The disclaimer goes unspoken. Sorry if I mess up the original storyline, I get my stuff from Shonen Jump. If you've had english mangas, I hate you, cause I can't find em. But now they're out in bookstores here, so I won't be behind too long.
All the Jounins were in a meeting with the Hokage, discussing what the new teams would be. Shikamaru was holding most of the attention for once, coming up with training ideas and such. Sasuke was quiet, as always. Sakura had fallen silent, just glancing over at Sasuke. Naruto was playing a game of hangman with Kakashi, and loosing miserably. The answer was ramen, but he couldn't seem to get the hints. A tired-looking Hokage was sitting in the front, occasionally writing stuff down, occasionally whispering something to Iruka, who was now also a Jounin. Ino had all her attention focused on Shikamaru, proud couple that they now were. Neji and Hinata were just...well, they were the only other attentive ones in the crowd. Everyone else was either on a mission or hadn't bothered to come.
Finally, Shikamaru fell silent. This change caused everyone to look up, and the Hokage cleared his throat.
"Starting next week, you will all have new teams to look after and train. The first day you meet them should just be introductions. By the end of the second, you need to be able to tell me who passes and who fails." With that, the meeting was adjourned. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and slowly filed out.
Things had changed a lot for team seven, or at least the former team seven. At the age of sixteen they had been promoted to Jounin level, a new record, and now they were getting their very own teams. Naruto still loved ramen, still fought with Sasuke, and Sakura still held onto hopes of getting her former teammate on a date. Ino had finally given up on Sasuke, but he hadn't noticed. His thoughts were still centered on training.
Some thought it unwise to have teenage Jounins, but Sasuke had shot them all death glares, so they shut up.
Most people walked towards the noodle bar, because Naruto was buying. But Sasuke walked towards the forest. He had a little hiding spot back there to train, and he religiously worked on his skills for four hours a day. But today was different. They all knew it.
All the Jounins were in a meeting with the Hokage, discussing what the new teams would be. Shikamaru was holding most of the attention for once, coming up with training ideas and such. Sasuke was quiet, as always. Sakura had fallen silent, just glancing over at Sasuke. Naruto was playing a game of hangman with Kakashi, and loosing miserably. The answer was ramen, but he couldn't seem to get the hints. A tired-looking Hokage was sitting in the front, occasionally writing stuff down, occasionally whispering something to Iruka, who was now also a Jounin. Ino had all her attention focused on Shikamaru, proud couple that they now were. Neji and Hinata were just...well, they were the only other attentive ones in the crowd. Everyone else was either on a mission or hadn't bothered to come.
Finally, Shikamaru fell silent. This change caused everyone to look up, and the Hokage cleared his throat.
"Starting next week, you will all have new teams to look after and train. The first day you meet them should just be introductions. By the end of the second, you need to be able to tell me who passes and who fails." With that, the meeting was adjourned. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and slowly filed out.
Things had changed a lot for team seven, or at least the former team seven. At the age of sixteen they had been promoted to Jounin level, a new record, and now they were getting their very own teams. Naruto still loved ramen, still fought with Sasuke, and Sakura still held onto hopes of getting her former teammate on a date. Ino had finally given up on Sasuke, but he hadn't noticed. His thoughts were still centered on training.
Some thought it unwise to have teenage Jounins, but Sasuke had shot them all death glares, so they shut up.
Most people walked towards the noodle bar, because Naruto was buying. But Sasuke walked towards the forest. He had a little hiding spot back there to train, and he religiously worked on his skills for four hours a day. But today was different. They all knew it.