Seriously, the person who invented exams should be shot, revived then shot again.
Kakashi: But then how would you know who was eligible to succeed? (Blinks as a shadow appears over him) Ara?
Dio: ROAD ROLLER DA!
Kakashi: WTf-?! (Squelch)
Dio: MUDAH-MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA-MUDAH!
(road roller explodes, revealing Kakashi's charred, battered corpse.)
Josuke: Crazy Diamond!
CD: DORA! (Pummels kakashi back to conciousness.)
Kyugan: (Sighs) the things I do to amuse you people.
Kakashi: I'M AWAKE! DEAR GOD I'M AWAKE!
Second round; the raging winds!
Naruto grinned as he entered the fighter's booth, pulling off a cheeky salute. "Miss me?" he called out nodding to his teammates cheekily.
"Damn clever squirt," Domon opined with a snort, shaking his head appreciatively "if that doesn't bag you the chunin title nothing will!"
Recca grinned and put the blonde in a headlock. "You been holding out on me squirt?!" he demanded, rubbing his knuckles into the blonde's skull.
"Itai!" Naruto yelled, struggling to get out of the older teen's grip, "Nii-san! My neck!"
Fuko chuckled as the two roughhoused, eyeing her friend and rival warmly. 'Recca…you always did have a way with people' she thought with a smile, 'I shouldn't be surprised that you enjoy being a brother.'
Tokiya eyed the struggling blonde carefully, an appreciative gleam in his eyes. 'His sword speed has progressed a great deal from the preliminaries,' he noted, 'I almost couldn't follow.' He frowned at the foreign shinobi, noting the looks of concern on the faces of the older two. 'But the cat's out of the bag now…or should I say the fox?'
He looked up at the Hokage booth and scowled, annoyed at the situation. 'Naruto had to choose now to defy the Sandaime's law…when another country's lord could easily use that to his advantage.' The swordsman snorted, shaking his head in dismissal. 'He's either very brave…or incredibly foolish.'
The teen sweatdropped as Recca and Naruto got into a fistfight, forming a massive dust cloud, random body parts visible at different intervals. 'Most likely both;' he acknowledged, 'like a certain baka-Saru I know.'
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"Second Round: Kirisawa Fuko versus Temari!" Genma called out, "Could the contestants please enter the stadium?"
Temari leapt out of the podium, using her giant fan to float down gently, eliciting an appreciative 'Ooh!' from the crowed. "You going to come down, or do I win by forfeit you ugly bitch?" the blonde Suna kunoichi taunted, smirking confidently up at the fighter's booth.
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All the Konoha finalists, with the exception of Shino and Shikamaru, froze in horror at the foreign kunoichi's words.
"Did she just…" Recca asked, his voice sounding high pitched.
"Call Fuko…" Naruto continued, trembling.
"…Ugly…?" Domon squeaked, his skin paler than a corpse.
Mikagami shivered, and began muttering a prayer under his breath, eyes closed tightly as possible.
Fuko's face couldn't be seen by anyone, but as she turned to face the arena Kankurou got a good look, and lost ten years off his life from what he saw.
'Temari…you are SO boned…!' he muttered, whimpering as a tendril of darkness slithered past him.
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Fuko leapt into the ring and walked calmly up to her blonde opponent, bangs covering her face, causing Temari to snort.
"S'matter?" the eldest Suna sibling taunted, leaning over slightly, "Scared?"
Fuko said nothing, not raising her head at all as she began to speak. "What…did you call me?" she asked, tone low and dangerous, causing the blonde to snort again.
"You deaf as well as ugly?" Temari muttered, tapping her fan on the ground mockingly.
The Konoha kunoichi remained silent for about a minute, before raising her head and smiling cutely, a small vein pulsing over her head.
"Just wanted to check!"
Genma, shivering at the passing resemblance to a younger Anko, raised a hand, wanting to get this over with quickly.
"Second match; start!"
The second the words had left his lips, Temari leapt back and flipped her fan out fully, smirking as she swung it with both hands. "Ninpou:" she called out, channelling chakra into the fan, "Kamaitachi!"
A massive wall of wind hurtled towards Fuko, who was knocked skyward amongst the debris. "Hmmph, too easy." Temari muttered only to jolt as three senbon rammed into her arm, causing her to cry out in pain.
"Nice of you to give me a boost." Came a voice, causing the blonde kunoichi to stare up in shock. Fuko smiled down at her startled opponent, apparently sitting in mid-air, on leg over the other.
