Ah...welcome to my first attempt of writing fanfiction. I'm Misery, and I'd like to say that I will very appreciate any constructive (or not) critism, or advise you have. I wonder if following the Naruto plot with your own team is overrated...forgive me if it is. I would like to see myself follow through to the end of this story.
So with that in mind, enjoy the first chapter!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO, ONLY MY OCs.
The chirps of sparrows welcomed yet another morning in the village of Konoha. The streets were quiet and rid of young academy children--they were all in the Academy, awaiting their team assignments.
All, except for one.
"Gah!" Meimei Natsuro shouted as she thundered down the streets, her arms moving furiously and her black ponytail flying out behind her. Her lavender short-sleeved hoodie was crooked, her gray shorts wrinkled. She didn't even have time to secure her hitai-ate around her head, and could only grasp it in her hands as she ran for her dear life.
Stupid alarm clock! Who the hell ever invented those? I would do better with a damn chicken! Meimei thought furiously, gritting her teeth. She took a shortcut through the woods, and burst out and through the Academy doors.
By the time she reached her classroom on the third floor, Ritsu-sensei was done with the team assignments. Meimei gulped, skidding to a halt at the door. Ritsu glared at her with his sharp blue eyes. "Natsuo...!"
Meimei exited the classroom with bruises and bumps all over. She was supported by her new teammate, Karu Hugiteru, who was grumbling the whole time. His dark eyes were even darker with annoyance as he scolded Meimei.
"Stupid. You know how sensei gets when his students are late. What the hell were you doing anyways, primping your hair?" Meimei snapped, glaring at Karu with her amethyst eyes. Her mouth twisted into a scowl. She twisted away, grabbing the collar of his white sleeveless shirt. "What the hell's wrong with you?!" She shouted, growling. "I already got a beating from sensei, no need to give me another one!" she added, referring to the scold she got in front of the class. Karu twitched and lowered his head, making his brown bangs fall over his eyes. He glared at the young kuniochi through his hair. "So now it's my fault?" He asked dangerously, cracking his knuckles. Meimei gulped and released him, however, not before giving him a small shove. "Fine!" She walked to Takeshi Hararu, a quiet boy with light brown hair that covered his right eye completely.
"Come on Takeshi, let's leave this sulking beast alone." Meimei huffed, lifting her chin up. Takeshi followed her, having no other option. When Karu shot him a death glare, Takeshi pretended to fix his collared faded shirt, then patted his brown pants. He wished nothing to do with Karu's wrath.
They were told to wait in the back, where they used to have aiming practice. Karu leaned against a target pole, while Meimei sat on a branch, swinging her legs. Takeshi sat cross-legged in the middle, silent as always. They waited a while, then a poof of smoke came, signaling the arrival of their sensei.
Karu was surprised to see, instead of the typical ninja master, a young spunky woman with pink and purple highlights in her black hair. It was held in a bun by silver chopsticks, which might as well have been weapons. Who the hell? He though, trying to hide his disappointment.
Takeshi peeked at his sensei through his bang, his honey brown eyes saying nothing. She's...odd, he thought, having no other comment about this punk styled woman. Her vest was unzipped, and she wore a tight-fitting long sleeved black shirt underneath. Her dark pants were long, almost covering her heel.
Meimei stared at her with a surprised face. She...is...so...cool! Meimei jumped down to the base of the tree. Their sensei smiled.
"Yo! You can call me Ayame, Sensei, or a mix of both." She laughed, then stopped as she observed he students. "What's this? Why are you all scattered? And you, the sulky one, come over here and introduce yourself!" She barked, looking at Karu. Karu growled, not happy about being called "sulky". Meimei giggled.
"I'm Karu." He stated simply, wanting no conversations from this teacher anymore. He already took a dislike to her. And Meimei. Takeshi's the only partner I need. Who needs those two weirdos anyways? Their sensei chuckled, then whacked him on the back of his head hard, a silly school-girl grin on her face.
"Isn't it adorable how he doesn't let his elders speak? He's disrespectful and sulky!" She laughed heartily, getting Meimei and Takeshi to laugh too. Karu growled, shooting everyone a glare. The laughed died down.
"Now, properly, we can introduce ourselves. State your name and one other interesting fact about yourself. You may also include any hobbies, likes, dislikes, all that stuff. I'll start." Sensei took a breath, then said, "You can call me Ayame the Great!" Ayame laughed at the surprised faces of the Genins. "Nah, you can just call me Ayame." She racked her brain for something interesting. "Oh. I've seen what the insides of a person's stomach is like." She chuckled at the pale faces of her students. "Alright, Sulker is next," she said, referring to Karu. Karu growled.
"Like I said, my name is Karu Hugiteru," he said, emphasizing on his first name. "I don't have anything interesting about me, and as for my hobbies, they're confidential." Meimei blinked, then laughed. "Ha ha ha, you're hilarious." She broke off abruptly when she sensed the murderous waves Karu was directing at her. Meimei gulped.
"Alright then. What about you?" She asked, nodding towards Takeshi.
"...keshi...ru." He muttered.
"Eh?" Ayame leaned forward, putting a hand behind her ear. "Eh?"
"Takeshi Hararu." He said, just a bit louder. Ayame sighed.
"Well I suppose you won't be telling us anything else, eh? Well then, that leaves you." She nodded at Meimei.
"I'm Meimei, Meimei Natsuro. Um...my real name, the name my mother gave to me but changed it later, was Meiyori." Ayame raised an eyebrow. Natsuro, huh? She thought, darkness passing over her eyes. They lighted again as she grinned at her students.
"Very well. I'm sure you'll all get along just fine!" Ayame said in a singsong voice, chuckling at Karu's glare and Meimei's tongue sticking out at him. Then her eyes passed over to Takeshi, who gazed on quietly. Yeah...they'll get along just fine...