The Guardians:Naruto Style Chapter 1, a naruto fanfic

The Guardians: Naruto Style

C.T: Hello fellow Narutards.

Itachi: I do not think they'd appreciate you calling them Narutards Author-san.

C.T: Shut up Weasel-kun

Itachi: hn

C.T: As I was saying before the narcissist interrupted me, -Itachi snorts- , I hope you all love this Valentines present I am giving you…I'll be re-editing this story as well as adding two new chapters.

Itachi: You compare to my sadist colleague….I do not appreciate it – activates Sharingan-

C.T: -twitches- it's not going to work on me, you baka.

Pein: I am your leader…I am a god.

C.T: Don't make me do to you…what Hulk did to Loki.

Pein: -scampers always-

Itachi: And you call me the sadist.

C.T: -smirks- Enjoy the chapter. Ja Ne.

''- normal thoughts

'- my thoughts.

****Prologue****

''Friendship... is not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learned anything.''-Muhammad Ali

Why do I have so many insane friends?

Whoever invented Math should die, my brain feels fried. My head rested on my arm lazily as I tried to drown out the ramblings of my teacher Ms. Peterson, who desperately needed a make-over. Her jet black her was in an unkempt bun, while her glasses which framed her brown eyes was crooked horribly on the bridge of her nose. Her outfit today would make a hippy proud, purposely because it was inspired by a hippy. She even had the 'peace medallion' to go with it.

'Ms. Lee, are you paying attention?'' the hippy shouted at me. I lazily lifted my head from my arm and shot her a blank state, ''Yes Miss. ''

She nodded and went back to lecturing about the Pythagoras Theorem, which I know for a fact that I wouldn't need in life, I would need Mathematics, but the Theorem could go die in a hole.

In case you're wondering, my name is Melissa Lee, if my last name was any indication, I'm a 17 year old senior in high school. I'm a 5'9 sarcastic pain in the ass; well that's how one of my best friends describes me.

My dark brown eyes narrowed at the clock about the board, ticking and ticking…

I blew a wisp of my red hair from in front of my face that the breeze blew in through the open windows; the sun really had it in for me, but Albuquerque was always sunny.

East High was as dreadful as it was when I first entered 4 years ago but it was bearable as I had my girls with me.

I glanced sideways at Alice, who had her Algebra text book standing horizontally on her desk while she played 'Angry Birds' on her PSP.

I opened my notebook, tore off a piece of paper and rolled it into a wad before throwing it at her head.

Her dark brown eyes snapped towards me before her face scrunched up in annoyance. She grabbed her phone and began angrily tapping away.

I knew she was probably pissed because she was trying to have a high score in her game and I broke her concentration, but what can I say …I was bored.

Alison Connor or Alice as I nicknamed her was 5'7 with shoulder length brown hair that always seemed messy no matter how much she brushed it, the only thing that could stabilize her mess of hair was some strong hair gel.

My phone vibrated in my pocket so I grabbed and nearly fell out of my chair laughing , ''Die Bitch , I was so close to beating Lena's top score but you ruined it…why do you hate me ?!'' it read.

Alice was a major gamer like our friend Lena, though Lena was much more of a dork because she liked to hack into government websites when she had nothing to do with her free time.

Lena Martinez was the only Latina I knew who had Violet hair, which she was proud off but her older sisters always had something to say about it. She also had a temper to match mine; the Latin blood in her was very fierce, the last time she was pissed off was when she caught her boy-friend off three years ,she's the oldest at 18, Miguel cheating on her with the bimbo-snob, Cathy Donahue in the theater hall.

Needless to say, they entered up in the nurse's office sporting countless of bruises, black eyes and a broken rib.

Lena had learned all her moves from the fourth member of our quartet, Carrie, who was a black-belt in martial arts, the summer before junior year Carrie enrolled us to sign up for some kind of defense class, I got Taekwondo, Alice got Kung-Fu and Lena was paired with Carrie in martial arts. Lena was the second tallest amongst us, she was 5'8.

Carrie, the youngest at 16, said she would rather have us know the basics than taken advantage off. She was also the shortest at 5'6.

Carrie May was the bubbly blonde with sharp silver eyes, but she had an eye for detail and could cook up a feast with just about anything.

The four of us wanted to go into different fields after we graduated this year, but we all agreed we would take a gap year to try out diverse things and go new places…it would give us a chance to spend one last year together without the hassle of exams and yelling teachers including nagging parents.

Carrie wanted to be a chef although she liked the idea of a nurse as she knew herbs like the back of her hand, she was skilled with a knife so much that her grandfather gave her a katana for her sweet sixteen a couple months ago.

Lena had the sharp mine of a lawyer, she could recite all of the laws in a Harvard law book including all the amendments of the constitution.

