Hey people, well my friends are annoyed with me. They wanted me to do fanfictions where I put myself in vampire diaries, Naruto, anima+, teen wolf, etc. I know I said I would take requests, but the only thing I can imagine there being if I was ever in something like that, is chaos. Anyway, if you guys think I should do a fanfic where I'm in it as well, comment and tell me which you think I should do. Finally, you won't have any new chapters for a while since I'm on spring break and I have surgery to get my wisdom teeth removed. Fun. Thanks for reading guys and I'll try to get another chapter up as soon as possible!
Chapter five: Chaos in class
It was six in the morning when Moriko awoke to a thunderous pounding on her apartment door. With a loud groan of annoyance she rolled out of bed and stood. Her hair stuck out at strange angles, almost defying gravity, and her tight grey tank top rode up to reveal her pale stomach. She dragged herself to the door and looked out of the peephole. It was only Naruto. She opened the door, grabbing him by his jacket before yanking him inside and slamming the door.
She spun on her heel and stared him down with an empty expression. "What do you want, Naruto?" The blonde-haired youth glanced down at his feet, shifting from foot to foot before looking up with a determined look. "Iruka-sensei is teaching today. We're learning about famous ninja. So… will you come to class with me, please?" Naruto stared up at her, his blue eyes sparkling with hope. "No." He pouted, wrapping his arms around her thin waist, practically begging at this point. "Oh come on, it'll be awesome! You're practically a legend, and I want to wipe that superiorist smirk off Sasuke's face when he sees you walk through that door with me. Please, please, please, please, PLEASE?!"
Moriko sighed, lightly pinching the bridge of her nose to ward off the impending headache she was sure she would have. "I've only been in Konoha for three weeks, Naruto. To be honest, I've only stepped out of the apartment a handful of times." He sniffled, sending her a teary eyed look. Moriko sighed once more, her resolve weakening. "If I say yes, will you let go?" The blonde nodded, grinning, and she sighed. "Fine. Give me a few minutes to get ready." "ALL RIGHT!" She gently pushed him off and walked to her bedroom. The eighteen year old sighed, grabbing the damaged jacket from the floor. "Misaki." A red-haired pride demon popped into the room, grinning. Her black eyes sparkled mischievously as she grinned at her mistress. "Yes, mistress?" "How quickly could you fix this jacket for me?" The demoness gently grabbed it from the outstretched hand to inspect the cloth. "Fifteen minutes, tops." "Alright, do you mind?" She grinned. "On it mistress!" The demoness hopped onto the bed and pulled her sewing kit out, beginning her work.
Moriko sighed and grabbed a pair of fitted black pants from her closet, as well as a dark green tank top. She walked into the bathroom and after tossing the clothes onto the sink, turned on her shower. She stripped and stepped under the spray of the hot water, immediately scrubbing her hair with shampoo. She rinsed the froth from her hair and dumped the conditioner on next. She grimaced. Conditioner just felt greasy and gross. She quickly rinsed it out and after scrubbing the layer of dirt and grime from her body, shaved her underarms. Sighing, she turned the water off and stepped out, grabbing a nearby towel and drying her soaked body.
She pulled her clothes on and scrubbed her hair with the damp towel, leaving the bathroom and heading to her room. Misaki grinned. "Just in time, I finished your cloak." "Thanks Misaki, that's all I needed. You can head back now." The demoness bowed before disappearing. Moriko pulled the repaired cloth over her head and continued to towel her hair dry. She tossed the towel on the bed and did a few hand signs. "Air style, whirlwind no jutsu!" She pulled back some of her chakra and concentrated to finish drying her hair. After a few minutes, she stopped supplying the chakra and tore a brush through the mess.
She sat on the side of her bed and attached the voice modulator to her neck before putting her mask in place. Honestly, she didn't know how the idiots hadn't realized her true gender yet. It wasn't like she went to painstaking lengths to hide it. All one would have to do is look at her chest. She grabbed her shoes and pulled them on, leaving to meet Naruto in the living room. "Alright, let's get this over with."
"Naruto! What were you thinking?!" Iruka seethed. The second Moriko had stepped into the classroom, his students erupted in panic. Sakura was clinging to Sasuke, screaming at him to do something. Choji nearly choked to death on a potato chip. Ino was clinging to sasuke as well, scowling at sakura. It was chaos! Moriko chuckled. "Still think this was a good idea?" All of a sudden, a happy bark echoed in the room and something launched itself at her chest. She quickly caught it and upon closer inspection, began to laugh. "Well hey there little guy. What's your name?" The dog barked, his tongue lolling out. "Akamaru. Well, Akamaru, where's your companion at?" He yipped happily, leaping from her arms into kiba's. The class went silent.
"Kiba, huh. Well Kiba-san, you've got yourself a great companion there." Silence. She turned to Iruka. "Are they normally this quiet?" He shook his head. "No, it's usually a hassle to get them to sit still long enough for attendance." She smiled her grin unseen beneath her mask. "So… why am I here again, Naruto?" The blonde grinned sheepishly, his right hand rubbing the back of his neck. "Well, we're learning about famous ninja and Sasuke brought up your name. I figured that it would be kinda cool if you came in and, I don't know, told us some stuff about missions you took?" She chuckled, affectionately ruffling Naruto's hair. Even if the little runt got on her nerves sometimes, you couldn't help but become fond of him.
She tuned to face Iruka, who chuckled sheepishly as well. "So, Iruka-san, do you think that the class would benefit from a Q&A with me?" The brunette smiled softly. "Actually, I think it could be very beneficial, if you don't mind of course." She shrugged. "As long as the questions aren't too personal or invasive, I don't mind. What do you want to know?"
Hey guys, in the next chapter, I'm doing the Q&A that my OC does with the class. If anyone has any questions you think the class should ask her, such as her interests, hobbies, missions, etc. Send me a comment and it might just end up in the story.