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-Chapter Three: Perverted Mission Begin?!-
Otonashi Katsu stood in front of the mirror in his bathroom. He wore his usual clothes, and just finished pulling his gauntlet onto his left arm. He looked at himself in the mirror, and then strapped his forehead protector on. He shook his remaining hair out, and then tied it like a pony tail, but mounting it on the top of his head.
He stepped out of his bathroom and walked down the dark halls of his house. He turned in the living room to see his mother. She was a thin pale woman, who always kept the lights of the house off. Her dark hair matched his, as well as her eyes. Unlike him, she reeked of smoke and alcohol, and crooked her face to grimly face him. She stared at him with a look that Katsu recognized as disgust.
"Pathetic woman, to look at your own flesh with hate. Someday I will show you the errors in your ways."
No words were exchanged, and Katsu continued until he got into his room. His living quarters were lackluster and uninteresting. It consisted of a bed with a nightstand and dresser off in the corner, a desk full of drawings, scrolls, and books with a reading light. A small television with respective electronics stood on a small table in front of a black zen sofa. Despite the large size of it being a bedroom, it seemed more like it was his entire house sometimes. Katsu rarely left his room, since it was the only room of the house devoid of the smells his mother carried with her.
Leaning against the wall was his sword. Its metal scabbard seemed to fit right in with the dim lighting of Katsu's room. He approached the sword and untapped the handle and hilt. The entire visible part of the weapon was a profound black, including the handle, its cord wrap, and the tsuba. However, the tsuba was decorated with blood red symbols.
Around the tsuba were chains and locks directly linking to the scabbard. The scabbard was bulky and heavy, as it didn't originally belong to it; the purpose of it was to keep the blade contained. Katsu had the real saya elsewhere. Katsu picked his sword up.
He took it in both hands. Besides the fact that it was heavy from bindings and the thick metal saya, it was an adult sized weapon, and he was only twelve years old. He made a horizontal swing at the air. In spite of all the flaws, Katsu had learned to somewhat wield the weapon in its still sheathed state.
"Some say that you have a demon contained within you."
He swung the weapon again, but over his head. The chains jingled together and clanked against the scabbard.
"But I know the truth. You are no demon."
Katsu pulled back dodging an invisible attacker and then lunging forward with the blade.
"The only true demons in this world…"
Katsu inverted his still extended weapon and closed his eyes to concentrate. He brought the weapon around in a semi-circle slash and finished with placing the katana onto his back, held by straps. A few seconds later, the reading lamp on the other side of the room shattered all over the desk and floor.
"…are the demons within the hearts of men."
-Roof of Hokage Tower, 7:00 a.m.-
Minato arrived to see Katsu had already beaten him there; his peer sitting on the bench. Ryokumaru had not yet arrived, and neither had Jiraiya. Minato took a seat on the bench next to Katsu, and smiled, though not looking at anything.
Katsu turned to look at Minato.
"You seem at ease, Minato-san, yet you are on your guard. You do not trust me." Katsu stated coolly.
Minato didn't turn to look at him, just spoke, still smiling. "How could I ever trust someone who carries a weapon as openly as you do. Besides, you don't trust me as well."
"How could I ever trust someone who wears a mask."
Minato turned to face him, with a look of seriousness. "I am not wearing a mask, Katsu-kun."
Katsu let a hint of a smirk cross his face. "Not that type of mask."
There was a pause while they both absorbed the moment, and then simultaneously turned to see Jiraiya standing behind them.
"Well, if it isn't Minar-chan and Kat-chan! Good to see you made it on time." Jiraiya bolted.
Katsu and Minato narrowed their gaze. "Jiraiya-sensei…we got here before you."
Jiraiya seemed to ponder this for a few moments.
"Yup." Was his simple answer. Katsu and Minato both sweat dropped and sighed.
Ten minutes later Ryokumaru finally arrived.
"Sorry if I'm late everyone!" He called while approaching the trio while getting reticent glances from Minato and Katsu. Eventually the former smiled and greeted him.
"Ohayo Ryo-kun."
Ryokumaru rolled his eyes and grumbled back. "Ohayo, Minato. Ohayo, Katsu."
Jiraiya broke the odd dialogue. "Today is when I test all of you on becoming Genin, so I need you all to listen carefully."
Ryokumaru took a seat next to Minato and the three listened intently to what their sensei had to say.
