Genre: General

Character: Rock Lee

Rating: T

Words: 417

Author's Note: Next up is the Green Beast of Konoha! Or as I will call him A Genius of Hard Work. I kind of got the name from a fic I've read so...thanks to lankree...eheh. Sorry, my writing process's a bit slow. -hits head- I've been getting lazy as well as doing some of my work for my classes.

Gomen-nasai!

Replies: (yay! -tosses candies to...-)

god i dont care- Oh, so it's actually Genma who refereed the first match...thanks! It's actually been a while since I've watched that part (that and the fillers that the producers keep putting in. When will they get on to the main point!)Shikamaru? Well,...I'm planning to put him up...uh, right after Gai's one-shot (which will come out pretty soon!) D Until then.

"Okay! -huff- If I -huff- don't finish -huff- running 200 laps, -huff- I will -huff- jump 200 jacks! -huff-" Rock Lee shouted to himself as he continued running around the large training grounds, sweating and panting. So far, he reached 180. 20 more to go.

This was a daily routine for him. The green-clad nin practiced at the crack of dawn until the late evening. But that's only when there's no mission for him or his team.

Some of his many goals was to show his stoic teammate, Hyuuga Neji, that a hard worker like him can overcome a genius. As of yet, he hadn't achieved that goal, which inspired him to work even harder than before.

Another was to ask Haruno Sakura out, which he wasn't able to do since she only had eyes for the other genius, Uchiha Sasuke.

But one of his main goals he strived to achieve...was to become as great a shinobi as his idol and sensei, Maito Gai. It was because of him that he wants to grow stronger.

He knew that he wasn't any good with illusionary techniques but as for taijutsus,...he's one of the best.

Lee then stopped, finally able to finish his laps. It was getting a bit easier now. Before he couldn't finish without collapsing onto the ground and wouldn't be able to get up for an hour or so.

Also...back then Gai was watching him too. He actually cared for the round-eyed teen and he was glad to know that someone would be there to watch his back.

The sun hits dead center in the sky. It was noon.

Time for 200 jumping jacks.

Silver: Blah!