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.