Narro: Whoo, well I've been putting this chapter off for a while. Not been in the writing mood as much as drawing mood. Anyway, I'm going to try and pick up the pace for this chapter, you know, actually get the girls somewhere.
Kyouya: An excellent plan, Narro-kun. scratches things on his clipboard
Narro: Yeah, so let's stop rambling and get on with the disclaimer.
Kyouya: Of course. Any and all Naruto characters belong to Kishimoto-san, all annoying and psychotic OC's belong to other people, so don't bother. Flamers will be called nOObs.
"I never thought I would ever be saying this, but today is the day," Iruka declared to his three psychotic kunoichis. A grueling week of packing several years of information and exercises into three pubescent girls' heads; a near impossible and irritating task, you can imagine. Quite frankly, Iruka was tired of it.
Mika looked upon her sensei with shiny, hopeful eyes that sparkled marvelously.
Iruka's foot twitched.
"Yes, Graduation…" he winced, preparing himself for what was to come.
"YAY!"
"YOSH!!!"
"I WIN!"
The three headbands glinted on his desk. Each headband was engraved deeply with the symbol of Konoha.
"We all passed already, Iruka-sensei?!" Kyo popped up onto her feet. He tried to glare her back into her desk, but failed miserably.
"I know you girls have worked hard for this moment-as well as drive me crazy-so now I will distribute your markers of adulthood," he picked up each headband, carefully folded and stacked in one palm. He dealt them like playing cards.
However, he frowned when he reached Nika. The other two were in a state of euphoria, trying on different ways to wear their hitai-ates. Nika shifted her eyes nervously under her teacher's stare.
"Yes?"
"Why do you already have a headband, Nika-kun?" he was quite puzzled. Umino Iruka berated himself for not noticing the slightly worn headband slung about the Nakamura's neck.
"It was a gift from when I was four. You can still give me the new one," her ears flattened uncertainly. He relented, thinking that one could usually never go wrong with a spare forehead protector.
"Normally we'd have all of your parents come and celebrate but…" he trailed off tiredly. Oh, poor Iruka-sensei. To have to deal with an overprotective Gesshoku father, the deceased Keisei, and the very loud Nakamura would be a hell that Iruka did not care to venture into. But he digresses… "You'll meet your new sensei at training field number one at eight tomorrow morning, girls. Please be on your best behavior, and don't…" he struggled to find a verb strong enough to express his wish.
"Screw up?"
"Scare the crap out of him?"
"Molest his hawt body?" Mika and Nika raised their eyebrow at Kyo for saying this out loud. Of course, they all admitted that some of the Jounin that walked around were quite…ehehe. Anyway!
Iruka dismissed the girls, who quickly bounded out of the stuffy classroom. The joy! The fresh air! The beautiful day they will enjoy! They would….They would…?
Hm.
The girls, one by one, stopped running down the steps of the Academy; a question brushing across their minds lazily.
So, what DO they do now?
Female instincts took over and they huddled together to hold a meeting.
"Alright, so we've technically graduated," began Mika. The other two nodded, a soft bewildered and slightly lost look shadowing their young faces.
"Maybe we should think of what they normally do in the show when they're not on missions?" Kyo put her slender fingers to her chin in mock thought. Mimicking their best friend, Nika and Mika followed suit.
Of course, Hyuuga Neji just had to walk by.
Not paying any attention, the girls were squinty eyed and puckering their bottom lips in attempts to think of what to do next.
'What the freakin' hell is wrong with those girls?' Neji cast a wary look at the girls before hurrying past towards the Hyuuga manor.
Mika snapped her fingers.
"We could train-"
"NO!" The forceful negative blew poor little Mika-chan to the ground. Nika, quite sheepish, helped her up.
"Sorry, but I'm tired of working," Kyo breathed out, playing with a strand of her long, crimson hair. She suddenly stared at the ground, a wide grin splitting across her face. Nika's ears perked up.
"We could go shopping!" squealed Kyo. Mika visibly brightened, and she rounded to convey how good the idea was to Nika.
Nika's eyebrow convulsed. Her lip twitched uncontrollably.
"Well, I guess someone's not pleased with my idea," cooed Kyo. Over Nika's head, Kyo sent a telepathic message to Mika, who read her loud and clear.
"SEIZE HER!"
