Genma's
Report
by.
homeostatis
Warning: Character bashing like most of my fics, OOCness I try, really I do, itsy-bitsy-teeny-tiny spoilers, and Genma being an overall badass yet, I still prefer Hayate.
A/N: I apologize ahead of time if any of these sentences are askew. I was kinda sleepy when I wrote half of this fic. .
-no own. sob
Neji hesitated slightly outside the Konoha Headquarters. He was supposed to drop off a mission report, fill in several forms about their teams current condition, then make his way to the hospital to meet Team Gai (Tenten had needed a few stitches, Lee a bit of healing salve, and Gai a few new brain cells but it was nothing serious). He hadn't wanted to be the one to report in but seeing as he was the only member of his team that was neither sliced, burned, or concussed he was duty bound to make sure that the Hokage got the details of their recent C-Class Mission.
Stepping through the glass doors of the Headquarters he realized—with no small amount of distaste—that the Chunnin manning the mission reports desk was a particularly grumpy one that had yelled at him (Neji, THE Hyuuga Neji, IMAGINE!) when he reported alone for the first time. Something about being looked at the wrong way, the nut.
But because Hyuuga's were superior to all and Neji was a Hyuuga, the genin set his not-quite-manly jaw and stalked up to the desk, clutching the folder that held the mission reports. The Chunnin looked up and scowled when a long shadow fell over his light.
"Ah, Hyuuga-san. Here to stare again?" He sneered. His forehead protector was tied around his slick back hair and Neji dearly wanted to smash the metal into the man's head.
Reminding himself that nothing made a missing nin faster than smashing in a commanding officer's forehead, the pale eyed boy dropped the report on the desk and stood there frowning at the man waiting for him to hand over the forms he had to fill in so he could get the hell out of there.
Determined to irritate the young Hyuuga, the Chunnin took his time flipping through the folder making noises and shaking his head every few seconds. Putting the folder down, he handed the Genin some forms and watched as one white eye twitched at the intentional dawdling.
Neji ignored a jibe about lacking proper motor skills and nicked a pen from the container on the table. He resolutely set to work on the pile, giving himself a pat on the back for not retaliating when the man loudly told him off for signing the names of his teammates the wrong way.
A few forms later, the Chunnin realized that he would get no rise out of the Hyuuga. Bored with the sudden lack of entertainment he stood up and made to get a cup of coffee. Normally, a Shinobi on desk duty wasn't supposed to leave his post until the shift was over but no one was there and it wasn't like the fuming Genin would know how to report him in.
Neji was relieved when he added the final period after the word "concussed". He looked up to find that the Chunnin wasn't back from his coffee break yet and that he'd probably have to wait until the man returned before he himself could leave the building. Temper returning he counted the different ways he could make the man pay.
One, death. Not quite an option.
Two, report him in… but that would include some delicate paper work that even Gai-sensei wouldn't be able to maneuver around.
Three, find something incriminating and embarrass the hell out of the man.
The pale eyed boy shook his head and frowned at the table in front of him. Fate was mean sometimes. It constantly tried to waste his time with stupid situations and irritating people; why, oh why, couldn't life be fair? He was a good boy; he DID beat up his weaker, female cousin but you couldn't say it was unfounded… some could even say it was her fault it happened. If she hadn't been so damn—
—a piece of paper jutting from an open drawer caught Neji's attention. It appeared to be another mission report and the folder was stamped with a "PRIVATE" on the front in red ink. Curious and irritated, the Hyuuga began forming an idea in his mind. He could get back at that Chunnin jerk and teach him a lesson about leaving his shift. Mind made up, Neji pulled the folder out of the slightly open drawer and took a quick glance at the front cover:
Konoha
Chunnin Exam Report
Judge:
Genma
Date:
xxxxxx
CONFIDENTIAL
White eyes widening comically, the genin realized that this was the report on the previous Chunnin Exam. Hearing footsteps approaching from the hallway on the far left, Neji stuffed the folder into his jacket and hoped that it didn't look too bulky.
Sipping coffee from a yellowing mug, the Chunnin smirked at him as he sat down behind the desk; failing to note that there was something missing. "Finished?" His tone was condescending and with a hint of mocking surprise.
Neji thrust the finished forms at him, not trusting himself enough to speak. How many times in the past had he snapped at the head of the Hyuuga household because he opened his big trap?
Stiffly leaving the Headquarters, the Hyuuga took a detour through the training grounds finding that he didn't really want to go to the hospital to see his cheerful team. The spoilsports might send the file back before he had a chance to observe its contents. Instead, he found a small clearing where he could safely observe the files he had… borrowed. If he'd read the file date correctly, it meant that the report was about the recent Chunnin exam… his Chunnin exam.
It had been a disaster (not because of the death of the Hokage, nor was it because the alliance treaty had been rendered useless) but because he (him! Neji, THE Hyuuga Neji, IMAGINE!) had been beaten in battle by someone known for inventing perverted jutsus just to get out of class. Frowning darkly for the nth time that day, Neji slit open the cover and pulled out the first page.
It read:
Genma's Report: Inter-village Chunnin Exam No.0755
The following participated in the recent Chunnin Exam and have been graded unbiased and accordingly:
Name:
Hyuuga Neji
Village:
Konoha
Fighting
Style: 7
Tactics:
5
Story:
-3
Overall
Cool-ness: 7.5
Match
Lost
-Minus points for attempting to kill his cousin in the preliminaries.
Judge's Notes: Hyuuga Neji has the potential to become one of Konoha's most powerful ninjas, an unfortunate prediction that will undoubtedly end in tragedy. His unnerving lack of self-control and irritating ability to stretch the truth for a few simple bouts of pre-teen angst could come in handy when attempting the death-by-bore style but for the sake of everyone in Konoha I suggest he stick with the Byakugan. Simply loosing one's father does not mean it's the fault of one's "evil uncle"; the smart thing to do is to talk to him and get your facts straight first before ruining everyone's morning with sob stories straight from your rear-end.
Attempting to reap unholy vengeance on one's jittery cousin does not a good man make.
(and the sponsors are requesting less flashbacks and more fighting next time.)
Neji gaped at his report for a moment before letting loose an angry oath. An "unnerving lack of self-control and irritating ability to stretch the truth", "Pre-teen ANGST?" He blinked and re-read the short report several times over before realizing that the judge had been making fun of him. The Hyuuga now had another name to add to his list of "people to kill when I become more powerful".
Being pale was never a good thing when one was trying to hide the sudden rush of blood to one's face but Neji wasn't really thinking about his complexion at the moment. He angrily gripped the folder one last time before standing and resolutely going to search for the other competitors in the recent Chunnin exam. He had a feeling that they'd like to know what this fool Genma wrote about them.
Barely a few minutes out of the clearing he found Uzumaki Naruto at his usual place in Ichiraku. The perfect hot head to start with…
-bwah.
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