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"What the heck?!" Kotetsu sputtered, "How's she doing that?!"
Izumo's eyes were bulging out of his skull, as he shook his head rapidly. "I should know?!" he yelped whilst Kagero smiled, enjoying their reactions to the girl's talents.
"Fuko-chan has always had a habit of surprising people with her mastery of the wind," she commented, "I'm hardly surprised she found a way to use it in such a way."
Kotetsu blinked, pointing down at the two in the arena warily. "Both those girls are wind users?" he asked, before shivering, "Things are about to get a little turbulent in here."
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Temari stammered at the sight before her, her brain trying to contradict what her eyes were seeing. "H-how-" she pointed a trembling finger at the brunette, "how are you doing that?!"
Fuko blinked, putting on a look of mock confusion. "Doing what?" she asked, making a big show of looking everywhere but at herself.
Temari twitched, pointing at her opponent in a rage. "You're sitting in mid-air!" she yelled, her eyes pupil-less with annoyance.
Fuko blinked, then smiled, tilting her head cutely. "What? This?" she waved her hand dismissively, "Something I worked out during the month we had waiting." She smirked, running an eye over the ground below. "Never properly got a chance to use it though, unless you count staying out of Kukai-sensei's reach."
The Fuujin mistress moved out of the sitting pose to appear standing up, faint outlines of wind surrounding her limbs as she moved.
"Kirisawa Fuko's original technique," she called out, "Ninpou: Bukuu jutsu!" She smirked down at the startled Suna kunoichi, holding up another set of senbon. "You shouldn't underestimate my name!"
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Sarutobi raised an eyebrow at the girl, as she hovered ten feet above her opponent. 'She has surrounded herself in a miniature tornado, and is sending a constant stream of chakra downwards through the current.' The elder analyzed, years of experience enabling him to decipher the girl's technique at the first glance. 'That is no mere feat, even in theory' he noted appreciatively, 'I couldn't do it in my condition.'
Sarutobi smiled at his younger counterpart, who was looking down at the arena in interest. "Your daughter isn't doing so well, Kazekage-dono." He opined, a little TOO cheerfully to be seen as diplomatic, causing the blue robed Kage to regard Sarutobi from behind his veil, eyes narrowing in what could be seen as humor, if you were a jackal.
"Let us see…"
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'Crap!' Temari hissed, glaring up at the cheeky bitch she had to fight, 'the brat's of this village aren't the pushovers Baki told us they would be!' She scowled up at the booth, feeling a shiver go up her spine. 'First that blonde monster, and now this freak?' Yanking out the senbon in her arm, she hurled them back at Fuko whilst dodging to the side in a feint. 'Gotta put some distance between us!'
"Where are you going?" a voice whispered coyly in the blonde's ear. Temari could only blink in shock as Fuko delivered a spinning heel kick to her midriff, causing her to sail backwards whilst holding her stomach.
'Fast!' the older blonde muttered, back flipping with a grunt and unfolding her fan. "Dai-Kamaitachi!"
The blast of air caused several trees to fall over, but Fuko managed to use the rest as cover, smirking the whole time. "Is passing wind all you're good for?" she taunted, "So un-ladylike!"
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Recca twitched, a deadpan look on his face as he crossed his arms. "Oi…you weren't much different to start with…" he muttered, Domon nodding sagely at his side.
"Fuko's a tomboy through and through." the giant murmured solemnly, "She's about as delicate as a hammer." He then completely ruined the moment by making a goofy face. "She just needs the right man ta smooth down the edges!"
"Or blunt them off your head." Mikagami opined, causing the giant to face fault and Naruto to laugh.
Gaara eyed the cheerful blonde with a wary gaze. 'This one has suffered as I have,' he noted with a frown, 'and yet he laughs it off so easily. He chooses to earn respect, when he could just as easily demand it…'
The Ichibi no Jinchuuriki scowled at the blonde vessel in irritation. 'Uzumaki Naruto…' he muttered, 'Why are you so strong…how did you become so strong?'
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Fuko grinned and decided it was time to up the ante a little, since she was getting bored just waiting for Temari to run out of chakra. "Come on!" she implored, smiling playfully the entire time, "I spent all that time training hoping you could put up a better fight than this!" she raised a finger beckoningly, "Don't tell me the only air you're good at using is your own?"
Temari snarled and would have replied witha a balst of wind were it not for her senses screaming at her to duck. As it were, she leapt aside, dodging three senbon that launched at her from the bushes, and was preparing to swing her fan at her opponent when she felt something sharp jab into her spine.
