Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, there wouldn't be so many annoying anime fillers.
Author's Note: Whoot! Back from the U.S. Boston had the most confusing roads of all the places I've been. I was going to put up this chapter yesterday but I had things to tend to. Sorry for the delay! I'm so glad that many of you enjoyed the omake; I promise that there will be more on the way. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews (I'm at 67 reviews...more than I anticipated). I have also changed the genre of this story to Humor/Romance. I'm not so sure about the hilarity of this story, so if you don't find the story funny, let me know (I don't want to mislead people). Enjoy this chapter!
Noise was ever present in Hatake Kakashi's classroom. Once again our beloved pervert of a teacher was late. Nothing was new there. Most of the students started to use this time in their more profitable ways.
Ino was adjusting her face for any blemishes in a compact mirror. Shikamaru, Naruto and Kiba were happily snoozing, this being the early morning class. Sakura was reviewing the last chapter of her history textbook (seems like Kurenai lost her cooking fetish). Shino was talking to a few of his bugs. Chouji was munching chips (big surprise there…). Sasuke was brooding; occasionally doodling one stick figure killing another one in various ways. Hinata was glancing at Naruto dreamily with a light blush on her cheeks.
"Sorry I'm late," the silver haired man grinned sheepishly, "See, the coffee machine in the staffroom was malfunctioning and…"
"LIAR," most of the class accused.
In the staffroom…
"Stupid coffee machine," cursed Anko.
"I want my espresso," demanded Ebisu, pounding the machine.
The coffee machine continued to malfunction happily despite the protest. The rebellious attitudes of inanimate objects are truly terrifying…
Back in the classroom…
Great, the first time I actually tell the truth and they don't believe me. I'll just stick to my excuses, thought Kakashi, a sweat-drop forming behind his head.
"Anyways," Kakashi started, "We will continue to work on your Romeo and Juliet plays. Is everyone partnered up?"
Mumbling could be heard all around the classroom. People got up off their seats to find a partner. Much to the dismay of the perverted teacher, the students might need a little help getting themselves settled. Kakashi really didn't want to deal with all this…
"Hinata-chan," Naruto asked happily, "Do you want to be my partner?"
"No Hinata-san is mine," yelled Kiba.
"No," pouted Naruto, "I asked first."
"Let's ask Hinata who she would rather work with," Kiba suggested.
They turned to Hinata. Unfortunately for them, Hinata had fainted upon hearing Naruto ask her to be partners. They stared confusedly at the unconscious blushing girl.
"Sasuke-kun," one of the girls cooed, "Will you be my partner please?"
"No," Sasuke grunted.
"Why would he want to be your partner when he could be mine," another girl asked egotistically, "You want to be my partner right, Sasuke-kun?"
"Eew, your nose is so big," another girl scrunched her delicate nose up slightly; "He would never want to be partners with you!"
Sasuke was on the verge of running out of the classroom. He looked around for someone in the same situation as him. Sasuke quickly learned that if Neji wasn't here, there wasn't anyone that would be in the same situation as him. How he envied Neji at that very moment…
In the drama room…
Kurenai had a new hobby now. No, it wasn't soap opera directing (damn Kakashi, stealing her big career in directing) or cooking. It was being a dance instructor. Her current victims…err…class was being instructed to do the Chicken Dance.
Unfortunately, our favourite silver eyed boy was currently attending Kurenai's history class with his team mates and some other unfortunate Chuunin (1). At least Lee looks excited…
"Kurenai-sensei," Tenten tried to reason, "Isn't this history class? Shouldn't we be learning history?"
"I think this is much better," Kurenai smiled, "Don't you?"
Everyone looked at each other uncomfortably. Everyone wanted to tell her that they'd rather learn history that the Chicken Dance. Everyone also knew that Kurenai can't be reasoned with.
"Good," Kurenai said, taking the silence as a 'yes', "Two lines please."
And let the dancing begin…
Back to Sasuke…
Now one has seen Neji's predicament, one can say that they rather be in the Uchiha's place. At least he would still maintain his dignity.
"Um," a quiet voice chirped, interrupting Sasuke's thoughts, "Would you like to be my partner Sasuke-san?"
No Sasuke-kun No Sasuke-chan. There is a sane female in this room! Hallelujah, thought Sasuke who was beyond gratitude of Kami-sama's generosity.
