I forgot to add an endnote in the last chapter so I'm putting it here. D.E.A.T.H.S stands for Department of Employee And Trainee Health Services.

Naruto: Ninja Burger Chronicles
Scroll Two, Part One: Meeting the Supervisor
By Kaori

The new employees of Konoha Ninja Burger waited eagerly in the employee lounge. For most (like Haruno Sakura, Aburame Shino, and Uchiha Sasuke), this was their first time ever seeing this room while others (Inuzuka Kiba, Uzumaki Naruto, Nara Shikamaru, and Akamichi Chouji) had been in this room quite a few times even though they technically they shouldn't have.

It was your typical lunchroom setup, mostly: steel and plastic chairs arranged around tables with collapsible legs; four television sets arranged so that each quarter of the room could see and hear at least one; a long counter with condiments, microwave, tea, coffee, and a sink; and a refrigerator. There were some bloodstains on the wall (and ceiling), and a number of holes and slash marks as well.

Iruka, sitting on a gurney at the front of the room, flanked by two angry-looking nurses from D.E.A.T.H.S gazed on his former pupils with a mixture of pride and trepidation. Pride because they had made it this far, trepidation because most of them would be dead in forty-eight hours. He cleared his throat to get the attention of the overeager youngsters.

"All right, first I'm going to read this note from the Franchise Manager and then I'm going to tell you where you are going to be working. Ahem... "Dearest Genny-wenny, I miss your strong arms, the way you whispered sweet nothings in my ear as you slowly brought me to cli…" The nurse standing on his left suddenly grabbed the paper he was holding, blushing beet red.

"That's mi…I mean, that is most definitely not the Franchise Manager's speech, Umino-san."

"And here I was thinking that he'd finally gone senile…" mumbled Iruka as he took out another sheet of paper. "Dear new employees of the great Konoha Ninja Burger franchise. I congratulate you on surviving thus far and wish you long and productive careers. Please remember that you are to carry no less than three weapons at all times, not to kill the customers (unless they cannot or will not pay for their food), and that all deliveries are to be made within thirty minutes or you must commit seppuku. Yours truly, the Third Franchise Manager. P.S. The deep fat fryer is NOT a toy." Iruka put the paper back in his pocket. "Now for your assignments…"

All new employees start out as Deliverators, ninjas who deliver food to customers in under thirty minutes. While this might seem easy, it is well known that only thirty percent ever survive their first delivery. Not because of attacks from rival fast food franchises, but from having to commit seppuku for their failure.

Naruto fidgeted and squirmed in his chair. All the other teams had left already, and while he wasn't happy about being on a team with Sasuke he hated this waiting around even more. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He jumped up out of his seat and stomped over to the door where he started fishing around in his pockets.

"What are you doing?" Sakura demanded.

"I'm setting up a trap for our supervisor." Snickered Naruto. "That'll teach him not to be late." Carefully he placed the paper cup full of wasabi powder above the doorframe. "It's better than he deserves for making us wait all this time."

"I seriously doubt a high ranking employee is going to fall for such a stupid trap." Drawled Sakura, while internally she was giggling in anticipation of the result.

Sasuke rolled his eyes and continued to brood. He was going to be stuck with those two idiots until he got promoted (he had no doubt that he'd get promoted before they did, if they ever did). Just as he was beginning to think that their supervisor had been killed or forced to commit seppuku, the door opened.

Kakashi sneezed violently. He squinted at the room through his one visible eye (which was teary because of the wasabi powder).

"Ha! That's what you get for being late!" crowed the blonde.

"I'm so sorry, I tried to stop him…" apologized the girl. The dark-haired boy in the corner just glared at the other occupants of the room.

"My first impression of you (achoo) guys… I (achoo) hate you. (sniff) Team 7 right? Meet me on the roof in five (achoo) minutes." Said Kakashi. Damn brats.

Up on the roof, the three newly hired employees stared at their first supervisor. Tall and lanky with silver hair; the only visible facial feature was his right eye; as the left was covered by a bandana and the rest of his face by a mask. His nametag said: Hi, my name is: HATAKE KAKASHI.

"All right, since I can read your nametags I won't ask what your names are, but why don't you tell me a little something about yourselves." Said Kakashi.

"Um, sir," Sakura raised her hand. "something like what? Why don't you go first so we know how it's done."

"(sigh) Fine. My name is Hatake Kakashi. I like a lot of things, and I dislike some things. My hobbies and dreams for the future are none of your business. There, now you try…um…Sakura."

"My name is Haruno Sakura. I like…(leers at Sasuke) and my dream for the future is (perverted giggling while leering at Sasuke)." Naruto glared and Sasuke scooted away from the lecherous girl.

"And what you don't like?" prompted Kakashi.

"Naruto!" she declared.

"Uh, huh. Well Naruto, why don't you go next?"

"Yay! My name is Uzumaki Naruto! I like cup ramen! I don't like the three minute wait for ramen to cook! My dream is to become the greatest Franchise Manager of Konoha Ninja Burger!"

"Dream on." Chorused Sakura and Sasuke.

"Just you watch, I'll be running this place someday and then everybody will have to acknowledge how cool I am!"

"That's an admirable goal. All right Sasuke, you're up." Kakshi said.

"My name is Uchiha Sasuke. I don't like many things and I dislike a lot more. I don't have a dream but my goal is to get my revenge on a certain someone." Sasuke intoned.

"You'd better not be talking about me." Grumbled Naruto.

"Now that we're all acquainted, I'll tell you about your final test to become true Ninja Burger employees."

"Wait just a second!" protested Sakura. "I thought we already are full-fledged employees!"

"Oh no. That was just to see whether or not you had what it takes. This test is find out whether or not you can really handle it. The fail rate is 66 and by fail I mean death." All three youngsters looked freaked out. "Meet me in the field behind the employee parking lot at seven a.m. And I advise against eating breakfast. The D.E.A.T.H.S ninja doesn't particularly enjoy draining stomachs and the smell of digested food is really hard to get out of clothes." And without another word he disappeared.

"You know, I'm beginning to wonder if I should've just let myself be sacrificed to the bear…" muttered Naruto.

If you think this test is going to involve bells you are sadly mistaken! Will the newly formedTeam 7 be forced to commit seppuku? Only time will tell!