'H-how did she-?!' the blonde kunoichi wondered, before blining as she felt the telltale signs of rotating wind chakra behind her, "B-Bakana! Chakra senbon?!"
"Kaze no Tsume." Fuko's voice called out, "Something of a trademark of mine, senbon composed from rotating air molecules." She smirked as she came out into the open, "And as you can quite plainly see, capable of changing directions in mid-flight."
She held up her arm and formed another set of Senbon, kissing the Fujin for luck before smiling coyly down at her opponent. "Care to play tag?" She asked, "I gotta warn you though, I play for keeps."
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Shikamaru shivered as he watched the twisted kunoichi dig into her hapless opponent. "Man, I really don't wanna fight her…" he muttered, shivering at the blonde's cries of pain. "Why do all girls have to be so damn troublesome?!"
Naruto snickered, enjoying the look on the lazy genin's face, and then yelped in horror as he remembered something important. "SHIT!" he yelled eyes widening in horror, "I have to fight Fuko in the next round!"
Domon, somehow finding a Buddhist monk outfit, began chanting a sutra over a small shrine with Naruto's picture over it, ringing a bell mournfully.
"OI!" The blonde yelled, flailing his arms around in a panic, "That ain't helping!"
Recca snorted, waving a hand dismissively, "Yeah, you forgot the incense." He teased, grinning the entire time.
"ANIKI!" Naruto yelled, looking distraught, until he head Mikagami sigh exasperatedly from behind, turnging to face the swordsman in confusion.
"Relax Naruto," the swordsman muttered, causing the blonde to smile at him gratefully before he smirked coyly, "At the very least, it'll be quick."
Kankurou sweatdropped, unable to comprehend the laid back attitude of the Konoha genin. He marveled at the ease at which they teased the blonde genin, which by all rights should be an even WORSE monster than Gaara, in favour of their female comrade.
'Then again,' he muttered, looking down at the arena, 'It's not THEIR sister getting carved into down there…'
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Temari swore as she dodged another hail of Kunai and senbon, deflecting most with her fan and hurling them back at the other wind user.
'Dammit! This wasn't supposed to happen!' she swore, rolling to the side again, hating herself for being on the defensive for so long, her pride as a Suna shinobi in shreds 'The Konoha genin were supposed to be pushovers!'
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Flashback
"At the will of Kazekage-sama, Sunagakure will join with Otogakure, in an act of war against Konoha." Baki briefed them, prior to their trip to the leaf village.
"A war?!" Temari cried out, distraught, "Why now? We've sacrificed so much to reach this treaty of alliance! To throw it away only means more will die!"
"Shinobi are fundamentally instruments of war," Baki countered eyeing his female charge carefully "this treaty is a threat to our very existence." He sighed, shaking his head, "You genin may not be aware of the details, but the idiotic Wind Daimyo used the treaty as an opportunity to enforce military cutbacks on our village, Sunagakure."
The jounin scowled, recalling the decision all to well, as he'd been present for it. "The alliance caused the daimyo to put his trust in Konoha," he explained "forwarding requests and missions to them that he should have been relaying to us, further slashing the flow of funds to his own Nation's shinobi Village, claiming his method was cheaper."
Clenching a fist and eyeing it, the jounin's scowl deepned, gritting his teeth in anger. "When the head is foolish, the hands and feet suffer," he recited "in order to retain our military strength, the council had to make reforms to increase the quality of each individual shinobi." His sole visible eye flicked to the scowling redhead in the corner, "It is for that reason that shinobi like yourself were created, Gaara."
Temari winced and eyed her little brother carefully, trying not to attract his attention, lest he take it as a sign of weakness, but the redhead merely looked at the floor.
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'Because of these idiots,' Temari growled, glaring at the fat, content people of Konoha like a cornered wolf, 'Gaara has had to suffer…WE have had to suffer!'
The blonde grit her teeth, letting out a roar as she spun her battle fan with every ounce of strength in her arms.
"DAI KAMAITACHI!"
A hurricane formed from the conflicting winds and spun in the center of the stadium, causing the arena to be torn up like so much wet paper. Fuko cursed and braced herself as the wall of wind and dust crashed over her, blocking her from the view of all those watching.
When the wind finally died, the arena looked like it had just been ripped apart in a blender, the trees lying across the arena like scattered twigs. Temari leaned against her fan and tried to catch her breath, thinking the battle to be won before snapping her head up in shock as a bored sigh came from above.
