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Episode I

Naruto was slurping and sucking down ramen like there was no tomorrow, non stop baby! Ninja training is hard and a good bowl of ramen with master Iruka was just what Naruto needed to forget the stress of the day.

But looking up from his umpteenth bowl he noted that master Iruka hadn't eaten a single noodle!

Choking down the noodles in his mouth he waved his chopsticks at his master, "What's the matter Iruka Sensei, are you sick? You've got the flu! Diarrhea! Stomach cramps!"

"Hm? Oh no, nothing like that . . ." Iruka said, absently taking in some of his delicious shrimp ramen.

Naruto knew for a fact that it was delicious because he'd tasted some of it while his sensei hadn't been looking, so there!

"Something wrong Iruka sensei?" Naruto asked before diving into his bowl with such abandon that one of his chopsticks snapped!

"Oh nothing . . . it's just . . ." Iruka said, taking a small folded piece of paper out of his pocket and looking intensely at it.

"Whazzat?" Naruto managed through a mouth full of noodle.

"Hm? Oh, this? Nothing! Never mind!" Iruka said, shoving it back into his pocket, which is exactly where Naruto snatched it from. "Hey!"

Leaping just out of reach and laughing at Iruka's feeble attempts to get the paper away from him, Naruto quickly read over the text! He was so surprised by what he read that he nearly tripped and fell!

"Iruka sensei has a girlfriend!" He screamed loud enough for the entire village to hear him, then he did fall out of shock!

"It's not like that at all!" Iruka said, snatching the paper. "She's a 'secret admirer', completely different."

Naruto scoffed and snatched the paper again to give it a better read. "Nope, sounds like a girl friend to me. 'How I long to feel the tight grip of your hand squeezing my--"

"Give me that! Give me that!" Iruka snatched the paper away, "It's none of your business!"

"So who did it come from?" Naruto asked.

Iruka shrugged, "Well at first I thought it had to have come from one of the students, as a practical joke or something, but the hand writing doesn't match up. I think maybe--hey, why am I even telling you this? It's none of your business!"

Nartuo stood on a stool and wiped some noodle from his face, "Let me help you find out who it is Sensei!"

"Wh-what? No way!" Iruka said with a forced laugh, "It's just a funny joke, that's all!"

"You gotta let me help you!" Naruto said.

"Why would I do that?" Iruka asked with raised eyebrows.

"Because if you don't, I'll do this," Naruto said, taking in a deep breath he shouted "Hey! Iruka Sensei Has A Secret Admirer And She Wants To Feel His Lips On Her--"

"Imbecile!" Iruka cried, grabbing Naruto down from the stool and shoving his hand over his mouth, then looking around at the 'audience' that Naruto's display had gathered he laughed nervously and said "That's eh . . . that's just a little joke, you know Naruto, always with the jokes this one! Yep, just a funny joke!"

The crowd dispersed somewhat, whispering to one another, Iruka looked around desperately, then nodded in defeat, taking his hand away from Naruto's mouth he said, "All right Naruto. You can help me find out who it is, but you've got to keep it a secret!"

"Gotcha!" Naruto nodded, "Top secret sensei! Have we got any suspects?"

Iruka shrugged. "I haven't got a clue."

Naruto thought for a moment, and thought for another moment, and added another moment onto that. Then he said, "I know! I bet it's Kurenai!"

"Kurenai?" Iruka coughed. "Why Kurenai?"

"Well," Naruto said, pacing back and forth like any good detective would, "Kurenai is the elite Jounin training Hinata, and Hinata was your student same as me! Hinata probably told Kurenai about what a great teacher you are, and that made her fall in love with you!"

Iruka frowned, "That seems a little far fetched . . ." He said, scratching his cheek, "well . . . maybe . . ." he whispered to himself.

"She's really hot." Naruto observed.

"Yes . . . but she really hasn't done anything that even suggests she might be interested in me . . ." Iruka said.

"Maybe she's was playing hard to get!" Naruto said.

"Hmm . . ." Iruka seemed lost in thought. "I suppose . . ." he said, "if we could get her signature on a piece of paper, we could compare it to the letter I got and--"

"See if it's the same! All right!" Naruto leapt into the air, "I'll bet ten bowls of Ramen and my left arm that it's her!"

Iruka shrugged again. "Kurenai . . . that wouldn't be so bad." He decided.

To Be Continued