FutaGono
"Alright, now this will be your last test, the test to earn your hitai-ate bands." Amaya said with a slight smile. She was just as nervous as the young students; she always was when it came to the final test.
"That's right," said Hiku, the other examiner. "Now, when your name is called you will please come into the back room where you will be tested on your art of the dopple ganger." Several students looked as though they would like to throw up; others looked excited, bored or worried.
"Any questions? Now, well then…Tsukiyo, you're first." The boy walked into the room behind the teachers, showing as little emotion as was possible for him. The inhabitance of the crowded exam room slowly filtered through the door until finally,
"Futa, Gono, your next." The twins stood, they always did everything together, never separating even for exams like this. They were both tall and slender; about 15 years of age. Their long brown hair was tied into identical loose pony tails. They moved into the bare room and shut the door, standing in the middle of the floor they formed the fist seal and waited for Hiku's nod of approval. When it came they concentrated their chakra and there sounded the simultaneous pops as the jutsus took affect. When the smoke cleared, four identical boys stood in the center of the room.
"That was very good Gono, now you Futa." The boys flinched and blushed as the copies disappeared in another pop of smoke. Amaya didn't miss a thing, Futa had concentrated his chakra to make it look as if he were creating a clone of himself but Gono had been the one to create both of the false twins. Gono stepped aside slightly and Futa formed the seal again, Hiku nodded and he concentrated. The room was once again filled with smoke and when it cleared Futa had successfully copied himself. The examiners nodded and smiled as they picked up identical hitai-ate bands.
"What would you do without your brother Futa?" Futa smiled broadly as he accepted the head band.
"Probably the same thing Gono would do without me."
"And what would that be?" Hiko asked handing Gono his band. Gono, the quieter of the two, simply shrugged and accepted the hetai-ait with a mysterious smile.
The twins left through the back door as Hiko called forth the next vict-I mean student. They sat outside the school building and watched the graduates and their proud parents.
Don't they look happy Futa? Gono smiled a smile with just a hint of sadness.
They should be, they have each other. Futa answered using the telepathy they shared; it was only one of many things. The boys didn't really mind not having a real mother, she had died after giving birth to them, but times like this always brought forth sadness. A warm breeze stirred the leaves and dusty ground and as the sun set the families drifted off to their own homes, shooed by the coming darkness and warm breeze. Still the boys sat, Gono fell asleep on his brother's shoulder but soon Amaya sensei, their adopted mother, emerged from the academy. She looked tired and worn but smiled as Futa tried to conceal a yawn, rubbing the grit and sleep from his eyes.
"You two could sleep through anything." She commented, laughing softly as Futa lifted the still sleeping Gono onto his back. "You both did wonderfully I am proud. I had no idea Gono could create two clones at the same time!"
Futa smiled at her but to his brother said, there is quite a bit she doesn't know about us, isn't there? His twin stirred a little but otherwise remained asleep.
"Wake up!" Futa, startled out of is sleep sat bolt upright in the small room filled with sunlight, someone bounced onto the bed. "I said wake up, today we get to join a team, I can't wait!" Futa rubbed his eyes desperately but, finding only his brother sitting there with a disgustingly bright smile, fell back to the bed with a 'fwump' of comforter.
"S'too early." Futa groaned as the blanket was pulled off.
"No its not, its almost nine." Gono countered, tugging at the sheet.
"Boys, breakfast is ready!" Amaya chose that moment to shout up the stairs and Gono grinned triumphantly at his twin as he dragged himself to the closet and began to dress. It was a Saturday and today they would be sorted into teams of three, at first they had been frightened at the thought, they might have gotten separated but Amaya had singed them both up for an exchange program of some sort. Futa reached out towards the closet and then glanced blearily back at his twin, they always wore the same thing, it confused people. Today Gono had decided to wear a grayish blue top with dark blue trim that reached almost to the knees and puffy cream colored pants that stopped at about mid shin. They were light and comfortable and allowed for maximum mobility. Futa reached for his matching outfit before pulling on his under shirt of light chain mail. Don't forget your shurinken his brother called as he tripped down the stairs. Futa gagged as he stepped into his pants, even his head voice sounded overly cheerful.
Downstairs Futa found Gona and Amaya eating toast, Gono was trying to weedle information out of their foster mother about their team mate and captain but he should have known that Amaya, a veteran shinobi, teacher and mother would not crack. Futa sat down and picked up a slice of toast smeared with strawberry jam and Gono took enough time out of his questioning to spare his brother a lecture on how he shouldn't take his toast just because he was too lazy to put jam on his own. The boys and Amaya finished breakfast and hurried to the academy, they helped to set up the classroom for the students and the new teachers. It was still too early for even the teachers to start arriving, Futa and Gono were helping to clean the room when a kunai shot past Gono's face. The boys both stood rooted to the spot as Amaya ran to the window, leaning almost all the way out, laughing and talking with whomever it was that had thrown the knife. Gono recovered first and ran to the window to but he couldn't see past Amaya as she leaned further out the small opening.
