Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Author's note: This is more of a one- shot than a poem
This sucks.
I could be training instead of this.
I could be surpassing my levels of Chidori.
Keyword is could.
I could be training my Sharingan.
But no.
Darn Kakashi had brought us to a pool.
Not just us, but also Teams 8, 10 and Gai's team.
Oh how I hate them.
More people in the way.
This sucks.
While I sit here on the edge of the pool,
time is ticking.
Time is slipping away.
Precious time to be training just passing by.
This sucks.
While I sit here, the sun's rays hitting my skin,
I see all teams in the pool.
Splashing eachother water in the face as a 'water war'.
Poor idiots.
Trapped in their little world of happiness.
This sucks.
As I sigh and open my eyes,
water is being splashed at me.
"Come on, Sasuke-kun! It's fun!"
"Yeah, Sasuke- teme, come into the pool!"
I sigh.
I really don't know what I would do without them.
As they are in their world of happiness, so am I.
