AN: sry….brain's not working……I guess I'll put off the exam until another chapter….lazy me…
Hitomi No Ryu: for some reason….people r always sensitive about uchiha names…….gah…..overlook the name………………………..thank you for reviewing!
R. K. R:
Peter Kim: I appreciate your review, but alas I have plans different from ur ideas. Don't worry, Konohamaru's gonna b in there…
Thorn1484: ah…..hotaru actually is a name, and not mine either………thanks for telling me anyways. I can understand how you feel that way about the original Naruto characters, but my opinion is that if I erase their childish qualities, they wouldn't be them...but then, they won't always be like that…(when you read lee, think gai…)
Nancy: ah……u know who the sensei it now!
Anti-thule: ….what r u confused about?
Zerosaver: close guess, but not close enough…read between the lines…….thanks for the review!
AN: I'm losing my touch………….anyways, READ.
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I did not deserve this.
I truly, truly did not deserve this.
Why, of all of the ninjas in the Leaf, must a lunatic be selected to fill the position as instructor for team 5? Somebody up there must be extremely hateful towards me, else the scene presented before me would never have happened. Not the ugly, clinging spandex, not the blinding smile, not the shiny bowl cut, not the annoyingly loud exclamations, nothing. Pure, blissful, nothing. Dad's lazy "how troublesome" would have been an angel's voice compared to….
"May the power of youth override any confusion you may have in terms of your training!"
…this.
I rubbed my head as a pounding headache came on. The clouds were swirling together into strange patterns. The other two members of my team had on expressions of pain, the very same look in which I was attempting to mask for the past ten minutes. Lee-sensei's introduction was lengthy, filled with unnecessary information and (for the lack of a better word) STUPID proclamations. Goku was frantically stuffing his face, attempting to choke down the nausea I'm sure he felt, as a thick blush of purple was staining his cheeks. Uchiha Tameo sat politely on her knees, brows furrowed and swallowing uncomfortably every once in a while. Strange how that girl could still smile, however forced it may be. I was suddenly reminded of how my friends would've reacted. Rio would probably grimace and dump a pail of water of Lee-sensei's much-in-need-of-cooling head, and Kairiki…she would go to sleep. Probably. Kairiki is, after all, an unpredictable person. Speaking of sleeping, I would very much love to do so, if not for the noise. I sighed, and bend down to pluck some grass to stuff into my ears. A lock of my bangs fell in front of my eyes. It would be amusing if I could stuff my ears with my hair…
"Now that you have learned all that you need to know about your sensei, please tell the rest of us your name, likes, dislikes, hobbies, and any goal or dream you might have," Lee-sensei said. "Starting with the long-haired boy to my left. And may I add that long, blond hair is very youthful?"
I sighed again. Now THIS is even more troublesome.
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"This is so troublesome…" said a voice from the doorway.
I looked up sharply. Finally, our sensei is here. I glared at the door full-force and willed the wood to give away to expose this reckless sensei to the wrath of my stare. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rio glaring as well. He looked ridiculous, like how Tameo looked when Mother forced her to eat her broccoli. I let out an unconscious smirk. People like him weren't made for intimidating enemies.
Speaking of Rio, that boy seemed to hate me. I was aware of his spiteful stare all throughout our wait in the classroom. Not that I cared too much, but I was puzzled. I don't remember doing anything to him. And then, for some other reason, I dislike him. There was no reason behind it; just a small thought at the back of my head who whispered that if the punk gets one step closer, he's going down. I ignored that voice most of the time, and meditated. At first, I thought the girl at the other end of the room, Kairiki, was meditating as well. Upon closer listening, she was sleeping. I felt ridiculed. What's with my teammates?
The door opened, and a waterfall cascaded down upon our new teacher.
Maybe buckets filled with water set up in a trap that activates upon door opening do set themselves up, I thought ironically.
Rio had a satisfied smirk (again, an amateur expression) on his face. He set the trap up. But when did he get to do it? A quick memory scan told me that he had not moved during the time we were here. But…he did leave lunch before the rest of us…which means that he set the trap up before Kairiki and I arrived, left the room, and entered last to ensure that the next person who was here would get rained on. However, several loose ends are still not tied up. How did he know that our sensei wouldn't be here before we were? How did he know that the sensei would fall for such an elementary trick? And most importantly, why did he want to leave a negative impression for his sensei on the first day?
My poor strained mind decided to ignore this question it could not solve.
A thoroughly drenched teacher emerged. His dark brown ponytail was soaked, hanging lopsidedly over a nonchalant face. Strangely, his features reminded me of someone's. More specifically, that blond kid who always hanged out with Rio…
…I knew him. He was Nara Shikamaru, a teammate of mother's. I narrowed my eyes. Hm…according to Father, he was a powerful ninja…
I took another look at his wet sloppy hair.
The world was a mystery, all right.
