Blah= whatever

"Blah"= talking

'Blah'= thinking or emphasis

(Blah)= Extra

(A/N: Blah)= Me

Blah = Flashbacks

Blah= Change of place, time, and POVs

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A few days later/In a kitchen/ Kaori's POV:

'Just concentrate, Kaori. If you focus chakra into your hands, you could finish at a faster rate. Now just make sure you don't make them explode or that'll be bad, very very bad. Okay… Now go!' I opened my eyes and with my now chakra-pumped hands, scrubbed soap onto the dirty dishes in front of me.

Haha, now I'm already rinsing!

"Kaori-chan… you're too optimistic… We're only cleaning the kitchen…" Makoto muttered, having warmed up to us now that we were teammates. "This is hardly a mission. Don't bother wasting your chakra."

See? Isn't she sweet? After a few days/weeks we got to know each other better and I found out that Makoto-chan, after breaking through her barrier, is caring. Her way of showing it is a bit harsh, but that's because she cares! But it gets bad when she confronts people. That is very bad, but to her, it's a great way to find out things for sure… Like I said, at least she cares!

I grinned. "Look! This could actually be training! I'm serious!" I answered back with a grin on my face. "This actually works because I'm being really careful and--!"

BOOM!!! CRACKLE!!! CRASH!!! (A/N: Rice krispies~)

"Oh shit! Oh shit! OH SHIT!!"

We all stared at the now-broken plates that were scattered in front of me. That's what happens when you don't pay attention and forget.

Oh no…

"Ooh. You're in trouble now." Tsubasa winced, feeling my pain. "This is one of those bad parts you mentioned about being an Amakusu, isn't it?"

Tsubasa was also someone you could easily consider a friend. His personality is a lot different from Makoto-chan, but surprisingly they think alike. For example, they are both nosy and quiet. Yes, both of my teammates aren't that big on privacy.

But Tsubasa-kun is also very cheery and graceful. I am insanely jealous of him for that. Considering most of my days are spent falling facedown in the ground. I've never seen him fall once in my entire life. Stupid bird.

Tsubasa paused. "But it's okay! Everyone makes mistakes sometimes!" He comforted. "There's absolutely nothing wrong with that! But are you hurt? Do you want me to kiss it for you?"

I was too upset at myself to yell at him and resorted to a weak glare. 'Again!'

Tsubasa-kun was also the biggest flirt I've ever seen. He and Sasuke-san were the most popular guys during academy, and unlike Sasuke, he would actually associate with his fans, leading them on. Not that he's a pervert or a player or anything. He told me he just likes being in normal relationships.

Tsubasa smirked before kissing my hand. I made a squeak sound and yanked my arm out of his grasp, already feeling my face heat up. I had already been forced to give him that date I supposedly promised him… before Kiba crashed it and joined us, along with Tsubasa's sister, Hane. A cute little nine year old who did not approve of 'our relationship' at all. After that, his attempts were mere joking, thankfully.

"Eh? What's going on here…?" Our customer called out as she walked in. She paused and stared at the mess made by a certain culprit. "What- You- Those- How did you-?" She gaped in horror. "Those were specially imported from the earth country! What did you do?"

"Ohh!I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!" I cried, my eyes stinging as I bowed profusely. "I'll pay for all of them! I'm sorry! Sumimasen! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

"Don't worry! That won't be necessary, Kaori-chan!"

I looked up and saw Hikaru-sensei giving me a reassuring smile. He turned to the manager. "Please excuse us. We had no intention of causing you can take the money out of our pay." He bowed and gave the old lady a charming smile.

"Oh! Oh, don't worry! There's no need!" She blushed, and looked at us. "Don't worry there, I forgive you brats." We frowned, but she turned her attention back to sensei while unbuttoning her shirt a bit.

I shared a look with Tsubasa and Makoto. Makoto and I furrowed our brow in disgust, while Tsubasa hid his sniggers by coughing. I never thought about it until now, but Hikaru-sensei is rather handsome.

Oh eww…

We turned back to our clueless sensei. "Now why don't you have a seat, young man? I'll pour you some tea." The lady said as she pushed Hikaru-sensei out front.

"E-Eh? Wait! N-No! That's okay!" He protested, uncomfortable, but still utterly unaware.

"Come along now, dear."

"B-But-!"

We waited. And after they were a safe distance away. Tsubasa finally burst out laughing and couldn't stop. "Oh wow! Can you believe that old baabaa has a crush on sensei? Hee hee! If I was a bit older than that could've been me! Eww! Oh my god, my ribs are hurting!"

"Shut up! She might hear you, idiot!" Makoto scolded through gritted teeth.

Tsubasa started to calm. "Don't worry! I'll just say I'm laughing at Kaori-chan!"

"Yes, that could actually work…" Makoto agreed. Her eyes slackened as she turned back to me. "She is rather clumsy for a ninja…"

I pouted. "Hey! That's not fair! I was really sorry! Stop treating me like a baby!" They grinned. "Aww! Guys!"

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Afterwards/Hokage's office:

"Hmmm… It says here that your mission went well." The Hokage evaluated, as he read our mission report.

Tsubasa gave a knowing grin. Our teacher had unintentionally, or I should say, unknowingly wooed our customer into giving us a good report with full payment.

"Okay, now you're next task is baby-sitting…"

"Are you serious?" Tsubasa sighed, preparing for the speech he had practiced earlier with us. "How exactly are we supposed to get stronger if we're wasting precious training time on chores, sir? We are more than capable enough to handle anything above a D-ranked mission. We request for a higher ranked mission." Tsubasa concluded calmly.

"Tsubasa-kun!" I hissed. Sure these missions were lame, but couldn't he have just bitten his tongue and be polite like he normally is? "I don't think now's the right time for this! Right Makoto-chan…?"

