Here is my first story pertaining to Naruto. I own nothing except for the idea. If you dont like, you dont have to read. No flames. This is for my friend Rhianna and I and we just thought sharing it could help others in their search for ideas for great Naruto fanfics, unlike this one. I realize everything is switched up, its just my own idea of a Naruto story, but all of mine won't be like this and there are more to come.
Chapter 1
It seemed like any other normal day, except I was now a Chuunin, ready to become a Jounin at that moment. They said I passed with flying colors. I was a bit nervous for today considering I was to be assigned a team for the rest of my Chuunin career, and I really hope I don't get a team of idiots.
I walk into the hectic classroom. With no sensei around, you'd think a bunch of 15 and 16 year olds would be a little better behaved; it wasn't happening. I dodged a few paper balls and kunai being thrown aimlessly around the room and took a seat in the back, where I felt it was my sanctuary from all the chatting and disaster. I set my black bag down on the table and take out my iPod. Music soothes me and I love to drown out the noises around me. I stare out the window and watch the clouds roll around the sky and it seems like its going to rain. I smile to myself.
I was wearing an outfit not necessarily meant for training and I was happy that it was more comfortable then my academy student uniform and we got to pick it out, so I picked something with some style. I felt like myself in it. It consisted of a black tank top that dipped down onto my chest just right so that a bit of cleavage was showing with a black kind of short skirt with fishnets and my black combat boots. I have my black jacket just in case. I always seem to have it on me. I have my new Konoha head protector tied around the top of my head. I have black eyeliner draping across the bottom and top of my eyes with my nose stud in. I always have a particular smell on me, being that of Versace.
I don't see myself much of a looker. I have reddish black hair with different dark shades throughout it that has layers all throughout it that goes past my shoulders and has volume and is scrunched with bangs that go off the left side and are long. My eyes are a deep dark brown that change shades depending on my mood, the day, and weather, whatever. They can appear black at times which I hate. I have an average build, not stick skinny, not fat, but I trying to slim it down. I don't know how I became a ninja with this build. My face I guess you can say is fair, enough. I have black eyeliner draping across the bottom and top of my eyes with my nose stud in. I always have a particular smell on me, being that of Versace.
I have on lip balm that adds a shine to my lips, that's all.
My personality is of a different matter. I am unique, quiet, shy, laid back, loyal, caring, emotional, and so on. I am a deep person and try. I believe in trust, respect, and love when I get it back. I am nice until you piss me off. You will have to piece it together; but enough about me.
Singing along softly to the song Still Frame, I feel the presence of someone. I turn my head and see Naruto taking a seat next to me. I smile to myself. He is the only kid that makes my day when I come to school. My mom used to tell me to keep away from him, but I never listened. He is a good kid with a great heart, and I know it. I see the blonde haired, whiskered boy's lips moving but I can't hear a word. I sigh and roll my eyes and put my iPod on pause.
"You were saying?" I ask. He looks utterly confused until it hits him. He laughs.
"Right, I am so excited for today, I've been waiting for ages and now that I have finally become a Chuunin I am that much closer to being Hokage," he says with a goofy grin.
I giggle at the dreaming boy. I believe in him, but his standards are set a little too high for the time being.
"I just hope I am not on a team of idiots," I reply.
Just then Rhianna comes and sits down on the other side of me. "Hey Chache," she says with a smile.
"Hey," I reply back with a smile as well. She takes out her drawing pad and begins to draw while I turn back on my iPod.
I can see Sakura and Ino arguing over something again. Either Sasuke or…Sasuke. Every girl in the school has a heart for him, or so I know. The Uchiha Sasuke. I know Naruto hates him, but, I am quite the opposite. I wish I could say I didn't like him, being like every other 15 year old girl in the school isn't what I necessarily aim for. He walks into the room and almost every girl swoons over him. Naruto growls and I roll my eyes and look back out the window. I can't bare to watch. The raven haired boy sighs and takes a seat with his arms on the table and his hands up to his mouth. I take a look at him from the corner of my eye and quickly look back out the window. It was useless. He was way out of my standards. I hate having a crush, too many mixed emotions involved, and he doesn't even like anyone, but every girl in the world likes him, so how can I compete with the competition? I tell myself I don't care, but I realize I do, but I try and let it go.
