4
C-class
It was supposed to a c-class mission Sasuke thought broodingly. Though his stoic features betrayed no emotion. It was supposed to be a c-class mission with some blood, some action, some fun. Instead the Uchiha heir found himself hunched over a desk, grading tests that the academy student's took last week.
'Well,' the boy smirked, 'at least I'm having a better time than Uzumaki.' The other boy was hunched over the problems, not quite knowing the answers himself, and scooted closer to Sakura for a peek at the answers only to be slapped away.
'How is this a c-class mission again?' Sasuke asked the ceiling light before slashing viciously at a poor student's incorrect answer with his red pencil taking sadistic glee at the thought of the child's horror stricken face. The boy swiped away strands of his black hair before starting to slash out even more incorrect answers on the same paper. This student was an idiot. But then again how could he be worse than the genius to his right…?
"Sakura-san! Just once P-L-E-A-S-E!"
Sasuke winced. Naruto was giving Sakura the face. The face that rendered all of Sasuke's dignity useless: Naruto's puppy dog face. But Sakura amazed the Uchiha by rejecting it with ease.
"For the last time Naruto, no. And what's up with the suffix?" She paused to give a mock shiver "You're giving me the creeps."
But even Sakura – sworn hater of Naruto – crumbled under the mighty pout of the Uzumaki.
Sasuke sighed again. With even that source of entertainment of watching Naruto's pain gone, how was he to live through this mission? How had it started anyway? This morning, he had been fighting Naruto when their sensei had arrived…
"Yo, shokun! Aren't you excited by your upcoming c-class mission?" Kakashi paused to look at Sasuke's deadpan face. "Good! Because you're going to be on your own; I will not be assisting you. I have another mission to attend to."
And the next thing team seven knew they were in front of the ninja academy…
"Ganbare."
Flipping open icha icha paradise, the man was gone. That was when a white haired man came to fill up the vacated spot.
" You must be the substitutes for Iruka-sensei!" The man greeted. "Please come in, come in!"
The next thing they knew they were drowning under piles of paperwork.
"And since tomorrow is a school day, you'll get to meet the children!" The man, Mizuki, told them all too cheerfully.
Sasuke blanched at the memory. Cursing lightly, he slashed at an incorrect question, repeatedly.
"Oi!" Naruto poked his head between Sasuke's face and the test paper he was grading. " You finished yet?"
The boy looked up at Sasuke with wide blue eyes.
"Dobe, what does it look like?" Sasuke grumbled, scratching off another problem and continuing to move the pen to slash Naruto's nose.
"HEY!" Naruto growled, rubbing violently at his marked nose. Then his expression twitched into a strained smile. " Why don't you give it to Sakura? She offered to do mine…"
The blonde trailed off, his voice was sweet as if he had forgotten about what Sasuke had done. But the twitching eyebrow and the vein in his temple spoke otherwise.
"She did, did she?" Sasuke glanced in her direction. The girl immediately started to blush consciously before turning her gaze from Sasuke's face to the test paper.
"But why would you want me to give it to her?" Sasuke asked Naruto suspiciously.
"So we can spar, you bastard." Then, as if saying something obvious, Naruto added, "Then I can use you to mop the hall." Grinning his fox-like grin, he jumped out the window and called back into the classroom "Of course even the floor doesn't deserve to be wiped by the face of a coward!" Followed by gleeful laughter...
Sasuke growled before dumping his unfinished share onto Sakura's desk.
"I'll leave it to you." The boy muttered before darting after his rival's trail out the window.
Sakura sighed contentedly as she stared at Sasuke's added pile. For a few words from him, doing his and Naruto's work was worth it…
Naruto gritted his teeth, receiving a kick to his gut was never one his favorite things to do; in fact, it was one of his least favorite things of all time. Growling, he slashed at Sasuke with an open hand. He kept the hand open to use it as a pivot when he flipped, attacking Sasuke's head with a kick. However Sasuke blocked it by crossing his arms over his head and used Naruto's vulnerable position to kick him back.
The spar seemed to be in Sasuke's favor and as always, it covered a lot of ground. By the time Sasuke and Naruto finally started to sweat, they were all the way down the main street of Konoha.
Naruto, refusing to be bested, lashed out at Sasuke viciously. A barrage of punches – Sasuke was able to dodge or block most of them but when one managed to nick him, it hurt like hell. Naruto always was really powerful. Klutzy, but boy, did he pack a punch.