"Normally Genin tests are tedious and near impossible. A Jonin usually only takes one squad in their life, so they have to be very choosy. Most children who don't find a Jonin sensei to take them in grow too old and forget being a ninja. Two-thirds of the people you shared your academy years with will not become ninja. Actually, the three of you might not become ninja."
Jiraiya's suddenly serious tone caught them all off guard.
"My sensei gave me and my three team mates a bell test, which is quite common. It was a test designed to make the very enemies you face trying to become a Genin, the people your sitting next to, for only one could succeed."
Suddenly Minato, Katsu, and Ryokumaru were all eyeing each other. Each had different thoughts.
Ryokumaru began sweating. "What!! I have to go up against Minato and Katsu?! No!! I'm screwed!!"
Katsu simpered. "So, I'm going to have to fight my team mates so soon, am I? This is unexpected, yet motivating."
Minato's smile never faded, or even dimmed. "Jiraiya-sensei had to battle his companions to become a Genin did he? That makes sense, that only the strongest become ninja. Even if this is true though…Jiraiya-sensei's team mates are ninja, so he can't be telling the whole truth."
"But…" Jiraiya got that look in his eye. "Who cares about all of that! I'm going to give you my own test!!" He quickly handed every boy a small camera before they were completely sure what he insinuated.
"Each of you should have five pictures."
The boys looked at each other in confusion. Minato raised his hand.
"Jiraiya-sensei, I have six pictures remaining on my camera."
"Huh? You do? Okay, let me see that for a moment…" Jiraiya took the camera from Minato and pointed it at himself, grinned and made a 'V' shape with his fingers close to his face. He took the picture, and handed the camera back to Minato.
"There, now you have five pictures left."
Minato sweat dropped.
"So where was I? Oh yes, each of you should now has five pictures. Now, all of are going to go out, and with those cameras, take pictures of—"
"Creative photography! I know how to do this!" Ryokumaru dived from his seat and slid on his knees while aiming the camera to the cliff with the two Hokage sculptures and snapped a picture.
Jiraiya sighed and picked the boy up by his collar and put him back on the bench.
"Actually no. What you're going to take pictures of is—"
Jiraiya jumped back and made a very over climactic pose.
"Very sexy naked women!!"
All three boys fell back on their benches from the sheer stupidity and shock of Jiraiya's statement.
Katsu was the first to pop back up, and made a very uncharacteristic outburst. "What the heck! You're asking us to take perverted pictures for you!! What does that have to do with being a ninja?!"
Minato was next, and he sighed. "Jiraiya-sensei, I have lost respect in you…"
Ryokumaru was smiling, which got a suspicious glance from Katsu and Minato.
He looked at both of them and shrugged.
"What are you looking at? I'm already a huge pervert." He grinned even deeper. "Who's the dobe now!"
Katsu and Minato, both with a very sadistic aura at the moment, cracked their knuckles and slowly moved towards Ryokumaru, who began to panic.
"Err, what I mean is, well, I uhh, I was trying to say—"
"—what he was trying to say is that you all only have four hours. Whoever brings me the best five pictures, gets to become a Genin!"
"What! But I already took a picture!" Ryokumaru complained.
"You all now have three hours, fifty-nine minutes and fifty seconds." Jiraiya leered evilly.
All three boys then scrambled frantically in different directions, cameras in hand.
Jiraiya giggled as he started to walk away
As he took several steps a line of shuriken hit the ground in front of him.
"Ehh?" He turned around. "It's been a while."
-Minato-
After landing on the roof of a house, Minato leapt to the streets while clutching the camera with one hand. He observed it. It was a small, rectangular grew camera. Nothing odd about it. His sensei really wanted him to take pictures of nude women. But…why would a ninja do that as a test? It really doesn't make much sense; at least it didn't to Minato. Maybe it had some sort of secret inner meaning? That was beside the point. Where was he going to go to take pictures of nude women?
The first thing that hit Minato's mind was home. It hadn't been an hour since he met with his team, and Sora left for her work at about nine. He'd just have to ask her.
Once Minato got home, he slipped his shoes off and walked around looking for Sora. He found her putting her earrings on in front of the mirror.
"Minato? What are you doing home? I thought you were meeting with your team." She said, half looking at him, half making sure her hair and make up was on right.
"I already met with them." Minato responded. "But I was wondering if you could do me a favor first. I need to take some pictures to become a ninja. May I take pictures of you naked, Sora-neechan?"
Sora's mouth dropped, and she turned to face him, wondering if he was kidding. It had to be a total joke. He smiled when he looked at her and showed her his camera.
