A/N: I wrote this in about an hour. Deal with it.
Plastic Balls and Wasabi Sauce
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Naruto grumbled.
Team 7 had just returned from a mission, and Kaka-sensei had offered to take them out to eat, on him. The blonde had been hoping for Ichiraku, hell, he'd have been content with a cup of Maruchan, but…
"Kakashi-sensei, why are we at a Ninja Burger?"
The jounin sighed and rubbed his temples.
"Because, Naruto, I don't like ramen. And Ninja Burger offers delivery in thirty minutes or less, or they commit seppuku."
As Naruto jumped at the copy-nin's head and began gnawing at his hair viciously, the silver-haired ninja smiled and spoke.
"Sasuke, Sakura, what would you like?"
The two other genin stood there in shock. Though, in Sasuke's case, it could just have been his usual stoic demeanor. If anyone were to probe deep inside the recesses of his mind, somewhere beneath the angst and behind his unrequited love for the blonde boy chewing at his sensei's hair, they would have found that he was actually pondering over how best to get said blonde boy in bed.
A bead of sweat dripped down the back of Kakashi's head, as his students stood, unmoving. Judging by the expression on the cashier's face, he was startled as well.
"Er, right, then, I'll have a large vanilla shake… Sakura?"
Kakashi's voice shook Sakura out of her state of shock. "I'll, I'll have a Samurai Chicken Sandwich, and a small cola. Diet," the kunoichi quickly added.
"Sasuke?"
His sensei's kindly tone startled the genin's daydream. Sasuke was disappointed, as the dream had involved all the girls who had ever chased after him dying slowly and painfully, but it was as well… He eyed the menu mounted above the impatient cashier's head. Each Ninja Little Human Meal includes a free shuriken. Collect all six or DIE! The eight pointed star did look terribly appealing…
"I'll take a Ninja Little Human Meal. Coke, no Pepsi. With wasabi sauce."
Naruto, who had ceased trying to bite off his teacher's head several seconds ago, looked at Sasuke with a quizzical expression on his face. Sakura giggled. Sasuke only wanted the shuriken, she was sure of it. Kakashi was thinking of things not suitable for a PG-rated anything, so we will not go into his thoughts at the moment, but they involved Naruto's Academy teacher, Iruka, and an economy-size bottle of sexual lubricant.
"I'm on a diet," Sasuke answered briskly.
The blonde boy thought this odd, as his rival was already skinny as hell, but he made no more of it. "I'll have a number two combo," Naruto said, and rubbing his chin, added, "Coke, not Pepsi!"
The cashier sighed and rang up the meals. "That will be 1,873.55 yen, sir." Kakashi sighed, and withdrew a billfold out of one of the many pockets on his jounin vest. Naruto was eyeing the restaurant's interior, and saw something curious in the back.
"Sasuke, what's that?"
"That is a ball pit. Baka."
"It's filled with brightly colored plastic balls," Sakura added.
But by the time the pink-haired kunoichi had finished her sentence, Naruto was already in the ball pit, as well as a frowning Sasuke, who had been dragged into the ball pit along with the other boy.
"Dobe, get me the hell out of here!"
The blonde merely giggled and threw a bright red ball at the other boy.
A voice called out from the front of the restaurant to take off their sandals.
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