Chapter 4

Hey peeps, hope you like this chapter, it's quite a bit longer than the others and the future ones will only be bigger. I only got one person reviewing about the teams so Hashirama is with Kakashi. I made it interesting on how he joined him though. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I only own my OC

When Hashirama woke up, Naruto was already sitting at their table, eating from a cup of instant ramen and drinking from a carton of milk which he was sure had been there for months too long. Not that he'd tell Naruto that though, if he was stupid enough to drink out of date milk then that was his own fault.

He sat down across from him and prepared himself a glass of orange juice from the carton, not one for food so early in the morning. They didn't bother trying to talk with each other. Naruto knew Hashirama wouldn't have replied even if he did try to start a conversation. The older boy didn't like morning's, and never really woke up till around Nine AM. Hashirama stood up from his chair, put his now empty glass in the sink and walked to the bathroom, shuffling along like the living dead.

Line Break

30 minutes later Naruto and Hashirama stood side by side, staring at each other in front of their only mirror. Naruto wore his traditional orange jumpsuit, while Hashirama wore a white long-sleeved shirt covered with a low hanging collar, showing the top of the chainmail shirt bellow, and had dark red cargo pants. He had dark red fingerless gloves on his hands, and wore the typical shinobi sandals, which were also dark red. Hashi wasn't one for fancy or exotic clothes, but he did have a thing for the colour red.

Both boys simultaneously looked down at the headbands, one black, the other blue. The brighter haired blonde smiled at the memories that his headband gave him, while the lighter haired one frowned in confusion, remembering the events that had let to him owning the new Hitai-ate.

Flashback

"So, I see you're not wearing your headband hmm" Hiruzen spoke to the child. They'd just finished arguing over the registration photo. An argument which Lord Hokage had somehow won, much to Hashi's dismay and Hiruzen's delight.

"Nah, I don't wanna wear it until tomorrow, just in case it gets ruined." Lord Third hummed in understanding.

"From Naruto's paint?" Nod. Hiruzen chuckled. He studied the boy's face closely, before seeming to come to a decision. "Stay here for a moment will you Hashi." He stood and walked out of the room. Hashi left standing confused in the now empty space.

With Hiruzen

He strolled into a room filled with old pieces of Shinobi equipment, from headbands to kunai. Hiruzen walked past these objects into another separate more excluded room.

This one seemed the same as the previous, but the thing Lord Third was searching for seemed to be present. He walked to the right of the room, where there sat three framed photos, and in front of each photo was a worn, black shinobi headband.

The first of a snake like man with black hair, the other a huge man with a huge mane of spiky white hair, the top of which bore resemblance to Hashirama's own. The last was a woman with light blonde hair and light brown eyes.

Hiruzen said nothing as he grabbed the headbands in front of the last two ninja and tore off the metal on both forehead protectors, and placed the ladies on top of the man's now plain headband, before using some screws to connect the two. The Third Hokage spared one last misery filled glance at each of the photos before exiting the room.

Hiruzen quietly re-entered the room, only to sweat-drop at seeing his grandson in all but blood sitting in his chair spinning in circles. He gave a quiet cough to get the brown eyed boys attention.

"I'd like you to have this Hashirama." He held it out to the confused young boy, who hesitantly reached out his hand to take it.

"B-but Gramps, I already have a hitai-ate? Why are you giving this to me?" The old man suddenly looked twice his age, and sadness swirled in his eyes. Hashirama was shocked to see pity in his Grandfathers eyes, especially directed at him.

"Please Hashirama, accept this gift, and try not to think too much about it." Hashirama nodded dumbly and took the gift, never had he heard his grandad sound so depressed.

"I want you to remember Hashirama, when you wear that headband, you're wearing more than just a forehead protector." Hashi frowned, he didn't understand. The old man noticed the look and gave a throaty chuckle. "You don't need to understand it my boy, just promise you'll never forget, you're carrying more than just fabric with you when you wear that hitai-ate." Hashirama nodded, a determined look in his eyes. He had no idea what his grandfather was talking about, but he'd take it to heart either way. Hiruzen smiled, comforted by the familiar look the blonde's eyes.

"We'll off you go then, I'm sure Naruto is waiting for you." Hashi ran off without another word. Hiruzen sighed and stared at the spot the young Shinobi once stood, before gazing out the window, staring out at the village he ruled.

At least now, he thought, you've got a part of each of them with you, no matter where you go.

Flashback End

Hashi still had no idea what his grandfather was talking about, but those words had never left his mind, constantly echoing in his sleepless nights. He put a hand up to his head and rubbed his temples, trying to fend off the incoming headache. He was missing something.

"Oi, Hashi! Let's go!" Hashirama jumped, he'd totally forgotten about the moron. He was standing in the entrance to their apartment, waiting for his friend to follow, hitai-ate wrapped firmly around his forehead.

