I'm not sure If I have to say it, but I don't own anything.

The chirping birds had started the morning ritual of the town hidden within the leaves, or as most liked to call it, Konoha. The sun hadn't yet illuminated the world, but the town residents had started to set up shop to start the day and earn their living. As every minute passed, the Main Square started to get louder as more and more shop owners arrived at their work, and the early birds had already crowded their favorite stores to get the freshest products.

As its name suggested, the Main Square was a large square divided into the inner and outer parts. Six-story buildings surrounded the outer square. Each could have up to four stores on the main floor with two in the back, which the side alleys and the sorts could access. Of course, each shop had a designated area to put up their signs in various bright neon colors to attract customers. The shop's contribution to the annual tax report usually determines signage sizes and locations. At least, that was what the council had told their town residents, as it had led to a reasonably noticeable conflict. Above those stores were housing units for the workers and owners, although the rare shinobi were scattered here and there. The inner square mainly included stores that had something to do with the shinobis, whether it was nutritional ration bars or pills, various types of equipment and gear, and many others.

There was a particular melody to the whole process until it was the opening hours. Eventually, it would turn into a large cluster of chaos in which people would constantly bump into each other, followed by groans. Sellers and buyers in a shouting match, haggling until one would give up and concede the win, or the constant profanity from almost all the owners commanding their workers for various tasks.

Once the rhythmic sounds of the morning preparation had turned into a chaotic cacophony of human interaction, that signaled for Naruto to end his own morning routine.

"Damn! I listen anymore, and I'll go deaf!" said the blonde as he got off the ground at the top of the Hokage mountain overlooking the city. He started to shake his head and dust off his clothing.

'Petty fuckers"

His expression started to morph into disgust but was replaced by a smile as he looked towards the wonderful smell from Teuchi's shop.

'At least there's the wonderful ramen.'

The run-down shop in question was a ramen shop owned by a man named Teuchi and his daughter Ayame. The Hokage mountain was on the west end of the village and faced east, so his shop was at the northwest corner of the inner square. A fairly wide intersection in that corner led to the outer square and then to all kinds of streets that interconnected and traveled through the town.

Some residents argued that it was the most prominent corner out of all of them. It housed many more commercial buildings than the other corners but primarily consisted of restaurants. Yet with the sheer number of people it could service at a time, he'd only get a handful of customers sitting on one of the available stands, ordering their food, and leaving after twenty minutes max. There were many reasons or rather theories that went around about the place. The food's bad, they said, contrary to the reviews on the net. Some said that it only served shinobis, which could be accurate, but there was no signage to say so. Too much competition, others said, but ultimately, it did not matter for Naruto as it just meant that there was always a spot in his favorite ramen shop.

The boy in question took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of earth and rose flowers. He then glanced around to appreciate the beauty of the cherry blossoms. Spring had just begun, so most of the city was decorated with them, and it changed the whole town's atmosphere, giving a slight pink hue and a romantic touch.

Well, that's what those books at the academy said.

Naruto scoffed at the thought as he once again focused on the ramen shop and all the rich aromas permeating off of it.

"tch"

He clicked his tongue in annoyance. He had other things to do, and ramen would have to wait.

Fireworks started going off by the Hokage monument, prompting everyone in the vicinity to stop what they were doing and look in its direction. The event encouraged so many people to pay attention that the Main Square had become deadly silent, even allowing for the sound of winds to be heard, but only for a moment as gasps and chatter started to fill the atmosphere. Some were shocked, some angry, some frowned, and others sighed in exhaustion.

The Hokages' faces stood proudly in all their glory, plastered with magnificent graffiti, bringing out even more of their excellence. Or that was the thought of our blond-haired boy staring at town residents below with a face-splitting grin. Said grin disappeared quickly as he noticed three larger-than-average chakra signatures heading towards him from the back.

Years of practice had led to this moment, and he would not let the academy staff ruin it. When it all started, he was on top of the third's head, so he had a couple of seconds to get to a platform connected behind. But he didn't have that time as the three staff members were quickly approaching.

The blonde started to rack his brain and use the maximum output possible until he came to a solution. The platform circled the Hokage faces and led to stairs directly in front, which went all the way down to a perpendicular wall where it was about the height of a three-story building, at which point it turned back and went down in the opposite direction. Naruto had himself and a chipped-off curved chakra stone.

So he jumped off the head with a running start, barely missing one of the staff's fingers interlocking with his jacket's collar. He quickly moved the stone behind him and tucked himself in the curve. He took a deep breath not to brace himself for a collision instead…

"WOOHOO!"

Naruto shouted with all his might as he hit the stairway and started sliding down at a high speed. The makeshift sled, already ridden with wear and tear, began to break off bit by bit as its cracks lengthened and widened. It was almost concerning, but Naruto was almost towards the end as he prepared himself to jump. He folded his legs onto the sled and took a crouching position.

"Three…Two…ONE!"

He exploded upwards at an angle a couple of seconds before the stone hit the mountainside, shattering to pieces. Now, he needed extreme focus if he ever hoped for a soft landing. Using the lessons he'd been taught, he channeled his chakra to his feet, gathering them at his tenketsus. He tried to bring his feet up to his torso to land on the wall, but his eyes were closed because of his intense concentration on his chakra.