"Yes, we need experience to become proficient ninjas, and so far we are being regarded far below our potential." Makoto added to the weary elder.

The Hokage was exaggerating his annoyance. What's with him? He's acting as if he's already gone through this!

(A/N: Team seven was in the office right before them after saving the fire lord's cat. XD)

"I can't believe I have to say all this again. Do you know what the point of these missions is? They're to help the community and to strengthen our…"

"Wait!" They sighed in unison. Tsubasa must've been annoyed as his voice hit an edge compared to the normally calm, soothing tone. "Please, sir. We are already aware of this information. We only request a higher ranked mission."

"- The mission goes to ninjas who are capable of succeeding with ease…"

"I don't think the Hokage-sama's listening to you." I muttered.

"Neither do I." Tsubasa blinked, his eye twitching every now and then.

"Let's just wait for him to finish and then ask again." Makoto grumbled.

"Fine…"

I turned to face our own bored jounin. "Sensei, aren't you going to stop them?"

"Nope, I'm getting pretty bored of these lame-o D-ranks myself."

I sighed. I should've known he would say that, he doesn't exactly act like a jounin. "What kind of a teacher are you?"

"Obviously the cool kind!" He grinned and gave me the thumbs-up.

"Sigh!"

23 minutes later:

Team nine sat around in the old office. Makoto was having a discussion about jutsu with Hikaru-sensei And I was distracting the increasingly impatient Tsubasa.

"- Our missions can vary from babysitting to assassination…" The Hokage continued, adding on to his normally instructive, but at the moment annoying speech.

Hikaru-sensei gave a groan, just loud enough for our team to hear. "Oh my god. Is he still talking?"

Tsubasa sighed, in agreement. "When do you think he'll stop?"

"Do you kids understand?" The Hokage suddenly finished.

"Hai!" We shouted, sweating bullets at his sudden conclusion. Well, Sensei and I were. Hokage-sama nodded in approval.

"But we still want a better mission…"

I saw a few veins popping on the Hokage's head. "Did you even hear a single word I just said?"

"Yes, but were you listening to a single word we were trying to say, sir?" Makoto retorted.

Touché. She has a point… but he's a superior! We could get in so much trouble for this!

The Lord Hokage sighed. "Fine, since you're so impatient, I might even consider giving you a few C-rank missions."

My eyes widened in surprise, and I grinned. 'They did it! Oh, I just love my team!'

"Are you serious, Jii-chan?" Hikaru-sensei gaped, squinting at the Sandaime's face for any signs of a lie. "Or are you actually making an attempt at a joke, sir?"

"I said I would consider it. Now if don't you get out of my face I will take it back!"

"Ah, hai…"

"So what exactly is this mission?" Makoto asked, working to hide her own excitement with the solemn mask that our team could easily see through.

"Your mission is to guide a family from robbers and thieves on their way to the land of the hay." (A/N: RHYME)

"That's good enough for me!" Tsubasa grinned, now explaining the details to the now-awake Suzumaru. Tsubasa was right, that bird was a true narcoleptic.

Hikaru-sensei sighed. "I dunno, Hokage-sama… Personally, I still think there's room for improvement…"

"No."

"Fine…" The jounin sniffed, feeling a bit hurt from the straight answer. Team nine sighed, but we were used to him by now.

"So when do we get to start, sir?" I asked, with a toothy grin on my face.

"Tomorrow morning in my office at 7, sharp. You're dismissed."

"Hai! Thank you so much, Hokage-sama!"

"Hmph! Now get out before I kill you all here!" The leader threatened, while making a few dangerous-looking hand seals.

"Wha…? HOLY-!"

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Once outside/Team 9 training grounds:

"Th-that, that was scary! Is the Hokage even supposed to resort to such a thing?" I panted, placing a hand over my rapid heart in a poor attempt to slow it down.

"I don't know! But can you believe we actually did it?" Tsubasa grinned, hiding his own fear through good news. "It's unbelievable."

"This is only a C-ranked mission, so we should be able to handle this mission fairly well." Makoto calculated.

The one who was actually scared seemed to be Hikaru-sensei, as said jounin continued to shudder visibly behind a tree.

'Not again...'

"Demo, we've never been out of the village. We're not going to be in a good situation geographically." I started doubtfully.

"N-no problem! It's only a C-rank, p-p-plus we have M-Moi, the experienced and ultra-p-powerful, Shiroyogan Hikaru!!"

"Of course…" I gulped, faking a grin for the sake of our teacher. That is, until I heard him muttering to himself and saying something about "Kaori…" and "insecurities…"

Goodness! They were only passing doubts!

"Can we go home now, sensei?" Tsubasa asked. "We're pretty much done for the day and there's something I need to work on."

"I too, have something important to attend to." Makoto added, feeling weary herself from all of the chores. "Don't you, Kaori?"

"Yeah…" I have another sparring session with Kiba and Akamaru.

'Haha, this time I WILL win against the dog.' I grinned. Okaa-san and I worked on this amazing technique, and I am certain that today's match shall end in my victory.

"Huh? Oh! You're right! Sorry, I guess I lost track of time. Fine, we're dismissed for the day." Hikaru-sensei rubbed his head in embarrassment. "Make sure you guys come on time tomorrow, okay?"

"Hai!" We chorused, and with a poof, Hikaru-sensei disappeared.

I could already taste my victory.'Inuzuka Kiba, today is the day you lose!'

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Soooo how was that chappie? Pretty boring I must say, but I'll try my best in the next one! So please please PLEASE review!!! Thanks for reading it so far!!! XDD

And the only vocabulary word is:

Sumimasen = Excuse me, or I'm sorry.