Shashuko: Wheeee! First ever Naruto ficcy! I hope this doesn't completely suck. I also hope you poor people who got here because I write Ouran ficcies don't completely hate me for this... lol. The OC's here are all based off of people from my real life. Therefore, for the pure purpose of torturing my friends, I have lots of evil ideas for this ficcy.

Sasuke: using sharingan to see shashuko's evil plans HELL NO. YOU WILL NOT WRITE THAT.

Shashuko: Well, if you put it that way Sasu-teme I'll have to. By the way, if I owned Naruto, these OCs would not be in it anyway, but Sasunaru would be cannon.

Naruto: It IS cannon dattebayou! We kissed.

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A full class of gennin hopefuls filed into the classroom.

"Okay, we waited, Iruka-sensei! Who're our teachers?" yelled a boy with pure white, chin-length hair from the back of the classroom. He was wearing a plain brown shirt with

A tall girl in the front rolled her eyes. "Iruka-sensei is our teacher, smart one!" her blonde hair was held back by her hitai-ate (worn like a hair band, but without some left hanging in the front like Sakura) and she was wearing a light purple shirt with spandex shorts that were, pointedly, the same color as the dark blue band on her hitai-ate.

"Nice," commented the dark-haired girl sitting next to her, giving the blonde girl a high-five. Her big-neckbanded shirt and shorts were both black.The huge samoyed breed dog standing next to the girl barked in agreement.

"WARAI KIIRO! YOU'VE GOT SOME NERVE TALKING IN CLASS WHEN YOU'RE SITTING IN THE FRONT ROW!!!" Iruka screamed.

"Sensei, gomen nasai. Please forgive me?" Kiiro asked.

"NO! AND AS FOR YOU, KUROPPI, HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU I HAVE TO TELL YOU NOT TO BRING THAT DOG IN?!?"

The girl sitting next to Kiiro smirked. "This is the last time you'll have to tell me, sensei. Soon, I won't be a part of this class anymore."

"Nice," whispered Kiiro. She and Kuroppi high-fived again.

"Thank goodness for that," Iruka sighed. "Anyway, the sensei for Team 1 is---"

A mass of cloth crashes through the window. Then, there was an explosion. When the smoke cleared, there was a lady standing in front of Iruka's desk with a sheet behind her that said, 'Mitarashi Anko-- Jounin Sensei for Team 4.'

"I'm Mitarashi Anko and I'm the sensei for Team Four! Iruka, there's a lot of maggots in here. Which ones are mine?"

"Th-those three," stuttered Iruka, pointing to Kiiro, Kuroppi, and the person sitting next to them. This person had sort black hair parted to the side and oval glasses. They was wearing a long-sleeved red Chinese shirt with black leggings underneath. The person's skin was pale and the person's eyes were golden. "T-Team Four, take your sensei and leave."

"Oh no, is the great teacher Iruka scared?" taunted Anko, sneaking up behind Iruka and putting a kunai to this throat as her three new gennin walked down to meet her.

"I like you already, sensei," chuckled Kiiro. "I'm Warai Kiiro, this is my friend Inuzuka Kuroppi-chan, whose nickname is Kuro-chan, with her dog Fuyu, and this is Hebitsukai Kon-kun! Kon-kun had the nickname 'Ouji-sama' from me because of extreme princeliness."

Anko looked at Kon, and then glared daggers at Iruka, pressing the one at his throat ever so slightly.

"Iruka, I said I would only take girls."

Kon glared ar Anko. "I am a girl."

There was silence for a moment, and then Anko and Kiiro both started laughing like hyenas.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" guffawed Kiiro. "I'm stuck with an Inuzuka who looks like an Uchiha, a girl who looks like a boy, a dog the size of a wolf, and a new sensei who scares the crap out my old one! This'll be fun!"

"I don't look like an Uchiha," said Kuroppi darkly, giving Kiiro what looked suspiciously like the famous Uchiha glare.

Iruka sweatdropped. 'No, she looks exactly like Sasuke...' he thought. "Anyway, why don't you guys go now?" the brown-haired chuunin asked nervously. 'The sooner Anko leaves, the better.'

"Okay, maggots, let's go!" shouted Anko, dragging her three charges after her.

Iruka let out a breath he'd been holding since Anko crashed through the window.

"As I was saying, the Jounin sensei for Team 1 is..." he started, as if nothing had happened.

"Iruka-sensei, are you bipolar?" Kiiro's yell was heard.

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Team 4 were all sitting in a dango shop.

"Well, you know my name, and I know your names. So now, tell me more about yourselves."