"Tsk." Sasuke ticked his tongue before throwing a kunai to make Naruto back off. The first kunai thrown since the beginning of the spar, Naruto took that as the okay signal to counter with the first jutsu.
"Kage bunshin no jutsu!"
'The fuck! When did he learn that?' Sasuke winced as a kick from one of the six Naruto clones threw him into a store door. To Sasuke's immense horror the door blasted open and his back ended up making painful contact with a counter. 'That Uzumaki is so dead.'
Glowering, Sasuke grunted as he started to get up. He grunted again as a body threw him back down. The blond that was on him wrapped his arms around Sasuke's neck and Sasuke felt an immature urge to barf.
Ignoring the squeals of the blonde, Sasuke got up despite the blonde's added weight.
"Oi Sasuke!" Naruto jumped into the store "You're not dead… are…"
"…"
"…"
(AN:Perfect place to end ne?Just kidding, not end of fic, pleasekeep reading)
"Oi, Sasuke, are you aware of the girl that is clinging on to your neck?" Naruto's gaze turned alternately from Sasuke to the blonde girl draped over Sasuke in a strangely possessive manner.
"Hn." Sasuke scuffed his foot before taking a step closer to Naruto.
"And you have yet to do anything about it?" The blonde boy raised an eyebrow. While saying this, Naruto's hand darted out to grasp a lock of Sasuke's bangs. The blonde wrapped the hair round a finger.
"She has quite the death grip…"
Sasuke replied conversationally as he turned his gaze away from the questioning eyes of his teammate to stare at the burden on his shoulder. Naruto tugged the hair in his hands harshly in order to bring Sasuke's gaze back on him.
"Oi dobe you!" Sasuke was about to make a lunge at the blonde, the person/burden on his shoulders completely forgotten, when the said person/burden suddenly got off to stare at Naruto.
"Ka–kawaii" The blonde girl advanced on the 'cute' boy. "Dare? Namae wa?"
Sasuke's eyebrows started to twitch again as he stared at the scene before his eyes. Weren't they supposed to be sparring? The dark haired boy didn't even notice the pout growing on his own mouth as he watched Ino continue to shower questions upon Naruto – who was practically foaming at the mouth from the female attention. The Uchiha wondered who was more irritating and whether it was better to kill the girl or the boy. Luckily for both, his thoughts were cut short by an annoyed voice.
"Oi, Ino! You asked us to help you yet you refuse to help yourself…. Che, how troublesome." The speaker slowly made his way toward the slightly dented counter. "Eh? Sasuke jya nai…?"
The Uchiha twitched at the seemingly endless interruptions but grumbled a reply. "Took the wrong turn."
The lazy boy raised an eyebrow but left it at that. Probably thought it too troublesome. Luckily, Ino detached herself form Naruto that moment to glare at the lazy boy.
"Shikamaru! I was getting a acquainted with a new face. As a ninja of this village, I think it is my duty to check out new faces." The girl huffed before turning to tending to a flowerpot that had been knocked over when Sasuke made his 'surprise entrance'.
'You don't have to feel obligated…' Sasuke grumbled mentally 'In fact, please don't bother us… er, yourself with trying to get to know him.'
The stoic boy then walked over to a collapsed Naruto, who had flopped down in relief when Ino had taken her attention away from him. As Sasuke stood before the fallen blonde boy, he was considering the three options of :
1. Helping Naruto up
2. Ignoring Naruto and leaving
3. Kicking the dobe, then leaving
Once again Sasuke's dangerous thoughts were put to a halt by a new entrance. This new arrival immediately occupied himself with arguing with Ino. Both participants of the argument started flapping their arms animatedly.
"Ino! I'm hungry! I don't wanna try to busy myself by placing non-edible plants into pots!" The boy huffed.
"Flowers, Chouji; they are called FLOWERS."
"Non-edible flowers."
"Is that how you see the world? Divided between edible and non-edible? You fa…" The argument came to a abrupt pause. Sasuke witnessed both Ino and Shikamaru's shoulders tense suddenly as Chouji waited expectantly. Ino looked like she wanted to hit the rewind button but she managed a cover…
"Fa… famished, gluttonous pi…. Big… boy… you…."
Quite the lame finish ne?
(AN: Eheh?)