I feel bad for starting a new story because I am a big procrastinator... I'll try to update soon but I'm not keeping any promises...
On a happy note, this is sort of an intro to the story. Enjoy!
The sun was shinning brilliantly on a Friday afternoon in downtown Miami, Florida. Cars and people were in a rush to return home, filling the streets with loud noises and relief for the weekend.
Among the crowd of people was a young man around the age of 24, unless you knew him personally; then he was 3. His soft brown hair was spiked to perfection and matched his sharp chocolate eyes. With 2 red tattoos across each cheekbone, one would think he descended from the canine family.
The man was in a rush as was everyone else on the crowded sidewalk. He shuffled past the citizens, eyes set on one destination. A small piece of paper was firmly in his grasp. His eyes seemed to soften as he reached his destination; a small ramen shop nestled between 2 bigger buildings, called Ichiraku. The 2 big buildings didn't seem to affect the shops business for it was quite a crowded little stand. The boy swiftly opened the door to Ichiraku and yelled like he owned the place.
"Hey Ayame! Bring Naruto out here; I need to talk to him!" Customers glared at the young man for intruding on their lunch but he ignored it. A young woman came through the employee door behind the counter, clearly annoyed by the boy's antics.
"Must you yell, Kiba? There are people trying to eat." Ayame gestured to the annoyed customers. Kiba grinned sheepishly.
"C'mon just go get him for me!" Raising her eyebrow she walked back through the employee door to go fetch Naruto.
Pots and pans were heard smashing around in the back until a frustrated yell was heard.
"Kiba! How many times do I have to tell you to stop interrupting me when I'm at work!" An even more annoyed voice than Ayame yelled from behind the door. The door opened, slamming against the wall that contained it. A boy stomped up to the counter death glaring at Kiba.
"It's important this time!" He whined, not at all fazed by the death glare.
"You said it was an emergency when your goldfish died!"
"Hey! I was morning Larry and I needed comfort!"
The boy, Naruto, gave him a pitied look and sighed. "Fine what is it?" Kiba gazed at Naruto. The boy was 2 years younger; he had the brightest blonde hair which spiked in every direction, and the purist sapphire eyes. His tan skin contrasted nicely with his hair. Naruto was very muscular yet at times he even seemed girly, not that Kiba would ever admit that to Naruto. The blondie already had a temper..he didn't need to make it worse.
Kiba blinked into reality and remembered why he cam here in the first place. "I just won 2 tickets on the radio to go on a cruise off the coast of Africa!" He squealed girly, holding the piece of paper he brought with him in Naruto's face.
Naruto gave him an exasperated look. "Kiba, you know I can't miss work anymore. I already used up my sick days. Any more and I won't be able to pay the electricity bill. Sorry buddy, but you'll have to find someone else to go with." Naruto never had an easy life, being an orphan when he was young. He grew up mostly on his own (with a little help from his adopted father Iruka). Naruto noticed the frown on the others face.
"Hey! Don't give me those eyes! Go find a girl to bring…I'm sure one would love to-"
"But you're my best friend, and you've never done anything fun in your life! This is a once in a lifetime chance!"
Teuchi, the owner of Ichiraku stepped out from the employee door, inspecting the damaged hinges from Naruto's previous attack.
"Naruto, that door's coming out of your paycheck." He motioned to the injured door. Naruto turned away from Kiba and looked at Teuchi his frustration growing.
"It's Kiba's damn fault! He keeps comin' over here asking for the stupidest things!"
"What is it this time Kiba?" The owner leaned on the counter next to Naruto.
"I got these two awesome tickets to go on the cruise off of Africa! First class, man, it's gonna be awesome!" He waved the tickets once again.
Teuchi looked at the tickets and then looked at Naruto. "Hmm, Naruto you can go on this trip. You need a vacation." He got up and started walking away.
"But I have bills to pay-"
"Don't worry I'll pay you while your on your vacation. The bills will be fine. You're a workaholic Naruto, you need a break." He replied placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
Naruto was at a loss of words as Teuchi went back to work. A few seconds later the streets of Miami rang with a deafening cry.
"Workaholic?!"
Hope you liked it! Gosh, It's hard figuring out this story uploading thing... .