Ramen Doodles

By Andrew J. Talon

Disclaimer: I do not and probably never will own Naruto or any other copyrighted works mentioned in this story. I am not writing this for profit.

More of the amazing Ayame Ichiraku, Ramen Ninja Delivery Girl!

Ayame Ichiraku hadn't let the destruction of Konoha slow her down any! There were deliveries to do and money to be made! Just like her favorite customer in the world, she wasn't going to give up!

"EEEYYYAAAAHHHH!" She cried, as yet another chakra enhanced swing of a samurai sword nearly slashed her (and her bicycle) in half!

Though in all honesty, she was now rethinking her commitment. She darted around fast, jumping up over obstacles on the dirt road up Three Wolf mountains! More samurai unleashed attacks at her, and with another surge of chakra she leaped up over them.

"I'M JUST A DELIVERY GIRL!" She bellowed. This time, a tornado erupted from one of the sword swings, and Ayame screamed as her jump carried her into the maelstrom. She was tossed and turned about, but having been through crap like this when she delivered to Wind Country, she cast a simple wind jutsu to ride the winds!

Finally, she reached the top of the tornado... And was spewed out into the open air over the top of the mountain. Her eyes widened as she fell right for a large, prominent skylight and she held onto the handlebars of her bike for dear life!

"AAAAHHHHHHHH!"

"And so you see," 'Madara' continued his villainous boast in front of the assembled Kages of the Five Great Villages, "you have no chance against me and would do well to hand over the-"

CRASH!

"EEEYYAAAAAHHHH!"

THUD!

Ayame groaned, lying in a heap atop something relatively soft and person shaped. She sat up, rubbing her helmeted head. She looked around, her impact addled brain piecing together just who was around her.

"... Delivery for O. Uchiha," she managed, holding up her portable container. "There a... There an O. Uchiha here?"

"Owww," groaned the masked figure underneath her. Ayame looked down, her pain immediately forgotten in light of the situation of the man she'd just landed on.

"Ohmigosh are you all right?!" She cried.

"SERIOUSLY?!" The Raikage bellowed. "An errant delivery girl can defeat Madara Uchiha?!"

"I'm not defeated!" 'Madara' shouted. He got up and shoved Ayame off his person, brushing himself off. "She just caught me by surprise, that's all!"

"Oh? Then we can do the same?" Mei asked, her eyes narrowed. Ayame looked around.

"Hey! Where's my bike?" She asked. 'Madara' looked over at her and sighed. He blinked, and the bike appeared in front of her. "Oh! Thank you?"

"You're welcome, Ayame," he replied. "And I'll take that ramen."

Ayame blinked. As did pretty much everyone else.

"Obito-nii-san?" She asked with a broad smile. 'Madara' shook his head rapidly.

"No! No! I'm Madara! Madara Uchiha, returned from the dead-"

"OBITO-NII-SAN!" Ayame cheered, hugging him tightly. "I missed you! Oh, and here!" She held up a worn ticket filled with punch holes. "Look! You got a free meal!" She beamed at him. "See? I kept it all these years!"

"Er... No, I'm not Obito-"

"So you don't want a free meal?" Ayame asked. 'Madara' shook his head.

"Well yes! I mean no! I mean-!"

"Too late!" Ayame said with a wink, as she punched the punchcard for him. She handed the travel container over to him. "You should really see Kakashi-san! He misses you terribly!"

"I mean, I'm not-!"

"Anyway, you clearly are all in the middle of something important," Ayame said quickly, "so I'll just be going now! Um... The meal's free but if you could possibly-?"

"Ugh, FINE!" 'Madara' groaned, pulling out a thick stack of ryo notes and handing it to her. He then gave her a shove. "Go! Get out get out get out!"

"Okay okay okay! Sorry!" Ayame cried, hopping back on her bike and pedaling out of the room as fast as she could. 'Madara' took a deep breath and looked back at all of the assembled ninja.

"I... Don't suppose we could just pretend that never happened, could we?" He asked.

"LIKE HELL WE COULD!" Shouted everyone.

Because this idea is wonderfully fun to write for. Give it a shot yourselves!