THE LOST TEST OF THE CHUNIN EXAM: THE ONE THEY DIDN'T SHOW YOU!

DAY 2: MAKING MONEY

"So, you'd like a Big Mac, two large fries, 4-piece McNuggets and a large Coke, am I right?" Sakura asked her customer, a lean teenaged male, as she took in orders at the cash register inside McDonalds.

"Hmm…no, no, no. I think I'll take two Double Cheeseburgers, one small fries and a McFlurry." The teenager replied, with an obviously fickle solemnity, as he tried to hold back his snickers.

Sakura rolled her eyes, "Okay…will that be for here or to go?"

"You know what? I think I changed my mind again. How about a Quarter Pounder with Cheese, no fries but keep the McFlurry." The teen spoke as he rubbed the small stubbles of hair on his chin, grinning all the while.

Sakura sighed with a hint of annoyance as she cleared the former order from the cash register for the new one, "Okay, sir. Is this it? Have you made up your mind?"

The teen nodded, "Yes. Can have I my order to go, please?"

Sakura took a sigh of relief, "Yes sir. Your total will be $4.82 and thank you for choosing McDonalds, we will be with your order shor-"

"You know what? I think I'll go over to Burger King." The teen interrupted.

At that, Sakura suddenly pulled out a kunai knife from nowhere and stabbed the teen in the chest; killing him instantly, "Clean up at the cash register!" She yelled loudly as the teen's limp body collapsed to the floor.

Naruto grumbled disparagingly while hauling the bulky cleaning equipment to the front of the cash register, "Man, why do I have to do all this? How come I can't take orders or work in the kitchen like Sasuke!"

"Because our positions require using your brain!" Sakura sneeringly replied.

"Well it doesn't take the use of too much of your brain to kill a customer, does it, Sakura?" Naruto snapped back.

Sakura frowned, "He was violating McDonalds' Code of Conduct 6011: Threatening to consider another fast food franchise while in the vicinity of a McDonalds, a validated crime punishable by death! Besides, he was a jerk, anyway."

"You actually read the whole Code of Conduct! You're such a nerd!" Naruto scoffed.

"That's why I'm making more bucks working at the cash register than being some dirty janitor!" Sakura countered.

"Will you two get back to work…!" Sasuke yelled from the kitchen, "…we still have only a few more days to make 600 dollars and flipping these hamburgers for full time has been really starting to piss me off! So let's just try and get this over with peacefully, got that?"

Sakura nodded cheerfully, "Whatever you say, Sasuke."

"Whatever." Naruto snorted as he began mopping up the spilled blood from the dead teenager's body on the floor.

Sasuke then took a deep sigh as he returned back to his work of preparing food. Using his Sharingan, Sasuke copied the quick and skilled preparation movements of each of his veteran co-workers, who were cooking with him in the kitchen, and delivered various orders of food, at an amazingly superhuman rate, catching the eye of Mr. Weenymann as he walked into the kitchen.

"Stop right there, Sasuke…" Mr. Weenymann commanded with a surprisingly stern voice as Sasuke was in the middle of wrapping a Double Cheeseburger, "…son, your dedication to the fine culinary skills of this heavenly franchise has inspired me to present you with one of fast food's highest honors!"

Mr. Weenymann's loud statement almost stopped all production in the workplace as well as the eating processes of the dining customers, as all eyes turned to the exposed kitchen area, where Mr. Weenymann stood in front of Sasuke, with his right hand on Sasuke's shoulder, "Sasuke…would you like a position where you can boss around and dehumanize your subordinates with every whim?"

"Would I!" Sasuke replied happily.

Mr. Weenymann smiled, "Then Sasuke…I now promote you to the role of Assistant Manager!"

At that, everyone in the restaurant began clapping while Naruto twisted his face, "Aw man! Why does he always get the attention?"

Mr. Weenymann then looked over to Naruto, "Naruto, congratulations, you've just upgraded, as well, to Sasuke's former position of fry cook!"

Nobody, however, clapped for Naruto; the restaurant even quieting as much that crickets could be heard in the background.

"YOU GUYS SUCK!" Naruto bellowed.


"C'mon! Push yourself!" Rock Lee shouted at the old, yet stocky, man that he was spotting at a weight bench.

"The weight…is…too much!" The old man sputtered as he struggled to keep the bar up, even with Lee's help.