Nika screamed her head off as her two friends seized her under the arms and began to forcibly drag her to the shopping district of Konoha.
"Where are we going!!?!?!" Her fangs showed as her mouth opened wide to scream this, but she did not throw her friends off (She lurves them too much).
"AWAY!" cried both the kunoichi's gleefully.
In his classroom reading over his grade book, Iruka shivered.
Eight O'clock on the Dot, Training Field 1.
"Oooh, could you guys sleep at all last night? I was trying so hard, but I kept on imagining that maybe….maybe we'll get Kakashi-sensei! We'd so ace his bell test!" Mika sighed longingly.
"Tch, Kakashi sensei wouldn't really ever teach us anything though. He never taught Team Seven much in the show, except Sasuke…." Nika's voice dropped to a deadly growl.
Sasuke.
A name they all loathed, and were warming to the idea of finding him after practice one day and taking a kunai to his face.
For one moment, all three girls' sported shadowed faces that promised severe pain and anguish, but their grins and the stars in their eyes promised that they would enjoy every moment of it.
"I'm glad you're all punctual this morning, girls," greeted their new sensei, emerging from between several of the tree logs that were specifically for taijutsu training.
He was cute.
His eyes were warm and gentle.
His voice made you want to cry out and snuggle into his chest.
He was sensitive, and good with kids.
He was…
"IRUKA-SENSEI!?"
He winced, his hands cupped to his ears to demonstrate how hard their voices were on his hearing.
"Hey, I did not teach you all to be squealing ninnies, did I?"
They let this light insult fly over their shoulders, as they were very confused.
"I'm so confused," Mika's lower lip trembled, jade eyes shiny with troubled tears. Was this their sensei? Not Kakashi sensei? Not Asuma-sensei? 'God, why? Where is the love?!' she cried out in her thoughts.
"Um," Iruka sweat dropped. Why did he have to be sent to girls who cried? "I'm your temporary Jounin. Everyone else is filled up and since the Academy term is over, I'm going to fill in this position,"
"But…you're only a chuunin," Nika pointed out the obvious.
"Why, thank you Nika-kun! I forgot that I was only a chuunin!"
Her ears went back in embarrassment and shame. She mumbled an apology. The girls moved to embrace him in congratulation, but he fended them off passionately.
"No! Let's get to business, girls!" he commanded. They obeyed, grinning. He harrumphed eyed them. "I see you brought all of your ninja gear? Good. Usually we'd start out with introductions, but those aren't necessary. We'd also start off with some sort of test, but I already know you girls are fully well able to ace it anyway. So, we're just going to do a light training until we're assigned our first mission," conversed Iruka-sensei, looking up at the sky in an attempt to remember if he forgot anything.
The girls looked at each other, pleased to have their work cut in half.
They started off with some warm up exercises, you know, running around the field several times, some jumping jacks to get the blood pumping.
They finally got to serious business (actually, warming up is the most important part of a workout people!) and formed a triangle. The point was a free for all basically. Every woman for herself, although it was difficult for any of them to really hit each other very hard.
"GAH! Mika, I'm sorry! Did I hi-OW! KYO!"
"WHOOPS! I meant to aim for your shoulder!" cried out Kyo, thankful the kunai didn't hit Nika with the pointed side. She aimed for Nika's shoulder because the vast amount of coat Nika wore caught many kunai attacks around her shoulders and vulnerable neck.
Mika slammed her palms into the ground after forming a few seals and both of her comrades were suddenly quite literally rooted to the ground where they stood. Her jutsu was called Restriction of Vines, or Doton, Seigen Shimasu no Tsuru Kusa no jutsu.
"Good use of elemental jutsu, Mika-chan!" Iruka called out to the girl, who was in the middle of putting her hair up in a sweaty pony tail.
"Thanks-EEYAA!" A second Kyo flew out of a tree and dove for Mika, cackling madly.
Nika arched her arm and swung it in an arch in front of her body to use her Wind technique (Kaze no jutsu). Kyo's fire clone stopped in mid air and exploded from the sudden added oxygen.
Everyone ooh'ed. (Except for Iruka sensei, who was rather annoyed at how uncooperative the girls were).
"Ah, I think we're done today," he sighed. The girls were good, it was just a matter of making sure they never were turned against each other, they'd never be able to fight seriously.