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"That all you got?" Fuko called out, sounding almost bored as she hovered with her arms behind her head in a reclining position. The oldest of the sand siblings staring in shock as the dust was whipped away by a gust of wind, revealing the grinning Fuujin master, virtually unharmed.
"Gotta admit, if I hadn't blocked that last one, I'd be a lot worse off." Fuko admitted, wincing slightly as several cuts appeared on her arms and legs, "Fortunately for me, I got a counter measure."
Abruptly the girl vanished from sight, only for Temari to wince as the business end of a set of wind claws scrapped against her cheek. "I'll give you till three." Fuko warned, waiting for a reply whilst pressing the sides of the claws against the blonde's cheek.
Temari trembled with rage, but lowered her head in defeat. 'I'm no use to the plan if I'm dead,' she muttered, wincing, 'and I can't risk wasting any more chakra.'
Genma snorted and raised his hand in the air, halting the match. 'Hell of a fight.' he muttered, 'something tells me that if they'd been paired up with any of the boys we'd be dealing with a bloodbath...Anko must be kicking herself for missing this.'
"Winner, Kirisawa Fuko!"
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Domon was roaring his praises at the object of his affection, deafening everyone else within earshot. And with the giant's lung capacity, that was somewhere between Konoha and wave country.
"Oi Domon," Recca muttered rubbing his earlobe, "Ya wanna bring it down a notch?"
"Urusei!!" The giant yelled in mid cheer, "Can't you see I'm cheering for Fuko!" He clenched his fist, tears pouring down his cheek like twin waterfalls, reminding the other genin of Gai. "Even with a load of scars, she still looks like an angel!" Domon praised, mind full of nothing but Fuko and not much else.
'Yeah, an angel on steroids.' Recca muttered, laughing weakly at the giant's infatuation with their female colleague.
At the teen's words, Fuko marched into the booth, grinning triumphantly, only to shriek as Domon launched himself at her, capturing her in a bear hug. "Fuko! I knew you could do it!" the giant yelled, rubbing his head against her ample bosom in perverted glee, until she pummeled him in the head.
Fuko winced as her back popped, her hand smoking from the blow. "Dammit Domon! Your head's hard as a friggin rock!" the fuujin mistress complained, waving her poor hand around before glaring at the prone form of the giant, lying on the floor with a pillar of lumps coming out of his skull. "And just what did we say about hugging?" she asked, a little too sweetly.
"Don't?" the giant whimpered, face in the floor with steam rising from a lump the size of a melon.
Shikamaru shivered, watching the two interact with a look of trepidation. 'Mendokuse,' he cursed, 'I REALLY hate women…so damn noisy and bothersome…'
Temari entered the booth after the girl, refusing point blank to see a medic, plopping her self down in a corner where she could recover, whilst keeping an eye on her brothers.
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Genma cleared his throat loudly, and then looked up at the audience apologetically. "Ladies and gentlemen," he called out "due to the damage to the arena, a short intermission is required to restore it to useable condition." He gestured with his hands and nodded, "We ask that you remain patient, and take advantage of the time to stretch your legs and grab a bite or two."
Kagero smiled at Hinata and Kiba, before standing up. "Shall we?" she asked, nodding towards the refreshment stands. Akamaru yipped in agreement and the canine duo followed, before looking back at Hinata, who hadn't budged.
"Oi," Kiba called over his shoulder, looking worried; "you coming Hinata?"
The heiress blinked, and then nodded, getting to her feet with a stutter. "H-hai!"
Kiba winced, never having seen Hinata this shaken before. 'Man, she's taking this Kyuubi thing pretty hard…I mean who'd a thought it?' He shivered at the memory, 'It sure as heck explains why he was always being pushed around at school, and I just figured he messed around a lot!'
Akamaru whined softly and the genin scratched his companion behind the ear. "I know boy," he muttered comfortingly "this makes my head hurt too."
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Hinata was in the process of having her world turned on its head, an unpleasant experience even for the most sturdy of people; add to this the girl's already timid nature and you had a mental breakdown waiting to happen.
'Naruto-kun…has a demon inside him?' she stared at her trembling hands, 'That seal, he said he got it when he was born, but the Kyuubi was defeated by the Yondaime…' The Hyuuga Heiress felt her eyes widen in shocked horror. 'No! The yondaime…he couldn't have…'
She reached out and tapped her teammate on the shoulder with a trembling hand, "K-Kiba-kun…"
The Inuzuka looked over his shoulder at the girl, a smile on his face. "Yeah?"
