Summary: Join Iruka, Kakashi, Jiraiya, Asuma, Tsunade, Shizune, Kurenai and Anko - all of whom are teenagers - as they tell 'horror' stories about our favorite shinobi! May contain yaoi/shonen-ai/gayness and other stuff!
Disclaimer: I do not own the anime or manga, Naruto. I also do not own the series, Are You Afraid of the Dark. I own my own story ideas that will be used in this series and my own characters. That does not include Sardo. I'm borrowing him from Are You Afraid of the Dark because frankly, I like him and think he's funny. (Sticks tongue out) So you can't sue me because I already said I don't own this stuff! And please do not steal my characters! Thank You!
Are You Afraid Of The Dark?
"Ah! Good evening everyone. Glad you could all make it!" Eightteen year old Hatake Kakashi greeted his friends as he stepped into the small clearing in the woods, noticing that all of the friends he had invited had shown up. Looking around, he see Iruka, Jiraiya and Tsunade sitting on an old-torn up couch. Anko was sitting on a torn up and dirty leather chair, her feet propped up one of the arm rests, a bored look on her face. Asuma, Shizune and Kurenai sat on another couch, and there was one comfortable looking chair left, that Kakashi walked up to and sat on. His chair sat in front of a pile of wood, which was burning a small flame. The couches were on either side of him, facing the fire and facing each other, and the last chair was sitting opposite of Kakashi, also facing the fire. "So, you're probably wondering why I called you all here, right?" The group nodded, without saying anything. Curiousty was sketched over all their faces. Kakashi grinned behind the mask he wore, that covered half of his face.
"Well..." Kakashi started, trailing off. "I have recently found out that our Great Grandparents were friends as well and they had formed a group called 'The Midnight Society'. It was where they would get together each night and meet in the woods. This woods. Right here. Where you're sitting, is where our great grandparents sat. They would take turns each night, telling a story. The story could be about anything, so as long as they made up the basic plot of it. Anyway, as our great grandparents got older, and had families, they discontinued the Midnight Society. Our Grandparents eventually did it, and passed it onto our parents. And now, it is our turn to carry out the tradition. Are you all interested in this? Because if not, you don't have to stay. But, I do ask you, before you pass judgement on this, listen to at least one story and if you don't want to come back for the next meeting, then so be it. So, what do you guys say?"
"Of course I'll do it. And the plus side is that I'm surrounded by such hot women." Jiraiya said, grinning as he glanced around at Tsunade, Shizune, Kurenai and Anko. Tsunade rolled her eyes and leaned back in her seat, closing her eyes. She felt an arm slid around her shoulders and she opened her eyes again sending a glare at Jiraiya.
"Hands off, or die." Tsunade said, annoyed with him. This time, Jiraiya rolled his eyes and slowly moved his arm from her. Shizune giggled at her best friend, knowing that even though Tsunade would never admit to it, she liked the attention she recieved from Jiraiya.
"Allright, so, we're all in." Kurenai said, as the others nodded. She turned to Kakashi and cocked an eye brow. "Who's going to tell the story tonight?"
"Well, I guess I will. None of you have had time to prepare a story, and I have." Kakashi said. "Plus, I know how they used to do it back then. So, I'll show you guys how to, and let you get the hang of things."
"Allright then. What's your story about?" Anko asked, bored, her purple eyes gazing to Kakashi. Kakashi smiled at her as he reached beside of his chair and lifted a brown cloth bag from the ground, that was tied shut with a dark brown ribbon. Untieing the ribbon and opening the bag, he reached inside and closed his hand around some of the salt that was in it.
"I don't want to give too much of it away, but my story, is about a Journal. And how it changed the life of two 'enemies'." Kakashi paused and pulled out a handful of salt from the bag. "Submitted for the Approval by the Midnight Society, I call this story..." He trailed off and threw the salt into the flames of the fire, as the flames grew bigger.
"The Tale of the Mysterious Journal."
Okay! The actual story will start next chapter! Feed me reviews if you want more.