Back to the Academy
by Tiggs Panther
Umino Iruka sighed, not for the first time in the past day and a half. Being prepared for anything the ninja life could throw at you was one thing, but being forced to play teacher to one of the village's most dangerous traitors was another thing entirely. He'd take it up with the Hokage himself, except that he was already seeing exactly how much of a vindictive steak the old man could have at times.
Oh well, time to set today's bit of writing...
Plans for the Weekend
Konohamaru rubbed his forehead, stinging from the impact of a piece of chalk directly below the band of his goggles.
"As I was saying," said Iruka, irritably, "before Konohamaru demonstrated how not to avoid detection in a late-night mission, today's classwork is going to be a short essay." The whole class groaned at this. "I want you all to write a little bit about what your plans are for the weekend."
He regretted yawning out loud in front of a ninja teacher but not as much as he regretted not daring kick the guy next to him in the classroom, who was still laughing in that disturbingly gravelly way he did. Having an S-Class criminal as a classmate was annoying. Still, he reflected, this kind of lesson much be humiliating for the snake-man-thing. So it had its up-sides.
What I will do on my wekeend – by Konohamaru
This wekend I will be walking around the vilage with my grandfather. He is the Hokage and wants to be seen to be intrested in the rebuilding. I know he wud rather be helping out himself, but he is an old man even if he is a ninja master. But I can see that the people like seeing him around even if he just stands and watches. He protectd the vilage for them, so they fix it for him.
Having finished his own work, Konohamaru then had a look over at what other people were writing.
My Wonderful Weekend – by Moegi
Our next door neihbours have a new kiten. This weekend I will be taking my favuorite crayons and drawing it. I like coluoring things...
There was no real surprise there. He was also not surprised to find that the only part of Udon's scroll that matched the task was the title. The rest of the page was covered in sums.
There was one scroll that did surprise him, though.
My Grand Plan for the Weekend – by Orochimaru
When I am not stuck in this classroom I intend to spend my weekend planning the downfall of this pathetic little village. I shall map every path and building and catalogue every weakness, ready for when the time is ripe to exploit them.
I also want to eat some Ramen.
Sometimes Konohamaru almost felt sorry for Iruka-sensei.
He rubbed at his still-sore forehead.
Almost.
Same deal as usual. Naruto is not mine. The characters and setting is not mine. The idea is mine, although inspired by a conversation I had with a friend.
Special Note:
The kids' spelling errors are intentional, and are there for a reason. Any other typos are accidental, so please let me know if you find any.