Alice's calling was a doctor, she knew the anatomy like Carrie knew her herbs; it was fun to watch them pretend to me Sherlock Holmes and Watson, they used a lot of serious deduction when investigating fake cases for their own amusement while Lena and I tried to figure out how we ended up with friends as them.

The Bell rang signifying the end of another boring lecturer; I shoved my books into my beige satchel before following Alice to the greenhouse on the roof.

We had all had a free period before lunch so we decided to slum it on the roof as we claimed it freshmen year as 'our spot'.

Our parents were loaded and helped fund the 'Greenhouse Project' for special medical herbs and rare plants. The roof was a mess before we cleaned it up ,added the greenhouse even an in-door koi-pond with Angel fish.

On the contrary to us spending like rich maniacs, we didn't flash our cash like most teenage girls our age, you'd be surprised what you found in our room at home, not the whole posh bedroom with new designer anything; we all have vintage clothes and other knick-knack from thrift stores.

Lena and I volunteered every Saturday at the local soup kitchen handing out food and helping the homeless. The feeling was satisfying to say the least.

Carrie and Alice took turns at the senior's Home, organizing daily tasks, games and helping some of the short-staffed nurses with their duties. Carrie loved to prepare meals for the Elderly as she took care of her grandfather at home.

I skipped the steps and burst through the door leading to the roof.

''I have arrived,'' I announced running up to Lena who was lying down on a blanket with headphones on her shoulder and her laptop opened.

Alice didn't respond before kept hitting knobs on her PSP ignoring everything else, a daily occurrence I called it.

I walked up to Lena and nudged her, ''Oi, wake up…''

''Leave me alone,'' she replied without opening her eyes.

''Sooner or later you'll have too,'' I told her as I plopped on the blanket.

''I prefer later,'' she murmured yawning.

Alice paused her game for a second, ''Where's Carrie?'' she looked around for our bubbly blonde.

''Probably in the Cafeteria,'' Lena and I replied in unison.

''Where does she even put it all? '' Alice asked out loud.

''Where she puts everything else she consumes…the bottomless pit that she calls a stomach,'' I replied.

I grabbed Lena's laptop and logged on to my Naruto Central account for the latest in anime. That was one of our favorite past times, the wonderful anime called 'Naruto.'

We all had some form of Naruto merchandise hidden safely in our rooms, Lena and my room was covered in Akatsuki stuff.

While Lena had plushies of Pein, Konan, Kisame, Zetsu and Deidara, I got Sasori, Itachi, Hidan and Kakuzu. We both agreed the 'Tobi' poster would be used as a dart board and the plushies of Tobi to be split in two and burst in our fireplaces.

We really didn't like Uchiha Madara, the bloody manipulative, older than dirt geezer who causes so much destruction.

Carrie and Alice loved the Konoha 12 excluding Sasuke, the traitorous bastard.

We've all debated on what we would change if we had the power to do.

It was a long list after we finished it.

''Hey you guys, 'we turned to see Carrie running up to us with a huge bag on her shoulder.

She breathed out a huge sigh before plopping down next to Alice.

''What is that?'' Alice poked the bag.

''My lunch,'' Carrie smiled proudly dumping the entire back on the blanket.

''Jesus' Step-father…you're eating all of that,'' Lena gaped.

I whistled before grabbing one of the six chocolate puddings, ''I'll not question…I'll just eat.''

''It's best not too, 'Lena agreed taking a salad bowl.

Alice shrugged, ''I've learned not to ask questions…'' she took a fruit bowl.

I sighed, ''Too true,'' I pointed my spoon at her.

''So what are we doing today?'' Carrie asked before taking a huge bite from her burger.

''Sleep-over at my house?'' I suggested.

''I'll bring the goods, 'Carrie said in between bites.

''I got the DVD's,''Alice added.

Lena sighed, ''I guess I'm stuck with Antique store then.''

The Antique store is a place we had found last year during spring break, it was a cute store that sold modern games as well as ancient artifacts for decent prices. The owner got new stock of Japanese merchandise every-time we went by.

We had all taken turns weekly to see if he got something new in his inventory. This week was Lena's turn.

''I'll meet you guys there when I pass in by the ole man,'' Lena proclaimed.

I nodded, ''Cool…let's hurry up…we have Home-EC. Next and I would like to get a place next to a window before we're late,'' I said finishing off my lunch.

The others scarfed down the rest of their lunch, packed away any and all gadgets before we raced down the stairs to another part of the school building.

The day resumed without a hitch before it was time to go home, the girls agreed to meet me in front of my house for 5:00 p.m.

Who knew this sleepover was going to be so interesting?

A/N I hope you all enjoyed this re-edited version of The Guardians, please comment, vote, and subscribe to my alerts and comment/review. The next chapter edit will be in an hour. Thank you for your patience.

~Caribbean Trinidadian.