Prologue-ish thingy!

A thin, lanky man with lopsided silvery-gray hair strolled up to the Konoha Bridge as leaves colored in hues of red orange and yellow fluttered down from the trees to greet him. A black mask and Konoha hitai-ate covering up most of his face, obscuring much of his facial expressions from view. Even so, an extremely easygoing attitude was given off by a lazy slouch, a slow, carefree stride, and a bright orange book shielding his already covered face. He glanced up from the pages of the small book to see a blond-haired-blue-eyed ball of insanity clad in bright orange and blue sitting on the bridge.

"OI! KAKASHI-SENSEI!" He called out rather obnoxiously as the said sensei let out a long sigh. "Why am I here?" he asked curiously as Kakashi drew nearer.

The thin man slowly brought two fingers up to his forehead in a mock-salute and said, "Yo, Naruto," ignoring the kid's question altogether.

Unperturbed and completely used to these kinds of responses, Naruto asked once more. "Why am I here?"

"Maa, Naruto, I asked you to come, didn't I?" Kakashi said, scratching his silver-haired head with the hand not holding his beloved, ahem, "adult" book. Naruto frowned at him.

"Well, whatever. Why were you like an hour late?" Naruto had figured Kakashi would be late, and so he had waited sitting on the bridge railing for the better part of an hour. It was almost as boring as being at the Academy again. Almost.

"Well, Naruto, you see there was this kind elderly little woman that needed help crossing the street in front of the vegetable stand—it's quite a busy street, you know. As I was helping her with her bags, a group of enemy Nin swooped in and tried to take her gro—"

"Ok, ok, yeah, you were being a good citizen that's great. So why did you ask me to come here?" Naruto pressed, still curious as to why he was at the bridge and even more importantly, why he was at the bridge alone.

"Oh yes," Kakashi drawled lazily. "That. Well I am going on an extensive mission—no I can't tell you what the mission is, it's top secret—and unfortunately, the Ninja Summons facilities are being renovated."

"What does that mean?"

Kakashi sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "It means that all the Ninja in Konoha that have summons have to find a place for their summons to stay while the facilities are being renovated. Why they must do it now, I have no clue, but—"Naruto cut him off almost immediately.

"WAIT A SECOND! Does that mean that I have to find someplace to put GAMABUNTA?" He asked incredulously. "That guy's HUGE! HUGE!"

"No, no, no. Gamabunta is a, erm, special case. He doesn't live at those facilities. Neither does Katsuyu or, I suppose, Manda. BUT," Kakashi grimaced underneath the black fabric over his mouth. "This means I have to find a place for my ninken to stay while I am on the mission." He suddenly smiled almost evilly, his one visible eye curling upward.

Naruto scrambled away quickly with a near-terrified expression adorning his usually cheerfully obnoxious features. "Oh no Kakashi-sensei, I am NOT taking in eight rabid dogs!"

"Maa, Naruto, they aren't RABID, just a bit 'energetic', shall we say." Kakashi speedily formed the hand signals for the summoning jutsu, and within the blink of an eye, he had slit open the palm of his hand, pressed it onto the ground, and had summoned eight dogs wagging their tales happily. Well, maybe except for Pakkun.

"AAAAHH!" Naruto screeched. "NOOOOO! DON'T DO THIS TO ME KAKASHI-SENSEI!" Too late, he realized Kakashi was already walking away, his hand raised in a jaunty wave as he departed with his nose already buried in his Icha Icha.

"Now I am trusting you to either take care of them like it's a mission, or find someone else to do it." And with a swirl of leaves and wind, he was gone.

"NOOOOOOOO!" Naruto cried out. Now he was stuck with eight dogs that would most likely eventually tear him limb from limb if he stayed with them any longer. "Within 5 minutes I'd probably be strung up on a tree in pieces or barbecued over a fire for their dinner," he thought with a barely suppressed shiver. He definitely didn't want to be ripped up into meat chunks by little canine teeth. Going with his strong sense of self-preservation, he sprinted across town to the one person he knew that could just possibly be his savior. And of course, as the good ninken they were, Kakashi's summons ran after the blur of terrified orange and blue, excited to have something interesting to chase.


Iruka woke up to the sound of knocking on his door rather forcefully. He blearily opened his eyes and yawned loudly. It was his day off, and he had hoped to sleep at least 10 hours. However, he could tell that would not be the case today. The only person in Konoha that knocked, or rather, banged on his door so loudly was a certain obnoxious blonde shinobi who loved ramen more than life itself. Nonetheless, Iruka groaned as he almost fell out of his bed most un-shinobi like and headed for the door to his apartment. Scratching his head absentmindedly, he opened the door only to find eight dogs dressed in henohenomoheji-decorated vests and an out-of-breath Naruto.

"Oh, Naruto, what have you gone and done this time?"


Hi so this is my second fic! YAY ME! I really am not altogether sure how I want to go about writing this, so I am totally open to any suggestions (that is, if I get any...)

I really can't make any lemons, as I said, I started doing this about 2 days ago... But, again, if there is a wonderfully kind person out there willing to help me out, I would be eternally grateful! (wow, I am really begging now, aren't I? Oh well...)

I hope you liked it! I'm honestly not expecting any reviews, but I just am hoping that someone will be so bored they might actually read this! So ya!

Love,

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