"Nonsense!" Rock Lee yelled as he let go of the bar and walked over to a weight rack, where, he pulled out two 45-pound weight disks and added them to the old man's bench press, "You can do twice as much weight!"

"OH GOD!" The old man screamed as his barbell considerably increased in weight.

Rock Lee had scarcely returned back to his spotting position before he heard a voice call his name out, "LEE!"

"Neji…?" Rock Lee asked himself as he turned his sight over to the area from whence the voice had came and saw his fellow teammate/co-worker standing at a distance while gesturing for him to come over. "…Be there in a sec!" Rock Lee shouted as he neglectfully left the old man he was spotting and jogged over to meet Neji.

"WAIT! COME BACK!" The old man gasped as the barbell steadily began descending down on his chest.

Neji, meanwhile, watched as his ambitious teammate approached him, "Lee, have you considered what we're really doing here? We're ninjas, aren't we?"

Rock Lee nodded, "Of course."

"So why don't we be ninjas and sneak out all the money that we need, right now, to pass this Preliminary Test?" Neji asked.

Rock Lee gasped, "Neji! I'm surprised that you'd even think such a thing! As ninja it is our proud duty to-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah…" Neji interrupted in the middle of Rock Lee's speech, "…I should of known that I would be talking to the wrong person about this. Anyway, have you seen Tenten?"

"Right here." Tenten replied from behind both Rock Lee and Neji.

The two Genin turned around and gasped in shock as they saw their teammate/co-worker standing before them with a considerably chiseled physique.

"What do you two think of my new bod?" Tenten asked while posturing herself in a somewhat flexing pose.

"Wow, Tenten…you're beginning to look a little buff." Rock Lee commented.

"Only a little buff…?" Tenten repeated Rock Lee's words with disappointment before erupting with a vicious growl, "…ONLY A LITTLE BUFF!"

With that, Tenten turned her back on both Rock Lee and Neji, then pulled out her bottle of steroids from her pocket and poured a mouthful of tablets into her oral cavity. Munching down the tablets quickly, she closed the bottle and returned it back to her pocket before facing Rock Lee and Neji, once again, "Hey Lee, want to go do some Super Olympic Power Deadlifts?" She asked.

"Yeah!" Rock Lee replied enthusiastically, his excitement for exercise overlooking a clear observation that the size of Tenten's neck had at least doubly increased along with the size of many of the other muscles of her body. Neji, however, took note to Tenten's disturbing transformation but still remained too apathetic, for the most part, to care; instead, choosing to watch as his two teammates rushed over to a nearby bench, callously tossed off the corpse of some old man who had died from his bench press, and then used his barbell to begin their deadlifts.

Neji sighed, "I hate this job."


Kiba, Shino and Hinata made their way outside, to the back of Chuck E. Cheese, as they began the first minutes of their half-hour long break. Sitting themselves on a nearby curb beside the exit door, the three Genin relaxed, as best as they could, along with their other fellow co-workers who shared the same break.

"I swear; I'm never having kids till I'm thirty." Hinata sighed as she rested her head atop her knees.

"Tell me about it…" Shino added, "…I mean, I always knew, with all the bugs that I always carry around, that I might be a bachelor for the rest of my life, but this just seals it."

Kiba nodded as Akamaru rested in his lap, "Yeah, and if I hear anymore music from those crappy Chuck E. Cheese band robots, I'm going to kill somebody."

"This must be what it feels like to test our sanity to the limit." Shino spoke.

Kiba, however, shook his head, "No, seriously, I'm going to kill somebody. Ever since we've started working here, I keep hearing voices in my head that are telling me to do so."

"That'll happen when you first work here…" A random co-worker, a young adult, entered into the conversation, "…but here, take these. They'll help clear your mind…for sure." He smiled while reaching into his pocket, pulling out a small and clear bag filled with a white and grainy substance then tossing it into the lap of Kiba.

"What's this?" Kiba innocently asked.

The co-worker glanced the area around him cautiously before leaning in closer to Kiba, Shino, and Hinata, "Ice, man…"

"It doesn't look like ice." Hinata replied.

"No…not that ice—you know…Ice…?" He stressed.

