Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, the world would be a scary place.
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Childhood Memories: Utensils
By Demon's Cherry Blossom
"Hello, my name is Uchiha Itachi and I will be teaching your class today." The kid in the front of the class couldn't have been more than thirteen.
"Let it also be known that you are a total douche." Score Hinata!!
Class: 1 Itachi: 0
"I will be showing you how to make use of weapons in your surroundings when you run out on missions." Itachi said, obviously not fazed. "At the end of the lesson we will be going through simulations to put the lesson into practice."
"Uchiha-sensei, if I insulted you, would that count as a weapon?"
"No, Mister Inuzuka, it would not."
"What if it was a really good one, like-"Kiba, you finish that sentence and I will castrate you." Ah, so Sakura is in class today.
10 minutes later…
"Miss Haruno, could you please refrain from kicking my brother?" Eye twitch.
"I wasn't kicking him. I was river dancing and he got in my way." Innocent smile.
Class: 2 Itachi: 0
20 minutes after that…
"Mister Inuzuka, please refrain from crying!" Vein throb.
"Oops. Did my sarcasm hurt your feelings? Too bad." Innocent smile.
Class: 3 Itachi: 0
When the lesson finally finishes…
"Now, time for practical application. Miss Haruno, please come up here and demonstrate what you have learned."
"Okay!"
"Now, we are at a restaurant, and our target is sitting at the table next to us, what do we do?"
"We make up a story about how we remember them from school and join them, and when they obviously try to hit on the kunoichi of the team I tell them "If annoyed further, I shall spork your eyes out."
Class: 4 Itachi: 0
"No."
"No?"
"No."
"No."
"No."
"Yes."
"Yay, I was right!"
Class: 1,734 Itachi: 0
Itachi: Headdesk.
"Love you too Ita-chan."
End.
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