*Hey guys! Short chapter, I know, so I'll do another one today. I'll work on updating about one chapter a day, since that will give me plenty of time to write. Again, reviews are amazing. Oh, exciting news. I have a follower! Someone favorited my story! You know who you are, so give yourself a humongous chocolate cake as a reward! Without further ado: Chapter 4. P.S. I want to take Naruto from Kishimoto. Ideas?*
"Mother fucking fucker!" I hissed at my dismal attempts to throw a shuriken. We were at the practice field in the afternoon when I discovered I had absolutely no talent for throwing projectiles. Kunai, well, at least those HIT the target, albeit at an angle and none of them actually sticking, but shuriken? Hah! Kill me now.
I growled as my flurry of shuriken hit everywhere BUT the target, one of them even clanging off a rock and shooting back at me.
With a screech, I hit the dirt, only to hear a clang and a shout of outrage come from behind me.
I turned around to see Iruka-sensei glaring at me, a kunai in his hand and my shuriken at his feet. He had barely managed to draw it in time to keep from getting skewered.
I chuckled nervously as I sat up, scratching the back of my head. "Uh, hi, Iruka-sensei."
He glared at me. "Really, Ibukai?"
"It's not my fault I suck." I muttered, dusting myself off.
He sighed and walked off, muttering about how even Naruto was better than I was. It was, admittedly, sadly true. At least Naruto HIT the target.
Sepi laughed as she walked up behind me. "Wow, you really suck."
"Not you, too." I groaned, picking up my shuriken that were everywhere BUT embedded in the target. In a huff of frustration, I punched the target.
"Why can't I hit it?!" I yelled.
She raised an eyebrow. "How did that feel?"
I glared at her, and Miko laughed, walking up next to her.
"Not you, too." I said, almost pleading.
He wore a smirk. "What? I wasn't saying anything."
"Alright everyone, inside!" Iruka called. "The final lesson today will be about the history of the Leaf Village's clans!"
Sepi threw her arm over Hinata's shoulders. "Come on, let's figure out how to prank Iruka-sensei during this."
"B-b-but we can't!" The shy girl protested.
"Come on," Sepi said conspiratorially, "Naruto's going to help."
Hinata's cheeks went beet-red. "B-b-b-b-but-"
"No arguments!" Sepi said cheerfully. "Naruto, get over here!"
"Where's Ibukai?" Miko said thoughtfully, coming up on Sepi's other side. "Furthermore, why are you torturing our poor sensei? He didn't ask to deal with you."
"HEY!"
"It's true!"
No one noticed Ibukai, frowning with concentration, taking up his stance in front of the shuriken targets again, pulling back his arm, and letting it fly…
...and cursing as it missed again.
No one, that is, besides the cloaked figure hidden in a tree.
I dropped onto my back on top of the Fourth Hokage's head.
"I'm never going to get the hang of it." I groaned, laying an arm over my eyes.
"Cheer up." Sepi said, smiling. Apparently, Iruka-sensei had been at the butt end of a...rather messy paint prank that I had missed due to practicing with shuriken. She, needless to say, had promptly filled me in on all the details.
"I can't believe you dragged poor Hinata in on it." I said for about the millionth time.
"She wasn't caught! Besides, it was good for her and Naruto to bond!"
I glared at her. "Stop shipping them."
"Never!"
Miko sighed. "How much more of you guys do I have to deal with?"
We looked at each other and grinned. "Forever!" We chorused at the same time.
He groaned.
