I do not own Naruto or Ace Attorney.
Why is this a good idea? Because eff logic.
The story starts after the Rescue Kazekage Arc, and after the second case in Justice For All.
Note: POV switches with every line of hyphens and "x"s.
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"Ne, Sakura-chan, do I have to go with you to file the mission report? I'm sure it could be done by one person!"
"No you baka! It's standard shinobi protocol for all ninja involved to be present to file it!"
"But can't they make an exception juuuust this once? I mean, Ichiraku's is right there! And it's my birthday!"
"No! You can't just expect Tsunade-sama to just keep letting your ridiculous behavior slide, even if it is your birthday!"
I heaved my shoulders in defeat.
We walked by the ramen stand. I turned and stared longingly.
"PLEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAA-"
I was cut off by a fist to the back of my head.
"No."
We walked to Hokage Tower.
. . .
I didn't know it then.
But arriving at Ichiraku's later than usual. . .
It made my life take a turn for the better.
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"Niiiiiiiiick, can we get burgers?"
"No! We just had some at the last town!" I yelled back.
"C'mon! That was a whole two hours ago!" she pleaded.
"And a whole wallet full of cash ago. . ." I muttered.
*SMACK*
"Ow!"
"You should be happy to spend money for your Special Someone Mr. Nick!" Pearl yelled.
"WE ARE NOT SPECIAL SOMEONES!" we yelled as one.
The three of us were walking through some ridiculously Asian-themed town. Seriously, people were walking around in freaking Kimonos!
Well, it was normal for Maya and Pearl, but not for me and my lucky blue suit.
Add to the fact that the two girls were making me lug a giant cart of Kurain Artifacts behind me. . .
I hope they have a good dry cleaner around here.
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"And so, the mission was a success," Sakura finished, bowing toward the end.
"Very good. I expected nothing less from you two," said the blonde Hokage.
"Can we go now baa-chan? Ichiraku's is waiting!"
*KONK*
"Naruto, you baka," muttered the only Kunoichi on Team 7.
"It's fine Sakura. It is his birthday, after all," said the 5th, smiling. I turned and stuck my tongue out at her, causing her to roll her eyes.
"Alright! I'm off then!" I yelled, jumping out the open window.
"YOU BAKA! WHY CAN'T YOU USE THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!?" Sakura yelled out the window, shaking her fist.
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"Alright! This is a good spot!" Maya said, dropping the small bucket of materials and her bag.
"Hooray! Time to set up!" said Pearl, dropping her ball.
"Urrrrgh," I said, dropping the enormous weight off my back.
"Come on, Nick. It can't be that heavy."
I only moaned in response.
"I'm sooooooooooooooooo hungry now."
"Then burgers!" Maya said, in the Objection pose with a gleam in her eye.
"If we can find a burger stand in this place," I said, exhausted.
"Even if we can't, there's always ramen!" yelled Maya happily.
'My poor, poor wallet.'
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"Ohayou Ayame-chan!" I shouted, running into the ramen joint.
"Ohayou Naruto-kun! Happy Birthday!" she said, smiling happily, "What can I get you?"
"I'll take 5 miso ramen on the double!"
"Coming right up!"
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"Let's see, ramen, ramen, ramen. . ." she mumbled to herself, scanning the street.
'This girl. . .'
"There's one!"
She took off down the street.
"W-wait! Maya! "
Soon Pearl and I arrived in front of a rather nice-looking noodle stand.
"Ichiraku's Ramen, hm?" I said to myself.
"Sounds great!" Maya said, entering the stand.
Pearl and I followed her inside.
"I'll take 5 miso ramen on the double!" came a voice.
"Coming right up!" came another.
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"That's quite a lot of ramen you ordered."
I turned my head, and saw a girl around my age, dressed in a purple kimono.
"Now, can you finish it?" she asked.
"Hmph. Five bowls is child's play to me," I said, turning my head away.
"Is that a challenge?"
I turned my head back, and our eyes met. I saw the unrelenting fire of someone who was absolutely determined.
"Ayame!" I shouted into the kitchen.
She poked her head out.
"Yes?"
I looked back to the girl.
"Ramen-Eating Contest. Right here. Right now," I said, extending my hand.
She looked at it, before shaking it, with the same fire in here eyes.
"You're on."
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I couldn't believe it.
Someone had actually matched Maya's speed when it comes to eating this stuff.
Seriously! The two were literally inhaling their noodles!
The little contest had attracted a small crowd, each picking a side.
On one side were the Maya supporters, led by Pearl.
On the other, were those supporting the blonde kid, I guess. They were much smaller in number, consisting of around 4 kids (no pun intended) around his age, and three younger ones.
The stack of empty bowls on each side grew and grew, and I could almost feel my poor, poor wallet shrinking and shrinking.
"VICTORY!"
"NOOOO!"
The blonde teen, who had finished 20 bowls first, was dancing around the stand, while Maya, who'd lost by two bowls, was weeping into the counter.
"Mystic Maya!"
Pearl tugged on her sleeve.
"C'mon, we need to set up before the festival starts!" she said, pulling her from the chair.
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By the time I stopped dancing, I noticed the girl's absence.
"Huh? She left?"
The crowd that had gathered was slowly dispersing.
"Naruto!"
I turned, seeing Team 10 coming toward me.
"You coming to the Kyuubi Festival later?" asked Choji.
"Nah. It's a tradition of mine to not attend," I said.
I walked off to the nearby training ground to try to get some extra training in.
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So how was that? Not bad, hm?
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