Foreword:
So, a lot of you guys requested that I start a series of drabbles relating to the universe I "created".
In honor of my love for Itachi, I've decided to call this drabble series Heiwa.
This is the Heiwa-verse. ;D
I deem it that, and I don't care if you made it before me, because I'm cooler than you.
Kidding…
But seriously, I will totally go Pilgrims and Native Americans on you if whine about it.
Heiwa
A collection of drabbles.
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Bit o' fun Number Un: Team Adorable
To say that Obito was nervous was an understatement. A colossal, gigantic and enormous understatement. In fact, he was pretty sure that Kakashi was going to throttle him into the next century if he came by his house at three in the morning one more time. He was just worried!
Minato assured him that there was nothing to worry about; he was just responsible for three other people and the molding of their precious, little minds. It was no big deal. Yeah, there was nothing to be worried about. What if they didn't like him? What if one of them got killed because of him? What if they were all morons? He hadn't even received information about his team! He was just given a time and location.
Until that time happened, Obito was left in the village to do the mundane tasks of laundry, dishes and cleaning. He should really get a roommate that didn't mind cleaning. Or a wife, whichever comes first.
Maybe he should withdraw as a jounin teacher. Minato-sensei would understand! Sure, he would! Yes, that's exactly what he's going to do.
"Minato-sensei!" Obito said moments later, after he busted into the Hokage's office. "I can't be a jounin teacher." He whined pathetically.
The Yellow Flash, who was currently convincing dignitaries from Snow Country that their jounin cared about the young minds of Konoha and Fire Country, winced and groaned inwardly. "Ah, he's just nervous." He explained uneasily with a forced smile. As soon as their backs were turned, Minato glared at his student. "Come here, kid." He said sternly, dragging him out of the room.
"Sorry, sensei, but I'm so nervous! I mean, what if I mess one of them up or – or kill one of them? I can't look after three kids! They might-"
"Wait," Minato held up a hand – this was totally going to help with convincing the dignitaries – and led him back into the office, "continue."
"I mean, I have to teach them everything! What if one of them breaks their leg? Do you know how much that hurts, sensei? I don't think I can handle that. I don't think I can handle being responsible for three children. And what if they hate me-"
"Okay, Obito, stop. Do you think I would put my own son on your team if I didn't think you were ready?"
If Minato thought that was going to make it better, he was wrong, so wrong. "You're making me watch over your son? What if I kill him? Oh, crap, Kushina-san is going to kill me! She's going to murder me – maim me! And what about the other two-"
The blond sent the important people in the room an apologetic look. "Look, Obito." He interjected, "I know that you're nervous, but everyone is – and you'll be great. I mean, can you imagine Kakashi as a teacher? He'd probably tell him that he hates them and pit them against each other the first day!"
"Yeah, you're probably right." He sighed.
"I'm Hokage, I'm always right."
"Right…"
Minato pretended not to hear that. "Well, it's almost time to meet your team."
Obito nodded with newfound confidence, and made way toward the door. Suddenly, that confidence left him and he found himself rushing back to his sensei. "But what if-"
"Obito, they're genin! Not babies. You're just needed for a little guidance and general well-being. They'll be fine."
"Thanks, sensei. Do you-"
"Hurry up or you'll be late."
"Hi, I'm Obito-sensei and I'll be your team leader for the next few years." He paused, "so, what's your name?"
"I am Uzumaki Naruto! And I'm gonna be the next Hokage!"
And Obito inwardly mused that he probably will be; he will dread that day until the day he dies.
"And you?" he asked the only girl, who happened to have ridiculously pink hair.
"My name is Haruno Sakura!"
"Ah, and that's Uchiha Sasuke, in case you two were wondering." Obito slurred out, much to the younger Uchiha's displeasure.
"Hn."
"Hey!" the pink-haired girl asked, "How'd you know that?"
"Because, I'm Obito. Uchiha Obito."
"Oh, cool! Can you us teach us some cool jutsus?"
Obito let out a laugh, "Not yet. First, we learn chakra control."
