrible horrible mistake.
Konohamaru laid on the floor in a puddle of his own blood for another 20 minutes before Tsunade-sama calmed down enough to heal his many MANY wounds. From that day on, he devoted himself to hard work and practice because this Hokage was nothing like the last…
Well whata ya think?? It was ridiculously short I know…honestly, Im surprised no one thought of something like this before.
Well -- til next time-- 2 fingaz!!