Naruto goes into the front of the room and comes face to face with Sasuke and Naruto starts complaining how cool Sasuke thinks he is and Sasuke is calmly sitting there. With even more commotion going on when Matt Pucher, walks into the room walking right into Naruto who falls onto Sasuke and they hit the ground, faces really close to kissing. Matt is confused at what just happened and Sakura, Ino, Sasuke, and Naruto are furious while the class is laughing. Sakura is bashing Naruto over the head and Ino is helping Sasuke up, but he pulls away and sits back down. I giggle a bit and shake my head. Naruto and his sunny, determined disposition with his little bit of a jealous streak.
Iruka-sensei poofs into the room with authority and everyone goes silent and quickly scrambles to their seats. I turn off my iPod and turn to him. He talks for a long while and Rhianna drew while he was talking. I focused in; Pucher was still trying to figure out what happened before he entered the room. He sighs and looks over the class and spots his victim.
"Rhianna, didn't we have a talk about your attire?" he asks a bit irritated. My friend Rhianna has beautiful blue eyes and black dyed hair that has a blond front consisting of her long, split bangs. Her hair is medium, coming a bit above her shoulders. She is skinnier than me and has a wonderful fashion sense and doing her own thing. She's wearing black really short shorts, with thigh high socks that are black and red (you can see a little of the garter bet she is wearing to keep them up with), she studded her headband to a belt and she wears it like one. I know for a fact that she can write and draw really well. Matt Pucher, my next door neighbor whom I have known all my life, has big, beautiful, gorgeous ice blue-green eyes. Slightly tanned skin, and what I would call "nice boy hair". It's a shaggy with some curvy body to it. He is wearing blue jeans with is headband around his neck. He is wearing a black t-shirt, with a spring green zip-up jacket on top of it and he has that really cute/embarrassed smile.
Rhianna just giggles at Iruka's question. Iruka sighs in defeat and starts to list the teams. They are three-man cells. Team 7 is: Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke. I wish I got him on my team, but I would only embarrass myself. Team 8 is: Ino, Shikamaru, and Chouji. Well, she had it coming.
"Now for the last cell. Cell 11: Chels, Pucher, and Rhianna. Now that you all have your team members, you will have to wait for your new senseis to come." Iruka sensei says and then disappears again.
"Interesting," I state as I get up. The room is in commotion again and everyone is moving about to get into their teams. Iruka yells over the commotion for everyone to wait for their sensei's to come. Matt walks over to Rhianna and I and we sit in silence, too excited to care what the other person has to say.
Rhianna starts to draw, I listen to my iPod, and Matt stares off into space. We wait there for what seems to be ages with one other team; team 7. Sakura is tapping her fingers against the desk with a pout on her face, Naruto is fidgeting, and Sasuke sits in the same position he has been sitting in. I start to fidget too. I've only sat this long throughout a school day, which we don't have anymore, so why was I doing it now? I sighed and looked over at my team, then team 7. Sasuke…well Sakura is lucky to have gotten him on her team but on the other hand…poor Naruto
Just then two sensei's pop into the room. One with spiky silver hair that messily flops to the side and his left eye is covered with his headband and a mask the bottom half of his face. The other has medium, shaggy, long black hair, with to white strips in it. He is tall with a slender figure but what seems to be an athletic build. He has deep blue eyes, and he's smirking at the six of us. He has black shorts and a black longed sleeve shirt. They both are wearing the green vest that Jounin's and Chuunin's wear. We gawk at them and they smile back.
"Well," says the silver haired one, "I guess my team is this one over here," he motions with his head to Sakura, Naruto, and Sasuke.
"And I guess these are mine," says the other, "Cell number 11, here?" He asks in a deep handsome voice, that suits him well.
"Yes, that's us!" Rhianna pipes up.
"C'mon guy's lets go!" He say's grabbing my wrist and dragging me out of the room and off my chair, but not hard, just leading me on, with the other two following.
