Summery: Eh, you already read it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I never will and Idon't think I ever plan too.
Chapter one.
Crap.
It broke. Again.
"Damn pencil...what did I ever do to you?!" So here I am glaring at a pencil and I wonder, have I gone insane? Talking to a pencil in an empty classroom isn't what you really call normal but neither is this freaking pencil! I swear I didn't even touch the paper yet, it just suddenly broke!
"Stupid crappy pencils and their stupid pointy object thingy that break even if you don't touch the paper yet...Stupid Stupid Stupid!', Yeah shut up I don't have any good insults so leave me alone.
Oh I'm sorry! I'm rambling and I haven't even introduced myself yet, Yeah the name's Naruto Uzumaki and bla bla bla. You don't really care how I look right? So I don't really have to put those really descriptive big words to describe me right? Well whatever, how about you could just imagine me being a really hot blond guy with…uh...sparkling blue eyes and a...big muscular body? Oh and 6 scars on my face...adding to my rough appearance and bla. Eh whatever. Since I don't feel like describing myself to you people I won't. Just, you know let your imagination run wild or something.
Now since I gave you my name and described myself and bla, would you like to hear more about me? Yes? hmm okay, where should I begin? Maybe when I learned to use the toilet? Yeah? Okay, Cue for the flashback.
Flashback
"No Naruto! Not over there!"
"The bathroom! In the bathroom"!
"Naruto no! not the carpet! AHH!" a man in his early twenty's fell down sobbing as his new furnished carpet was soaked, once again, by the little 4 years old devious angelic blond baby he adopted, who oddly enough was grinning at the little yellow stain he put on the now completely soaked carpet.
"My carpet," The man groaned "My precious, precious carpet." The blond baby remained grinning as he ran half naked towards his new destination, oblivious to the tormented man in the living room.
Flashback Ended
Sorry, but I don't feel like continuing the whole event thingy. So to sum it all up, I got chased and was threatened to use the toilet instead of the carpet and stuff happened, I cried, I pooed, The End. Too short for you? Well I'm not one to exactly tell you everything what happened, So deal with it!
Now that's all and done and I gave you-some of-my past. Where do I continue? How about the reason why I'm by myself in an empty classroom? Yeah? Okay,
I'm in here because I have detention.
What? You want more? Fine. Long story short, I smacked a book at a chicken haired person on the head, by accident. Person got mad, Cursed at me. I got offended. We ended up fist fighting. Teacher came. Everybody said I started it. Teacher put me in detention and told me to write an apology essay to that chicken haired bastard. Pencil kept breaking. Bla.
So here I am now. Stupid chicken haired bastard started it first anyway..
Right?
Well whatever. Hey look I'm done with the essay! Curious to what I wrote? Here it is!
Naruto Uzumaki
Dentention Room
Period 2
5-3-07
Apology Essay
Dear bastard, I am not sorry. Saying sorry to you or even writing sorry to you is something I rather go to hell than do. I will never be sorry and I hope I left a bruise on your chicken ass shaped hair. Since this is an essay, I will complete it by writing "Your a bastard." several times. Starting Now.
Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.
Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.
Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.
Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard.Your a bastard. There. Now you can't say it's not an essay because it is! Five sentences, five paragraphs and...OH! a conclusion.
Your a chicken ass haired bastard.
See? Isn't my essay just perfect? Now just to turn in...I can't give it to the teacher, he'll make me rewrite it again. So, I have to just give it to that chicken haired bastard, what was his name? Saseke Uchiwa? No, Sasuke..Uchiha? Was it? Eh, who cares. Now, how to give it to him without him actually seeing me give it to him? hmm. I can't do it in the middle of the afternoon, since there will be bounds of trait- Er, classmates watching me...what to do, what to do.
"I got it! I'll place it in his desk in the morning! When no one is there.." Shit. Did I just say that out loud? Have to look around, Wait. Who cares if they hear me in hear. Since there is no one in here.
" I'm such an idiot." I sighed as I flexed my arms and glared at the evil pencil.
" It's your fault I didn't finish it early!" I hollered. Wa ha ha ha ha ha! "This essay will be delivered!" I smirked to myself quietly or…loudly…
