Wanna bet?
Chapter 1
In spite of being a very cute little boy, one Uzumaki Naruto was destined to be a powerhouse, and Sarutobi Hiruzen had big plans for him. Plans that became much more complicated when Naruto was six years old.
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The Third was taking a rest from paperwork to look out over the beautiful hidden village he ruled when the blond boy he thought of as a grandson came barging into his office, "Jiji!" the little boy said, "I don wanna be a ninja no more."
A bit flummoxed Hiruzen replied, "Really? Any particular reason why?"
The six year old grinned, "Weasle-kun taught me how to play poker and I didn't lose a single round. I figure if I'm tha good, I shouldn't be a shinobi."
Sarutobi hmmed in thought, "So you're going to give up being a ninja to become a professional gambler are you? You know it's very possible that Weasle-kun let you win because he felt bad about the idea of almost literally taking candy from a baby."
Naruto scowled in indignation, "No way old man! I'd be a great gambler! I bet dere's no bet I could lose!"
The Sandaime nodded, "Perhaps, but did you ever consider that maybe you'd be equally good as a shinobi?"
The little boy snorted, "Yeah right! I bet I'd graduate dead last from d'academy."
Hiruzen smiled, "Done."
The six year old blinked in surprise then frowned, "Cheater."
A/N So this is my new story. I'll probably use it as a stress reliever from all the serious stuff I write for school. It's a quasai-drabble story and in no way should be taken seriously. Because I am in school, I'll probably only be updating "Wanna Bet?" once or twice a week. I hope y'all enjoy it. :) TAS
P.S. Thank you to everyone who reviewed Team Psych, I Spy and my other stories. You have no idea how much y'alls encouragement still helps me want to write. Especially when one of my papers gets shredded by a professor.