Author Notes: This will be my very first published FANFIC on this website, and I know the prologue is rather short, but it's merely an introduction. Future chapters will become lengthier. (800-2000 words each)
The MANY Difficulties and Joys of...
BEING THE AVERAGE TEENAGE NINJA
There's Got to Be MORE THAN One!
PROLOGUE
It was a clear morning in Konoha's Inuzuka estate, with one particular pup being up and early. Young Kiba Inuzuka, aged 15 at the time, was going through... the usual 'teen' issue.
"... okay, I'm 15... So why haven't I...?" Kiba's words were stopped as a young duo passed his estate.
He saw Shikamaru and Ino near the bridge by the town's pond. It seems like Asuma left the village for a mission and decided to give them their break.
"Hey Shikamaru, why are we here anyway?" asked Ino as she looked rather confused at the situation.
Shikamaru was starting to show signs of bright red cheeks, and he started to open his mouth with nervous words coming out. Kiba saw that he was preparing for something huge.
"Hey uhm, we've known each other since the Academy days and... up until now I wasn't able to say this but... Ino..." he was starting to sweat and seemed rather uncomfortable. "Ino... I... lov-" his words were stopped as Sai walked by.
"Oh Sai! You look so cute today!" as Ino clutched onto his shoulder and walked away delightfully with him.
Shikamaru was in shatters, with his mouth wide open and his eyes looking at Sai in jealousy. His blush started to pale into a darker purple. He knew that he failed.
Kiba approached him, giving him a pat on the back, trying to re-assure him.
"I guess that makes two of us eh? I know exactly how you feel bud..." Kiba sighed in harmony with Shikamaru.
So yes, it appears our young adventurers are lovesick, with one having lost a certain crush to the shadows and the other being a puppy with no mate. The two now find themselves in a sense of depression and loneliness. So, they ask themselves...
"WHY ARE WE SO ALONE?" they shouted to the world with a sense of utter disappointment.
... and so this is where our story begins.