"Sure," Sasuke replied in a tone happier than his usual voice, without looking back to see the person.
"That's great," the female voice rung again.
Such a nice sweet voice, thought Sasuke.
"What's your –," Sasuke asked while turning around to see a pink haired girl (we all know who that is).
"Hey," Sakura said timidly.
"Oh," Sasuke grunted.
"Um," Sakura asked, "What do you want to do first? I was thinking of researching…"
Sasuke was not really listening to Sakura, he was very preoccupied with his thoughts; I just said that Sakura had a very nice voice…
You just thought it, you idiot.
Who the hell am I talking to?
I'm your horny little devil.
Oh. GET THE HELL OUT OF MY BRAIN!
That pink haired girl is very pretty hot, ne Sasuke?
Shut up…and that was bad grammar!
I don't care. Looks like someone's in love.
Ugh, get out of my brain!
Sasuke and Sakura sitting in a car…are they…
The rhyme Sasuke's horny devil (damn his hormones) was singing wasn't an innocent children's tease. Oh no, it was very explicitly detailed and would've put Icha Icha Paradise to shame. Oh yes, that was why Sasuke profusely spouted blood from his nose.
Sakura seeing the loss of blood immediately tried to help. But being in close proximity with Sakura only cause Sasuke's nosebleed to worsen. Oh Kami-sama, help them…
Ino was having a little problem; it seems that she had become overly popular with the guys. She was currently surrounded by pleading likely prospects. The attention-seeking blonde (A/N: I felt like adding the 'e' at the end…hehehe) was suddenly over-whelmed. She saw a lone, no doubt masculine, figure and quickly removed herself from the crowd.
"Excuse me," Ino asked sweetly, "I was wondering if I you would like to be my partner for this assignment."
"Yeah, sure," the boy replied distractedly, staring out at the clouds (A/N: take a wild guess at who the boy is), "Tch, how troublesome…"
"Shikamaru," exclaimed a clearly surprised Ino.
Shikamaru turned around facing Ino and mumbled, "What have I gotten my self into?"
"Hey," Ino screeched, "Don't give me that attitude!"
"Troublesome woman…," Shikamaru sighed.
"Why you –"
This banter was going to take a while to cool down. Too bad, despite his insanely high IQ, Shikamaru cannot take a hint at how to treat women. Kami-sama is going to have his hands full for a while…
Hinata and Naruto were currently discussing their project plans. By the time Hinata regained consciousness; a girl had already asked to work with Kiba. That left dear Hinata with our hyper-active friend. Not that Hinata was complaining.
"Ooh," Naruto bounded happily, "We should dress all fancy and stuff. It'll be more au-auth–"
"Authentic," Hinata completed.
"Yeah," Naruto grinned, "You're so smart Hinata-chan! I'm so glad you're my partner! So I was saying –Hinata-chan are you okay?"
Hinata was blushing madly, taking several hues of red at a time. Obviously, that much blood rushing through your cheeks can't possibly be good for you. As so Naruto thought…
"I'm f-fine," Hinata managed a somewhat dignified reply.
"Okie-dokie," Naruto said, "I can't wait to see you all dressed up, Hinata-chan. I bet you'll look so pretty and–"
The compliments were a little too much for poor Hinata. Hearing them from Naruto wasn't helping matters. She unceremoniously fell to the ground. Perhaps this was one of her shorter fainting spells…
(1) In the Japanese language, they don't put an 's' at the end of nouns to indicate that it's a plural. In this case, I meant for it to be the plural form of Chuunin (more than one Chuunin).
Author's Note: Well, that concludes chapter eighteen. I only have one more pre-written chapter left and I'm running low on ideas. If you could send in suggestions on ways to torture...I mean, entertain Naruto and co., I'll be really grateful (I'll probably dedicate that chapter to you). I could also use a beta-reader to catch small mistakes that I might skim over. If you're interested, you can let me know in a review or a private message. Lastly, I'm thinking of starting an ItaSaku story (more info on profile). I would like to hear a few opinions from my readers before I commence my project. If you could let me know your thoughts on it in a review or private message, I'll appreciate it very much. If it isn't too much trouble, drop in a review (the length of the review doesn't matter, it's the thought that counts). Thanks in advance.