Leaf Village's New Bad Boy.
AU:
Rock Lee has had enough of his old life style. Nice guys finish last, as he learned. Now, he drops his excessive politeness, drops his shyness and takes honor to the next level. No more Mr. Nice Guy. No more restraints. No more holding back… he's the reincarnation of Bruce Lee. Time to act like it. Screw those stupid gimmicks of the other ninjas. Fighting with hypnotism? With puppets? With the stuff from sandboxes? How about some kick ass UFC styled mixed martial arts to match it up with? And lastly, no more bowl cut. Enough of that foolishness, the first thing Rock's gonna do is visit the barber.
With his hands in his pocket, Rock made the most leisurely stroll to the village barbershop. In his right hand was a picture of Jet Li, with a wicked but professional looking hair style. In his left, was but a To Do List.
Five minutes later, he skipped past the line of customers at the barber's, and sat himself down in the seat.
"Hey! Get in line, you bum!"
"You little punk! What do you think you're doing!"
Rock smirked at the corner of his mouth, ignoring them. To egg them on, he just wrought out the Jet Li photo, and requested a similar cut from the shocked barber.
"Ignore those dummies, good sir," spoke Rock. "I want my hair to be this style."
"…er, but Rock, what about your old cut?" asked the barber.
"Things change."
By then, the incensed customers approached Rock, with glares. A few of them crossed their arms, while the rest pointed their fingers at him.
"Hey, you mushroom shaped freak. Yeah, you. Get in line."
Sighing, Rock got out of the chair… and adjusted those wrappings on his fists.
"Well, I did need the practice," he declared. He took a few seconds to tighten them, and then looked up at the crowd that caved in around him, with a spark in his irises.
Then, with a high pitched cat call, Rock shifted the central balance of his body into battle mode, adapting a very modern martial art stance. He didn't stay in one spot for long – in the next five seconds, his body became a green blur that crisscrossed the barbershop, knocking out every single man, woman and child who had threatened him. Bloodied up, but still alive, they were then tossed into a large pile of unconscious ninjas.
Rock didn't go untouched, however. There was a very insignificant rip in his green battle uniform. He grabbed a fold of his clothing, and ripped the entire thing off, revealing his chiseled musculature. "Enough with this weird looking suit. I can't believe Guy Sensei made me wear this strange article for so long. Anyway, barber, continue on, please cut my hair to this photo."
To be continued:
Sneak peek of Chapter 2.
-Gaara, leader of the Sand, is visiting Leaf Village. Rock wants to have a "friendly spar" with him, motivated by Gaara breaking his leg three years earlier. Rock's new quote after this spar: "Asian muscle, bitch!"
-Rock then tries his luck with the ladies, which will be extremely tough. He wants to bring home a white girl, and has six or seven certain people in mind.