Revamped Series Edit Completed: 31 July 2017
Toying With The Past Is What We Do
Chapter Eleven
Isn't This A Bit Too Childish?
*poke*
If there is anything Ibushi fears, it's ghosts. It may be irrational, but the idea of a creature that cannot be killed by natural means terrifies him. Makes him feel weak and useless.
*poke*
But luckily for him, ghosts don't exist… right?
*poke*
Yes, it's probably his imagination, or perhaps a bug he can't see.
*poke*
Nothing supernatural at all.
*poke*
Damn, this is more annoying than Uchiha Obito. That kid is always late, and it seems he's affected Kakashi too. That nonsensical story he heard- how was he supposed to react? It was just so ludicrous. He couldn't say a word in the end. A week break from the Academy, and when the best and worst student are suddenly seen together like friends, this is what he gets.
*poke*
Uchiha is lucky Hatake stopped whatever he was about to say, otherwise Ibushi would have done more than just throw an eraser at the kid's forehead.
*poke poke*
Gah! What the fu-
*poke poke poke*
He whips around, again and again, meeting nothing but empty air.
*poke* *poke* *poke* *poke*
He concludes only one thing…
"Ghost!"
Ibushi screams, tossing his paperwork aside and fleeing down the hall with flailing arms.
Kakashi's head comes popping up from behind a window. He knocks on the glass and is then pulled through by a now visible Obito who is grinning boyishly, high-pitched giggles escaping every few seconds.
With that look, I wouldn't believe he's a thirty-one-year-old S-rank criminal, Kakashi muses.
Aloud, he says, "That was so lame."
"Are you kidding me? It was fucking awesome! I've always wanted to do something like that."
He really should have known Obito would think of such a childish prank, but he did enjoy the sight of their Academy sensei screaming at the top of his lungs, tripping over his own feet as if Kaguya herself was out to molest him.
Kakashi looks away for only a moment, but when he looks back…
Obito is long gone.
It's times like these when I wish I still had Obito's Sharingan…
Where the hell did he go now?
Two hours later, Kakashi finds himself sighing at a ridiculous display.
"Hokage-sama, we apologize, but as long as this apparition remains in the Academy, none of us are returning. The strike shall continue," states Ibushi-sensei.
Every sensei in Konoha's Academy are pacing outside with wooden signs and handmade posters, chanting made-up words to protect themselves from the 'demonic soul haunting their work space.'
ON STRIKE! NO WORK WITH GHOST!
Education for the living! Not the dead!
The Sandaime, with brown hair and less wrinkles, is shaking his head. He pulls down the Hokage hat to cover his ashamed expression, seeming to be mourning for the loss of sanity in his subordinates. The younger Koharu and Homura are at his sides, still trying to convince the group of Chūnin that ghosts are not real, but of course…
"You go in there if you're so sure then," a female Chūnin snaps, goading the aging duo to enter the so-called haunted Academy.
Kakashi knows better.
Sarutobi's former teammates enter the building only to rush out five minutes later, robes singed and smoking as they wave signs of their own.
He can't help but facepalm.
This is gonna be a looong day…