Shikamaru sighed, and shook his head like a dog; glancing suspiciously at a smug Rio. I was temporarily reminded of a cat eyeing a mouse to decide whether or not the critter was too troublesome to hunt or not. I saw that Kairiki had fully awakened, and was now scanning the scene in front of her, blue eyes crinkling in amusement. Then, she looked at me, almost asking whether I had anything to do with a wet pissed jounin standing in the middle of the room. I shook my head in automatic response.
"Hello. I am your instructor as of today. My name is Nara Shikamaru," the sensei said. He seemed to have decided the mouse unworthy of consumption, and settled to looking with disinterest at each of us. I glared. I still haven't forgotten what kind of wait he put us through.
"All of us will tell each other our names, likes, dislikes, hobbies, and goals for the future," he said. "My name is Nara Shikamaru. My likes are…. (here, he thought for a moment), my dislikes are….troublesome objects, I like cloud watching, and…….I've already achieved my goal." He nodded at Rio to pick up.
Rio stiffened a tiny bit. I was torn between curiosity and pity; I could read him like an open book. He had something he was unsure of telling about, yet had to.
"My name…is Uzumaki Rio. I like ramen, my parents, and good pranks. I don't like SNOBS, PMSing people, tragic people…..and…….(he looked at me). I enjoy eating, napping, and reading, and……..as for my goals for the future…." He bit his bottom lip. "I want to find out something."
A very disturbing image of Rio 'finding out something' leapt unbidden into my mind. I need a brainwash. The next in line was me.
"I am Uchiha Raiske," I said quietly. "I like my sister, friends, and…" I trailed off, realizing that I didn't have anything to add. "I dislike annoying people and trashy romance novels." A sudden chill in my spine reminded me that I was about to say my parents. "I enjoy reading, training, and swimming. As for my goals for the future, I want to prove something."
Prove that I'm not my uncle, I thought grimly. I looked at Kairiki, wanting to forget how much my simple introduction affected me.
"My name is Kenshin Kairiki," she said. "I like nii-san, my swords, and my friends. I dislike many things which I don't want to mention. I enjoy sketching, reading, and quiet chats. I want to grow up to be worthy of the Kenshin name."
She said it all quickly, briefly, and with no pauses. Gah, I envy her.
Rio also looked at Kairiki. I had the feeling that we were thinking the same thought.
Shikamaru-sensei looked at each of us in turn, his calculating glance unnerving me. I wish I knew what he was thinking about…I masked my thoughts behind my face. I wanted to get this over with.
"Tomorrow you will have one more exam," Shikamaru said.
Exam?
"Make sure you have a good night's sleep and eat well," he continued. "Meet me at the training 10 miles south of the tower tomorrow at 8. Gather on the stone bridge."
All three of us opened our mouths to inquire more about this test.
"Sensei—"
"Shuddup. 8. Bridge."
Waving lazily, Shikamaru wandered out the door.
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Tsume glanced around uneasily. Tohru was motionless, her collar shielding her expression, and her eyes were closed, making the upper portion of her face stony blank. On the floor besides him sat Hotaru. The boy's empty irises stared ahead, and Tsume vaguely thought to himself that even if he was bold enough to greet this Hyuuga, his chakra holes would probably be gentle-fisted shut in less than a second. He shuddered, truly hating his scenario.
They had been waiting…and waiting….and waiting...
"He's late," Tohru stated calmly, eyes glued shut and voice so raw it was creepy. She hadn't opened her eyes since they'd sat down to wait. Tsume wondered how she knew the time. Maybe she counted?
He glanced outside the window, and saw that the sun had already moved to the far side of the sky. Their sensei was HOURS late.
'I'm getting hungry,' Hige complained.
"Me too," Tsume sighed out loud, rubbing the black dog's furry collar, releasing a whimper from the canine.
Hotaru's eyes momentarily turned towards him, but shifted back just as quickly. Hige stretched, and paddled lightly towards the window.
'I'm going to get a bit to eat,' he yowled, flickering his tail. 'See ya around.'
Tsume lifted his drowsing head so quickly he popped his neck. "Don't leave me here!"
Both Tohru and Hotaru had their eyes trained on him now. He swallowed. Un-oh…he's disturbed their silence.
Hige wheezed a dog-like laugh, and bounded out of the room to freedom. He even had a convenient little sunset in front of him. Tsume resisted the urge to bawl in a corner. Now he will be alone while suffocating in the heavy atmosphere of the room, with two maniacs glaring holes at him. Well, one, after Tohru had lost interest and turned away to look on the inside of her eyelids.
"Yo."
A silver-haired man appeared in the room, a grinning eye the only part of him that wasn't covered by ninja material. Tsume felt his breath hitch in.
Sharingan Kakashi.
Hige had no IDEA what he missed.
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AN: Gahhh……still trying to get a decent idea of what will come next………..I want to surprise ya'll but…………stupid brain………..!