Summary: A "contest" between Gai and Killerbee can have the potential to damage the diplomatic relations between Konoha and Kumo, amongst other things. But these two lively shinobi couldn't care less. [One shot.]
Rating: T for slight profanity.
Beta: Angel Wings-008
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, and I haven't made any profit from this fan fiction.
A Disastrous Contest
It was a festive night in the recently rebuilt village of Konoha. Five years had passed since the final silencing of the Akatsuki. All enemies, including Danzo, had been killed with the combined co-operation of the ninja villages. Sasuke Uchiha had been forgiven by Konoha and Kumo (thanks to a lot of negotiation by a certain Naruto Uzumaki). After the war, five years of peace followed, during which Konoha was restored to its former glory, sadly, without the Hokage Mountain.
This peace was threatened by an incident in a Konoha karaoke bar …
The establishment was more crowded than usual today, with a large proportion of foreign ninja (mainly from Kumo and Suna) in addition to Konoha shinobi and some civilians. Groups of three to four ninja sat at small tables. At the two tables nearest to the stage, Team Gai and Team Samui were seated.
The loud murmur in the bar suddenly ceased as heads spun around to stare in horror at a very drunk Maito Gai, who'd suddenly gotten up and made a loud proclamation. This is itself wasn't unexpected, but the thick-browed Jonin wanted a challenge. A challenge that left most of the bar's patrons staring at him in incredulity and horror, for practically anyone could defeat him. Rock Lee was beaming as much as Gai; Tenten was torn between laughter and incredulity; and Neji chose to remain unresponsive.
Much to the chagrin of Team Samui, it was their (also smashed) sensei Killerbee who responded. "Bring it on!"
What followed were quite a few exclamations about the power of youth on the part of Konoha's Green Beast, with responses by the self-proclaimed 'Rap Masta o' Kumo'. Omoi, the eternal worry wart, tried to remind him of the diplomatic consequences, while Karui looked like she wanted to punch someone (but she wouldn't dare to do that to her sensei outside of a sparring match). Samui shook her head and sighed, as Killerbee snapped at Omoi, "I'm gonna win this shitty challenge of his!" and jumped on to the stage. He was followed by Gai …
Although, knowing the both of them, the outcome of this sort of match would be determined not by their fighting prowess, but who'd pass out first.
Three-fourths of the customers had wisely chosen to retreat, some stealthily, others breaking into conspicuous runs.
Sakura Haruno felt like she needed earplugs desperately. Trying to block out Gai and Killerbee's unholy racket, she yelled at Naruto, "Shouldn't we stop them!?" even though she knew it was going to be useless.
"We - couldn't – if – we – tried! Ha – ha!" Naruto was laughing like a maniac, face down on the table. A bulky video camera, which he'd brought on a whim, was placed on the table they were at, and pointed at Gai and Killerbee …
… Who weren't fighting, but singing and rapping respectively, trying to outdo each other in what Gai had termed as a musical youthful contest.
This would turn out to be excellent blackmail material for Kakashi (who was now the Seventh Hokage) and the Raikage, if the latter was to take the incident lightly.
Fin.