He noticed too little too late as he approached the wall and smacked head-first into it.

"Ack!" he groaned but didn't have time to fully register the pain as he realized he was about to fall.

"Woah, Woah, Woah!" he exclaimed with surprise, his eyes widening. He tried to hurriedly stick his feet to the wall as he kept moving backward, but he had lost his concentration and thus his control. There was only one thing he could do now: close his eyes and wait for impending doom.

But this was Naruto, and such things posed no threat to his mighty self. He straightened out his legs and then bent his knees to push himself off and, in doing so, executed a perfect backflip on the way.

'Hehe, if the girls in class saw me like this, they'd flock to me like crazy. That'll show that emo, hmph.'

Deep in imagination, he once again fumbled the landing. His feet slipped as they landed on the edge of the stairs. He fell backward and proceeded to tumble down to the ground. Surprisingly, he got up and bolted towards the crowd without even stopping to assess any damages, fearing being caught.

Our prankster arrived at the Konoha Ninja Academy after 10 minutes of running and entered his designated class through an open window. His class was on the fourth and the last floor, representing the final-year students. He landed perfectly at his desired seat beside a raven-haired young girl. Said girl had light lavender pearls for pupils larger than all others in their class. She had fair skin that emphasized her plump lips and slightly pink cheekbones. However, her most dominant feature was still her eyes, which captivated most people, like all her other clansmen of the Hyuga clan.

"Eep!" She yelped in surprise and fright as the blond boy suddenly landed on their shared desk.

"Hey there, Hinata!" Exclaimed the cheerful boy, oblivious to how much pressure it put on the shy and reserved girl. The boy seemed a little out of breath, which was odd for the ball of energy that he was. He sat beside Hinata, closing the distance between them and heating up her face.

"N-Naruto…" the girl managed to stutter his name while looking down with a heavy blush and twiddling her thumbs. It was so hard to talk with the boy, and she couldn't figure out why, but she was pretty sure it was all her fault. If only she weren't so shy and introverted, if only she weren't so… weak-minded and a failure like her clansmen constantly reminded her. If only she could thank him for being her friend and improving her horrible days, making her happy every day, and supporting her no matter what. Alas, she was not courageous enough to state her mind, so she mustered all her will to push the blushing away and look up at the boy with a contagious smile to welcome him.

"Hey Hinata, so I was wondering if we should do Taijutsu training today after school. I got this super nice trick plus training…"

"Naruto!"

That was none other than an angry Iruka sensei interrupting Naruto's conversation. He stomped up the stairs towards Naruto's desk with a deep scowl. Naruto could see the three weak…chunins standing at the front door as if they had just reported the incident. Therefore, Naruto put On his best poker face before the interrogation. At least, that is what he attempted to do while miserably failing because of all his snickering.

"Give it up. I can already tell it was you who vandalized the Hokage monument by your expression, aside from the FACT THAT YOU WERE SEEN BY THE STAFF AT THE DOOR!" he yelled before pointing to the classroom's entrance with the out-of-breath individuals.

"Sigh… Sensei, you disappoint me. Where is your evidence? How are you so sure it was me? Plus, whoever did that was a true artist because it's no mere vandalism. That is art in its purest form!" Naruto exclaimed at the end.

"Purest form? What are you talking about? HOW IS DRAWING DICKS AND MONKEYS ON THEIR FACES PURE ART?!" Shouted a frustrated Iruka.

There was an unusually long silence in the classroom. One reason is that what Naruto had done was next level. It was a line that the kids didn't believe he would cross. The other reason was that they had not heard their sensei scream so loud before.

"Wow, he's completely lost it." said Choji, "The devourer." The nickname was given because of the sheer amount of food he ate daily. But he also had a more friendly nickname, "The Buffet," because he always shared his delicious secret dishes of the Akimichi clan.

He was loudly munching on the Akimichi's brand barbeque chips.

"sigh…troublesome… all of you." Said Shikamaru after a long and tiring sigh.

All the noise had woken him up from his most wonderful nap.

He almost always slept in class because he found it so…troublesome. It wasn't like he needed to try anyway because if he did…he would probably graduate early, which would be even more problematic.

It was all too troublesome for him.

"That was just my opinion, sensei. I don't know what he was thinking while doing it." Naruto shrugged.

Iruka loosened up and wore an empathic expression. He didn't want to argue with the kid any further. After years of being Naruto's teacher, he knew not to drag this along too long and to get to the point. The boy had a knack for getting on people's nerves. It was as if everything he did or said was for mere amusement and nothing more. Whether that is what he wanted you to believe, while he actually had a longing for some attention, Iruka didn't know. He theorized as much, but if there was one thing he knew, it was that Naruto was alone.

He sighed while pinched his nose's bridge.

"You're cleaning all of it right now, and if we have to do the final exam tomorrow because of your mess, then that is what we'll do."

"don't pity me."

"What?"

"don't look at me like that. Just tell me to clean it."

"Ok… sigh…just clean it."

"tch."

Naruto stood up, snatched the cleaning material, and jumped out of the classroom from the same window he came in through.

Clap!

"Alright, everyone, we'll start the test now."

"B-but what about N-Naruto, sensei?!" asked Hinata abruptly.

"he'll just be the last person to do so."