He takes us to the top of the building. He leans on the railing; Rhianna, Pucher, and I are sitting on the ground in front of him. He smiles and looks at us. He clears his throat and begins, "I am Makoto Edo. I am a Jounin, and also your new instructor. Tell likes, dislikes, goals, and other stuff you find necessary for me to know."
"Start us out, please Master Edo." Rhianna says, grinning at the handsome instructor.
"Ok fine. I am Makoto Edo. I like to read, and cook. I hate to draw because I can't. I hate making plans to, because I'm lazy, and they always fail. I also like to do crossword puzzles. My goals are none of your concerns. Now you on the right with the pretty smile," he says with a grin.
I assume that's me since I have been told that all too often, but I sigh at it anyway. "I am Chelsea Gritmacker. I am loyal to my friends and family, I enjoy solitude and reading, I can be a loner and I have feelings, I try hard and I may get good grades and have some skill, but I am not perfect. I hope one day to fall in love, for real this time…" I say trailing off, and the others look at me with confusion, "but I will try my hardest to get through everything, trying to protect the ones I love. Don't underestimate me, or put the weight of the world on my shoulders. If you want my respect and love, you give that back. I want to get good at what I want to do, and I want to be strong and talented with medicine and being a ninja. Well, I think I painted a pretty colorful picture." I say calmly and he grins at my straightforwardness.
"Now you with the interesting fashion statement," he say's pointing to Rhianna with a smile.
"I take it you don't like girls with style, do you? Anyways, I am Rhianna Messer. I like music, writing and drawing. I heart coffee! I don't like snotty people, most fan girls, spiders, snakes, most people actually, and tons of other things. My goals for the future are to be loved by some one who appreciates my stories and artwork. I also want to farther my knowledge of seals, and learn how the 4th hokage sealed the demon fox. I already know a lot, but there are still some seals and techniques I am unfamiliar with. So that's me in a nutshell!" She giggles at the end.
The teacher looks worried; as well I might be to if I didn't know her better. "Right… next!"
"I am Matthew Pucher. I like sports and friends. I don't like preppy girls much. My goal is to become faster and stronger then I am now and become a great and successful ninja. I want to work as an ANBU as both an assassin and a bodyguard." He say's quickly.
"Right; tomorrow, come here at 5 A.M. We will begin training here. Do not eat breakfast, unless you enjoy vomiting. See you guy's later!" He disappears in to a cloud of smoke.
We blink in confusion for a moment and get up. "That was…interesting," I state to the rest of the group, dusting myself off, "Well I guess this is our team," I say with a smile.
"Yup!" Rhianna replies and Matt just blushes, "We should get headed home, seems like we have a hell of a day in front of us tomorrow," she says snorting.
"Right," I say glancing at Matt, "Let's go."
We walk off and head home. The three of us walk down the path to our homes and we drop Rhianna off first. She gives a hug and a wave before saying good bye and walking into her house. Matt lives right next door to me, so we walk home together and I actually got him to go on about how he wants to learn the fire jutsu. I nod and listen, but my thoughts are distracted, too excited for tomorrow. I stop at his door and let him finish the conversation and tell him we should do this more often before waving good bye at his blush and walking a few feet to my house.
I swear I can sense someone there, but when I turn around, nothing. I sigh and take out my keys from my bag. I drop the keys and swear under my breath. I bend over and pick them up, shaking off my irritable mood. I put the key into the hole and turn the lock, walking in and throwing my bag on the floor with my keys back inside. I live alone and moved out from my parent's house when I was 14 wanting to pursue my career as a medic-nin, which they hated the idea of me becoming a ninja, saying I couldn't do it. My mom works as a medical supplier and my father in electronics, which all help out ninjas anyway.
It was 7:30 pm and I was beat for some reason. I had a headache and I was a little dizzy. I went to my room. I took off my shoes in my room and my head band and I put on a whole pajama outfit that was simple, comfy pajama pants and a comfy, well fitting shirt and I fell back on my bed, relaxed. I didn't even bother taking my pants off because I was so tired. I usually sleep without any pants on. My big window was to the right of my bed when lying on my back. I turned my head to look at the darkening sky. I felt my eyes flutter and the next thing I knew, I was asleep.