Kiba, Shino, and Hinata stared blankly at their co-worker, who in turn, gave a deep sigh of surrender at their void expressions, "It's Crystal Meth!" He finally cried out loudly in frustration, before swiftly shutting his mouth; taking note to the attracting gazes of the other co-workers around him, "Um…yeah…Crystal Meth is very bad!" He sputtered before dashing off in anxiety.

Now with even more added confusion, the three Genins looked at the bag left on Kiba's lap and pondered over its identity. Kiba, opening the bag, placed the tip of his finger into the grainy, crystal-like concoction then brought it to his nose and took a small, curious sniff.

"So…what do you think, Kiba?" Shino asked.

Kiba, however, was postured in a far leaning position that caused his face and expressions to be covered by the hair of his head and did not respond to Shino's question immediately, leaving both Shino and Hinata hanging in suspense.

"Well…?" Shino reiterated with a hint of annoyance.

Kiba then slowly raised his body and turned his face toward Shino and Hinata tp reveal a set of bloodshot eyes, heavily dilated pupils and a deep grin, "You guys…have got to try this stuff."


Shikamaru sighed as he swept the floor of the Krispy Kreme Donutshop; after yesterday's first-day fiasco with Ino's over-zealousness and Choji's limitless gluttony, the Donutshop had scarcely managed to receive a customer and Shikamaru, the ever-reserved and laid-back Genin, had found himself bored to death with the lack of business on his second-day.

Looking over his shoulder, he saw a jaded Ino leaning on the donut-display countertop with one hand while casually rocking a small glazed donut back-and-forth between a soft pinch of her two fingers on her other. Choji, who sat nearby, was strapped to a chair with chains as prevention to any more reckless and unpredictable actions that he could produce while in the Donutshop. However, he salivated as he watched the donut in Ino's hand move in its rhythmic motions, "Hey Ino, could I just have one little bit of that do-"

"NO!" Ino interrupted harshly, "This donut in my hand is one of our last supply that survived your mouth yesterday and there is no way that I will let you get a piece of it, fatboy!"

"Aw c'mon!" Choji pleaded.

"NO!" Ino responded with even stronger resolve.

"Hey look, I see a customer!" Shikamaru exclaimed suddenly before rushing behind the cash register alongside a quickly stirred Ino.

The customer, a long, lanky-looking man clothed in a baggy, dark brown trenchcoat and matching hat, which was lowly tipped to shadow the upper portions of his face, walked into the Donutshop, guardedly with his hands deep in his pockets.

"Hello and welcome to the Krispy Kreme Donutshop! My name is Ino and may I interest you in any of our new specials!" Ino greeted the customer with her same exaggerated smile.

"No. All I want is a dozen of your finest, warm and soft glaze dripped donuts." The customer responded with a wispy voice.

Shikamaru cleared his throat as he leaned in close to Ino's ear to whisper, "We're all out of glazed donuts."

Ino kept her fake smile on her face as anxiety built up in her heart, "Umm…sir, could we interest you in perhaps some other type of donut. We have a wide selection of different type of Krispy Kreme-made do-"

"I said that I wanted glazed!" The customer shouted in annoyance.

Ino looked at Shikamaru, who stared back and gave a shrug, "I'm sorry sir, but we're all out of glazed donuts. Maybe if you come by tomorrow, we might have some-"

"I said that I want glazed donuts and I want them NOW!" The customer interrupted, "When it comes to food, I am a very selective man and all I want are those donuts!"

Shikamaru attempted to intervene, "Sir, perhaps we can take your name and call-"

"My name is not important! Just give me my donuts!" The customer snarled.

Suddenly, the entrance door opened up, once again, "Lord Orochimaru, Kimimaro has just said that he wanted pink frosting and sprinkles on his donut!" Kabuto yelled from the door entrance before he noticed the three familiar faces from the Leaf village operating within the Donutshop. His presence almost immediately initiated an awkward silence that consumed everyone for about five minutes.

Orochimaru finally spoke up from within his guise, with a mortifying clearing of his throat, "On second thought, I'll take a dozen chocolate donuts and one with pink frosting and sprinkles."

A similarly uneasy Ino nodded, grabbed a nearby set of tongs along with a Krispy Kreme box, then began stacking donuts from the display within its lining while Shikamaru and Orochimaru stood before each other, uncomfortably.

"So…how bout' them Packers?" Shikamaru asked.

