What now?

"Welp, I quit."

He gave up as he leaned back in his seat no longer giving a fuck.

"What no you can't do that!"

"Uh, I believe I just did."
"No no no no no!" Naruto rolled his eyes as his guardian started his usual panic frenzy. "I do NOT want to be the penalty department!"

"Why still not used to it?"
"We shouldn't have to be used to it in the first place!"

But alas no one cared. Poor Iruka.

Though I suppose Iruka wasn't really his 'guardian', he was more like the roommate that acted more of a father figure than his actual guardian Jiraiya did. See here's what happened. Naruto had practically grown up living on his own, since his parents had up and died on him at a young age. With no parents around to discipline him, Naruto grew up wild and free, which made him prone to doing VERY stupid things. Like say, oh I don't know, spray painting a statue. Of the mayor. On his face. Yeah, wow, what was he thinking? As a result, he WAS gonna go to juvie, until an officer asked for his parent's contact information only to find out he didn't have any. Which resulted in them going through his family records which had apparently been ignored for years since they found out that he actually had a godfather who was literally just a few god damn blocks away from him. Well his home was anyways… Luckily the bastered was the boss of THEE biggest writing industry called Icha Icha and, well, let's just say it wasn't hard to shove Naruto onto some poor unlucky employee to crash with. Which totally sucked for Naruto cause not only was he practically babysat 24/7 but he was also immediately given the shittiest job EVER. Editing strike fanfictions /strike works of literature under the worst department (the teen, no, TWEEN romance department) for his god damn perverted godfather who he hadn't even seen since the last time his department got penalized. … why was it when shit happens his godfather was always there? Maybe this was a sign...

"We are NOT gonna get penalized for missing another deadline! Give it to me!" Iruka then snatched the paper Naruto had been editing from his desk. However instead of going straight to town and fixing it he looked over Naruto's notes. "You… you changed it."
"Dude have you actually read the paper? Of course I changed it."

Iruka then flipped faster through the pages.

"You practically re-wrote the whole thing."
"Well yeah, it was complete shit."

"Excuse me?"

The room grew deadly silent but obviously Naruto didn't care. He was never afraid of speaking his mind. He then took the stack of paper from Iruka and swatted the cover before he continued.

"The story is complete shit. Not only does it suck, but it's clear that the guy who wrote this has never been in love. … let alone know what the fuck happiness is. Seriously it's supposed to be a romance which should leave the readers all fuzzy and mushy inside from feels; not leave them mushy from rotting decay and fuzzy from growing funguses caused by feeling dead inside."

First there was a cough. Then silence. Dead silence.

"Holly shit! Muh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Naruto didn't even bother turning around, instead he groaned as he covered his face in shame.

Jiraiya, HIS BOSS, who had apparently been standing behind the whole entire time, was dying. Flat out dying. No seriously, if he didn't stop laughing like right now he was gonna have a heart attack. Welp, at least he was laughing. Maybe he wouldn't be fired. Not that he liked his job but thanks to the damn deal with the police it was either this or god knows how many years of community service doing pointless shit like helping little old lady's find their runaway cats and weeding gardens.

"Oh wow, burn!"

"Jiraiya, stop."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha …etc"

Yeeeeeah, he wasn't gonna stop anytime soon.

It wasn't until Naruto noticed Kakashi smirking that Naruto actually became a bit concerned. He WASN'T gonna get fired right? Slowly turning around, he then made eye contact with someone giving him the death glare. It didn't take to long before he realized what he had done.

"This is yours… isn't it?"
His glare deepened as he immediately snatched the paper from his hands. Yep defiantly his.

"But he's right you know." Jiraiya finally managed to die down a bit as the author jerked his head towards him in obvious repulse. "I told you not to take this job since it wasn't in your field of writing."

No comment was made. The guy clearly seemed to know that but continued to glare at him anyways as though it was still somehow HIS fault and not his. Jiraiya sighed and extended his hand towards the author so he could hand him the edited draft. Laughing ceased, he began looking over the work with complete seriousness. He hadn't actually read the paper, yet he seemed to of already known what was in it. Not because he was the boss and was usually told about things like this, but because of how well he knew the author. He knew precisely how badly he was gonna fuck this up and even knew how he was going to do it. While Naruto on the other hand…

"You actually managed to make some of this... decent."

Not good but decent. Which considering with what he had to work with wasn't actually all that bad. He then looked directly at Naruto.

"Wait, you were referring to me?"
He then began rubbing his chin in contemplation. Well, Naruto's dad WAS a terrific writer… could that of somehow been passed onto him? This shitty little punk who couldn't give an ass about anything… be good at writing? He then made probably one of the riskiest decisions he had ever made. Well for the company anyways.

"Normally this is the time I would force the writer to drop the project." The author immediately avoided eye contact as Jiraiya continued. "But you really worked hard to get this project and you really are an incredible writer." 'seriously?' Naruto thought to himself in disbelief with an unconvinced expression on his face as he began slouching in his seat. "Which is why I will allow you to continue, b IF /b" he then pointed directly in front of him "you work with Naruto."

"…what?"

"Uh yeah, what was that?"

"Congratulations Naruto." Jiraiya full out grinned. "You have now been promoted to personal editor of the world famous Uchiha Sasuke!" He then walked over and patted the overly shocked Naruto's shoulder. "Have fun." And laughed his ass off as we walked out the room slamming the door behind him.

"Ah hell no." the author commented as he paced himself back in forth in the room as he ran his fingers through his hair angary "I will NOT be working with an idiot like him!"

Naruto twitched as he slowly began sitting up right in his seat.

"Yeah well I don't wanna work with the lights of you either. … yoooou…"

"You?"
"Yeah I have no idea who are."

The author froze and was completely flabbergast.

"Wait… seriously?"
Now Kakashi was laughing.

"Oh my god this is gonna be greeeeeat."