Who is it? Futa asked silently
How should I know? Gono replied, angry at being caught off guard like that. Amaya turned around looking slightly apologetic.
"Well boys, your new teacher is outside but unfortunately you are going to have to search for the third of you group, she didn't stop by the Gate house but she was seen entering the village." The boys blinked.
"She?" they said in unison.
Mia
"Ok…what?" grumbled a slender girl of about sixteen years of age. She stood at the entrance Konoha village. Her sapphire eyes scanned the early quiet of the land. She absently brushed the silver tipped strands called bangs from her face as she tried to make sense of the map her father had given her.
"So where does he live again? Dang it Dad! I can't read your handwriting!" she ranted and raved as she allowed her over stuffed duffle bag to fall to the dirt padded road. A white cat meowed at her from its perch on her shoulder and she grumbled 'dark' things (a.k.a. moonless night, black, starless even! Navy blue, my boots, his shirt!) under her breath. As she muttered, she pointed randomly off into the distance, her gaze landing on some innocent passer-by who happened to be wearing black.
She blushed at the strange look he was giving her before turning away. Then with a sigh, she gathered up her monster bag and began to trudge into the heart of the village, deciding to go to the academy first. "Pack enough Dad?" she asked the morning air.
Roughly twelve turns later and a slip between ally ways, Mia was officially lost. She had somehow managed to get into a market place type thing, which was devoid of people at the time. She threw her bag down in exasperation before screaming to the heavens. "Where's the stupid BUILDING!"
Taking a deep breath and ignoring the angry screams from the inhabitance of the surrounding buildings, Mia's nose twitched. "Ramen? Not my favorite, but it'll do I guess." She sighed again as she lifted her duffle to her shoulder. "Move you stupid cat," she grumbled before making her way into the nearest restaurant.
She instantly dropped her bag again and kicked it under the counter before taking a seat. "Chicken ramen for me and a saucer of milk for the cat please," she said. The cat jumped from her shoulder onto the counter to wait for its breakfast.
While she was waiting, her eyes began to wander the room. They automatically were attracted to the only other person in the stand, he wore a bright orange jumpsuit. She did a brief scan, noting that he was a ninja and had strange blonde hair.
Leaving her observation for later, she turned to the smell of chicken and happily dug in. "Ramen good for me!" she sang joyously before shoveling the noodly goodness into her mouth. Her mind completely tuned everything out while she and her cat companion ate.
Futagono
Futa had been walking down the main street of Konoha village, the one that lead straight to the gate, thinking that this was the most stupid of first missions. Maybe I'll check on Naruto niichan. He thought to himself, turning down a side street and moving toward the ramen stand.
Don't you dare, Futa, we have to look for Mia san!
Yeah, yeah, I'll check there too he sighed, that thought had not been meant to reach his brother but he had apparently been listening in on his twin's thoughts. Besides, maybe niichan will be able to help us. Futa stepped up to the cloth flap that overhung the shop, pushing it aside and smiling at the friendly,
"Irashai Futa kun!" the man who ran the shop was one of the few people who was able to tell the two twins apart, this was only because Naruto had dragged them here almost every day after they had first met, Futa and Gono had been 13 at the time. The blond boy turned.
"Ohaiyo!" he said after gulping down the mouthful of soba he had in his mouth, waving his chopsticks happily at the younger boy. "Old man! Another round on him!" The man who ran the shop glared at Naruto and then gave Futa a questioning glance.
"Sorry niican, but not today, listen, we just passed the academy exam, see?" he taped the hitai-ate around his head. The blond boy nodded and smiled. "well, we got our first mission and I was wondering if you might be able to help, would you?" Naruto frowned.
"What is your mission?" Futa sighed.
"We have to find our third team member, her name is Mia from-" He stopped short at the sudden bout of choking from the girl next to Naruto. "Are you…ok?" he asked leaning around his figurative brother.
Mia's eyes were bugging out of there sockets at what she had over heard. She coughed and sputtered on her half swallowed ramen and turned teary-eyed to the boy that had just entered. Her sapphire eyes scanned his figure as she slowly shook her head. After managing her mouth full, she started chanting.
"NO! No, no, no…..NO Damn it NO!" The white cat on the counter jumped in fright from her outburst. "I'm an NOT saddled with a NOOB!"