Hashirama turned back to his own headband still sitting on the bench. He couldn't help the wide grin that spread across his face, one full of joy and excitement, not like his usual sarcastic or sinister smirks. He reached down and picked up the headband, before copying his friend and wrapping the it tightly around his forehead.

"All right Naruto! Let's do this!" Hashirama shouted, before running to the side of the room and leaping out the always open window. "Hahaha! Hurry up you slow poke! We're gonna be late!" He ignored his roommate's shout of anger and the slamming of a door. He ran towards the academy grounds with a wide smirk on his face, not bothering to contain his excitement.

Line Break

"Your mine now Naruto!" Hashi facepalmed at Konohamaru's pathetic attempt at attacking his friend, and the facepalmed again when the boy tripped and fell on his face.

"The hell are you doing Kono, shouldn't you be training with Ebisu?" Konohamaru looked up.

"Oh, hey Aniki, didn't see you there," twitch. "Nah Ebisu sensei has his normal Jounin duties today, so I decided I'd come find you so that we could play ninja, but then I saw Naruto walking along and just couldn't pass the chance to launch a surprise attack at my eternal rival!"

Wow, he said all that in one breath, Hashirama mumbled in his mind. He must be pretty excited to see us.

"Sorry Konohamaru, but we've got an orientation to go to." Naruto said.

"O-orientation?" Both older boys grinned.

"That's right Kono, as of today, we're Ninja!" A cocky smirk took its usual place on Hashi's face.

"Believe it" Naruto added, verbal tick coming into play.

"No way!" Konohamaru whispered, voice full of awe. "You became a ninja Aniki?" Silence. Hashirama exploded into action, a huge tick mark appearing next to him temple.

"What the hell does that mean you little brat!?" Konohamaru squealed and jumped back, not wanting to feel the force behind that fist.

"Nothing Aniki! It's just...ahh. It's impressive you became a ninja without giving it all your effort, ya know. With all the time you spend at the casinos you can't have studied a lot." That seemed to be the right thing to say, because the red fiery aura surrounding the boy disappeared and was replaced by a smug smirk,

"Well I suppose it's alright then. You are correct after all…" Naruto sent Kono an impressed look, ignoring the prattling Hashirama.

"Wow good job, I never woulda thought to play on his ego like that."

"Thanks."

Line Break

Hashirama frowned at the orange blonde in front of him, dopy grin on his face, smile so wide his eyes had closed. Although considering who was standing in front of it wasn't too surprised.

About 10 minutes ago, 5 minutes after the blonde duo had arrived, Sakura Haruno and Ino Yamanaka had burst through the door, arguing over who had entered first. This wasn't shocking, the two girls were constantly fighting over the most ridiculous things. What did annoy him was the love struck look on his friends face at the sight of the pink haired girl.

He couldn't understand his complete obsession with the girl who was always so cruel to him. It just didn't make sense. He'd told his friend as much plenty of times before, but he'd always been shrugged off. Naruto insisted that the pinkette was kind and had a good heart. Hashirama didn't see it.

The next thing they knew Sakura had run over to the bright blonde's side, which caused Naruto to blush and Hashi to gape in shock. But no, she'd been running to Sasuke. So here they were, Naruto attempting to talk to Sakura, who was trying to talk to Sasuke, who was ignoring everyone in his own brooding way.

Hashirama sighed at the crowd of fangirls now gathering in front of him, all desperately wanting to sit next to their precious Sasuke. He jumped when he heard a bang, and looked up to find Naruto squatting on Sasuke's desk staring at him with squinting eyes. He could see the thought's running through the shorter boy's head, and sighed. Give it up Naruto, pretty boys like him get all the attention.

Bang! Smooch! Hashirama stared in morbid fascination at the sight before him. His best friend and roommate had locked lips with the last Uchiha.

"Pfft…Hehehe" The shock had now passed and Hashirama had to use every part of his being to stop himself from bursting out laughing.

"Na-ru-to!" the sight of the furious fangirls with a glowing aura surrounding them sent Hashi over the edge.

"Hahahahah! Oh God! I can't breathe! I can't breathe! I'm dying! Hahahaha!" Hashirama fell to the floor clutching his stomach. His face had turned red from the lack of air his lungs were receiving. He wasn't the only one laughing though. Many of the other males in the class had lost control of their laughter and were clutching their stomach's.

Unknown to all the Genin in the room The Jounin Sensei's watching from the Hokage's crystal ball were also laughing.

"Hahaha. Naruto, in the middle of trouble as usual, and Hashirama always nearby and ready to laugh at him. Another normal day for those two." The other Shinobi chuckled at their Kage's words.