Hinata looked round and leaned in slightly, not wanting anyone to hear this. "T-the Yondaime," she asked in an uncertain tone, "was a hero…right?"
Kiba frowned, wondering why the girl was whispering. "The hell kinda question is that?" he muttered, causing Hinata to flinch, before looking at him in concern.
"Ano…b-but if he defeated the Kyuubi," she looked her teammate in the eyes, looking stricken at the mere thought of what she was about to say, "then h-how did it get into N-Naruto-kun?"
The Inuzuka blinked, before his eyes widened in realization. "No way…he wouldn't have," the boy clenched his fists, "he couldn't have!"
Akamaru growled and glared at the fourth's face on the monument.
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"I always knew there was something wrong with Naruto!" Sakura yelled slamming a fist into her palm, "It all makes sense! How he managed to score higher than Sasuke-kun, how he beat Kiba!" She clenched her fists; "He's a monster in human form!"
Ino blinked, a little confused by her Rival's logic. "Ano, if that were true then why didn't he kill Kiba?" she pointed out, "Or fight back when we were little for that matter?"
Sakura blinked, wondering why 'Ino-buta' was defending the 'demon' and chalking it up to stress from her fight last month. "Don't you see?!" she yelled, waving her arms over her head, "He's been laying a trap this whole time!" She gripped her hands together; "He's probably biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment to-eh?"
The girls blinked at a popping noise to their right, looking round to reveal an annoyed Akimichi Chouji, who was holding the remains of one of his crisp packets in a tightly clenched hand.
Now Ino knew her pudgy teammate rather well, so she knew first hand that Choji would sooner chop off his own lims before wasting good food. For him to do so like this meant he must be pretty pissed off.
"Haruno" the normally laid-back Akimichi growled, sounding like one of the Inuzuka canine's ancestors than normal, "shut your damn mouth!"
Sakura blinked, her brain not comprehending what her ears had just heard. "Wha-what are you saying?" she gestured at the fighters' booth, "He's a monster-!"
"SHUT YOUR MOUTH YOU UGLY BITCH!" Chouji roared, eyes full of rage and minute wisps of chakra coming off him as he glared at the kunoichi.
Sakura was so shocked she went all white and 2-d, lightning cracking in the darkened background. The Kanji for 'UGLY?!' loomed behind her like the shadow of death, her own voice echoing the word.
Ino blinked, staring in wonder at her normally placid teammate. The only times she'd ever seen Chouji this upset was when ever someone called him fat, or tried to steal the last potato chip from him. "Chouji," she asked, causing him to look at her, "what's gotten into you?"
The Akimichi snorted and looked down at the fighters' booth. "Naruto's no monster." he grunted, nodding his head sagely, eyes closed, "I got proof of that!"
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Flash back
A younger version of Chouji is walking down the street, looking miserable. The other kids had refused to let him play ninja again, and Shikamaru hadn't been around to cloud-gaze with, so he figured it'd be better just going home than trying to fit in where he wasn't wanted.
He was making his way home through the main street when he bumped into someone, causing them to bounce off his plump frame. "AH! Gomen!" He muttered, blinking at the blonde on the floor. 'Isn't that the boy Kaa-san told me to stay away from?' he thought, watching as the blonde dusted himself off.
"No problem!" a younger version of Naruto chirped, " I wasn't watching where I was going!" The blonde grinned, scratching the back of his head as he beamed at the slightly larger boy. "I always forget to watch where I'm going when I'm late for my Ichiraku Ramen!"
Chouji blinked at the boy's cheerful attitude, a stark contrast to the tales his mother had told him. 'He doesn't look dangerous to me…' he muttered numbly, blinking as Naruto frowned and looked at the Akimichi closely.
"Ano-sa," the blonde prompted, "why're you upset?"
Chouji blinked, and then huffed, looking away in a sad manner. "They said I'm too fat to play ninja," he mumbled, "so I was going home."
The blonde closed his eyes in a fox-like manner, before grabbing the startled Akimichi's wrist. "The best thing for when you're feeling down is Ramen!" he yelled, dragging the larger boy down the alley, "And I got coupons!"
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"We spent all the coupons there," Chouji muttered, staring reverently up at the sky at the memory "and it was the best ramen I ever had."
Ino sweat dropped as he trailed off, before shaking her head. "Ano, just because he likes ramen doesn't mean he's a good guy Chouji." she pointed out.