She slithered off her stool and ended in a heap on the floor, anime crying (a.k.a. having a nervous breakdown) for all she was worth. "I DID NOT leave my dad and home just to be stuck babysitting a noob! This is so not fair! Where's my uncle? I want to complain to the Hokage!"
She flipped backwards and landed on her feet before diving on her duffle. Riffling through it, she pulled out a large box of pocky. She whimpered pathetically as she began to fork biscuit after biscuit of pocky into her mouth. All the while complaining about being partners with a noob and wanting to talk to the Hokage.
"Well that was easy," said Naruto as he finished off his latest bowl of noodles.
"We are not noobs!" Futa shouted at the girl who looked to be about a year older than him. Everyone was ignoring the man who owned the noodle shop, who was shouting at them all to get out.
Futa, what's the matter? He picked up the silent call from his distressed brother.
Nothing, he seethed I found Mia. We are at the ramen stand, I'll meet you at the academy.
He looked Mia up and down, took in her appearance and decided, She definitely doesn't look like any ninja that I have ever seen before!
She wore a deep forest green tang-top that revealed her flat belly. Along with short-shorts mad of a fabric that was foreign to Konoha. On either side of her hip rested what appeared to be holsters of some kind, but he couldn't quite tell what was in them due to the fabric lying across them. Her wrists and for-arms were covered in satin black gloves. She wore knee-high black boots and on closer inspection, he spied her hitai-ate tied around her left ankle, it was carved in the shape of a shoe. Curious, he thought absently before moving on.
Her skin was fairly tan, darker than most people in the region that Futa had ever seen. Her ears were double pierced with dangling silver chains. She wore no make-up and a black strip of cloth was wrapped about her forehead. Her bangs fell in her face while the rest of her hair was pulled into childish pigtails. Her hair was a very odd shade of purple, kind of like a cross between true purple and black with the purple reigning supreme. The tips of her longish bangs were silver and showed evidence of being chewed on. He was trying to figure out which was her true hair color when she stood up and met his eyes.
Her eyes were a sapphire blue. Actually, when he thought about it they reminded him of something…oh well they were probably quite common in her village. Perhaps her garb was common where she was from as well.
Clearing her throat, she had finally gotten herself under control; Mia rose to her feet and straightened her clothing as best she could. Then she gathered up her bag, paid for her meal and allowed the white cat to climb up on her shoulder. With a heavy sigh and a grunt, she turned to Futa and Naruto and said, "Where's your Hokage?"
Without waiting for an answer, she left the restaurant with a flurry. Grumbling under her breath about noobs and lying uncles. Her hair flowed behind her like duel banners with every step. Stopping outside the restaurant to wait for the other two, she squinted into the sun. Shading her eyes with her right gloved hand she muttered, "What did I do to deserve this? Maybe they're right, maybe I'm not supposed to do this."
Naruto and Futa looked at each other questioningly. "What?" Naruto asked Futa as he began to follow the path Mia had just taken.
Futa just shrugged and headed out. Wondering what he and his brother had gotten themselves into with this exchange program. Meeting the girl outside Futa and Naruto started toward the schoolhouse. Mia followed them, grumbling about noobs and complaining to the Hokage sama. When they reached the school Naruto and Futa stopped but Mia, not looking where she was going ran smack dab into Gono.
"WHATS YOUR PROBLEM NOOB? Why did you stop, this doesn't look like the head's place." Mia yelled as confusion marred her childish face. Gono squealed at the sight of her, eyes lighting up.
"KITTY" he shouted, jumping forward to confiscate the terrified animal.
"Hey! What are you doing with Tomadre!" cried Mia as her duffle crashed to the ground with a sickening thud. She blinked and said, "That didn't sound good."
"What broke?" came a voice from behind her, turning she saw Futa and Naruto.
"Ya!" she cried as she tripped backwards over her duffle. She stared up at the twins, she screamed, "My eyes are broken! The family curse has reached me! Tamadre! Le Chumpacabra!"
The struggling cat yowled pitifully in the tight grip of the glomping twin.
Extreme Confusion Ensues
T: I LIVE! bricked
WB: Yes! We know Thesta! Now will you work on your other stories before the angry mob gets here?
T: …. . . . Angry mob?
WB: Yes, angry mob.
T: gulps I'll get right on that! sweat drops
N: Dose an angry mob mean fans too? hopeful, new author
WB: Who's that?
T: My partner in crime. Angry mobs do mean fans! It also means torches, pitchforks and anti hiatus signs.
N: TnT I will finally have a fan base? Maybe?
WB: Assuming you and Thesta aren't skwered…then yes, I'd say so.
N: apparently just as deaf as Mia Fans! Yippee, I'll make tea and cookies!
T: jumps up Tang for me!
WB: shakes head in disgust Anyways! Just R&R so we can get on with this already!