The last thing Minato recalled was her fist closing in to his face.
-Katsu-
He was sweating. He stood in front of a building, the only one that he could find in Konoha that met the description of what his sensei was looking for. He glanced at the sign again. Yup, definitely perverted.
Katsu looked left. He looked right. No one was watching. He quickly made the hand seals.
"Henge no Jutsu!" (transformation technique)
With a puff of smoke, the twelve year old cute body of Katsu was replaced with the fat, old body of a very greasy and sleazy looking man.
Said sleazy body hastily made his way into sleazy shop. He looked over to see a thin man at the counter. Numerous books and magazines and videos lined the shelves. Despite the fact that this was a small shop, it held large quantities of 'stock.'
Katsu approached the man at the front desk. He had never practiced how to act sleazy, or even to be an older man. This was going to be bad…
"I want to see a naked woman." Katsu said, the large awkward body spitting as he talked.
"Okay pal…there's plenty of stuff around here…I'm sure you'll find something." The man at the front desk had been reading a magazine and now was giving Katsu a strange look.
"Shit! Even the sleaze is suspicious of me!"
"I do not wish to see any of these books. I want to actually see a live naked woman. Where are they?" Katsu looked around. Maybe they kept them in the back?
The guy at the counter laughed. "I'm sure you do buddy…look, just between you and me, I'm only in this for the ryou. Just because I'm working at a place like this doesn't mean that I'm a womanizer or pervert. Now either get something so you can buy it and move on, or go sneak into the hot spring down the street or whatever creeps like you do."
Katsu blinked. "Hot spring down the street? But…taking pictures of people bathing is immoral."
Katsu then had to weigh what was more important to him: his morals or being a ninja. Needless to say, Katsu booked it to the hot spring facility.
It was a moderately sized building, with a decent about of customers. Katsu entered and saw that it definitely had separate male and female baths, as to be expected. He looked left. He looked right. He quickly made the hand seals to do a different sort of henge this time.
After the puff of smoke, Katsu's appearance changed to that of a gorgeous brunette wearing only a bathrobe, her hair short and styled the same way it normally was.
The lady at the front desk leered at him. "I just saw you transform into a woman…your obviously a ninja."
Katsu started to sweat again. "No! Actually I was just undoing a previous jutsu, this is my true form!"
The lady just stared for a few seconds. "You just went from a shady looking man to…that, how am I supposed to believe you?"
"Damn it! Looks like I'll have to break in."
He thought too soon, because just as he finished the idea, she reached under her desk and showed him a Konoha forehead protector. She was a kunoichi. He wasn't getting in there any time soon.
Katsu sighed, and turned to leave. He really wasn't cut out for this perverted sort of thing. The perv shop was a bust, and he definitely wasn't getting back into that hot spring.
Katsu paused and realized something, then looked down at his henged chest. He had…well, those things that girls had. Actually, right now Katsu was a girl. A cute girl at that.
The next thought that came to Katsu's mind made him want to vomit. He was left with the same choice: morals, or being a ninja.
-Jiraiya-
The white-haired man turned to face at the kunoichi. His face beamed.
"It has been a long time, a year now if I'm right." She responded.
She was the essence of dark beauty in Jiraiya's opinion. Her long, well-groomed black hair was in a ponytail, the end touching just above her waist. Her face was smooth and defined, with large dark eyes that stared as if into the heart of Jiraiya. The rest of her face however, including her nose and mouth, all the way to her neck, was covered with a tight black fabric. Actually, the fabric ran all the way from her lower face to the elbows on her arms, and down to her dark-grey shorts. She had the appropriate ninja kunai and shuriken holders attached, but also a wakizashi at her side. She had sandals as foot wear, and light bracers on both arms, with matching shin guards.
She was proportioned and tall for a woman, with well rounded limbs, and well rounded other parts. Jiraiya focused on those parts, which despite being enormous, were held by the tight fabric.
"I see you still don't wear a bra, Kaori-chan." Jiraiya said. He was starting to drool.
She crossed her arms over her chest and smiled; a smile that was more oriented with her eyes then her concealed mouth. "I see you've noticed."
"I wasn't supposed to?" Jiraiya's nose started to bleed as he inched closer. She looked unworried.
"Nah, you were. Like I say, if you've got it, flaunt it."
"You can flaunt it all day!" Jiraiya's face was now almost a foot away from his object of interest. Kaori uncrossed her arms and put her hand on the Jiraiya's chin and pushed his view up so it was looking her in the face.