"I'm Kiiro!" said Kiiro (no duh). "I'm pretty spacey, but someday I'm gonna be a great Sannin like Godaime-sama! I like good food, my friends, and my little sisters, but my brother not so much. He annoys me. But I haven't seen 'em in awhile because I ran away from home to join the Academy. Haven't seen 'em since."

"I see... okay! You! Girl-who-looks-like-a-boy! You go!"

"My name's Kon. I live by myself, since no one adopted me before I joined the Academy. Kiiro calls me Ouji-sama after an incident that happened with a younger girl thinking I was a boy," she said.

"Interesting... so, you don't know your family at all?" Anko, angry for some reason. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," Kon said, "Why?" she asked curiously.

"No reason," Anko said, suddenly cheerful again. "How about you, Sasuke-look-alike?"

"Kuroppi or Kuro-chan. Don't call me 'Sasuke-look-alike'," Kuroppi replied darkly.

"She gets that a lot," Kiiro chuckled.

"Don't remind me," sighed Kuroppi.

"Well, I'm Mitarashi Anko! I like eating dango, scaring people, and the screams of pain that come from the people I fight."

"I think we'll get along just fine, then," said Kon eerily, half joking.

"Anyway! We're going to have a test tomorrow."

"A test? But we already took a test!" whined Kiiro. "What's this test for?"

"To see who becomes gennin," Anko replied. "You see, the test you took in the academy was only to find out who would be qualified to become gennin. The real test has a 66 dropout rate and, our of the 27 students who graduated from your class, only nine gennin will pass."

"WHAT?!?" yelled Kiiro.

"Yep. Kiba-niisan was telling you about this the other day, remember?" Kuroppi pointed out. "Weren't you listening?"

"Kuro-chan, I never listen to anything your brother says. You know that." Kiiro noticed Kuroppi's expression. "Well, you know now anyway."

All four kunoichi started laughing.

When the laughter died down, Anko gave them their instructions. "Okay, meet me at Training Ground 5 tomorrow at 7 AM. Don't eat breakfast! You'll barf."

"Okay then. Is that all, sensei?" Kon asked.

"Yeah, except one thing. Why don't you ever talk?"

"I'm trying to figure you out. We'll be fighting you tomorrow, won't we?"

"WHAT? Fighting a Jounin? I'm doomed..." Kiiro moaned.

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The next morning, all three (plus fuyu makes four) met at 7 AM in the decided spot. Unlike some worthless senseis, Anko was on time.

"Okay!" she yelled excitedly. "Here's the plan, maggots! I have these two bells here." she held up two bells and waved them around, making them make tinkly noises.

"How can she be such a morning person?" moaned Kon.

"Practice, lots of practice, take it from me," Kiiro replied cheerfully.

"I hate morning people," Kuro said under her breath.

"Here's how it goes!" continued Anko. "You all have to try to get these bells, which by the way you won't be able to do without wanting to kill me. In addition, if you don't get a bell, you'll be tied to a post while you watch the others eat the bento boxes I made. It might be only one of you, or all three!" Anko beamed at the prospect.

"Is that why you told us not to eat breakfast?" Kiiro asked curiously.

"No, you really might barf if you ate ate breakfast," Anko replied evilly.

"I'm scared now..." decided Kiiro.

"Okay! You have 'till 12 and the time starts now!" Anko whizzed off.

"Okay, huddle!" whispered Kiiro. "Remember how she said only nine would pass out of the twenty-seven?"

"Duh," said Kuroppi.

"Well, I think the two that get the bells have to fight each other," said Kiiro worriedly, "And I don't want to fight either of you! You're freaking scary! So, here's the plan: I play the fool and distract Anko-sensei with my idiocy, while you two get the bells! No one gets hurt! No wait... I take that back."

"Okay. Go find Anko, and be loud about it. We'll follow behind," said Kon.

Kiiro ran off in the direction that Anko had left in.

Anko was sitting in a tree, eating dango.

"Wonder if they'll find me... I bet they're worried I'll attack them, shaking in their boots. Heh heh..." she sent the now-empty dango stick flying towards the tree like a senbon.

"Ah hah! There you are, Anko-sensei!" yelled Kiiro, looking up. "She must be in that tree somewhere," she said to herself. "Okay, let's go!" she jumped up.

"Ohh Seeeenseeeei!" she called.

Anko was sitting on a branch, lazily twirling a kunai in her hands. "I was wondering when you were going to get here. Where are the other two?"