Chouji nodded, eyes closed in a sage-like manner. "True," he alloted, "but no-one evil could possibly exist amongst Ichiraku Ramen eaters!"
The blonde kunoichi moaned and covered her face, smiling at the antics of her teammate, whilst Sakura still stood dumbstruck, ignored for the most part by all those around her.
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Tenten gazed down at the booth where Naruto could just barely be seen roughhousing with Recca. 'Naruto…no-one ever managed to really relate to Neji' she looked sad for a moment, 'not even his teammates could get him to really open up.'
She smiled and covered her heart, closing her eyes in contentment. 'But when he fought with you,' she recalled warmly 'Neji truly smiled for the first time.'
Tenten gazed fondly at the ranting blonde, who was stamping on his brother's head in a mad frenzy.
"Thank you."
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In the stands, Baki felt cold sweat run down his cheek.
'There was no information regarding Konoha having its own Jinchuuriki,' he muttered, 'if he responds to a threat like Gaara does…'
The Sand Jounin shivered as the image of one of Gaara's demonic temper-tantrums passed through his mind.
'Heaven help us…just what have we gotten ourselves into?!'
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'The Kyuubi no gaki is stronger than I thought.' Orochimaru muttered from within his disguise as the Yondaime Kazekage, 'Not only him, the level of talent in these Konoha genin is astounding…where did these people come from?'
He gripped the seat in irritation, eyeing the smiling Sandaime with an annoyed glare.
'This was not amidst my calculations,' he muttered at length 'I must ensure that nothing interferes with my obtaining the sharingan and settling accounts with this rat hole.'
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Naruto suffered a sneezing fit that caused Domon to wince. "Cripes squirt, cover your mouth or something!" the giant cursed, eyeing the walls in disgust, "You got snot all over the place!"
Shikamaru scowled and wiped a stray droplet of water, or what he HOPED was water, from his sleeve. "Mendokuse," he moaned, "you really are a pain in the ass, you know that?"
Naruto gave the lazy genin the finger, then wiped his nose on a tissue Mikagami provided.
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After about fifteen minutes, and several heated rows over the budget for maintenance and worker union rights, the arena was restored to a relatively usable condition, and Genma cleared his throat, sending a parting glare after the retreating form of the clean up crew.
"Third match of the finals: Ishijima Domon versus Kinuta Dosu," he announced, nodding towards the fighters' booth, "both fighters, please report to the arena immediately."
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Domon grinned and promptly leapt off the balcony, landing with a crash that caused Genma to stumble, the sheer amount of weight actually casing the arena floor to crack. Dosu, startled, looked down in wonder at the small crater that had formed and shivered.
'This guy,' the sole surviving oto genin predicted warily 'wont be easy.'
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Genma eyed the two genin as they lined up and winced, feeling a pang of sympathy for the shorter of the two, but not enough to call of any bets that had been made oin the match-up.
'Compared to Monstro here,' the senbon chewing chunin muttered, wincing up at Domon's grinning face with the usual nervousness, before shooting the bandaged Dosu a look 'that sound Nin may as well hand in the towel now.'
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Domon twitched his fingers, causing the knuckles and joints to pop, grinning savagely as he loomed over Dosu like a mountain. "I owe you for back in the forest," he rumbled, "you and that damn amplifier of yours."
Dosu winced at the feral look in the giant's eyes, not liking it one bit.
"When I'm done with you," Domon promised with a smirk, eyes shining with the light of the marginally insane, "your gonna really be needing those bandages!"
Genma sighed, announced the start of the third match, before heading for the hills, knowing he couldn't afford to have his health insurance go through the roof.
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And there we have it, Fuko-chan advances, mush to the joy and horror of her friends and colleagues alike. it also seems that Hinata-chan and Kiba have figured something out about the fourth!
Kakashi: Why do you enjoy slandering my master so?
Kyugan: He sealed a DEMON into a BABY, then expected a group of people, without a means to vent their frustrations, NOT to make a target out of said container, do you REALLY want me to answer that question?
Kakashi: Slumps in defeat and reaches for his porn. Explodes on contact.
Kyugan: (sends a look at Kira, who shrugs) Kudos for rigging the trap, but next time wait till I ask you to do it. (nods to Josuke.) You know the drill.
CD: DORA-RARARARARARARARARARA!
Kakashi: (Twitching in pain) why god, why have you forsaken me?
GOD: BECAUSE. YOU. SUCK.
Kyugan: Amen, Halleluiah, Peanut-Butter.
R&R PLZ!!!!