Ghoul Instructor Naruto

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Story Start

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Naruto entered the mansion after a nice early morning jog. To think out of all the places that would be tame and not result in him nearly being killed on a daily basis would be at a school full of monsters. Who knew?

Entering the Mess Hall he noticed that the students were seated at one table while the head mistresses and the teachers were seated at another. Joining his colleagues he greeted them good morning.

Taking his seat he looked around the assortment of 'fresh' looking food. ''This food looks delicious.'' Naruto said as his eyes fell upon the pumpkin pie his right eye that is as his left one made a bee-line for the turkey. After a moment he blinked as his eyes went back to their normal position.

''Why thank you...'' Gem softly thanked him. Naruto had a few interactions with the quiet which who from what he could tell was rather shy and reserved. In a way sort of like a red-headed version of Hinata. ''Mmhmm...red-headed version of Hinata.' Naruto thought as he once more went into one of his more interesting fantasies. You know what they say, Heroes loved red-heads.

''Eat as much as you like, Mister Uzumaki." Miss Grimwood motioned towards her niece. ''Gem loves to cook and always makes plenty that lasts into the next day.''

Naruto looked at the rather assortment of foods, being snapped out of his day dream. ''I see this is quite the spread.''

Raising her glass Miss Grimwood tapped a spoon to it. ''I would like to be the first to official welcome our newest addition to our little family at Grimwood.''

Naruto blushed and sheepishly rubbed the back of his head as everyone clapped.

''Before your arrival Gem helped our students whip up something. Who would like to go first?'' she asked as she looked upon the pupils of the school.

''I like to go if that's alright Miss. Grimwood.'' Tanice volunteered.

''Of course Tanis.''

''Mister Uzumaki...would you like to try my Salad?'' She asked cutely, holding up a leafy salad with chopped tomatoes, lettuce, croutons, bacon bits, and salmon. Most of the ingredients seemed fresh, except the salad that looked on the spoil side but hell...if he could survive Konoha's poisoned garbage as a child for a few years a little spoiled lettuce wouldn't kill him. 'God at least I hope so. I could imagine it now.'

Naruto could see it now. An open casket funeral where friends and family were all gathered and grieving. His former boss at the teaching academy Kuiinshi and Kurama walking up to the coffin.

''So you say he died by poison lettuce?'' The dark skinned man asked as the Kitsune nodded.

''Yeah...was part was he didn't even get laid by one of the monster chicks. A mixture of an idiot and chaste hero thing he had going on.''

''Hah! Poor bastard!''

''Apparently his stomach started to rupture and he cried out in pain.''

''Want to sell his stuff and go the strip club?''

''Do you even have to ask?''

'Bastards' the blond thought then realized everyone was waiting on his answer. ''Of course Tanice.'' Taking a fork he scooped up some salad and placed it in his mouth. ''Hhmm...'' The Bacon bits were crunchy and the salmon was heavenly. ''Man...if all salads taste like this I would have them lunch every day.''

''Well Mister Uzumaki if you liked Tanice's salad you should Tomato soup. It's simply to die for...'' Sybella said bringing over a soup. Taking a spoon she brought it to her mouth and gently blew it. She then held it to Naruto's mouth. ''The taste is simply fang-tastic!''

''And guarantee to have you as skinny as a twig in weeks.''

''Oh I'm sorry Winnie we all don't have the metabolism to stuff ourselves with a barrel full of meat. I only need a certain dose of blood to remain healthy but that's just my metabolism.''

''What was that Bats? You want to start something?'' Winnie challenged as a low growl escaped her lips.

''Girls that's enough, what have I told you about such behavior!"' Miss. Grimwood chided as both girl's shoulder dropped.

''Sorry Miss. Grimwood,'' They apologized to the headmistress before shooting each other a fierce look.

With one hand Naruto took a bite of salad using his fork while using his other hand and taking a sip of soup with his spoon. ''Oh man...this beats the peanut butter crackers and Twinkies on the drive up hear.''

''Now whose next?''

''I hope you have a hefty appetite coach,'' With a clang a nice juicy steak was placed in front of Naruto courtesy of Winnie. After being handed a knife Naruto cut a piece and found it quite tasty.

''So what's next?'' he asked, a bit more excited than he was initially.

''A Frankenteen special Pumpkin Pie!'' Elsa exclaimed proudly as the rather green pie was sat in front of him. Shrugging Naruto took a chunk out of the fork and simply ate it. It was chewy but eatable nonetheless.

''Ooh! My turn!'' Phanty declared in a high pitch tone as she placed a bowl in front of Naruto. Naruto began to sniff, choked up.

''Coach you okay?''

''Mister Uzumaki? Is something wrong...''

''I can't believe this! Miso Ramen!'' Naruto cried out joyfully as he had to stop himself from inhaling the bowl. With spoon in hand he took a sip. And another one. And another one. And two more. And he kept on going. ''Oh man...old friend. I thought I'd never see you again.'' He said, barely able to contain his joy.

Phanty giggled at Naruto's antics.

''I'm glad you like it.'' She said, oblivious to the glares being sent in her direction.

''You girls can go back to your meals now. We have something we need to discuss with Mister Uzumaki.''

''Yes Miss Grimwood.'' The girls chimed as they went back to their table on the other side of the room.

''Now it's time we settle the matter of scheduling,'' Miss Grimwood stated as Naruto looked at his empty bowl of Miso Ramen with a pout.

''Wait...schedule?''

''Yes, we have to make some adjustments due to the fact we'll be down one instructor. I got word last night from Miss Robinson and she won't be joining us. The poor dear has come down with a rather ghastly injury during her vacation last year and won't be able to return this year.''

Looked like this coaching job was going to be more involved than he initially thought.