"My eyes are up there."
Jiraiya frowned, and stopped bending over. He whipped the amount of drool and nosebleed with the sleeve of his shirt and cleared his voice.
"Say, this place is sort of stuffy," They were on top of the Hokage tower with no one around, "what do you say we go someplace else and talk?" Jiraiya gave her a wink. She rolled her eyes.
"Sure."
They both made quick hand seals and body flickered away.
Moments Jiraiya was sitting on the edge of the rock head of the Shodai Hokage (Founding/First Hokage), while Kaori stood behind him.
"So, a whole year huh?" He spoke while both of their hair blew in the wind. "I can't believe it has really been that long."
She sat down beside him. "Well, the team and I had that year long mission. We just got back three days ago."
"Going to tell me what had the four of you away from home for a year? You said you didn't have time to talk about it back then."
"Well, as much as I would absolutely love to," she spoke sarcastically, "Hokage-sama has it all confidential."
"Spy work?" He questioned.
"Why'd you guess that?" She turned to face him to see his face serious.
"Because you left your forehead protector and vest with me before you left. You said it yourself, if you got it, flaunt it. Since you didn't have it, you couldn't show it off, even if it was unintentional. Now, what would make someone like you not want people to know they're a Konoha ninja? Sounds like something sneaky to me." He smiled.
She sighed. "Guess I can't deny that sort of logic."
"Looks like our peace with the other hidden villages isn't going to last, is it?"
She shrugged. "If we've been sending out people on infiltration missions like me and my team was, then it's sure that other countries have been doing it too. Something is going down, but I guess only the Kages would really know anything."
"And ANBU." He added, with a slight smirk.
"Hey, I'm ex-ANBU." She defended.
"Your on temporary leave, as soon as your team doesn't need you anymore, your back in their ranks, right?"
She nodded once more. "Yeah, and it's about came with me, Jiraiya-chan! I've waited years for you to join up. You know that you'd get in without a problem. Hell, if any ninja in this village, they'd welcome you with open arms."
This time Jiraiya shrugged. "Ehh, maybe. So how's the team? You never got to tell me much about them."
"Changing the subject, very shrewd Jiraiya-chan." Kaori thought.
At this she groaned. "They're nice kids, I'll give them that before I start complaining. For starters, I have an Uchiha and a Hyuga, both of which constantly get into cat-fights about which clan is better and whether or not Byakugan is superior to Sharingan."
Jiraiya's eyes widened. "You have two kids with Kekkei Genkai (Bloodline Trait)? Maybe Sarutobi-sensei gave them to you because he figured that you'd know how to teach kids with dojutsu."
"Me? Teach how to use dojutsu? I can barely use my Sharingan, let alone teach another how to use it."
"Say, you don't talk about your Sharingan much, why don't you use it?"
"Because—" she looked back off into the village from hers and Jiraiya's shared location. Whatever noise was going on down there was washed away in the wind. "—unlike most members of the Uchiha clan, I'm not naturally skilled with Sharingan. I didn't get to be a Jonin based on my Kekkei Genkai, I got here like any other ninja would.
Her hair flowed in the breeze and briefly tickled Jiraiya's cheek.
"Well I know that, but think how much stronger you could be if you did utilize it? Not everyone is lucky enough to be born with a Kekkei Genkai like you."
Kaori gave him the same answer to his question that he gave to hers. "Ehh, maybe." She smiled and looked him in the eye while he did the same, and they both chuckled.
"So do you have all girls?" Jiraiya questioned.
"Nah, I have a boy, and he doesn't have a dojutsu either."
"One boy surrounded with two female peers? Wow, he's lucky." Jiraiya looked off into the sky. "I wonder what it would have been like if I had you as a team mate instead of Orochimaru…probably better." He laughed.
"That guy still creeps me out."
"Oro-chan? Yeah, he's like that at first, but eventually you get used to it. He has a good heart deep down. He went though a lot when he was young. But besides that, that boy you have must be really behind compared to the other two. I mean an Uchiha and a Hyuga? Kekkei Genkai aside, those are some kids are from prime clans."
She shook her head. "No, actually, he's stronger then either. Sometimes I think he may even be stronger then both of them combine."
Jiraiya's eyes grew wide once more. "He must be something else then. Did I tell you I got my Genin team just yesterday? All boys."
"Good. I'd hate to see what you'd do if you had gotten a girl on your team." She smirked.