"Who cares? Fight me!" Kiiro supplied, charging ahead. Anko sent her flying into a tree. Kiiro got up shakily and threw a kunai at Anko, missing badly.

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Meanwhile, Kuroppi, Fuyu, and Kon were all hiding in a tree nearby when Kiiro's kunai whizzed past them and nearly hit Fuyu's head.

"Why is her aim always so bad?" Kuroppi moaned.

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"Your aim sucks, brat!" Anko yelled.

"Oh rub it in, why don't you?" Kiiro yelled back sarcastically.

"You aim sucks! Your aim sucks your aim sucks you aim sucks your aim-"

"I take that back," Kiiro growled, throwing a kunai and three shuriken. None of these hit near Fuyu, Kuroppi, or Kon, but unfortunately, none of them hit Anko either. Kiiro, who was worrying about when her team mates would get there, decided that she wasn't causing enough of a distraction and finally threw herself.

Now, she wouldn't have missed this one, but Anko had decided to dodge for some reason.

"Ninja skill number one: taijustu. Or did you forget, brat?" Anko taunted.

"Forgotten taijutsu? Me? I have forgotten many things on the road of life, but that isn't one of them," said Kiiro good-natured-ly, taking a stance on a branch.

"Are you sure?" asked Anko.

"Pretty sure," noted Kiiro, throwing a punch, which Anko caught.

"I have your arm now," chuckled Anko, "So I can do anything to it I want to right now. I could stab it with a kunai, I could drag shuriken through it, I could squeeze it so it loses circulation, I could twist it..."

Kiiro muttered something about crazy senseis under her breath and tried to kick Anko in the shin, but her foot was blocked by Anko's own.

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"Now," whispered Kon.

Kuroppi and Fuyu nodded.

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Anko was blocking Kiiro, who was trying everything from stabbing Anko with a kunai to punching her in the stomach. Kiiro was getting tired, but Anko was wondering why at times like this she didn't take a leaf out of Kakashi's book and read while fighting.

While Anko stood there, boredly blocking Kiiro's attacks, she felt a tug at her side.

"What--?"

There was a large white dog running away with bells in its mouth.

"Wasn't that the Sasuke-look-alike's dog?" Anko asked.

Kon and Kuroppi came out from behind the tree they'd been hiding behind, each holding a bell.

"We win," the said, grinning.

"What?!?" Anko yelled.

"Wow, I thought you'd notice us at least a little," Kuro said. "Are you really that spacey?"

"I was too busy insulting Kiiro..." Anko mumbled.

"That's good," said Kiiro. "I hoped to get as much of your attention as I could so Kuro-chan and Ouji-sama could get the bells. How'd you find Anko-sensei, guys? Didja just follow me?"

"When I want to find someone I can smell their blood in the air," Kon said.

"Really?" Anko gasped.

"No, not really," replied the black-haired girl. "But I am good at finding people. Call it luck, I guess."

"While I was distracting you, Kuro-chan and Ouji-sama snuck up from behind and Fuyu stole the bells!" giggled Kiiro.

Anko hit Kiiro on the head. "I know that now, you idiot!"

"OW! That's me, always stating the obvious," Kiiro groaned, rubbing her head. "Oh, well, I bet this was good for chakra building."

"Chakra building? What for?"

"The summoning justu takes a lot of chakra," explained Kon.

"How would you know?" Anko growled.

"She read it in a book, and told us that's why she was constantly hitting that post n training area 26," Kon sighed. "How else?"

"Oh," said Anko.

"So, sensei, what happens now? Who passes?" Kiiro asked excitedly.

"All of you pass."

"... WHAT!?!" yelled the three new gennin (fuyu just barked in confusion).

"Really, Anko-sensei?" Kiiro asked. "But- but how?"

"This is really test on teamwork, to see how much of it you have," Anko explained. "Now! Kiiro gets tied to the pole, since she didn't get a bell!"

"Ahhhh!" whined Kiiro.

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"Don't feed her," taunted Anko. When she'd asked Kakashi on the details of this test, he'd said that this was supposed to be part of the test as well, but she thought that it was pointless. The idea of tying someone who hadn't to a pole and eating in front of them, however, was still very appealing to her.

"What, aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat?" Anko asked in a mock-innocent voice.

"I have a packed lunch in my back pocket, but I can't reach it," Kiiro muttered. "Would you please untie me?"

"I would, but your tortured expression is hilarious," Anko replied.

"So you would, but you won't?"

"Yup!"

"Dang! And that dango shop is having ladies' night, too. Oh no wait, the ladies' night thingy only applies to alcohol. But still! The whole concept of ladies' night is cool! And last time I got a free pearl drink out of it too," Kiiro muttered.

