Sup people. First story…Constructive criticism, good job, whatever. Flame if you want.
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto, never will.
Legend :KYUUBI/SUMMON, 'thoughts', "English speaking" "Japanese speaking"
"Hey sensei, are we almost there?", a blonde boy asked. He was 5'4", with spiky hair that just slightly fell over his bright, blue eyes. His outfit was simple. He wore black jeans and white sneakers with a plain white t-shirt and a black leather jacket. He had a katana strapped to his back.
"Yeah, I can see the gates from here," his sensei was a man in his fifties, with long spiky gray hair in a ponytail. He wore a green kimono with a fishnet shirt underneath and green pants with a red sleeveless jacket over. He was also wearing a pair of Geta sandals.
The young boy's excitement was obvious, and he started to speed up. "No need to be so hasty, Naruto. We'll be there soon enough," the sensei replied with a smile on his face.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever Jiraiya-sensei." As soon as those words left his mouth, he disappeared. Jiraiya sighed. 'That boy is so impatient…'
When Jiraiya arrived at the gate, Naruto was already waiting. Together, they walked to the Hokage Tower. There were many whispers, stares and glares. Jiraiya glared back, while Naruto simply ignored them. When they arrived at the tower, the secretary gave them even more trouble.
"Jiraiya-sama, what is that de-boy doing here!" she demanded.
"How dare-" Naruto cut him off.
"Don't worry about it Jiraiya-sensei." Naruto simply walked into the Hokage's office, ignoring her screeching. Jiraiya followed him inside. The Hokage greeted them with a smile. "Welcome back, you two. It's so good to see you. It's been far too long."
"Yes, it has," Jiraiya agreed. "I suppose you want to hear about Naruto's training?
Sarutobi nodded.
"Well , let's begin…"
Good? Bad? Continue? Abandon?