Jiraiya grimaced. "I'm not a child molester…"
This got a laugh out of Kaori. "So what are they like, your team that is, Jiraiya-chan."
"Well, two of them are really quiet, Kat-chan and Mina-chan. Mina-chan was the middle of his class, but he's really smart. Kat-chan is the son of Otonashi Yuri, which should be enough to let you know about him." Kaori gave a slight nod. "The last one I have is Ryo-chan. He's from the Rokku clan, and seems sort of lazy. I think he might catch up to Mina-chan and Kat-chan though; he's really determined."
"Sounds like quiet the bunch, where are they now?"
"I'd really like to know that myself…" Jiraiya rubbed his chin in thought.
-Minato-
The blonde boy was walking the streets of Konoha with a dented forehead protector in one hand, and a camera in the other. He had a huge black eye and several lumps on the head. He didn't remember what had recently conspired very well, only he said something stupid to Sora, and she used his own forehead protector to beat him into submission. It still hurt.
The Hokage who saw young Minato's damaged forehead protector approached him.
"Oy, Minato-san!"
Minato smiled and bowed before the Hokage. "Konichiwa, Hokage-sama." Minato spoke.
"Beautiful day isn't it? I see your forehead protector is dented, what happened?" The Hokage examined his black eye as well.
"Well, you see, my sensei asked me to do something…and when I consulted with my neechan about it, she wasn't very pleased."
Sarutobi, knowing this was his former student's student, got interested. "Why don't we take a walk then, if you're not busy." Minato nodded, and the two started towards the Hokage tower whilst making small talk.
"So, what exactly did your sensei ask you to do?" The Hokage asked as they entered his office. Minato had been enjoying the talk with the village head.
"Sensei asked that I go and take five pictures of pretty naked women with this camera."
Sarutobi's mouth dropped.
"It's so we can become Genin." Minato continued.
The Hokage sighed.
"Jiraiya, what will I ever do with you? It isn't like I can say your test was 'too perverted' or anything, but why didn't I think of that?!"
"Your sensei, Minato-san, really isn't going to budge on this, is he?"
Minato thought about it for a moment and then shook his head no.
"Do you want to become a ninja that badly?" The Hokage asked again.
"You know an alternative?!"
"No…but I know how you can pass that test…" The Hokage spoke slowly. He wanted to see Jiraiya teach these children, and the kids themselves all had great amounts of potential. But…Minato was so young.
Minato was quiet, but finally nodded. "I'll do whatever it takes to become a ninja…I just didn't really understand what sensei wanted us to do, or how he wanted us to do it."
"Jiraiya," The Hokage spoke, "Gave you this test for several reasons. He wanted to you use stealth to take those pictures without the women noticing. This is quite a task, as most women are highly on their guard while bathing, at least the ones I've seen." Sarutobi lit his pipe and took a puff.
"How does he know this again?" Minato wondered
"In addition, having a limited number of pictures on a camera teaches you how to ration what you have, which can be useful when it comes to supplies on the field. But he predicted that you would all fail on your first attempts, and being severely beaten, like you were, Minato-san. This is stamina building, to see if you have the motivation required to continue. Finally…"
The Hokage was silent for a moment.
Minato listened carefully, waiting in anticipation.
"…he wanted those wonderful nude pictures."
Minato sweat dropped.
"The only ones who could ever pass this test is a true pervert, like Jiraiya himself." Sarutobi left out the fact that he was a super pervert himself. There was no need to let anyone else know that.
"But," Minato started, "I'm not a pervert."
The Hokage got a mischievous look in his eye. "We can change that." He reached into a drawer in his desk and pulled out a book, which he promptly set on the table. The book was old, yet thick. It had a brown cover that said 'Cooking for Ninjas.' Minato looked at the Hokage in confusion.
"Don't let the title mislead you, it is only to keep people away. In truth, this book is the pinnacle of perverted knowledge. Anyone who reads this book," The Hokage spoke in a serious and intimidating tone, "will become a super-pervert!"
Minato looked scared. "Wh-who…who wrote something like that!"
The Hokage sighed. "No one knows. When the Shodai and Nidaime Hokage found the area which is now Konoha, the book was contained within an old abandoned house. It's actually because of that house that they decided to stop and make Konoha here. The two of them became absorbed in the book, and it has been passed down through the generations since."
Minato was giving the Hokage a glare. "That isn't true…"
"It is! It's 100 percent true!" Sarutobi defended.
Minato sighed, and the old man took another puff of his pipe.
