This is my first fanfiction so please review and tell me how i'm doing. Anywho this is a short story about Iruka. Now i know what you're thinking. "Why Iruka?" I know he's boring and hardly used, but that's probably why i picked him. He's a third party. He's the most unnoticeable witness to the masses that anyone could pick out of the Naruto lot. So, enjoy yourself and keep reading. :D:D
An epiphany
"I NEED A HOLIDAY!!" Iruka once again awoke with a shout. He had considered this idea for about 10 minutes now… His mind bringing weird and wonderful images of the various lands a people he would meet and… gasp he might even learn new techniques that even Kakashi-san wouldn't know!!
"Iruka-san…" Speak of the devil…
Kakashi lazily rolled over and gave Iruka one of those glances that always made him smile. In jokes were great. Especially when they were really, quite horny. Kakashi smiled.
"You do know that if you do that once more you'll have to do the forfeit…"
Ah… The forfeit. A simple but perfect prank that, no matter how fun was, was always rather evil. Spiking Lee's Lucazade with half a bottle of sake. Neither of them really knew why, but there seemed to be something frighteningly amusing in watching half of Konoha go into evacuation until the jounin have successfully pinned down our green beast and then watching him attempt to apologize to everyone in less than 10 minutes as a new training exercise.
"No, Kakashi-san. This time I'm serious!"
"How can you possibly say that in those pyjamas?
Iruka ignored the comment. "I've decided that I will set off on a journey to all the capital villages of the shinobi lands."
"But why?"
"To see if they're as crazy as we are, of course!"
Short, huh? Well the next one will be longer, i promise and hopfully funnier too. See ya'. :D:D