Hey guys. This is the first story I've ever posted. I have most of it written all the way, so if you're not getting regular posts, its because all of you aren't reviewing, or I'm a lazy bastard, take your pick.
Just so you know, I tried to make this mostly serious, but my humor leaks out of the pores of my skin and I just can't help myself sometimes. Hope you like it.
Flamers, just know that I have +100006489 armor against flames. Be constructive people.
I own nothing. Especially Naruto. If I did own, then there would be no real reason for me to write fanfiction now would there. Think about it.
The students all anxiously awaited their turn to take the ninja exams, finally allowing them to become shinobi finally. This was the day of reckoning. This was the turning point in their lives where nothing would ever be the same. This was where they met their destiny.
Kagame Junichi was a rather tall and quiet boy. He wore a plain muscle shirt and plain training pants with two large fuuma shuriken hanging folded up on either of his sides. Nobody knew why he carried them, for he had never been seen using them in any way. He kept quiet and seemed to barely pay attention in class, and his grades reflected it. He wasn't stupid though, that much everyone could tell. There was some presence or aura about him that hinted at something deeper, something that none of them could quite understand.
Ogoru Ayane was a clumsy girl. She always tried as hard as she possibly could, but never achieved the success she, nor any of her instructors were looking for. She kept her long blond hair braided behind her so it stayed out of her face and she wore a black cloak that covered her whole body. She was a warm and good natured girl, always with a smile on her face and was well liked by many people.
Nagama Saotome was the class genius, though nobody knew how. It was never understood how somebody with his lazy and slightly stupefied attitude got him anywhere. All he did was sit around and play his guitar but somehow managed to keep up the highest grades in the class. His black spiked up hair and his lazy t-shirt and pants routine was always pretty unkempt and his appearance as a whole was sloppy. "All right" the teacher finally announced, "Your test is to henge into your teacher. As I call your names, come up and take the exam"
One after another they all went up most getting the technique down well enough. Ayane managed to do the transformation properly except for the fact that when she preformed the jutsu, her teacher had breasts. Everyone had a good laugh and she blushed deeply about it but the teacher passed her anyway while shaking his head. Everyone else passed well enough and got their headbands. Now all was left was for their jounin instructor…
Junichi, Ayane, and Saotome had been put in a team. It was the most out of the ordinary team anyone had ever seen. The class cluts, the class genius, and the class…whatever Junichi was, all in the same team. None of them had any real special talents that would make putting them together a smart idea. None of them understood it. None of them even talked as they waited for their jounin instructor. They had nothing to say. It was the most unexpected turn in their lives yet.
Just then a woman wearing a normal jounin outfit walked into the class. She had short red hair and green eyes. Her most noticible feature however was her cornucopia of cleavage.
"Um…I'm here for…" at this point the woman pulled out a piece of paper and looked at what was on it "Junichi, Ayane, and Saotome"
All of them groaned mentally as they followed her to the training area she led them to. She seemed to be a bit scatterbrained and kept trying to make idle conversation and stupid jokes, neither of which were effective in any sense.
"Allright, lets tell each other a bit about ourselves." The jounin said after reaching their destination "My name is Kanoe, I'm a jounin, I like to eat cookie dough ice cream and watch soap operas on tv. Now your turn" she said pointing at Junichi.
"My name is Junichi. I'm not a jounin. I like to train. Soap operas disgust me and I think that eating just for the sake of eating is disgusting" he said with sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"I'm Nagama Saotome dude. I like my guitar and I want to kick some serious ass. I also think that you have a nice rack. That is all." Saotome said with a grin. Kanoe punched him in the face.
"My name is Ogoru Ayane, and I really, really really, wanna be a shinobi. I'm not good at a whole lot of things, but I think soap operas are great" Ayane said with a big smile all over her face. The two guys stared at her.
"Well, now that we're introduced, we need to get down to business. I need you all to fight me so I can judge your ability or whatever… I can't really remember what all they told me to do at that teaching seminar… just go hide now" Kanoe stated at a length.
