when I talk of the Yondaime, he is not yet the hokage...but since i have no idea what his name is, i shall use Yondaime, or yellow flash etc...Once we find out what his name is, we will play...insert name here...lol.
I also dont know where I am going with this, its just something that I am writing. So yay!
I do not own Naruto, just thought I would say that. :P and yeah!
Obito traced his right index finger along the desktop, his left elbow on the table top, chin resting on his hand. His feet were crossed casually under the desk while he slumped forward, chewing absently on his tooth pick while Sensei droaned on about the proper posture for throwing shuriken. Classes were so boring, Obito liked to think of himself as a hands on type person. Who cares about posture? What mattered the most was if you could throw the damn Shuriken, wasn't it?
Glancing to his side, cheeks and lips smooshing slightly as he still held his chin in his hand, he watched the ever popular Hatake Kakashi as he sat at the front of the class, always there giving the correct answers to every fricken question. He seriously pissed Obito off. As if on cue, Kakashi raised his hand and began to explain more in depth than the Sensei had, about the art of using the Shuriken.
"Show off." Obito murmured into the palm of his hand which earned him a glare from the girl sitting next to him.
Brows furrowed, Obito shrugged and slumped over his desk, arms outstretched over the top of the counter. It was such a long day, when would this class ever be over? They had all graduated from the Academy already, what was the point in a review? He knew it all anyway. Or, he thought it knew it all. Well, okay, even if he didn't remember everything, it was sure to come back to him once he was in a real life situation.
" I'll call the new gennin teams" The teacher shook his paper work in Obito's direction, as the Uchiha kid was obviously taking this time for a nap.
"Hmph..." Obito sat up staight in his chair and crossed his arms. Finally something interesting was going to happen. Adjusting his goggles, which were pushed back over his forehead protector, Obito glanced sidelong at the girl who had glared at him before. I hope that I get to be on her team, maybe then we can get ot know each other...maybe then I'll actually talk to her.
He didnt realise that he was staring until the girl thwapped him upside the head, hissing his name and for him to pay more attention. Sensei called his name twice already while he was lost thinking lovely things about the girl next to him. He didnt even know her name, but she was so pretty. Light brown hair, green eyes, pretty pouty lips...
"Eh?"
"Uchiha Obito...Hatake Kakashi..." at the second name Obito stood up, his chair screeching on the floor as it was pushed backwards blocking out part of what sensei was saying. "...Rin"
"Wait, this isnt fair! " Obito pleaded, holding his hands out. "Hatake is a Chuunin! I still dont understand why he's in this class anyway"
The teacher sighed, knowing he would get this kind of reaction from the impossible Uchiha boy. " There are no Chuunin his age for him to team up with, The Hokage himself has personally requested that he take on missions with a team at his own age..."
Up at the front of the class, a masked kakashi leaned forward, his arms crossed on the desktop. He wasn't too pleased with the descsion to place him with two gennin. He had been training on his own since he was six years old, where did Sandaime get off in thinking he would be able to strengthen his skills with a Gennin team.
"Also. To make things interesting, I guess, your new Sensei has requested that he train the best and the worst in the class. Which, Obito, happens to include you and Kakashi." Sensei sighed and moved on, calling out the other teams before Obito could say another word.
From the back of the classroom, Obito glared at the back of that grey spiky haired head. The mask was pissing him off, the whole outfit was stupid. He liked to think he had some kind of fashion sense, black and orange went way better together.
"I can't belive I'm on Kakashi-kun's team..." The pretty girl next to Obito whispered to herself.
"You're Rin?" His eyes went wide, finally, he knew this girl's name. Blinking, he looked from her to Kakashi at the front of the room, then back to Rin again. Great. Of course she liked Kakashi, everyone liked Kakashi.
He lowered his eyes, and slumped forward. Of course. Who would like Uchiha Obito? The Uchiha's greatest embarrassement? Chronically late, lame and uncreative excuses, lowest scores in the class, barely made it to Gennin. He wasn't surprised that Rin liked Kakashi, almost every girl in the class adored the stuck up Chuunin. Well, hes not my superior! I'll prove to him that I can do exactly what he can, and more!
Up at the font of the class a blonde man poked his head into the class room, his grin was wide and showed his excitement. It was his first time as a Gennin teacher. He didnt have to meet up with his new team until tomorrow, but he couldn't wait. Kakashi he had already met a couple of times. The boy was the son of Konoha's white fang, of course he would pass though the ranks quickly, it was expected from a genius. Yondaime specifically asked to have him on the team at Third Hokage's request, and partly because he was curious about what the boy could do himself.
The blonde man placed his eyes on the boy dressed in black, even though his face was covered, the boy looked bored. Perhaps it was the eyes, which were half open, and slightly unimpressed. He was such a stickler for rules and procedure, and ceased being a boy once his father died. Kakashi was trying to hard to become a man, and he was only twelve years old. If he could, Yondaime wanted to give Kakashi the chance to have a childhood while he still had some time left.
Scratching his head, the yellow flash glanced upwards to the back of the class room where there sat a fuming Uchiha and the only girl on his team, Rin. Yondaime was also concerned for the Uchiha kid just as much as he was worried for the Hatake boy. This one didn't seem to have any real talent as of yet, his family were on the brink of disowning the boy because he brought the clan much embarrassment. Yondaime did not understand the Uchiha clan. Just because one of their own did not excel right away, did not mean that they were worthless. But, then again, the Uchiha clan was a very mysterious one, so were the Hyuuga's, and pretty much the rest of Konoha's old clans.
Well, hopefully he would be able to shape the boy into an honorable Shinobi. One who understand the power of teamwork and friendship. Somehow it didn't seem that it would be very hard to do. In the case of Hatake Kakashi, that was another issue altogether.
The girl. Yondaime did not know much of her, only that her family consisted of some of the most powerful healing Shibobi he had ever known. He did not know if the rumor was true, but he was told that she was related to one of the legendary Sannin, Tsunade-sama, once a team mate of his former Sensei.
"Ah, Yondaime! come to see your new students so soon?" The class Sensei held out a scroll to the blonde man.
"Heh." The yellow flash received the scroll while flushing slightly. It was embarassing. To others jounin training gennin this year, this was nothing new, but this was his first time, he couldn;t help be be excited about it.
"Have something to say to your new team before you meet up tomorrow..." The other man smirked, knowing Yondaime must be feeling a little out of place in a class room.
"Uh.." He did not come here with anything to say to his new students, perhaps he should have, he would have looked a little more intelligent. It would have also kept Kakashi from rolling his eyes, and Obito from throwing his hands up in the air while Rin looked on with rosy cheeks. It was as if she were embarrassed for him. "Well..."
"Dont be shy..." Sensei smirked patting the flushed jounin on the shoulder. Everyone picked on the yellow flash, but it was all in good humor. It was easy to get this shinobi to blush, although it was just as easy to get him to laugh. He was such a bright character.
"Ano...I look forward to getting to know you..." The jounin rubbed the back of his neck. "Ah, well...we will meet tomorrow..." With that he promptly left the classroom before the sensei could get him to say anything more. That was enough. He didnt want to know what his team thought of him right now. It was an awkward moment, he wasn't prepared. Tomorrow he would be, tomorrow was the bells test.