Author's Note: I have totally lost my mind

Gener: multichaptered drabble, humor/general
Pairings: None (this chapter)
Rating: Kplus at it's worse
Summary: Konohamaru has been given an emotion to understand. How does he research it? Asks around of course!

What's Love?
By: Mazzie May

Konohamaru sighed, glaring angrily at the wall. He was sitting outside his classroom, having been placed in the hall as punishment for being too loud and disruptive again. "And I thought Naruto would be the last of this kind…"his teacher had muttered, after picking up the boy by the back of his shirt and gently sliding him across the floor and out the door.

I wasn't that loud. He'd only raised his voice when the instructor didn't pick him to answer a question. Konohamaru never tried to answer questions, and the one time his hand shoots up in the air, he gets ignored. He had every right to be angry, he told himself, huffing as he shifted his legs. This was just not fair.

Suddenly, a loud series "Kya!"s came from the room behind him, making him jump. He rolled around, facing it. Wh-what just happened! It didn't sound like a fight. In fact, everyone sounded very, very excited. And even though he was currently banished from the classroom, Konohamru seriously considered opening the door anyway.

But, he wouldn't have to. The door was opened from the other side, that period's sensei smiling down at him.

"Alright, 'Most Honourable Grandson'," he said, mocking Konohamaru's personal trainer. "Time to pick."

"Pick what?" he asked, hopping up, excited, the anger over his position being made fun forgotten.

"C'mere." His teacher turned, waving him inside. Konohamaru hurried after him. "The assignment is this—" he held up a black bag. "Ninja must understand every emotion. This is for several reasons—they change depending on the ninja—but the two most important are these; one, so you can fake an emotion for a mission, and two, so you can control these emotions. Now, here," he held out the bag. "Everyone's already picked. There are still ten emotions left. Pick one."

Eagerly, Konohamru stuffed his hand into the rough sack. I'm going to get pride, or courage, or—Removing his hand, he read the kanji, his heart sinking and his face going sour.

"Now," the sensei continued. "You're assignment is to write a paper on this emotion. Feel free to ask friends and fellow students, but no family. This is also a test of information interpreting; gathering everything you can on your emotion and summarizing it into a single page report. Understood?" he looked around the room, and no one complained. "Alright! You have until tomorrow's class! Dismissed!"

Konohamaru didn't run off like everyone else. He felt like he'd just swallowed a stone. His sensei looked over the boy and down at the card. He burst into laughter, saying, "Oh, good luck with that one."

Konohamaru had twenty four hours to understand 'Love'.

Author's Note: Ohmigod. What am I doing? I dunno. Oh, side note. This is set AFTER the Chunin examns, but BEFORE Itachi shows back up. Just so you guys have an idea of what's going on. And of course, the Boss is up fisrt! Any commentary appreciate.

R&R please