"Hey, Tsunami, want some ramen?" Naruto called from his kitchen and I shook my head.
"No, Naruto, I'm all ramen-ed out. And also, Shikamaru told me that ramen is made out of lard yesterday and I just don't know if I can look at a bowl of ramen the same way," I replied and he emerged from the kitchen.
"No way!"
"No way what?" I asked.
"No way is ramen made out of lard! It tastes way to good to be made out of something so gross!" Naruto argued.
"People make cakes and cookies and a bunch of other stuff out of ingredients that would be gross on their own, Uzumaki. Just face it-you're eating lard!" He wrinkled his nose and disappeared into the kitchen again.
"I don't care if it's lard! It's still my favorite food and I'm not gonna stop eating it!" he cried and I rolled my eyes.
"I didn't say you had to stop eating it, Naruto. I was just telling you what it was made out of."
"Well, even so," he said, putting a cup of Instant Ramen in the microwave and pressing a button. "I can't believe someone tried to burn the Academy down. Do you have any idea who it is?"
"How would I know that?" I asked, uneasily as he waited for the 3 minutes to be up on the microwave.
"I don't know. I was just wondering if you had any ideas. I think it was Sasuke!" Naruto proclaimed and I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
"You're just out to get Sasuke. Why would he try to burn down the Academy?" I asked. Note I said 'tried'. The ninjas of the Leaf Village had managed to put the Academy out before it completely burned down, and now every ninja in the village was working to rebuild it.
"Who knows? He's so angry all the time!" Naruto cried and then grinned. "Hey, do you think you could go around and tell everyone it was me?" Naruto had cut back on pulling attention-seeking stunts since he got my letter on Valentine's Day, but I guess he was starting up again.
"What? Naruto, no! Do you know how much trouble you could get in for arson? I won't let you do that to yourself! People won't only notice you, they will hate yo-"
"Okay, okay, I get it!" Naruto moaned and then grumbled under his breath. BEEP BEEP BEEP! "Ooh, the ramen's done!" He quickly grabbed the steaming hot cup from the microwave and sat down next to me with it.
"Have fun with your cup of lard," I mocked and he rolled his eyes at me.
"I will, thank you!"
"So did you hear about the Academy almost burning down?" Shikamaru asked. We were both lying on his favorite bench, watching the clouds.
"No, Shikamaru, I had no idea even though everyone I know is talking about it and I see the charred remains every time I walk to Kyoko's house," I replied, sarcastically.
"You don't have to be mean," he joked and then sighed. "Who do yo think did it?"
"Naruto asked me the same thing," I said and Shikamaru tore his gaze away from the clouds to look at me.
"What did you tell him?"
"That I don't know."
"Did you tell him the truth? I mean, do you really know who did it?" he asked and I started to feel weird.
"Of course I told him the truth, just like I'm telling you the truth. Why would I lie?" I asked.
"I don't know. Why would you?" he asked and I sighed.
"You don't believe me, do you?" Well if Shikamaru already suspects something, then maybe I should just tell him, I thought, but my words of advice to Naruto rang in my ears: 'Do you know how much trouble you could get in for arson? I won't let you do that to yourself! People won't only notice you, they'll hate you!'
"No, I do," he said and I nodded.
"Okay, good." I had to take my own advice.