"Which dango shop? Where?" Anko asked suddenly, in a very, very frightening tone of voice.

"It's called Dango Hoshakugi. It's a block from my apartment, so I usually eat breakfast there when I'm too lazy to make my own," said Kiiro. "I know all the workers! It's really cool! I even have a 'usual' I can ask for, 'The usual please' and it's so cool to be able to say that!"

"... Okay..." said Kuroppi. "You're weird."

"Thank you!" the idiot blonde replied.

Just then, Yamanaka Ino and Haruno Sakura ran into the clearing.

"SASUKE-KUUUUN!" they yelled, running up to hug Kuroppi.

"I'm. Not. Sasuke," replied Kuroppi, using Kawarimi (substitution) to escape their grasp.

"HEY! Why are we hugging this blonde girl?"

"Because she used Kawarimi on you idiots," explained Kiiro, somehow managing to escape the fangirls' grasp. "And she isn't Sasuke. Her name's Inuzuka Kuroppi. Who told you she was Sasuke anyway?"

"Kiba," said Sakura, eyes ablaze, "I'm going to kill him."

"No, I'm going to kill my nii-san first," Kuroppi said darkly.

"Are you SURE you're not Sasuke?" Ino asked suspiciously.

"Yes," replied the dark-haired girl gruffly, giving a glare that was almost an exact replica of Sasuke's.

"SHE LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE HIM, THOUGH!!!" shouted the scary fangirls.

"Let's dress her up like Sasuke and drag her around town!" Ino said excitedly.

"Good idea!" said Sakura.

Kuroppi glared at them. Unfortunately, this was the same Sasuke-ish glare used earlier, so they just hugged her again.

"YOU'RE SO CUTE!!!" They squealed. Kiiro's response was to crack up.

"Help," yelped Kuroppi, gasping for air.

"Nah, this is too much fun," decided Anko.

"Oh, c'mon, we should help her out a little at least," Kiiro chuckled. "Ouji-sama, do you have any spare cloth on you?"

"What?" Kon asked.

"Ya know, bandages or anything?" Kiiro grinned.

"Um, I think I've got some gauze, why?"

"And senbon?"

"Sure, why?"

"Lets me see some and you'll find out."

"Okay... here." Kon gave Kiiro some cloth bandages and senbon.

"Heheh..." and with that, Kiiro unraveled part of one of the bandages, tying the resulting thread to the end of the senbon. Then, she got to work sewing. Two minutes later, she had two small white charms hanging from braided loops.

"Yamanaka-sempai, Haruno-sempai!" said Kiiro cheerfully. "Look what I have!"

The charms were both replicas of Sasuke's head.

"GIVE ME THOSE!!!" yelled both creepy fangirls at the same time, grabbing at Kiiro's hands. This gave Kuroppi time to escape, so she ran, Fuyu following her right at her heels.

"It'll cost ya," giggled Kiiro. "How much do ya two got on ya right now?"

"I HAVE TWO HUNDRED RYOU!" screamed Ino.

"I HAVE THREE HUNDRED!" screamed Sakura.

"Well then, these babies sell for two hundred and fifty. SO, both of you fork over the cash."

"WHAT? I'm not gonna pay to help give Ino-pig one of those Sasuke keychains!" Sakura gasped.

"Well, then, rude are we? Maybe I'll sell them to someone else." Kiiro walked away, jerking her Sasuke heads as she walked away.

"WAIT! WE'LL PAY!!!" Ino and Sakura ran after Kiiro, shoved the cash into her mouth, and took the keychains.

"When did you get so fast with your hands?" asked Kon, picking her discarded senbon off of the ground.

"Let's just say I should've been working on my Taijutsu, Genjutsu and shuriken/kunai throwing, but I'm stupid enough to be proud of myself anyway!" Kiiro replied, spitting 500 ryou out of her mouth. "Now, who's hungry? I've got five hundred extra so I'm buying! But we gotta find Kuro-chan first... oh! I bet she's at her house!"

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"Thish ish the best dango I've ever tashted!" Anko said hyperishly, waving her half-off (half-full) bottle of sake around (lady's night, remember?).

"Anko-sensei, I'm not paying for drinks," Kiiro said cheerfully. "Since I don't believe in alcohol."

"YOU MUSHT BELIEVE!" Anko slurred. "YOU MUSHT BELIEVE!"

"I believe you're drunk, Anko-sensei."

"Don't be shilly! I've only had three bottlesh!"