"Oh…uhh…yeah, they're—uh…pretty good this year." Orochimaru responded.

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

Orochimaru's eyes then turned over to Choji, who was still in his same arrested position near the front counter.

"Sup.'" Choji greeted.

"Yo." Orochimaru replied.

Ino arose quickly from the display and shut the box of donuts in her hand then placed them on the counter before Orochimaru, "That'll be $6.85."

Orochimaru reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet and handed Ino a Debit Card, which she quickly scanned through the cash register's mini-ATM and handed back to its owner. Orochimaru then took hold of the box of donuts and, in a state of excitement, suddenly forgot that he was in public and allowed his long snake-like tongue to lick his lips in hungry anticipation, earning him the strange stares of the Krispy Kreme employees.

Noticing their gazes, Orochimaru, once again, cleared his throat and stood erect to defend his honor, "I like donuts a lot, okay?"

At that, he turned around and headed for the door, where, Kabuto was still standing, holding the door open for his master while Ino and Shikamaru watched on as the two departed.

"Is it me, or wasn't that kid, with the white hair at the door, the one who gave up before the preliminaries?" Shikamaru asked.

"No I'm not." Kabuto suddenly reappeared in a poof of smoke before disappearing again in the same and sudden fashion.


"Ere' iz ur koufee." A humanoid-sculpted puppet, clad in a Starbucks employee uniform, spoke in a very disturbing, guttural, and barely comprehensible tone to a customer at a table within Starbucks while Kankuro controlled it from a small food court positioned in the center of the famed coffee store.

"Uhh…thank you." The customer, a middle-aged man, replied uneasily as he took his coffee cup from the cold hands of the puppet.

"Yerr wilkumm." The puppet answered back, and then began walking away.

"And they said you can't have fun at work." Kankuro smiled as he manipulated the invisible strings of puppet.

Temari, who had been preparing a large cup of latte nearby, noticed her brother's actions and frowned, "Kankuro, why do you keep using those retarded puppets? They can't even talk right."

Kankuro snorted, "Maybe one day you'll appreciate the complexities of controlling one of these things."

Temari rolled her eyes then kicked her brother at the back of his left knee, causing him to go off balance and send a wrong command to his puppet through its strings. The puppet, stopping short of a random passing customer, reached out its arms and broke the customer's neck in an instant.

"Now do you see?" Kankuro reprimanded his sister as he regained his balance.

"Whatever." Temari sighed and walked away.

Gaara had been standing on the opposite end of the food court, naturally away from his brother and sister, and was in the process of hearing a complaint from a customer.

"Umm…I'm sorry but my coffee tastes strange. Like it has some sand in it, or something." The customer, an adult woman, spoke.

"Deal with it." Gaara replied bluntly.

The customer, not expecting such a response, hesitated to gather her words, "E-Excuse me…?"

"I said, deal with it." Gaara responded, once again.

Before the conflict could further ignite, the Starbucks manager strode in before the scene quickly and gave a nervous chuckle towards the woman while standing beside Gaara and slinging his arm over his employee's shoulder, "Ha, ha, sorry about that ma'am but this is Gaara's first day and he's just shy. You didn't mean any those things that you said, did you Gaara?"

"Yep." Gaara retorted.

Mark pretended to chuckle, "Aw Gaara, you're such a kidder!"

"Give me your clothes, Mark." Gaara commanded.

"W-What?" The manager known as Mark, inquired.

"I am going to be the new manager."

Mark tried his best to keep his smile as the customer and Gaara stared on, "But…that's my job."

Gaara frowned, "Well its mine now. Strip off your clothes right here and give them to me."

Mark gulped as he stared into Gaara's deep, cold eyes; fear immediately inclining him to obey Gaara on the spot and strip off his clothes to nothing but a A-shirt, boxers and socks, handing all the rest of his clothes to Gaara, who walked off as soon as he received them.

Mark, now standing half-naked before a confused and annoyed customer, quickly placed a smile back on his face, "Hello and welcome to Starbucks, now under new management!"

CONTINUED ON DAY 3

(Sorry for the delay for those who have been waiting for this update for so long but I'm a busy and nameless dude! If you have any comments, suggestions, or ideas for Day 3, feel free to write them in the reviews and I'll see if I'll be able to release the story, with some of your very own influences, soon! Thanks for the support!)