The grass rustled as a light footstep approached Team Iruka. Yuuhi Kurenai smiled at Iruka, who was currently slumped on the ground. The girls sat in a semi circle around him cheerfully, and waved to Kurenai sensei.
"I see you have been….training hard?" she grinned at the girls, knowing full well that Iruka had his work cut out. Poor guy. Oh well!
"Yes, we just completed our first real training session with each other," explained Mika, pulling from her pack some snacks.
"FOOD!" Kyo pounced. She ripped through the bag of goodies and began to gorge.
"Kyo!" Mika scolded. Kurenai sweat dropped. She looked to the other girl, who was stretched out on her back, her hood pulled up to cover her eyes. A male sigh from her left drew her back to Iruka.
"Was there a reason you came, Kurenai-sempai?" He said this while looking at her, but his hand moved to whack Kyo behind the head, and take the bag away from her, despite her loud protests.
"Yes-"
"Iruka-sensei!" Iruka held her away with one hand, holding the scratched up bag of goodies up high with the other.
"-There was a reason,"
"-IRUKA-SENSEI! PLEASE?!"
"-You guys will have start your first missions tomorrow," Kurenai informed. Nika, fed up with the noise, pulled out a piece of jerky and stuffed it into Kyo's mouth. She immediately quieted, a pleased expression on the red head's face. Mika sighed, however Nika was smiling.
"A good excuse to go out to eat lunch, neh?"
"Yes, it is. But even better, we're going to start our missions tomorrow!" Mika put her hands up to the air excitedly.
A few rambling minutes later (try 20!) Iruka dismissed his girls for the day and informed them to be at the Mission Distribution room before 8:00 AM.
Later that evening….
Each girl prepared for the next day earnestly. They prepared in different ways, according to their personalities.
Mika re-checked all of her ninja gear, watered her plants, and practiced her hand seals. She put her beautiful bottle green hair up into a sort of sloppy bun, and donned her pajamas. She picked up her little forest green journal, with a very pretty phoenix emboldened upon the cover. In it were several notes she had written down over the years of spells. She amiably flipped through the leafs of paper to find a good luck spell she could cast for her and her teammates. Every now and again, she'd let her rounded green orbs scan her room to make sure it was in pristine order. Most 12 year olds were sloppy, and she was not. However, since in actuality she was really 16 IRL, which should be taken into account. Finding nothing out of the ordinary, she'd dip her head down to examine her journal again.
Kyo, however, did not consult spells for good luck. She flipped through Kunoichi Today for secret tips for impressing their sempais and senseis. A strap of her white tank top slipped from her slim shoulder, and she absently replaced it. The window was open a crack, and it let through a breeze which tugged at the main scroll of a sort of shrine. Scolding the wind, she rightened the sacred object. Uchiha Itachi glared at her from the scroll, haughty in his Akatsuki cloak. More than a dozen candles dotted around the shrine, but were not confined to there. Her apartment was, in essence, a candle store without the store. She probably had boxes of them in her attic. Finding no article about how to deal with missions of the level they will probably be dealing with, she instead finds an article about how to keep a kunoichi's hair silky and shiny to the eye and touch. Ah! There's something every girl needs to know…and look! An article right next to it that describes the best way to thrust a kunai into a man's ribcage!
Nika sort of did a mini work out. Her apartment was roomy, but not quite roomy enough to install a punching bag. She puffed and sweated, took a shower and then threw herself upon the mountain of assorted pillows in her living room. Her staff and other equipment were all polished till they shone like a new Mercedes, and her living space was neat enough. Having nothing to do, she tilted her head over the corner to find a young lion cub curled up on a blanket. She grinned. CHAKRA's arrival meant a whole new ballgame….
MDO (Mission Distribution Office) 7:55 AM.
"OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMNG!!!" Mika hyperventilated. Nika twitched, and continued to pace.
"Alright, we all just need to calm down, alright? Alright? They're not going to give us….a B class mission right off the bat, right? RIGHT?!" shrieked Kyo, tugging at her long hair.