"It doesn't matter…I'll do whatever it takes to become a ninja!" Minato reached for the book, but Sarutobi swatted his hand out of the way.
"I'm warning you, young Minato-san! Anyone who reads this book, can never go back; they will be a pervert for life!"
Minato and the Hokage's gaze met and the air grew tense. Minato put his hand on the book, and pulled it over to him.
"I choose the path of a ninja!" Minato said as he threw the cover open.
His twelve year old brain really didn't know what it had just gotten itself into.
-Roof of Hokage Tower, 3 hours later-
All four men found themselves returning to the location around the same time. Jiraiya seemed somewhat happier then he was when he left. Minato looked…extremely happier from when he had left. Ryokumaru seemed about normal, which was still pretty high on the happy scale. Katsu on the other hand looked disturbed.
"Test is over!" Jiraiya announced as they all turned in their five pictures, or six in Minato's case. Minato and Ryokumaru took seats on the bench. Katsu began shaking in the corner.
Jiraiya started flipping through Ryokumaru's pictures. "Yeah, this is that junk 'creative photography' picture…what else is here—holy! RYO-CHAN! How did you get these angles?!" Jiraiya's nose started to bleed. Ryokumaru had a huge grin on his face.
"It wasn't easy, but after I henged the camera into soap and slipped it into select women's bathrooms…" He went on to reveal his details with Jiraiya. He may have had only four pictures, but Jiraiya seemed to think they were top notch.
He moved on to Katsu's. His eyes went big. "Kat-chan! What, you, did you? How did you? I can't believe, you really…?"
Jiraiya's stutter when on a little longer, until drops of blood from his nose hit the floor. "It's almost as if…this lady posed these pictures for you personally! Did you get her to take them herself? AMAZING!" Jiraiya looked closer at the pictures. "Hey, she looks a little bit like you, are you two related, Kat-chan?" Jiraiya saw his student wasn't on the bench, and instead still shivering on the ground. "Kat…chan?"
Katsu himself was having a mental break down from what he had to do to get those pictures.
"Well…moving on, lets see what Mina-chan has for me…" Jiraiya flipped to Minato's six pictures, and quickly passed by the one Jiraiya took himself.
Jiraiya dropped the pictures on the ground. His jaw almost hit the floor. His eyes slowly looked up to meet Minato's.
"That…that…that little boy, with his tiny innocent smile…is…is a miracle worker!"
"How did GET pictures of Tsunade-chan like this!!"
Jiraiya quickly scooped up his new 'collection' and went over and grabbed all three boys in a bear huge.
"You boys all pass! It worked! The test worked! I've truly transformed you all into ninja!!"
Ryokumaru gasped for air. "Actually, Jiraiya-sensei, you made us into perverts."
"Except for Katsu-kun," Minato inserted, "I think you made him crazy…"
Katsu let out some sort of twisted groan.
Jiraiya released them and let them drop, and leap backward into another one of his over climactic poses.
"From now on, we will be known as team…TEAM HENTAI!" Jiraiya shouted, maybe too loud.
"What?! I refuse to be called team hentai!" Ryokumaru complained.
"I dunno…it has a nice ring to it…"
"MINATO!" Ryokumaru now yelled at the blonde.
Katsu slowly stood, and everyone looked at him as he opened his mouth to say something.
"Team Ronin." Was all he said. They all raised an eyebrow.
"But…we're not wandering or masterless…" Ryokumaru was the first to state.
"Sure we are, just in a metaphorical sense" Katsu continued, "If you were going to use a name like 'Team Hentai' we can still get the same feeling with 'Team Ronin' but a little more discrete about it."
Minato and Jiraiya both nodded, seeming to think about it and accept it.
"That doesn't make any sense at all!" Ryokumaru shouted.
"It sounds a lot cooler then Team Hentai, doesn't it?" Katsu said with a smirk.
This time Ryokumaru thought about it and then nodded. Jiraiya leapt back for one more climactic pose.
"It's settled! From this day forward we are now Team Ronin!"
-End Chapter Three-
This chapter is somewhat silly and laid back, but it's supposed to be. If I get into thick story too early, it'll seem rushed, and if I had nothing but thick drama, it would be cheesy. Right now are their 'good old days' before things begin to change. I'm dying to write a killer scene, but for the time being, I need to completely establish characters and back stories. It'll probably last another chapter or two, but at the moment, no 'world shattering' events will occur.
Preview - Chapter Four: Team Ronin