"Hmm, Naruto Uzumaki and Hashirama. Interesting" Lord Third looked up from the ball to Kakashi Hatake's mask covered face when he spoke, and could immediately tell what the young man was thinking by the exhausted look in his eyes. Hiruzen couldn't blame the prodigy though, he'd been having similar thoughts. Those boys are just like their mothers. Trouble.

Line Break

10 minutes later and one godly beat down on Naruto, Hashirama was still giggling away.

"…and Hashirama, you will all be on Team 15." Hashi stopped his giggles and looked up at his sensei, who last he noticed had been giving one of his usual lectures. He never really listened to them, but obviously should of this time, because now he had no idea what was going on.

Hashirama heard two no-named girls in the room start groaning about not being with the last Uchiha and his right eyes twitched in disbelief. There was no way his Grampa had put him on a team with those two fangirls. Oh he was definitely hearing about this. The entrance to the class flew open and there stood a man with a toothpick sitting in his mouth.

"Hey, I'm Genma Shiranui. Team 15 meet me at training ground 2," and he walked out without another word. Hashirama's eye twitched violently at his supposed sensei. Gramps was getting an earful, he swore it.

Line Break

"You fail, you two are both going back to the academy."

"What!? Why sensei? And why just us two? Hashirama didn't do any better then us!" Genma flinched at the voice of the young Genin hopeful's voice.

"Hashirama figured out that the aim of this test was teamwork and tried to have the two of you help him, but you were too focused on passing to hear him out. He shouldn't be held back because of your foolishness." Genma looked at said Genin and smirked around his toothpick.

Hashirama stood with his arms crossed and a satisfied grin on his face, clearly very pleased with himself. That expression was a big change from a few minutes ago. When both girls had refused to help him find their sensei, he'd looked ready to beat them into the ground, and when Genma had said they failed, well he looked ready to carry out their deaths with his bare hands.

"Well I'm going to inform the Hokage about what happened here. You two can go explain to your families why you aren't ninja and hand in your headbands. Hashirama, come with me." Hashi practically skipped to the Jounin's side, and the moment he did they both vanished in a swirl of leaves, leaving behind two now heartbroken academy students.

Line Break (Lots of these aye)

"So, Genma has told me that you are very fit for being a Shinobi, and if you had been paired with someone else you most likely would have passed. So, what do I do with you Hashirama?"

The only two people in the room were Lord Hokage and Hashi. All the other Jounin had left earlier, including Genma. Hashi didn't answer the old man, didn't know to reply to such a question. Lord Third went to speak again but was cut off by the appearance of a man with spiky silver hair holding an orange little book in his hand.

"Ahh, Kakashi. Come to report on your test?"

"Not really Lord Hokage, I won't be testing my hopeful students until tomorrow. I just happened to overhear your conversation with the boy here and decided to offer my assistance." Hiruzen grinned to himself at the words of the masked ninja in front of him, well aware the man had been sitting out his office window for quite some time now.

"Since I won't be testing my students until tomorrow, he could always join them. While unusual it's not unheard of for there to be a four-man squad." Hashirama grinned, this was perfect!

"Yes! That'd be great! Thanks so much Cyclops sensei!" Both Shinobi sweat-dropped at Kakashi's newest nickname. Hiruzen smiled at the blonde's enthusiasm and gave a nod of approval.

"I suppose this is the best course of action, besides I'm sure Naruto will be thrilled to have you on his team...if you pass that is." Hashirama eyes widened before he gave a large fist pump, huge grin still present.

"Yes! Thanks Grampa, Sensei! I won't let you down!" Hashirama ran out of the office with all the eagerness of a 12-year-old boy, causing the two still present in the room to smile at his infectious happiness. Kakashi turned back to his leader before turning his head away from the sly look directed at the younger man.

"That was an interesting move you pulled there Kakashi, care to tell me about it?" Kakashi turned towards the exit, not bothering to look back at the village leader.

"Nothing to talk about Lord Third, just helping out a fellow ninja. Well I best be off, I have a lot of reading to do. I have a feeling I won't be getting the chance to do much more of it." Hiruzen snickered at the copy-ninja's words and his not so subtle way of escaping questioning. Before Kakashi could leave the room Hiruzen spoke.

"Kakashi. They'd all be very proud of you." Kakashi froze at the door to the office before lowering his head in gratitude of the Legendary Shinobi's words. Before he closed the door, he whispered one final thing into the room.

"Thank you Lord Hokage, I hope your right."

Hey guys, did you like it? I hope there aren't too many errors or anything. Did you like how I got Hashirama onto Team 7? I figured I could just have him be there off the top but thought I'd try something little different. The next chapter won't be out till like Wednesday (Australia Time), I've got a birthday to go to on both Sat and Sun. The Sunday one is paintball, which I also played today, and have discovered I'm terrible at. Have a good weekend guys.

Cheers.