"Would you all relax? We're going in!" Iruka scolded, slightly nervous himself. He doubted he'd be needed for the actual mission, but he was fearful for what the girls would do. He felt that plaque on his desk at the Academy that read, "Umino Iruka-sensei, Sensei" quiver in fear. 'God, deliver me from the evils of the witches-I mean, angels that you have sent me!' He corrected himself mid-prayer because he had the strange feeling that the girls could read his mind sometimes. He pushed open the door and like a gentleman, let the girls in first. He actually had to swat them inside, for they were rigid as statues.
Tsunade-sama slouched at the long table with a few other high ranking Jounins. They all exchanged good mornings and salutations. Nika elbowed Kyo gently, and slung her arm around Mika-chan's neck to bring her into the whispered conversation.
"Hey, she really does have big-"
"NAKAMURA! GESSHOKU! KEISEI!"
"HAI!" and like good little soldiers (dripping in sarcasm) they saluted her as one. Tsunade eyed them dangerously, the young ones never quite understood how much power a Hokage had over her people….until they reached genin, that is. (Insert maniacal laughter)
Iruka's fingers itched to strangle his girls, but restrained himself when he saw a few of the older Jounins cover their mouths in amusement. 'Right now, I have to keep cool…'
"Hm. You're first D class mission-"
"HEY! We want a C class mission, Hokage-sama!" cried Nika, an insulted quirk to her mouth.
"YOU will receive whatever mission I give YOU," spat Tsunade, suddenly switching two papers in her hand and giving her clerk next to her the new one. 'Oh crap…' Iruka had a sense the girls were going to be severely pissed off….
Later…
"We have to…..find a….missing….ferret," Kyo had trouble putting all the words together in one coherent sentence, so she tried to speak slower. Iruka had decided to leave them to such a mundane task, only giving them instructions to learn how to use all of their abilities to their advantage; you know, team work.
Mika held the black and white photo between her fingertips. It was a cute little creature, granted, but….it was a ferret. At the very least, it was commonly thought that the girls were at least a step past the finding of lost pets and regular labor. They all thought they were at least to human protection or precious item delivery.
Apparently, Nika should have kept her mouth shut…
"Hey, don't give me that look, Mika-chan! She probably would have given us that one mission where you have to work on that farm or something…" Nika became defensive. 'I only said what everyone was thinkin'…' she moaned internally.
It should be noted that they originally thought this "mission" would be a piece of cake. After all, they had Nika's tracking ability, even if it was not quite as precise as Kiba or Akamaru. They also had the upper hands of intelligence and numbers.
Well, that was the theory, anyway.
"Go around-no, around the building! Yes, we can cut it-FLSMACK!" Mika's rushed instructions were sadly cut short as her feet fumbled, tripping over the sleek target. She landed perfectly….it was like there was a target painted onto her face that says, "Land here, please."
While Mika remained on the ground in shame, Nika was trying to coax the ferret out from the gutter of someone's house. Kyo finally came back from the other side of the street, halfway through Mika's instructions.
"Okay, this just sucks, okay? How are we supposed to catch something that can crawl into little slots in people's houses? Ugh!" and the redhead promptly sat down on a bench, growling at the critter. The weasel's eyes glittered mischievously
In an attempt to solve their problem, Nika wracked her brain for anything that dealt with the weasel family. What did it like to eat? Were ferrets nocturnal?
Weasel.
As in, a weasel.
Of course!!
"Kyo, look in my eyes," Nika began, placing herself in front of the Keisei. Kyo blinked, and Mika finally pried herself from the ground and scampered to look over the lion-eared girl's shoulder.
"What're you doing?" Nika waved her hands in small circles around Kyo's temples, which were hidden behind her long bangs. Her eyes were open, and unblinking. Kyo seemed to become transfixed.
"The ferret….is Itachi…You want him, you must capture him! The ferret is…" And this mantra was repeated several times. Kyo's sea foam eyes became dreamier than usual, and her mouth soundlessly formed the mantra. "FETCH, KYO-CHAN!"
"EH!?"
"Go get Itachi, Kyo-chan!" cried Mika, pointing to the weasel slink off. Kyo's eyes roared on fire, and she moved faster than she ever had in her entire life.
"I'LL GET YOU, YOU WEASEL YOU!" The cloud of dust from the road kicked up was rather bothersome, but the two remaining kunoichi's dared not complain, and instead grinned at each other, rather amused at the hypnosis-induced passion of their redheaded friend.
