Homework: A Naruto Fanfiction
Warning: May contain spoilers, mild lingo, drama, backstabbing and minimal fanfiction characters. This fanfiction is rated teen. If you don't read the manga and you don't want spoilage, I'm telling you that it would be in your best interest to leave me alone and forget this ever happened. Thank you!
Today was the first day of school for the new eighth graders of Konoha.
Tsunade decided that education was vital to the young shinobi, and enacted a law forcing them to attend school from kindergarten to 12th grade. They would go to school every other day or to fit their agenda, and would have weekends as well, with the exception of their role as ninja.
With a groan heard throughout the hidden village, everyone bought the necessary supplies and readied themselves for their education.
Naruto's sky-blue eyes widened as he gaped at his new uniform. It was…it was just so formal. Naruto had a nightmare last night the navy blue pants had devoured him in one, wide gaping bite of the waistline. He cringed as he put them on, afraid they might have a sudden hunger and eat him, leaving Naruto trapped in its hems for an eternity. He put on the plain white shirt, but made sure not to button all three buttons, and keep the starched navy tie loose. Then after a brief ramen-session, he paraded out the door acting as if he was not in fact living in fear of his trousers.
Sasuke was a little intimidated by his uniform. He'd been up since six o' clock, glaring at it as if the pant leg would raise and say "I give up." He finally slipped on the uniform that he would very much like to burn, packed up his things, and looked at his schedule. Damn. Why did he have to be a smart kid? The only normal classes he had were gym and math. On the bright side, Shikamaru would likely be in some of his classes, and he didn't totally hate Shikamaru. He thought some more, and then it dawned on him. LESS FANGIRLS!!! HALLELUJAH!!! Maybe this wouldn't be a total piece of fresh hell.
Kiba almost cried. Akamaru and Kiba were always together, and now he had to go six hours without him. SIX HOURS. He had avoided this moment by procrastinating as much as he could, and now he had to part with his little, kind of stinky pal. Then he had a really stupid idea. But it gave him hope. Lots of hope. He picked up his companion and dropped him in his backpack with his school supplies. Problem gone. Kiba began to whistle "Pretty Woman" and strolled off happily, every once in a while checking in to make sure that his history book had not made his pet history.
Lee had been waiting outside the school for three hours to prove his eagerness to become intelligent. He was immaculate, tucking in his shirt, creasing his pants and tightening his tie. Matter in fact, Lee had tightened his tie VERY tight. He was starting to feel very dizzy when he saw several students arrive. There was a girl with black hair with a purple glow walking and chatting with her brunette friend who didn't seem groggy at all. She would laugh, and then she would add to the conversation and then her friend would chuckle and reply something like, "I know right?". He smiled and waved at them, and the girl with the black hair glared, while the brunette did a half hearted smile, tugged at her blouse and skirt, and mimed throwing up. They sat down at a nearby bench.
Naruto was in heaven. He saw girls in pleated blue miniskirts everywhere he looked. But that wasn't the best part. Sakura had left right before Naruto, and after taking a shortcut, he saw her and followed behind the whole way there. Naruto had even forgot his pants phobia as soon as he watched Sakura's miniskirt bobble around her waist gently in the breeze, and his day became a very good one. He was still busy watching her skirt sway two and fro, when he noticed Lee was passed out, a small crowd around him. Naruto rushed over. His face was paler than usual, with an unusual blue tint. There was a brunette kneeling next to him with two of her fingers just below his ear. "He has a pulse!" She declared. She then loosened his tie, but Lee's condition continued to deteriorate. "He's been asphyxiated for too long, he'll die if he doesn't get CPR!" What looked like one of her friends said, "You do it." She glared and continued to look for volunteers. Suddenly the gym coach dashed in. "Hold on LEE! YOUR YOUTH SHALL NOT END!" The peculiar man knelt down, and gave Lee CPR.