All of them immediately disappeared with the exception of Junichi, who sat there idly as if waiting for something.
"Aren't you going to hide or something" Kanoe asked him a little hesitantly.
"There would be no need. I'm simply giving my team time to formulate a plan and keep you busy. So I hope you GET A PLAN" he stated yelling back at the woods at his teammates.
Kanoe stared at him for a second to see if he was for real. He wasn't even standing up to face her. He was hiding something. She was no fool. She knew that for him to be so sure of himself he would have to have something up his sleeve. She decided to be careful about it and just threw a kunai at him.
Junichi flashed into action quite suddenly. In an instant he did a backflip right over the flying dagger and landed neatly on his feat.
"Pathetic" He spat on the ground "Of course, I can see that you sense it…It gives off an aura doesn't it…"
"What are you talking about?" Kanoe asked warily. The boy was definitely strange. She couldn't quite pinpoint it but she knew that he had a hidden strength.
"It's what I've worked for my entire life…Its what I strive to do. It will be what I become famous for. Its all the pain I endured to get what I have…but I don't think I'll use it. This isn't worth using it for…instead I'll simply apply strategic pressure" Junichi went on as he pulled out his double fuuma shuriken, wielding them as swords instead of shuriken. He runs at her with astonishing speed for a genin.
Kanoe was off guard for a second, his ranting seemed almost insane. There was something wrong with him. Even as she dodged his attacks she knew that he was good. He was amazing for a genin. His grades didn't show it but this young man had endured a lot of pain and trained for hours on end every day to achieve what he had. She continued to dodge his attacks and ,finally seeing an opening, landed a swift kick to the side of his head sending him out cold.
As he lay there Kanoe shivered. She had heard of children possessed by demons and other such things on her soap operas and feared the worst for this boy. He just gave her the creeps. She headed off into the woods to look for the other two.
Ayane wasn't hiding very well. She stood up and held branches in different directions as if pretending to be a tree. Kanoe actually stopped and stared at her for a second to see what she was doing. Just as she was about to move toward her Saotome jumped up from some nearby bushes and threw a barrage of kunai and shuriken at her. Kanoe jumped out of the way quickly and ran at him. The boy was barely able to defend himself and went down in a few hits. Ayane was stunned and didn't even need to be taken down because she fainted when she saw Saotome fall unconscious.
All three of them woke up tied together around a pole. Kanoe sat on a stump nearby shaking her head.
"Individually, you are the most mismatched and physically weak team I've ever encountered. You have some idea of teamwork but you're so mismatched that it doesn't matter. You all have bad taijutsu, and you didn't get enough time to do anything else. You all pass but we are going to train as hard as possible to get you all to an acceptable level" Kanoe berated while they sat there.
"I have my own training to do" Junichi stated plainly "Your training wont help me"
"Well mister high and mighty, why don't you teach us a thing or two!" Saotome yelled at him "We're all just dying to know why you think you're too good to train with us"
Junichi was silent for a time and finally he loosens himself from the ropes and stands up. "Not yet." He said plainly "While I don't plan to keep my techniques to myself, you're not ready. In time you can learn what I know, but until then you must all wait."
"Sure…" Kanoe said a little creeped out. "Right now you're going to do some taijutsu practice on a nearby tree until I deem you worthy to go home. Is that understood?"
Junichi looked at her for a second then at a tree. Suddenly a great amount of chakra gathered in his hand and he thrust it towards a tree. In a split second, the tree shattered and its remains fell to the ground with a crash.
"Can I go?" he asked simply and deliberately.
Everyone stared at him. They stared at the tree. They stared at his arm. Finally he got tired and just left and still they all sat there silently, not knowing what to say. They all went home and didn't say a word. That night they each had nightmares about Junichi. Some of them were with him killing things one after another, other dreams were of him getting killed slowly and painfully, but they were all nightmares. All would haunt everyone for a long time.
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