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Reason #26: Webshrines
Naruto had decided to use his day off to relax and browse the Internet on the new palmtop computer Koyuki had sent him. The satellite connection he got with it was phenomenal, and he'd had a clone spending a few hours a day playing some game called Nations of Nolife with a few others. But today, the others had to go train, and he was alone with his laptop and a lot of free time.
Really folks, this is a potential catastrophe in the making with a 'normal' human... Naruto it's like juggling lit torches in a fireworks factory while gasoline showers on you from above. AVOID AT ALL COST!
But since no one has ever seen the glowing neon warning signs with sparklers and blaring sirens, let's continue shall we? Naruto decided to run a search on his name. The first link he clicked on had him confused. First he didn't know how this H. Hyuuga got pictures of him in such private moments, like the last time he bathed in the hot springs. Second he didn't want to think about that countdown until his eighteenth birthday, and the one second higher one on when he was to be hunted down to be raped.
Third, he decided that he was going to lock himself into his bathroom, shortly after he gets it lead lined, and installs a hydroponics garden for air. He really didn't even want to think about what the hell was going on. He also thought asking Tsunade about this might be a better idea than dealing with it solo.
Elsewhere in Konoha, Hinata Hyuuga smiled as she updated her site. The new pictures she took of Naruto-kun with his shirt off for training were drool worthy, and made her faint on more than one occasion. Thankfully her cameras were automated for the most part. Thankfully, she knew that Naruto had no Internet connection. She of all people would know about that, right?
Reason #27: What... ELSE did you expect?
Monkey waved to the camera standing next to an orange clad fox masked blonde youth. "Welcome to a brand special ninja myth Mythbusters, I'm your host Monkey, with me today is one of our new Myth-terns Fox."
Fox snickered and rubbed his hands together. "Today they let us test the myth about the fact explosive tags had to be made of paper."
"Let's see the footage," Monkey offered with eagerness as he indicated the monitor to his side. "And remember, we're trained professionals."
The footage changed over to reveal three ANBU masked people looking at a towel in their hands. The bear one gave a thumbs up, while the bunny masked one poked her fingers, and the fox faced one showed the camera the explosive note on the towel to the camera. Laying it out on the ground, he sounded off the all clear sirens.
As they were counting down, something unexpected happened. Sasuke Uchiha, clearly ignoring the siren's warning landed almost directly on top of the towel. Before they could shout a warning, he was no longer there, and the camera panned up to follow his smoke trail as it arched high into the sky.
"Myth busted?" Fox asked curiously.
"Yeah," Bunny answered in a mystified tone.
"We in trouble?" Fox asked still watching Sasuke's flight."
"Oh yeah..." Bear answered this time, "Time to run..."
Monkey appeared on screen suddenly holding Fox by the ear. "We here at Mythbusters would like to assure you that no one died in the filming of the tests, and advise that when sirens go off for explosive tests... you listen."
"Bye!" Fox shouted before disappearing in a puff of smoke. Monkey looked at the air where the clone had been and snarled.
"WALRUS! WE'RE GOING ON A MYTH-TERN HUNT!"
Reason #28: Music
Orochimaru smiled as he stood in front of his legions, after a moment he snapped his fingers and they began dancing. It was as Orochimaru began singing that Sasuke really questioned his choice in joining the former sannin. "It's close to miiiiidnight, and somethin' evil's lurkin' in the dark... under the moooooonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart."
And now, Sasuke had no doubt about his mistake.
Reason #29: Marketing Ideas
Tsunade had finally figured out a way to cure her village of its financial woes. All she needed was Hinata Hyuuga's permission. "So you see, this is the Hinata Dreamhouse, it's a complete palace, with a bath, a few bedrooms, a kitchen, a living room, a dining room, and ten mini Naru-kun servants at Hinata's beck and call..."
Who knew that Barbie was so parody ready for mass marketing in a ninja based economy. "So what do you say? Can I use your likeness for this? Naruto's already agreed to be the model for the Naru-kuns, and the separately sold Naruto doll..." Tsunade asked while holding out said doll to Hinata Hyuuga. The poor girl took the doll with trembling fingers, and promptly passed out with a smile on her face.
Tsunade would just take that as a yes for now.
Reason #30: When loops go wrong
"So you're saying that hitting this button will cause the day to repeat until the presser is perfectly happy with it?" Naruto asked as he looked at the button he and the rest of Team Seven had uncovered.
"Yes, so don't touch it dobe," Sasuke snarled as he put up seals around the entrances. Kakashi and Sakura had left to go get Tsunade after this latest D-rank catastrophe. Unfortunately he didn't pay attention to what Naruto was doing, as he pressed the button.
"So you're saying that hitting this button will cause the day to repeat until the presser is perfectly happy with it?" Naruto asked as he looked at the button he and the rest of Team Seven had uncovered.
"Yes, so don't touch it, alright Naruto-kun?" Sakura whispered huskily in his voice, as she wrapped her scantily clad body around the blonde. Saki-chan, the once male Uchiha, was already massaging his back, while Kakashi went to go get Tsunade-sama. Unfortunately, no one paid attention to Naruto's feet, as he landed the crossed at the ankles pair on the button.
Naruto didn't bother asking the stupid question, he just slammed the button as Konoha exploded around him. Maybe removing that seal was a bad idea...