"Well, let's go make sure she hasn't attempted to acquire a marriage license for her and the poor thing, Nika-kun," giggled Mika, picking up one of her many bangles that fell from her wrist.
They spent a few weeks in this manner, forced to toil in silly missions that meant very little, paid very little and accomplished very little. Iruka rarely helped out on the dumb retrieval missions, but did assist when they were assigned manual labor like working on a farm or moving around files in the Hokage's record hall. Despite their complaining, the girls had a good part of the day to spend as they pleased, which, believe this author, they did as they pleased.
Kyo's favorite hobby was attempting to break into the old Uchiha manor and lifting articles that she claimed belong to her "love" which usually turned out to be something of Sasuke's, much to her horror. When not doing this, she tended to spend her free time drawing out very risqué scenes in her sketch book….well, if you don't know by now you need to stop reading this and slap yourself with a fish.
Nika preferred to wander about Konoha in the late afternoon, looking at things in general. She spotted several characters that she normally would walk up to and speak with, but didn't. She wanted to wait until later to start socializing with the game's characters. She was especially careful to avoid a certain character that she would rather not meet. She doubted she'd get along with him at all to begin with. When not wandering in and out of stores, or eating, she'd give CHAKRA a work out in order to prep him for future battles she planned to have him participate in. CHAKRA was eager to train and exercise, but was still young enough that he required several naps.
Mika's days were more varied than her two comrades. She nearly lived at the library where she dove into volumes of mental disorders. When not sneezing over the dust from the barely ever used books, she had a habit of running into Iruka-sensei. Iruka could tolerate Mika by herself; she only became a bit weird around her friends. During her time with Iruka, she'd sit at one of the desks and writing down stuff into her journal or doodling for a while in a quiet classroom while Iruka-sensei catches up on paperwork.
Life in the game passed this way with the girls going on as if they really belonged in that world. The game creators IRL were studiously monitoring the girls progress, and their bodies were in the best of hands twenty four seven. However, now was when everything would change. It was time the girls practiced their ninja skills.
"Girls, I've just received a new mission," Iruka began, his voice weary. The girls looked at him boredly.
"I swear, if it's another lost cat, I'm going to strangle the owner until they-"
"Nika…." sighed Iruka. She apologized half heartedly and continued to kick a tuft of grass in front of the DOA. The other two were pretty much half asleep on their feet. "Anyway, this mission is a B class mission," he stopped. He figured if he went any further, the girls wouldn't hear anything else anyway.
"B CLASS DID YOU SAY!?" Kyo snapped awake and grabbed Iruka by the collar of his jacket. He glared her down.
"Yes. Yes, I did," he growled, waving the mission papers in front of her face. The redhead spun around on the balls of her feet.
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"Finally! A mission that's not….wait, what are we doing?" Mika put her fingers together, in a lighter way than Hinata.
"A simple escort mission to Suna," Iruka read off the sheet.
"Suna, hah?" pondered the Nakamura, touching her chin briefly. "Who are we escorting?" 'I hope it's not Baki….He's a seedy character if there ever was one,' Nika thought, brows furrowed.
"Um, it says, Kankur- "
"OOOOOMMMMGGG!!!!" All three girls shrieked.
A bird fell out of the sky, rather dazed. Feeling quite dazed himself, Iruka peered at his three girls oddly.
They paid him no heed, and instead fell into a huddle.
"Kanky-kun! I can't believe we're going to see Kanky-kun, and be alone with him for three days to Suna!" breathed Mika, her face beet red.
"…We can give him new clothes to wear while he's in Konoha! We need to give that boy a make over; cuz that jump suit of his is not doing him justice!" Kyo stomped her foot on the ground for emphasis. Nika didn't squeal as much, but an appreciative grin split her face into two.
The girls continued to chatter about Kankurou's chest, his hair, his make up, his chest again when Iruka cleared his throat.
"Ah, girls…"
"What?" they all said at the same time. Iruka merely grinned, and pointed behind them. They whipped around.
Kankurou of the Sand stood, gawking at the trio of estrogen who were currently arguing over whether he wore boxers or not.
Narro: Okay, this took way too long to write. It's still not how I want, but whatever. Please rate and review people, it means a lot to me. You really have no idea.
Oh, check out my friend's stories, they're all really good, I promise you. Their user names are:
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Fullmetal is Kyo, and Moncolle is Mika from the story.